Rebirth's Entertainment Life/love Apartment's Entertainment Life

When a few people walked to the square, they saw that Suwo had come out of the office building. He led people to stand on the square and waited for Ding Li. When Ding Li was standing opposite them, Suwo took a step forward and looked very humble. .

Ding Li immediately understood that this guy Suwo was always a weasel who gave New Year's greetings to the chicken, and he was never uneasy and good-natured. He was so polite today, which means that he must be harboring evil intentions.

Sure enough, Suwo handed over a thin registration form and a pen: 'Mr. Ding Li, this is the registration form I prepared for you. The information in it has been filled in, you just need to sign it. '

Ding Li held the pen, but found that the piece of paper in his hand was really soft and outrageously soft. He couldn't sign it in his hand. He raised his head and smiled slightly: "Where do you want me to sign?"

"Oh yes, Mr. Ding needs to find a place to lay his hands." Suwo said with a smile: "How about the ground?"

At this time, Mengka, who was beside Suwo, brought a small pony and put it directly in front of Ding Li: "Mr. Ding, if you don't mind, just sign it here. You just said you would like to sign in the square. It's never going to take its toll."

Ding Li understood that this was a disgrace from the other side. Although Ding Li had pressed Suwo to the ground more than once before, but after all, this time, Ding Li wanted to bring the team to the competition.

In this case, the identity of Suwo's ​​chairman will give him a lot of confidence. As long as it is not too extreme, Ding Li will not be able to directly fight back with force.

And Suwo is also telling Ding Li in this way that he is the leader of the Asian fighting industry. If Ding Li wants to join in, he will squat down, bow his head to himself, and then sign his name on the ground.

Ding Li looked at Suwo and smiled slightly: "Mr. Suwo is really joking, but I'm afraid that the strength in my hands will be too strong and I will break the stone slabs in the square in front of your door, so won't it cause losses to you?"

"It's okay, Mr. Ding Li, if you are really capable, you can sign on the slate." Suwo said.

Suwo doesn't care where Ding Li signs. As long as Ding Li signs, he bends his waist and hunches his body. He Suwo stands in front of Ding Li, and it is enough to enjoy the moment!

Chapter [-] I will give you a chance to speak

At this time, Ding Li nodded: 'Okay, since Mr. Suwo has this idea, then I will satisfy you, but I also have a request. '

"Please tell me if Mr. Ding has any requirements." Suwo said.

"When I sign, I hope Mr. Suwo can stand here, don't move casually, you must stand in the same place, watch me well, and let me complete my signature!" Ding Li said.

Suwo frowned: "This... Of course there is no problem."

Ding Li smiled slightly: 'Really, if that's the case, then I'll start, Suwo, remember your words, if you move half a step, you will be unbelievable, and I, Ding Li, don't believe in words... is cruel. '

After speaking, Ding Li directly threw the registration form and pen aside, took two steps back, and smashed the slate on the ground with his fist.

At this time, everyone was taken aback, and they heard a red sound, the slate cracked directly, and the place where Ding Li's fist hit, immediately left a deep pit that was two inches deep.

At the same time, the stone fragments that splashed out also hit many people next to them. Many people felt as if they had been whipped by something, and grinned in pain.

Many people retreated toward both sides, but at this time, only one person was really motionless.

This person is none other than Suwo. At this time, Suwo is standing still, like a stone statue.

It's not that this guy doesn't want to move, it's that he doesn't dare to move!He knew too well that Ding Li's hand was broken. Ding Li threatened him once before and told him not to move. If he moved now, there might be some trouble.

Thinking of this, Su Wo felt bitter in his heart, but he could only continue to stand where he was. He saw Ding Li waving his fist, pounding punch after punch on the bluestone slab on the ground.

