The perfect future of rebirth

When he received his son's call, he was having dinner with Wang Zhonglei at that time, and the voice from the phone completely panicked him.

He is just such a son, who has been raised like a treasure until now, and he is reluctant to touch him on weekdays, but now he has become like this.

He and Wang Zhonglei got into the car in a hurry, but when they were halfway there, they received another call from Zhang Mo.

As soon as Zhang Guoli opened his mouth, Zhang Guoli was about to go crazy!

"Dad, he wants to break my limbs! Come quickly!"

Zhang Mo said to his father almost crying.

"Son, don't worry! Don't worry! I'll be right there, I'll be right there!"

Zhang Guoli said loudly, "Give him the phone."

But there was a crisp sound over there. Obviously, Zhang Mo's phone was taken away.

Zhang Guoli's heart tightened, and he urged the driver again: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

At this point, he can only pray that the other party will not do anything to his son before he arrives, otherwise, his son will definitely suffer.

Wang Zhonglei's face was also pale at this moment.

He is praying.

Pray never to have anything to do with that person.

No way, when Zhang Mo asked for help, Wang Zhonglei didn't think of anything else.

But when he got in the car, he suddenly remembered that he had helped Ye Jing send someone to Zhang Mo's crew.

It's a young and beautiful hostess.

Moreover, Ye Jing specifically asked himself to take good care of her.

It couldn't be that kid Zhang Mo, who was so bold that he provoked her?

The car was moving fast, but Wang Zhonglei's heart seemed to be covered with a haze.

On the restaurant side, Zhao Fusheng stomped on Zhang Mo's phone, but remembered something, took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, why did you remember to call me?"

On the other side of the phone, Ye Jing asked in surprise.

"Hehe, you come to xx street, let me ask you, is this how you take care of the people in the company?"

Zhao Fusheng didn't give him a good face, and gave him the address indifferently, then hung up the phone directly.

On the other side of the phone, Ye Jing's expression changed instantly.

Zhao Fusheng rarely speaks to himself in such a tone.

Even, after knowing each other for such a long time, it was the first time for Zhao Fusheng to speak to himself mercilessly.

problem occurs!

Such a thought flashed across Ye Jing's mind.

His intuition told him that something must have happened!

Without saying a word, Ye Jing left home and drove towards the address Zhao Fusheng said.

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Half an hour later, when Ye Jing rushed to the hotel, he saw Wang Zhonglei and Zhang Guoli standing there with pale faces.

"Chairman, this..."

Ye Jing was stunned, frowning, and glanced at the situation in the private room, a little surprised.

"Mr. Ye, come, come, let me introduce you."

Zhao Fusheng sneered and said, "This is Zhang Mo. He has been drinking our company's Liu Yan's wine today for the purpose of taking her away."

Then, he pointed to Zhang Guoli again: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Ye, you should know him. Why is Zhang Mo so arrogant? When I brought someone here, Zhang Mo told me that if you have the ability, let me wait for you." Wait, wait for his father to come, here, Teacher Zhang is here now."

Then, he looked at Wang Zhonglei again: "And this Mr. Wang, I asked you to entrust someone to him. Is that how he takes care of you?"

"And Mr. Ye, I will hand over the man to you, and I will take the man from Wang Changtian. Is this how you fucking take care of me?"

"A Zhang Mo who dares to drink alcohol and threatens to rule my company, is this how you, Ye Jing, manage the company? I give you shares and power, and that's how you manage it for me? Isn't that what? One day my wife came out to film, and she had to be persuaded to drink, huh?"

At the end, Zhao Fusheng pointed at Ye Jing's nose and cursed!

He was really pissed off today.

For a long time, Zhao Fusheng thought that people in the film and television industry in the future would not encounter the unspoken rules in the circle.

But now, obviously, I was wrong.

Ye Jing's complexion was even uglier than Zhao Fusheng's.

Every word Zhao Fusheng said was like slap after slap in the face, hitting his face.

Who is Ye Jing?

A big boss in the Beijing circle, a serious kid from the big courtyard.

What does he care about?

It's face.

But now, he has no face at all.

Not because of Zhao Fusheng, but because of Zhang Mo, because of Wang Zhonglei.

Glancing at Liu Yan who was obviously drunk, Ye Jing walked towards Zhang Mo without saying a word.

"Lao Ye!"

Zhang Guoli stepped in front of Ye Jing.

"Mr. Zhang, you'd better get out of the way, otherwise, I don't guarantee whether your son will still see the sun tomorrow!"

Ye Jing said these words in a gloomy manner, and looked at Zhang Guoli coldly: "I want to see the person who dares to touch our company, he has grown a few heads!"