After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 178 Get out, you evil capitalist!

The car didn't drive very far. These fans must have been squatting in the hospital for a long time and followed her to teach her a lesson.

Looking at the eggs and tomatoes that were smashed on the glass and blooming, Nan Song had a migraine. These days, he is not afraid of anything. He is most afraid of crazy fans. It is not enough to curse in the online world. He must do it in the real world. Just do it once and you won't be afraid of being caught.

They couldn't wait two more days before things took a turn for the worse.

It is clear that they cannot wait to seek justice for the priest.

After all, he is a fan of the priest, and it was Nan Song who ordered the news to be released. Gu Heng pursed his lips and felt the bump on his head was still aching. "Mr. Nan, why do I feel like we are lifting a rock?" Come on, where did you smash your own foot?"

Nan Song moved his lips, "Shut up!"

She asked the driver again, "Can I drive out?"

Those fans suddenly rushed out just now, and the driver almost hit someone. At this moment, he was still in shock. "They are too close together. It is too dangerous to drive hard. If there is a collision, it will be in trouble."

The driver pressed the horn several times, but the crowd did not disperse at all. The noise was still loud, and the crowd was full of anger outside.

There was actually an old lady with gray hair among the demonstrators, who was even older than the driver. The corner of the driver's mouth twitched, "What are you doing? This is all!"
Nan Song's bodyguards were in a car behind. When they saw this, they squeezed into the crowd to protect Nan Song and tried to drive the crowd away. However, the fans resisted even more fiercely, "Get out of here, you evil capitalists!"

"It's great to have money. Can you control other people's destiny if you have money? Why do you just change the role of Xiao Si!"

A middle-aged woman cursed and smashed eggs, not feeling distressed at all.

Gu Heng couldn't help but pull down the window: "Sister, it would be great if you could take the eggs home and make scrambled eggs with chopped green onions for your children at home. Why waste it? If you can't, just make fried rice with eggs."

The elder sister's eyes widened and she threw another egg over.

"I'm willing to throw it away, do you care?"

Gu Heng was almost hit by an egg and quickly closed the car window.

The driver had never seen such a scene in his entire life, and said tremblingly: "Mr. Nan, how about... let's call the police?"

Gu Heng held the phone and hesitated, "After all, he is a fan of the priest. Will calling the police have a bad impact on him?"

"Sister, call the police."

Before Nan Song could speak, Si Zhe said something first.

He looked calm and his voice was colder than ever before, "That's not how you chase stars. They are my brother's fans, but they have no right to hurt you. If my brother knew about it, he would definitely not be happy and would feel very guilty. , self-blame.”

Nan Song nodded lightly and asked Gu Heng to dial 110.

The fans' behavior became more and more violent, and more and more people gathered around to take pictures. Seeing the stones hitting the glass, which would really hurt people if it continued like this, Si Zhe pursed his lips, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Little Zhe!"

Nan Song pulled him quickly with quick eyes and hands, frowning and said: "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, sister."

Si Zhe turned around and gave her a reassuring smile, "I am also Si Zhuo's younger brother, so my fans will give me face." After saying that, he broke away from Nan Song's hand and quickly closed the car door.

The moment Si Zhe got out of the car, a lot of eggs and tomatoes were smashed on him. The cold, light yellow liquid exploded on his head, flowed down his forehead, down his cheeks, and into his neck.

But he didn't even frown and shouted loudly: "Everyone, I am the priest's brother. Please listen to me -"

Upon hearing the priest's brother, the crowd's noise calmed down a bit.

Si Zhe's clear voice sounded, "I understand everyone's feelings of chasing stars, but please be sensible and don't make judgments easily before the matter is clear, let alone do things that are against the law or discipline, otherwise it will only bring trouble to my brother. Good influence and pressure. You have to believe in President Nan, she will not treat the priest badly."

Unexpectedly, the angry fans couldn't listen to his words at all, "Are you the priest's brother? Why are you still talking to the capitalists? How many benefits has the old woman given you? Get out! The priest doesn't have a brother like you, you don't deserve it!"

As he said that, a rotten egg was thrown at Si Zhe again.

"That's right, a kid with a big butt dares to educate us. Don't think that we won't dare to beat you because you are handsome. Let the old woman come out quickly!"

Another tomato was thrown towards Si Zhe, and when it was about to hit his face, it was caught by a hand.

Then go back the same way.

"what--"

A scream rang out from the crowd, and the woman who threw the tomatoes covered her face with a look of embarrassment. Then she heard a cold voice piercing the sunlight, like a demonic sound piercing the ears, "Am I the one who is old, or are you?"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the woman next to Si Zhe. They couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Under the sun, the woman is wearing a light gray suit with a pleated skirt underneath. She is refreshing and capable yet feminine and elegant. She has a delicate face and beautiful appearance, as if every strand of hair is flowing out. Light, standing there is full of aura.

The din of voices fell silent again.

Everyone whispered, "Is this the new boss of the priest? So young? Why does he feel that he is not much older than Xiao Si..."

The chatter of voices pierced his ears like a demonic sound. Nan Song looked at Si Zhe being splashed with egg liquid and tomato juice, his face was extremely cold.

His temper, which was originally rated at [-] points, has successfully increased to [-] points.

She also took out her mobile phone, scanned the crowd, and recorded everyone's faces. Fans blocked her, "What are you doing?"

Nan Song said calmly: "You smashed my people, damaged my car, and you asked me what I wanted to do? Of course I called the police to arrest you.

Have you read the law? Do you know how long you will be sentenced for disturbing public order and gathering a crowd to hurt others?Do you know how much damage the priests will suffer because of your stardom if things get serious?
Now I seriously suspect that you are his fake fans and you are here to harm him. "

The fans were stunned and their faces turned red. It took them a long time to say, "You are the fake fan! We are all true fans and career fans, and we are fighting against a stinky boss like you who is only interested in profit!"

Eggs and tomatoes flew toward them again. Gu Heng and the driver got out of the car and blocked them. Nan Song stood there with a very cold expression. Gu Heng opened the door and pushed Si Zhe in, and urged Nan Song. Song, "Mr. Nan, they have lost their minds, get in the car quickly——"

Nan Song turned around and was about to get in the car when a pebble flew towards the back of her head, "Go to hell -"

Soon after, she felt her back sinking, like a mountain bearing down on her, and a broad and warm chest pressed against her. Then, she heard a dull hum, so clear.

(End of this chapter)