There are many rumors about Duke Mouston.

He said that he was originally supposed to take the position of king of the principality, but he was unwilling to do so and left it to others.

But it is still the Duke who has the first say in the Principality of Muston.

In particular, this Duke is handsome, rich, and charming, and is also the dream lover of many princesses.

It's just that he has no intention of getting married and is still single after all these years.

Every day, many people go to the capital of the Principality of Muston, wondering if they can meet the Duke by chance.

Who doesn't know the name of Duke Mouston?

When Zuo Xianyu heard this, she couldn't bear it anymore and became angry: "Si Fuqing, I'm talking about business with you, I'm not joking with you!"

"This is his mobile phone number." Si Fuqing wrote down a series of numbers slowly, "Private mobile phones usually don't change. You can try calling."

The paper was slapped in front of Zuo Xianyu.

She frowned and glanced.

The first few digits are the international area code of the Principality of Muston, yes, but what about the last few digits?

Only then did Zuo Xianyu come to her senses and found that she had actually been taken away by Si Fuqing. She was even more furious: "I told you, I'm talking to you about business!"

Although there are still rumors that Duke Mouston's mother was an oriental beauty, this remains to be investigated.

Si Fuqing was a native of Daxia who had never even stepped out of the country. How could he still get the mobile phone number of Duke Mouston?

"You are now famous and have more and more fans. You don't want your fans to be looked down upon by fans of other celebrities, saying that their real owner is a fish who slipped through the cracks after nine years of education, right?" Zuo Xianyu said with a cold face.

Don’t you think it’s pitiful to be your fan?”

Si Fuqing finally raised his head, his fox eyes were still bent, but there was only a ruthless look in them.

"It turns out that your fans are your bottom line." Zuo Xianyu only felt amused, "I don't know if you are stupid for treating a group of people you have never met so important."

"How long can fans be in love? If they like you today, they will like someone else tomorrow. Are you really a treasure?"

She simply couldn't understand what Si Fuqing did.

It’s not like Zuo Xianyu has never had contact with people in the industry.

Of the celebrities she has met, which one would be sincere to their fans?

They are all just tools.

Si Fuqing is truly an anomaly.

"Come out." Si Fuqing stood up, "Let's go out and talk."

Zuo Xianyu frowned, but still picked up his bag and followed him outside the police station.

She looked at the time impatiently: "Okay, we're out, what can you do if you--"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Xianyu was slapped hard on the face.

She failed to react, and another slap followed, this time hitting her directly to the ground.

Zuo Xianyu's ears were buzzing, rust was spreading in his mouth, and his throat felt like burning pain.

"It's not easy to do anything inside, so we come out to talk." Si Fuqing bent down, gently patted Zuo Xianyu's face, and smiled, "You're right, I do value them, so don't take advantage of my fans."

Come and threaten me, otherwise, you will die the most ugly death."

"Also, the things you robbed are not yours after all. You must understand this truth."

Si Fuqing straightened up, wiped his hands, and turned to leave.

"Miss!" The driver got out of the car and ran forward, "Miss, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zuo Xianyu's body trembled, "Help me get into the car."

She knew that today's negotiation had completely failed.

But what does Si Fuqing mean by that sentence?

"Miss, she is a star now. Let's expose her directly on Weibo." The driver said, "Didn't you say she has a lot of negative fans? This is better."

"No!" Zuo Xianyu sternly said, "Recently, the company has a big overseas deal to negotiate. My image cannot be damaged, and if others know that I was beaten by Si Fuqing, where will I put my face?

"

The driver was speechless.

"Go home." Zuo Xianyu had difficulty speaking, and was trembling with anger. "Call the family doctor."

Even Zuo Tianfeng and Mrs. Zuo had not slapped her, but Si Fuqing had already slapped her three times.

She remembered.

Here, Si Fuqing returned to the police station.

"Miss Si, don't you plan to film a movie or something?" the male police officer said enthusiastically, "My daughter says you are so good-looking every day, it would be a pity not to film a movie."

Si Fuqing didn't even blink: "My acting skills are pretty bad, so I'd better not ruin my reputation. It's better to just be a vase quietly."

"Oh, that's right." The male police officer shook his head, "We don't know how many reports of online violence we have received here. Miss Si is a public figure, so she must adjust her mentality."

"I'm still very good in terms of mentality." Si Fuqing said slowly, "They just scolded me anyway. I used to be hunted down every day, but I was still in a good mood and drank Coke. It doesn't matter."

Male police officer: "???"

"It's too late to bother you anymore." Si Fuqing took out a can of tea from his bag, "This is refreshing and brain-boosting tea. You can drink a cup when you are tired."

"No, no," the male police officer flatly refused, "We can't break the rules."

Si Fuqing frowned: "Yes, then I'll give you a big drink first, and I won't give it away."

She made a cup of tea for everyone, and then waved: "Let's go, thank you for your hard work."

The male police officer took a hesitant sip.

After drinking, he took a few breaths: "Hey, don't tell me, my body feels really comfortable. I feel like all the internal injuries from previous missions have disappeared."

"Is this a psychological effect?" The female police officer rolled her eyes at him, "How can a cup of tea heal the injury? Also, you only have one signature, and the other one is mine."

Male police officer: "..."

**

The next day is Monday, a work day, and also the last day of five days.

Some anti-fans have already started making satire on the Internet.

[Five days are here, has the Pei family collapsed? 】

[Individual characters of Si Fu Qingli are better than those of Xuanxue. I really think you are an ancient Qin Tianjian.]

[I understand, Si Fuqing only talks about harsh words, but in reality, he is extremely soft.]

After Si Fuqing beat him to the anti-terrorist campaign, Mu Si has been able to find anti-terrorists very accurately.

[2g network? Zuo Qingya has been arrested, and you are still jumping around here?]

[Nowadays, some sunspots are really sick and staring at your Sister Si every day. What’s the matter, is your Sister Si really your father? 】

Even though Si Fuqing has already established a certain fan base through several episodes of "Youth", her anti-fans are still very large.

As long as there is one point, they will cling to it.

Si Fuqing didn't know what was happening online. She was wandering around the Pei family building.

The position of chairman was still in the hands of Pei Yan, and under his strong orders, the building was completely emptied.

Si Fuqing walked to a corner, squatted down, and touched the ground: "The formation has improved, and the waste has also made some progress."

He was killed once by a bomb. Although he came back to life, he was also deeply affected.

So it was difficult for her to regain her strength.

But it's just right to break this formation.

Si Fuqing took out the cinnabar, wrote a symbol on the ground, and went to the next place to set up the formation.

Pei Yan waited anxiously outside, not daring to blink.

And just then, suddenly!

"Bang!"

“Bang bang bang!”

A series of fire explosions sounded from every corner of the building, and the whole building trembled.

A few seconds later there was a "boom", a small fire cloud appeared faintly, and the building was shaking.

Pei Mengzhi was stunned: "Dad...Dad, what are you doing? What is Miss Si doing in there?"

Build...build an atomic bomb?!

"Master, you can do whatever you want, just shut up." Mrs. Pei was also a little scared, "It's probably the person who lowered his head who did it. Haven't you heard that fire can drive away poison?"

Pei Mengzhi decisively shut up.
To be continued...