Strongest Wastrel

"To find Zhang Hui, this is not difficult. He did indeed leave Yihan company, but as far as I know, he is still within Dongling City."    

    

"However, Zhang Hui's vile actions became famous in the Dongling City. Many companies were unwilling to accept him, so Zhang Hui used the money he earned from the Yihan company to start a small company."    

    

"What's unfortunate is that Zhang Hui doesn't have any background, and no one is willing to work with him. This small company will soon close down and lose all of its capital." Director Qiao smacked his lips, unwilling to do so. It seemed that he had a grudge with Zhang Hui the entire time.    

    

My eyes lit up, "So Director Qiao, do you know where he is now?"    

    

"I know, he's in dire straits right now. Even his old security industry isn't willing to recruit him. It's said that he's currently working as a waiter in a western restaurant." Director Qiao said.    

    

"I happen to be hungry, let's go now." I waved my hand and told Director Qiao to immediately take me to Zhang Hui's western restaurant.    

    

Half an hour later, they arrived in front of the western restaurant.    

    

When I got out of the car, I was immediately stunned. Looking at the entrance of this western restaurant, I couldn't help but smile wryly. Back then, this was the place where I sent Ling Xiaoxiao and Chen Wenn to eat.    

    

I walked into the Western Restaurant and sat with Director Qiao in a rather remote corner.    

    

At that moment, there were quite a few people dining in the Western Restaurant. The waiters wore red and white business attire and carried the western cuisine and red wine as they walked back and forth. The service attitude was very good.    

    

Director Qiao raised his hand and pointed to a figure coming out from the back of the kitchen, "President, look, Zhang Hui."    

    

I followed Director Qiao's gesture and looked in the direction of Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui looked like a different person, with a tired and sweaty face, yet with a forced smile, he served the dishes for the guests.    

    

"Zhang Hui …" I secretly sighed. Zhang Hui was the first person to follow me. If he didn't make a mistake, he might not have turned into his current state.    

    

However, at this moment, Zhang Hui, who was far away, accidentally touched the red wine on the table. The spilled red wine instantly splattered onto the clothes of a man and a woman.    

    

"Sorry, sorry." Zhang Hui panicked. He quickly took out a clean cloth and wiped the surface of the table, trying to get the forgiveness of this man and woman.    

    

In the end, the man stood up first, holding on to his stained clothes and cursed directly, "Dammit, is it any use apologizing? Do you know how much my clothes are worth? "    

    

"I... "It's all my fault. Please forgive me, sir. I will compensate you with the clothes." Zhang Hui's face turned pale. He could only try his best to apologize.    

    

The man's expression turned uglier and uglier. In a place like the Western Restaurant, he actually cursed without any dignity. "You're just a mere waiter, can you afford to pay for it?"    

    

"Immediately call your manager over. My clothes are worth at least 20,000 to 30,000, I'll pay you half a year's salary!" You can afford it? "    

    

When the lady noticed that everyone was watching, she quickly extended her hand to stop them and said, "Alright, alright, why are you arguing with a waiter? At most, I'll just buy another one. "    

    

However, the man was still unhappy. He immediately grabbed Zhang Hui's shirt and refused to let him go. He even slapped Zhang Hui three times very hard. He had to ask for an explanation to make the manager of the western restaurant rush over.    

    

After knowing the whole thing, the manager first scolded Zhang Hui, then smiled and said, "Sir, as long as you are willing to reconcile and not affect our restaurant, we are willing to take responsibility for this piece of clothing."    

    

"That's more like it." The man stared at Zhang Hui and sat back down. He didn't mention a word about the three slaps Zhang Hui had received.    

    

The manager turned around and glared at Zhang Hui. He scolded him in a low voice, "Zhang Hui! This debt will be deducted from your salary. Once you've paid it back, scram! "Let me tell you, if you get beaten up, you deserve it. You can't afford to offend anyone here. If it wasn't for your good performance, I would have immediately fired you."    

    

Hearing this, I was immediately displeased, immediately leaving my seat. Director Qiao followed closely behind, walking towards Zhang Hui's direction.    

    

Zhang Hui had his back to me and was completely unaware of my arrival. It wasn't until I patted his shoulder that he suddenly turned around and saw me.    

    

At this moment, an intense feeling of shame emerged on Zhang Hui's face. He subconsciously turned around and ran.    

    

"Zhang Hui!" Come back to me, did I let you go? " Zhang Hui did not dare to run anymore. He walked back with difficulty and lowered his head, not daring to look at me.    

    

The manager and a man and a woman beside him were dumbfounded. They had no idea what was going on.    

    

I couldn't be bothered to care about the outsiders. I looked deeply at Zhang Hui and said without a doubt, "Raise your head!"    

    

"Yes …" Zhang Hui gritted his teeth and looked up. His left cheek was red and swollen, and there were three slaps left on it.    

    

I sized him up, then turned my face to the side and coldly looked at the manager and the man who made the move. I'll pay for him. "    

    

"Thirty thousand." The man said.    

    

"Give it to him." I signaled Director Qiao with my eyes. He immediately fished out thirty thousand in cash from his briefcase and tossed it to the man.    

    

Then I walked up to the manager and said, "I'd like to ask, what do you mean you deserve a beating? Is that how your restaurant treats its employees? "    

    

"No …" "No." The manager was so ashamed that his face turned red.    

    

I snorted and looked away again, locking my eyes on Zhang Hui. "What are you standing there for? "Now that I have lost money, I can't take these three slaps for nothing. Return them to me!"    

    

After saying that, the man was extremely displeased. He actually grabbed onto my collar and scolded, "Who the hell are you? Mind your own business? And you're using thirty thousand dollars to throw me over? Do you think laozi is a beggar? Do you think laozi has no money? "    

    

I said fearlessly, "Right, in my eyes, you are just a beggar. No matter how much money you have, in my eyes, you are still a beggar. I will treat this thirty thousand as compensation for buying your clothes, but since you beat up my people, you must call them back today."    

    

"He has already apologized and paid you. Do you really think beating someone makes sense? You don't have to take responsibility? "    

    

The manager became anxious and hurriedly came over to take us apart. He said anxiously, "Gentlemen, there are still guests around. Please give me some face and let this matter drop, right?"    

    

"If it was you who was beaten up, could it be counted as' beaten up '?" I snorted.    

    

The man suddenly laughed, "So what? Are you really going to hit me here today? "    

    

"Sorry, I really can hit you here. If I say I'll hit you, I'll hit you." I also smiled and casually pushed Zhang Hui away, "Zhang Hui, slap my face back!"