I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 88 088. Impatient!
"It seems Mr. Gao thinks my revelations are not true enough. Fortunately, I have more explosive revelations here."

Zhang Fan held the microphone and walked to Gao Zhentian, with a meaningful smile on his handsome face.

With his simple sentence, Gao Zhentian's image of Guangwei that Gao Zhentian had just established for Longteng Group instantly collapsed.

The curiosity of the audience on the major live broadcast platforms was also aroused by Zhang Fan, and a group of people watched the live broadcast and ate melons online.

When the media at the banquet hall heard the words "Big News", their eyes turned green. All kinds of cameras and recording equipment were aimed at Zhang Fan, for fear of missing any details.

"Zhang Fan, don't push yourself too far." Gao Zhentian angrily scolded Zhang Fan beside him.

He panicked a lot in his heart, blaming Gao Zhenhai for insisting on inviting so many media to come over, and what kind of multi-platform online live broadcast, this is all right, riding a tiger is hard to get off!

"The few people in the video used to work for Longteng Group, and the news is all about Longteng Group's business issues."

Zhang Fan turned a blind eye to Gao Zhentian who was staring at him coldly, and continued to talk with a microphone in his hand.

A blue recording pen slipped out of his sleeve. Zhang Fan raised the recording pen and waved it in front of the camera.

Continued to say mysteriously: "I think everyone must be more interested in the "kidnapping" of relatives of competitors by the Gao consortium! "

"Kidnapping! Did I hear correctly, suspected of rape?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, this melon is too big!"

"This turnaround is one wave after another, is the old man's heart okay?"

……

The melon eaters who have always been "old-fashioned and enthusiastic" have shared the link of the live broadcast room to various groups and circles of friends, and the audience watching the live broadcast of the negotiation conference has grown exponentially.

"Have you had enough trouble? Today's negotiation can end here. If Mr. Zhang still has questions, we can discuss them in private."

Gao Zhentian, who was almost 50 years old, stretched out his hand to snatch the recording pen from Zhang Fan's hand. Zhang Fan easily dodged it sideways, and then pressed the recording pen switch mercilessly.

The recorder was pressed against the microphone, and a clear conversation echoed throughout the banquet hall through the speakers.

"Why did Weiwei ask you for help? A waste."

"Brother Haonan, I gave her an anesthetic injection..."

"Is it Zhang Fan calling?"

"If you want to ensure the safety of your girlfriend, take the 3000 million ransom and go to the location I sent you."

This is exactly the recording that Marry handed over to Zhang Fan. At that time, Marry told him to use this recording to give Gao a fatal blow at a critical moment.

Zhang Fan originally wanted to use this recording to send Gao Weiwei to prison after he brought down the Gao Consortium.

However, taking it out now will obviously have a better effect. Of course, this recorder is just a backup.

"Everyone, don't believe him, the video just now is fake, and the recording is also fake!"

Gao Zhentian tried to snatch the recording pen a few more times, but it was just a dream come true for him to try to snatch something from Zhang Fan.

The bodyguards arranged by the Gao Group at the scene saw their chairman jumping up and down in embarrassment, and wanted to go to help, but were afraid of being caught on camera and broadcast live...

"The negotiation will end here! Turn off the camera."

This is the last sentence of the "Live Broadcast of the Negotiation Conference between Longteng Group and Tianmiao Group". The screen freezes on Gao Zhentian's angry face. He points his finger at the camera and shouts loudly.

The live broadcast stopped, but the melon-eating crowd gathered in the live broadcast room lingered for a long time.

"He's in a hurry! He's in a hurry! Maybe it's true!"

"The guy named Zhang Fan dared to break the news so publicly, I hope he's okay."

"Eat melons, eat melons! Wait for the media to continue breaking the news. If there is no follow-up, Zhang Fan will probably die."

……

The moment the camera was turned off, the Gao Consortium no longer needed to put on a show to maintain their external image.

"Close all the doors of the banquet hall, and all audio and video today are not allowed to be circulated!"

"My friends from the media, please sit down. My bodyguards are all uneducated rough people. If you hurt everyone..."

Before Gao Zhenhai finished speaking, the scene was already in chaos.

"Whoever grabs it will be the exclusive headliner!"

Zhang Fan shouted at a group of media reporters and threw the recorder in his hand into the center of the crowd.

The recording pen is still playing, even if you can't grab it, you can write an exclusive financial headline after listening to a few more sentences!
The live broadcast overturned and was forcibly stopped!
Whoever can satisfy the curiosity of millions of people who eat melons can change the destiny of life.

Regardless of the collision of expensive camera equipment, let alone whether it is degrading, these media reporters fought for the recording pen.

Not long after, discerning bodyguards also joined in, grabbing this recording pen and handing it to Gao Zhentian will also be appreciated by the leaders.

