"What did you get?" Yan Muxi wondered.

Yan Su took out a crumpled tissue from his trouser pocket: "Yang Xing's hair." ”

After the words fell, Ms. Chen and Yan Muxi looked at him with surprised eyes.

Yan Su raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "I also found someone to teach her a lesson, don't talk nonsense, contact Dr. Wang quickly." ”

Only since the last time the yellow hair was cleaned up by Yan Muxi, he has not provoked Yan Su again, every time he happens to meet Yan Su, he also sweetly brings his brothers to call him Brother Su, men are not like women are very vindictive, and they use their fists and a sentence to solve the problem.

Huang Mao called him Brother Su in front of Yan Su's good brothers, so that he could have more face and more prestige, and the two of them established a deep friendship, often playing ball together, eating together, and guarding the tower together, so Yan Su's in-service education is also very popular, and he only needs one sentence to ask someone to help him do things.

......

When Ms. Chen went to look for Yang Fen, Yang Xing was called to an alley near vocational education by a strange phone call, but as soon as she got there, she was beaten by several young girls, and a few hairs were pulled out in pain.

"It hurts!"

Yang Fen held a cotton swab in her hand and frowned: "I haven't touched you yet." ”

Yang Xing's hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes exuded anger: "I'm really convinced!!"

The girls who beat Yang Xing looked like little sisters who often did this kind of thing, they covered Yang Xing's head with garbage bags to prevent her from seeing their appearances, and there was no camera in that place, and Yang Xing had no way to find someone, so he could only be beaten in vain.

"Ahhh

Yang Fen snorted: "Don't move." ”

"Don't wipe it, the wound is not on the face," Yang Xing thought for a moment, and then patted his thigh: "I know who it is!!"

She said to herself: "It must be Yan Muxi, a slut." ”

Yang Fen, who heard this, paused: "Don't talk about people like that." ”

Yang Xing turned his head to look at Yang Fen, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking arc: "What are you protecting her for? ”

Yang Fen couldn't bear it anymore, her emotions exploded, and she got up from the sofa suddenly: "Yang Xing, you stop me, don't provoke their family!"

When the words fell, Yang Xing got up, and she yelled: "What do you tell me not to provoke their family, it's obvious that their family is pulling me, and it's their family who should pay it back!"

Yang Fen held her forehead, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes: "You want to ruin your father?"

"That's right!" Yang Xing didn't hesitate, the anger in his eyes was ignited, and his tone was cold and warm: "I'm going to destroy him!

After the words fell, Yang Fen sat on the sofa limply, and her eyes suddenly became empty.

She regretted it.

Yang Xing bypassed Yang Fen, and then walked to the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror, and said in her heart: What belongs to her will soon be taken away by her.

Then she looked down and saw that the toothbrush in the toothcup was gone.

She rolled her eyes: "Mom, you lost your toothbrush again, and I've only used it for a few days." ”

Yang Fen turned his head, and before he could reply, Yang Xing said, "Speechless," and then slammed the door shut.

Yang Fen looked back sluggishly, and then thought of Ms. Chen.

......

The leaves of the trees in the park dance and fall down from time to time, rippling in the pond, and the water surface is blown by the wind to form tiny ripples.

"Director Lin, I found that you don't like lively places. ”

Lin Kui looked ahead: "A quiet place can make a better conversation, and a lively place will make me impetuous." ”

The man beside him smiled.

Lin Kui took a hard puff of his cigarette and talked about business: "Old Yang, they didn't find your niece." ”

Lao Yang shook his head.

"It's good," Lin Kui drew a victor's smile: "It's another good show tonight, the person who sits at the top of Hope Entertainment is no longer surnamed Yan..." ”

In the early hours of the morning, the marketing account released a video.

In the smoky, brightly lit box, a woman sits... On a man's lap, the picture is beautiful...... It's ridiculous.

The title of the video is: Hope Entertainment Boss supports an artist under it.

An hour after the video was sent, one of its artists followed up with a long article, revealing that she was forced by Mr. Yan to threaten him in the name of Xuezang, and she was forced to do so.

The video and the long post posted by the artist once again pushed Mr. Yan into the enclave of public opinion, and saliva flew all over the sky, and they raised their keyboards to start a new round of attacks.

At this moment, Mr. Yan, who is sitting in the office, has been calling his mobile phone continuously, and various reporters want to seize this favorable report.

But the party concerned was as steady as Mount Tai, sitting calmly in the boss's chair, looking like he was out of the matter.

Secretary Zhao, who was standing in front, looked at Mr. Yan's calm appearance, which made her even more afraid: "Yan... Mr. Yan..."

Mr. Yan pulled his tie and looked up at her: "What do you think of this video?" ”

Secretary Zhao clutched the corner of his clothes tightly: "This is definitely not you, I have followed you for so many years, and I know your character very well." ”

"Then what are you still standing here, go deal with it!"

Secretary Zhao was yelled at and trembled: "I'll go now." ”

"Wait!" Mr. Yan called out to her again.

Secretary Zhao turned around and looked timid: "What else do you have to order?"

"You go home first, and we'll deal with it tomorrow. ”

Mr. Yan's eyes were disappointed, and his fingers tapped the table rhythmically: "Lin Kui, Lin Kui, I treat you as a friend, what do you treat me for?!"

At half past two in the morning, Mr. Yan returned home.

"It's back. ”

Mr. Yan turned on the light, and the room suddenly brightened: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

Ms. Chen sat on the sofa with a tired face: "How can I sleep, those old foxes have started to move." ”

Mr. Yan sat down next to Ms. Chen: "Hmm. ”

Ms. Chen leaned on the back of the sofa and rubbed her eyebrows: "Yan Zhengcheng." ”

Mr. Yan listened to her serious tone: "What's wrong?"

"Yang..."When the words came to her mouth, she held them in her throat again, and she changed the topic and said another thing: "I found where Yang Fen and Yang Xing are, they were arranged in a high-end community, I found out from Yang Fen's mouth, Yang Xing has been going out early and returning late these days..." ”

Mr. Yan nodded, looking expected: "There will be a shareholders' meeting tomorrow, and they are going to start acting." ”

"Do you know who it is?"

Mr. Yan shook his head, extremely disappointed: "He wants to suppress it, let me go..." ”