Weng Tingjun was very sad, and he even felt that his sadness could flow backwards.

He experienced the feeling of death when the plane exploded, and he was forced to become Weng Tingjun, before he drove a Ferrari, before he drank the 82-year-old Lafite, and before he had an unspoken actress, he was hunted down by the enemy.

I want to use the memories of my past life to make some money, but I still encounter such and such problems.

If you want to save Tiara, you still can't avoid Tiara being embarrassed by the whole country, but of course it has improved.

Then, he met a Japanese little Akagi Goken, and he died.

He is so envious of the comics sent down by the monkeys, at least the comics entertain the public and entertain themselves.

And he seems to have come down from Sirius?

How can a car accident happen?

None of this is the point, the saddest thing is, what's going on with this sissy in front of you?

"Well, take this opportunity to open the corners of your eyes a little, come out a little bit, cut your chin a little, and almost debut as the second generation of Lee Min Ho."

Weng Tingjun recognized this sissy, he was Tiara's agent, but this sissy definitely didn't recognize herself.

The only part of his body that was exposed was half of his cheek, and even half of his cheek had many small wounds.

The first thing Weng Tingjun did when he woke up was to ask the nurse to bring the mirror, and he would not be able to eat in the future, and he would have to rely on his face to swipe the card.

"You're here to apologize? Or are you here to be funny? ”

If his feet could move, Weng Tingjun would have wanted to stand up and kick him away.

"Oh, I'm sorry...... They didn't mean it. ”

Weng Tingjun trembled, and as soon as he trembled, he pulled the wound on his body, and he gasped, and thick beads of sweat appeared on his face.

His condition is not optimistic, the whole person is tightly wrapped in bandages, he can barely breathe, and his limbs are still unconscious.

To add insult to injury, he caught a cold and his head was swollen uncomfortably.

"We are mainly responsible for this incident, and we will bear the loss of your health, spirit, work, etc., until you are satisfied."

Weng Tingjun has thought of countless possibilities, such as the poor man sent by You Feiran who hit him, another example is that CJ found out that he is the mastermind behind the hype of Tiara and killed him, and then another example is that the three major companies can't get used to him and want to assassinate him, but he definitely didn't expect that it was his own company's idol --- Pu Suyan who bumped into him.

He was furious.

But.

He was also helpless.

Because Park So-yeon's situation is worse than his strict zhòng.

He could already imagine what was going to spew out of the mouths of those vicious people.

"Go down."

Wu Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wonder, this young man still looked fierce just now, and he was even ready to be blackmailed.

Because it was their responsibility.

But......

Now, it seems that this young man is not going to pursue it?

"Sir, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, please do not hesitate...... I don't hide it from you, she is an artist in our company, her name is Park So-yeon, and now they are suffering an unprecedented blow, we sincerely and sincerely apologize, if you are angry, you can scold me, you can beat me, but please let these children go. ”

Wu Wenxuan bowed deeply and said very seriously.

Whether it is public or private, Weng Ting has no reason to pursue it.

"You fucking #fuck don't fuck out again, I'll fucking #fuck slaughter you." Weng Tingjun is very relieved, very pleased that Tiara has a dedicated agent, which happens to save him a sum of expenses.

Wu Wenxuan ran out with a lot of urine, and the moment he closed the wards, he cocked his orchid fingers.

It's good if you don't pursue it, it's good if you don't pursue it.

"I still think he will be much more handsome with the corners of his eyes open, the middle pad a little bit, and his chin shaved out."

……

Weng Tingjun finally calmed down for a while, and Luo Yuhao and Zhou Shuchen came.

Seeing that Weng Tingjun was wrapped like a zongzi, the faces of the two of them were not very good-looking, especially Luo Yuhao.

"I'm fine, don't cry with a sad face." Weng Tingjun was very irritable, "You let people do a good job of public relations, and Li Bingxian and PSY will be very popular in the next time, and continue to divert their attention." ”

"And ...... You're now their president, and you'll say you've solved the compensation problem later. ”

"I'll go!"

When Luo Yuhao heard the bad time of Weng Tingjun's car accident, he almost lost his soul.

Fortunately, Weng Tingjunfu had a great life, and now there is no big problem, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give me 1000W!"

As soon as Luo Yuhao left, Zhou Shuchen raised his head and looked directly into Weng Tingjun's eyes.

Weng Tingjun was stunned, and then scolded, "You're #sick." ”

Zhou Shuchen was not annoyed, and said again: "Give me 1000W." ”

Looking at Zhou Shuchen's calm eyes, Weng Tingjun calmed down, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I don't want to repeat the same thing for a third time, I still have two hours to board the flight from Incheon to Pearl."

Weng Tingjun was extremely moved.

As Luo Yuhao said, there are thousands of local tyrants in China, and the market there is what Weng Tingjun covets the most.

If there is Zhou Shuchen's help, whether it is to develop Tiara or revenge, he will take a lot less detours.

One thing Luo Yuhao said is right, Zhou Shuchen is Wudong Zhou Yu, one of the best strategists in the Three Kingdoms.

Although Luo Yuhao satirized Zhou Shuchen, he gave him a high evaluation.

"I'll ask Luo Yuhao to transfer it to you, and put my strap on it."

"Hmm." Zhou Shuchen left without looking back, and when he walked to the door of the ward, he paused, "I'm not helping you." ”

"I know. When I go back, remember to help me say hello to Uncle Zhou, and help repair my parents' graves by the way. ”

"You already recognized me?" Zhou Shuchen turned his head.

"Yes." Weng Ting did not deny it.

Then the two laughed.

Zhou Shuchen's surname is Zhou, and the person who loyally followed Weng Poax and his wife together is also surnamed Zhou.

Zhou Shuchen left, and walked very simply.

He is indeed not helping himself, and he is also carrying a sea of blood hatred.

Weng Tingjun looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, "Am I a blessing in disguise?" ”

In the following time, RM's main PD and Ho Junmin also came to express their condolences to Weng Tingjun, not to mention the early regularization, and also obtained the valuable privilege of paid leave.

Ho Junmin felt guilty and stayed with him all these days until RM didn't have enough manpower for him to leave Busan.

After a few days of cultivation, Weng Tingjun's complexion has also improved a lot, but the woman is still in a coma.

And on this day, a woman appeared in front of him in a hurry.

The eyes are facing each other.

Weng Tingjun was stunned.