"I'll beat you to death."

"I told you you couldn't control the crotch thing."

"Next time, I actually cut it."

"Laugh? You're still laughing,! If I hadn't hurt my hand, I'd screw you dead liar. ”

Weng Tingjun stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the messy bangs on Sika's forehead, "No wonder only two of your ten fingers don't have nail polish on your middle fingers." ”

"......" Sika reacted half a beat slowly, racked his brains and thought for a long time and finally came back to his senses, opened his mouth angrily and bit Weng Tingjun's shoulder regardless of it.

The location of the bite is still the place where Sister Suyan shot, Sika is even more angry, I bite, I bite you, I bite you to death.

Weng Tingjun was in pain, it was very painful, but he didn't move, silently bearing a qiē, while enduring the severe pain, he stroked Sika's hair with his hand.

Jingle bells.

The phone that Weng Tingjun had in his pocket rang.

"Kim Young-min!"

"Our president?"

"Hmm."

As soon as he saw the caller ID, Sika let go of his little mouth, and instantly shrank into Weng Tingjun's arms like a well-behaved kitten.

"Yo-Isn't this President Wuli Kim? How- come to congratulate me? ”

"Congratulations?" Jin Yingmin frowned, didn't care about this detail, and said straight to the point: "Weng Tingjun, tell me what do you want?" What the hell do we need to let S*M go! ”

Weng Tingjun sneered, let you go? Is this a begging attitude?

Looking at Weng Tingjun's movements, Sika opened his mouth wide, "You hung up on him like this?" ”

"Why can't I hang up on him?"

Sika lowered her head and bit her lip, suddenly remembering what the caterpillar had said.

Is this the distance you are talking about?

But why—his hand and my heart cut two pieces of clothing?

"Get your hands off—" Sika said coquettishly.

And then the phone rang again.

Sure enough.

The call was still from Kim Young-min.

Weng Tingjun decided not to answer the call.

Since the other party has a request for him, then there is no need to worry, anyway, it's not a congratulatory call, is it?

"Take your hands off—" Sika clamped her legs tightly, her tone pleading, her pretty face getting hotter. Her eyes became more and more blurred, and her eyebrows became more and more amorous.

"Do you want to hang up your president?"

Sika's heart suddenly jumped suddenly, and his tone trembled: "Can I do it?" ”

I don't know if it's because he was going to hang up Kim Youngmin's phone and became trembling with excitement, or because Weng Tingjun's hand had already crossed the mountains......

OK.

Why not.

Sika picked up Weng Tingjun's phone. His hands shook for a moment, and then he scraped the screen excitedly.

Hung up.

Ha ha.

I hung up on him.

At this time, the president's nose must be crooked, right?

Tell you to use us as tools!

So that you don't treat me as a human being!

Tell you to take advantage of us!

Tell you to squeeze us!

Hit again.

Hang again.

Hit again.

Hang again.

Sika's face grew redder and his breath became shorter.

"Give it to me." Weng Tingjun really didn't want to interrupt Sika, who was out of play, and looking at Sika's appearance, you could imagine how bad Kim Youngmin's image was in her mind. Korean entertainers are not worth a lot of cheeks. As the president of the company, the people who speak the loudest can imagine what kind of desperate life they are living! But it's important to get down to business......

"I still want to hang."

"There's a chance you'll kick him in the face!"

"It's a deal!"

"Well, that's a deal."

Reluctantly, Weng Tingjun withdrew his hand from Sika's T-shirt, picked up the phone, and pressed the speakerphone.

Sika hid in Weng Tingjun's arms more emotionally, her hands are not convenient now, but her mouth is still free, she wants to announce to the world that the domineering man in front of her, the man in front of him who gave him a lot of courage, is hers. So she's going to — she's going to — planting strawberries!

Plant strawberries all over Weng Tingjun's neck, and eat them when they bloom and bear fruit next year!

……

……

After being hung up several times in a row, Kim Yingmin's nose was crooked, and his heart became more and more angry, but his tone became more and more humble, there was no way - what can be done? Weng Tingjun is now pinching their weakness, and he can only submit to soft-

"Ting Junxi, make a condition, Bian Boxian can't get on the stage. You should let him go in large numbers. Kim Young-min's tone was humble and hoarse.

Yes, S*M is known to have a big boss behind it, but since S*M was established, it has never encountered such a dilemma. There has never been a time when you need to turn to a big boss.

The big boss can make a move.

And what about him?

What about him and Li Xiuman?

Will you be beaten into the cold palace by the big boss immediately?

So-now is not the time to ask for help from the big boss, but to negotiate terms with Weng Tingjun! Things have not yet reached the point of no return, and there is still room for negotiation.

"I want girlhood!"

"Impossible!"

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

"Weng Tingjun, do you really want to break the net? You have to know that once we use our political power, you and your entertainment—"

"Are you just going to repeat it?" Weng Tingjun suddenly smiled, "Look." You still have to congratulate me. ”

Congratulations?

Why congratulations?

Kim Young-min didn't know what Weng Ting-kyun was selling.

"Look at today's newspaper."

Kim Young-min immediately asked the secretary to bring in all the newspapers today, there is no need to look for them at all, several newspapers and periodicals are reporting the same thing.

SK and Ong's Enterprises have reached a cooperation to create a new energy company in South Korea, and the Chinese government attaches great importance to it.

"You-"

Kim Youngmin's face changed suddenly, what is this? What the hell is this?

How did SK Choi and Ong Jeong-gyun cooperate?

Why did Ms. Park and Weng Tingjun squeeze their eyebrows?

Kim Young-min suddenly brightened.

No wonder no wonder –

No wonder Ms. Park praised Weng Tingjun at the beginning, no wonder Ms. Park paid attention to Tiara, and no wonder Ms. Park asked Tiara to participate in the China-Korea conference......

All of a sudden brightened.

"Tingjun xi—I can disband EXO."

“EXO？ What is the difference between him disbanding now and not disbanding??? Are you overestimating EXO? I want girlhood — you know. ”

Hearing this, Jin Yingmin's face turned completely pale.

Sika is frowning and dancing, looking forward to Shenfei.

Taeyeon doesn't have to swallow anymore.

Yuna no longer has to shoot TV series that she doesn't like at all.

Xu Xian can also be himself well.

I- I can love for once.

"Impossible! Weng Tingjun deceived people too much, you will regret it-"

When you teamed up with other companies to deal with Tiara—

When you made Tiara for the first time on the Black Sea!

Have you ever thought about deceiving people too much?

Tiara almost encountered unspoken rules in Hong Kong.

Tiara: During the period of Cutie Song and Little Apple, how did you control public opinion?

How did Apink leave the group?

How did Tiara's Hachi leave the group?

Why haven't you thought about deceiving people too much at this time?

"Regrets? I don't regret those two words in my dictionary at all! (To be continued.) )