Is the impulse a devil?

Yoon Zhenghuan, who was bleeding from the head, was teased by Song Zhichao, and couldn't help but feel angry: "You are looking for death!"

Song Zhichao seemed very calm: "Don't talk big, I don't know who died!"

Seeing Song Zhichao so arrogant, Yoon Zhenghuan became extremely fierce and smiled at Song Zhichao: "You still dare to threaten me?"

Song Zhichao: "I'm just giving you advice - impulse is really a devil!"

"Shut up!" Yoon Jung-hwan couldn't help it anymore and almost shouted: "Catch this guy up!"

The two subordinates next to him walked towards Song Zhichao and prepared to take action.

At this time—

"Slow down! Who dares to do it?!" A crisp voice came.

Then he saw KTV executive Che Yilian walking over quickly.

Yin Zhenghuan was on the hotheads. When he saw Che Yelian coming to stop him, he angrily said, "Chi Zheng, what are you going to do?"

Cha Yelian walked up to Song Zhichao, protected him, and then said to Yoon Jung-hwan: "Mr. Song is a VIP guest of our KTV, you can't touch him!"

"VIP? A shit VIP!" Yoon Jung-hwan said, "I am the boss here. If it were a VIP, why would I not know him? Car manager, I think you are making trouble on purpose, right?!"

Che Yilian: "You can't sell my face, but Mr. Song is President Zheng's friend. I think you'd better forget it!"

Che Yelian originally thought that moving out of "Zheng Mengjiu" would make Yoon Zhenghuan surrender.

Unexpectedly, Yoon Jung-hwan was smashed twice and was already angry. In addition, he and Che Ye-lian have always had a bad relationship, so he said furiously: "Don't always use President Zheng to suppress me! Don't say that he is President Zheng's friend, even President Zheng's brother, I will mess with him today!"

Che Yilian: “…”

I didn't expect Yoon Jung-hwan to be so crazy and dare to say such things here.

...

Just when Che Yilian looked surprised—

A faint voice said, "Is it true? It seems that you have hard wings and don't even take me seriously!" Although the voice was not loud, it was full of shock.

Yoon Zhenghuan's face suddenly changed.

The subordinates around him were even more silent, and took the initiative to retreat aside and gave way to the man.

It seems that Zheng Mengjiu is biting a cigar in her mouth, putting one hand in her pocket, and proudly walking to Yoon Zhenghuan with two followers, with a smile on her face, but her eyes can kill people.

Yoon Zhenghuan was shaking all over, her cheeks twitched, and she looked at Zheng Mengjiu kneeling in front of him with a thud, and slapped herself in the face: "I'm sorry, Lord! I deserve to die! I'm guilty! I didn't say that on purpose..."

Zheng Mengjiu looked down at him, sniffed a cigarette with a cigar in his arms, then pointed at Zheng Mengjiu's head and said, "I don't want to say anything to you, I just want to tell you one thing. Since I can help you up, I can step on you!"

Yin Zhenghuan has followed Zheng Mengjiu for more than 10 years and knows Zheng Mengjiu's temper well.

It would be great if Zheng Mengjiu beat him and scolded him at this time, it means that Zheng Mengjiu was just a momentary aura; but if you are too lazy to scold him like now, it means that the situation is serious and irreparable.

Immediately, Yoon Zhenghuan hurriedly kowtowed to Zheng Mengjiu: "I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

Zheng Mengjiu was too lazy to look at him anymore and said, "Drag him down."

"Sir, I was wrong! Please, spare me!" Two strong men dragged Yoon Zhenghuan away, and Yin Zhenghuan's crying and begging kept coming along the way.

The people around were silent, especially Yin Zhenghuan's subordinates, who didn't even dare to breathe.

In fact, in Zheng Mengjiu's eyes, Yoon Zhenghuan is just an insignificant ant under his command. It depends on his mood. However, this time Yoon Zhenghuan offended someone he should not offend - Song Zhichao is a friend he tried every means to win over. In Zheng Mengjiu's eyes, it is more important than anything else, so of course he has to do a little better.

"Okay, Che Yilian will serve as the president here in the future!" Zheng Mengjiu said casually and directly raised Che Yilian to the highest position.

Che Yilian: “…”

She never dreamed that happiness would come so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, he became the person in charge of this nightclub.

She was very excited, and her face was very calm, "Thank you, President Zheng! I will definitely take care of this nightclub!"

Zheng Mengjiu nodded and looked at Yoon Jung-hwan's subordinates, and the tycoon Director Park: "As for you..."

Everyone immediately raised their hearts.

