I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 3 Want to die?Complete you!

Stepping into the main building, Qin Ye looked around calmly.

Secretly speechless.

I have long heard that the wealth of the Jun family is astonishing, but in the end it was only heard. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I feel that the rumors I have heard before are not as good as what I have seen.

All the paintings hanging on the walls are world-renowned paintings with more than eight figures.

Even the small teacups on the table are exquisite and can only be seen at auctions.

The equal of wealth is power.

At this moment, Qin Ye didn't know whether becoming the Second Young Master Jun would be a blessing or a curse for her.

"Second young master, young master is waiting for you in the study..."

Uncle Tong's reminder sounded in his ear, Qin Ye looked up to the second floor, and saw the tall and straight figure by the window.

Standing alone and tall.

Like a towering mountain, it reveals infinite deterrent power.

Make it impossible to escape.

Nodding his head slightly, Qin Ye followed Uncle Tong upstairs.

"Enter."

There was a knock on the door, and there was a cold answer from the study.

Uncle Tong opened the door, looked back at Qin Ye, and signaled for him to go in.

There is a thick carpet under your feet, and you can't hear a little sound all the way.

The black and gray tones in the study, and the shadow of the man by the window on the carpet, made the room feel more oppressive.

The door of the study was closed, and the room became even quieter.

Qin Ye raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, his heart skipped a beat.

I have to admit that God seems to love this man in front of me very much.

A three-dimensional face, deep eyes, and a nearly perfect figure.

These alone are enough to make people envious and jealous, but unfortunately, he also has a illustrious family background.

Not to mention, the monstrous power in his hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Jun Moting is willing, he can decide the fate of everyone in Yun'an City with a flick of his finger.

And he's only 25 years old.

Even for the motivated young people from wealthy families in Yun'an City, who entered the family business as soon as they graduated from college, it would take a few years, or even more than ten years, to truly stand on their own.

As for Jun Moting, considering his current status, it's unbelievably young.

Thinking wildly, Qin Ye's thoughts were interrupted by a cold voice.

"Eat it."

A piece of white paper appeared in front of my eyes. On the white paper, there were black pills, the rich and deep color of the gate of the underworld.

Heart palpitations.

Qin Ye frowned, "What are you doing?"

The man's eyes were cold and arrogant, he only stared at Qin Ye and kept silent.

At that moment, Qin Ye felt as if she was being watched by a beast in the dark.

It seemed that in the next moment, that ferocious beast would jump out and bite her to pieces.

The hairs stand on his head.

Neck is cold.

"Second young master, you'd better eat obediently."

Uncle Tong said at the right time, "After taking this medicine, you will never think about those unpleasant things in the past again. From today onwards, you are the Second Young Master Jun."

What awaits you is monstrous wealth.

Uncle Tong didn't say the second half of the sentence.

But Qin Ye understood.

Looking up, the man's eagle eyes were cold, as if Qin Ye's question seemed so unnecessary, and his patience was about to disappear.

Qin Ye's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Forget about the past and become the Second Young Master willingly?

If you were someone else, you might eat it without hesitation, right?

But she can't!

After taking that medicine, wouldn't she forget all her grievances and grievances?
She died once, she couldn't die in vain!
"Feel sorry……"

Meeting Jun Moting's cold eyes, Qin Ye said, "Choose someone else."

"Let me become a blank sheet of paper, I would rather die!"

Almost as soon as Qin Ye finished speaking, the air pressure in the study dropped a few degrees.

Qin Ye felt that there was a frightening cold wind blowing from all directions.

The feeling of heart palpitations reappeared.

"Want to die? Let me do it for you!"

The man's rage was vividly expressed in a short sentence.

"Uncle Tong..."

Before the order could be given, the next moment, Jun Moting's cell phone rang.

(End of this chapter)