"Why are you trying to hit someone too much?" He Wanrong naturally couldn't sit still when his agent was beaten, throwing the wine glass on the table, and stood up and scolded loudly.

Situ Yu was slapped in the face either heavy or light, and five red fingerprints appeared on her left face, which was so painful. Now He Wanrong stood up for him, and could only cover her injured cheeks and stop talking because the masturbator was looking at her with malicious intentions.

"Miss He, don't be excited. We just admire your singing, so I just want to ask you to sing a song. Besides, I didn't let you sing in vain." Huang Weiming's rebuke of He Wanrong was still so calm as if he didn't hear it. He flicked the check in his left hand and said lightly.

"I tell you, I can't sing, and I don't care about your money," He Wanrong said sternly as she looked at Huang Weiming.

"Miss He, I advise you to sing a song. You must know that in the entertainment industry, the person that Brother Huang wants to invite has not been rejected yet," Chen Guangyao said in a sarcastic voice.

Chen Guangyao's meaning is very clear. First, Huang Weiming is very powerful, especially in the entertainment industry. Second, Huang Weiming is not the most powerful, so everyone who wants to invite is selective. This is a secret derogation of Huang Weiming. Third, if Huang Weiming is not invited, he will come to martial arts. His seemingly kind-hearted reminder is actually adding fuel to the fire and ill intentions. This guy is obviously a treacherous bird.

"Boss Chen, what do you mean? Am I just using a strong man? I am spending money to invite people to sing?" Huang Weiming was naturally very unhappy when he criticized Chen Guangyao for so secretly.

"Old Huang, there is no such intention, and brothers have no such intention, haha," Chen Guangyao pretended to push it away, and then looked at Situ Yu who was beaten and smiled strangely.

How could Chen Guangyao fool Huang Weiming with this series of actions? This guy obviously took advantage of it and was behaved, but Huang Weiming could not turn against Chen Guangyao because of this. He and Chen Guangyao came here tonight, and they were originally just a pastime and a business.

"Situ, Wanrong, let's go back," Zheng Peipei said, holding He Wanrong's hand.

"Situ, is it okay? Get up, let's go." He Wanrong helped Situ Yu sitting next to him with concern, and planned to leave.

But where could he leave? The other party's first little brother was surrounded at the exit. Huang Weiming was still sitting next to him, while Chen Guangyao took out a cigarette and lit it, pretending that he didn't see anything.

"Please get out of here, we have to go out," He Wanrong said angrily to Huang Weiming who stretched out his foot to block his way.

"Miss He, today, if you don't accept this check, you can't leave. Let me tell you this. I can't afford to lose this person in front of so many brothers." The famous general Huang Wei raised the check in his hand and handed it to He Wanrong.

After hearing Huang Weiming's words, Chen Guangyao raised his smoking head and spit out a smoke ring. A contemptuous gaze flashed out of his eyes and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Guangyao was very frustrated when he told Huang Wei's famous general and his subordinates that he was his younger brother, but at this time, he didn't say anything, and he was about to see how He Wanrong would deal with it.

He Wanrong raised her hand and directly pushed away Huang Weiming's left hand holding the check, and planned to break through.

"Bang", Huang Weiming stood up suddenly and slapped He Wanrong in the face.

"You really think you are, you are just an actor, you are arrogant, I spent two million to ask you to sing a song, that's why I respect you, superstar, red singer, fuck." After getting thick, Huang Weiming was completely different from the previous one. If you tore off, it would be impossible for a veil of a genius and pointed at He Wanrong and shouted.

He Wanrong was blinded by the slap. The flat glasses used to conceal the eyes were thrown out and hit the ground beside him. Situ Yu and Zheng Peipei, who were standing on both sides, also buzzed with their brains. They never expected that Huang Weiming would attack He Wanrong in front of so many people, and even Chen Guangyao, who was still teasing just now, did not expect.

Because He Wanrong is completely different from other singers and movie stars, she has not only become popular in recent years, but more importantly, in addition to attending positive publicity and activities arranged by the company, he has never attended other events, and has never appeared in nightclubs and other places. Even if he goes to drink coffee, tea, or even occasionally goes to bars to enjoy red wine, he is always during the day and almost never goes out at night.

Therefore, He Wanrong is simply the jade girl among the jade girls, but now she is slapped in the face by Huang Wei's fame.

He Wanrong touched her hot face, and tears fell down, looking so sad, so graceful, so pitiful.

