Why is it emphasized that her surname is Zheng? And when I mentioned it, I was very proud, which is intriguing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was also a journalist. Are there still reporters seeking diving this year? However, Weng Tingjun also got some information from this, the reporters who came to this banquet this time are not ordinary people, almost all of them have backgrounds behind them, a woman, and a woman with an elegant temperament and beautiful appearance.

This journalist... Not ordinary.

Zheng Mengyun was so sure that he was going to invite her for a drink after he saw something? Weng Tingjun suddenly raised a hint of interest.

Zheng Mengyun handed over an envelope, the envelope was very thick, and the seal was meticulous, Weng Tingjun opened the envelope with a slight frown.

The photo is very clear, and several landmark buildings let Weng Tingjun know that this is on the way to Jiangbei District, and when he turns down, Weng Tingjun's brows are getting deeper and deeper.

These photos are not landscape photos, but a ..... between him and Han Enjing yesterday Yesterday I went to the suburbs to see a photo of a car shock.

The last one can even clearly see the faces of him and Eun Jing, although there is nothing substantive underneath, but seeing the two sitting upright and hugging each other, Eun Jing's face is enough to say something.

Weng Tingjun secretly said that it was not good.

Worst!

This Zheng Mengyun is not good.

"Don't worry, I have no ill will towards you, and I can vouch for my life, these photos are only seen by you and me in this life."

"What do you want?" Dare to break into the tiger's den alone, presumably Zheng Mengyun must have something to rely on, I am afraid that there is still a backhand, Weng Ting does not dare to act rashly.

"Do you think you should treat me to a drink now?"

Weng Tingjun looked at the woman again. I saw that this woman was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a melon seed face, very beautiful appearance, a pair of big eyes that were dark and bright, these eyes were very strong, as if Weng Tingjun was just his prey, and the corners of her mouth were also smiling, under the backdrop of a simple black style of tight sweater, **** was even more upright. The willow waist is slender, the hem of the sweater is a very short ******, and the pair of long legs that are one meter three are swaying tightly together, even in this kind of light that is not transparent, Weng Tingjun can see the green tendons on these legs, these legs are very slender, but they are a little round, just right.

It is white, slender, and seems to be very elastic.

"It's rude to look at a woman for a long time with such a gaze."

"No, no, no, you're wrong, politeness is based on mutual respect, and you took my picture without my consent, by the way, you just said you were a journalist? How do I feel like you're a paparazzi? "Zheng Mengyun has something to rely on, Weng Tingjun has no confidence? Joke...... Since Zheng Mengyun got the photo and didn't announce it, there is a chance that eight out of ten #nine are asking for something, which is the case... That's polite!

"You ---" Zheng Mengyun's face showed obvious anger at this time, but he soon smiled again, and changed his standing posture very elegantly, so that his long legs were more conspicuously exposed under Weng Tingjun's nose.

Weng Tingjun wondered, what kind of reporter does such a nine-headed beauty not go to be a model? Does this idle egg hurt?

"I don't have patience, especially with beautiful women. Say, how to shut you up. ”

Zheng Mengyun frowned slightly, this Weng Tingjun was indeed not very polite, she selectively ignored Weng Tingjun's rudeness, "Don't you think it's ----"

"If you want to drink, you can take it yourself, this is not what I organized." There's something wrong with this woman, and she can't get along with a treat today? Weng Tingjun pondered, should he tie up this woman of unknown origin back?!

Zheng Mengyun had a few black lines on his face, and thought: No wonder some people say that Weng Tingjun is a tyrant, but the more this is the case, the simpler it is.

"The photo is for you, rest assured, this is the manuscript. I don't need you to do anything, but you can help me unconditionally when I need it. Of course, it will not harm the interests of your company, which is the premise of our cooperation. ”

Weng Tingjun has always had a question in his heart, Che Zhen was a temporary idea, although he didn't bring bodyguards, but he also has a strong sense of prevention, how could these photos fall into Zheng Mengyun's hands?

How did she know?

How did she get it?

And on the premise of not alarming yourself!

Before she finished thinking about one question, Zheng Mengyun left another question behind.

The photo was actually returned? And it's still a manuscript. What kind of medicine is sold in Zheng Mengyun's gourd?!

"You'll be glad for this decision, President Weng has taken his leave, and we'll meet again." Seeing Weng Tingjun accept his business card, Zheng Mengyun's smile became even brighter, and he turned around and walked away without taking a cloud with him, and when he walked to the door, he turned around.

The look of wanting to refuse and welcome, with a shy look, seems to have rubbed Weng Tingjun's heart.

Just when Zheng Mengyun was about to disappear in front of Weng Tingjun's eyes, a short figure rushed over, and Zheng Mengyun had to stop and look at this reckless figure with a frown.

"Oppa, no, something happened." The short figure was none other than IU, and I saw her panting and running in front of Weng Tingjun.

"What?" Weng Tingjun frowned, there are really people who dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and the anger that has just been provoked by Zheng Mengyun is worried that there is no place to vent.

Weng Tingjun pulled IU to the front hall without saying a word, and Zheng Mengyun, who was about to leave the table, puffed out his cheeks, "Hmm...... It seems that there is a good show to watch. ”

……

……

"You, you say--- where did you hide my brother?"

"Say it quickly, if you don't say it today, don't want to get out of here."

"What about the security guards? How could such a person get in? ”

"Shut up for me." The young man roared angrily, and the audience was silent, not because he was afraid, but because he was afraid of being burned. Anyway, Jun Ji-hyun is not their person, and the province was bitten by this mad dog.

A rude voice echoed in the antechamber, easily audible to Weng Tingjun, who was standing outside the door.

Hearing this voice, Weng Tingjun felt a burst of anger in his heart, pushed open the door, and walked in with a gloomy face.

I saw Jun Ji-hyun falling to the ground in embarrassment, and the white dress was already covered with red wine, seeing this scene, Weng Tingjun was furious. He took the waiter's bottle of red wine and walked quickly to the scene of the incident.

"You are ----"

Bang.

I'm your father.

The red wine bottle exploded on the young man's head, and the alcohol fell to the ground mixed with the young man's blood. The young man fell to the ground and groaned, rolling his eyes and foaming at the foam, dying.

"Uncle Zhao, unload all his arms and legs for me." Weng Tingjun untied his suit jacket and draped it on Jun Ji-hyun, helped Jun Ji-hyun with tears on his face, and looked down at Jun Ji-hyun, those empty eyes made Weng Tingjun feel a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

"Yes, young master."

It's not over.

"Ji-yeon, send you Jihyun Oni away."

Untied his tie, Weng Tingjun seemed to release the tiger in his heart, and his emotionless gaze swept over the group of people who were watching the show one by one.

"Who's in charge?"

"I'll count to three, and if no one comes forward, don't blame me for being ruthless."

“1。”

“2。”

"President Weng, stop your anger and ----"

(To be continued.) )