The first thousand three hundred and seventeen chapters
"yes."
The two security guards responded and walked up to Chen Hao: "Sir, please leave immediately, otherwise we will not be polite."
Chen Haodao: "This is my home! It's ridiculous that you want to kick me out of my home."
What! Everyone was shocked.
"your home?"
The manager surnamed Jia made a serious sound and said disdainfully: "This villa belongs to the property and was rented to our crew for filming. When did it become your home?
Are you in a bad mood? Security, pull him out!"
"yes."
The security guard stepped forward and grabbed Chen Hao's arm.
"stop!"
Chen Hao shouted, reached out and took out the real estate certificate from his arms, opened it and faced the young man named Jia and others: "You see clearly, this is my house photo, it is clearly marked as Villa No. 18, Mingyu Villa,
It is my property."
He also placed some important daily items in the Tiandao Merit Tower so that he could take them out at any time when needed.
Everyone looked at it and saw that the property certificate clearly stated Villa No. 18 in Mingyu Villa, building area: 1,024 square meters, and owner: Chen Hao.
Chen Hao took out his ID card again: "This is my ID card. Can you prove it?"
The reporter surnamed Jia immediately fell silent and looked at each other with others.
Unexpectedly, the villa actually belonged to the young man named Chen Hao in front of him.
Chen Hao asked: "Who asked you to come to my house to shoot?"
The scene recorder named Jia looked at the director.
The middle-aged director said solemnly: "Although you are the owner of the villa, we have signed a rental agreement for Villa No. 18 with the property management of Mingyu Villa. Those who have already paid the money must film here. Please don't affect us.
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Chen Haodao: "You have figured it out, villa No. 18 is mine! What right does the property management have to rent my villa to you?"
Your agreement is simply invalid."
The middle-aged director said impatiently: "Then you go talk to the real estate agent, you can't talk to me.
Please go out and don’t interfere with our shooting.”
Chen Hao laughed angrily: "Haha, you are really interesting, you want me to leave my home?
Get out of here right away or I will call the police!"
With that said, Chen Hao took out his mobile phone and was about to broadcast the number.
"Wait a minute, don't call the police yet."
The middle-aged director reluctantly stopped him, and then told the reporter named Jia: "Go upstairs and invite Mr. Qian down."
The manager surnamed Jia nodded and was about to go upstairs. Suddenly, a grumpy voice sounded: "What's going on? It's so annoying to make so much noise. Are you going to let me sleep?"
As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing pajamas and slippers, with a fat head, big ears, and a short haircut, looked like a nouveau riche, walked down the stairs with a cigarette in his mouth and cursed.
Chen Hao's face turned ugly.
His consciousness had already seen that this nouveau riche middle-aged man had just been sleeping in the bedroom where he used to live, leaving the room in a mess.
"Darling, I've been filming all day. I'm hungry and tired, and I'm still emotionally disturbed by the hanging thread that popped out of nowhere. I haven't finished filming yet..." When the actress with heavy makeup saw the obese man, she immediately rushed over.
Holding the other person's arm, I don't know whether it's coquettishness or coquettishness.
The obese man patted her face with a leering look: "Baby, you're hungry. I'll give you a lollipop later."
"It's disgusting, there are so many people, how bad are you?"
The actress hit the obese man on the chest with her small fist.
"Mr. Qian, I'm sorry to disturb your rest."
The middle-aged director came over with a flattering smile and told what happened.
"The owner of Villa No. 18?"
The fat man surnamed Qian glanced sideways at Chen Hao, then puffed out a puff of smoke: "Don't worry, keep filming!"
The middle-aged director Wei Qian said: "But he said he wanted to call the police."
The fat man surnamed Qian said calmly: "Let him report, I will take care of anything."
The middle-aged director beamed: "Yes, Mr. Qian."
Fatty Qian put his arms around the actress's waist: "Xiao Cui is hungry. I have to go upstairs to feed her. You can film other scenes first."
The middle-aged director looked troubled: "Mr. Qian, the other scenes have been filmed, and now the remaining scenes are basically Miss Cui's scenes."
Fatty Qian said impatiently: "Why are you so ink-stained? Can't you wait a moment?"
It’s not like I won’t give you money.”
The middle-aged director smiled bitterly and could only respond: "Yes, yes, yes."
Fatty Qian was about to hug the actress and walk upstairs when he suddenly thought of something and turned around and pointed at Chen Hao: "By the way, I don't like to be disturbed by outsiders. If this guy wants to call the police, tell him to go outside and report."
, the villa does not allow him to take a step forward."
Hearing this, the middle-aged director glanced at Chen Hao sarcastically and said with a smile: "Mr. Qian, this is not good for you. Mr. Chen Hao is the owner of Villa No. 18."
Fatty Qian said arrogantly: "I can't help it, I'm just so domineering, as long as it's a place that I like, no matter who the owner is, you have to give it to me.
I live in his place to give him face, so you should be grateful to me, kneel down and kowtow a few times!"
The middle-aged director and others laughed.
The actress cooed: "Darling, you are so domineering, I admire you for this."
"Of course! I'm so domineering that I can make you call me daddy!"
Fatty Qian picked up the actress and walked upstairs with a smile on his face.
"stop!"
Chen Hao's cold voice came from behind: "You two bitches, don't dirty my house." Everyone's laughter stopped abruptly.
Fatty Qian just took a step and suddenly stopped.
He put down the actress, turned around slowly, and cast a fierce look from his triangular eyes: "Are you talking to me?"
Chen Hao said calmly: "Who do you think you are?"
"Interesting..." Fatty Qian looked at Chen Hao. Instead of getting angry, he bared his teeth and smiled.
Seeing his smile, the actress couldn't help but tremble, showing fear.
Fatty Qian shook his thick neck and walked closer: "Your name is Chen Hao, right? You are so young and can afford a villa in Mingyu Villa. My family must be in good condition. You should have heard my name. I
My name is Qian Ming, but everyone on the street calls me Qian Papi, do you understand what I mean?"
Having said this, Fatty Qian showed a cruel smile.
The middle-aged director and others looked at Chen Hao with pity in their eyes.
Chen Hao said: "What do you mean?"
Fatty Qian leisurely put the cigarette into his mouth and took a deep breath: "Literally, it means that I have peeled off human skin, real human skin, and there are more than one."
After saying that, he puffed out smoke and pointed the cigarette butt towards Chen Hao's forehead: "Before peeling someone off, I have a good habit of burning a hole with the cigarette butt so that my men know where to start.
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After the words fell, two security guards quickly stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, ready to twist Chen Hao's arms to prevent Chen Hao from resisting.