When Jiang Qiran thought of Ye Linlang, his heart tightened.
He strode to the front of the Golden Lake Western restaurant and saw two middle-aged men with bruised and swollen faces being escorted to the police car by a few uniformed police officers.
Could it be that there was a robbery or something like that?
Jiang Qiran saw the traces of fighting on the two middle-aged men and thought of ye Linlang working here, afraid that something would happen to her.
Therefore, Jiang Qiran immediately pulled over a man in a suit who looked like a restaurant manager.
“What happened to your restaurant?”
He asked slowly with a sense of pressure that came from deep within his bones. He was clearly indifferent, but it made people feel that he was so arrogant that they wanted to submit.
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