Chapter 102
Zhang Liu stood on the stage, watching the person in charge of the record company and the person who came to apologize and bow, did not speak, and there was no emotion on his face, while beside him, Yuan Chen seemed to be a little frightened, staring blankly at the qiē in front of him......
Zhang Liu didn't look at the negotiation between the secretary-looking person and the person in charge of the record company, and turned his eyes to look at the protagonist who caused this qiē, his ears were good, and he had already heard what the secretary had just said, and the person who made him feel frightened after just looking at it was the boss of Feixun Group.
The CEO of Feixun Group?
The name of this company is a little familiar, and then Zhang Liu remembered, he remembered Feixun Group, when he first came to work in Yuetai Restaurant, he used to feel a sudden fear, that time, he asked for leave to avoid, but this time, he didn't avoid it.
There was a vague guess in his heart, but Zhang Liu was not sure.
If this speculation is true, then it may mean that no matter how he dodges, he will still meet this person in the end - Cui Shangkun, the boss of Feixun Group.
After a while, another secretary-like person ran over and whispered a few words in the ear of Secretary Jiang, who claimed to be surnamed Jiang, Secretary Jiang looked up at the stage, and then stopped talking nonsense with the people in the record company, but walked to the stage and said to Zhang Liu: "This ...... This gentleman, our boss wants to talk to you. ”
Secretary Jiang's words woke up Yuan Chen, who was in a daze, and he said a little anxiously: "I said the wrong thing, I apologize, don't trouble Zhang Liu......"
Yuan Chen said eagerly, at this time he was very ashamed in his heart, and felt that if it wasn't for his voice just now, the people in the record company would not have misunderstood, and they would not have clashed with the person in front of him who looked very status, so he was anxious to take the responsibility on himself, for fear of causing trouble to Zhang Liu, but unfortunately, Secretary Jiang ignored Yuan Chen, looked at Zhang Liu directly, and repeated what he had just said: "The boss wants to invite you over to talk." ”
Zhang Liu's pair of apricot eyes at this time were very calm, and a little cold, without a panicked and timid look, standing there, looking at Secretary Jiang and Yiqiqi in front of him very peacefully, calm and calm.
This made Secretary Jiang's eyes cross a trace of surprise.
Secretary Jiang is just a secretary, but he is Cui Shangkun's secretary, and Cui Shangkun, simply put, is a big tyrant.
Following Cui Shangkun's side, all kinds of people have seen a lot, in general, money is a demonic thing, many people in front of very rich and rich people, they can't help but be short of breath and weak, and become very unconfident, many people, many very powerful characters in front of Cui Shangkun, Secretary Jiang has seen the unbearable ugliness of their hypocrisy and flattery.
The young man in front of him, although he didn't have any expression, was very calm, it was a kind of confident calmness, not forced, Secretary Jiang could see it, so he was surprised, but on the other side, he also had some dark conjectures, this kid didn't know what kind of weight Feixun was, and he didn't know what kind of character his boss was.
Secretary Jiang's heart was full of thoughts, but Zhang Liu didn't pay attention, he just stared at the car Cui Shangkun was sitting in from afar, and after a long time, he said one word: "Okay." ”
Since you can't hide, you won't hide.
Zhang Liu took a slight breath, walked down from the side of the stage, and then walked through the venue where the fight was raging just now, walked to Cui Shangkun's car, knocked on the window, and then pulled the car door to get into the car.
Sitting in the car, when Cui Shangkun opened his mouth and asked, "Who is this next to you?" When he said this, Zhang Liu seemed to understand, and then he pursed his mouth and bit his lip, clenched his fists slightly, and there was a panic in his heart, and then a burst of unfair anger.
Cui Shangkun didn't notice the subtle change in Zhang Liu's expression, he looked like he had seen a ghost at this time, in fact, he also felt that he seemed to be a ghost.
