Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

  Chapter 1548 Idol superstar: President, pampered like honey! 8

  Go or not, this is a question.

  In fact, he didn't mean that. In order not to break his hands, he climbed into the bed of a rich and powerful woman.

  It’s just that he is not willing to go back.

  He wants to see her inexplicably.

  Did she give this kind of note to other men before?

  This kind of thought surrounded him, as if the cat's paw was scratching on his chest, making him uneasy.

   thought so in his heart, he has lifted his slender legs and walked towards the hotel.

  As soon as I walked to the hotel lobby, a beautiful waiter in cheongsam came up and said with a polite smile: "Hello, sir, is it for dinner or accommodation?"

  Fu Jingran pursed his lips slightly, and there was a bit of displeasure in his glazed eyes, and he blamed himself for entering the hotel.

  At this time.

  "Let go of me--!" A male voice came.

  Fu Jingran was familiar with this voice and could no longer be familiar with it. He turned his head and looked at the elevator door.

  A greasy middle-aged boss dressed in rich and luxurious clothes was pulling and pulling with a young man, both of them were very drunk, and their red-faced appearances looked a bit hideous.

  The young man who was held in his arms by the middle-aged boss is very familiar to him. It is Zheng Xiaohui who lives next to him. Why is he here?

   "Slap——" The middle-aged man slapped Zheng Xiaohui on the face.

  Zheng Xiaohui was slapped with a vigorous slap, and frantically struggling to shout: "You fat man, let go! Let go! Where is President Xia?! I want President Xia!"

  Fu Jingran paused when he wanted to walk past, and his pale eyes were slightly sharpened.

  If he understood correctly, the next sentence of the middle-aged man confirmed his thoughts.

  "Bah! Little bastard, you dare to kick me!"

  Director Yang pinched Zheng Xiaohui's thin waist tightly, and regardless of the waiter's persuasion, his whole body was pressed against him, and his words were spitting hard.

   "Xia Mingzhu gave you to me, and he will automatically send you to the door to plant a seed. You obediently followed Lao Tzu, otherwise you want you to look good..."

  Fu Jingran's handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and he shook his hand in his pocket.

   "Sir... Sir, if you have something to say, don't do it..."

  Director Yang glared at the waiter and cursed: “I didn’t see him arguing with me. He was drunk and going crazy, quickly find someone to help me...”

   "No...get away..." Zheng Xiaohui was drugged, and he leaned against the wall feebly.

  Director Yang dragged Zheng Xiaohui into the elevator, and the waiter anxiously followed.

  The corner of Zheng Xiaohui's eyes saw Fu Jingran, first burst out hatred and humiliation, and then shouted: "Fu Jingran, help...help me..."

  "Sir, do you know this man?" the waiter asked.

   Fu Jingran looked coldly and said: "I don't know."

  Zheng Xiaohui's pupils shrank and looked at Fu Jingran incredulously.

……why? !

  Fu Jingran was unable to save his life, obviously there is no gap between him and Fu Jingran.

  Director Yang glanced at Fu Jingran with drunken eyes and colored light. Seeing that the tall young man had a fierce and indifferent temperament, he dismissed his mind and intimidated Zheng Xiaohui into the elevator.

  Sent away Director Yang and Zheng Xiaohui, and the waiter walked in front of Fu Jingran again.

   "Sir, you..."

  "189xxxxxxxx, make this call." Fu Jingran said lightly.

  The waiter returned to the front desk to make a call, and the call was connected after a while.

  "Sir, please follow me." The waiter's respectful attitude is more sincere than before.

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ticket! ticket! ticket!

  Good night, little cuties.

  (End of this chapter)