Charlie doesn't know whether Song Zhichao is crazy or not.

But I think Song Zhichao is desperate and needs help at this time. To be precise, there are many people who need to take action to gain some benefits.

Among them, Mr. Hong and Hun Sen are one of them.

Therefore, when Mr. Hong learned the news, he patted his thigh and shouted loudly: "God helps me!"

Immediately, he sent his confidant subordinate, Hong Ying, to come out to find Song Zhichao.

After reading Song Zhichao's advertising plan, reporter Charlie couldn't help blurting out: "Are you crazy?" He said that, and then he felt a little reckless, to be precise, a little rude. After all, the person in front of him is a billionaire in Hong Kong.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I didn't mean that, I mean..." Charlie was about to explain, but Hong Ying broke in.

To be precise, Song Zhichao's personal bodyguard Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were guarding outside, while Hong Ying ignored the two of them and broke into the outside.

Who are Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong?

Not to mention Hong Ying, even Mr. Hong, they dare to stop him.

Therefore, the two of them immediately intercepted Hong Ying and said, "Stop, Mr. Song is meeting the guests!"

Hong Ying laughed and glanced at Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong with contempt: "What does it mean? Can't I go in?"

Jin Jiu snorted coldly: "If you want to go in, you can. Ask Mr. Song before you talk!"

Niu Xiong blocked Hong Ying even more arrogantly. As long as Hong Ying took a step further, the two of them would take action at any time.

Seeing that the two sides were at a strife, Song Zhichao in the locker shouted to them: "Don't stop me, please come in!"

When Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong heard this, they took a step back and moved the way out.

Hong Ying hummed for a moment and thought to himself, Song Zhichao is so arrogant.

...

Hong Ying still showed the Hongmen aura of being no one. Seeing Song Zhichao present, he walked over and said, "Mr. Song, Master Hong invites you to go there."

Song Zhichao seemed to have not heard it, or he didn't take Hong Ying seriously at all. When he didn't exist, he smiled and said to Charlie: "What did you say?"

Charlie looked at Hong Ying, who was very evil, and then looked at the men in black brought by Hong Ying. His heart was irritated and his mouth became a little disobedient. "That I said...I said...I said...Ahem, why don't Mr. Song, please meet your friends for a while!"

Then Song Zhichao turned his head contemptuously and glanced at Hong Ying with anger on his face - Hong Ying felt that he was too embarrassed to give him face.

Song Zhichao raised his eyebrows and asked Hong Ying: "Are you talking to me?"

Hong Ying: “…”

I'm angry, whom I'm not looking for you?

"Well, Mr. Song, Mr. Hong, please come over."

Hong Ying had to repeat the words again - he was already suppressing his emotions.

But Song Zhichao sat at the coffee table, crossed his legs, then snapped his fingers at the waiter, and said, "Suddenly, I want to have coffee - give me a cappuccino."

The waiter bowed and went to prepare.

Hong Ying could no longer hold it back, "Mr. Song, it's not good for you to do this, Mr. Hong is waiting for you at home!" His tone was full of threats and dissatisfaction.

Song Zhichao didn't miss him, so he took a breath of cigarette, turned his head to spit out at Hong Ying, and smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't promise you to see Mr. Hong-if you can wait for me to finish drinking coffee, maybe I will go with you."

Hong Ying: “…”

I've never seen anyone more arrogant than myself!

To be honest, if Mr. Hong hadn't given the order, he really wanted to take Song Zhichao out and beat him up so that he could know who the boss was.

Endure it!

After trying hard to endure it, Hong Ying told herself that no matter what, she must "invite" this guy over. This was what Mr. Hong ordered.

The reporter Charlie, sitting opposite Song Zhichao, clearly felt the "dangerous" atmosphere at the scene. He was a little restless and twisted his butt like a needle.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao smiled and said to him: "If nothing happens, you can leave first, I will pay for the coffee."

"Oh, God, thank you!" Charlie couldn't wait to get up and signaled to Song Zhichao. He didn't dare to look at Hong Ying, who was in a fire in his eyes, and hurriedly left.

Seeing Charlie leave, Song Zhichao was still drinking coffee slowly. Hong Ying held her breath and sat on Charlie's original seat, then greeted the waiter, "A cup of coffee, polysaccharide!"

The waiter: "What kind of coffee do you want, sir? Black coffee, or..."

Hong Ying waved her hand impatiently, "As long as it's coffee, hurry up!"

The ghost waiter didn't dare to ask too much, so he hurried to handle it.

On this side, Song Zhichao held the coffee, slowly and happily drinking, blowing the enthusiasm of the coffee, stirring the coffee with a coffee spoon, making a jingle sound. His appearance was even more beautiful than a lady from a wealthy family, which made Hong Ying feel so angry that he could only turn his eyes and not look at it.

...

Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong are like two generals, standing left and right, loyally guarding Song Zhichao

Song Zhichao was leisurely and sat in the coffee booth and savored the coffee for half an hour.

During this period, Hong Ying couldn't help but look at the watch thirty-two times and went to the toilet three times - he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it in, so he started to ruthlessly Kill this guy.

Seeing that Song Zhichao finally finished drinking the coffee in the cup, Hong Ying tried hard to exhale the stuffy air in her chest. She was about to greet Song Zhichao and asked if he could leave.

At this time, Song Zhichao raised his hand and said to the waiter: "Have you a good time, have another drink!"

Hong Ying: “…”

If there was a knife in his hand, Hong Ying would definitely believe that he would tear the guy in front of him into pieces.

Looking at Hong Ying, whose eyes were spurting fire, Song Zhichao used the finger of his left hand to clean his ears, blew contemptuously at Hong Ying, and said, "Please pay attention to your emotions. You were sent by Master Hong to invite me. I don't like looking at people's faces the most, but your face is ugly now."

Hong Ying: “…”

Inhale and inhale.

Try to suppress your emotions.

"Mr. Song, I know you have any objections to me. Whether you are playing with me or teasing me, I admit it - but this time Mr. Hong invited you over, he is waiting at home. Even if you don't give me face, please give Mr. Hong a face, OK?"

"Sorry, it's not OK!" Song Zhichao tapped his fingers on the table, staring at Hong Ying, and said with a sharp look: "To be honest, I'm very unhappy about you-I just want to play with you, I just want to play with you, what are you doing to me?"

Facing Song Zhichao who suddenly became domineering, Hong Ying was speechless again.

At this moment, Hong Yingcai realized that he really couldn't do anything to the other party. If he didn't say anything else, would he want to do it? The two followers Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong were staring at each other.

Hong Ying was forced to do so, and at this moment he finally gave in. "You said, what do you want me to do before you can see Mr. Hong."

Song Zhichao laughed: "Please beg me - beg me, I might go there!"

Hong Ying: “…”

There is no other way - Mr. Hong is waiting.
Chapter completed!