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Chapter 715

Chapter 715 The talks collapsed

Fortunately, Zhao Mingyang drove Meng Cheng's A8, which is considered a luxury car. The safety protection of luxury cars is very good.

Zhao Mingyang felt dizzy for a while. The crash of the car attracted many people to watch. Some people called the police and ambulance.

The security guard at the company's gate was shocked. This car belongs to their boss, Meng Cheng. Will something happen to Mr. Meng?

A group of people from the company quickly went to rescue Zhao Mingyang's car, and Zhao Mingyang got out of the car.

He moved his face, his mind was buzzing, he took a few deep breaths, and after a while, he felt a little more conscious. He glanced at the car that hit him, a black sign. The driver smelled of alcohol, and took the initiative to hit him.

Call the police.

Zhao Mingyang didn't care about this. This driver was an expert. He didn't really want to kill Zhao Mingyang, but hit the position where the air bag could be deployed. This was a warning.

After the other party called the police, he took a cigarette and started smoking leisurely, as if nothing was wrong.

When the police and ambulance arrived, Zhao Mingyang got in the ambulance and went to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. After briefly recording a statement with the traffic police, it could only be determined that it was a traffic accident. The other driver was drunk and proactively admitted his mistake.

If no casualties were caused, it depends on whether Zhao Mingyang will pursue the case. In the end, the matter of compensation will be left to the insurance company.

Zhao Mingyang was lying on the hospital bed, taking anti-inflammatory drugs and nutrient solution. After the examination, there was no big problem. But now that he has come to the hospital and it was a car accident. The perpetrator has to pay compensation. The hospital will not let you go without observation for a week. The hospital can let you

Go out? Unless you settle the week's money first. If you don't settle the payment and wait for the other party, then you are not in a hurry to be discharged from the hospital, and the hospital is not in a hurry to discharge you. Only the driver who caused the accident can stay in the hospital for a month.

I beg you to be discharged from the hospital, but the driver who caused the accident this time probably will not beg Zhao Mingyang to be discharged from the hospital. He wishes he could just lie here and not participate in the project.

Meng Cheng and Wan Heng's managers rushed to the hospital and looked at Zhao Mingyang on the bed. Zhao Mingyang looked at them and motioned for them to close the door.

"Fuck! Song Dongxing must have found someone to do it." Meng Cheng said angrily.

"Have you experienced this before?" Zhao Mingyang asked.

"We've experienced it before, but it's not as serious as yours. Both Mr. Meng and I have experienced being hit by a car and warned." Wan Heng's manager said.

"Yes, there is mainly no evidence that he did it, but everyone knows that he did it. I guess he will come to visit you soon, because he seems to be telling you that he did all this, and you don't have proof yet.

So crazy.

This Song Dongxing is so smart, he never leaves any black spots for himself, he is always doing bad things behind the scenes, and there is nothing you can do against him."

Just as Meng Cheng finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.

Meng Cheng went to open the door, and when he was about to open it, he hesitated because through the small glass window, he saw a middle-aged man with long hair, a beard, and a black suit standing at the door.

"Open the door, Brother Meng. If you are afraid, you can go out first. I can do it myself, don't worry." Zhao Mingyang saw something and said to Meng Cheng.

Meng Cheng opened the door, and a tall man about 1.9 meters tall with a beard and braids walked in. Meng Cheng took a few steps back. Behind the big man was a crew-cut man about 1.7 meters tall wearing a suit, carrying a

Carrying a briefcase.

Finally, a man with a slicked back hair, a beige suit and a floral shirt walked in.

The man was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. This man was Song Dongxing. He walked towards Zhao Mingyang and said with a smile: "Were you talking about me just now? I heard that our partner, Mr. Zhao, was in a car accident. I put it down immediately.

All the projects on hand have come to visit you. Is Mr. Zhao in good health?"

Zhao Mingyang looked at Song Dongxing, who was in his thirties, with a gloomy face, a stiff smile, and an expression that showed no smile at all.

This person's background is said to be very tough, at least in this area. If he goes beyond this area, that's another story.

He was holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums in his hand. Zhao Mingyang sat on the bed and looked at Song Dongxing and said: "Thank you Mr. Song for your concern. I have nothing important to do. Come, Mr. Song, please sit down and I will peel one for you." Zhu Ziqing wrote in his article

It is written in the article that the oranges his father gave him are delicious. They are oranges from Zhu Ziqing’s hometown. Do you want to try them?"

