Qi Xiuyuan's face turned pale with worry. In fact, he wanted it to be very peaceful there.
Well, at least everything was peaceful until a certain uncle showed up.
Guan Xingrui was very fast and arrived at the shooting location in fifteen minutes.
His suit jacket was hung on his arm, and he threw it to one of Yuan Yuan's bodyguards when he entered.
The well-tailored trousers show off a pair of straight and long legs that are even more enviable. The sleeves of the black shirt are half rolled up, revealing a slender and strong arm.
However, although he has a good figure, he is dressed in dark colors and is easily ignored when standing in a crowded place.
But there is a kind of person who is born to be the center of attention.
The impeccably refined eyebrows, and the beautiful thin lips that although slightly pursed without a smile, still make people want to kiss them, are all so beautiful that people can't move away from Yan. He just stands there, like a picture.
The stunning and dazzling painting attracted a lot of admiration.
"It turns out to be Mr. Guan." As a local snake, Dai Yong knows all the bosses of the city's big companies...he thinks so.
For people like this who are just rich and have no foundation or background, in Dai Yong's eyes, they are just small characters who can be crushed to death with one finger.
So Dai Yong still crossed his legs, holding a cigarette in his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I'll give you two ways, one..."
After Guan Xingrui entered the door, he kept walking.
Dai Yong didn't guard against him at all and just threatened him.
But when he said the word "δΈ€", Guan Xingrui had already walked up to him, grabbed the back of his chair, lifted him and the chair, walked a few steps to the dressing room on the side, lifted up his long legs, and kicked him
Opening the locked door, he threw the person and the chair in his hand.
There was no expression on his face, and there was no sign at all. Everyone present was so shocked that they couldn't react at all, and no one had time to stop him.
There was the muffled sound of the body hitting the wall, the clanking sound of the metal lounge chair hitting the wall and then bouncing off the floor, plus the sound of something hitting something when it was smashed in, and the sound of glassware breaking.
Just by listening to the noise in the locker room, you can imagine how tragic the scene was.
"...I x! You're tired of living, aren't you!"
Dai Yong got up from the mess on the ground, cursed fiercely, and punched Guan Xingrui with his fist.
With the background of the Dai family, his fighting skills are naturally not weak.
Especially when he is so angry, he might even kill someone.
The VK employees and people from the advertising shooting team outside came to their senses and hurried over to start a fight.
Guan Xingrui looked at the fist that was swinging at him, but he didn't dodge or plan to fight back. He only whispered a few words.
I was a bit far away, so I couldn't hear clearly what he said, but those with sharp eyes felt that the two words he spoke seemed to be "I am".
Immediately afterwards, Guan Xingrui raised his hand slightly towards Dai Yong, as if showing him something.
That thing must be small and can be properly covered by the palm of the hand, so from their perspective, nothing can be seen.
But just these few words, which must be very small and definitely not a gun or other weapon, completely reversed the situation.
Dai Yong's face changed drastically, his legs softened, and he knelt down.
He seemed to be frightened. He opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to sing out a musical scale. But in time, he realized that this identity could not be revealed, so he quickly changed his words, "Guan, Mr. Guan."