his little luck

Chapter 702 Time is not dying Hey hey smile: He doesn't believe that he can't cure violent women

The reporters went crazy, and immediately focused their attention on the girl, holding the camera against her and snapping shots at her.

Spotlights flicker.

The glare of the light made Mu Yixun feel uncomfortable.

She raised her hand to cover the blinding flash.

"Enough, stop taking pictures!" She said coldly.

Her voice is not loud, but very cold and penetrating.

All the reporters unconsciously stopped their actions and stopped pressing the shutter.

Jing Anli narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

He didn't expect that the girl he pointed at casually was really pretty.

Wearing a white shirt and a black knee-length skirt.

Her jet-black hair was coiled up, revealing a fair and clean neck. She wore a pair of low-heeled high-heeled shoes, and she stood upright.

Obviously she looks like a girl, but she has a feeling of indifference to the point of almost abstinence.

And that sound was enough, and it was full of shocking power.

Mu Yixun's eyes were cold, and he coldly glanced at the reporters looking at her, and gave another order:
"Delete all the photos I took just now, immediately!"

I don't know if it is because she is too imposing.

As soon as the words fell, some young reporters trembled, pressed the camera in their hands, and deleted the photos.

There are also some untouched, undeleted photos.

Jing Tianwang said just now that he likes this model, and it can be used as a selling point to expose it, which is a precious revelation.

Mu Yixun saw that those people didn't move and didn't talk nonsense, so he said indifferently: "Those who haven't been deleted, stay here today, don't leave."

Maybe it was because she said it too arrogantly.

A reporter who looked older said: "Why, didn't you just take your photo? What right do you have for us to delete it?"

Mu Yixun narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is not timeless, if it was that useless man, she would have already slapped him.

In this kind of place, Mu Yixun also knew that it was not good for her to hit someone directly.

Instead of talking nonsense with these reporters, Mu Yixun took out his cell phone and dialed a number to go out.

Soon, the phone was connected.

Mu Yixun said lightly: "...It's me. I ran into some trouble at the door. You send a few people over and ask the reporter at the door to delete all the photos."

The reporters looked at each other.

Is this person really some celebrity important person?
From what she said on the phone, is she really looking for someone to force them to delete the photos?
Jing Anli also heard Mu Yixun talking on the phone.

The indifferent girl in front of me, to be honest, it was his joking words just now that dragged her into the water.

Look and listen, it seems that it is not easy to mess with.

He suddenly became interested.
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Just when the reporters were thinking that Mu Yixun would call for water.

The double doors of the elevator on the upper floor of Shanghuang Entertainment Hall opened.

Song He came out of the elevator in a hurry. Several security guards were waiting at the door of the elevator beforehand and came out after him.

As soon as he came out, he saw Jing Anli, who was taller than everyone else, he stood out from the crowd.

Song He groaned in his heart.

Was this Heavenly King's fault again?
Song He trotted all the way to the door from the elevator, and the security guard went up to separate everyone.

Jing Anli's manager, Qiu Fei, took a look: "President Song, why are you here?"

The reporters also saw Song He coming over.

They also know who he is.

President of Emperor Entertainment.

Just kidding, they are the paparazzi of the entertainment industry, how can someone with such status not know?

Song He nodded to Qiu Fei, before he could reply to his words, he walked up to Mu Yixun with a chubby body, and said respectfully and authentically:
"Miss Xun, you are here."

His attitude was so respectful that the reporters next to him were surprised.

Qiu Fei was even more stunned, and whispered to Jing Anli, "Ah Jing, do you know when there will be a Miss Xun in our company?"

Jing Anli slightly narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and there was a flash of interest in his eyes: "I don't know."

After a pause, he smiled again: "But it's quite interesting."

Qiu Fei sighed in his heart, what's so interesting, if this Miss Xun is someone of status, A Jing, you just dragged her into the water.

Well, I offended someone again.

Song He respectfully said to Mu Yixun: "Miss Xun, I wonder what photo you said you wanted to delete during the phone call just now?"

Mu Yixun raised his chin slightly, and said coldly: "These reporters took pictures of me and asked them to delete them all."

Song He understood as soon as he heard it.

Miss Xun was sent by the young master, and her status is special, so exposure is always bad.

He immediately said: "No problem, Miss Xun."

After Song He finished speaking, he immediately said to the security guard who followed him, "Go, let them delete all the photos."

"Yes." The security guard listened to Song He's order, and immediately surrounded the paparazzi to watch them delete photos one by one.

Even if these paparazzi reporters are unwilling to delete it, Song He will come forward at this time, and they will never meet him face to face.

Not to mention financial power and power, if there is any news about the artists in their company in the future, if they give it to others, they will not give it to their family alone, which will be a big loss.

So the reporters are very cooperative.

Soon, the reporters finished deleting the photos.

Song He said to Mu Yixun: "Miss Xun, the photos have been deleted, shall we go in now?"

Mu Yixun nodded expressionlessly, stepped forward and walked into the hall.

When she took a step, the reporters saw that Song He was being so polite to her, and they all made way for her.

Mu Yixun's calf was beautiful, with graceful and straight curves.

She walked steadily, and when she passed by Jing Anli, she raised her eyes and glanced at him, and said softly:
"In the future, don't do unnecessary things."

After she finished speaking, she walked in.

Just two steps away, Jing Anli's charming laughter came from behind him: "Miss Xun? Your name is Xun?"

Mu Yixun didn't turn his head, nor did he respond, he just paused.

Qiu Fei had a headache, so he yelled, "Ah Jing."

Jing Anli turned a deaf ear, and laughed again: "It's a good name."

Mu Yixun didn't look back, she said coldly: "Shut up."

Jing Anli smiled evilly with her thin lips.

This Miss Xun has quite a personality.

As for the other reporters, if you look at me and I look at you, you can't figure out the origin of this Miss Xun...
at this time.

A flat that lasts.

A group of big men with serious faces are having a meeting.

Lanmao said rightly:
"Brother Shi, don't worry, this will work?"

Shi Buji looked at Lan Mao very seriously, and said very seriously:
"You promise it's okay?"

"Definitely!"

Lan Mao slapped his thigh, and said, "Brother Shi, look at how powerful this electric shock rod is, how thick this rope is, and the most important thing is this bottle on the table, have you seen it..."

The blue-haired finger pointed to a bottle of spray on the table, and said: "I have spent a lot of effort to get a powerful drug. When she comes back, spray it on her face, and make sure she will pour it down immediately. She fell down, we tied it up with a rope, and she fell into our hands, when the time comes, why don't we do whatever we want? Brother Shi, don't you think so?"

"Um……"

He touched his chin from time to time, and laughed hehehe.

Without Lao Xiao's help, he didn't believe that he couldn't cure violent women by himself!

[Time is not dying: Hehehe...

Mu Yixun: Heh! 】

(End of this chapter)