CHAPTER 893 REDUCES BIG PROBLEMS INTO LITTLE PROBLEMS?
Su Jing, Wang Zhuo, and the others returned to their box, the short-haired girl was still crying while Zheng Nan and a few female colleagues were comforting her.
Wan Zhengyang said with a smile: "Mr. Su, Mr. Wang, I am really sorry that this kind of thing happened but why don't we let bygones be bygones."
"It's none of your business, and you don't need to talk nonsense, go tell Wu Qingting to roll over by himself." Wang Zhuo waved his hand.
"Yes yes." Wan Zhengyang nodded and said. Wu Qingting is someone that he cannot afford to offend. Usually, he has to wait for him. He is naturally reluctant to ask Wu Qingting to come over.
However, if he doesn't go at this time then he would offend Wang Zhuo and Su Jing. In contrast, Wang Zhuo and Su Jing are more important, so he has to do what they asked.
Wan Zhengyang went to the box next door. After a while, he came back. He didn't bring Wu Qingting, only another yellow-haired youth and Wang Zhuo frowned when he saw this: "Where's Wu Qingting?"
"Wu Qingting is next door, but Zhao Family's Young Master Zhao Qifeng is also there." Wan Zhengyang smiled wryly.
Wu Qingting entered the next box without knowing that Zhao Qifeng was there too. Currently, he was sandwiched between the two Capital City Eldest Young Masters.
He really wanted to die. It will bring disaster upon his head if provoked any one of these two people.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Su, my young master asked me to come over and give you a gift." The yellow-haired young man said with a smile on his face.
"Zhao Qifeng is going to cover for Wu Qingting?" Wang Zhuo frowned.
"Wu Qingting offended your company's employees, it's his fault, but he was drunk and confused for a while. He is now hanging out with my young master so my young master has to bail him out, I request Wang Shao to give Young Master some Face." The yellow-haired youth kept his posture low as he spoke.
"So Zhao Qifeng sent you to tell me that he wants me to let go of this matter?" Wang Zhuo sneered.
"No, of course not. I'll bring Wu Qingting over later and ask him to punish himself with three glasses of wine and apologize to you in person." The yellow-haired youth quickly said and hearing this, Wan Zhengyang finally breathed out a sigh of relief.
In this way, this should not be a big deal.
Wang Zhuo was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the short-haired girl, He didn't know the name of the short-haired girl, and said, "Little girl, what do you think, do you want Wu Qingting to come over here and apologize to you? "
After all, she is just a small employee and was bullied, and Zhao Qifeng is not someone who would let go if his pride is wounded. So it's already an amazing result if Wu Qingting could come here and apologize.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie." The short-haired girl hurriedly nodded. She knew that she was just a small employee, but Wu Qingting was the Wu Family Master, and Zhao Family's Young Master Zhao Qifeng is supporting him.
It was very good that Wu Qingting could come to apologize. She dared not ask for too much.
"Thank you, I'll bring Wu Qingting here." The yellow-haired young man was also greatly relieved, and the smile on his face became lighter. He seemed calm just now, but in fact, he was sweating profusely.
The yellow-haired youth was about to turn around to call Wu Qingting when Su Jing, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "Hold on."
The yellow-haired youth's heart almost jumped in his throat before he stopped and asked, "Mr. Su, what do you want?"
"Please tell Wu Qingting and Zhao Qifeng that we don't need a fake apology. If he wants to apologize then he has to be sincere. He has to kneel in front of the little girl and slap himself three times." Su Jing said.
When the yellow-haired youth heard this, his face changed greatly.
Wan Zhengyang's expression also changed, and even Wang Zhuo and Zheng Nan looked at Su Jing in surprise.
The short-haired girl, Lu Chunyue, and the others were a little frightened.
Let a big man, or an Eldest Young Master, kneel in front of a little girl to apologize. Everyone knows what it means, right? This is to let Wu Qingting let go of his dignity and at the same time, not give Zhao Qifeng any face.
Originally, everyone would have been happy if Wu Qingting could come here and apologized. Although Wu Qingting might also apologize in a pretentious manner and the girl with short hair might feel a little wrong but this world is inherently unfair.
The people at the bottom can only look up at the people on the top and they can only endure being stepped on. In general, the short-haired girl could only swallow her anger, but now, she can get an apology, which is already very good.
But Su Jing obviously did not intend to let this matter go. Wu Qingting and Zhao Qifeng will not compromise on such excessive demands and this may become a major issue.
Su Ti in the group of girls looked a little nervous at the moment. Although Su Jing kept her, Zhao Qifeng was Zhao Family's Young Master and not someone ordinary.
She was about to see him, and she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Moreover, Su Jing has repeatedly challenged Zhao Qifeng's bottom line, what if Zhao Qifeng gets angry?
"Boss…" The short-haired girl was very grateful to Su Jing for supporting her, but she was really scared, for fear that things would get worse.
"Don't worry." Su Jing smiled at her as he spoke and looking at Su Jing's confident smile, the short-haired girl suddenly felt a lot more at ease.
"Mr. Su, there's no need for this, she is just a small employee." The yellow-haired youth spoke with a smile but the smile on his face was stiff.
"Mr. Su, Wu Qingting may have just been drunk and confused for a while. How about we let this matter rest? All your expenses today are free." Wan Zhengyang persuaded Su Jing as he really didn't want Su Jing to fight Zhao Qifeng here.
Besides, in his opinion, isn't it just a small employee who was bullied, so why should he care so much? Even if Su Jing is not someone to be offended, but Zhao Qifeng is not weak and if forced, the Zhao Family's Young Master might go crazy.