As a staunch believer in Marxist atheism, Cui Shangkun has always been disdainful of ghosts and gods, but looking at the guy next to Zhang Liu who looked exactly like Zhang Liu but was still translucent and black, Cui Shangkun frowned, and then suddenly he reached out to touch the translucent Zhang Liu who looked like a "ghost".
Cui Shangkun's temperament has always been like this, sharp and stubborn, stunned, he didn't believe that there was such a thing as a ghost in the world, so he reached out to touch it, wanting to confirm whether he was dazzled.
Zhang Liu, who was still immersed in anger, was awakened by Cui Shangkun's action of reaching out, grabbed Cui Shangkun's wrist, and blurted out "You can't touch it!" But before Zhang Liu could say this, another situation shocked him.
Zhang Liu's body at this time is very good, and the aura and the incense energy absorbed by it are constantly easy to wash the marrow, and constantly optimized, and gradually get rid of the dirt that belongs to ordinary people, but after all, the *mortal fetus is the *mortal fetus, Zhang Liu's body is slender, not the kind of strong figure, and Cui Shangkun, although he is not a strong person, but he is still more fierce than Zhang Liu's body, and the bone rods and muscles are thicker than Zhang Liu, in other words, it is simply more than strength, more than the strength of the wrist, Zhang Liu's skeletal muscles determined that the natural force he could exert must be less than Cui Shangkun's, so Zhang Liu used a little cultivation when he grabbed Cui Shangkun's wrist.
However, what made Zhang Liu horrified was that from the moment he held the other party's wrist in order to stop Cui Shangkun, where he touched the other party's skin, his cultivation began to leak out endlessly.
For example, if he is a container filled with incense refining cultivation, such as thinking of a water bottle, then Cui Shangkun's hand is like a faucet or straw inserted into the side of the water bottle, and the cultivation in his body is constantly leaking into Cui Shangkun's body, and it is the place where their fingers touch.
It's not just Xiuwei, where the two of them touch their hands, as if an energy vortex has formed, and the "Zhang Liu" next to Zhang Liu also asked with a surprised look on his face at this time: "What's the matter?" Then the words fell, and "Zhang Liu" was crushed by the whirlpool of energy, and was also absorbed into Cui Shangkun's body, and Zhang Liu also noticed that the evil qi around him was also pouring madly into Cui Shangkun's body.
Almost gritting his teeth, Zhang Liu began to break Cui Shangkun's hand with his other hand, hoping to break the two of them, this time Zhang Liu was shrewd, he didn't use cultivation, he simply used the strength of his wrist to break it, because if his other hand also used cultivation energy, it would only create another leakage point on his "water bottle".
And almost at the same time, Cui Shangkun's other hand stopped his movements, Zhang Liu looked up, and saw that Cui Shangkun's eyes were faintly dark black, Zhang Liu panicked, and tried desperately to disassemble the two, but there was no power of cultivation to help, Zhang Liu himself was a mortal, but it was not Cui Shangkun's person, and soon the two fought.
Zhang Liu is actually full of fighting, after all, he is a human being in the third life, but that is compared with ordinary people, when he was Liu Ling, he was a good boy and rarely fought, when he was Xie Yong, he learned flying swordsmanship, but the kung fu of his fists and feet was rarely dabbled, "Zhang Liu" has a few fighting experiences in his memory, but where can he compare with Cui Shangkun, who retired from special forces.
The fists and feet were torn, and soon, Zhang Liu's Hua Dan makeup was spent, and his hair was messy, because of the fight in the narrow space in the back seat of the car, and the folds of the makeup on his body were again, this kind of costume-like costume was easy to tear apart when he moved.
By the time Zhang Liu pulled the car door like he was fighting for his life, he staggered out, his costume had already been half rubbed away in the scuffle, revealing his snow-white neck and half of his shoulders, and the makeup on his face, especially the red lips on his mouth, were rubbed open along the corners of his lips, like a blood stain.
Zhang Liu fell out of the car with this look, and the onlookers around him all had a "slumped" expression, especially Secretary Jiang, who was simply stunned