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Nearly 30 people in the meeting room were dumbfounded and looked at Chu Yun who was behaving abnormally.

What is this soft rice man doing?

I was still challenging Yang San'er a second ago, as if they were about to be torn together. Why would you pick up the bottled water in the next second and walk towards Yang San'er?

"Do you want to apologize for pouring tea?" Yang San'er pushed the teacup forward, sitting relaxed and casual.

Chu Yun opened his mouth and smiled, with a bad smile on his face.

With his smile, Yang San'er didn't taste anything, but Xue Chaoqing had a numb scalp, and he hesitated and decided not to move.

Du Qing, who was sitting in a corner more than Chu Yun, was inexplicably excited.

coming!

President Chu is going crazy!

With all eyes in full view, Chu Yun carried the bottled water and came to Yang San'er.

Then, he glanced at Yang San'er lightly: "Stand up and walk to my wife. I bow at ninety degrees and say I'm sorry."

"I will forgive you." Chu Yun said calmly.

Yang San'er seemed to have heard the most mentally handicapped joke in the world, with a scornful sneer on his face: "Did you eat soft rice and ate your brain stupidly. Or was it abnormal before eating?"

"Apologize to an actor who sells laughs?" Yang San'er asked unbelievably. "Do I look like such a stray person?"

"Oh."

Chu Yun nodded.

Lifting the mouth of the bottle with his right hand, he swung one hundred and eighty degrees with a bang. It slammed on Yang San'er's forehead steadily!

In this scene, everyone present was shocked and almost suffocated.

The bucket is neither sharp nor sharp. But weighing up to 30 kilograms and smashing on his forehead, Yang San'er felt that his head was about to explode, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and the picture was frightening.

He flew out several meters and fell heavily on the carpet. Thinking of getting up again, I found that my eyes were staring at Venus and my legs were weak.

"you-"

Yang San'er's face was **** and hideous. Although there is no trauma, it looks extremely scary. Blood oozes from his ears. It's as poisonous in the body.

"Shhh. Be quiet."

Chu Yun carried the bucket towards Yang San'er, then raised the mouth of the bottle, poured down the bucket of water, and poured it onto Yang San'er.

Yang San'er, who had suffered a head injury, immediately struck a sharp spirit, and with the icy air blowing, he instantly curled up into a ball, shivering with the cold.

"Is it colder than the cold joke I told you?" Chu Yun threw away the bucket and slowly squatted next to Yang San'er. I lit a cigarette casually.

Then, he grabbed the script and turned to the page that prompted him to do it: "You let my wife wear a bikini? Let her play a **** scene with the male lead?"

"Oh right." Chu Yunman said casually. "A kiss scene?"

Patter.

Chu Yun took a deep breath.

Then he stuffed the hot cigarette **** into Yang San'er's mouth.

Hiss.

A puff of smoke came out, and Yang San'er only felt that his tongue was cooked, and he was rolling in pain.

"I've never kissed. You let other men kiss my wife?" Chu Yun tore off Yang San'er's belt and pulled off his pants. Only the poor underwear is left.

The upper body was not spared.

With a burst of exclamation, Yang San'er was quickly wiped out.

Several women in the conference room turned their heads, fearing that the eye of the needle would grow. The man also showed embarrassment, but he felt a little sympathetic to Yang San'er while he was frightened.

The dignified son was beaten up in public and made a fool of himself. How will you gain a foothold in Pearl City in the future?

"Chu Yun, you are too much!"

Some people did not protest.

But more people remained silent.

Yang San'er's arrogance makes people uncomfortable, and Chu Yun's actions completely fit their gloomy psychology. Just watch the show, anyway, it won't make you angry.

Chu Yun turned around and didn't look at Yang San'er again. He walked straight to Professor Ye who was facing like Pinghu.

He put a hand on Professor Ye's shoulder and patted lightly.

Then he leaned over his ears and said: "I don't know what you want to do. But next time, I will pick up your clothes."

After all, the toughest grabbed Su Mingyue's palm, and both left the meeting room.

The scene was silent, but everyone was in danger.

Professor Ye glanced at Xue Chaoqing, who was standing still, and said coldly, "Very well." He got up and left.

As soon as Professor Ye left, there was no need for this meeting to go on. Everyone left the meeting, and Yang San'er was also taken to the hospital.

Du Qing swallowed, with lingering fears: "Brother-in-law, isn't it too big this time?"

"It's my ass." Xue Chaoqing lighted a cigarette and shrugged. "The Yang family wants to seek revenge and find him Chu Yun. I am innocent."

"Shameless enough." Du Qing smacked his tongue.

Xue Chaoqing took two puffs of cigarettes fiercely: "I'm the **** thing!"

…

After Yang San'er was sent to the hospital, after repeated inspections, it was confirmed that the tongue was burned and there was no serious problem. But there was a concussion in the head. It is estimated that he will have to stay in the hospital for a while. In the future, I might have a migraine.

boom!

Yang San'er, who was awake, pushed away the nutritional products he fed, and fell to the ground.

His face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot.

He was smashed in his head, stripped naked, and played like a dog.

His face was lost and his pride was completely shattered.

Boom boom.

The door was knocked, but before Yang San'er yelled, a figure walked in.

"Is it better?" Professor Ye went straight to the bed, and UU read www.uukanshu.com sat down.

"Sister Ye, are you playing with me?" Yang San'er no longer respectful, gritted his teeth and glared at Professor Ye.

"Isn't it obvious enough?" Professor Ye asked not to answer.

"Why!?" Yang San'er sat up suddenly, showing a fierce look.

"Because you are shaking in front of me if you have anything to do, it's really annoying." Professor Ye took an apple and peeled it. He didn't look up. "You are not as highly educated as I am, and as rich as I am. Even your brain is not easy to use."

Professor Ye is a good knife, and he cuts a whole apple into one peel.

But instead of handing it to Yang San'er, she opened her red lips and took a bite.

"Look for someone else." Professor Ye chewed carefully and said flatly. "We are not suitable."

Professor Ye made a run, prompting Yang San'er to surge in blood and trembling all over.

"The surname is Ye!" Yang San'er was exasperated. "Do you really think you are a **** saint?"

Snapped!

Professor Ye slapped his backhand: "Why didn't he cut your tongue."

Yang San'er was beaten up.

He grasped the bedding tightly with both hands, his eyes were bloodshot.

"If you want to vent your anger, go find him." Professor Ye put down the bite apple. "You are not as good as a dog in my place."

After that, Professor Ye got up and left. Clean and neat.

"Bitch!"

Yang San'er roared hysterically.

The seeds of hatred thrive and quickly grow into the heavenly tree.

"If you don't kill you, I, Yang San'er, swear not to be a human being!"

Ding dong.

The phone at the bedside received a WeChat.

It was sent by Professor Ye.

Open it and take a look.

It is the stripped photo of him in ZX Entertainment, which is ugly and desperate.

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