Uncle, don't be afraid that I will cover you every day

"It's Young Master Gu, brother Zhou, it must be raining red when Young Master Gu suddenly looks for you?" Someone saw Gu Liyan's name sharply and shouted in surprise.

Zhou Linggui glanced at him, but did not respond to the curiosity of these people, "I went out to answer the phone!"

After saying that, Zhou Linggui put down the wine glass, took his mobile phone and strode out of the bar.

Outside the bar, the noisy voices were completely cut off. Zhou Linggui answered the phone and said with a half-smile: "It's rare that Mr. Gu called me. Could it be that he accidentally dialed the wrong number? Why do I feel a little flattered?" Woolen cloth!"

Gu Liyan's tone was steady, without any waves: "My wife's work has been uploaded to Shimmer."

Zhou Linggui raised his eyebrows slightly. He works in the media and has a little bit of shares in Weiguang, which is why Zhou Lingchen can put pressure on Weiguang by borrowing his name.

Of course, even if Zhou Linggui has no shares, his glimmer of face must be sold.

"This is a good thing. Why, do you need me to support Mrs. Gu's career?"

"My wife's career is not for outsiders to worry about." Gu Liyan said calmly, but the possessiveness revealed between the lines is very obvious.

Zhou Linggui thought of Tang Muxi who he saw in the clubhouse that day. He was beautiful, but he didn't know how special it was. Gu Liyan, the iron tree, couldn't help but bloom!

He is really very curious.

"That's it, it's a pity that I can't help you. I don't know why Mr. Gu called me this time." He said regret, but Zhou Linggui's tone was not regrettable at all, but very loose.

Gu Liyan was not affected at all, and went straight to the point, "Zhou Lingchen borrowed your name to promote my wife's works. My Gu family doesn't really need this kind of help."

Zhou Linggui's eyelids twitched, but he seemed to be able to understand Gu Liyan's thoughts. After all, it was his daughter, so of course he had to hold it by himself. Besides, Zhou Lingchen seemed to have had a relationship with Tang Muxi before. , Gu Liyan definitely has to mind!

"That's it, okay, I understand, I will definitely take care of this matter, don't worry!"

Gu Liyan responded lightly, and cut off the phone.

Zhou Linggui glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, and felt a little bit of interest in his heart. He really didn't know that Zhou Lingchen dared to use his name. A mascot can't even recognize his own identity, which is a bit of a headache. .

Zhou Linggui made a phone call, with a smile on his lips, "Zhou Lingchen recently pushed Tang Muxi in the dim light, didn't he?"

Soon got a positive answer, Zhou Linggui smiled meaningfully, "Very good, help me push."

He promised Gu Liyan that there was nothing wrong with handling this matter, but he didn't say how to do it. Zhou Lingchen's thoughts are very shallow. I'm afraid there was no harmony between him and Tang Muxi. He wants to help Tang Muxi. It is unlikely to spend money on promotion.

Although he didn't know what Zhou Lingchen was going to do, but he pushed it as a way to watch the excitement, which was actually very good.

After Zhou Linggui finished explaining, he put down the phone and walked back, but accidentally stepped on the ground when he was going up the steps, and he supported him with his hands in time, so that he didn't fall too embarrassingly.

Zhou Linggui patted the dust off his hands, touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist unconsciously, and waited until he calmed down a little before he walked into the bar with his long legs.

As soon as Zhou Linggui showed up, the second generation ancestor with the yellow hair over there waved his hand, "Brother Zhou, I just saw paparazzi following here, you must..."

You must have been photographed...Although Zhou Linggui doesn't act, but he looks handsome and handsome, and he is also a media boss, so he is often followed. Zhou Linggui himself doesn't take it seriously, so other people like to make a joke or two .

But before Huang Mao could finish his sentence, suddenly, something happened!

With a "bang", a beer bottle hit Zhou Linggui's head, and it shattered in response. Zhou Linggui's skills were unguarded, and he never thought that a beer bottle would fly over and hit him directly on the forehead superior.

All the second-generation ancestors, including Huang Mao, were dumbfounded and watched this scene in horror.

Gradually, the turmoil spread to the surroundings, and the bar gradually quieted down. Of course, it will not be completely quiet, after all, there is still lively music going on.

Zhou Linggui stood where he was, couldn't help reaching out and turning the prayer beads on his wrist, and a thought popped up uncertainly——

It was said before that he had bad luck recently, and he even wore an extra string of Buddhist beads. This bad luck seems to be unstoppable?

I almost fell badly when I was just going up the steps, but this time, just after entering the door of the bar, I was inexplicably hit on the head by a flying beer bottle. This bad luck is really too bad, isn’t it? Find a master to change to another way to press it.

The bar manager also noticed Zhou Linggui, his scalp felt numb, and he asked someone to turn off all the music, and walked out tremblingly.

Zhou Linggui didn't say a word, the more he was like this, the more frightened the people present felt.

If someone knew what Zhou Linggui's first thought was after his head was hit at this moment, his jaw would drop in shock.

