The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 51 God Says, Shut Up

Feng Jin and Song Nanfei looked at each other, their expressions were cold, as if they wanted to kill each other at any time.

Ming Jue stood at the back, reached into his pocket, took out the dagger and waved it in his hand, with a murderous intent looming in his eyes.

The atmosphere at the scene is like a high-pressure boiler, just a little spark can blow up the whole audience.

In such an atmosphere, it was Ming Qi who spoke first.

"Song Nanfei," she smiled, her tone soft: "If you want to go crazy, go away, don't bark in front of me."

The breath flowing in the corridor suddenly stopped.

Song Nanfei turned his head to look at her in disbelief, as if he heard something unbelievable, his shocked appearance was like a collapse of faith.

Cheng Hongjun, who had been watching the battle by the side, was also caught off guard.

When we met at the police station that night, the funny and helpless appearance of the girl sitting in the wheelchair listening to Feng Jin's nagging is still clearly engraved in Cheng Hongjun's mind.

Her expression at that time was so gentle and touching that everyone who saw her for the first time would preconceive that she was a good girl.

Wearing a white dress, smiling obediently and purely, not stained with the darkness of the world, people can't bear to tarnish this pure white.

Even Cheng Hongjun, who has always been hard-hearted, couldn't help but soften his heart.

But now, this little white flower-like girl still looks gentle, but speaks unkind words.

Cheng Hongjun felt that his faith had also collapsed a bit.

The only two who are stable are probably Ming Jue and Feng Jin.

Feng Jin raised her eyebrows, seeing Song Nanfei's shocked look, the anger that was about to explode calmed down instead.

He turned sideways and took half a step back against the wall, standing with his chest folded, as if he was about to watch a good show.

Song Nanfei didn't know why.

Ming Qi still looked at him: "You are the one who wants to retire, and you are the one who is entangled now. What you can't get is the best, isn't it?"

The gentle expression on her face showed a bit of helplessness, as if she didn't care about his collision and humiliation at all, but was full of tolerance.

Song Nanfei's stiff face moved slightly and softened a little, but he still didn't speak.

Then he heard the girl's soft voice: "You are so cheap in your bones, aren't you?"

There was silence for a while.

"I'm quite capable, that's why I don't like you - you are self-aware of this."

"Since you already know that you are useless, why are you still dancing in front of me?"

"If you don't get it, you will be humiliated and belittled. Is it disgusting?"

"The crew ignored you before to save you some dignity, not to let you come over and kick your nose in the face."

"Oh, who do you think you are?"

"..."

The girl's voice was soft, with a smile on her face, as if the poisonous words didn't come out of her mouth.

For a long time, there was a dead silence in the corridor.

The veins on Cheng Hongjun's forehead twitched, and he took a sharp breath from the bottom of his heart.

Without looking, he can already imagine how ugly Song Nanfei's face is now.

At the same time, Cheng Hongjun's faith collapsed across the board.

What kind of little white flower is this? It is clearly a cannibal flower that eats people without spitting out bones.

In his heart, he secretly cast aside the self just now, and actually felt pity for this girl.

Sure enough, beauty can seduce people, and the ancients did not deceive me.

On the other side, Song Nanfei froze with a stiff face.

He had never been so humiliated in all his life!
And this humiliation came from Ming Qi who was dismissed by him and looked down upon by all kinds of disgust!
Song Nanfei didn't tense up.

"Ming pray to you...!"

"God said, shut up."

Song Nanfei: "???!!!"

Ming Qi glanced at him indifferently: "Noisy."

Ming Qi didn't care what Song Nanfei thought.

Even if he has countless swear words and humiliation in his heart, he can't say it.

"Ming Jue, Feng Jin, go back."

"Good!" Feng Jin came up to her with a smile on her face, completely different from the gloomy face just now.

Song Nanfei and Cheng Hongjun finally understood why he was suddenly not angry just now.

The big boss has personally played the swordsman, of course he is happy to watch the fun!
So amidst Song Nanfei's speechless anger and Cheng Hongjun's complex expression, Ming Qi left with Ming Jue and Feng Jin leisurely.

……

Heshan is the largest mountain in the north of Tajikistan.

It is located in the south of the north tower, with ridges and peaks and undulating mountains, stretching for hundreds of miles.

The mountain is surrounded by endless green pines and cypresses, surrounded by pine trees, green like emeralds, and ripples between the mountains.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Ming Qi arrived at Ningqu Manor on the top of the mountain.

Before setting off, Ming Kangshi and many elders of the Ming family exhorted and asked Ming to pray for a good life to cater to Qiuru.

"If you can get into the eyes of Mr. Qiu, the Ming family might be able to go a step further. Xiaoqi, in this way you have done a great thing for our Ming family, and no outsiders will dare to look down on you."

At that time, Ming Kangshi said so.

Ming Qi was indifferent to this.

Winding up along the winding mountain road, Ming Qi bumped up to the top of the mountain.

In the distance, two uniformed waiters came to the gate of Quning Manor.

Seeing Ming Qi's vehicle, he first bowed respectfully: "Miss Ming, please."

Ming Qi and Ming Jue drove towards the interior of the manor following the guidance of the vehicle ahead.

On the way, Mingjue asked her: "Miss, why did Qiuru choose Heshan as the location?"

Even the headquarters of the Qiu Family is in the South Garden of the North Tower, so it's fine if he doesn't set the location at the North Tower Hotel, instead he went to the Alpine Manor without hesitation.

Now it's winter, the weather is terribly cold, and the temperature on the mountain is even lower, Ming is definitely not happy to let Ming Qi come here.

And I heard that this old man is already over 60 years old, and he doesn't know if his bones are strong or not, so he doesn't mind tossing about.

Ming Jue pursed his lips slightly, revealing some dissatisfaction.

Ming Qi knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "We'll know when we meet later."

"That's right." Ming Jue nodded and stopped asking.

Qu Ning Manor is very large, almost occupying the entire hill.

The facilities inside are also very complete, with antique buildings, high pavilions and large pavilions, and there are few pedestrians on the road.

There are many scenic spots built on the mountain here. From a distance, you can see the peaks, the bamboos, and the strange rocks.

The nearby withered woods are empty, and the branches are criss-crossed, stretching towards the blue sky, full of strength and tenacity.

Ming Qi sat in the car and watched all the way, but it didn't have a special flavor.

The black car drove for almost half an hour before arriving at the destination.

The waiter in front came to open the door for Ming Qi, and was about to serve her down.

"I'll do it." Ming Jue stepped forward with a serious face, brushing away the opponent's movements.

He pushed Ming Qi out of the car and entered the house.

The first thing you see is the quaint wooden houses and stacked terraces.

Outside the house is a wooden plaque with winding paths and floating fragrance, with the inscription "Viewing the Mountain", a tea-colored light box is uniquely placed at the door, and small lanterns hanging from the eaves are swinging in the cold wind.

The waiter pushed open the door, and the warmth that rushed to his face instantly dispelled the chill on his body.

The whole room was warmed by the stove, and the teapot on the long table was boiling steaming tea.

Qiuru was wearing a dark robe, with gray hair, sitting cross-legged in front of the window, sipping tea leisurely.

The sound of the door opening alarmed the people by the window, and the old man turned his head when he heard the sound, with a kind smile on his wrinkled face: "Miss Ming."

(End of this chapter)