"Who did you offend Mr. Song just now, and his girlfriend next to him..." Zheng Mengjiu glanced at Han Jiaren, thinking that Song Zhichao had a good attitude, and this girl was quite beautiful. "Let's go behind and kneel down with your head in your arms - kneel for 24 hours!"

Director Park and others: "…"

Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief, at least I was not pinched to death.

...

After Zheng Mengjiu punished these people, he apologized to Song Zhichao again, saying that he was not caring for him and not being strict with his guard. He also asked Song Zhichao to forgive him. He also said that he had prepared fine wine in the private room and asked Song Zhichao to drink a drink with his girlfriend, which was shocked.

Song Zhichao was not in the mood to stay here to drink and have fun. He looked at Han Jiaren. This girl was the kind of person who was afraid. She was very brave before, but now she was hiding behind him and shivering. So Song Zhichao told Zheng Mengjiu that she was almost done and wanted to send her friends back.

Zheng Mengjiu was also interested. When he saw this situation, he did not force it and personally sent Song Zhichao and the others out.

Outside the nightclub, Quan Wulie, who was Song Zhichao's personal driver, watched Song Zhichao and Han Jiaren come out in surprise.

Isn’t Han Jiaren the one he knows the girl who “living together” with President Song? How could she appear here? What the hell is she with President Song?

Although he was full of doubts, Quan Wulie was a good driver. He didn't talk much or asked, and directly helped Song Zhichao open the car door.

Song Zhichao nodded and signaled Han Jiaren to get on the car first.

Han Jiaren is not polite either. Who would let herself live in the same place with the bad guy? It would be strange if she didn’t have a cheap car.

Han Jiaren got into the car.

Song Zhichao turned around and exchanged greetings with Zheng Mengjiu for a few more words before turning back to the car.

Zheng Mengjiu took a group of people to watch Song Zhichao leave.

This scene made the pedestrians outside the nightclub stunned, surprised that this was such an amazing big shot, with such a big pomp.

...

Near the Blue House, on the main road—

Quan Wulie drove seriously.

In the rear seats, Song Zhichao didn't speak, just leaned on the seat, with a comfortable expression

Han Jiaren couldn't hold it in anymore, and looked at Song Zhichao and suddenly said, "You seem to be amazing..."

Song Zhichao rarely heard this girl praise him and couldn't help asking: "What does it mean?"

"Last time your friend, Samsung Princess Lee Fu-jin; this time he is Zheng Mengjiu, the president of Hyundai Group - who are you?" Han Jiaren stared at Song Zhichao with beautiful eyes.

Song Zhichao turned around and looked in front, "I am your landlord and savior. Of course, maybe I am still a big evil person in my mind - but I have been three times..."

"What three times?"

Song Zhichao looked at Han Jiaren and said, "Save your life three times - you won't have such a bad memory, right?"

Han Jiaren: “…”

He immediately snorted and said, "Of course I remember! Don't worry, I will never forget it! Never!"

Song Zhichao: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you remember it or not. The key is - when will you pay back the money you owe me..."

Before Song Zhichao finished collecting the debt, he heard Han Jiaren "Oh, stop quickly, I'm sick!"

With a creaking sound, Quan Wulie stopped the car.

Then he turned his head to look at Song Zhichao and Han Jiaren.

Song Zhichao looked at Han Jiaren who was rubbing her temples with a smile, "If I asked you to pay back the money later, would your motion sickness be better?"

"Maybe it will be a little better." Han Jiaren said to Song Zhichao with pain in her face.

"Will your health be better if I just need the principal and don't have interest?"

"Oh, it's so magical! Why didn't I faint immediately when I heard you?!" Han Jiaren immediately sat up straight and blinked at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao: “…”

Then he waved his hand to Quan Wulie, who was looking at him, and said, "Drive - I have surrendered this monster!"

Quan Wulie: "..."

I didn't dare to talk too much, so I turned around and started to restart the car.

Han Jiaren took the initiative to approach Song Zhichao, almost pressing her ears on Song Zhichao: "Is the monster you are talking about me?"

"What do you think?"

"Monsters are all ugly, I'm so beautiful."

"What should I do?"

"Then call me a fairy—the fairy is so beautiful, especially those vixen that are fascinating..."

Song Zhichao: "..." He stretched out his finger and pushed Han Jiaren's forehead, "Stay away from me."

But Han Jiaren buried her head in his arms and said, "Oh, I'm dizzy again!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

Quan Wulie, who was driving in front, was even more clever. He didn't dare to say anything, asked anything, and looked even more afraid - he could only drive with his neck and bury his head.
Chapter completed!