"Tilt, are you okay?" Zhao Li ran over with Bai Jiyu and looked her up and down, and only after making sure that she was okay did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, my uncle still has a bit of a conscience," Bai Jiyu said.

"Cut, if it weren't for him, would this have happened?" Zhao Li pointed to the pile of people who were still in a mess.

Mr. Song suddenly patted his head and hurriedly called someone to save the scene.

I don't know what happened to that Meng Daxing at the moment.

Just now, he was all about Mr. Lu's body, and he forgot about the big star.

"Come on, Miss Meng is buried." As soon as Lao Song finished shouting, Song's employees rushed up one after another, helping with the waiters of the hotel, and pulling people up one by one.

"President, that Meng Jiaojiao is still pressing there, how to deal with it?" Si Haonan chased him out and got into the car, only to remember that Meng Jiaojiao and the president were also classmates, and the Shendu Hotel belonged to the Lu family, so Si Haonan was afraid of any life.

It affected the business of the hotel.

"Go back" Lu Zhenting heard this, pushed the door and got out of the car.

With Meng Jiaojiao's current popularity, if something really happens in the Imperial Capital Hotel, I am afraid that many brainless fans who only see their goddess injured will find trouble in the Imperial Capital Hotel.

Therefore, Meng Jiaojiao must not have an accident at the Imperial Capital Hotel.

"Yes," Si Haonan hurriedly followed and got out of the car.

"Go check those fans." Today is a commercial cocktail party, and all the people who come here are people in the industry with heads and faces, how could they suddenly be all fans of Meng Jiaojiao, and they all ran to the front to take pictures.

"Yes, President, I'll have someone check it out right away." didn't mention this, Si Haonan didn't even think of it.

Now when he heard about Rang Cha, he also reacted.

yes, so many fans, where did they come from?

In the cocktail party, Mr. Song just pulled people away, and saw that the low-handed Meng Jiaojiao had been smashed and fainted there, motionless.

One of the ten-centimeter red gemstone heels was still halfway on his feet, and the other had long since disappeared.

The red dresses were also a mess.

Half of the snow-white on his chest was exposed, and the lace triangle at the base of his leg loomed.

At this scene, no matter how you look at it, it looks like she has been eaten a lot of tofu.

Meng Jiaojiao's label is a sexy goddess.

Two-thirds of the people who like her are men, and the remaining one-third are women.

Most of the people who came today were men, and they were taken advantage of to eat tofu, and Mr. Song felt that it was understandable.

Not to mention those men, even if he saw it, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Then, Mr. Song stepped forward and waved his hand at the waiters and employees.

"I'll do it."

After all, today is the Song family's drinking party, and the natural waiter wants to listen to Mr. Song.

I didn't think much of it, so I got out of the way.

Naturally, Song's employees didn't dare to have any ideas.

Even if there is, it is also put in the stomach.

When Mr. Song was about to pick up the sexy goddess on the ground, Lu Zhenting, who had gone and returned, stepped forward and hugged the person.

"Go to the hospital" The man coldly spat out these three words, and left quickly with the person in his arms.

Mr. Song stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but he could only watch Lu Zhenting take the goddess away.

The three of Xie Tiantian, who also saw this scene, had expressions that were no better than Mr. Song.

"Scumbag" Zhao Li scolded and helped Xie Tiantian, "Let's go." ”

"Yes, I'll tell Grandma Lu when I go back." Bai Jiyu nodded, indicating that he was on her side.

"I'm fine." Her relationship with Lu Zhenting, that man can do this for her, it is already very good.

How dare she mind how he is with other women.