Cold President, Hug Me

And the dark corner, which used to be cold and humid, was also shining warm

The dancer, with red eyes and helpless crying, kept shaking her head, just like a frightened rabbit, choked and said, "I'm ok, but I hurt my face, but I didn't..."

"Come on, I'll take you to change your clothes and take you to the hospital." Song Mingyang road.

"Turn hero to save beauty, Mingyang, your action is even fast, I just want to do it, you take the lead..." Meng Yaodong lazily stepped onto the stage, stood beside the dancer, glanced at the dancer, looked at Song Mingyang and said with a smile.

"Your name is Mingyang?" Asked the dancer.

Song Mingyang nodded and didn't say a word.

Meng Yaodong glanced coldly at the man who was still rolling on the ground in pain. Then he lit a cigarette and took a puff. He said, "is this man the eldest son of the vice mayor? Just below, too far apart, I didn't see clearly. Now, it seems to be him, right

Song Mingyang nodded, "it should be..."

"What? Vice mayor's son? Then let's run quickly. Don't let him see your faces, otherwise, you will be implicated by me... " Said the dancer, with a nervous face.

Looking at the dancer's nervous appearance, song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong immediately looked at each other, then shook their heads and laughed.

The two of them are so relaxed that the dancers are surprised

"What are you two laughing at? Why don't you run Said the dancer.

Meng Yaodong glanced at the dancer, then walked lazily towards the man with long legs while smoking leisurely

The dancer was shocked

In her opinion, the second generation of officials is the worst person to provoke

As the saying goes, the people do not fight with the officials.

Looking at Meng Yaodong walking towards the man calmly, she probably knew that the background of these two men was stronger than that of the man who just bullied her.

Beijing is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon city.

There are too many rich and powerful people hiding here.

Standing in front of the man, Meng Yaodong directly threw his cigarette in his face.

Then, he stepped on his stomach, squatted beside him, patted him in the face and asked, "boy, you should keep a low profile. Do you know that if you are not careful, you will easily cause trouble to your father Sooner or later, you're going to kill your father. You're going to be a black sheep. "

When the man saw Meng Yaodong, he immediately nodded respectfully and said, "yes, Meng Shao, I know..."

"Looking at your father's face, this time, I'll let you go first. The foot Mingyang just gave you is a small punishment. Next time, if you dare to do such shameless things again and let me see it, I will not forgive you. Next time, I won't see anyone's face, you know?"

Although the tone is very calm, his aura is so powerful that people can't ignore it.

Men just keep nodding, a word, also dare not say.

Although his father is a vice mayor, very powerful, few people in the capital can provoke him.

However, Meng Yaodong is much more powerful than them.

Behind Meng Yaodong is not only the Meng family, but also president Jing Rong.

This man, he can't be provoked.

In front of others, he can be arrogant, but in front of Meng Yaodong, he can only be a grandson.

After a cold look at the man, Meng Yaodong got up directly, arranged his clothes, and then returned to the stage.

All the things Meng Yaodong has just done are in the eyes of the dancers.

At that moment, she was more sure that the two men around her were not ordinary people.

Their identity must be very noble.

At least it's a lot more dignified than the son of the vice mayor.

The dancer thought: what are the backgrounds of these two people? Why don't you look down on the deputy mayor's son?

Mingyang

This name is really familiar to her.

But for a moment, I just can't remember where I heard the name.

Mingyang, Mingyang, Mingyang

Where on earth have you heard of it.

"Let's go..." Song Mingyang looks at the dancer lightly.

Song Mingyang's voice brings back the dancer's thoughts.

The dancer nodded, and then walked off the stage with Meng Yaodong and song Mingyang in a mess.

After stepping off the stage, song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong escorted the dancers into the backstage dressing room.

This time, it's performance time. The dressing room is empty.After the dancer called song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong to sit down, she went directly into the dressing room and began to change clothes.

Song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong sat on the stool with a cold face, smoking.

"The son of the vice mayor, relying on his father's status, bullies people every night. I've long been unhappy with him." Meng Yaodong road.

Song Mingyang did not speak, but smoked quietly.

His words are really few.

Many times, he can make himself quiet, as if the world evaporated.

"Today, your kick is really relaxing. If it wasn't for being familiar with his father, I would kick him again. What I despise most is that Qiang Yi girl is a criminal. Although I used to love playing, I never forced good people into prostitution." Meng Yaodong road.

Before, he loved to play.

He seldom plays with women who are good-looking or who are in hot shape.

But he used to play, but he always adhered to several principles. First, he didn't play under age. Second, he didn't force the good into prostitution

He plays with those who are willing to play with him.

He would never force any woman to slap with him just because he liked it.

In his opinion, such behavior is really shameful.

"The young master of the deputy mayor is really disgusting. Next time, if he dares to force anyone and is seen by me, I won't let him off like this." Song Mingyang also said.

While changing clothes, the dancer listens to the conversation between Song Mingyang and Meng Yaodong outside.

From the conversation, she can hear that the two men outside are two people with good moral character.

After changing into her own clothes, she went to the front of the mirror and cleaned the make-up on her face with a cotton pad.

Because she had just cried, the makeup on her face had gone.