Chapter 4699 You Can only Ask Ye Xiangnan for Help 4

These ugly words made Zhang Fucai unable to bear it any longer. He started to fight with Mr. Cheng after uttering foul words. Isn't this a little egg against a stone? Who is Mr. Cheng? His muscles are bangbang, and Zhang Fucai's fat body is flamboyant. After I went out, I was shaking wildly. The scene was so beautiful.

Mr. Cheng kicked him and Zhang Fucai lay on the ground, looking like a dead pig.

Mr. Cheng sat down again, smoking his big cigar, and sneered: "The last person who dared to provoke me would have gone to the deep sea to feed the fish, just a fat guy like you."

The men on the side whispered: "Master Cheng, this fat man doesn't seem to be beaten well. Will he be beaten to death?"

Master Cheng chuckled: "That's right, I can't even beat a woman. If I were your Editor Zhang, I would be so embarrassed that I would die of embarrassment."

Mr. Cheng stood up, walked to him, and squatted down.

He reached out and patted Zhang Fucai's pig face, which was full of wine, sex, and wealth, and chuckled: "What I hate most is when married men bring women home and play with them as they please without marriage. But after you get married, you are the one who plays with women." That’s not right, now I’m pretending to be here to find my ex-wife, it’s ridiculous.”

Master Cheng said he was not relieved and kicked Zhang Fucai.

Zhang Fucai was particularly embarrassed and angry. He lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. He howled: "I let her do it."

Although he was so embarrassed and angry, Zhang Fucai still softened his posture and said in a low voice: "No matter what, Liu Hong is a woman and she has a bad temper. If she offends her in any way, please bear with me, Mr. Cheng."

Mr. Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "This sounds like what a man said, but I'm not here. It's useless no matter how low you are. Go and look elsewhere. Maybe Reporter Liu Da is talking to some wild man." The man is getting his hair done.”

He waved and asked the girl to continue singing.

Mr. Cheng was bored and didn't think it was fun anymore. Who knew that this dead pig was still passionate about that woman and couldn't forget about that woman? What was so good about that woman? She had a bad personality and was boring. She was lifeless.

Mr. Cheng thought it was a miracle that anyone still liked her. Of course, her hair-doing skills were still good. Master Cheng got excited just thinking about it and couldn't wait to get rid of this fat man.

He stood up and said somewhat meaningfully: "If Editor Zhang wants to play, all the consumption here is mine, and you can play as much as you want."

When others were about to leave, Zhang Fucai knelt down with a plop.

Everyone present was stunned.

There were a lot of people begging Master Cheng, and many of them knelt down, but this man was the editor-in-chief of a big newspaper, so he knelt down anyway, and it was for his ex-wife, whom he was fighting with.

Mr. Cheng also found it interesting and touched his head: "What does this mean, Editor Zhang?"

Zhang Fucai lowered his head and said in a soft but firm voice: "Master Cheng, I know Liu Hong has offended you. In the future, I will tell her not to offend Master Cheng and ask Master Cheng to let her go. As for me, what does Master Cheng want?" So be it.”

Mr. Cheng laughed. Looking left and right: "What can I do with this fat man?"

The manager smiled secretly: "I'm afraid nothing will work."

Mr. Cheng kicked him over and said, "I heard it, it's useless to keep you, it's a waste of food. Drag him out and drag him out. If he stays here, it will be ugly and the impact will be bad."

After saying that, Master Cheng ignored him and walked out directly.

He is now going to see the big reporters and can't wait.