Chapter 108 Preemption!

"What's going on? Song Mingsheng, the boss of Song Media Group, wants to invite me to dinner? Wang Zheng looked at the fax handed over from Shangguan Shishi and said with a smile, "It seems that the old one will come out immediately to protect his shortcomings."

"Song's Media Group has a lot of energy within the entertainment industry. The entertainment industry is a very strange circle, which is incompatible with ordinary industries. Although Jurong has an unparalleled say in industry and commerce, it may not have so much energy in the entertainment industry.

"What's this? I still want to see what tricks this Song Mingsheng can make tonight." Wang Zheng saw the place where the treat was and said with a smile, "Tiangong International Club, I like this place."

"You like the princess there, don't you?" Shangguan Shishi curled her lips and said, "I'll go with you at night. At least they will give me some face."

"No, if you are here, they will be tied up. Only when you are not by your side can Song Mingsheng really dare to knife me." Wang Zheng thought for a moment before saying cautiously.

"Well, be careful. I'm in the company. Call me immediately if there's anything I can't handle." Shangguan Shishi looked at her watch and said, "I also made an appointment with Sister Shengfei for coffee tonight. It seems that she doesn't have time to come. If she is too idle at night, I will go to Tiangong International to get soy sauce."

"Okay, I'll try to solve all the problems before you come." Wang Zheng flipped and played with the gorgeous and luxurious director-level platinum card of Tiangong Nationality Club, with a slightly bright smile.

This smile naturally understood what evil it meant in Shangguan Shishi, and couldn't help praying for Song Mingsheng, the chairman of Song Media.

However, if you like the lively Shangguan Shishi, you really want to go to this muddy water. After all, Song Haixing, the granddaughter of the Song family, poured a whole glass of red wine on Shangguan Shishi's body last time, which also made Shangguan Shishi have a very bad impression of Song Haixing, the eldest granddaughter. Of course, the whole Song family also let Shangguan because of Song Haixing's involvement. The eldest lady of the family had some bad thoughts.

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Tiangong International is still the Tiangong International, but Wang Zheng's mentality when he came this time was very different.

The low-key Buick Junyue was parked in the director's exclusive parking space. The waiter respectfully helped Wang Zheng open the door, and then saw the simple but simple bodyguard Wang come out. There was only a thin silk shirt in the windbreaker, as if he was not afraid of the sasive autumn wind.

The waiter looked at Wang Zheng's back and was full of envy. When will he climb to such a position? I'm afraid that I can't walk straight from the main door of the Tiangong International Club!

What Wang Dakiller didn't know at this time was that he had become an idol and inspirational goal of the waiters behind him.

All private room decorations of Tiangong International inadvertently reveal super luxury and extreme noble taste in a simple style. All details can be compared with careful deliberation. The decoration here can definitely be called a classic in the art world of the capital. Unfortunately, people with ordinary status have never been able to enter here. This also makes the Tiangong International Association more mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the current private room, only Song Mingsheng and Cai Bingchun are sitting on the sofa behind the screen waiting for the guests to arrive. However, Song Mingsheng's hands are not very honest. A pair of big hands that don't know how to pinch the breasts of too many girls and stars are now leaning into Cai Bingchun's clothes and kneading them. Cai Bingchun is actually not uncomfortable, but the man in front of him is his boss and has to smile with a very pleasant smile.

Looking at Cai Bingchun's smile that is enough to make most Chinese men crazy, the evil fire in Song Mingsheng's heart is even more prosperous, but at this time, he also has an indescribable sense of pride in his heart. Cai Bingchun can be regarded as a goddess-level figure in the whole China. I don't know how many men are sexual fantasy objects at night, but now his palm is rubbing the woman's chest and feeling the warm touch from the heart of his hands. At this time, Song Mingsheng can't help but feel unprecedented satisfaction with his identity and status. .

However, at this time, the door of the private room was suddenly opened.

Song Mingsheng and Cai Bingchun sit on the sofa behind the screen and naturally block the sight of the guests, but now it is obvious that they can no longer continue to flirt. When the guests come, the host must get up to greet them. Except for the guy named Wang Zheng, the other guests tonight are extremely noble and can't be neglected.

Looking at the young face that appeared in front of him, Song Mingsheng's heart was puzzled: "Are you Wang Zheng?"

Wang Zheng smiled slightly: "I'm Wang Zheng, but you can call me Mr. Wang now."

Seeing Wang Zheng, a strong resentment flashed in Cai Bingchun's eyes, that is, this man changed his position as the female number one and made himself a joke after dinner in front of so many people. His revenge must be revenged.

Hearing Wang Zheng's words, Song Mingsheng's mouth raised slightly and showed a trace of disdain. He did not invite Wang Zheng to sit down or invite Wang Zheng to drink tea. He just said coldly, "Well, Mr. Wang, I heard that you have changed the purity of my company. I don't know if you can give me an explanation today?"

