633 The Taste of Prison Rice
"Call the police?" As soon as he heard these two words, 6 Qinglian felt that something was wrong. Although the loss of the dress was very big, it was not enough to call the police, right?
They can find the organizer or person in charge of the venue. These people should be responsible for this place, so it is definitely no problem to ask them to help find it, but if you call the police...
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She wanted Cheng Fangli to give up the idea of calling the police. Unexpectedly, before she could come, she remembered that Cheng Fangli immediately gave the girl beside her a look. She saw that the girl ran out to call the police without thinking, but Cheng Fangli and Butler Wu stood quietly. They seemed to be indifferent to it, which made 6 Qinglian feel very strange.
If it were normal, with Miss Cheng's temper, she would definitely ask Butler Wu to call the police as soon as possible. She would definitely handle the matter first and then cause trouble for them. This time, why did she have to need the help of two irrelevant people?
After a while, the girl who ran out to make the phone came back and said, "I have called the police and have contacted the organizer of the venue. They are rushing over now."
Cheng Fangli immediately said, "Okay, I understand. There is no business for you here, so you can leave."
6 Qinglian and the girl looked at each other, and the two of them showed a hesitant look in their eyes. Before they could say anything, Butler Wu immediately rushed them out of the lounge. Not only that, Butler Wu also specially drove them to a place far from Cheng's lounge.
When Butler Wu returned to the lounge, he panted and said, "My Miss Cheng, what are you planning to do today?"
"Dispose those dresses quickly and then remove all the surveillance footage that can capture you as soon as possible!"
"What?" Butler Wu was incredible at what Cheng Fangli said. He said in surprise, "Doing these things in such a short time?"
Cheng Fangli was also a little anxious, and she roared in a low voice: "It's just that you can do everything for me in such a short time! If you don't do it well, the police will come. Then you lose the face of the Cheng family and I'll see what you do!"
Butler Wu immediately replied, "Okay! OK! I will do it!" As he said, a line of sweat was clearly seen from the side of his cheek. Before he could finish his words, he ran out of the lounge in a flash. In just one second, he could no longer see him.
After seeing Butler Wu go out, Cheng Fangli finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still very nervous.
Although she has planned many things since she was a child, she has not been as anxious as she is today. She must arrange everything as quickly as possible. After Butler Wu completes it, what is waiting for her is her victory.
When Cheng Fangli thought of this, she smiled unconsciously. The reason why she smiled was because she had the confidence to win. She believed that she would not miss this time, and could even pull Ye Minglang into a whisper that would never be restored.
"Hehe." Before he knew it, Cheng Fangli sneered.
She thought to herself, even if Ye Minglang’s back is related to the Song family, so what?
She is not an important person from the Song family. If the Song family knew that this woman was unpredictable and had a misunderstanding with the thief who stole and invited guests, would the Song family still protect her?
She must let Ye Minglang taste the taste of prison rice!
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Chapter completed!