Chapter 578
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"That's right, Miss Cheng is Mr. Su's best assistant, she will definitely have a solution," the security leader agreed.
The manager immediately picked up his phone to call Cheng Qingchong.
Cheng Qingchong listened to the manager on the phone. Instead of helping him solve the problem, she asked, "Was Miss Song … bullied?"
Miss Song? Who's Miss Song? The manager was startled before realizing that Miss Song was probably the girl in the room. He glanced into the room and saw that Miss Song's dress was still intact. He turned to Cheng Qingchong and said, "Miss Song's dress is still intact, so you probably haven't been bullied by Mr. Yang …"
Cheng Qingchong sighed in relief on the phone and said with relief, "Thank god, thank god, there's still hope …" Then Cheng Qingchong started to order, "First of all, CEO Su is at his most violent state right now, so do not try to stop him, or else you'll end up in the hospital like Mr. Yang. Second, CEO Su has completely lost his mind, so you need to use Miss Song to stop him. For example, Miss Song is crying, or Miss Song seems to be acting strangely. If you can't stop him, go find Miss Song and have her stop CEO Su. Even if CEO Su is on the verge of murder, he won't do anything to Miss Song. Lastly, prepare a guest room at Eldorado as soon as possible so CEO Su can carry Miss Song to safety."
After ending the call with Cheng Qingchong, the manager immediately ordered his men to prepare a guest room for Su Zhinian. Then, he summoned his courage and yelled into the room, "Mr. Su, Miss Song doesn't look so good!"
Su Zhinian didn't respond. His foot landed heavily on Mr. Yang's stomach, and blood leaked out from the man's nose.
The manager wanted to rush into the room to find the 'Miss Song' Cheng Qingchong mentioned, but when he reached the door and met Su Zhinian's gaze, he retreated in fear. He pointed at Song Qingchun, who was curled up in the corner of the room, and whispered weakly to Su Zhinian, "Mr. Su, I just want to see Miss Song, is she alright?"
Su Zhinian's lips tensed, and he followed the direction he was pointing. Song Qingchun's head was buried in her lap, and her shoulders were shaking. She was crying softly.
Su Zhinian felt a sharp pain in his heart. He kicked Mr. Yang, who was beside him, away and turned to rush toward Song Qingchun.
However, he hadn't even taken two steps when Mr. Yang, who had cried out in pain from his kick, turned to his assistant and said, "Did a donkey kick your head? If the security doesn't care, can't you call the police?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Yang." Mr. Yang's assistant stuttered. Then, with trembling fingers, he pulled out his phone. He had just pressed "1" when Mr. Yang weakly said, "Don't call the police yet. Call my lawyer over first. I want to sue him..."
Sue him?
When Su Zhinian heard those two words, the anger in his heart returned. He took two steps back to stand before Mr. Yang. Looking down at him from above, he asked in a low voice, "You want a lawsuit?"
"Alright, I'll give you a choice. Do you want to be the defendant or the plaintiff?"
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