Chapter Thirty-Eight: Overwhelmed
Well? No way?
Ling Xia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pretty eyes showed anger.
She slowly raised her hand, and her beautiful face became more and more gloomy.
Seeing this, Mr. Wang sighed in his heart, and then his face changed: "You, what are you going to do?" Hit me? ”
"I, I'll tell you, even if you beat me, I will never give money! When the time comes, you will still have to pay for the medical expenses! You, you don't have more than you gain! ”
Salary matters.
Ling Xia took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried his best to bring a soft smile to his face.
But the next second, she couldn't control it.
"I rely on your uncle, I have so much black material, it's not that the masses hate you and don't know how much they hate me, you should know when you invite me to come, there will be such a situation! Damn, if you don't prepare fully, you will blame me when something really happens, how can there be such a disgusting person as you! "Ling Xia was a storm out.
The wind at the door was just about to knock on the door, and when he heard the sound, he withdrew his hand and silently took a step back.
Mr. Wang was frightened by the wide-eyed and imposing Ling Xia: "You, you, you, you ......"
Damn, he stammered.
"If you don't feel troublesome, you can wait, wait for me to sue you! Anyway, my Ling Xia is notorious, and it doesn't matter if my reputation stinks or notchs, but if your newly opened shopping mall leaves a scandal of unpaid wages, I'm afraid it will ......" Ling Xia sneered twice.
Mr. Wang stared at Ling Xia, but there was no movement.
After a while, he conceded defeat: "Count yourself powerful, your salary will be credited to the account designated by the brokerage company at the appointed time." ”
"Count you as acquaintances!" Ling Xia shook his head heavily and went out with his head held high.
The moment she pushed the door open, she saw the wind swaying.
Wind Drag smiled at her.
Although wearing a mask and sunglasses, he can't see his emotions clearly, but he can still make people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.
Ling Xia hesitated for a moment before replying to him.
"I'm in." Feng Wei pointed to Mr. Wang's office.
Ling Xia nodded, and then left.
After the video was spread and processed by well-intentioned people, this matter was quickly expanded and has been on the hot search.
Xia Lan called and scolded her.
Ling Xia didn't like to listen to that, so he hesitated a little and hung up the phone directly.
Xia Lan, who was hung up on the phone, was so angry that she couldn't do it.
At this time, there was a knock on the "buckle button" door.
Ling Xia frowned, I didn't order takeout, and under normal circumstances, no one would come, what's going on?
"Who?" She asked tentatively and walked over.
There was no movement outside.
Ling Xia asked again, "Is there anything wrong?" ”
There was still no sound.
Ling Xia frowned and opened the door suspiciously.
The moment she opened the door, someone from outside rushed in and surrounded her.
In their hands, they either hold a video camera and microphone, or a mobile phone and pen and paper.
"Click~"
"May I ask Miss Ling, are all the videos on the Internet real?"
"Are you really that kind of person? What do you want to say in the face of negative press? ”
"It's wrong to hit someone, aren't you afraid to take responsibility?"
……
Ling Xia, who was surrounded by the masses, was about to be squeezed out of breath, and her beautiful face gradually climbed red.
"Stop!" She stretched out her hand with difficulty and said loudly.
However, the group of reporters was only slightly stunned, and continued to squeeze her.
At the outside end of the group of reporters, a person is holding a mobile phone in one hand and a microphone in the other, and is making a video call with the person opposite.
And the person on the call, did not show up.
Ling Xia was squeezed to the point of suffocation.
If she continues like this, she will definitely die!