With a dark face, he approached Feng Ming slowly.

Feng Ming subconsciously retreated: "who are you?"

Then seeing Xiao Zhang tightening behind him, Feng Ming sneered: "are you the little white face she raised outside? Well, you lovers dare to come to the door. At the same time, I have to find you to calculate how much money I have taken in this year? I'll call the police now and Sue you for fraud!"

Qingyao feels that 90% of the sea's food and drink this evening has been ruined. He feels very boring. He patted Mirui on the shoulder and motioned her to go back together.

No matter whether it's revenge or love hate, there's nothing good at the scene. There's a woman with two righteous words who says that she's reasonable and that the public is reasonable. What's more, it's boring. If you look at it again, you'll only pollute your eyes.

Mi Rui was carrying a heart: "will people die without waiting for the police?"

Like a man, Qingyao took her shoulder and walked to the elevator: "don't worry, I can't get out! I've observed your sister. Those people are pure bluffing and have no real materials."

"Pa", the man's shouting voice came from behind: "who dares to come forward to help, the end will be the same as this mobile phone!"

"Ah -" is Feng Ming's howl like killing a pig.

Mrs. Feng also screamed bitterly: "you hooligans, let go of my old Feng. I'll fight with you --"

Qingyao stopped halfway, closed his eyes impatiently, and turned slowly.

Mi Rui brushed close to her side, clenched his hands into fists on her side, and said in a small voice: "honey, don't worry, I'm behind you. Even if you're beaten ugly, I'll swear to wrap your face with clothes before getting on the ambulance!"

Qingyao's small round face twitched: "I'm not brother Zhang who wants to die. Do you need you to cover the body? All right, go aside. It's too close to me!"

"It's all right?"

"If you say one more word, Feng Ming will die!"

"Oh, well, you go and I'll see you off!"

Qing Yao kicked off his high heels while walking.

Feng Ming was beaten by several young men and curled up on the ground. Their faces were deformed with excitement and their hands were punched one after another.

"Stop!" Qingyao stood behind them, with a cold voice.

No one answered her.

She was angry, pinched the knuckles of her fingers, licked her lips, and burst into Hedong lion roaring: "stop it!"

At that time, Lu Shaoqiu just walked out of the elevator, followed by Shi LAN, and prepared to go to the western restaurant next to the banquet hall on this floor for a friendly negotiation.

This overbearing but rude lion roar just got into their ears without missing a word.

Lu shaoqiudun.

The dark eyebrow of the sword was locked deeply.

Recently, Yun Qingyao's ruffian but full of anger woman's voice is like a devil's voice. It is always buzzing around him from time to time, so that even if her voice turns gray, he can probably hear it!

Shen Shen listened carefully, but there was no sound.

He shook his head and stepped into the western restaurant, followed by Shiran.

Qingyao's lion roared down, and the whole audience stared at her.

Several young men who beat people were no exception. Bancun first returned to his mind, saw Yao Apricot's white skin, wore a beautiful flower skirt, wore beautiful light makeup, combed beautiful short hair, and smiled: "little girl, this is not something you can get involved in. Let's play!"

Xiao Zhang also poked his head out from behind him: "Qingyao, it has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way. I'm irresponsible if I lose money!"

She whispered to Bancun: "she is a reporter with the nickname 'upstairs flying' in our magazine. I heard she can climb a very high building."

Bancun laughed more wantonly: "fly upstairs? I'm still drilling for snakes! Little girl, you're young and boastful!"

Qingyao impatiently interrupted him: "don't talk nonsense, don't you want to fight? Make a quick decision! Don't talk like a group of women!"

I haven't been rough for a long time. Now I really want to fight. My bones are itching. I just want to have a good time. It's a pity that she really doesn't see these people.

"Brother Hao, what are you talking about with such a little woman who doesn't know the heaven and earth? Didn't you hear her call us women? I'll go first!" said the little man, holding his fists.

Qingyao didn't move, let him rush.

There was an air-conditioning sound around.

Yuanyuan also ran to MI Rui and held her hand tightly. Mi Rui patted her and asked easily, "I've finished all the pistachios in my pocket. Do you have them in your pocket?"

Yuanyuan nodded, took a few from the small bag outside the bag and handed them to her.

Mi Rui watched the war leisurely and ate one by one. After listening to one sad cry, the scene recovered calm. Mi Rui was still frustrated: "how can it be over so soon? I haven't enjoyed it yet!"

Yuanyuan stared at her like an alien, but she only looked at her for three seconds, and then fixed the alien's eyes in the center of the scene for a long time. She was smartly patting her hands and lifting Yun Qingyuan's hairstyle.

I'll go. I don't see it at ordinary times. Sister Yun is an Invisible Superman!