In fact, after the fight, Huang Weiming also regretted it. He was not entirely because He Wanrong's worthy of pity. Although his rude behavior would be despised by some so-called upper-class people, it would also make many people in the world talk about it. Instead, he vaguely knew that Hongyuan Investment behind Feiyang Entertainment had developed rapidly in the past two years and was quite strong. If He Wanrong could have such a detached treatment in Feiyang Entertainment, would it be that he had any secrets that could not be spoken by outsiders with the big boss of Hongyuan Investment Group behind him? Then he would have some trouble, because Feiyang Entertainment's Fan Wenxuan is a woman, so he did not think about Fan Wenxuan.

"You are too much. Miss He is not willing to accept your money and sing. What's wrong with singing? It's just a matter of beating Situ. I didn't expect you to beat Miss He, which is shameless and despicable." Zheng Peipei, thinking of He Wanrong's kindness to him, shook her hand away and cursed at Huang Weiming and others.

So many people were crowded here and there was another noise, which alarmed some customers who came to consume. But they saw that these were obviously members of the club, so those people didn't dare to watch. They just pointed and whispered after passing by. Now Zheng Peipei was plucking up the courage to scold her, which alarmed more people and began to watch with some courage. Perhaps these onlookers were originally members of some clubs.

With such a stir here, it is impossible for the manager of this Karaok to not be alarmed.

In fact, since the beginning, Huang Weiming and Chen Guangyao appeared here, the manager was alarmed, but he obviously couldn't afford to offend these two people, so he just avoided and went to report to the boss.

"Aming, Ayao, you are here to join forces to smash your brothers." As soon as Zheng Peipei finished scolding, a thin middle-aged man surrounded him with his first little brother.

Those who watched the fun were persuaded to "politely" by the younger brother brought by this middle-aged man, but so many people came at once, and the door and the aisle of He Wanrong and his small private room were almost blocked.

"Brother Yi, why did you come to smash your place? Today is nothing to do with me." Chen Guangyao spread his hands and shook hands with the thin man who came with a smile, just like an old friend.

In fact, the thin man who came here was Hongxing Jiang Xiaoyi, who had a life-and-death relationship with Chen Kangjie. This Karaoke is his own. He and Chen Guangyao are both of the same clans. They are both under the New Yian Sect, but they are just one of the bosses of different halls, so they seem familiar with each other. In fact, there are also open and secret struggles for the territory in private.

"Brother Yi, you are a senior in the world. How could we come to ruin your place? We are here to support you." Huang Weiming also smiled and walked towards Jiang Xiaoyi, but instead of shaking hands with each other's house, he just touched his shoulders.

Judging from the actions of Chen Guangyao and Huang Weiming, it can be seen that Jiang Xiaoyi's status in the martial arts world and his status in the gang are very high.

"If you come to support me, then I'm welcome, but if you come to make trouble, it's hard for me to do it," Jiang Xiaoyi said with a haha.

"Brother Yi, what does this mean? It means that brothers bring people to drink and ask people to sing, and it turns into trouble." Huang Weiming was the first to be disgusted with Jiang Xiaoyi's tone of being dependent on his seniority.

"Ah B, send these three ladies out. They are our guests to ensure they leave safely." Jiang Xiaoyi did not accept Huang Weiming's words, but turned his head to a horse-boy behind him and ordered.

"Okay, boss, three, please come with me." The maid took over the job and politely deported to He Wanrong and the others.

Jiang Xiaoyi rescued He Wanrong and the others not because he had any relationship with He Wanrong and the others, because he had never had any dealings before, but because Jiang Xiaoyi wanted to maintain his business. If the customer came to his own consumption place and even basic safety could not be guaranteed, then who would come? Especially He Wanrong is a celebrity in the entertainment industry. If it spreads, then his karaoke sign would be considered a failure.

"Slow down", Huang Weiming reached out and stopped He Wanrong and the others who were about to go out, "I have a few words to say, Brother Yi, I will give you face today, but Miss He, remember, you owe me a song, I will pay it back to you another day."

After Huang Weiming said this to Jiang Xiaoyi and He Wanrong, he let go of his actions. However, his face was full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction. No matter what he said in the end, he had lost his face today.

Under the escort of Situ Yu and Zheng Peipei, He Wanrong followed Ah B's leadership and passed through the karaoke from the crowd.

"Old Huang, remember, you owe me five million, haha," Chen Guangyao smiled boldly after He Wanrong left.

"Ayao, what's going on?" Jiang Xiaoyi asked curiously after hearing Chen Guangyao's words.

"Brother Yi, that's right. Lao Huang bet with me five million. He could ask He Wanrong to sing a song. I bet he couldn't invite him. Sure enough, he lost, haha," Chen Guangyao put his shoulder on Jiang Xiaoyi and said with a smile as an interesting thing.
Chapter completed!