The city's number one tycoon

Chapter 10

"Forget it!" Zhu Liang waved his hand. "Why are you wasting your breath on a mere salesperson? You have no authority whatsoever. Go and call your manager over. I want to speak directly with your manager."

"I'm sorry, sir, the manager is away for training today and can't come to see you," Su Wanwan replied earnestly.

"Damn it! You're just a lowly salesman, right? The customer is king, you know? I'm your king now, and you dare to fob me off?" Zhu Liang had long disliked this salesman. Most salesmen would be fawning over him by now, but this salesman seemed to have no idea who he was.

"What are you standing there for? My husband wants you to make a phone call? Are you deaf?" Wang Qian chimed in.

"That's right! How dare they try to fool us? I'll make sure you're fired today!" the woman with rouge shouted angrily.

"You, you're bullying me too much!" Tears welled up in Su Wanwan's eyes. This was the first time she had encountered such difficult customers. The customers she had met before, whether rich or poor, were not like these three, who were unreasonable and had no manners whatsoever.

"Please don't be angry, all three of you. I'm her supervisor, and she's a new employee. Please forgive me if I haven't taken good care of her!" Suddenly, a middle-aged salesman walked over, bent down slightly, brewed a cup of Longjing tea for Zhu Liang, and then glared at Su Wanwan, signaling her to stop talking.

"Is this how you treat your customers? We're here to buy villas today. It's her good fortune to meet customers like us. How dare you treat us so casually? Do you really think we're easy to bully?" Wang Qian deliberately raised her LV bag higher, her face full of disdain.

Zhu Liang smiled slightly, waved to Wang Qian, took the Longjing tea, took a sip, and said, "I, Zhu Liang, never drink such low-grade tea. You seem to know how to handle things, so I'll give you face today. Otherwise, I would never let her off the hook! Humph, don't you even know who you are? How dare you try to fool me!"

Upon hearing the voice, Su Wanwan stood still, wiping away her tears in grievance. Suddenly, she stared at the three of them and said coldly, "What am I? Then I want to ask you, you, and you! What are you all?"

Su Wanwan pointed at the three people with neither servility nor arrogance.

There was no trace of timidity in her eyes anymore. Although she was thin and quiet, she was a very strong-willed person. If it weren't for the need to complete the last bit of sales for the month, she wouldn't have come to work overtime, let alone serve such an rude customer.

The sound struck the three of them like a bolt from the blue.

The reception room became very quiet in an instant.

Wang Qian and the woman with rouge on their foreheads almost stood up straight, completely surprised that the other party dared to insult them.

Zhu Liang's face darkened, and he stared at her with a sinister gaze. He immediately threw the teacup he was holding at Su Wanwan's face.

"Well said!"

Just then, a young man walked into the reception room. His lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of mockery, as if he had seen a monkey in a circus.

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As Ma Yunteng appeared, Zhu Liang simultaneously splashed the Longjing tea in his hand onto Su Wanwan's face, and unsurprisingly, it would be splashed on her face the next second, causing her to suffer endless humiliation.

Looking at the Longjing tea being served, Su Wanwan knew there was no way to avoid it. She closed her eyes in despair. There was nothing she could do but accept having to deal with these three difficult customers.

"Certainly!"

Just as the Longjing tea was poured out, Ma Yunteng softly uttered the word "fixed".

The surrounding space and time instantly became quiet.

Ma Yunteng could even clearly hear the sound of his own heartbeat and the sound of blood flowing in his veins.

"The 30-second countdown to time stop has begun!" The system notification sounded in my mind.

He quickly strode towards the group, first punching Zhu Liang's fat face, then taking the cup from his hand, catching all the Longjing tea that was still in mid-air back into the cup, and with a smirk, splashing all the Longjing tea onto Wang Qian's self-proclaimed proud oval face.

In just over twenty seconds, Ma Yunteng's set of movements was fluid and seamless, as if he had rehearsed it many times in his mind.

"Friendly reminder: Only five seconds left before the card is stopped. Countdown: Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

The world has returned to normal.

With a faint smile playing on his lips, Ma Yunteng sat quietly on the sofa opposite Zhu Liang and the other two. Hearing the surprise coming from across the room, his smile couldn't help but spread.

"Honey! Why did you splash me in the face? If you were going to splash someone, you should have splashed her..." Wang Qian's mouth dropped open in shock, and her LV bag fell to the ground with a thud. She looked at Zhu Liang with embarrassment and anger.

When Wang Qian saw Zhu Liang, her oval face and chin almost fell off in shock.

Zhu Liang was clutching his nose with both hands, looking extremely pained. Blood gushed from between his fingers as he snarled, "Who? Who the hell attacked me? Show yourself if you dare! I'm going to kill you today! Ah! My nose, my nose hurts so much!"

"Brother Liang, Brother Liang, what's wrong?" The woman with rouge looked at him anxiously and quickly took out a few tissues from her bag to wipe the blood off his face. This was all too strange. Just now he was bossing the saleswoman around and scolding her. Why did his nose suddenly start bleeding?

She doesn't understand!

"Honey," Wang Qian suddenly exclaimed, "your nose looks crooked..."

Is your nose crooked?

Zhu Liang was both shocked and furious as he took a selfie with his phone. When he saw the face in the lens, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and a few tears even welled up in his eyes!

C!

How is this crooked?

This is clearly collapsed!

"My nose is flattened!"

Zhu Liang's face immediately turned ferocious. Apart from his wealth, his proudest feature was his nose. He often boasted to the women around him that his nose was just like Andy Lau's.

Now look what happened, that once pert nose has collapsed!

What exactly happened?

Zhu Liang suddenly turned his head to look at the entrance of the reception hall. He had clearly seen Ma Yunteng standing there just now, but now he had suddenly disappeared. He had a vague feeling that this matter was related to Ma Yunteng!

“Honey, he’s over there…” Wang Qian tugged at Zhu Liang’s sleeve and pointed at Ma Yunteng sitting on the sofa opposite. She had clearly seen Ma Yunteng standing at the door just now, shamelessly praising the salesperson for his scolding, but now he was suddenly sitting on the sofa opposite.

All three of them were filled with confusion!