burst! A top-level boss appeared on a variety show and was targeted by the movie king

The person who came said: "The time is almost up, go ahead, I will wait for you outside."

Hearing this, Shao Wenci glanced back and saw the black Maybach parked on the roadside.

He nodded. There were many things he wanted to say, but in the end he only responded: "Okay!"

Sang Chao watched Shao Wenci walking lightly towards the court.

The reporters looked at this man in a suit and couldn't help but whisper.

"Who is this, so arrogant!"

"I don't know, why does it look familiar?"

"When you say that, I feel a little familiar... Damn it, I remembered it. Isn't this the president of Sang Group, Sang Chao, who was in the financial news just a while ago?"

"Isn't it? You read that right, didn't you say that President Sang has thirty-one-two? This doesn't look like it!"

"It must be him. I'm absolutely not mistaken. Damn it, this is a big revelation. Sang Chao actually appeared outside the court, and he obviously has a close relationship with Shao Wenci. Why don't we take more photos? If we can interview him, we can This time it’s more prosperous.”

The reporters who heard this raised their cameras one after another.

He kept patting Sang Chao.

Sang Chao's expression did not change, he just looked at the bodyguards coldly.

The head bodyguard keenly received the boss's intention, and the muscles in his arms jumped up. He didn't know how they did it, in the blink of an eye.

The reporters stood across the street looking at each other, wondering how they ended up here.

Look at the camera microphone on the body and it's all intact.

A reporter came back to his senses, touched the back of his collar, and exclaimed: "Carrying one in each hand is like carrying a chicken. Could it be that these bodyguards all grew up eating strong men, and all of them have infinite strength? "

Sang Chao turned around and returned to the car parked on the roadside. The windows were locked, and the dark privacy film blocked everyone's view.

Seeing Sang Si's listless look, Sang Chao couldn't help but say: "I told you to stay at home, but you have to come out. You usually stay home to death, but I have never seen you as active as you are today!"

Sang Si lazily opened his eyes, yawned and said, "Aren't you here to watch a show?"

How can there be no audience when the show is about to begin?

"What good show is more important than your sleeping?" Sang Chao was a little curious.

Sang Si rubbed his face and his eyes became clearer: "I won't talk about the good show for now, but it's my brother, when did you meet Shao Wenci?"

"I got to know him after I went to his school to attend a lecture before." Sang Chao wrote lightly.

"Oh." Sang Si didn't believe it.

If it was just a lecture, with his brother's temperament, how could he come to the rescue for a junior student whom he had only met once?

Hum hum, there must be something fishy.

After waiting in the car for almost an hour, the door of the trial court finally opened.

Shao Wenci walked out in a hurry.

The reporters who were still squatting across the road subconsciously wanted to step forward, but when their eyes touched the bodyguards next to them, they could only stay away.

Shao Wenci felt relieved when he saw the Maybach still parked nearby. He stepped forward and knocked on the car window.

The car window lowered, revealing Sang Si's delicate profile: "Come up."

Shao Wenci nodded, but looked past Sang Si to Sang Chao in the driver's seat.

The car drove slowly on the road.

"Long time no see, senior." Shao Wenci curled his fingers on his knees a few times.

His eyes were fixed on Sang Chao in the driver's seat.

Not to mention Sang Chao, even Sang Si, a bystander, felt such a burning gaze.

He looked at his brother, then turned to look at Shao Wenci, feeling for the first time that he was redundant.

Sang Zhao paused with his fingers holding the steering wheel and said nothing.

There was silence in the car.

Shao Wenci added: "I thought the senior would still avoid me."

Hearing this, Sang Si looked extremely calm, but his ears quietly perked up.

"Cough cough..."

Sang Chao covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "We haven't seen each other for so long. Let's have a meal together. Thank you for taking care of A Si in the variety show."

Sang Si next to him raised his eyebrows: It was an excuse at first sight.

"So this meal is to thank me? Or to change the subject." Shao Wen said politely.

Sang Chao's stern face froze for a moment, his mind turned over and over again, and finally he sighed: "None of them."

Shao Wenci continued to press, not giving Sang Chao any chance to escape: "Then what do you mean, senior? When it comes to taking care of me, the senior should be grateful not to me, but to Gu Shen and Gu Qingfang."

Hearing the name Gu Qingfang, Sang Chao couldn't help but grit his teeth.

People who miss his cabbage still want his thanks?

dreaming.

But the main thing now is not Gu Qingfang. Sang Chao suppressed his unhappiness: "Does this topic have to be discussed now?"

"Otherwise." Shao Wenci sneered: "Are you going to wait until the senior deliberately fails to reply to my message again? Or do you want me to tell Senior Bai again before he takes it seriously? Only then will you feel that I am not joking."

As soon as these words came out, there was an awkward atmosphere in the car.

Sang Si almost choked on his own saliva and glanced at Sang Chao and Shao Wenci frequently with gossipy eyes.

Secretly cursing: He just said it. When did the elder brother become so kind?

It turned out that the pursuer came to the door.

Gee, I didn’t expect that. No wonder the eldest brother never gets married.

Ganqing has fallen in love with a junior who is seven years younger than herself.

Shao Wenci is twenty-three this year, just reaching the legal age for marriage.

Thinking about it carefully, the eldest brother must have done it on purpose. Look, Shao Wenci was so controlled by this. Sang Si couldn't help but look at the eldest brother with a reproachful look. He was just an old cow eating young grass. guy.

In a strange atmosphere, the car stopped in front of a restaurant with a bright and luxurious appearance.

Sang Si got out of the car and looked up at the name of the restaurant - Dingsheng Restaurant.

The decoration is luxurious and eye-catching, and the extremely eye-catching mix of gold and yellow reminds Sang Si of someone's aesthetics.

There is something about this restaurant owner that is quite similar to him.

Sangsi and his group sat down in the lobby. Dingsheng Restaurant was luxuriously decorated, but only the lobby could be used to eat. It was only separated by translucent screens and there were no private rooms.

If you speak a little louder, the next door can hear you clearly.

"Hasn't the good show you mentioned started yet?" Sang Chao asked, handing the ordering tablet to Sang Si.

"The time is just right." Sang Si raised his chin, motioned for them to look behind him, and said softly: "Here he comes."

Sang Chao and Shao Wenci looked through the screen.

A group of people were walking in at the door, including a man and a woman on the left and right surrounding the man in the middle, followed closely by a man in his twenties.

You can vaguely hear: "After staying in there for a whole night, Yanyan suffered. Mom has ordered the meals here in advance. Eat something delicious today to replenish Yanyan's health."

A group of four people came in the direction of Sang Si and the others and heard more clearly.