Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 632 Mr. Joe

Unfortunately.

Zhao Wenwen did not expect Mr. Qiao's "determination" to be so great.

As soon as she pressed the elevator door close button, the elevator door opened again.

Mr. Qiao walked in with a smile. Only the two of them were in the elevator. Mr. Qiao forced his way to her cheekily, pushing Zhao Wenwen into the corner of the elevator, and said with a smile, "Wenwen, I'm idle anyway. It's okay, let's go down with you to pick up your friend."

While speaking, his body leaned over, just touching Zhao Wenwen's body.

"Mr. Qiao, please respect yourself!"

Zhao Wenwen said unbearably.

The smile on Mr. Qiao's face froze when he heard this, and he looked at Zhao Wenwen in disbelief. He never thought that he was just an actor, and he dared to talk to him in such a tone?

"Zhao Wenwen!"

Mr. Qiao's face sank, and he scolded: "Did I give you too much face? How dare you talk to me like this for a f*cking little actor? Fuck, I can see you, yes Do you understand your honor?"

Immediately afterwards, he said viciously: "Let me tell you, I have played dozens of actors like you. Didn't everyone obediently take off their clothes and climb onto my bed in the end, waiting for me to favor you?" ? Don’t think that you can put on airs in front of me because you are a little famous, and I can make you unable to get along in the entertainment circle with a single word, do you believe it?”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Joe."

Zhao Wenwen swallowed her anger and said that she believed Mr. Qiao was not bragging, and that the Zhu Group of Xiangjiang Island was indeed a tycoon in the entertainment industry.

But to put it bluntly, they are only limited to Xiangjiang Island.

In China, although the Zhu's Group is well-known, it is still not at the level where the Golden Horse Awards Organizing Committee can praise their stinky feet!

In other words, in the entertainment circle of Xiangjiang Island, there is nothing wrong with Zhu's Group being an absolute entertainment giant. However, in recent years, with the development of the economy, the domestic entertainment circle has come from behind and caught up with the entertainment circle of Xiangjiang Island.

Many artists and stars of Xiangjiang Island have already started to dig gold in the domestic entertainment industry. Of course, the status of Xiangjiang Island still exists.

However, what Zhao Wenwen didn't know was that although Mr. Qiao was from Huaxia, he had been doing business in Taiguo.

Moreover, the business is very large and involves a wide range. The domestic steel and real estate industries in Taiguo can be called the steel king of Taiguo.

The organizing committee of the Golden Horse Awards is well aware of this.

None of the guests invited by the Golden Horse Awards Organizing Committee this time was an ordinary person, and someone like Mr. Qiao was definitely one of the most important guests.

"Humph!"

Seeing Zhao Wenwen's apology, Mr. Qiao's expression eased a little. Looking at Zhao Wenwen's pretty face, he felt a flame burning under his lower abdomen. Stretch out your finger to hook Zhao Wenwen's chin.

Zhao Wenwen's body trembled, trying to dodge, but Mr. Qiao snorted heavily when he saw this.

Zhao Wenwen hesitated for a moment, trying to suppress the disgust and nausea in her heart. From the corner of her eye, she saw that the elevator was about to reach the first floor. She was relieved and said quickly: "Mr. Qiao, we have reached the first floor."

Sensing the tenderness and softness coming from the fingertips, Mr. Qiao only felt that the evil fire in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He withdrew his hand, stared at Zhao Wenwen's pretty face and said with a lewd smile: "Wenwen, come to my room at night. Li, a director came to me today to talk about investment, you must really want to be the heroine, right?"

Ding sound.

The elevator door opened.

Zhao Wenwen lowered her head and walked outside quickly.

Mr. Qiao followed closely behind her and said with a smile, "How is it?"

At this moment, a few people standing at the door of the elevator saw Mr. Qiao coming out, and two of them suddenly had their eyes lit up, and said with a pleasant smile: "Hello, Mr. Qiao, I really didn't expect to see you here." .”

Mr. Qiao was taken aback. He glanced at these two people and was surprised. He said, "Mr. Feng, Mr. Han? You two are here too?"

"Yes."

Mr. Han is a chubby man in his 30s with fair skin like a woman. He quickly bent down and stretched out his hands to Mr. Qiao, saying in a respectful voice, "I really didn't expect to see you here."

Mr. Feng next to him, after Mr. Han and Mr. Qiao finished shaking hands, he immediately stretched out his hands in a hurry, grasped Mr. Qiao's hands tightly, and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Qiao, hello, the last time we met Since then, I have always wanted to see you again and listen to your teachings, but I did not expect to see you again so soon, it is my honor."

Mr. Qiao pulled out his hand and raised his eyes to look forward. Unexpectedly, Zhao Wenwen's beautiful figure disappeared after only a short delay, and he felt a little upset.

