Zhou Zheng shook his phone at her, "I don't have the video, but I did take a photo just now. If you don't want me to give this photo to Luo Jun, you'd better be polite to me!"
Turning around and waving to her, Zhou Zheng turned around and walked out of the guest room, walking away.
"Ah!" Qiao Wei grabbed her hair and roared, "Zhou Zheng, I won't let you go, I won't!"
Zhou Zheng went all the way downstairs, immediately sat in the car waiting outside, and handed the phone to Han Qing, "Assistant Han, you...you must say a nice word for me in front of Mr. Luo, I..."
Han Qing wiped the phone carefully and carefully put it into the bag, "Mr. Luo? Do you know Mr. Luo?!"
"I..." Zhou Zheng froze, and for a moment he was busy with his smiling face, "I... don't know him, I've never seen him before."
The car drove onto the express lane and drove all the way to the suburbs.
Zhou Zheng looked at the scenery outside the window in confusion, "Where are we going?!"
Han Qing did not respond.
Looking outside the car at the increasingly desolate road scene, Zhou Zheng's face became increasingly pale.
The car finally stopped, and two bodyguards pulled Zhou Zheng out of the car expressionlessly.
"Assistant Han, Assistant Han..." Zhou Zheng's voice trembled and he looked at Han Qing, who was walking over, "You..."
"Which hand?" Han Qing asked.
"What?" Zhou Zheng didn't understand.
"Which hand touched Miss Lin?" Han Qing asked again.
Zhou Zheng's cold sweat immediately broke down, "Assistant Han, please, let me go this time, I..."
Han Qing stood there calmly, "If you don't tell me, I will have to destroy both of your hands."
Zhou Zheng knelt on the ground and grabbed Han Qing's pants, "Assistant Han, Mr. Luo...he promised to let me go..."
"Promise to let you go?" Han Qing raised his lips, "I never knew he would do something like that...which hand?"
Looking at the bodyguards standing on both sides, Zhou Zheng stretched out his right hand while trembling all over.
Han Qing raised his chin slightly, turned around and got into the car.
When he sat down in the car, Zhou Zheng's screams could already be heard outside the car.
Taking out his mobile phone, Han Qing quickly dialed Luo Jun's number.
"Mr. Luo, everything has been done as you ordered."
"I see."
On the other end of the phone, Luo Jun was standing in the hospital corridor, his palm holding the phone lowered.
Looking at Chu Le sleeping peacefully in the ward, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
It's so late, why is Chu Xiaochen still missing?
Luo Jun tapped the phone with his slender fingers to bring up the bodyguard's number. Luo Jun immediately called the number, "Where is Xiaochen?"
Something like that just happened last night. Even though she knew she had bodyguards to protect her and she should be fine, Luo Jun still couldn't help but worry.
On the other end of the phone was the voice of a female bodyguard, "Mr. Luo, Miss Chu will be at the door of the hospital building soon. She is with..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Luo Jun had already hung up the phone and strode downstairs with a smile.
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Outside the hospital building.
Chu Xiaochen stopped and said, "Zhuo Ran, I'm so sorry that I asked you to send me off!"
"It's me who should be sorry for delaying you for such a long time." Zhuo Ran said with a smile on his lips, "Thank you very much for your comments and suggestions on our script. I will let them modify it.
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Chu Xiaochen waved her hands hurriedly, "No, I'm just talking casually. In fact, I haven't thought about the script."
"How could it be? I think the opinions you put forward are really something I didn't even think of." Zhuo Ran stretched out his palm to her, "This time, I really want to thank you. Not only did you treat me to dinner, but you also helped me."
