"How dare you hit me? I'll kill you!"
Chris became angry with shame. He didn't think of Eric dared to fight back. He almost screamed and jumped up and rushed over!
Eric quickly took Chris's fist and threw him aside.
The Smiths used to have a very strict family rules. Women in the family needed to keep fit and strong, while men even needed to practice martial arts. When Eric was six years old, his grandfather asked the security captain to teach him martial arts and Military Boxing.
Chris has already been hollowed out by wine and s*x. He had no skills in fighting. He was not Eric's opponent at all!
"Who dares to make trouble here? Stop!" just as Chris was crazy and wanted to rush over, a middle-aged man in a suit suddenly stepped downstairs, followed by more than a dozen strong men in black.
The strong men rushed over and directly controlled Chris, who was yelling.
Chris still struggled, but he was caught by a big man and pressed his arm. He immediately screamed in pain.
Eric was also controlled, but Eric stood still and the bodyguards didn't do anything to him.
"What are you doing? s**t, you're the lobby manager, aren't you? Do you know who I am? I'm Chris Brown, you know? Let go of me!" Chris was suppressed and was still shouting wildly.
The lobby manager ignored him and looked at the cashier in front of him. The young woman quickly whispered about the situation here.
The middle-aged man nodded and said lightly, "it's Mr. Brown. Sorry for what happened earlier."
The lobby manager hesitated, but he still said, "do you know where this is? Dare you to make trouble here?"
"I'm not making trouble here. I'm disciplining my family dog. He's Eric and my sister’s loser husband in the Browns. It’s none of your business." Chris snorted and resumed his previous arrogance.
The voice fell, and the whispering around became louder. Several people looked at Eric's expression full of banter. They all heard that the Browns had a loser son-in-law, but they didn't expect that it was the young man in front of them.
"Hehe, I haven't seen anyone dare to make troubles here for a long time." At this time, a man's voice came from upstairs.
They followed the voice and saw a middle-aged man walking down the stairs.
The man was about 50 years old. His hair has turned grey, but he has a height of 1.8 meters. He has a straight waist and full of spirit.
He was wearing an ordinary gray sweater. He looked very ordinary, but his eyes were deep, leaving a sense of hegemony.
This person was Carey Zhang, the owner of the Bay hotel.
"Hello, Uncle Zhang."
"It's Mr. Zhang. Nice to meet you."
Seeing Carey, some diners in the restaurant stood up and greeted.
"Hehe, nice to meet you. Hope you have a nice dinner." Carey also put his hands together and responded to the guests one by one.
"Don't blame for our poor serve."
"It's all right, we're all right. Mr. Zhang, don't care about us."
"Yes, yes." Some people in the restaurant waved their hands one after another to show that they didn't care.
What was a big man? This was the big man!
When the lobby manager saw the boss coming, his tone was also firm. He glanced at Eric and looked at Chris: "Sir, let me tell you three things. First: no matter who you are, you make troubles here, and I'll throw you out!
Second: Family affairs should be solved at home. Not here!
Third: please be polite! "
The voice fell, and the bodyguard escorting Chris's arm pressed hard again. Suddenly, Chris screamed in pain.
This was the Bay hotel. Few people dared to make trouble here! Everyone knew that Carey, the owner of Bay the Hotel, was the first to mix with the gangsters. No one dared to make trouble here!
When Chris saw Carey, he suddenly woke up. He was so frightened that he quickly bowed his head, and the got sweat on his face. It was Carey.
Eric looked at Carey and hurriedly lowered his head. No one paid attention.
But Eric was not afraid of Carey, but he knew Carey, because they were old friends many years ago.
Carey started his business at the age of 45. In those years, he was just a small gangster. He led a group of brothers in the demolition business. He was a trivial little man.
Later, with the development of the national economy, Carey wanted to take the opportunity to go ashore and set up a company to do business. But he had no money and no power. When he went to the Smith’s to talk about business, no one paid attention to him.
At that time, Eric was just 16 years old, but he felt that Carey was a good man and he liked him very much. Carey not only had a sharp mind, but also attached great importance to righteousness. Therefore, although his brothers have had a hard time, they were willing to follow him.
At the age of 16, Eric also liked the kind of brotherhood, so he privately decided to invest 500000 in him and asked his father to entrust Carey to set up a company.
At that time, Carey shed tears of gratitude.
However, unlike Zack, Eric only sponsored or helped at that time. He didn't want shares at all. After the bankruptcy of the Smiths, he no longer paid attention to the person he had helped.
After all, he couldn't even protect himself.
After so many years, now he met Carey again. Unexpectedly, he has successfully started a business and become the owner of the Bay hotel.
He really didn't choose the wrong person.
When the lobby manager saw Carey coming, he quickly whispered a few words in his ear.
Carey nodded, glanced at Chris and motioned the bodyguard to let him go.
Immediately he looked at Eric again, slightly stunned and frowned slightly.
"This... young friend, can you raise your head?" Carey's voice was a little surprised and looked at Eric up and down. He was excited and his expression was very serious.
The onlookers around were also stunned. They had never seen Carey like this at this time, but most of them thought that the son-in-law of the Browns had offended Carey somewhere.
Now there's a good play!
Chris also thought so. At this time, Chris had been released by the bodyguard and hurried to Carey.
"Loser, raise your head quickly. s**t, what are you doing? Now you know you're ashamed?"
Chris pointed to Eric and scolded angrily, and looked at Carey flatteringly: "president Zhang, this man is my Brown family's son-in-law. He is a loser and likes to make trouble. I really didn't mean to make trouble here. I just want to teach him a lesson. I..."
"Get out!" Carey glared at Chris and roared.
His voice was so angry that Chris's head was buzzing. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything. He took the Secretary and left quickly.
Carey ignored Chris and looked deeply at Eric in front of him. He couldn't believe it! He couldn't believe he could still meet this boy in his life!
Ten years ago, he was ready to start a business, but he didn't have enough money. No one was willing to pay attention to him. Eric was the young master of the Smiths, a 16-year-old boy. He not only gave him 500000, but also got someone to pave the way for him.
He didn't forget this kindness!
In recent years, Carey has succeeded in business. Naturally, he also knew the bankruptcy of the Smiths. But after inquiring, he learned that the fallen Smiths had separated. Eric didn't get anything and disappeared.
Now, although ten years have passed, Eric has changed a lot, but he recognized him all at once with one look.
"Young master, is that you..."
Carey's voice trembled. He attached great importance to righteousness and always wanted to repay his kindness. Eric was his biggest concern and worry these years. He was afraid that the young master would not live well.
Eric had a bad time. He heard what the lobby manager and Chris said just now. The young master became the son-in-law of the Browns!
And Chris, such a scum, dared to yell at the young master and start beating and scolding!
Hearing the name of the young master, Eric knew that he had been recognized.
"Poop!"
At this time, Carey's straight waist was slightly bent, and his 1.8-meter body suddenly knelt on the ground!