1069: C1069 I'm Afraid You Won't Have That Chance Anymore

C1069 I'm Afraid You Won't Have That Chance Anymore

How can a small entertainment company have such a tone?

Did he really think that he, kang Shi, was the biggest film company in the world?

Initially, he thought that such a thing only existed in the entertainment industry. However, it was hard to imagine that such an unspoken rule would also appear in a new industry like an internet celebrity.

"You don't have to care who I am. Tell me where you are!" Chu Feng said coldly.

His tone made the other party not even have the right to reject him. He subconsciously replied, "Bailong Club, room 3069."

Just as he finished saying this, his expression suddenly changed. He felt that something was not right.

However, just as he was about to ask something, he saw Chu Feng hang up the phone.

Immediately, he brought Zheng Qianqian to Bolong Clubhouse.

As soon as they entered Room 3069, they were greeted by a strong smell of alcohol.

In the room, there was a strong smell of alcohol. A group of men and women were hugging each other.

Even more so, they could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts as they went up and down.

The whole scene was extremely extravagant.

Seeing this, Zheng Qianqian's originally fair jade-like face suddenly became a little rosy.

Just as Zheng Qianqian was about to leave with Chu Feng, Han Molin was about to leave with him. An extremely charming looking lady beside her hurriedly stood up and grabbed Zheng Qianqian. Her eyes carried a trace of disdain as she coldly laughed, "Qixi. You can be considered to have returned?"

"Our President Han has been waiting for a long time!"

"Do you know what position President Han holds in Nanning?"

"Why aren't you obediently drinking with President Han!"

As he spoke, he tightly grabbed Zheng Qianqian, as if afraid that she would run away.

He did not know why. When Han Molin saw Zheng Qianqian again, he wanted to take her for himself.

If Zheng Qianqian didn't want to be a streamer, they wouldn't have any value at all.

Even if the time was up to Han Molin, the possibility was very small.

It was just because Zheng Qianqian was good-looking!

But even if it was like this, so what? No matter how beautiful she was, in the end, she still had to sleep with him.

"Aiyo, cEO Han. That is a flower in our dormitory. You must take pity on her. She is still..." "Hehe! Since Qi Qi has returned, then it proves that he has thought it through."

"CEO Han, do you think the contract has been signed?"

"You don't remember the wrongs of the people. Don't be angry about what happened just now!"

"If you are angry, I will be scared," Wang Yao said.

As she spoke, the girl pretended to be pitiful and sat down on Han Molin.

Chu Feng, who was beside Zheng Qianqian, did not pay much attention to Chu Feng because of the light and Zheng Qianqian's beauty.

After all, with such a beauty by his side, who would have the time to look at that man now?

Han Molin patted the girl's body without any hesitation and smiled. He said lightly, "Don't worry, as long as your classmate is with me, the contract is fine!"

"It will be even better if the few of you are together!"

A trace of greed appeared in Han Molin's eyes as he stared at Zheng Qianqian.

Although he was also an internet celebrity, he naturally knew about the rules of accepting disciples and signing contracts.

Isn't it just a woman? Since he wanted to earn money, he should also understand the unspoken rules contained within.

At the same time, the surrounding women also became extremely excited when they heard this, and they all went forward to toast.

One had to know that a signed live streamer and a wild one were two completely different concepts.

Wild live streamers had to have no traffic flow, popularity, and no popularity. Unless you did an excellent job, you would be remembered.

Otherwise, even food and food were problems.

In other words, these so-called streamers... They were nothing more than beggars on the Internet!

Then, with the matter of the Internet, they would make some money.

"Wait, when did Qi Qi say he wanted to sign a contract with you?"

At the same time, an extremely disdainful voice could be heard.

Everyone looked over and a young man had unknowingly appeared behind Zheng Qianqian.

Han Molin's face turned cold when he heard that. His eyes were cold as he said, "Kid, who are you?"

"Do you know where this place is? How dare you behave atrociously here?"

"I think you're not far from death!"

Han Molin looked at the bodyguard beside him.

The big and tall man with a fierce-looking face and tattoos on his body suddenly stood up and held the wine bottle. He coldly snorted at Chu Feng and said, "Brat, what the hell are you?"

"You know nothing here?"

Chu Feng furrowed his brows, and his fingers gently pressed against the table. With a calm expression, he said, "What if I don't get lost?"

"What should I do?"

The middle-aged man sneered. He put the bottle on the table and paused for a second. Then he laughed wildly and said, "You don't want to get lost?"

"I don't want to get lost. If you don't want to get lost, then lie down and get out!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his wine bottle and smashed it towards Chu Feng's face.

The girls looked terrified. They all closed their eyes, as if blood would splatter in the next moment.

Then, they heard an extremely shrill sound. When they opened their glasses again, they saw the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood.

The broken bottle of wine fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man's forehead was covered in blood.

There was even broken glass. The broken glass was firmly nailed to the middle-aged man's face, creating countless holes of different sizes.

"Little brother, who exactly are you?"

Han Molin's face turned slightly cold as he said coldly.2

At the same time, the men around him also stood up, and their faces carried a trace of coldness.

One had to know that they were all Han Molin's subordinates. If they did not protect their master at this time, wouldn't they be courting death?

"F * ck! Little brat, our President Han is asking you a question!"

"F * ck you, can't you hear me?"

"Are you deaf?" One of the middle-aged men with a slightly vulgar look said coldly.

Chu Feng frowned and gave him a backhanded slap.

With a bang, the middle-aged man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

In the next moment, the room was in a mess, and the sound of the bottle of wine shattering kept coming from the room.

Not long after, in the entire room, dozens of men had already fallen to the ground, wailing incessantly.

As for the few girls, their faces were similarly filled with fear, screaming endlessly.

"Han Molin, right?"

"My name is Chu Feng. If you want to look for trouble, you can do it at any time!"

"However, I'm afraid you won't have that chance anymore!"

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