Good Morning, Mr. President!

891 This Rude and Overbearing Man (Part 2)

Fusion...

When Qiqi heard these two words, she felt all sorts of things in her heart. Ronghui is the company where my aunt works.

Originally, I knew that what happened to my aunt was because of Tang Jue, but now that I saw with my own eyes that he was still mediating with those people, I felt completely different. The mood is still difficult to calm down after all.

"...I won't be able to hold it in until I get to the toilet." Bi Hui urged him drowsily from the side.

Qiqi came back to her senses and stopped looking at Tang Jue. She only said to Bi Hui, "Let's go."

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Qiqi took a handful of cold water and splashed it on her face, still feeling a little sad.

She waited for Bi Hui on the corridor for a while, but he didn't come out. Qiqi was also afraid of meeting Tang Jue on the corridor, so she went back to the box alone.

"Qiqi, your phone just rang. It was a message."

As soon as she entered, Ruan Mengmeng, who was singing happily, turned to talk to her.

Qiqi responded and took the mobile phone on the table. When I clicked on it, it was Tang Jue's message.

"Come downstairs in twenty minutes." Simple, yet undeniable words.

Qiqi pursed her lips and silently deleted the message.

At this moment, the heavy door of the box was pushed open from the outside. Bi Hui stumbled in, rubbing his stomach with both hands, obviously in severe pain.

Qi Qi turned around and found that Bi Hui had disappeared for a while, and there was actually a smile on his face. There was blood at the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on?" Everyone gathered over.

"Dude, did you get beaten?"

"Damn it, there are so many of us here, why don't we kill him? Who, let's go and have a look." Today's people are a group of vigorous young people. Now that they have drunk again, they are naturally impulsive. At this moment, someone was already rolling up his sleeves and rushing outside.

Bi Hui was originally unclear, but now he hugged the man and persuaded him, "Okay, don't go. We can't afford to offend that man. I don't want to get you involved."

"No, who are they? I don't believe in this evil."

"You really don't want to go! I'll just take it for granted.

"

"Then tell me who it is! Let us all see it!"

"..." Bi Hui waited for a long time before he muttered a few words, "Young Master of the Tang Clan, Tang Jue."

"Holy shit!" The other party cursed in a low voice and automatically fell silent. Aren't you seeking death by provoking him?

"Why did you provoke him?"

"I...I don't know either." A trace of guilt flashed across Bi Hui's face. He was now mostly drunk, "Hey, you think he won't come to trouble me again and make me lose my job, right?"

"You can't say that. You don't know how dark his heart is because he's so good-looking. Don't you think his methods are cruel? To play with us to death is like pinching an ant."

When Bi Hui heard this, his legs became weak. Depend on! He was so drunk that he actually provoked Tang Jue!

Qiqi's expression became tense as she listened to them talking back and forth. At this moment, he had no intention of singing to celebrate. He just said, "Are you still singing? If you continue, I want to take the first step."

"Stop singing, we've been singing for hours. Let's pack up and leave together." In fact, the birthday boy was beaten, and everyone had to endure it, which made everyone a little disappointed.

As the group said this, they carried their bags and came out together.

Ruan Mengmeng held Qiqi's arm and chatted with her, "Hey, tell me, why did Tang Jue beat Bi Hui for no reason?"

Qiqi said nothing.

"He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would cause trouble for no apparent reason, right?"

"How come he doesn't look like him?" Qiqi replied dully. If it hadn't been the case, then neither what happened to my aunt nor what happened to Mo Xun would have happened.

"He is so busy, why would he inexplicably cause trouble with an unrelated person? This guy Bi Hui usually likes to run around on the train, let alone being drunk. I guess he may have offended Tang Jue somewhere. "

"..." Qiqi said nothing, but looked up at Bi Hui again.

Tang Jue obviously struck hard. He had practiced it before. How could Bi Hui be his opponent? That's why Bi Hui is still feeling uncomfortable, having to be carried by a few colleagues, and Qiqi feels quite a bit sorry.

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When Qiqi came out, she saw the familiar car parked outside the main entrance. Jian Qing was gone now, and Tang Jue was sitting alone in the car with a cigarette in his hand. Don't smoke either, just let the smoke rise. The night was gloomy and smoky, and the extremely handsome face was hidden in the smoke, giving off a cold feeling. Looking from a distance, it made people feel very oppressive.

My heart beats.

Those who had clamored to avenge Bi Hui before were now like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to say a word. Bi Hui even said: "Quick, get in the car! Let's go quickly!"

Everyone drank and found a driver. Qiqi and Ruan Mengmeng were assigned to Bi Hui's car. Bi Hui was injured, and Qiqi felt bad, so she didn't excuse herself and just said: "Wait for me, I'll go to the pharmacy."

She said, carrying her bag, turned around and went to the 24-hour pharmacy next door and bought some ointment.

The phone rang again.

This time, it's not information. But a phone call.

Qiqi saw a familiar number flashing on the screen. She didn't even answer the call, so she put it back in her bag. After leaving the drugstore, I didn't even look in the direction of the CF98, and just hurriedly got into Bi Hui's car.

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Ruan Mengmeng was sitting in the passenger seat.

Qiqi and Bi Hui sat in the back.

"Qiqi, where are you going?" Ruan Mengmeng turned around and asked her.

Qiqi was stunned by her question for a long time. Suddenly she remembered that she was actually a homeless orphan.

She felt a little sad.

"Mengmeng, can I stay at your place tonight?" For the time being, at least tonight, she didn't want to see Tang Jue, didn't want to quarrel with him, and didn't want to do that kind of thing with him. She couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

"Of course! This saves a few more trips. But, what about your Mo Xun? Can you sleep outside?"

Qiqi didn't reply to Ruan Mengmeng's words, just took out the ointment and looked at Bi Hui, "I'll wipe the wound on your face for you."

"Thank you."

"No need." Qiqi sighed, squeezed the ointment, and was a little worried, "I see you have been holding your stomach, are you injured too? Why don't you go to the hospital to check it out?"

Ruan Mengmeng turned her head to look at Qiqi, "Qiqi, among this group of people, you are the one who cares about Bi Hui the most. Aren't you afraid that your Mo Xun will be jealous?"

"Don't make fun of me." Qiqi was upset.

If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have gotten him involved.

Qiqi took a cotton swab, dipped it in medicine, and applied it to Bi Hui.

Bi Hui sat up with difficulty, "Tang Jue is really strong. He kicked me in the stomach. But it should be just a superficial injury, and it's much better now."

"Tell me the truth, how did you offend him?" Ruan Mengmeng turned her head and asked.

Bi Hui refused to say, and only snorted: "How did I offend him? No. Hey, Mengmeng, didn't you deal with him before? Do you think he would really ruin my job?"

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