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Mr. Qian laughed and said, "The little girl has just left school and doesn't understand the rules, so she needs someone to teach her."

Lu Zhifeng said quickly: "Mr. Qian, Rong Rong is indeed still young. We will teach her slowly in the future. Her leg injury has not healed yet, so don't let her drink. I will drink a few drinks for her."

He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp, then poured another glass and raised it towards Mr. Qian.

Mr. Qian smiled half-heartedly: "Xiao Lu, are you interested in this little girl? Are you so anxious to stop her from drinking?"

"Mr. Qian, you are joking."

Lu Zhifeng chuckled, "She and I are considered friends, so we should take care of her."

"Oh, what Xiao Lu means is that we are all rough people who don't know how to care about women." Another man said angrily, "Since you are so protective of her, why are you willing to bring her here? This is not the first time you have done this. Something has happened.”

Shi Rong glanced at Lu Zhifeng.

Lu Zhifeng's face suddenly became embarrassed: "Mr. Li, you are joking."

"Who are you kidding?"

The man stood up with a cold snort, walked directly to Shi Rong, poured a glass of wine, and brought it to her mouth. Underneath his calm and elegant appearance, there was vulgarity and coldness: "As an actor, you must have the consciousness of an actor. You don’t understand this, and you still expect others to praise you? Drink this bottle of wine, and my brother will forgive you and still sign today’s contract.”

"Lao Li, don't be so rude to the little beauty."

Mr. Qian leaned back on his chair with a smile on his face. Although he seemed to be trying to save Shi Rong, he was actually sitting motionless, as if the old god was watching the excitement.

Mr. Li was indifferent. He held the wine glass in his hand and looked at Shi Rong with a tough attitude: "Drink!"

"Don't drink."

Shi Rong looked calm and said, "If you have to drink to sign the contract, I won't sign the contract." Then he said to Lu Zhifeng, "Brother Feng, I call you brother for the last time. What you did is not very authentic."

Lu Zhifeng was embarrassed: "Rong Rong, don't get me wrong. Drinking some wine at this banquet is just for socializing, it's nothing important. I didn't expect that you are allergic to alcohol and can't drink it."

"You drink slowly with them, and I'll take my leave."

Shi Rong turned around in his wheelchair.

"Want to go?"

Mr. Li stepped on the wheel of the wheelchair and said, "I see a lot of noble little girls, especially those like you who have just left school for a few days. Most of them are those who later failed to get along and begged to come back. Out. Here, if you still want to hang out in this circle, it will be difficult."

Shi Rong frowned and looked back at Lu Zhifeng: "Mr. Lu, all the bosses here are respectable, so it's not like this, right? Are you trying to force me to call the police?"

Lu Zhifeng's expression changed slightly and he stood up involuntarily.

Mr. Qian burst out laughing: "The little beauty lost her temper, Lao Li. Lian Po is old. I think that handsome Li who used to hang around in the flowers can't even touch a little girl now."

The other men also burst into laughter.

Mr. Li was a little angry. He stretched out his hand to grab the armrest of the wheelchair, pinched Shi Rong's chin, raised the wine glass and poured it into her mouth.

Shi Rong raised his foot and kicked him over.

It hit Mr. Li right in the stomach.

Mr. Li stumbled back, the cup in his hand fell to the ground, shattered, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Mr. Qian and several friends looked at each other with a bit of joking expression. They moved their bodies to a comfortable position and looked at Shi Rong like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Xiao Lu, please go out first."

Mr. Qian raised his chin towards him.