Taking advantage of this momentary confusion, Zhang Fan jumped off the stage with lightning speed. When he passed the area where the Tianmiao Group delegation was located, he hesitated for a moment, and then caught Tang Miaomiao's hand, who hadn't recovered from his worries.

"Grab Zhang Fan! Grab Zhang Fan!"

Gao Zhenhai, the "old fat boy" in a blue cloth jacket, stomped his feet anxiously.

Tang Miaomiao let Zhang Fan lead her, and Zhang Fan led her to an inconspicuous small door farthest from the banquet hall.

This small door was used as an emergency exit in the event of an accident. Because it was not very conspicuous, the people arranged by Gao Shi failed to close the small door together at the first time.

It was certainly not a coincidence that Zhang Fan noticed this small door. After arriving at the banquet hall, he pretended to look at the scenery for more than half an hour, and it was not for nothing.

The process of running to the small gate was not smooth. Several bodyguards in black who were closer to the small gate noticed Zhang Fan's movements and quickly blocked him.

It's a pity that they underestimated Zhang Fan's fighting ability. Even if he brought Tang Miaomiao with him, it would be no problem for him to deal with a few ordinary bodyguards.

Kicking away a 1.8-meter-tall bodyguard in black who was trying to close the door, Zhang Fan grabbed Tang Miaomiao's hand and rushed out of the door.

"Ah! Ouch!"

Tang Miaomiao's feet softened while running, and she let out a cry of pain.

Zhang Fan felt that the left hand holding Tang Miaomiao sank, and he pulled his arm forward vigorously, so she didn't fall to the ground.

"I sprained my foot." Tang Miaomiao said with an aggrieved face.

She saw a few bodyguards chasing after them, and knew in her heart that the sprained ankle was causing trouble for Zhang Fan.

She was already very happy that Zhang Fan could bring her out, but now she was afraid that Zhang Fan would leave her here alone.

Glancing at the pair of high-heeled shoes on Tang Miaomiao's feet, Zhang Fan frowned. He was too anxious to run just now and forgot that she was wearing high-heeled shoes.

It was an oversight on his part to follow him for so far without even mentioning that his feet hurt.

"Come up, I'll carry you." Zhang Fan leaned down, turned his head and said to her.

Tang Miaomiao was afraid that Zhang Fan would leave her behind, but she was also afraid that it would drag Zhang Fan down.

What Zhang Fan did completely angered Gao Shi, what would happen to him if he was arrested by these bodyguards?
And she is just a small personnel director of Tianmiao Group, Gao will only detain her for a few days at most.

"Run, don't worry about me!" Tang Miaomiao pushed Zhang Fan, and shouted at him ruthlessly.

Her ankle was in pain, and her voice was crying, which sounded particularly sad and tragic.

"Stop talking nonsense. I think you've watched too many soap operas. Come on up!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Fan didn't care about that much anymore, he directly grabbed Tang Miaomiao's hand with both hands, and pulled her onto his back.

Tang Miaomiao was still a little dazed, so Zhang Fan memorized it.

"Clamp your legs, don't fall!"

The bodyguard behind him was getting closer, Zhang Fan confessed sideways, and ran towards the courtyard of the villa full of luxury cars with Tang Miaomiao on his back.

By the time Tang Miaomiao realized what was going on, Zhang Fan had already run hundreds of meters away.

If it wasn't for Tang Miaomiao's speed, he would have already run out.

Tang Miaomiao, who was lying on Zhang Fan's back, bit her lips lightly, and two crimson clouds hung on her face.

There are so many people in the Tianmiao delegation, why did he choose to take her away?
Liu Hongyi is Boss Yun's closed disciple, he can help Zhang Fan more, and he runs fast, why does Zhang Fan ignore him?
The three older Tianmiao executives had worked with Boss Yun since the start of their business, and they were all more capable than her and able to help Zhang Fan.

But he didn't care about anyone. Instead, he took her hand immediately, like a hero descending from the sky, and led her out of the hell where the demons were dancing.

Feeling the firm muscles on Zhang Fan's back, Tang Miaomiao secretly looked at Zhang Fan's handsome and stern face, and couldn't help swallowing.

To match her dress, Tang Miaomiao wore a pair of smooth and translucent black stockings on her legs. As Zhang Fan ran, her legs wrapped around Zhang Fan's waist slid down uncontrollably.

No matter how hard she exerts her legs, she still has to obey the basic laws of physics.

Just when her legs were about to slip off Zhang Fan's waist, a pair of strong arms supported her slipped legs.

Zhang Fan's arms were strong, and Tang Miaomiao's body was lifted up. For today's event, she specially wore a low-cut, off-the-shoulder, light white starry sky evening dress.

This kind of women's evening dresses are designed to be close-fitting. When Zhang Fan pushed her upwards, Tang Miaomiao, who had already endured the size of the dress, made a soft "stab" sound from the front of the dress.

Her face immediately looked like a ripe red persimmon, she bit her lip and hid her head secretly behind Zhang Fan's neck.

　Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, beg for a roll~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)