Three days later.

Oleg's violence continued, and the program team did not report the case, allowing him to continue his misdeeds.

When Oleg became angry, Shu Cheng sent him an invitation to meet.

In the superior top floor conference room, Oleg and Shucheng sit opposite each other.

Oleg is very different from Shucheng's imagination. Unlike the tall heads of ordinary African men, Oleg is a natural short, black and short, and ugly.

What makes him more ugly is his taste. Almost all kinds of shoes made of leopard print, tights, flower shirts and other things that are unacceptable to people's aesthetics appear on Oleg.

Shu Cheng took a candid photo of Oleg and sent a V blog.

[Shu Cheng V: men wear and step on thunder pieces together. Everyone can learn from it. Whoever wears it will return the powder. [smile] [picture]

[Tang Jun: ha ha, ha ha, this picture is really hot eyes. Male god, did you do it on purpose??? Too much! I'm laughing to death!]

[Ann sleeps: it seems that the male God took it himself. Don't you feel hot eyes sitting in front of such a person? Hahaha, shed tears for you for a second.]

I was scared to death. The leopard print shoes were disgusting. I trembled with fear

Lying trough! Standard let people make complaints about the aesthetic!

[I'm so scared. I really respect the man who covers himself with all the very ugly pieces.]

[what the hell is this, male god! Make it clear, our fans don't have this taste.]

……

Shu Cheng looked at the comments and hooked his mouth.

Oleg looked suspiciously at Shu Cheng, completely unaware of what had happened.

He casually found a place to sit down and said to Shu Cheng in English: "Shu Cheng, I've heard of your name, and I've heard of your Rong Junyi name. He is very famous in the underworld."

"Just know." Shu Cheng proudly picked his eyebrows.

"But why do you want to take part in this business? You don't have much to do with me and the program team. Anyway, no matter who owns the copyright of the program, you still get the film remuneration." Oleg looked at Shu Cheng in doubt and hoped that he could give himself a satisfactory explanation.

Shu Cheng picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, looked at Oleg with eyebrows, and then replied in fluent English: "I do everything depends on my mood."

Oleg sat stunned and didn't know what to say.

Then Shu Cheng ate a piece of sugar and continued to say, "I'm not here to bargain with you today. I'm here to warn you and give me to stop your disgusting means, or I'll make me feel bad. I'll make you and the people behind you feel overwhelmed."

Shu Cheng opened his mouth in a handsome and evil manner.

Oleg's face suddenly became gloomy. He was afraid of Shucheng's power, but he didn't want to admit it now. He tried his best to make this program in Africa.

"Shu Cheng, just one program is so important to you? Being against them is better than me, isn't it?" Oleg continued.

Shu Cheng's lazy voice floated in the air: "I said, I'm not here to bargain with you. I'll inform you. Within three days, compensate for all the equipment smashed before, return the land rented by the program group in Africa, and let the new issue of speed forward shoot again."