"Uncle Zhao...... Now only you can help Tingjun. ”

After a lot of hard work, Zhou Shuchen finally found Zhao Shanhe, who took refuge in advance.

Zhao Shanhe's expression was complicated, "Shuchen, I can't help, I'm just a small bank president, what can I do?" ”

"Uncle Zhao, Ting Jun is not a white-eyed wolf like You Feiran, what he does is also in your eyes, can you really bear to watch him being bullied like this by Korean sticks?"

If it weren't for the unstable foundation of Weng's enterprise that he had just taken over, Zhou Shuchen would not have asked Zhao Shanhe, if he was given another month, let alone S*M, even if it was Samsung, Weng Tingjun would have been able to shake it down.

"Shuchen, I really can't help, you can go."

Zhou Shuchen was silent for a while, and said meaningfully: "Uncle Zhao, you also helped, I believe." ”

In the end, he walked out of Zhao Shanhe's villa with a lonely back.

"I'll help? Are you so sure? Zhao Shanhe said disdainfully, he didn't expect to go to the next level, it was very comfortable to sit in this position, and what if he failed? Not to mention the help, but also to make tens of millions of enemies, how can Zhao Shanhe, as the president of the bank, not be able to calculate this kind of business?

"Dad, who is he?"

"Don't you remember? Your childhood playmate - Zhou Shuchen. ”

"Oh, it's him, what's he looking for you?"

"It's nothing, why haven't you gone to work yet?"

"I quit, what work do I still have?" Zhao Shanhe's son Zhao Zhexuan said with a smile: "I am now the deputy manager of Junyan Clothing. ”

"Junyeon's clothing?" Zhao Shanhe frowned, "What kind of company is this?" ”

"I don't know, anyway, I posted my resume on the Internet, and they found me immediately, with an annual salary of 670,000 yuan and a Volvo car."

What materials are for his son, Zhao Shanhe knows very well, how could such a good thing behave on him, a mediocre son.

"You-"

"What am I, Dad, you don't have the courage yourself, don't stop me. I don't want to be like you when I'm old. Zhao Zhexuan interrupted his father's words. Joke...... It's hard to find this kind of job with a lantern, but don't miss out on the opportunity because of your father's timid personality.

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Coming out of the VIP passage of Pudong Airport, Sika was in no mood to care whether he was dressed appropriately or not, and put on sunglasses to stand out under the leadership of the bodyguards.

But where will the media, which has been waiting for a long time, let go of this fat meat delivered to the door?

"Jung so-yeon. Is the news of Chairman Weng Tingjun Weng's arrest true? ”

"Jung so-yeon, what do you think of the relationship between Weng Ting-kyun and Park So-yeon?"

"Zheng Xiuyan, may I ask if the resignation turmoil of Weng's enterprise is because—"

"Jung so-yeon"

"I'm sorry, no comment, please let me, we're going to the event. It's too late. ”

"I don't know, but please pay attention to your words, Tingjun is a fan of Tiara, he has been a fan of Weng before he joined Weng's company, and he has a good relationship with them. There's no way I'm going to believe your rumors—"

Seeing that there are more and more people surrounding her, Sika is anxious, she wants to see Weng Tingjun, she wants to ask if he is okay? I don't want to deal with this group of nasty people here.

Just when she ran out of patience, a group of men in black appeared, and she knew the leader. The last time I went to the Tiara dormitory, I saw it, what is it called? Wu Tian, yes, it's Wu Tian. It's a fan of So-yeon.

Under the leadership of Wu Tian, Sika finally got rid of this group of annoying paparazzi.

"How's it going?"

Wu Tian sighed lightly, "I don't know, I just came to pick you up on the orders of the president." ”

Did he know I was coming?

Sika bit her lip, feeling extremely guilty, did I cause him trouble again?

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"Liar, are you alright?"

Seeing that Weng Tingjun was wearing prison uniforms, with a beard on his chin. Sika's heart is like a knife.

Weng Tingjun grinned, "I'm fine, but let you see my wolf appearance, is it 108,000 miles different from the appearance of the wise and martial male god in your heart." ”

"That's it. Are you still in the mood for a joke? Sika gritted her teeth, "How am I going to save you?" ”

"I'm sorry, I said I was going to the United States to find you, but I didn't expect-" Weng Tingjun didn't answer the question, but said apologetically.

He had long expected Sika to come to Shanghai, and one can imagine what criticism Sika would encounter before and after getting off the plane.

Moreover. How can Sika be saved? Just leave this matter to Zhou Shuchen, he had already talked to Zhou Shuchen secretly before Sika came.

This may be an opportunity.

A chance to make a comeback for Tiara.

It's just that......

Weng Tingjun sighed, Tiara is making a comeback, how easy is this to say? But at present, it can only be gambled, and it is worth studing.

……

……

"Sika, you're here?"

"Sister, what should I do?"

As soon as he saw Li Juli, Sika hurriedly grabbed her hand.

Weng Tingjun killed someone, the evidence is conclusive, and he will definitely be killed in the near future

"It's better to die so we'll be relaxed."

"Sister, it's all like this, are you still kidding?"

"No kidding, what can I do?" Li Juli touched Sika's hair, "You are an artist of S*M, don't meddle in this matter, I'm worried that you will be targeted by Kim Yingmin, and it will be your signing keyword right away, don't miss your career." ”

Sika shook his head, "What do I count compared to you?" ”

They weren't in South Korea and didn't know what was going on in South Korea these days, but Sika understood.

This time, Tiara has encountered a national anti-ah, which is stricter than before, and the whole of South Korea is boycotting Tiara.

Now Tiara's situation is that she can't go back to home, she can't go anywhere, what is she compared to them?

At this, both women fell silent.

What to do?

What the hell is going to do?

Even if Weng Tingjun is rescued, how can this situation of Tiara be solved by Weng Tingjun?

"Actually...... He'll be fine. ”

Dad's meaning is very clear, Weng Tingjun can solve it, even if it can't be solved, he can help solve it.

It's just about Tiara, Dad can't help it, and Weng Tingjun may not be able to do it either, maybe that's why he doesn't want to come out and dare not face us, right?

Although it is not clear what happened to him and Su Yan that day and why Su Zhihuan died, a mere Su Zhihuan really can't shake Weng Tingjun's hair.

"Since you have chosen, choose to believe him."

"Well, trust him."

Liar, you'll be fine.

Liar, you'll be fine.

"Let's go see Xiujing, you haven't seen each other in a long time."

"Okay, sister, don't worry too much."

"As long as you don't misunderstand Su Yan, I'm not too worried about the rest, Weng Tingjun is a bastard, it's better to die."

"~~~~~~~~" (To be continued.) )