"Mr. Qiao, do you have something to do now?"

Mr. Feng followed Mr. Qiao's gaze, but he didn't see anyone else. He said courteously, "If it's okay, can we sit together for a while? Do you think it's okay?"

Mr. Qiao pondered for a while. He had met these two people last time at a business banquet in the capital of the Tai Kingdom. He knew that the two of them were doing business in Latin Country, and it was said that they were doing well there. In recent years, he has intentionally expanded his business abroad. The Latin country has a good economy and a high per capita income. Joe is always optimistic about the market there.

"Ok."

After pondering for a while, Mr. Qiao nodded, and looked out reluctantly. He was not worried at all that Zhao Wenwen would run away, after all, she lived in the next room.

"Great."

Mr. Feng and Mr. Han looked at each other, nodded excitedly, pointed to the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel excitedly and said, "Mr. Qiao, let's have a cup of coffee?"

"can."

President Qiao nodded, and the three of them walked towards the coffee shop.

At the entrance of the Puji Hotel, after Zhao Wenwen walked out quickly, she saw Zhao Yifan standing outside the hotel with her hands obliquely in her pockets. After that, she shouted excitedly: "Brother Fan!" She trotted all the way to Zhao Yifan.

"Aren't you afraid of falling?"

Zhao Yifan glanced at the high heels that Zhao Wenwen was wearing, and asked jokingly.

"Not afraid."

Zhao Wenwen shook her head, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Yifan obsessively, she hadn't seen him for several months, when she ran in front of Zhao Yifan just now, she really wanted to throw herself into his arms desperately, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a few people around her After wandering around idly, she resisted the urge abruptly.

In recent days, the reporters around the Puji Hotel have appeared in groups. Since there is no invitation letter, these reporters cannot enter the hotel, but they did not give up because of this, but I chose to stay near the hotel.

Trying to be able to catch some news.

"Do I have flowers on my face?"

Seeing Zhao Wenwen's fiery gaze staring at him, Zhao Yifan smiled and asked a question on purpose.

"Have!"

Zhao Wenwen came back to her senses, smiled a little guilty, and said, "Brother Fan, when did you arrive at Puji Island? Why didn't you call me before? I can go to the airport to pick you up?"

"Forget it, big star."

Zhao Yifan said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the reporters will surround me."

"You really hate Brother Fan."

Zhao Wenwen couldn't help but lightly punched Zhao Yifan with her fist, and said, "What kind of a big star am I? Isn't it all because of you that I can have what I am today?"

"Don't think so."

Zhao Yifan shook his head when he heard the words, and said: "Wenwen, you have everything you have today, and that is all your own hard work. As for me, I just played a small role in it. You earned it yourself."

"Brother Fan, let's chat in another place?"

Zhao Wenwen noticed the few people around the hotel, stopped, and kept looking towards this side. There were two other people who took out cameras or something, and approached here ghostly.

"Oh?"

Zhao Yifan followed where her eyes were looking, and after seeing those people, he pondered for a while, then understood what Zhao Wenwen meant, and said, "Yes, where are you going?"

"...Uh, let's take a taxi and take us to the beach, how about it?"

Zhao Wenwen originally wanted to invite Zhao Yifan to the coffee shop of the hotel, but she noticed that Mr. Qiao did not follow him out, but stayed in the hotel. She was worried that if she went in with Zhao Yifan, she would meet Mr. Qiao, It's going to be troublesome for that guy to pester me with a shameless face.

If this was not Puji Island in Taiguo, but Xiangjiang Island, Zhao Wenwen would really like to let Zhao Yifan know what happened just now. After all, on Xiangjiang Island, the Zhu family's relationship is enough, but now it is In Taiguo Puji Island.

is abroad.

In Zhao Wenwen's mind, it was better to have one thing more than one thing less.

"I can do whatever I want."

Zhao Yifan didn't know that in a short period of time, countless thoughts had passed through Zhao Wenwen's mind. He nodded with a smile and said, "Listen to you."

At this time, the few people around the hotel obviously recognized Zhao Wenwen and walked towards them both quickly.

Just at this time, a taxi showing "no one" came from the distance of the street. Zhao Wenwen waved to stop it, and pulled Zhao Yifan into it.

When those people saw this, they rushed over quickly, but unfortunately, the taxi had already started and left in a hurry.

"...The woman just now, should be the house goddess Zhao Wenwen who just came out this year?"

One said with some regret.

"The light was a bit dim just now, so I didn't look very carefully."

Another person said: "However, it looks a bit like it."

If Zhao Yifan were here, he would have recognized them. These two people were the two reporter Wang and Meng that he had met at the airport before.

(End of this chapter)