The so-called speeches are usually a long and long nonsense, and Sun Bo is naturally no exception. "In these three months, our crew members of the "Fengqiao" have experienced all kinds of hardships, hardships that ordinary people can't imagine, and they even changed the male lead in the middle..." When it came to this, Yuan Shaowu immediately looked embarrassed. "Fortunately, we received the great efforts of General Lao, the company, and he asked us not to give up under any conditions. Here, please invite General Lao to say a few words to us, and everyone applauded and welcomed us!"

Lau Langming went up and said another irrelevant nonsense. The audience endured it hard, but the fans outside the venue had already started to scold him.

There were sporadic applause from time to time in the venue. He was the investor and the organizer's boss. Free drinks and delicious meals were provided by this person, so he could give some face.

Lau Langming rarely faces TV viewers and gradually finds feelings in front of hundreds of cameras. The more he talks, the happier he gets. He treats the premiere as a company meeting, and even the development purpose of Yintian Company emerges.

Sun Bo's phone suddenly rang, and Laurenming was interrupted and looked at him unhappily.

"Ah, it's my cousin's call!" Sun Bo shouted in surprise, and regardless of what Lau Langming was thinking, he picked up and answered.

For a moment, the scene was silent, with only extremely slight breathing sounds.

Zhang Xiaona excitedly typed a line of words on her notebook: "After waiting for two hours, director Sun Bo received a call from her cousin..." Then she stopped her finger and listened carefully.

Sun Bo whispered: "Cousin, what are you still doing? Everyone is waiting for you, why don't you come here quickly? Your cousin is here too."

"You guys start first, don't wait for me. I'll get through some small things right away." The phone and microphone were quite loud, and people in the front rows heard it.

Sun Bo was so anxious that he wanted to jump: "What else can be more important than the premiere? This is related to the hard work of nearly 100 crew members over the past six months..."

"What does this matter to me?" The clever reporter immediately thought of the news title to be selected: "Fengqiao" has nothing to do with my cousin. The low male voice in the microphone continued: "The movie was made together. What does it matter if I lack one? Besides, only you guys who are full and have nothing to do will have a hard premiere. Damn, I'm not the pork in the pork stall. Is it strange to show you?"

The reporters were sweating coldly. This cousin was so arrogant. Not only did he swear, but he also looked down on the premiere. He was so kind. He decided that the title was just written by "My cousin called the premiere of Fengqiao a pork stall."

Everyone whispered to each other, and his words were immediately passed on by word of mouth, and the entire hall was instantly known. Some people liked it but were hated by more people, and many reporters were even angry by their cousin's arrogant attitude. A female reporter who could not rub the sand in her eyes stood up and asked loudly: "According to my cousin's words, he would not take the premiere seriously, so what's the point of us coming here? Let me go!" He immediately walked out of the hall angrily. Many people thought: "A woman with this personality can still live in today's society until now and not be eliminated. It would be strange if she is not a relative of the boss."

Ding Liujing smiled and thought: "It's true that Teacher Liao's tone, but it would be a pity if he really didn't come." Murong Lanluo in the front row basically had no reaction after hearing this.

At the last press conference, many people had already experienced my cousin's words. I thought, if he didn't come, I wouldn't come. I would write more about Murong Bingyu later and try to calm the anger of newspapers and magazine readers and TV network users because they didn't see their cousin appear.

"I won't talk so much, I'll go and fuck you first." My cousin ended the call unilaterally.

A second-rate actress who sat closer felt insulted. Afterwards, she recalled, "I have never seen such a vulgar man in my life, who openly talked about that topic on such a major occasion... It's so uneducated!"

Sa Lei sniffed and said, "Lan Luo, your father is still so bored. Will he come?"

"He said he would definitely come."

...

At this moment, the uneducated Bingge and Nandi stopped the car on Sunflower Road.

Che Shenqiu's wound was not well recovered. Brother Bing stole his beloved car "Time" and drove it out. He changed into a typical windbreaker of the Speed ​​Party. He wore panda sunglasses. Unfortunately, he was so cold that his nose was red and his nose was flowing, destroying his overall image. Brother Nan even put his hands into his sleeves, shivering his neck and said tremblingly: "Mom, I have said not to drive a motorcycle. Okay, what cool do you want to be cool? Do you want to be gentle and not warm?"

"Who thought it would be so cold this winter. It didn't snow last year. It was so cold that the engine work was not ideal." Liao Xuebing rubbed his hands hard, jumped out of the car and stomped his feet. Passers-by looked at them like fools, and taught the children around him a lesson: "Look, if you don't study hard and can't find a good job, you don't even have a small car, and you'll suffer from driving a motorcycle in the middle of winter!"

