As she expected, this Miss Zhang Lulu had a protruding front and back, either an F or an E. This kind of occasion was just crowded with people, and maybe many of them were hired by the event organizers.
Not interesting.
Turn around and leave.
As soon as she turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, two mall security guards blocked her in front of her like a human wall.
She raised her head and was slightly startled.
Then a man in a white shirt walked up.
"manager."
The two security guards nodded and shouted to the man in the white shirt.
The manager glanced at Zhang Mofei and said with a smile, "Miss, the surveillance shows that you spilled the coffee on Miss Zhang Lulu."
Although he smiled politely and respectfully, Zhang Mofei was very unhappy with his words.
Frowning, she asked loudly, "What do you mean by splashing? I accidentally choked it, and she happened to be underneath. It was such a coincidence."
Otherwise, if she had nothing to do but pour coffee on an unknown person when she was full, she would be mentally ill.
He folded his hands on his chest and firmly refused to plead guilty.
"Please apologize to Ms. Zhang Lulu." The manager still kept a smile on his face and glanced at the bodyguard beside Zhang Mufei as he spoke.
I probably guessed that she was very serious about it.
Zhang Mofei saw that the manager kept smiling politely at her, and she was no longer embarrassed. Apologizing was not a difficult task. No matter whether it was intentional or unintentional, she always had to say she was sorry.
"All right."
Before she finished speaking, a cup of milk tea flew onto her head.
Then another cup.
"What the hell do you think you dare to do to hit our Lulu?"
"that is."
Brown milk tea dripped down Zhang Mofei's hair.
Zhang Mofei turned to stone for two seconds, opened his eyes, and clenched his fists with both hands.
"Miss." The bodyguard on the side quickly took out a tissue and wiped Zhang Mufei's face.
Another bodyguard was blocking Zhang Lulu's fans who were crowding towards Zhang Mofei.
There were many people, and they scolded and beat Zhang Mofei.
There were only two bodyguards, and they couldn't handle it at all, so they had to take action.
Anyone who comes near Zhang Mofei will be punched.
"Who?" Zhang Mofei roared angrily.
He glanced sharply at the crowd.
"Who threw the two cups of milk tea? Get out of here yourself. If I find out, you will be miserable."
Her voice was not loud, but her tone was domineering.
These idiotic fans made her angry to death.
I was really unlucky when I arrived in City D. I was defeated on the first day.
The next day, I was besieged again by a group of idiots.
The concealer makeup on my face fell off due to the milk tea, and the green patch was exposed.
But image is not what she cares about most now. After all, unlike Zhang Lulu, she relies on image to make a living.
"Who do you think you are? Who told you to pour that coffee on us?"
"That's right, you were polite enough to get out of here yourself without drowning yourself in spit."
"..."
What followed was a flurry of chatter.
Zhang Mofei's body was trembling, and her upper and lower teeth were fighting.
Of course, she was not cold, but angry.
How many idiots has God created in mankind?
Her bodyguards injured several people and were unable to get up from the ground.
She cried in pain and called her mother, and then no one dared to attack her physically, they only scolded her.
She glanced across everyone and looked at Zhang Lulu standing on the stage. Shouldn't she protect her public image when her fans were causing trouble?
Unexpectedly, he was enjoying watching the show, curling his lips sarcastically, and his eyebrows were filled with sarcasm.
There's still a hint of sinisterness about it.
Zhang Mofei's eyebrows trembled. She felt that her pubic area was blocked. How could such a public figure become famous? Was it because of the unspoken rules of that big shot?
ps: Does anyone have any feelings for us, Mr. Bai?
