Director, please respect yourself

Just after returning from Hong Kong Island, Wang Baoqiang encountered trouble.

My ex-wife came to the house again to cause trouble.

According to the mother, the inconvenient ex-wife came to the door of the house, first covered the surveillance camera above the door with clothes, and then knocked on the door of her house with her mother.

At first, the old mother didn't want to let her in.

We are all divorced. If you come here again, I will definitely ignore you. This is that in the new society, before liberation, behavior like yours that steals men will be punished.

However, the shameless ex-wife was still a little clever and said that her son was also here.

When the old mother heard this, her eldest grandson came.

She didn't care about anything, and opened the door to welcome her grandson into her home. However, she didn't expect it. As soon as she opened the door, the old mother felt that she had been cheated, because there was no grandson outside the door.

There was only a very vicious mother and daughter outside the door.

I was thinking, how to close the door again?

But at this moment, the young and powerful ex-wife pushed her old mother away and lay down in her living room. While lying down, she shouted loudly:

"Hitting someone, beating someone."

…

The ex-wife is staying at home.

It just so happened that Wang Baoqiang was back, otherwise the old mother would be very angry with her.

Standing at home, Wang Baoqiang first called his brother and asked him to take his mother to live with him. Then he put on his boxing gloves and beat the sandbags at home loudly.

Brother, think about it.

Today, either I will kill her, or she will piss me off.

But just when Wang Baoqiang, who had learned from the painful experience, was about to hit his ex-wife who was lying on the floor posing, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

I took it out and saw it was a text message from Yang Hao.

[Wang Baoqiang, do me a favor? 】

Take a look at the contents of the text message. Wang Baoqiang didn't want to help at first. I have decided to die with my ex-wife and ex-mother-in-law. How can I help you? !

But after thinking about it, Wang Baoqiang still replied to the text message.

[Director, what are you busy with? 〕

[I took over the job of singing and dancing director for the 2014 Spring Festival Gala. Now I’m short of a singer. Please come and help me. 】

〔Um…〕

[Director, to be honest, my singing skills are not very good. Not only can I not read music, but the songs I sing are often out of tune. 〕After seeing clearly the content of the text message sent by Yang Hao, Wang Baoqiang's immediate reaction was to refuse.

[It doesn’t matter, I’m here.

That’s it, I’ll let you know at the beginning of December and we’ll rehearse together. 】

〔okay. 〕

After sending the text message and putting his cell phone in his pocket, Wang Baoqiang put on his boxing gloves again, pointed his arm at his ex-wife who was lying on the ground and said, "If I give you one last chance, can't you get up?"

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it. I don't believe you dare to beat me to death." After saying that, his ex-wife, who had been posing on the floor just now, started rolling around without paying any attention to her image.

"Okay, if you don't believe it, then I'll let you believe it." This sentence was basically said by Wang Baoqiang through clenched teeth. After he finished speaking, he was about to start.

But at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated again. Wang Baoqiang took it out and took a look. It was another text message from Yang Hao.

[Dude, don’t be impulsive. 】

[Your brother called me just now and said that you were in trouble and that you had to take matters into your own hands to solve the problem. 】

【What's the big deal?

Listen to me, Bao Qiang, don't do anything. It's not worth risking your life for this kind of woman.

Hmm... Now let me give you a bad tip. Didn't you raise a dog in the compound of your recently established film studio? And it is also a relatively famous dog breed, Langqing. 】

[You can take it to your home now...]

Four text messages were sent in a row. Wang Baoqiang didn't even finish reading the last one and waved his hands excitedly.

Yang Hao is so cool, isn’t he? !

In my opinion, this was a fatal situation. I didn't expect that someone could solve this matter without leaving a trace with just one word.

When I get the dog here, I'll see if you still dare to stay in my house anymore?

Thinking of this, Wang Baoqiang willingly typed this line on his mobile phone and sent it.

[Director, you are my savior, what will happen next? Just say hello to me. 〕

…………

Hong Kong Island, Queen Mary Hospital

Yilong came to see his old friend again.

It is said that the transplantation of the palm of my old friend Zeng Zhiwei was very successful. Although if you look closely, you can see that it is slightly different and slightly shorter.

But if you don't distinguish carefully, Zeng Zhiwei can still act like a normal person, and you can't see any injuries on his hands.

When he came to see his old friend, Yan Long didn't bring any gifts. He just bought a few bouquets of flowers from the flower shop in front of the hospital. As for the rest of his thoughts...

It's cash.

That's right, Yilong brought a huge amount of cash, a total of 100,000 yuan, and gave it to his old friend for medical treatment.

Sure enough, when Yi Long placed the bag containing 100,000 Hong Kong dollars in front of Zeng Zhiwei's eyes, the man immediately burst into laughter.

Even though his hand was injured, he patted Yilong's shoulder hard with his wrist.

"Aaron is interesting!"

"Well, it's not bad. If you spend money on medical treatment, just say hello to me. At least I will ensure that you get the best treatment." Tan Long was very loyal.

Even if he is not ashamed of his old friend's behavior.

You said that you hooked up with one of the most promising young directors in the country for a woman. It’s okay if you take over this young director.

But before he could do anything, you were lying on the hospital bed.

While Yan Long was thinking about it, suddenly, Zeng Zhiwei, who was in a good mood today, reached out to hold him, and then lowered his voice and said:

"Aaron, I still have 3 million Hong Kong dollars in cash here. Can you help me make an appointment through your connections..."

"What's the date for?" Yanlong was puzzled.

But when he saw his friend Zeng Zhiwei wiping his neck with his hand, he immediately understood what he meant. He wanted to ask a killer to help him take revenge.

In fact, if you think about it, if Zeng Zhiwei were replaced by himself, even if he died, he would drag Yang Hao with him.

My brother was cut on his body. Although the injury hurts, he can be healed after all; his palm was cut off. This injury not only hurts, but also makes me feel the feeling of separation of flesh and blood, but it doesn't matter. After all, now The medical conditions are very mature.

A broken palm was reattached even if it was said to be reattached.

But you, Yang Haoqian, shouldn't have used this disgusting method to punish me. You should know that the killer just kicked me and kicked my family heirloom until it had no chance of survival.

Of course, I understand, but Yanlong still won't do Zeng Zhiwei's request.

Because no matter what, Yang Hao had never offended him, so it was impossible for him to kill him for another friend.

Yilong was about to speak and refuse, but at this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

[Brother, do you have time during the Spring Festival next year? 】

〔have!

"The Wandering Earth" is specially reserved for us. Director, don't worry when the time comes. Regarding the movie "The Wandering Earth", we can promote it however you want. 〕

【Ha ha…】

[Brother, you misunderstood. 】

[I would like to extend an invitation to you on behalf of next year’s Spring Festival Gala program team to come and sing a song on our stage. 】