"The dead stick is out!"

"Kill the stick!"

"Stick out of Huaxia!"

When Park Jung-shuang hurriedly walked out of the theater and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was greeted by a tide of angry scolding.

The translator was very conscientious and quickly translated the remarks to Park Jung-shuang.

Park Jung-shuang didn't need to listen at all, just by looking at the expressions of the "fans", he also knew.

Before, fans looked at him with surprise, admiration, and adoration, and they couldn't wait to swallow him. And now, with anger written on his face, he can't wait to swallow him.

It's the same swallowing, and it's very different.

(You must not understand here.) ）

The only thing Park Jung-shuang is glad about is that the fans didn't leave, and the police didn't leave, and they were still maintaining order.

Forget it, forget it, just scold a few words, I can't understand it anyway.

Park Zhengshuang thought so, bowed his head and walked forward silently, the anger in his heart was known only to him.

When you return to the country of sticks, you will die again!

Even if you can't make money in Huaxia, as long as you go back and cry out about your "grievances", the fans of Bangzi Country will firmly support you.

"Don't go, dog!"

"Kill the stick!"

"Stick out of Huaxia!"

"Park Jung-shuang, you disappointed me so much!"

A sound of anger filled the ears, and tens of thousands of former hardcore fans have become black fans at this time.

The crowd was excited, and they all wanted to rush forward, wanting to rush up and beat Park Zhengshuang down.

At this time, the policeman's face was not good-looking, and they also saw the video.

But where their responsibility lies, they can only maintain order on the scene and avoid vicious incidents.

Finally, Park Zhengshuang came to the side of the car, raised his eyes and looked at those angry fans, Park Zhengshuang didn't know where the impulse came from, and suddenly smiled coldly and gave everyone a middle finger.

The bodyguards were bored, the police were dumbfounded, and the fans were all furious.

Even fans who had some doubts before have let go of all their doubts at this time.

Park Zhengshuang actually gave them the middle finger!

I can't bear this!

"Damn, my mother killed him!"

"Don't stop me, I want to kill my relatives in righteousness!"

"Dead stick, don't go!"

The impact is more intense.

The police kept cold faces and stopped the crowd from breaking through the human wall.

Seeing that no one could break through the human wall, Park Zhengshuang smiled even more proudly, and said two words again in impure Huaxia language: "Silly B." ”

Perhaps, the scene was too noisy for everyone to hear him.

But from the shape of the mouth, everyone could see what he meant.

One middle finger, one stupid B!

Is there anything more provocative than that?

Indeed, Park Zhengshuang didn't dare to provoke more, and when he saw that everyone was even more angry, he wanted to get into the car.

But before he could turn around, a bottle might suddenly fly from a distance and smash into Park Jungshuang's forehead with great precision.

With a "bang", Coke splashed everywhere, splashing Park Zhengshuang's head and face.

Park Zhengshuang's forehead hurt, and he hurriedly reached out to touch it, but at a glance, it was blood mixed with coke.

At this moment, Park Zhengshuang was so frightened that tears came down from his eyes.

The appearance of tears with a flat mouth looked as if he had been greatly wronged.

In exchange for such a look, it was not sympathy, not concern, but a burst of laughter.

"Haha, crying and crying, dead stick crying. ”

"Garbage sissy, that's crying. ”

"Dead stick, wasn't you arrogant just now? ”

Along with sarcasm, hundreds of plastic bottles smashed over in unison.

There are Coke bottles, there are Sprite bottles, and there are mineral water bottles.

What does this mean?

It means that everyone is thirsty, otherwise it would not be an empty bottle......

Hundreds of bottles were smashed, and there were always a dozen of them.

Park Zhengshuang only felt that he was beaten by a ping pong bell, and in a daze, he was stuffed into the car by the bodyguards.

With a burst of boos, the bodyguard started the car and quickly drove away......

"Pu Shao, how are you?"

In the car, the bodyguard asked cautiously.

Only then did Park Zhengshuang put his hand down, revealing a miserable appearance.

"How's it going? What do you think I can do? it! These things are ruthless!"

The bodyguards couldn't help but slander in their hearts, you insulted others first, and you had to provoke, and you were beaten, didn't you deserve it?

Park Zhengshuang vented, and his mind gradually cleared up.

Thinking of his current situation, he secretly ruthlessly.

When you return home, you must hack them to death after returning home!

Black Death Huaxia Fans, Black Death Ye Beichen, back to the top, this is the only belief that supports Park Zhengshuang.

This belief was shattered after Park Jung-shuang returned to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the suite, Park Zhengshuang saw Kanazawa Dou sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

As if he had found someone to talk to, Park Zhengshuang wowed and cried: "Woo woo, Mr. Jin, they are not people, I just said a few words casually, and they are like this...... Woowoo...... Boss, I'm going to go back to China, I'm going to hack them, I'm ......"

"You're going back home?"

Jin Zedou interrupted Park Zhengshuang's words and asked jokingly: "Do you think that if you return to China, you will still have a chance to hack others?"

Park Zhengshuang's heart suddenly burst into his heart, and he hurriedly said, "It's okay, Mr. Jin." You arranged for me to be on the show, on the announcement, and every time I made an announcement, I hacked them all once! Once is not enough, just two, three, four times!"

"Enough!"

Jin Zedou shouted loudly, startling Park Zhengshuang.

He looked at Kanazawa Bean in confusion, and shook his head in disappointment when he saw the other party.

"Park Zhengshuang, I really didn't misunderstand you, you have been carried away by fame and fortune. In this way, my decision was not wrong. ”

"Decision? Mr. Kim, what is the decision?"

"Before you come back, I have contacted several companies in the country of sticks to sell your contracts, but none of them are willing to accept them. In this case, you can choose for yourself, or pay 10 billion yuan to buy back the contract. Or, I'll sell your contract to an underground company at a low price and they will arrange it. ”

Listening to Kanazawa Dou's words, Park Zhengshuang was stunned.

He couldn't make either of these choices.

The contract is sold to an underground company, and he will face an extremely miserable end.

And 10 billion redemption contracts, he can't do it.

The brokerage contract of the stick country is extremely harsh. A few years after his debut, he entered the Chinese market the year before last to have income.

In more than a year, the money he saved was only 5 billion yuan.

Not even enough money to redeem oneself!

"Mr. Jin, you can't do this, you still have to rely on me to make money, and you still have to ......"

"Another fart!"

Jin Zedou interrupted him in a cold voice and said in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, this movie, I took out a loan to raise funds. It's because of you, you retarded. Not only did I have to waste my tens of billions of dollars in investment, but I also had to compensate Huaxia Cinema and the publisher for high liquidated damages! The company was completely bankrupt by you, are you satisfied? Why don't you die!"

Speaking of this, Jin Zedou finally couldn't hold back, suddenly jumped up, and kicked Park Zhengshuang to the ground.

Several bodyguards watched, but no one helped them at all.

Park Zhengshuang is destined to go bankrupt, why should they do useless work?

(End of chapter)