"Brother Zhou, are you alright?" Huang Mao came to Zhou Linggui's side with his hands and feet, and fell on the way. He swallowed and asked very nervously.

Huang Mao was the first, and the others followed, "Brother Zhou, how are you?"

Everyone looked down and saw the bloody glass shards on the ground, but they felt chills all over their bodies. If something happened to Zhou Linggui in this bar, everyone present would suffer badly.

Especially the bar manager at the moment, who walked forward with his arms bowed. He obviously drank a lot of wine. His originally rosy face turned pale because of the sudden shock of this beer bottle.

"Young Master Zhou, I... the doctor will be here soon. How do you feel now? When the doctor comes and bandages you, I will arrange a car to take you to the hospital for an examination. We will give you an explanation for what happened today!" His calf They were all trembling, and said cautiously.

Zhou Linggui finally moved. He raised his eyes slightly, and the blood on his forehead slid down the side, making his whole body radiate a demon.

"Who smashed it?"

His voice was not high, but it hit everyone's heart like a sudden thunder. Everyone looked at each other, unconsciously looking for suspicious objects in the crowd.

Now they urgently needed to find someone for Zhou Linggui to vent his anger on, otherwise they couldn't afford it.

"Don't make me say it again, whoever smashed this beer bottle, get out immediately!" Zhou Lingchen's voice was full of hostility, and his voice was harsh.

The bar manager reacted and raised his voice tremblingly. He hated the person who threw the bottle to the extreme. Zhou Linggui was injured in the place he managed.

"Every corner of the bar is monitored, so don't be smart, or it will be too late when I adjust the monitoring!"

The bar manager's voice fell, and after a while, someone came out of the crowd trembling. He didn't even dare to look at Zhou Linggui, and tried his best to explain: "I didn't mean it, the person I wanted to throw was not Zhou. Miss you, I didn't expect you to come in suddenly."

Zhou Linggui sneered, "So, it's still my fault."

Zhou Lingchen's face was gloomy, but other than that, his condition looked okay.

Huang Mao and the others were relieved for a while, and they also said: "Throwing wine bottles at people in a bar, do you think you are playing a game of throwing pillows?"

"It's reasonable to throw the bottle by yourself. Why, blame our Brother Zhou?"

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"I really didn't do it on purpose, I'm responsible, and I'll pay for the medical expenses!"

"Heh!" Zhou Linggui gave a low laugh and hooked Huang Mao, "Give me that bottle of wine!"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then ran back to the bar and took the beer on the bar and handed it to Zhou Linggui. It was some of the beer they drank before, but they hadn't finished it yet.

"You, come here!" Zhou Linggui hooked his hands, and the person who smashed the bottle was trembling and walked over bravely.

"Young Master Zhou!"

"I don't need your little medical expenses." Zhou Linggui raised his hand high, and the unfinished beer in the bottle poured directly over his head, but the latter didn't dare to move, for fear of arousing Zhou Linggui even more. Big anger.

"Just let me smash it back!"

After the words were finished, Zhou Linggui raised his hand, smashed the beer bottle back, and casually threw the mouth of the bottle that was not completely smashed on the ground.

He turned around and walked out of the bar, "Send me to the hospital!"

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly gave a hard cry, and walked towards Zhou Linggui.

It's just that without any warning, Zhou Linggui's body, who was acting very normally, swayed for a moment, and fell to the ground the next moment.

He hadn't completely lost consciousness, but he was weak all over, but when he fell, Zhou Linggui's palm was still pressed on the glass shards. Zhou Linggui felt that there was a dark cloud covering the top, and there was only one thought in his mind before he lost consciousness.

He must ask the master to do a good calculation on how to suppress this bad luck.

Huang Mao froze in place, and it took a while to realize what happened. He let out a scream, as if he was the one who was injured, and ran to Zhou Linggui on all fours, helping him up.

In the end, no one dared to send Zhou Linggui, who was in an unknown condition, to the hospital. Only after the doctor in the bar did a simple bandage to stop the bleeding did he rush to call the ambulance of Dorsett Hospital and send him to the hospital in a hurry. Hospital.

Then, as a matter of course, the news that Zhou Linggui was smacked with a bottle in a bar and sent to the hospital directly hit the headlines of the entertainment section.

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The next day, under Gu Liyan's suggestion, Tang Muxi, who confirmed Zhou Lingchen and Tang Anning's scheming, also regained his usual composure, not thinking about Shimmer's affairs, and concentrating on his work and the development of new ideas.

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the table lit up several times, it should be WeChat, but Tang Muxi's plan was left unfinished, so he simply ignored it and continued to make his own plan.

When it was over, she stretched her waist and moved her stiff knuckles, and then she had time to open the phone screen to read the messages she had received earlier.

Lin Feier: "In?"

After a while, "What are you doing? I have a message for you!"

"I saw the work you posted on Shimmer, do you want me to promote it for you?"

"Where are you? Tang Muxi, what are you doing!"