Yun Qingyao lifted his hair and forked his waist to breathe for a while, which eased his breath.

The fight was not easy. Wearing a skirt, she didn't dare to lift her whirlwind serial legs. Basically, she only used her upper body.

He looked coldly at a local man crying with his head and legs and arms, and at the frightened fool like Xiao Zhang. Finally, he looked at the old couple Feng and said angrily: "Can you be quiet now? This is the end of the matter today. Who dares to disagree? Come back to me, Yun Qingyao, one-on-one! Feng Bian, Mrs. Feng Bian, you are the same. Stop tearing and pestering. If you make trouble again, you will only make yourself more ugly!"

Although he is the immediate boss, Feng Ming is relieved that Xiao Zhang doesn't dare to come to the door again because of Yun Qingyao. He nods constantly.

Mrs. Feng was completely stimulated by the fighting scene just now. At the moment, looking at yunqingyao, she still looked at a subordinate. It was clear that she was a killer who could make people die without blinking. Her heart was trembling and her whole body nodded repeatedly.

Xiao Zhang looked at Qingyao coldly for a while, took a punch on his waist, followed by his accomplices, entered the elevator in twos and threes, and then disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

Feng Ming revived from the ashes, stroked the half bald head with his hand, and shouted the people back to the banquet hall.

Then, with a ashamed smile on his face, he came to the place where Qingyao and Mi Rui stood. A large number of old people were uncomfortable in front of Qingyao: "well... It's hard for you, are you okay? Aren't you hurt?"

Never mind.

Qingyao waved his hand indifferently: "I'm innocent, no hatred, no debt, no shit."

Feng Ming was embarrassed again.

Qingyao was impatient: "OK, OK, we'll forget about today, but editor in chief, you'd better remember this lesson. Also, what about the sea food and drink you promised? I didn't see a dish on the table!"

Feng Ming nodded repeatedly and then said, "yes, yes, the sea eats and drinks! Let you eat and drink at once!"

The two men took a few steps, and Qingyao walked towards the door of the banquet hall, only to find that MI Rui didn't catch up.

Turn around: "Hey, don't you come in?"

However, MI Rui seemed silly. He stared at the direction of the western restaurant door opposite Qingyuan's back, stretched out his fingers, and his fingertips trembled: "this is not Lu Shaoqiu... Er, no... it's president Lu! You're President Lu, aren't you?"

Qingyuan frowned and turned her head in the direction she pointed.

Mi Rui really didn't read it wrong. It was the guy.

The slim cut silver Seiko suit outlines the man's lean but strong body with a strong sense of line. His facial features are quiet, his eyes are deep, and he is as elegant as Zhilan Yushu.

Lu Shaoqiu touched her eyes and paced smartly.

Qingyao was helpless: "Mi Rui, your eyes have been bright recently. You can recognize the real person by looking at the portrait."

Mi Rui covered his lips and smiled gently like a lady: "I'm flattered that he can grow into President Lu. I'm afraid I can't find a few in the pile of star male models. I'd like to forget that. People naturally have a deep memory of beautiful things. What's amazing? President Lu is a living example."

Qingyuan wants to vomit.

In the process of coming over, Lu Shaoqiu condescended and lifted a pair of high-heeled sandals between Qingyao's slender fingers.

This gentleman's move made Qingyao clearly hear the thunder heartbeat in the chest of the two women next to him.

Lu Shaoqiu approached Qingyao. Cichun joked in his voice: "just heard the voice, I thought I heard it wrong. It was really you. Your spirit is still so good."

"Hey, hey, where..." Qing Yao smiled at him, grabbed his shoes in his hand, and was about to satirize him again.

Who knows, someone is faster than her.

Feng Ming, who was still walking in front of Qingyao, swished back again. Half a ladle of hair on his head had not been smoothed. He pulled a beaten face and stretched out his hands to meet him quickly. The good grandfather old man's voice was as sweet as seeing his centenarian mother: "Hello, Mr. Lu! Mr. Xiao is not talented. He is Feng Ming, the editor in chief of Xingguang weekly. He works with Qingyao in the first company. I have heard of Mr. Lu's name for a long time. It's a great honor to meet Mr. Feng today!"

Lu Shaoqiu is not a man. His bowed intestines compete with the ancient Qiqiao Linglong heart. Just now he was slightly suspicious when he heard the lion roar, Shi LAN went out of the western restaurant to try to find out. Sure enough, the editor in chief of starlight weekly did something here for his 10th wedding anniversary.

Starlight weekly is a small magazine, which is not worth mentioning. However, because his nominal little wife works, this weekly is no longer a small weekly worth mentioning.

The so-called tin wedding anniversary of editor Feng is quite meaningful.