The strongest god in the city

Chapter 588

"The dead stick is out!"

"Kill the stick!"

"Bangzi get out of China!"

When Park Zheng Shuang hurried out of the theater and heaved a sigh of relief, what greeted him was a flood of cursing.

The translator was very conscientious and quickly translated the speech to Park Zhengshuang.

Park Jung Shuang didn't need to listen at all, he knew it just by looking at the expressions of the "fans".

Before, the fans looked at him with surprise, admiration, and admiration, wishing they could swallow him up.But now, with anger written all over her face, she wished she could swallow him up.

The only thing that Park Jung-sang is thankful for is that the fans did not leave, and the police did not leave, and order was still maintained.

Forget it, forget it, just swear a few words, I can't understand anyway.

Park Zhengshuang thought so, bowed his head and walked silently, angry in his heart, only he knew.

When we return to Bangzi Country, we will go to the bottom of it!
Even if you can't make money in Huaxia, as long as you go back and cry out your "grievances", the fans in Bangzi Kingdom will firmly support you.

"Dog stick, don't go!"

"Kill the stick!"

"Bangzi get out of China!"

"Park Zhengshuang, you let me down so much!"

A sound of anger filled my ears, and tens of thousands of former die-hard fans have now become black fans.

The crowd was excited, and they all wanted to rush forward, wanting to rush up and beat Park Zhengshuang to the ground.

At this time, the policeman's expression was not good, and they also saw the video.

But their responsibility is that they can only maintain the order of the scene so that no vicious incidents will occur.

Finally, Park Zheng-shuang came to the side of the car, looked up at the angry fans, Park Zheng-shuang didn't know where the impulse came from, suddenly smiled coldly, and pointed the middle finger to everyone.

The bodyguards were bored, the police were dumbfounded, and the fans were all furious.

Even fans who had some doubts before, let go of all doubts at this time.

Park Jung Shuang actually gave them the middle finger!
This, absolutely cannot bear!
"My old lady killed him!"

"Don't stop me, I want to kill relatives righteously!"

"Damn stick, don't go if you have the guts!"

The impact became more intense.

The policemen kept their faces cold and prevented the crowd from breaking through the human wall.

Seeing that no one was able to break through the human wall, Park Zhengshuang smiled proudly, and said two words again in impure Chinese: "Silly B."

Perhaps, the scene was too noisy, and no one could hear his voice.

But from the shape of his mouth, everyone saw what he meant.

A middle finger, a silly B!

Could it be more provocative than this?
Indeed, Park Zheng Shuang didn't dare to provoke any more. Seeing that everyone was even more angry, he wanted to get into the car.

But before he could turn around, a bottle might suddenly fly from a distance and hit Park Zhengshuang's forehead with incomparable precision.

With a "bang", Coke splashed everywhere, splashing all over Pu Zhengshuang's head and face.

Pu Zhengshuang's forehead hurt, and he quickly reached out to touch it, but at first glance, it was blood mixed with cola.

This time, Park Zhengshuang was frightened, and tears came down from his fright.

The appearance of crying with his mouth flattened seemed to have been greatly wronged.

Such an appearance, in exchange for not sympathy, not concern, but bursts of laughter.

"Haha, I cried, I cried, I just cried."

"Garbage bitch, I'm crying now."

"Damn stick, weren't you very arrogant just now? If you have the guts, don't cry."

Accompanied by one after another sarcasm, hundreds of plastic bottles smashed over.

There are Coke bottles, Sprite bottles, and mineral water bottles.

This shows what?
Explain that everyone is thirsty, otherwise it would not be an empty bottle...

Hundreds of bottles are smashed, and there are always a dozen hits.

Pu Zhengshuang only felt that he was being hit by a pinging bell, and he was stuffed into the car by the bodyguards in a daze.

With a burst of hissing, the bodyguard started the car and drove away quickly...

"Young Master Pu, how are you doing?"

In the car, the bodyguard asked cautiously.

Only then did Park Zhengshuang put his hands down, showing a miserable look.

"How about it? What do you think I can do? This group of dogs are really ruthless!"

The bodyguards couldn't help but slander in their hearts. You insulted others first, and then provoked you. You deserved to be beaten, right?
Park Zhengshuang let out a vent, and his mind gradually sobered up.

Thinking of his current situation, he secretly became ruthless.

When you return to your country, after you return to your country, you must hack them to death!

Black dead Huaxia fans, black dead Ye Beichen, back to the top, this is the only belief in supporting Park Zheng Shuang.

This belief was broken after Park Zhengshuang returned to the hotel.

As soon as he entered the suite, Park Zhengshuang saw Jin Zedou sitting on the sofa with an extremely gloomy expression.

As if he had found someone to confide in, Park Zhengshuang let out a wow, and began to cry: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , I want to go back to China, I want to hack them to death, I..."

"You want to go home?"

Jin Zedou interrupted Park Zhengshuang and asked jokingly, "Do you think there is still a chance to blackmail others when you return to China?"

Pu Zhengshuang's heart jumped, and he hurriedly said: "It's ok, Mr. Jin. You arrange for me to be on the show, to be on the announcement, and every time I announce, I will hack them all once! Once is not enough, just twice, three times, and four times!"

"enough!"

Jin Zedou shouted loudly, which startled Park Zhengshuang.

He looked at Jin Zedou puzzledly, and saw that the other party shook his head in disappointment.

"Park Zhengshuang, I did not misunderstand you. You have been dazzled by fame and fortune. From this point of view, my decision is not wrong."

"Decision? President Jin, what decision?"

"Before you came back, I had already contacted several companies in Bangziguo, intending to sell your contract, but none of the companies were willing to accept it. In this case, you can choose for yourself, or buy back the contract with 100 billion yuan .Or, I will sell your contract to an underground company at a low price and let them arrange it."

Listening to Jin Zedou's words, Park Zhengshuang was stunned.

He couldn't do either of these two options.

If the contract is sold to an underground company, he will face an extremely miserable end.

And the 100 billion redemption contract, he can't even do it.

Bangziguo's brokerage contract is extremely harsh.He debuted for a few years, and only entered the Chinese market the year before last before he could earn any income.

In more than a year, the money he saved was only 50 billion yuan.

Not even enough ransom money!
"Boss Jin, you can't do this, you still rely on me to make money, and you still have to..."

"Another fart!"

Jin Zedou interrupted him in a cold voice, and said in a deep voice: "To tell you the truth, I raised the funds for this movie with a loan. It is because of you, you mentally retarded. Not only did my tens of billions of investment go to waste, but also You have to pay Huaxia Cinemas and the distributor high liquidated damages! The company has been bankrupted by you, are you satisfied? Why don't you die!"

Speaking of this, Jin Zedou finally couldn't hold back, suddenly jumped up, and kicked Park Zhengshuang to the ground.

Several bodyguards watched helplessly, but no one helped him at all.

Park Jung Shuang is destined to go bankrupt, why should they do useless work?

(End of this chapter)