My beautiful boss with a poisonous tongue: Abuse

Chapter 723 Clean up Cheng Zifan

Cheng Zifan waved his hand with his right hand to signal them not to come, everything is OK here, and those who know the current affairs are heroes, this Cheng Zifan has been able to get mixed up in the mixed entertainment industry to this point, it has to be said that he knows how to judge the situation and is able to bend and stretch open.

If it were any other star, today he would have to vent his anger on me for the sake of some so-called face.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Compared with the arrogance just now, Cheng Zifan looked a little downcast at this time. He, a super big shot, fell into the hands of a small driver today, who could swallow this breath.

But he had to give in. I'm a little stunned, I have no scruples, and I'm definitely not an ordinary person who dares to act wildly on other people's territory.

Being able to be Miss Su's driver must be something special.

I said coldly: "If you do two things well, I won't care about you today."

"Which two things?"

"First, take Lao Tzu's clothes to the bathroom and wash them. There should be no handwriting left on them. Second, stay away from Miss Su in the future. If you dare to take a step closer to her, be careful that I will embarrass you."

Cheng Zifan looked at me angrily, if he agreed to my request, if the paparazzi found out, what face would he have in the entertainment circle in the future.

"Give me a quick word, okay or not?"

Cheng Zifan still wanted to say coldly, "What if I don't agree?"

"Don't agree?" I sneered, and suddenly increased my strength, like a truck crushing Zifan's wrist.Cheng Zifan screamed, and his cry attracted distant eyes again.

Cheng Zifan was so painful that the veins on his forehead popped up, but his mind was quite flexible and he was good at adapting to changes. He pretended to nod and said loudly on purpose: "The cooperation is okay. It's okay."

Because we covered our hands with a coat to block our sight, outsiders didn't see the movements of our hands. When Cheng Zifan said this, others mistakenly thought that we were talking about future cooperation.

I sneered and said, "Is there really no problem?"

Cheng Zifan was afraid of making a fool of himself in front of everyone, so he had to bow his head. He nodded and said, "Can you let go?"

"Hehe, it's not that easy. Nodding, I want you to say it yourself."

Cheng Zifan gritted his teeth and held back for a long time before saying, "Okay. I agree to both of your conditions."

"What conditions?"

Cheng Zifan said with a tinge of anger: "There's no need to do such an extreme thing, is there?"

I said with a playful smile, "Why is there no need. You are very forgetful, I am afraid you will forget. Of course you don't have to say it, I won't force you."

I said so, but my hand didn't relax, but tightened more and more.

The pain that just hit the bone marrow has not completely dissipated, Cheng Zifan doesn't want to bear it again, his skin is tender, and he can't stand repeated tossing.

Cheng Zifan admitted again and said, "Okay. I say, I say yes. Let go first, it hurts!"

I let go a little, and said with a smile: "Speak, I'll listen."

Cheng Zifan was much more honest this time, and he didn't dare to fight for the advantage of tongue. He said, "Wash your coat first, and promise that you won't see Miss Su again."

"Who?"

"I."

"very good."

I slowly put my other hand into my trouser pocket and took out a mobile phone, and said with a smile: "I have recorded everything that happened just now. As for what to record, you should know it yourself. Don't play tricks, or you will Die horribly."

Cheng Zifan's face turned pale when he saw me say that. If I threatened his personal safety just now, then at this moment, his reputation, reputation and popularity will be greatly threatened.

He never expected that I would keep this hand, and he didn't even know when I turned on the phone to record.

I pulled Cheng Zifan to the direction of the bathroom. At this time, there was no one in the men's bathroom, so I blocked the door and asked Cheng Zifan to take my clothes in and wash them clean.

I guess Cheng Zifan has never washed clothes by hand in his life, so I will give him such a chance today.

Cheng Zifan was caught by me, and he didn't dare to act rashly again. If I leaked the recording, the consequences would be unimaginable. This is a stone hammer.

Cheng Zifan honestly washed my coat and left with a dejected expression on his face. Instead of returning to the set, he left without saying hello to anyone.

I think the mighty Cheng Zifan has been spoiled by others all these years, and he has long forgotten what it feels like to be suffocated. Today I will let him relive the taste again.

I was in a particularly good mood. I smoked a cigarette in the bathroom and returned to the lobby whistling. When I returned to the lobby, Su Manyu and Manager Yang were nowhere to be seen. I searched around but couldn't find them.

I don't have Su Manyu's phone number, nor Manager Yang's phone number, so where do I go to find them.

The crew is packing up their things. Today's filming has ended early. I guess it might be because Cheng Zifan was in a bad mood, so he left early, and then called his assistant or manager to tell him.

There are no leading actors, and there is still a fart commercial.

Therefore, the crew can only call it quits ahead of schedule.

How could I, an outsider, know the specifics of the situation, and I'm not interested. Whether they like to shoot or not is none of my business. I just want to know where Manyu and Manager Yang went.

I asked one of the staff members about Su Manyu and Manager Yang, and he said he hadn't noticed, and asked me to look around.

Looking for a woolen yarn, after shaking it a few times, I didn't even touch Su Manyu's ghost.

I couldn't find Manyu and Manager Yang in the lobby, so I took the elevator downstairs, maybe they were already waiting for me in the car, and when I got back to the parking lot, the red Cayenne was lying there quietly, and they didn't come back at all.

Could it be that they went to discuss cooperation with Momo?

I go.

How could I have forgotten this, the purpose of our coming here was to talk about cooperation with Momo, the crew closed work early, so Momo would be free.

I took the elevator upstairs again, and there were only a few assistants left in the hall packing up the props. I asked a crew member where Momo and the others had gone, and the staff looked at me vigilantly, thinking that I was some kind of villain of.

"You don't remember me, I just came here."

The staff thought for a while, as if he remembered something, he let out an oh, and said, "Momo is back to the hotel after taking off her make-up."

"Which hotel are you staying at?"

The staff member said vigilantly: "I don't know about it. Her itinerary is out of my control."

I guess the staff didn't know, but they didn't want to disclose it to me. After all, Momo is not an ordinary person, and her whereabouts need to be kept secret.

I asked a few people and got similar answers, no one bothered to tell me.

My buddy is not a pedantic person either. It’s not because it’s not good to keep it secret. I smiled and went downstairs again to the nearby supermarket to buy two good cigarettes.

I put it in a black bag and came upstairs again. I pulled a field assistant aside and quietly stuffed the things to him. His attitude would naturally be different if he had benefits.

(End of this chapter)