Chapter 270: The Male God Drives to 4
Hearing this, Shen Enen instinctively shuddered.
"Starstream President ......"
Yin Xingliu's voice was not slow:
"Your sister was funded by a charity under the Yin Group, but just now, this charity withdrew its donation to your sister."
"What did you say?" Shen En'en's eyes widened in disbelief!
Yin Xingliu: "Shen Enen, everyone has a bottom line, and I am no exception." South July, that's my bottom line. If you provoke her, you should be prepared to bear all the consequences. ”
The successive blows made Shen Enen almost collapse.
"I just cut Nan Qiyue's hair, are you making such a fuss!!"
"Fuss?" Yin Xingliu sighed lightly, took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, and his whole temperament changed suddenly, "Why do you think that the matter of Nan Qiyue is a trivial matter for me?" ”
Shen Enen froze.
"She's been in my life for as long as I can remember. She is as important to me as my family. If you want to hate, you hate me, I don't care, because I'm a selfish person. ”
The gold-rimmed glasses made him look extra calm and calm, but he was still smiling.
This is Yin Xingliu.
The corners of the mouth are always raised.
Gentleness is just a mask for him.
But it never means that he is a kind person.
His kindness is only kindness to Nan July.
"Aren't you afraid, I'll go to the media to expose you?" Shen Enen was in a mess, and his speech was also upside down, "You, Nan Qiyue, Jiang Shi, and Jin Zexi...... I'm going to expose you for all your crimes! When the time comes, public opinion will attack your ......"
Yin Xingliu looked at her condescendingly, his eyes full of pity.
"Shen En'en, do you know what's behind us?"
He asked himself: "Jin's Entertainment, Jiang's Group, Yin's Group, and Nanjia...... It doesn't matter if you're stupid, what's scary is that you're so stupid that you don't know it! ”
"It's good to do it yourself."
Leaving these words, Yin Xinghuan turned around and left.
The strength of his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, and Shen Enen fell to the ground.
Is it too late to regret it now?
***
Xingyuan High School.
The photo of the short hair of the South July was posted on Weibo, and the school celebration activities can be free to enter and exit Xingyuan, and a reporter heard the news and came to the school to find South July.
In desperation, Feng Zhao and Luo Nana protected Nan Qi and temporarily hid in the e-sports club for refuge.
Feng Zhao patted his chest with palpitations, "Mom...... Have all the current reporters gone to Shaolin Temple to study, this one by one is very skilled! ”
Luo Nana handed him a roll of his eyes, "I'm a weak chicken, so don't blame others, okay?" ”
"Lao Tie, you weren't like this before!" Feng Zhao wailed.
At this moment, Jiang Shi walked in.
Nan Qiyue is eating the snacks that the class raised money to buy her, and now she is in class 11, like a national treasure panda.
"Classmate Jiang, where have you been?" The little girl asked vaguely.
Jiang Shi raised his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth, "It's nothing, find a place to sleep in." ”
"Wow, so you have times when you're lazy!"
Jiang Shi smiled, noncommittal.
Knowing that Nan July was trapped here, he had already thought of a solution.
Lowering his head and making a Weibo, he leaned over and asked:
"July, if one day, I hide something from you, will you be angry?"