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Song Tang threw the kraft paper bag directly on the table, and everyone was attracted by the loud sound of slapping the table. All eyes were focused on the bar, and the scene froze.

She narrowed her eyes, approached and leaned on the edge of the bar table with one hand, and said angrily: "Here is my business card, why don't I give you some time, you can check and see who is làng who is wasting whom?"

The waiter had no choice but to pick up the phone, but no one answered after making two calls. Song Tang raised his head, pursed his lips and made a muffled sound of impatience, and then took out his mobile phone to call Li Mo. A waiter was looking at the menu without paying attention, and turned around He poured water on her body, her chest was wet, and the cup fell to the ground and broke.

The waiter took a nervous step back, knelt down and was at a loss, not knowing whether to clean up the debris on the floor first or help her get the toilet paper.

A bunch of troublesome and annoying situations appeared one after another, and Song Tang couldn't bear it anymore: "What kind of bad luck did my old lady suffer today? Come to your poor shop to suffer? Your boss has time to do this bunch of tricks, so didn't he teach you how to treat guests?" ?”

At this time, a suit jacket was suddenly put on, and a light and fresh male fragrance hit her nostrils. She frowned and turned her head, and saw the owner of the jacket standing in front of her.

"Clean up the floor first." His calm and magnetic voice carried undeniable strength, "Also, bring a cup of tea to the small box."

Song Tang's eyes were originally only on his protruding Adam's apple, but she raised her head now. She has a clear and elegant face, beautiful but not ordinary. His brows and eyes were a bit stern, but he suddenly turned his head to look directly at her , the original deep displeasure was accumulated between the eyebrows, but when he looked at himself, he relaxed, and put on a pair of smiling eyes, light-colored thin lips slightly raised, forming a perfect picture composition "Smiling yellow golden triangle".

She was still angry. Although her unconscious habit of occupational diseases calmed her down a little, it seemed that this was the boss in front of her. She wanted to ask questions, but the other party snatched her away.

"Come inside, please."

The reminder full of smiles made Song Tang have no attitude to continue to attack, picked up the materials, stood up and walked forward.

When the heavy curtain of the small box was drawn, the employees immediately gathered in front of the bar, looking at each other.

"If the boss didn't come in, we're probably going to be wiped out by the regiment, right?"

"What's the origin of this woman? She has become so virtuous? Check it out!"

The murdered victim picked up the business card on the table, turned on the phone to check, and was shocked: "Wow, Song Tang has more than 1000 million fans, and the fans are all big-name celebrities and singers. The libretto that the boss likes The singer who can't read clearly even shared the magazine cover she shot on his wife's account."

"Song Tang? Just her? Quite famous, my goddess's queen photographer, she only shoots top-level traffic, and there are many financial backers behind her, and she may not even pay you any money." The other person picked up the business card and said seriously. Say.

"It's really offending people, so what should we do now? Can the boss handle it?"

"It should be able to bear it. His face is very good. If he is willing to sell his appearance, he may be fine."

"What if he doesn't?"

"Then we'll..."

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It was the first time for Song Tang to see such an informal meeting room, separated by a thick dark blue curtain, which effectively blocked the sound from the outside. She was sitting on a small sofa with a small dark wooden square table in the middle. A group of Kung Fu tea sets are placed on it, and small vases are placed next to it for decoration. Just separated by a curtain, the inside and outside styles are quite different.

At this time, the man came in with a blanket, squatted beside her, and said softly: "You put it on, I'll be more air-conditioned."

"Thank you." She wanted to take off the suit and return it to him, but he stopped her.

"It doesn't matter if you put it on first, there's no rush." ​​He said slowly, and then sat aside, before asking again, "What happened?"

She straightened up and looked directly at him: "I'm the photographer who signed a rental contract with you, but you don't rent it anymore. This will cause us a lot of trouble. I want to know your reasons."

I saw the man's beautiful brows and eyes slightly frowned for a few seconds, and then he said something like a raving: "You really will cause me trouble."

Seeing his strange expression, Song Tang turned around and took out the contract from his bag and handed it to him: "You signed it, and we already paid [-]% of the money to you that day."

He put down the paper in his hand, and said slowly: "This has nothing to do with me, it's because someone used the name of this store. Recently, I am also in a lawsuit with this Mr. Xie, so you should contact him."

"What?" Her almond-shaped eyes widened, "What are you kidding, fraudulent use? When signing the contract, there were mutual lawyers present. Your statement is too irresponsible."

"His lawyer may not be a real lawyer, and the account provided in the contract is not mine. Fortunately, your lawyer is very cautious, and the deposit is [-]%. I heard that other people were cheated even more."

"What is your relationship with Mr. Xie? Why does he use your name to deceive people?"

His eyes dimmed a little when he heard the name, and he said lightly: "He used to be my friend and partner, but we broke up the partnership three months ago, and now there are many legal disputes with him that have not been resolved. Finish."

Song Tang frowned, clicked his tongue, looked at his clothes, and then asked, "So you're also going to sue today?"