"Rat poison? It's actually rat poison?" Zheng Minghua's hands and feet were cold in an instant, and he was stunned. "Isn't this Qiu a gangster? It's too cruel! Not only did he talk about murder in front of me, but he also really gave me rat poison!"

Su Wanqing held the paper bag tightly and threw it in the trash can, "There must be other people behind him. What we have to do now is to lure the people behind him out."

When cutting the grass, you must eradicate the roots.

Zheng Minghua gasped, and a series of things came straight towards him. He was almost crazy, "How to induce him?"

Even if he uses his life as bait, he is willing.

"A person with a strong desire to control will definitely not satisfy the behind-the-scenes command. Maybe he will come to Fenglin Hotel in person. At that time, we will carefully check the suspicious people and follow this clue to find the behind-the-scenes commander."

Uncle Lin was bedridden, and many people who came to admire the name of the God of Food went to Zitian Pavilion instead.

The catering department has an average business, and it is not difficult to check suspicious people.

Zheng Minghua's eyes lit up, "I'll go and prepare immediately!"

--

At noon the next day, Zheng Minghua personally inspected the catering department, instructing the waiter to clean the tea cabinet from time to time, and reminded the welcome staff to smile more and be enthusiastic.

In the restaurant, there were a few tables of guests sitting in a scattered manner.

The waiters were in order and were busy with their work.

Although the business in the hotel plummeted, everyone thought that the business was bleak and it was temporary. As long as Lin Ying got better, the business of Fenglin Hotel would definitely be booming again.

Sudden--

A plop!

The guest sitting by the window suddenly had a strange happen.

A young man in a white shirt suddenly bleeding from all his orifices, pinching his throat with both hands, as if he couldn't breathe, his face turned blue, his lips were black, and his eyes were white and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The female guest of the same person suddenly sank her face and held the young man who fainted on the ground. Her tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, screaming constantly, "Help! Someone is going to die! Help!"

"Everyone, come and help me!"

"Oh my God! What's going on? It's just a meal, why is this happening?"

...

The guests at other tables clamored and surrounded them.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Why is he bleeding from his orifices? Did he eat something wrong?"

"We're eating here, and we're eating well. He has a big bowl of soup. Suddenly, he fell into the head!" The female companion with her was crying, "Who can help me? Hurry up and call me for the first aid number!"

"Yes! That's that bowl of soup!"

“There’s something wrong with that bowl of soup!”

"Fortunately I didn't drink it, so he just drank it! Woooooo... Help! Help!"

...

Zheng Minghua heard the screams and stepped on his face. He quickly ran over and pushed away the guests around him, "I am Zheng Minghua, the general manager of the hotel. What exactly happened here?"

When the female companion heard Zheng Minghua's self-introduction, she got up from the male guest who was bleeding from the seven orifices like crazy. She grabbed Zheng Minghua's collar and cried loudly, "You compensate me for my man! You compensate me for my man!"

"My man and I came to have a meal, and we ate well, why did he bleed in all the orifices?"

"It must be you, it's your food that has something wrong with it!"

...

Some customers took the opportunity to make a fuss, "Call the police! Be sure to call the police!"

"Yes! You must find out the truth and give others justice!"

In the restaurant, it was messy.

Crying, condemning, insulting, questioning...

Almost overturned the roof of the restaurant.

At the same time, a young man sitting in a well-dressed corner slowly finished his last piece of ribs, called the waiter to buy the order, glanced coldly at the scene of becoming more out of control, and raised his lips slightly with a faint smile, and walked towards the door.

Chu Haotian and Su Wanqing wanted to fight with him, but they were still young!

He will have fun with them until they die!

He left the Fenglin Hotel, sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and clicked on the news channel.

On the TV screen, it was messy.

Countless police cars and ambulances were parked at the entrance of Fenglin Hotel, and a reporter reported on the spot, "...A horrible poisoning happened in Fenglin Hotel just now. It was initially estimated that due to the negligence of the hotel staff, the guest was infected with a poisoned rat, and his life was in danger. Fortunately, after the guests in the hotel called the emergency number and the police number, the ambulance and police car arrived at the scene in time. Fenglin Hotel has been blocked, and no one knows what will happen in the future."

"I know what happens next, please continue to pay attention to our news reports..."

Scream!

The young man turned off the TV, then smiled and called out.

Soon, the other end of the phone went through.

“Things are done well!”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Qiu was sweating heavily and his face was filled with smiles. He smiled even worse than crying. "Thank you for your praise! Thank you for your praise!" Now he didn't dare to say a word.

I was afraid that the boss would continue to arrange some special tasks for him.

He is an ordinary person! His heart cannot bear the stimulation again and again, and he just wants to live a life as an ordinary person!

"Next, there is an important task for you!"

"What...what's the mission?"

He always felt that the mysterious man would not let him go easily.

"Take down Linzhi Pharmaceutical Factory!"

Bang!

Mr. Qiu's earpiece fell heavily on the table, and his back was sweating coldly as if the tap water had been turned on, and even his words were not smooth. "Linzhi Pharmaceutical Factory is a big taxpayer. If he touched it, the police would definitely target me!"

What will he do then?

Humph! There was a cold sneer on the other end of the phone, "Mr. Qiu, you have been infected with so many lives in your hands. Do you think... can you still turn back?"

When he asked him to kill someone, he was forced to go to a dead end!

Now he wants to look back, it’s too late!

"As long as you dare to withdraw from the middle of the way, I will call the police immediately and say you have killed someone! You did these things! And I... hahaha... even this phone is rented... The police can't find me, so they can only catch you! Hahaha..."

The sinister laughter echoed in Mr. Qiu's ears, like a drill bit, drilling straight into his heart.

Mr. Qiu's hair stood up all over his body, and he felt a hundred regrets in his heart, but he didn't dare to say one more word, "Big boss, I... I have limited ability, and I can't beat them!"

He runs Zitian Pavilion and naturally knows the operating model of Fenglin Hotel.

If he lets him destroy the Fenglin Hotel, he still has some chance of winning.

But Linzhi Pharmaceutical Factory is internationally renowned. Hospitals of all sizes and big and small rely on the drugs it produces to maintain operation. Major cities also have branches, which can simply describe its performance as a monopoly industry.

How could this big company that creates a fabulous thing be bankrupt by just turning his fingers?
Chapter completed!