Chapter 839: Slapping the Face in Public (2)

Zheng Wenbin glared at him fiercely, his soul was a fart, and he wanted to kill him. "Then let her see, she can do whatever she wants."

Stupid to death, at this time, you have to fight against the night light pavilion, don't you think you live long enough?

You must know that she is a strong person when she is strong, and if she provokes her, no one's account will be sold.

What did he tell them, and did they forget?

It's all a bunch of shit, bastards who don't succeed enough and lose more than they do.

Jin Run's back was full of cold sweat, "But ......"

The fake account was made, and it didn't leak, and he was confident that he couldn't find the slightest flaw, but what did Mr. Zheng mean?

Another person came in at the door, and his eyes lit up, "Mr. Wu, you are here, Miss Night......"

It's great that a savior is coming.

Lao Wu was disheveled, sleepy-eyed, and pale, "Listen to the eldest lady, hurry up." ”

He was dug up from the bed, and he didn't know how the other party got in, and his methods were so tough that he couldn't say a word, so he just stuffed himself into the car and rushed all the way.

scared him to death, Miss Night's methods are more powerful than seven years ago, and there is a faint momentum of self-respect.

Jin Yun was dumbfounded, oh my God, what's going on? How could two people who are usually strong become like this?

In front of this night lady, she didn't even dare to say a hard word.

He couldn't help but feel apprehension, his face turned pale, and he went to open the filing cabinet with a trembling heart.

Zheng Wenbin felt very embarrassed, he had always been arrogant, but he had no momentum at all in front of Yeqing Pavilion, and he was overwhelmed.

"I still have a lot of important things to ......"

He wanted to slip away, he didn't want to confront her directly, the pressure was too great, and he couldn't bear it.

Without waiting for him to finish, Qingting spoke lazily. "When did Zheng Wenbin become the soul of the Foundation? Well? ”

Although the tone was light, it revealed an awe-inspiring color.

Zheng Wenbin shivered, and the hairs on his body stood up, "Don't listen to their nonsense, I haven't interfered in the affairs of the Foundation at all, it's really ......"

He had already ordered them to cooperate with the Night Light Pavilion, why didn't they listen?

What kind of soul character, his head is all in water.

Although the light pavilion was sitting upright, its momentum was unmatched.

"Are you sure? Be lenient in confession and strict in resistance, you should know that I hate deception the most. ”

The employees of the Foundation were surprised to see Zheng Wenbin sweating profusely, exhausted, and helpless, and their jaws were about to fall in shock.

Zheng Wenbin froze on the ground, his head was in chaos, his brain was jumping, when did he become a prisoner? Dead girl, she's too much of a bully.

"I ...... I didn't, really, you have to believe in my character, there's nothing I'll go first. ”

He was confident that everything was arranged, but for some reason, looking at the night light pavilion that seemed to be smiling, he panicked in his heart, as if everything was going to be out of control.

He hurriedly turned around and walked towards the door, giving people the feeling of being deserted and fleeing.

With a wave of Qingting's hand, a bodyguard blocked his way, he was angry and annoyed, and he had a sense of helplessness that he had nowhere to escape, so he turned his head and glared at her fiercely, "Yeqingting, what do you want?" If you do this, I can sue you. ”

But his voice was weak, weak, and lackluster.

Looking at the two pale bosses, all the employees of the Foundation had an ominous premonition in their hearts, and it seemed that the good days were coming to an end.

They are actually afraid of this weak and unfrightening girl, what is Weishenme?