Chapter 69: Smashing the Field

"I think the boss's proposal is good, at least it is the first in the country, and I think singing is also a talent, I have a few friends, it is the kind of singing that is completely out of tune, no matter how you change it, but it is very distinctive"

Hong Jinlong interjected.

"Moreover, even if you lose money, it doesn't matter, seniors, the last thing our Immortal Alliance Consortium lacks is money"

The staff and artists of Mango Entertainment are simply going crazy, how have they ever seen such a madness, the most important thing is money, do they treat money as paper.

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"Boss He, what's the matter, the company has offended you for a long time, and you want our brothers to solve it?"

In a bar near the Mango Building, Ho Houhua was discussing with a few tired thugs in black jackets.

"Don't have long eyes?"

He Houhua sneered.

"I'll give you 100,000 yuan, you help me smash the first floor of the Mango Building, I see what kind of madness he is taking!"

Several young people took the bank card, laughed, and greeted the young man with green hair, and suddenly a large number of gangsters with sticks poured out from the depths of the bar, all with unruly expressions.

"What's wrong, boss"

"Who are you going to clean up this time?"

The green-haired young man sneered.

"This time, the brothers are going to smash the Mango Mansion!"

A group of people rushed outside, the motorcycle made a loud buzzing noise, and He Houhua and Zhou Mei sneered and got into a taxi and followed.

Li Yang and others are still discussing the details of the new show. At this moment, there were a few loud and clicking sounds downstairs, followed by a few rough and arrogant shouts.

"Garbage Mango TV, smash it for Lao Tzu!"

"Haha, smashed their building!"

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly attached to the window, and saw the thugs in black clothes at No. 30 or 40, armed with knives and sticks, running from afar.

"How can this be, nothing like this has ever happened in the company, how dare they come to Mango to make trouble"

Chen Wenyin and other artists have never seen this kind of formation, but they saw Li Yang waving his hand to Hong Jinlong, and said impatiently.

"Go sweep away all this garbage and ask who brought them here. By the way, let them hand over all the money and pay Lao Tzu glass money"

What? Li Yang asked his driver to go down alone to deal with it, didn't this make people die?

"Yes, Senpai"

Hong Jinlong didn't say a word, his face was calm and disappeared at the door, and the group of people were dumbfounded.

"Don't be impulsive, boss, this group of people is obviously an underworld, let's call the police quickly! Call that big brother back, don't be beaten to death"

Chen Wenyin hurriedly said, at this moment, Hong Jinlong had already appeared downstairs, standing coldly in front of more than 30 people rushing towards him.

On the other side of the street, a black window rolled down, revealing He Houhua's cold face, and beside him, Zhou Mei also gloated at the Mango Building.

"You really dare to expel me, I said that I will make you pay, this is just the beginning! I want you to know that without me He Houhua, Mango Entertainment will definitely go out of business!"

"I really want to see how angry that kid looks now, aren't you rich, and you dare to break the contract with me!

Zhou Mei was so angry before, but at this time she was full of the pleasure of revenge.

More than 30 people rushed forward with sticks, looked at Hong Jinlong, and laughed at the green-haired kid at the head.

"Uncle, go home, it's not for you outside, you're old"

"Hahahaha, hurry up and go home and pick up the child"

A few people kept laughing, and the green-haired man was secretly refreshed, how could he dare to come to this kind of place to make trouble in the past, but this time he got the tacit approval of the big man, and there was a benefit fee, so he immediately brought someone here.

At first glance, there was only one security guard who looked to be thirty or forty years old, and he almost laughed.