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Chapter 255 I feel ashamed for him just thinking about it

At this time, Jiang Nuantang, who was having dinner with his colleagues downstairs, didn't know.

Mu Yunqian sold her again because he could not withstand Shao Zhanlin's pressure.

In a pleasant private room.

Colleagues were eating, drinking, having fun, drinking and singing. Without the tense atmosphere at work, it was rare to feel relaxed and contented.

Although Jiang Nuantang didn't like to get too close to others, he still couldn't resist the kindness. After being persuaded by his colleagues, he drank a few glasses of wine.

After three rounds of drinking, my colleagues gradually relaxed their behavior and the atmosphere in the box became more and more comfortable.

However, some people still feel that simply drinking and chatting is too monotonous, and are preparing to propose other entertainment projects.

The door of the box was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Oh no, Brother Zhengqi is fighting with the people from Junfeng Legend!"

The speaker's face was full of anxiety.

Colleagues who were originally immersed in the pleasant atmosphere suddenly became quiet as if someone had tapped their acupuncture points.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

It took a long while before someone reacted and asked in confusion:

"Why did the fight start now?"

I don’t blame my colleagues for not understanding.

It's true that they have endured this for so long.

I finally managed to get through all the testing of "Yijian Jianghu", and I'm just waiting to build momentum for its launch in a while.

If some bad news breaks out at this critical moment, you can imagine how serious the consequences will be.

Maybe it will also affect the reputation of "Yijian Jianghu".

After working together for a long time, colleagues were unwilling to believe that Ji Zhengqi was such an impulsive person, but the facts before them made them disbelieve.

The person who came to ask for help also looked confused. He touched the back of his head and said with a confused expression:

"I don't know. I just saw Brother Zhengqi walking out, as if he was going to smoke. But halfway through, he suddenly opened the door of Junfeng's box, went in and started fighting with someone..."

The colleague who spoke truthfully stated what he saw.

The content is fairly objective and not embellished in the slightest.

After all, he knew too little, and he didn't even know the reason why Ji Zhengqi fought with others.

Even after hearing what he said, the others looked around blankly.

Some even prejudged that Ji Zhengqi couldn't control his temper and started the problem first, so they couldn't help complaining:

"This is too impulsive. What should we do if things get too big?"

The people who can sit here are all people who have devoted 100% of their energy to "Leaning on the Sword".

Regardless of whether it is public or private, I hope that the project for which I have worked hard will have good results.

instead of...

He died before leaving the army.

One can imagine how complicated the mood of my colleagues must be at this time.

On the other hand, Wen Tingyun, as the person in charge of the game, not only did not immediately blame Ji Zhengqi for his actions, but he also argued:

"Zhengqi is not that kind of person. There must be something going on that he cannot control."

Wen Tingyun believes in his words.

Regarding Zhuang Weicheng, he may have misjudged the person.

But for Ji Zhengqi, he is 100% sure.

Because he could see a passion and drive from this young man.

Therefore, anyone who knows how much Ji Zhengqi attaches importance to "The Sword" should know that he is the one who is least willing to do anything to discredit this project.

The only possibility is that the other party did something that he couldn't bear.

As for what this matter is, probably only Ji Zhengqi himself can tell them.

Wen Tingyun lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and was thinking, when he heard Jiang Nuantang suggest:

“Let’s go and take a look first before we talk!”

No matter how much we say now, it is just talk on paper.

The implementation of specific measures has to be done on-site to adapt to changes.

Others also thought of this and echoed without hesitation:

"That's right! Let's go and see the situation first!"

"Walk!"

Following the call from colleagues and Wen Tingyun's nod, a group of people got up, left the box, and rushed to the box where Junfeng Legend was.



Ji Zhengqi has indeed put his heart and soul into "The Sword" and does not want it to be slandered in any way before it is released.

But there are unforeseen circumstances, even though he endured Junfeng Legend and Zhuang Weicheng.

There are even more disgusting things waiting for him ahead.

The cause of the incident was that Ji Zhengqi had been in the box for a long time and planned to go out to smoke a cigarette to breathe.

Unexpectedly, when I passed by the door of Junfeng Legend's box, I suddenly heard an extremely obscene discussion coming from inside:

"The unfamiliar woman just now seems to be the costume designer Wen Tingyun hired with a lot of money! She specializes in taking over the space architecture part that Cheng was responsible for before."

"Clothing designer? Wen Tingyun is desperate, right? What if he finds a girl to do programming, but she is also her mother's fashion designer? I feel embarrassed for him just thinking about it."

"What kind of strength can a fashion designer have? Isn't it because of men?"

"Does this need to be said? You can tell by looking at how beautiful that girl is. Her breasts are perky and her waist is thin. She should taste good. I'll look for an opportunity later..."

Several men were planning as if no one else was around.

Ji Zhengqi, who was standing outside the door, could not help but clenched his fists.

He endured and endured and took several deep breaths, but he still could not calm down the anger in his heart.

Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

He pushed the door open violently, rushed in, grabbed the collar of the person who shouted the loudest, and punched him hard in the face.




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