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Chapter 787 Young Master, spare my life(1/2)

My nephew didn't know that he had killed his biggest backer.

When Su Mu was calling, he thought Su Mu was pretending.

But Su Mu's attitude was too weird.

But my nephew still doesn't believe it.

This guy is the funder behind an entertainment company.

This entertainment company is also well-known in the circle, with several traffic stars.

As a financial backer, he naturally didn't have the mood to pay attention to who Su Mu was.

The fundamental reason for his investment is to sleep with female celebrities.

Relying on the wealth of his family, he has an uncle and backer behind him, this guy is very arrogant.

Unfortunately, his reputation is too bad. People in the entertainment industry who basically know him avoid him.

When Su Mu left, he walked directly towards Zhang Yimo.

Lao Zhang quickly took off his headset and smiled and leaned over. His attitude was a bit like kneeling and licking.

This scene made my nephew confused.

In the entertainment industry, who doesn’t know the famous national teacher?

Lao Zhang back then could make an amateur famous all over the country with just one casual word.

Although he has been on a downward trend in recent years and is so embarrassed that he can't even get investment, it does not hinder his status in the entertainment industry at all.

Seeing Lao Zhang's attitude towards that boy, my nephew knew that he was in trouble today.

He quickly stopped a Qingcheng Entertainment staff member at the scene and whispered a few words.

The staff member looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

He didn't even tell him who Su Mu was, just as he avoided him like he was avoiding the plague god.

Where did the idiots come from?

I don’t know who Su Mu is?

The nephew was shocked.

Panicked.

He stayed there for a long time until the phone vibrated and he was not able to recover his mind.

When I saw the number, my hand almost slipped.

His uncle called.

The call was trembling and a howl was heard on the other end of the phone:

"Tao Mingzhi, you bastard, you are simply... a beast!"

Time goes back a few minutes ago.

Zhu Dawei is looking forward to the future with a vigorous spirit in his office.

There are three years left to become the director.

The phone on the table interrupted his fantasy.

As soon as he saw the number, he immediately stood up, looked flattered, and said intimately:

"Director, are you looking for me?"

The usually kind director, his voice was as cold as ice at this time:

"Zhu Dawei, I officially notify you that you will be suspended for investigation."

This sentence is like five thunder thunder.

This is what people in the officialdom are most afraid of hearing.

Suspension is pending.

This thing is so scary.

When you hear this, it means that the relevant departments have fully grasped the evidence of your various malfeasance and corruption.

Next, there is the small dark room.

The kind of small black room that is absolutely no more than five square meters, all soft bags, and the toilet sink is covered with thick sponges, eating, drinking, defecation and urination are all day long, and at night they have to be directly exposed by huge lights.

One question is that it can bombard your small dark room a hundred times in a row.

The phone was not hung up, and the office door was pushed open by himself, and two middle-aged men in uniform walked in.

As soon as the ID is lit, Zhu Dawei becomes...infirm.

After finding out the situation, Zhu Dawei almost went crazy.

Did your nephew report himself?

This sounds like magic.

How dare he report himself to those unethical and crazy things that the little bison did?

Are you crazy or stupid?

You want to jump off the building just by wanting you.

What are you doing with your uncle?

You are not looking for death like this.

"Uncle...what the hell happened to me?"

"Didn't you report me?"

"I...I don't."

"What the hell is going on?"

My nephew talked about the matter as if he had lost his parents.

Zhu Dawei on the other end of the phone was so angry that he squirted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes roared bloody:

"Little beast, you dare to ask me what happened? What are the benefits of reporting me? You are so fucking dead, don't take me with you! You beast! Why do I have a nephew like you? You are not only relying on me all day long

Your parents' money to sleep with actresses and play little stars, what else can you do? I have told you that sooner or later you will kill yourself! Now you finally got your wish? The whole family will be done!"

"uncle……!"

Doudou!

My nephew shivered like a quail, allowing the valuable customized phone to slide down and smashed on the hard marble floor, and the diamonds inlaid fell all over the floor.

This guy is also blessed to the heart.

Su Mu and Lao Zhang had a few jokes, and the beautiful girl group had already walked towards him side by side.

No matter how long he is waiting for him to meet him.

A whirlwind blew by.

Scream!!

Those present saw a figure, at least ten meters away from Su Mu, and they knelt down with a thud.

Then, with the powerful impact force, my knees made a sharp friction sound on the smooth ground, and then slid in front of Su Mu.

Then another provoked and a terrified roar:

"Young Master, spare my life."

Everyone, including Zhang Yimo, was stunned.

What's going on?

What happened again?

Everyone is too gossipy.

Su Mu asked with a confused look on his face:

"Brother, what happened?"

The nephew cried bitterly and kept begging:

"Young Master, no, no, no, Master, you are so damn good at your mouth. You are so accurate. Please save me, it's okay to pay."

Lao Zhang and others looked at Su Mu in a daze, almost writing the word shock on their face.

master?

Iron mouth God breaks?

What the hell?

What did Mr. Mu pretend to be?
To be continued...
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