"Is it 327? I heard that yew is blooming there."

Brother Nan raised his collar to block the wind, ignored him, and said dullly for a while: Yes.

After searching for a long time, it turned out that it was in an alley full of garbage. It was a three-story old 1960s building with red walls and white tiles, plaster peeling off, red bricks exposed, iron railings were covered with rust, and it turned black. The cement prefabricated stairs were covered with cracks.

Lao Liao couldn't help but curse: "A big company that collects a debt of tens of millions is actually squatting in such a building. The damn rich man is afraid that money will be exposed and pretending to be poor."

A strong man wearing a precious mink coat with a fur collar on his neck vigilantly stopped them at the stairs: "What are you doing? This is a warehouse area, so idle people are not allowed to enter, go quickly." He was wearing mink fur, with a translucent luster, without a trace of miscellaneous hair, and his value was not less than 100,000 yuan. Even those who were looking at the door were dressed so well, and the yew land was rich, so it is conceivable.

Liao Xuebing smiled and said, "Is Manager Wu on it? I was entrusted by Su Lun, the sales manager of Yilidale Home Appliances Company, to pay off his debts."

The strong man's color was slightly relieved, he took a step forward and said, "Su Lun got the money so soon? Don't he dare to come by himself? As Si, bone, you guys come down. Sorry, I'll call Brother Qiang first."

The two men quickly got off from above and cursed, "Baby, if nothing happens, I will chop up your whole family. Is it too cold to let people live?"

"They are here to pay off the debt for Sulun. Please search for your body first, and I will notify Brother Qiang."

The two men were about to take action, when Nandi suddenly popped up a thin steel wire, like a winding cobra, and spider silk. No one could react. He had already twisted the strong man's throat and sneered: "Don't fuck you, don't pay back the money, dare to search for my body?"

The thin steel wire was as sharp as a knife. It was cut into the skin of his neck and could not say a word. As long as he breathed a little force, he would feel his throat breaking. Finally, Nandi Gu Xi was wearing bright fur and did not take any ruthless action. When he suffocated to a certain extent, he loosened the steel wire.

The strong man was able to inhale fresh air, frightened and angry. He was about to fight back, but his head was already hitting the iron railing and fainted. The iron railing made a buzzing sound.

The other two men were already in shock at Liao Xuebing's feet.

Nandi quickly took off his sable coat and put it on his body. He suddenly became taller on the ground. He was very proud and smiled: "This time I got a good harvest. I will give me a good dress to pay my debts and discounts. The yew is so fat that it is so fat that we can scrape them well."

There were several men in charge of the guard standing on the third floor yawning boredly. When they saw Liao Xuebing and Nandi walking out of the stairs, they looked calm and shouted, "Who is it?"

"A Si and Botou asked us to come up to see Brother Qiang, which is about Su Lun's debt." Liao Xuebing said as he handed out the river hookah to them, but was rejected coldly.

Several men often kicked the stair railings when they were bored. They were not surprised when the sound just now. When they heard the other party mention the nickname of A Si and Bones, their expressions relaxed. The yew's perennial efforts over the years made them lose their basic vigilance. They didn't put the visitor in front of them, and said, "Come with me, Brother Qiang is playing mahjong with Brother Broken Tail."

He led the two to the room at the end of the corridor, knocked on the door and shouted: "Brother Qiang, Su Lun has come to pay off the debt."

"Oh, let them in."

Liao Xuebing pushed the door open, which was completely different from the dilapidated and decadent outside the building. The room was warm and decorated in a very luxurious way. It was about 40 square meters in a large living room with firewood burning in the fireplace, soft carpets on the ground, and a specimen of bison heads often used by pseudo-nobles to show off. Four people were playing mahjong around the rosewood table, and there were two young and pretty girls next to it. There were half of the red wine on the marble table not far away, and there were blooming flowers in the corner of the wall.

The table turned his face toward the man with a hunchback from the side and asked, "Did Su Lun send you here? Did you come with the money? Damn, you are so empty, where did you get the money? Haven't I ever confessed that you don't accept checks, just cash?" As he spoke, two ugly front teeth swayed in the air, which was particularly annoying.

This person is Wu Jianqiang. He only wore a bright yellow silk shirt with no buttons on the front. He slimmed his chest with ribs, pale face, deep eyes, and dense pinholes on his wrists. It can be seen that he was empty by drugs.

The next house sitting in the north interrupted him, "Touch the card quickly, I just broke my tail and played six bullets, don't fire the fire."

Liao Xuebing took off his windbreaker and sat on the sofa opposite them, saying, "I have no money. I just came here today to discuss with you. Let's forget about Su Lun's account."
Chapter completed!