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Chapter three hundred and seventy-ninth bar fight

At this time, most people in the bar were still puzzled.

Suddenly, a group of men in black suddenly appeared from somewhere, and their target was clearly heading towards someone.

Seeing Zhou Ming, who appeared in front of him, who was powerful and bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, he instinctively cowarded: "You, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Ming is just a little playboy on weekdays. He has never seen such a scene, and he can withstand their pressure. He quickly found a direction to leave here.

pity....

"Ah! What are you doing!"

"My dad is a shareholder of wireless, you...she!"

"Clang!"

"I"

"Crash!"

Seeing Zhou Ming, who was caught by the man in black, beaten like a dead dog, only knowing that he was rolled into a ball, most of the people present felt a chill in their hearts.

Now in this bar, most people are regular visitors to Lan Kwai Fong, and of course they are familiar with Zhou Ming, the young master who claims to be the "little prince of nightclubs".

But now, Zhou Ming, who was lying on the ground, had no demeanor of a little prince on his daily nightclub, and no arrogance at all. He had never seen him bullying. This was the first time they saw him being beaten like this.

Thinking of this, their bodies trembled, and then they couldn't help but look at the man who was smiling at the moment. This was a terrible man, and everyone thought secretly.

Have they ever seen a man who was almost beaten to death by his subordinates, and he still looked so calm and composed.

"How about it, everyone, do you want to ask Arjun and me to sit down?"

Ignoring the "war situation" there, Mo Xuan stepped forward a few steps, looked at Zhou Huimin with different expressions in front of him, Zhang Xueyou, Zhang Weijian and others, as if the one who gave the order just now was not him.

This is true. At Mo Xuan's current level, how could a small playboy attract his attention?

If it weren't for the girl's sake, he wouldn't have bothered to say so much to that guy.

"Uh... Of course, of course, Mr. Mo, please sit down."

"Miss He, please sit down."

Facing Mo Xuan's "kind" gaze, the eight people present swallowed a saliva, even the heroine in the incident just now was no exception.

Although they had heard of the name of the man in front of them before and were also familiar with his deeds, they had such a side when they met Mo Xuan for the first time.

Finally, the eight people were of course quick-minded. After hearing Mo Xuan's inquiry, Zhang Weijian quickly nodded with a smile.

With the experience of singing in bars and even working as a waiter, it is not uncommon for him to be jealous like today.

Although it seems a little special today, his adaptability is still a little stronger than the other seven people.

He looked at Zhang Weijian with a little deeper meaning. Mo Xuan's body turned aside him and said to He Chaoqiong, who had been silent all the time, and said, "Aqiong, sit down."

The reason why he appeared in this bar just now was because He Chaoqiong beside him picked this bar, and then he happened to see a scene that annoyed him.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him sadly. He Chaoqiong followed Mo Xuan and sat down on the sofa.

"Are you eight here celebrating?" He Chaoqiong felt very disappointed at this time.

Originally, He Chaoqiong was in a good mood in the finals of the [Rookie Singing Competition].

After all, the [Rookie Singing Competition] he organized by himself has achieved a complete success and won widespread attention from all walks of life in Xiangjiang. No matter what, it is a thing worth being happy about.

No matter how capable He Chaoqiong is, he is just a twenty-two-year-old woman.

However, before she could be happy for a while, on the stage of the [Rookie Singing Competition], a scene that she didn't want to see appeared. The man she loved actually gave someone else's woman a song that was ambiguous...

You should know that as early as the semi-finals of the [Rookie Singing Competition], Mo Xuan had just revealed a little emotion to the girl, so she asked Zhou Huimin behind the scenes for a separate conversation.

With her indirect attacks, she finally let go of her heart that was a little lingering. The girl said in person that there was nothing between her and Mo Xuan, and she had never even known each other before.

But... when he thought of [Favorite], such a...thinking song, He Chaoqiong was really a little uneasy.

Just by Mo Xuan personally wrote such a song to Zhou Huimin, in He Chaoqiong's heart, the girl's threat was much greater than other women, including the Li Lizhen, who was loved by many.

Because of this, the beautiful man pulled Mo Xuan to Lan Kwai Fong in a depressed mood, a place he had heard of before but had never been to, but it was not a good person to count...

"Yes, Miss He, aren't we just finished the competition? So we wanted to relax, but who knew that we encountered this kind of thing."

Perhaps they don’t know the identity of He Chaoqiong’s daughter, but those present know the identity of the general manager of Universal Records.

If there were no accidents, the eight of them should have signed all contracts in Fenglin's record category without exception. By then, they can be regarded as artists under He Chaoqiong.

So just as He Chaoqiong asked about the question, Zhang Xueyou, who was sitting on the other side, immediately came back to his senses and quickly said to her, with a hint of nervousness on his face.

"Yes, we drank well here, and they came to him automatically, and we didn't mess with him."

As the general manager of Universal Records, He Chaoqiong, their future boss, may be at risk of failure if she thinks she is waiting for someone to fight and cause trouble outside.

Therefore, after Zhang Xueyou explained, Zhang Weijian added to the above situation.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and He Chaoqiong looked at the pure and weak girl: "Amin, we have met again. Are you okay just now?"

In fact, in He Chaoqiong's eyes, there was no need to worry about what happened just now. What she was paying attention to now was the girl in front of her.

"Miss He, I'm fine, it's okay."

Facing Ho Chaoqiong's gaze, Zhou Huimin smiled and then said softly.

In short, her relationship with He Chaoqiong is probably more familiar than the other seven people present. After all, the two of them had a separate communication.
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