The verdicts of Li Jianguo and others came down soon, the evidence is conclusive, and it is only a matter of time before they are tried by law.
Dream Eater was the most affected. In public, the in-service psychiatrist was taken away according to the law. The impact was bad. Customers called to inquire about the situation, but were not satisfied with the vague explanation.
The matter has not been resolved and is still deteriorating.
The seeds buried in the hearts of customers in the past have begun to take root and sprout.
They complained that the leadership of Dream Eater was not strong enough, and that they were too slow to save their exclusive doctor from the fire and water. Those who were capable were looking for connections, while those who were incapable spontaneously gathered downstairs in Dream Eater, asking the boss to give them an explanation.
Among them is Han Mei. In just two months, she has changed from a grandma who loves her grandchildren to a widowed old lady who has been betrayed by many relatives. She has a thick bill for the doctor's performance loan, no doubt she has invested everything.
Now that the doctor has been arrested, Dream Eater has closed down, and the VIP card in his hand is no different from a scrap card.
Han Mei sat in the front row of the protesters, holding up a banner, shouting for the staff to give an explanation.
On the bustling street, there were pedestrians and onlookers who watched the excitement. They looked over, and those who didn't know thought it was eggs for free.
Han Mei stood in the front row, holding the horn in her hand and shouting loudly, "Boss Dream Eater, come out, you must give us an explanation today."
"We are VIP users. We are God when we pay the money. Now we don't care about people when we get the money. You are a fraud!"
"We're just waiting here. If no one comes out to take care of things after an hour, I'll call the police and sue you for cheating customers!"
The sound of the loudspeaker can be heard far away, enough to hear clearly inside Dream Eater.
Ji Shaobai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring at everything that happened downstairs, his eyes dark and stormy.
Half an hour later, the most vociferous people began to yell again, with a confident look as if they were sure that Dream Eater would not be left alone.
One hour is enough for the leaders to discuss countermeasures.
Forty minutes passed
Fifty minutes passed
The crowd downstairs began to gather, looking up at the upstairs frequently, discussing something in whispers.
Ji Shaobai passed the message to Wen Zhicheng unhurriedly, like a bystander who had nothing to do with himself.
"There are more and more people."
Jiang Lan looked out through the window, frowning slightly, what the hell is Ji Shaobai doing?
Based on her superficial understanding of him, Ji Shaobai's one step counts as ten steps, and he is too wary to plant mines for himself and wait for him to detonate them.
What the hell is he going to do!
"What do you want me to do?"
Wen Miao looked over indifferently, facing him, Wen Zhicheng had already explained his purpose.
"Save Meng Meng."
Wen Miao sneered, "Why?"
He said, "Why does Second Uncle think that I will help you? It's not easy to smooth out such a big mess that Mengbai made. He must have been very happy when he collected the money, right?"
Things have come to this point, Wen Miao is too lazy to do face-saving projects, and Wen Zhicheng has all the pens owed by him.
Wen Zhicheng's complexion changed slightly, and he smiled instead of anger, "Of course I'm happy. In just a few months, the income from Dream Eater is enough for me to buy into many retail investors of Wen's."
He got up, "Okay, I understand what you mean."
Wen Zhicheng's purpose of coming here has been achieved, and he is ready to leave without any pressure in his heart.
Wen Miao's eyes were heavy, and it would be a matter of time before he broke his face, sooner rather than later.
"Walk slowly, don't send."
Before going out, Wen Zhicheng stopped and looked back at him with a slight smile, "I heard that you have a girlfriend who is a psychiatrist. I don't know if she can cure your mental illness?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for his answer, he strode away.
As soon as the door opened and closed, Assistant Xiao entered with the documents.
Wen Miao, "Go and check his recent movements, he will never be as vulnerable as he appears on the surface, and pay more attention to the situation at the hospital."
Assistant Xiao was surprised, "You mean to hear about Young Master Qin?"
Wen Miao's dark eyes flashed a shadow, "Find out what Wen Zhicheng has done in the past."
"yes."
In the coffee shop downstairs of Shu Xin, Jiang Lan went straight to the corner.
At this time, Ji Shaobai was already waiting there.
Waiting for her to take a seat, Ji Shaobai passed over the ordered coffee, "Add a cube of sugar."
She glanced at it, but didn't move.
"What do you want me to do? I have an appointment in half an hour. Please hurry up.??¡±
The light in Ji Shaobai's eyes went out, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Does meeting me now make you feel uncomfortable?"
Jiang Lan's body reaction told him the answer.
"If it's okay, I'll go first." She got up and wanted to leave.
Ji Shaobai held her sleeve subconsciously, and put it down when she looked over.
"I want to talk to you about Dream Eater."
Jiang Lan looked at him from the side, feeling ridiculous in her heart, did she have the words "nosy" written on her face, why did he think she would meddle in the matter of dream eating.
"You think too much, does Dream Eater have anything to do with me?"
Ji Shaobai, "Is it enough to have something to do with Wen Miao?"
Jiang Lan's pupils narrowed slightly, and her eyes fell on him fiercely, analyzing the truth and falsehood of what he said.
Ji Shaobai looked confident, and smiled slightly, "Can you sit down and have a good chat with me now?"
Jiang Lan pressed the tip of her tongue against her back molars, and sat back slowly, "What do you mean?"
"Don't worry about that, drink coffee, we used to come here when we were together, every time you have to order a cup of the same taste, it's been so long, I don't know if it still tastes like you."
Ji Shaobai sent the coffee forward for a while.
Jiang Lan raised her hand to block it, "I don't like it for a long time."
Ji Shaobai, "Did you like other flavors?"
Jiang Lan smiled, "Because of being poor."
"At that time, the poor could hardly afford the rent, and they had to choose cheap instant noodles, let alone such a luxury as drinking coffee, which almost didn't exist."
She tapped the coffee cup with her fingertips and urged, "Please tell me clearly whether Wen Miao has anything to do with Dream Eater."
"Whether there is or not is not important anymore, as long as I say yes, then there will be."
Jiang Lan said, "Are you threatening me?"
Ji Shaobai smiled lightly, "How could that be?"
"Lanlan, no matter what time it is, you are the most important thing in my heart, please give me another chance."
Jiang Lan, "Not good."
She said, "You should respect your own decision. A good horse will never turn back. Can you let me go and let yourself go?"
She no longer had the patience to stay any longer, and Che Jilu talked over and over again, trying to see if he would listen to him.
"I forgot to tell you, this coffee shop has changed three owners, and it is no longer the original one."
Ji Shaobai's pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to stop him in a panic, "Don't you care about Wen Miao's accident?"
Jiang Lan, "I trust him!"
He let go of his hand in a daze, watching her back go further and further away, probably because of the change of boss, the coffee he drank just now felt disgusting.
Are you really going to lose her? He is not reconciled.
There was a flash of light in Ji Shaobai's eyes, and he quickly chased after him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com