C462 Bottle
"What? You just said that Marshal Lu Fengshen called you?"
Qin Feng said with his eyes wide open.
"Yeah, what happened?"
Yang Xuan casually lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
The people in the room looked at each other. Little Dou Ya walked forward and touched Yang Xuan's forehead. "You don't have a fever. Little Six, did you not rest well these few days? Why are you talking nonsense?"
"Go to hell!"
Yang Xuan opened Little Dou Ya's hand. "I really called him just now. Why would I lie to you?"
Qin Feng tilted his head and said, "Then tell me, why did General Qilin call you?"
"Because he begged me to give him the title personally."
Yang Xuan casually replied.
Everyone was just about to flare up when Qin Feng raised his hand and looked at Yang Xuan again. He asked, "But just now, the television said that the one who gave him the title was a King Rank Dragon King?"
"That's right, because I am a King Rank Dragon King."
Yang Xuan replied.
The room was stunned for a few seconds.
Hahaha! Hahaha!
They suddenly covered their stomachs and laughed loudly.
"F * ck, f * ck, Little Six, when did you become so humorous? I, Uncle Shan, am not as gullible as you!"
"You are still a King Rank Dragon King. If you really are, I will livestream eating sh * t!"
Qin Feng laughed until tears came out.
"Alright, remember what you said. When the time comes, don't deny it."
Yang Xuan said with a playful smile. He thought that Qin Feng had said something big this time.
"Okay, this topic ends here!"
Chung Qing looked at Yang Xuan with a serious look. "In the future, you can pretend to be a doorkeeper with your mouth!"
"You can joke, but not all kinds of jokes!"
"Titled Grand Marshal, King Rank Dragon King. Can someone of this level joke casually?"
Yang Xuan was speechless and said, "I'm not joking, I'm really King Rank Dragon King..."
"Shut up!"
Chung Qing angrily rebuked, "When will you be able to change this boastful habit of yours?"
"I will deduct your half month bonus. I hope you will remember it in the future!"
Yang Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears. He had wasted half a month's bonus. Why did no one believe him every time he told the truth?
The first batch of the company's products would officially enter the market in three days.
These two days were also the busiest time.
Especially Chung Qing, who did not sleep at all for almost 24 hours.
She personally took charge of the product promotional press conference that would be held three days later.
Yang Xuan originally wanted to give himself three days off, but Chung Qing would not let him be idle.
As long as there was no skill involved, he would do all the running errands.
"Yang Xuan, you go to the city center right now and find a hotel with a good environment to book a few rooms at Kun Chi. There will be a guest coming to the press conference at that time."
Chung Qing ordered.
"Can't you just call and book a room?"
"Don't talk so much nonsense. If I tell you to go, then go!"
"Er... Alright!"
Yang Xuan could only drive the car to the Kun Chi unhappily.
In his heart, he was cursing Chung Qing for always making things difficult for him. It was clearly something that could be settled with just a phone call, yet she insisted on making him come all the way here.
Just as he arrived near the hotel, he saw a large group of people blocking in front of him.
From the looks of it, it seemed like another celebrity had come.
Yang Xuan had no choice but to park his car nearby and walk over.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that there was a little girl about six or seven years old who had been following him.
"Little sister, what's the matter?"
Yang Xuan turned around and smiled.
The little girl had two ponytails, and her eyes were a little evasive. Her face was red, and she was holding an empty bottle of mineral water in her hand.
"Uncle, when you finish drinking the water, can you give me the bottle?"
The little girl said timidly.
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Little sister, why do you want the bottle? Do you want to make toys?"
The little girl shook her head. "I'll use the bottle to exchange for money. I want to go to school."
Yang Xuan was stunned. He squatted down gently and asked, "Little girl, where are your family members?"
The little girl said, "I don't have parents. I only have one grandpa at home. These few days, grandpa has been sick and can't come out to pick up the bottle."
Yang Xuan's heart ached.
"Hey, the one who keeps the bottle, come here!"
At this time, not far away, there was a little boy who was about the same age as him. He casually threw a bottle of Coke, which he had only drunk two mouthfuls, onto the ground.
The little girl hurriedly ran over. Just as she picked up the bottle of Coke, the crowd suddenly became restless.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
A few bodyguards quickly rushed forward to open up a path for the celebrities behind them. A large group of fanatical fans also rushed over.
The passers-by beside them were roughly pushed aside.
The little girl had just picked up the bottle when she was pushed aside by the fanatical fans.
The little girl fell to the ground, the plastic bag containing the bottle in her hand scattered all over the floor.
She didn't know if it was because her heart ached for the bottle or because it hurt from the fall.
The little girl cried out loud.
The fanatical fans were like a tidal wave. The little girl sat on the ground and cried out in fear.
Yang Xuan took a big stride forward and picked up the little girl.
"Uncle, my bottle..."
The little girl cried very sadly and was still thinking about her bottle.
"Are you f * cking crazy!?"
Yang Xuan shouted angrily.
"Don't you see there are children here? What if they get stepped on?!"
"You, come and apologize!"
Yang Xuan took a step forward and pulled the fan who had pushed the little girl back.
"Who are you? Who asked him to block Brother Bin's way? Get up quickly. If you miss the chance to take a photo with Brother Bin later, can you bear it?"
The fan was extremely fanatical and turned around to leave.
"I'm f * cking asking you to apologize!"
Yang Xuan was so angry that he kicked the fan's butt.
That person was kicked until he ate sh * t.
"Apologize!"
Yang Xuan said angrily.
"F * ck you! How dare you hit me! Go to hell!"
The man threw a punch at Yang Xuan.
However, the man's fist was like a mosquito in Yang Xuan's eyes.
He was easily sent flying by Yang Xuan's kick.
"I'm going to fight you to the death!"
That man shouted.
In fact, Yang Xuan did not even use his strength just now. Otherwise, the man would not have had the strength to bark here.
"What's going on!?"2
At this time, a young man wearing sunglasses and a suit walked over under the escort of bodyguards.
"Brother Bin, I'm not dreaming right? Brother Bin, can I take a picture with you?!"
The man's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He was even more excited than seeing his own father.
The young man called Brother Bin looked at the man and said to Yang Xuan, "Now, I order you to apologize to my fans immediately!"
Yang Xuan felt that this person was quite unfamiliar. He had no recollection of him and could not recall which star he was.
However, he was not interested in these things. He said calmly, "He was the one who pushed me first."
After experiencing the baptism of ordinary people's society for nearly three years, Yang Xuan's character slowly became peaceful. He would be reasonable when encountering things.
"But this is the reason why you hit people!"
Who would have thought that Brother Bin would explode in anger? He angrily said, "My fans are all my family. Today, you hit my family. No matter who you are, you must apologize!"
"Brother Bin..."
"Brother Bin!"
"Brother Bin is awesome..."
The fans were so moved that their eyes turned red.
The man kneeled down on the ground and said to Brother Bin, "Brother Bin, I didn't expect you to protect us like this. Even if I have to sell everything I have, I will still support you in your live broadcast room!"
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