The thick bluestone slab suddenly let the debris smashed by Ding Li fly across the sky, the rubble flying all over the sky, and Suwo's ​​head was bruised and swollen, some of which were angular fragments, like knives , cut Su Wo's forehead directly, blood flowed out all of a sudden, his face was burning with pain, but he still didn't dare to move.

In the end, Su Wo finally waited for Ding Li to sign his name, and he was still muttering in his heart, isn't the word Ding Li very few strokes, why did Ding Li slap his fist for so long?

When I opened my eyes, I was completely blinded. Ding Li almost filled the huge square. Ding Li wrote: "Ding Li, Chairman, General Manager and Head Coach of Huaxia Qingyun Fighting Club."

Suwo immediately felt like he wanted to vomit blood. He reached out and touched his forehead, only to realize that he was already 'blooded'.

At this time, Ding Li cleared his throat and smiled and said, "How about Mr. Suwo, are you satisfied with my signature? By the way, my team members haven't signed it yet."

"No need!" Suwo basically said with a crying voice: "No need, Mr. Ding, your signature is enough. '

At this time, Ding Li suddenly had a dark face, walked directly to Suwo, and grabbed Suwo's ​​ear: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly! I asked you if this signature is enough! Is it enough! Do you want me? Sign another name on your face!"

Suwo said with a sad face: "Mr. Ding, I was wrong, no need, absolutely no need, let go... let go... Mr. Ding."

With great difficulty, Ding Li finally let go of his hand, so-called sitting on the ground, covering his face, and said, "Mr. Ding, your formalities are finished, please go back, please go back... Slow down, Mr. Ding..."

At this time, Suwo really seemed to be sending the god of plague. He wished that Ding Li would disappear directly from here in the next second.

In the end, Ding Li took the players away, but before leaving, Xiao Zhao walked to Suwo: "Mr. Suwo, Mr. Ding said, after the registration is over, you need to hold a reception for the participating clubs to meet. Let's all get together.

Remember, this is what Mr. Ding asked you to do. Don't forget that you are in China now. If you don't do it, don't blame me for not reminding you. Mr. Ding is not in a good mood recently. Bar. "

Hearing Xiao Zhao say this, Suwo suddenly felt that the most dignified and darkest time in his life was probably the time in China.

No way, Ding Li has already said that he should hold the reception by himself, so let's hold it. As long as he doesn't trouble Ding Li, Ding Li probably won't bother himself.

Seeing that the registration has ended, that night, Suwo notified the heads of all participating clubs and invited everyone to attend the reception in the auditorium of the Yanjing branch.

In addition to these people, Suwo also invited a lot of people from the media. In the evening, the Yanjing branch building was brightly lit, with staggered pilgrimages, and it was very lively.

Ding Li brought someone late, but Suwo didn't dare to say whether Ding Li was wrong, and even went up to greet him warmly.

Fortunately, this time Ding Li didn't seem to intend to continue to embarrass him, just nodded, even if it was over.

After three rounds of drinking, Suwo felt a little warm on his face. He sat on the chair beside him, gritted his teeth, and accidentally drank two more glasses.

At this time, the resentment in Suwo's ​​heart suddenly flooded into his heart. The grievances and humiliations he received from Ding Li these days all came out at once.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting, we are dignified, and we actually want to listen to you, Ding Li, alone." Suwo said: "But let me tell you, this is also in China.

There is a kind of going to Taiguo, to Singapore, to Han country to Japan... Wherever I go, I am not being looked at by people, just rely on you Ding Li, do you still have the ability to yell at me when you get there!

You are just a rookie who has just entered the industry, we are all your fucking seniors, but you think you are very powerful and want to make waves in our company, hum...

Just you?What the hell are you!When Lao Tzu formed Yabo League, you were still wearing open-crotch pants..."

Seeing that Suwo was talking more and more outrageous, the people next to him were sweating for Suwo. At this time, Ding Li smiled and walked to Suwo's ​​side: "Suwo, why, I really drank two more glasses, and I don't want my life. already?"