Chapter 20: It's Really Cool This Time
The next day, at the bidding meeting, Song Zeyan's ultimate mosaic video was screened throughout the venue. Lu Zizhan's face turned black on the spot, he looked at Song Zeyan who was stupid in place, and kicked it over.
"Cousin, IāI didn't...... This must be Mu Ci, she framed me! Song Zeyan didn't care about Lu Zizhan kicking him, but hugged his leg and explained in a panic.
Lu Zizhan didn't want to listen to his explanation, he pulled the corners of his mouth apologetically at today's owner, and continued: "This time, it was Lu who saw the wrong person and made Mr. Su see the joke." Lu will withdraw from this bidding, congratulations to Mr. Mu. ā
He turned his eyes sideways and looked at Mu Ci, and there was a trace of thick ink in his dark eyes, as deep as a cold pool, revealing a trace of coldness.
"You're polite, you can get it by your ability, and I can afford this thanks." Mu Porcelain looked at Lu Zizhan with a smile, held his outstretched hand, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The smile on his face when he held his hand almost burst open.
She narrowed her eyes, clenched his hand, and grinded her back molars and burst out of a sentence, "Speaking of which, Lu's plan is good, but it's a pity that the chess is one move away." ā
"It's not as good as Mr. Mu, the organs are exhausted." Lu Zizhan sneered, withdrew his already reddened hand, and his eyes were gloomy.
The two exchanged business for a moment, Lu Zizhan took Song Zeyan out of the conference room with a black face, and stopped at the door after going downstairs. Song Zeyan, who turned his head and looked like a pug, followed him closely, his eyes deepened.
The words were cold, "Lu, you don't have to reply." ā
Song Zeyan didn't react for a while, and when he understood the meaning of his words, Lu Zizhan had already left in the car. He hurriedly rushed out to chase after him, but was surrounded by the media outside the door.
"Mr. Song, may I ask what happened on the video, do you admit it?"
"Mr. Song Zeyan, may I ask if you really have a 4P experience on the video, and you also took drugs and participated in drug abuse?"
Questions like "......" came to Song Zeyan in an overwhelming manner. He looked at the crowd and his expression collapsed a little, his body trembled slightly, pushed away the crowd and rushed out.
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The summer sun is scorching, the heat wave is lapping the ground, and a man with a hat on his head is stiff. Walking briskly through the crowd, until I saw an interview about Mu Ci playing on the TV of a shop.
He stopped and looked at the glorious Mu porcelain on the TV, with a look of resentment in his eyes. clenched his fists and wanted to rush into the TV and beat Mu Ci violently.
"Look at it, stinky beggar!" The shopkeeper saw that his face was hideous, and he yelled at him viciously with a vicious aura.
The man lowered his head in an instant, and ran into the alley in a hurry, looking around vigilantly. Seeing that there was no one around, he took off his hat, it was Song Zeyan who was besieged.
He picked up his phone and dialed, "Hey, do something for me, and I'll give you a million when it's done." As he spoke, he smiled hideously, with a hint of madness.
Meow Meow Meow ......
That night, a pitch-black cat strolled through the alley, proudly raising its forefeet to attract Mu Ci's attention. She glanced at the cat, then looked back to see that there were several more figures on the ground.
She narrowed her eyes and took a few quick steps forward, and the people hurriedly chased after her. The short blade rested on her neck, and she whispered in a low voice, "Don't move! ā
Mu Ci's mind turned, and a trace of calculation slipped in his eyes, revealing a look of fear. begged for mercy: "Hero, spare your life!" Little Woman ......"
Nima, is she a drama spirit?