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Chapter 770 What's the use of raising you trash?

Qiao Jinqiu ordered: "After the fans finish their meeting, invite these two women to me!"

"I understand, Mr. Qiao, please ensure that you complete the task!"

Everyone said together.

Qiao Jinqiu then left.

He was in a French restaurant, waiting for the arrival of the two.

He likes the sense of ritual.

Everything needs romance.

Otherwise, such a woman would be a waste of resources if she slept.

The atmosphere must be well set off.

So he sent someone to invite him.

Instead of forcibly bringing it back.

In the evening, after the fan meeting ends.

Just as Li Ziran and Zheng Zihan were about to leave, an extended Rolls-Royce was parked at the door.

There were several servants next to the car, all wearing tuxedoes.

The head housekeeper even gave a gentlemanly gift: "Ms. Li, Hello, Miss Zheng! On behalf of the Qiao Qiao family, I invite you to have dinner together!"

But at this moment, Ye Junlin drove to the front and stood in front of the bonus Rolls-Royce.

"Let's go, get in the car and treat you to dinner."

Ye Junlindao.

Li Ziran and Zheng Zihan rejected the invitation from the Qiao family butler, got into Ye Junlin's car, and then left.

These servants were stunned for a long time before they reacted one by one.

"What's going on? Why are people picked up?"

Everyone was stunned.

Not only did the person not invite him, he was even picked up by a man.

"Chase, chase me quickly!"

A group of people chased them out, but there were still people there?

Everyone was stunned.

I was stolen, how can I explain to Mr. Qiao when I go back?

In a French restaurant.

Qiao Jinqiu looked at the servants in front of him and smiled.

"Catch both of you in front of you?"

Qiao Jinqiu asked while holding a knife in his left hand and a fork in his right hand.

The middle-aged butler lowered his head and said tremblingly: "Yes, young master, we didn't catch up!"

"But Master, I've sent someone to find it."

Qiao Jinqiu waved to him: "Come here!"

The middle-aged housekeeper came to Qiao Jinqiu in confusion.

"Young Master, you have something to do, please give me instructions."

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Qiao Jinqiu's eyes.

"Puff!"

The fork in his hand pierced into the butler's body.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

...

Qiao Jinqiu did not stop and repeatedly stabbed her hard with a fork.

For a moment, blood splattered.

After pricking for more than a dozen times, the butler lost any breath.

He fell straight to the ground, making a bang.

"What's the use of me raising you waste?"

Qiao Jinqiu roared.

"Young Master, we were wrong..."

The other servants immediately fell to their knees and kept begging for mercy.

Qiao Jinqiu came to these people with a knife and fork.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

...
Chapter completed!
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