I killed the film and television world

Chapter 36 Big Water Pipe

Inside the villa

Liu Jinxiong and Luo Youyi had already left with some regret.

These two big mouthpieces did not select any candidates from the death row inmates, so they just came here to go through the motions.

Although Guo Can, the king of home appliances, had picked a death row inmate to compete, he was manually "cancelled" by Song Ren before the competition even started.

Guo Can was filled with rage because he had been humiliated, especially by a death row inmate.

But the opponent has already obtained a ticket to the top boxing ring, which means that he is no longer just a death row prisoner.

He is a top-level boxer with the support of Fusheng Building. If you want to "take care" of him, you can't be so direct anymore.

Therefore, after the end, he was too lazy to stay and meet people, and left directly.

At this moment, the only people left in the villa hall were the wealthy woman Tong Peipei, the tycoon Xu Jiaqi, and Sir Zhu's beloved daughter Zhu Baoer.

Chen Sheng led Song Ren and his party into the villa. What caught their eyes was a huge azure swimming pool illuminated by orange and white glazed lights.

The trees in the garden are lush and green.

The three-story villa is decorated in beige and has a large area of crimson wood carvings with dragon patterns on the top.

On the opposite wall, dragons and phoenixes were carved with dark brown ink, outlining a huge word "和".

On both sides of the garden, there are often staff dressed in suits or maids busying back and forth.

When these people saw Chen Sheng, they would bow respectfully and call out, "Brother Sheng."

When we entered the villa, it became brighter and brighter. The interior decoration was bluish-white, presenting a cool tone overall.

The LCD screens hanging on the walls of the hall have all gone out.

In the living room, the bluish-white glazed lamps hanging from four angles on the ceiling sparkled brightly.

In the center, there was a circular blue leather sofa, an elegant mahogany chair, and a snow-white egg-shaped hanging chair, each with a person sitting on it.

Xu Jiaqi, dressed in a suit and tie, sat on a mahogany chair.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled politely in the direction of Song Ren.

Sitting on the sofa was a lazy mature woman, wearing a purple cheongsam with a waist-hugging design and carved patterns. She had delicate and cool facial features, and her long black hair was tied into a pigtail that fell over her shoulders and onto her chest.

Tong Peipei's legs were brought together, leaning diagonally on the armrest of the sofa, and her toes, which were painted with blood-red nail polish, were slightly curled up.

The moment Song Ren came in, he keenly felt that the woman's gaze towards him was somewhat fiery.

In the snow-white hanging chair in the corner, Zhu Baoer was wearing a beige waist-length skirt, her black hair was fluffy and smooth, her facial features were pretty, and there were two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth.

A pair of clear millet-colored pupils were staring at Song Ren.

This scene made Song Ren slightly stunned. At first, he thought that the man who chose to support him was the one with gold-rimmed glasses.

Later, I thought it was the cold and beautiful woman on the sofa.

Now it seems that the young woman in the chairlift may also be a possibility.

Song Ren was a little confused and didn't bother to think too much about it.

Among the people traveling together, Du Youbang stared at Tong Peipei with an extremely aggressive look.

After being locked up in Stanley for a few years, he just came out and saw such a beautiful woman. A hint of heat suddenly rose in his eyes.

As the former leader of Fuyi, he was also a member of the society with two flowers and a red stick.

The biggest impression Du Youbang left on people, apart from his superb skills and ruthless style of doing things, was his love for women.

Although Lu Zhengyang looked a little miserable at the moment, he still remained tough. He stood silently by the side with a very restrained look.

He is neither as natural as Song Ren nor as unbridled as Du Youbang. Instead, he shows more of a clear understanding of himself.

There's nothing you can do about it. Among the three of them, he's the worst off.

After Chen Sheng came in, he greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Xu, Sister Peipei, Miss Zhu."

Tong Peipei's aggressive gaze turned from Song Ren to Lu Zhengyang, and a hint of disappointment inevitably flashed across her eyes. She had spotted Lu Zhengyang at first sight on the list of death row inmates.

The biggest reason at that time was that in his relevant information, Lu Zhengyang's powerful and sturdy physique was too impactful.

At first glance, it looks very much like the Terminator.

If nothing unexpected happens, this kind of physique should be enough to make him a champion in the top boxing ring.

As expected, an accident happened.

Lu Zhengyang, a death row prisoner who was like a Terminator, successfully ended Tong Peipei's beautiful fantasy of the Terminator.

After the formal meeting, she became even more disappointed.

It's really too restrained.

He has no courage and his skills are just mediocre.

Especially with the example of Song Ren, Lu Zhengyang's performance was even more unsatisfactory.

In fact, compared with the other death row inmate with extremely aggressive eyes, Lu Zhengyang's gap is quite big.

Finally, she turned her gaze to Chen Sheng with disappointment, and a smile suddenly appeared on her cold face.

She used her sexy toes to push a full glass of red wine over:

"Asheng, long time no see."

Chen Sheng didn't mind. He walked over generously, raised his glass and drank it all.

Tong Peipei showed admiration on her face, sat up straight, and folded her legs together: "Tsk tsk, after looking around in Fusheng, it turns out that you, Asheng, are the one that suits my taste the most."

"Come and let your sister support you sometime. You haven't been in the boxing ring for a long time."

"Be careful that people in the society forget your reputation as the boxing champion."

Chen Sheng did not refuse directly, but turned around and said: "Sister Peipei, you are joking. Not to mention the masters in the boxing ring, just talking about this place, there is already one who makes me feel ashamed."

Tong Peipei followed his gaze and lingered on Song Ren's face for a while, then sighed softly: "But he already has someone to support him."

After saying that, he glanced back at the bright and charming Zhu Baoer sitting in the hanging chair with a somewhat resentful look in his eyes.

Zhu Baoer smiled, and the dimples on her face became more obvious: "Sister Peipei, you have several boxers under your name, don't keep focusing on him alone."

Tong Peipei could only look away.

When Song Ren arrived here, he finally knew which big shot had chosen to support him.

He turned and looked again at the woman sitting in the hanging chair.

The first impression is youth.

She is also quite beautiful, but her aura is still a little immature.

She looks like a gentle lady, but unexpectedly she is also a fan of underground boxing.

Seeing this, Tong Peipei said with a slightly sour tone: "Don't look around, she has a fiancé..."

Song Ren raised his eyebrows. It’s none of my business if she has a fiancé.

At this time, Tong Peipei's voice continued: "And he is the prince of Huo's Bank."

Song Ren looked over in surprise.

Huh, is that such a coincidence?

That might be some shit.