"Brother Ye, you..."

Qi Yunbing was also a little dumbfounded, she really didn't expect Ye Xinghe to do it directly.

"It's not your friend, it's okay, it's your friend, I won't knock his brain." Ye Xinghe had a bright smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at Meng Kai's two buddies, "Won't you also come up and have a drink with me?" ”

The two male college students shook their heads with rattles, too ruthless, is this Nima a door-to-door son-in-law? Aren't all sons-in-law all wasted?

"Yun Bing, let's go." Ye Xinghe smiled at Yun Bingdao.

Qi Yunbing's apologetic eyes glanced at Meng Kai on the ground, and then walked out with Ye Xinghe.

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KTV entrance.

Two men came down from a black car, these two people were reporters from the provincial TV station, just as the two were about to walk into the KTV, there was a drip, a Porsche came quickly, directly blocking the two of them to go to the road, and then, the car door opened, and a heroic woman came down.

"Miss Zhou."

The two reporters glanced at each other, why did Zhou Xumei come here?

The person who came was Zhou Xumei.

"Know me? That's good, I'm not going to beat around the bush. Zhou Xumei said, "I'm sorry for you to run for nothing, and after that, I will personally invite the two of you to tea." ”

Zhou Xumei is no longer a three-star female general, but as the eldest lady of the Zhou family, she believes that she still has face.

"Miss Zhou, this..." A reporter looked a little embarrassed.

Zhou Xumei said: "It's troublesome." ”

"Miss Zhou, we're just here to drink..."

Zhou Xumei didn't wait for the other party to finish, and interrupted: "Give me a face." "I don't want to say too much.

"Miss Zhou, wait a minute."

Soon, two journalists stepped aside.

"What should I do?" A man asked.

Another man looked at Zhou Xumei not far away, and smiled: "It's not impossible to leave, but it's not okay to leave like this." ”

"Yes, I mean that too." The man said.

The two men returned to the front of Zhou Xumei.

"Miss Zhou, it stands to reason that we will definitely give you face, but we have been ordered by the leader, and if we don't have any information to hand in, it will be difficult for us to do it."

"Yes, Miss Zhou, we're just running errands..."

Zhou Xumei smiled coldly: "How much?" ”

"Miss Zhou, it's a bit hurtful to talk about money."

Zhou Xumei asked again, "How much?" ”

"Miss Zhou is so happy, then we will also be happy, just five million, a fixed price." A man with a little beard said unquestionably.

Five million looks like a lot, in fact, it has already given Zhou Xumei a lot of face, once Ye Xinghe comes to KTV to find Miss to break the news, I am afraid that the shares of Zhou's company will evaporate hundreds of millions, which will be a devastating blow to the image of Zhou's company.

"Miss Zhou, the two of us have always been full of respect for you, this five million is really low." Another man followed suit.

"That means if I don't give the five million, you'll break the news?" Zhou Xumei raised her eyebrows, with a smile that seemed to be smiling, and those who were familiar with her knew that Zhou Xumei was already angry at this time.

"Miss Zhou, five million is not much for your Zhou family, it's a drop in the bucket." The bearded reporter said, "Ye Xinghe's lace news broke out, I'm afraid that I will lose more than a few hundred million." ”

Zhou Xumei: "Okay, let's go over there and say that we will transfer money to you." ”

Zhou Xumei and the two reporters walked to the other side.

"Miss Zhou, thank you so much, don't worry, we are tight-lipped." The bearded reporter regretted it a little, five million is too low, and it should have been said that it would be one or two million.

"You're welcome."

Zhou Xumei smiled, and then... Reached into the small bag he carried with him.

The next second, Zhou Xumei took out a gun from his bag.

Directly on the temple of the bearded journalist.

"Miss Zhou, don't, don't be impulsive."

The other reporter was already scared stupid, and he said it well, why did he use his gun?

This week's eyebrows are not three-star fighters? Why do you still have a gun in your hand?