Chapter Five Hundred and Fiftieth Want White People

Ding.

The elevator sounded again, followed by hurried footsteps, "What are you doing? What are you doing here?"

Hearing the arrogant shout, Li Zitao looked back to where the sound came from.

The big back head with the logo, the small vest, the thin body, wearing a pair of glasses, if you read it correctly, the frame is pure gold, the leather shoes are polished, and the custom-made crocodile pattern.

It can be seen that Li Zitao also has a pair of the same style. This pair of leather shoes is worth 2,000 US dollars. Can ordinary people afford it?

'Xiao Lin,' who had picked him up at the airport earlier, was following behind him with a hunched waist like a slave, looking at the scene in front of him with trepidation.

"Tell him to shut up." Li Zitao is not even interested in talking to him at this moment. He will naturally find out if he is greedy for ink and what he has done.

"Huang, the boss told you to shut up." Ava stepped forward and said to the clamoring Huang Dongsheng.

"Ms. Aiwa...boss." Huang Dongsheng saw the master behind Aiwa now, his expression froze and he wanted to move forward.

"Huang, the boss doesn't want to see you." Ava stood sideways in front of him.

"You." Huang Dongsheng struggled, and said sternly; "You guys must have said something to the boss, let me tell you, I am the boss's compatriot, a family member,

It's all Harrison Street people here, and their brothers and sisters are all in the Golden Arches and S.H.I.E.L.D. Don't think you can do anything to us, get out of the way. "

A glimmer of haze appeared in Ava's eyes. This Huang Dongsheng was still as arrogant as before, but just like he said, the people here are all from Harrison Street.

"Ha." A sarcastic laugh came from behind, and he stretched out his hand to push Ava's shoulder to get her out of the way, and Li Zitao stood in front of Huang Dongsheng.

"Co-author, I have today, I should thank you people, so even if I made a mistake, I can't do anything to you, right?" Li Zitao laughed back angrily.

"Boss, hey, look at what you said, this is what we should do, we Chinese must unite outside, we can't let these white-skinned guys be fooled, or..."

Huang Dongsheng said with a playful smile, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses shone with sly light and mischief.

Snapped!

With the crisp sound of applause, Huang Dongsheng lay on the ground with his body tilted. He didn't move his limbs for a long time, and he was slapped to death.

Li Zitao put down his hands and smiled at Ava: "In this way, people can shut up. Remember next time."

The scene became quiet in an instant. A bodyguard grabbed Huang Dongsheng by the collar, carried him to the elevator door, and took him away later.

It took 2 hours for all the documents in the office to be cleaned up, and more than a dozen boxes were sealed up. Ai Wa ordered a few people to hold the boxes, and a group of people left from the Qinghua Building.

After loading the boxes into the car, Li Zitao asked people to take the two surnamed Huang and the one surnamed Lin with them, and went directly to Club No. 22.

It is still the same as before. Li Zitao is very clear about the structure of this place where he started.

Li Zitao was aggressive, followed by a group of people all with stern faces, and three Chinese were held up by the collars by the bodyguards, and they went upstairs like chickens.

"Let me check all the documents verbatim. Most of them are not in English. Find the person in charge of the translation and bring them over to compare whether there are any missing documents."

After instructing Li Zitao to call the Shuanglian Building, it was George who answered the phone: "How many people are there in S.H.I.E.L.D. on Harrison Street?"

"Boss, what happened?" George asked inexplicably.

"Let them go home and rest first. Let's just say it's a few days off. Wang Kui's side...don't inform me yet." After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao leaned back in his chair tiredly.

His body is alright, but his heart is tired. Things have developed to this point, or he is too partial to the Chinese.

Whether it is the recruitment of the company under his name, the proportion of employees, the people who are responsible for the safety around him, and the meaning he expresses to the outside world, they all reveal his favoritism towards the Chinese.

It's like Lawrence said, 'Everyone knows you're partial to your fellow man.

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Presumably there was a warning element in what he said at the time, but Li Zitao didn't hear it at all.

Well now, some people feel that his achievements today were made by a group of compatriots who stayed in the block and could not read.

Li Zitao admits that they are responsible for this, but he also believes that he has not treated the compatriots on Harrison Street badly.

They earn the most in the Golden Arches, whether it's rent, franchise fees, or raw material supply prices, it's almost like paying them back.

There were also several donations, and he also made a special trip to subsidize them. Now it is good, and he has raised a group of uncles.

What he wants to know most now is whether Lao Huang knows about this matter and whether he has participated in it.

"Ava, ask someone to prepare the car." Li Zitao was going to go to Harrison Street to find out what kind of white-eyed wolves he had raised.

The news of Li Zitao's arrival spread from the moment he left the building. Employees from other companies saw Huang Dongsheng being carried like a dead dog.

And those Chinese who rushed out of the company and drove home.

They were all in a hurry to go home and report the news, just to see the consequences of Huang Dongsheng slapping the big boss unconscious, this really stabbed a hornet's nest.

"Boss, Molly is here." Ava came back with Molly behind her.

"Let's keep up!" Li Zitao was also holding back his anger for what happened at the airport, this was the second time.

He really wanted to ask the Foreign Secretary-General how the secretary's office worked.

"Boss, what happened this time was my dereliction of duty, and I am willing to accept the punishment." After getting into the car, Molly lowered her head and said expressionlessly.

"What's going on?" Li Zitao asked instead.

"When we received the news that you were coming, we immediately arranged for a driver, but Mies Huang directly led someone to snatch the car away and stopped us in the office."

Speaking of this incident, Molly was also trembling with anger. She has been the Secretary-General of Foreign Affairs for almost 3 years. As an employee of the secretary's office, she has never encountered such a thing as the boss's ears and mouth.

"He just snatched the car away and asked people to stop you in the office?" Li Zitao looked at her in disbelief.

"Yes, the new colleagues were pushed against the table to protect me." Molly said with red eyes.

"Huh..." After taking a deep breath, Li Zitao resisted the urge to blow the seat with his fist. His foreign secretary, who represented his face, was trapped in his headquarters like a prisoner.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Li Zitao said to Danny; "Hurry up."

"Call George and ask him to send 20 special guards...to ask for white people." Li Zitao said in a word, his gloomy expression made Ava and Molly tremble, and they quickly lowered their heads Don't dare to look again.