Lord Qin, Your Little Mute is a Full-level Boss

Chu Mingxu said speechlessly: "I have never seen a brazen person like you, Auntie."

Lu Xuyao ​​looked at his aunt disappointedly, and said lightly.

"No one forces you to gamble, don't make excuses for yourself."

Ye Caitang asked calmly: "Who sent you to smear the studio?"

"As long as you tell it, we won't call the police."

The middle-aged woman closed her mouth when she heard the words, and lowered her head nervously.

She can't say,

If she speaks out, that person will let her return the previous money to him.

Ye Caitang: "I don't want to say it, do you?"

"Then please call the police."

The middle-aged woman quickly grabbed Ye Caitang and shook her head in a panic.

"Don't call the police, I said, I said it's not alright."

"who is it?"

Chu Mingxu asked coldly.

The middle-aged woman whispered.

"It's the boss of the photo studio opposite."

Ye Caitang: "The voice is too small to hear."

The middle-aged woman amplified the volume in embarrassment.

"The owner of the photo studio opposite told me to do this."

Lu Xuyao ​​clenched his fists tightly when he heard the words, his heart was full of disappointment and anger.

Sure enough, it was a good thing his good apprentice did.

Chu Mingxu looked at the customers who were just like everyone else.

"Does everyone hear clearly?"

Customers suddenly bowed their heads in embarrassment and embarrassment.

"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry. We were wrong just now. We should not believe the rumors credulously."

"fine."

Lu Xuyao ​​spit out two words with a complex expression and turned to leave.

The middle-aged aunt said quickly.

"Xu Yao, Auntie still has no money to pay off the gambling debt, can you give me some money?"

Lu Xuyao ​​paused: "..."

Chu Mingxu silently lifted the collar of the middle-aged aunt directly, and threw the middle-aged aunt out of the gate of the photo studio.

"Kill your nephew like this, you still have the face to ask for money."

"Is your face made of reinforced concrete?"

Ye Caitang followed to the entrance of the photo studio and looked at the middle-aged aunt who fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"You really want money, don't you?"

"As long as you are willing to do something for me, I can let you wait for a sum of money."

The middle-aged aunt nodded without hesitation when she heard the words. Smiling flatteringly.

"No problem, as long as you don't kill and set people on fire, you can ask me to do anything."

Ye Caitang looked at the middle-aged aunt with a cold expression, and confessed lightly.

"Now go to the opposite photo studio and tell the photo studio owner Zhou Peng that you have successfully smeared Lu Xuyao."

"And Zhou Peng must give you the money immediately, and you must ask for cash."

The aunt frowned when she heard this.

"That kid Zhou Peng is smart, he used to transfer money to me with someone else's card before."

"It is very difficult for him to give me cash in person."

Ye Caitang's eyes were cold, and she stared sharply at her aunt.

"I don't listen to excuses."

"I just want results."

She curled up her red lips coldly.

"If you can't, don't blame me for sending you to the police station."

The aunt suddenly looked at the awkward Ye Caitang in panic, and said quickly.

"Don't call the police, I'll do it right now."

Ye Caitang patted the middle-aged aunt on the shoulder, and nodded faintly: "Go, wait for your good news."

The middle-aged aunt quickly turned around and walked to the opposite photo studio.

Ye Caitang watched the middle-aged aunt enter the opposite photo studio, slightly curling her lips.

Zhou Peng's ungrateful cancer must be removed.

"There is no way to be born with beauty, I have peach blossoms everywhere..."

Just as Ye Caitang was about to leave, the phone rang suddenly.

The cell phone confiscated by the teacher is still on the teacher's side. This cell phone was newly matched by Qin Ruohan.

It is convenient for Qin Ruohan to check the post at any time.