Song Dongxing's face darkened for a moment, and then he forced out a very ugly smile. He placed the chrysanthemum on Zhao Mingyang's bedside and said, "I don't eat oranges. I think chrysanthemums are more suitable for Mr. Zhao.

If you don’t like it, I can change it to something you like. What flower do you like?”

Zhao Mingyang smiled and held the chrysanthemum in his arms and said: "What a coincidence, I like chrysanthemums. One of my favorite poems is about chrysanthemums. I wonder if Mr. Song has heard of it? I will give it to you.

Listen:

Wait until autumn comes, September 8th

After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will be killed

Look at how good this description is. I don’t like other flowers but chrysanthemums. I didn’t expect that Mr. Song also loves chrysanthemums. Let’s do this. I will prepare white chrysanthemums and yellow chrysanthemums for you, and match them with each other.

I’ll give it to you then.”

Song Dongxing raised the corner of his mouth and snorted, took out his sunglasses and put them on and said: "Then don't disturb Mr. Zhao's rest. The days are long. Since Mr. Zhao likes chrysanthemums and doesn't like other flowers, then I will put all kinds of flowers in the bank.

We have all withdrawn, and I have prepared a bouquet of chrysanthemums for you in Changshou Mountain. Do as the Romans do, and I hope you get used to Changshou Mountain.

Finally, I still want to tell Mr. Zhao that sometimes people still have to maintain tradition."

Song Dongxing left, and during the conversation between Zhao Mingyang and him, both of them explained their positions.

Zhao Mingyang will never cooperate with him, either you kill me or I kill you.

Song Dongxing gave Zhao Mingyang a choice. You can either give me a condition and I will agree to it. Tell me what you like and I will give it to you. Give me your bank card and transfer money to you. If you want to toast me, you will not be fined. I

I will leave a place for you in the cemetery of Changshou Mountain.

The last sentence is that the project should be done by me, don’t think about giving it to anyone else.

The two people Song Dongxing brought were also Song Dongxing's confidence. They were thugs and lawyers. He seemed to be saying to Zhao Mingyang: "How do you want to play with me? I can send you a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of your grave at any time."

It can be said that the two of them have completely opened up their posture. If Zhao Mingyang gives in at this time, all his previous efforts will really be wasted.

But Zhao Mingyang doesn’t really want to lie down in Changshou Mountain. What if he is accidentally killed?

But if you have to say harsh words, otherwise you will be a coward if the manager of Meng Cheng and Wan Heng spreads the word.

Zhao Mingyang asked Meng Cheng and the others to leave and lay alone on the hospital bed. Only then did he realize that he had no one available.

At this point, I can only resist on my own, and it will be difficult to find anyone.

Since you don't like leaving evidence, I'll leave you some evidence.

Zhao Mingyang picked up the phone and called Ning Dongsheng: "Are you busy?"

"No, Mr. Zhao, what are your orders?" Ning Dongsheng said.

"Contact Hengdian and recruit me a group of ferocious and ferocious special actors. Each person is worth five hundred yuan per day. I need them to act in a play and give them all tattoo stickers. Do you remember?"

"Approximately how many extras are needed? Do we need a director and screenwriter?" Ning Dongsheng asked.

"No need, I write and direct myself. You just need to tell the extras that this time we are recording a live sitcom. There is no NG. Everyone has to go through it once. There will be filming in darkness. I will send the script to them when the time comes.

By the way, there may be action scenes, such as smashing cars, etc. You tell the actors and the entire crew to pay for all the losses, and I will coordinate. This time I want to try a new shooting technique."

Ning Dongsheng~ I always feel like something is wrong, but I can’t say it, but it’s arranged by the big boss, so there shouldn’t be any pitfalls, right?

Workers can only follow the boss's instructions and cannot question the boss, otherwise the boss will replace him with someone who is obedient. Ning Dongsheng always feels uneasy because the incident with Yan Shouren made Ning Dongsheng fear Zhao Mingyang for the first time.

Sorry, but we have already boarded the ship and there is no way out.

What did Zhao Mingyang want to do? Ning Dongsheng didn't know. If he didn't tell him, Ning Dongsheng wouldn't ask. He called the branch in Hengdian. Qin Bo was in charge of the recruitment. He paid 500 a day, including food and accommodation.

Act out a live sitcom.

(End of chapter)


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