Qianjin's counterattack: Mr. Gu stay away from me

The person kneeling on the ground squinted at the blade of the dagger in Xing Lei's hand, fearing that his own face would be scratched in the next moment, so he didn't have the courage to say anything more, so he said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

Not long after, he smelled a strange smell, Xing Lei frowned, the bloody man was so frightened that he lost control, "Go, throw him out."

After receiving the order, his subordinates stepped forward to set him up and threw him out of the warehouse.

Xing Lei immediately returned to Gu's Group, the front desk lady saw him get up and bend over quickly, "Good morning, Mr. Xing!"

Xing Lei didn't leave a single look, but even so, those little girls are too fascinated, Gu Lingchen is too decisive to dare to think about it, Xing Lei is a bodyguard, look, it's always okay to be a nympho!
He didn't stop any longer, and went directly to the top floor of the president's office. The president's special assistant stood up and said hello when he saw Xing Lei appear. Xing Lei nodded politely, walked to the door of the president's office, and knocked Door.

A mellow male voice came from inside, "Come in."

Xing Lei walked in, Gu Lingchen was flipping through the documents, he didn't look up, Xing Lei said straight to the point: "Mr. Gu, the person who secretly took pictures of Miss Leng in the apartment last night has been found, and the person behind the scenes is Jing Shengxia from the Jing family."

Gu Lingchen closed the document after hearing the words, raised his head and asked, "Is that the woman who is engaged to Zheng Jiaming?"

"Yes."

Gu Lingchen thought for a moment, "Then don't worry about it, just stay safe and don't be impatient, this is a problem that Leng Qiuhong should solve, that's enough, you step back!"

The day of filming ended, Xing Lei went to the set to pick up Leng Qiuhong. When he arrived, Leng Qiuhong was taking off his make-up in the tent. When she came out, Xiao Guan went to deliver drinks to the crew. Xing Lei stood beside Leng Qiuhong and bowed. Said: "The person who took the sneak shot last time was found out, and it was Jing Shengxia who bought it."

Hearing this, Leng Qiuhong looked at Jing Shengxia who was chatting with the director not far away, and there seemed to be ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Go and check Zheng Jiaming's private itinerary for me." Leng Qiuhong ordered, and Xing Lei nodded.

Early the next morning, Xing Lei handed over Zheng Jiaming's personal schedule to Leng Qiuhong, "Miss Leng, this is all the information you need."

"Well. Go and drive!" Leng Qiuhong looked through carefully, and found that Zheng Jiaming often went to a club to drink at night. This place seemed to have never appeared with Jing Shengxia, and Leng Qiuhong immediately paid attention.

After the filming ended that day, Leng Qiuhong hurriedly called it a day and went to do skin care in a hurry. He asked Uncle Wu to send a new Italian nightclub dress, and asked Xiao Guan to make an appointment with a top domestic makeup artist. Zheng Jiaming is obsessed with himself, but it is always right to be fully prepared.

As night fell, a red Ferrari was parked in front of the brightly lit club, and a fair-skinned and beautiful woman with a figure enough to make a man's nose bleed got down from the driving seat, and passers-by turned their heads one after another.

In this kind of place, many rich men come with their lovers, but there are very few beauties who drive here by themselves. A young man with hair dyed in different colors in front of a nearby bar whistled at Leng Qiuhong, "Hi! Beauty, get to know me, my dad is a figure in the officialdom."

Leng Qiuhong didn't stop looking, she walked through the noisy bar, and finally entered a corner bar, there was a resident singing on the stage.

The customers in twos and threes seemed a little more bleak than the previous ones. As soon as Leng Qiuhong entered, the little brother at the bar noticed it. Seeing Leng Qiuhong sitting on the booth, he went up to serve with the list, " Miss, do you need anything?"

Considering how he got drunk last time, Leng Qiuhong had no choice but to say, "Please have a glass of juice! Thank you!"

"Okay, wait a moment!" After finishing speaking, the waiter went down to prepare.

Leng Qiuhong looked around, but there was no sign of Zheng Jiaming. There are two possibilities, one is that he has not found him, and the other is that he has not come yet.

To attract Zheng Jiaming's attention, Jing Wanqiu's shadow alone is not enough. Leng Qiuhong didn't think too much, and went on stage immediately. The resident singer on the stage was very pleasantly surprised. Rarely, he quickly gave up the microphone to Leng Qiuhong, indicating that he could accompany Leng Qiuhong.

"Thank you." Leng Qiuhong thanked him and started his performance.

She had secretly practiced music before, although Jing Wenhao didn't want to see her, but Jing Wenhao, who Jing Shengxia wanted to learn from, would always find the best teacher for her, while she was secretly taking notes outside the window, thinking about it by herself. Singing really depends on a bit of talent, and it's very easy to learn, but she just hits the top spot, and she doesn't want to compete with Jing Shengxia, so outsiders only know that Jing Shengxia from the Jing family is an all-round star.

"When a ship sinks, it sinks, and all blooming flowers will wither..." Leng Qiuhong's singing instantly attracted many guests, and everyone gathered in front of her following the singing, and more and more people gathered around Leng Qiuhong, who sang on the stage, was like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. People who were wandering at the door followed the singing and entered the club.

This night actually brought a lot of customers to this club. The waiter was carrying the juice prepared for Leng Qiuhong, and unconsciously stood in the distance admiring the woman on the stage.

Zheng Jiaming also walked into this club. Usually there are very few people in this bar, which is why Zheng Jiaming likes to come here. Looking at the crowd in front of him, he would describe it as a sea of ​​people. Zheng Jiaming sat on the bar counter, looking at The familiar waiter asked, "What happened today? Why are there so many people?"

The waiter pointed not far away, "Look, a fairy came to the store today, how gentle is your singing, these customers are all for her."

Zheng Jiaming also looked around in the direction of the waiter's finger, and was stunned when he saw it. The person on the stage couldn't see his face clearly, but he looked at the figure clearly that was Jing Wanqiu, that woman betrayed him , and is now clearly dead.

What exactly is going on?Who is the person on stage?The waiter had already poured Zheng Jiaming the wine according to the old rules. Zheng Jiaming took a sip, got off his seat and squeezed in. Leng Qiuhong on the stage was waving hello to the guests who were cheering for him.

In the direction Zheng Jiaming walked, she couldn't see her face at all, but this figure was clearly Jing Wanqiu, the woman who betrayed her. Zheng Jiaming was furious for a moment, and he jumped onto the stage at once, and the crowd exclaimed. He grabbed Leng Qiuhong's wrist, "Why do you still have the face to show up? Aren't you dead?"