640 Scared Your Backstage to Death

Originally, Wu Ji just wanted to help the boss to see what kind of guests it was, and let the general manager of Dihuang refute her face. As a result, he came in and found that it was the person he looked down on and stepped on the soles of his feet. His anger rose instantly and his eyes were red.

"How could it be you? How did you get this private room? Do you know that the minimum consumption of this private room is 400,000 yuan. If I understand it well, your shadow team doesn't seem to have any operating funds, right?" The coach also expressed that he could not accept it, and his voice changed.

Do they match such a big private room?

Qi Sheng looked at the group of people who were always having trouble with him and wanted to step on him in the mud for everything, with raging fighting intent in his eyes.

"How much operating expenses do we have to worry about the coach. After all, we are a shadow team, not a dazzling team. As for how we got this private room..."

Seeing the raging fire in the eyes of several people, Qi Sheng retorted: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Why doesn't it matter? This private room was originally reserved for us by our boss. It has already been booked, but it was temporarily changed when we came. Qi Sheng, what is your relationship with the person who ordered the private room? Don't forget it. , Now the boss behind my extremely dazzling team is not someone like you can afford to offend."

"Oh, I don't know how great the bosses behind you are? Say it, and let me admire it."

After Jingqian went back to the garden after looking at the dishes for dinner, he saw those who were making trouble again.

Jing Jie is her younger brother, these shadow teams are her younger brother's teammates, how could they have been wronged?

All the team members looked for fame and saw Jingqian money coming. The extremely thin and extremely high heels stepped on the ground and made a "dong dong dong" sound, like a vicious banshee tolling the death knell.

It's strange that this woman is clearly beautiful and demonic, so people can't move their eyes, but she always gives people a sense of danger.

Seeing Jing Qian, Du Xuan became a little restless.

Because he is a fan of Jing Qian, although the other party has no works, he is attracted by his domineering personality.

Since I always pay attention to Jing Qian, of course I know that Di Jingxuan supported Jing Qian at the beginning.

Listening to Jing Qian's question, Du Xuansheng was afraid that the boss would be scolded, so he hurriedly grabbed the team member who was talking, but he was startled by Wu Ji's look.

He had never seen Wu Ji's eyes so dark. After all, he was discovered by Wu Ji and got into the team, so he always sticks to Wu Ji. I have always thought that Wu Ji is a very responsible and capable person.

Being stared at by such terrifying eyes, Du Xuan said nothing.

He is not temperamental either.

Well-intentioned to persuade, but was treated like this, then go to death.

"I'm afraid to scare you to death. Our boss is the eldest lady of this hotel. Do you know the boss behind this hotel? Dijia, the richest man in country Z. And our boss is Di Anran, the eldest lady of the Dijia."

Although Jing Qian was the one who asked the question, the team member spoke to Qi Sheng.

Seeing that Qi Sheng's expression had changed slightly, the members of the Ji Xuan team knew that although the other party had booked this private room, they definitely did not have such a hard backstage.

At most, one of them asked the Third Young Master of the Di Family to help book a private room.

At this moment, Wu Ji's cell phone rang, and seeing the caller ID, Wu Ji's lips curled into a cruel smirk.

"Oh, come on, 8888, 77th floor."