Wang Zheng's eyes widened, looked at the expressions of Song Mingsheng and Cai Bingchun exaggeratedly, and suddenly laughed, "It seems that Boss Song is a little unhappy. Could it be that I came in too early and affected the good things of Boss Song and Miss Cai Bingchun?"

"Wang Zheng, what do you mean? What a topic to change!" Cai Bingchun's slender hand had been clenched and stared at Wang Zheng, hoping to eat him.

"Mr. Wang, what do you mean?" When Song Mingsheng heard Wang Zheng say this, there was a sense of danger in his eyes.

"It's very simple. Since you ask knowingly, I'll explain it." Wang Zheng's eyes looked at Cai Bingchun's chest unscrupulously, which made the latter very unhappy.

"Miss Cai Bingchun's face is flushed and her breathing is slightly hurried. Obviously, she should have been teased by Mr. Song just now." Wang Zheng's words made Cai Bingchun's pretty face change color in an instant, but he didn't care about these, but continued to say to himself, "And Miss Cai Bingchun's underwear belt is slightly crooked, and the clothes on her chest are also slightly messy. I think this is also Mr. Song's masterpiece?"

Song Mingsheng laughed dryly and said, "Is it that Mr. Wang did a criminal police officer before changing his job? This clue can't escape your eyes.

"What Mr. Song said is almost the same, but the most obvious exposure comes from you." Wang Zheng stared at Song Mingsheng's lower abdomen and said, "Mr. Song, must have been a little impulsive just now? Do you feel a little hot in your lower abdomen? However, I advise you to abstinence properly in the past year, otherwise, you will definitely have kidney failure in five years.

"Wang Zheng, what do you want to do?" Listening to Wang Zheng's words, Cai Bingchun was ashamed and angry!

"Mr. Wang, you and I are both from the upper class. Isn't it too unqualified to curse my kidney failure like this?" Song Mingsheng's eyes became cold in an instant. He looked at Wang Zheng and woke up: "Mr. Wang, I am 48 years old this year. Looking at your appearance, I will never be more than 30 years old. Before the age of 30, I can become the senior vice president of Jurong International Group. If it is only relying on family background * or white face ** kung fu, it should also be impossible. Go. So, Mr. Wang, from the perspective of age, you should call me uncle. After so long, don't you even understand the most basic principle of respecting your predecessors?

Obviously, Song Mingsheng is satirizing Wang Zheng's character, and vaguely pointed out that Wang Zheng's superior position comes from the maintenance of Shangguan's poetry.

However, Wang Zheng didn't care at all and still continued the previous topic: "Mr. Song, don't take my words seriously. I have learned one or two hands of traditional Chinese medicine before, and what I say now is definitely not alarmist. Do you often feel fatigue and slightly pain in your lower abdomen after that activity? And the resistance has declined so much that it will take a month to recover from a cold?

Song Mingsheng was slightly stunned. Originally, he wanted to find some powerful helpers to ask Wang Zheng to publicly bow his head and apologize to Cai Bingchun at the wine table, and then find some underworld figures to abolish Wang Zheng. However, he did not expect that this satisfactory calculation did not work at the beginning. Not only did he not gain an advantage in language, but he was even by the opposition general. !

Wang Zheng's words are not true. Only Song Mingsheng himself understands that although he does not believe that he will have kidney failure five years later, he does have all the symptoms Wang Zheng said just now!

Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled. From Song Mingsheng's stunned eyes, he already knew the correct answer.

However, Song Mingsheng is also a figure who has been struggling in the circle for many years. Although he relies on family relationships, he is also a person with some means. Naturally, he will not be scared by Wang Zheng's simple words: "Ha ha, it seems that Mr. Wang is still erudite and talented. I don't know which village he worked as a barefoot doctor in those years?"

Cai Bingchun said coldly, "Well, at his level, I don't know how many people have been killed!"

Why is the man in front of him so annoying? Every time Cai Bingchun saw this person, he couldn't wait to pour the hot water in the quilt on the other party's face!

Wang Zheng didn't care about this. He turned his eyes to Cai Bingchun and said with a mysterious smile, "Miss Cai Bingchun, don't be excited first. I just pointed out Mr. Song's illness. You are so excited. What's your relationship?"

"We are friends!" After Cai Bingchun finished speaking, he knew that he had obviously fallen behind in answering Wang Zheng's words, so he changed his words, "What does our relationship have to do with you?"

Wang Zheng laughed and said, "Miss Cai, you don't have to be so awkward. Of course you have a direct relationship."

Cai Bingchun's eyes condensed and said coldly, "What on earth are you trying to say?"

Wang Zheng said in a low voice, "Are you sure you want me to say it?"

"We are all open and aboveboard people. Mr. Wang might as well say it directly if he has something to say. There is no need to cover up and see the light." Song Mingsheng's patience with the man in front of him has reached the extreme.

However, Wang Zheng's words changed their faces in an instant!