President, don't tease me

After getting beiminghan's investment, Tang Guo immediately contacted Lin Anxin, and the "best friend house" also took shape with their efforts.

Compared with Tang Guo's success here, Beiming Maple encountered a barrier.

"Maple, no matter where you are, get home quickly." Beiming's voice exposed his anger.

Beiming Feng, who is working, was surprised when he received a sudden call from Beiming Zhentian.

Did father know about it? Beiming Maple thought in fear, but he pretended to be calm and replied, "father, I'll go back now."

Beiming Maple was still thinking on his way home.

Back home, Beiming Maple immediately ran to the study. Seeing that the door was closed, Beiming Maple knocked on the door, "come in." his voice suppressed discontent.

Beiming Zhentian turned his back to the door as if he were looking at something, but Beiming Han felt his gloomy face from his father's back.

"Father, I'm back. What can I do for you?" Beiming Feng asked tentatively.

When Beiming Zhentian heard Beiming Han's words, he patted the table heavily, "what else do you ask me for? Don't you know?"

Beiming Maple saw that his father was so angry, so he didn't say anything again.

"Why, don't talk?" Beiming Zhentian turned around. The curtains were not opened in the room. It was dark. At this time, Beiming Zhentian's face was more ugly.

While talking, Beiming Zhentian threw the picture in his hand to the table in front of Beiming maple. "See for yourself!"

Photos all show the intimacy between Beiming maple and the woman, and the lights and wine in the background add a lot of mystery to their relationship.

When Beiming Maple looked at it, the woman was Tang Yi!!!

Isn't this the scene of plotting with Tang Yi in the bar last time? How could it appear in the form of photos in his father's hand?

"Look at these photos. What's it like? I didn't teach you to be clean since childhood. Our Beiming family is a famous family. This kind of lace news can't appear!" Beiming said with a black face.

Beiming Maple let his father say it without a word.

"As the successor of Beiming family, you can't do this. It's easy to affect the whole corporate image of Beiming group. If the image of an enterprise is destroyed, will the future of the company be good?"

Beiming Zhentian questioned Beiming Maple with anger in his eyes.

"I know, father, I'll pay attention." Beiming Maple knew he was wrong.

Beiming Zhentian looked at Beiming Feng's attitude of knowing his mistake, and his face eased slightly. "However, you've managed the company well this time."

"This is what I should do." Beiming Maple answered blandly on the surface, but he was still thinking about the photos.

Then Beiming Maple reported the daily situation and future trend of the company to Beiming Zhentian in detail, which satisfied Beiming Zhentian.

Beiming Zhentian left Beiming Feng to have a light meal at home. The two father and son talked about family affairs. Beiming Feng left after dinner.

Beiming Maple was driving in the dark. The streamlined body and two shining lights cut through the darkness of the night, but his mind still echoed with those photos.

"Hiss -" the sound of sudden braking pierced the silence. Beiming Maple stepped down. Just as the pointer on the instrument panel was shaking up and down for 200, it immediately slid to zero.

Beiming Maple's body also tilted forward with inertia and fell on the back of the driver's seat for a moment.

He hammered down the steering wheel, took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers. The phone he just dialed was connected the next second.

"Go and find out who took the picture in the bar that day, and pass it to my father. If you find it, report it to me immediately." Beiming Maple's voice was angry.

"My subordinates know."

Hearing the other party's answer, Beiming Feng impatiently hung up the phone.

Beiming Maple was also very upset by the lesson of Beiming earthquake, but he had to listen to his father's instructions. He had no place to vent his anger in his heart.

You can only pick up one Marlboro exclusive cigarette and smoke a stuffy cigarette.

You'd better not let me know who's behind it, or you'll be finished. Beiming Maple thought to himself.

When Beiming Maple smoked the third cigarette, the mobile phone "hummed" and vibrated. Seeing that it was the string of numbers, Beiming Feng quickly connected the phone.

"How is it?" Beiming Maple asked eagerly.

"Yes, it was taken by an unknown little reporter in an entertainment lace magazine. He wanted to be published in the magazine, but there was no plate for him. After balancing the advantages and disadvantages, he thought of passing it on to master Beiming to ask for money."

"In this way, he received tens of thousands of yuan and discounted his fingers. Remember, it's his right hand. Also, don't let me hear his information in X city in the future." Beiming Maple said ferociously like a bloodthirsty devil.

"Young master Beiming, spare your life. I know I'm wrong." a voice of desperately begging came from the other end of the phone.

"Do it." Beiming Feng didn't care about the man's cry for help, and there was no warmth in his voice.

"Ah" the sad cry came. Beiming Maple ignored it and hung up the phone.

Beiming Maple felt a lot happier for a moment, restarted the car and reclined in the boundless night.

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Tang Guo has been busy with the "best friend house" recently, and is very busy with Lin Anxin.

On the weekend morning, Tang Guo didn't sleep in. He got up early and made an appointment with Lin Anxin to check the event.

But just halfway through the matter, Lin Anxin received a phone call and looked in a hurry.

"Guoguo, there is something wrong with the crew. I have to go there first to make a new film." before Tang Guo reacts, Lin Anxin packed up her things and rushed out.

"Anxin" Tang Guo shook his head reluctantly. People are in the Jianghu and can't help themselves.

Tang Guo had to sort out the data himself. After picking up the data, he saw a white folder.

The two big characters "script" on it came into Tang Guo's eyes. Anxin, why are you still so forgetful.

Tang Guo calls Lin Anxin while thinking, but the line is still busy. It is estimated that he is discussing the plot with the director.

There was no other way, so she had to send it to Anxin. Tang Guo thought helplessly.

After looking through the script, Tang Guo found the shooting location from above, so Tang Guo also packed up his things, took the script and hurried to take a taxi to send the script to Lin Anxin.

It was a remote small factory. Tang Guo hesitated when he saw the taxi driving here and stopped. He checked the address and got off at ease.