Not long after, Meng Guotan, who nodded and bowed to everyone he saw, walked in from the door with a smile on his face.
Seeing Wu Honghe, Meng Guotan bent down and quickened his pace, walked up to him and respectfully shouted: "Hello, Mr. Wu."
Wu Honghe glanced at Meng Guotan and said, "The injury on your face was from a fight?"
Meng Guotan felt sad and said with a grimace: "Young Master Wu, you have to make the decision for me."
Wu Honghe said in annoyance: "It's none of my business that you're being beaten, what can I do for you?"
Meng Guotan said: "You don't know, today I met Yao Zhijun. It just so happened that the person who asked Yao Zhijun to rob Huayi Brothers Media with Mr. Wu was also there."
"He is a young man, in his twenties, with bodyguards around him, and he looks arrogant. He is simply lawless."
Meng Guotan tried his best to look pitiful and said with added jealousy: "When I met them, I thought about trying to find out what they were talking about. In the end, within a few words, the man named Li Jin started to curse."
"I said I was doing this for Mr. Wu, but it turned out that it was better not to tell him. When he mentioned your name, Mr. Wu, Li Jin became even more arrogant. He also said that he had the ability to ask Mr. Wu to go over and talk to him in person. He wanted to
Trying to rob Huayi Brothers Media from him is simply a matter of ignorance."
Meng Guotan carefully took a look at Wu Honghe's face and found that he was expressionless, so he added: "I couldn't bear to hear this, so I just made a few excuses, but before he could speak, he asked his bodyguard to
It’s like this.”
Meng Guotan told the whole story in an embellished way, trying hard to portray himself as a poor person who spoke up for Wu Honghe, but was beaten brutally.
After he finished speaking, Wu Honghe smiled.
Leaning on the sofa, playing with the cigarette with his fingers, he said to Meng Guotan: "Are you done?"
Meng Guotan nodded and replied cautiously: "That's it."
Wu Honghe slapped Meng Guotan on the face and shouted, "You are a fucking waste!"
This loud roar startled everyone without warning. Everyone turned their heads in surprise, glanced sympathetically at Meng Guotan, who was covering his face with pain and grievance, and shook his head.
Mr. Wu has a hot temper and is arrogant. This is not the first time he has hit someone without any warning.
"You said you were mine, and that guy named Li Jin and Yao Zhijun hit you, so that's a slap in my face! How the hell did you get beaten back like this? Do you still have the nerve to come back!?"
Wu Honghe grabbed Meng Guotan's collar with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Won't you call a few more people to kill him?"
Looking at Wu Honghe with cold eyes tremblingly, Meng Guotan said tremblingly: "Master Wu, I, I was wrong."
"Trash!"
Wu Honghe pushed Meng Guotan away, with a cold light shining in his eyes.
"Li Jin? He dares to steal something from me that he has never heard of. How brave does he have to be?"
As he spoke, Wu Honghe, who looked gloomy, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
After a while, the call was connected.
"Master Wu, what advice do you have?" came Yao Zhijun's neither humble nor arrogant voice.