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Chapter 273 An Ran, We Support You

An Ran smiled faintly, glanced at the four bodyguards, and was about to say something when a voice sounded behind him.

"An Shuai, don't be afraid, I'll support you from behind!"

An Ran's words got stuck in her throat, and she turned her head to look at a boy in his 20s behind her, her face instantly darkened.

No matter how he heard this, why did he feel that this person meant something?

Before you speak, can you delete the last two words?

You stand behind me, I am very square!
And do I seem scared?

"We are also behind you to support you!"

"Yes, we are all behind you to support you!"

After the boy finished, he saw a dozen or so big men who stopped the bodyguards for An Ran, standing behind An Ran one by one, and spoke one after another.

An Ran's face turned green all of a sudden!
Taking a deep breath, he felt the coolness behind his back. He was not comfortable facing the four bodyguards, but now he is comfortable.

At this time, these people were suddenly separated from behind, and Li Bing was seen walking over with a middle-aged man profusely sweating.

He glanced at Pu Zhiyu, then glanced at the four bodyguards, clapped his hands, and immediately dozens of security guards surrounded him.

"I'm here today to see who dares to touch my boss!"

Li Bing looked at Pu Zhiyu coldly.

An Ran's heart was instantly moved, look, it's better to be his own employees, this is a decent way to say it!

He couldn't help giving Li Bing a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Li Bing smiled slightly: "Boss, don't be afraid, I will support you from behind!"

safely:

After Li Bing finished speaking, he introduced to the middle-aged man who was looking at him: "This is the person in charge of the Huairou Film and Television Base. Responding to the above, the meaning of the above is that the dignity of the nation cannot be provoked!"

Hearing Li Bing's words, Enron was happy. He dared to do it, so he was sure of it. He had just handed in the strong artificial intelligence, so even if he did too much, the higher-ups would definitely decide for himself.

In fact, this matter is not big or small. If it is big, it can indeed involve national dignity, but if it is small, it is a shitty thing in the entertainment industry.

An Ran beat Pu Xu'an to vent her anger on her own people, and beat Yang Jie because she couldn't understand Yang Jie's protection of foreigners.

But raising this matter to the national level is indeed a bit too big.

"However, it's cool!"

An Ran smiled slightly.

At this time, Secretary Pan also came over, looked at An Ran and smiled meaningfully: "Mr. An's name is very familiar to me. I used to hear people mention it when I was in Shanghai. See."

"You're welcome!"

An Ran smiled, stretched out her hand and shook Secretary Pan, and said with a smile, "My little reputation can only be achieved if I don't get scolded. It's not a good reputation!"

"Haha, interesting, the future richest man in Asia is still worried about being scolded?" Secretary Pan joked with a smile.

An Ran was taken aback by the joke, this one is a bit weird?
So familiar!

However, although Pan Fei is just the person in charge of the Huairou film and television base, in fact, the largest shareholder of the Huairou film and television base is China Film Group. Huairou film and television base is an important branch of the China Film Group, and the person in charge is naturally a person within the system.

After Pan Fei and An Ran finished talking, they walked up to Pu Zhiyu, smiled slightly and said:

"Miss Pu, Mr. Park Xu'an must give an explanation for this matter. I have already submitted an application to the higher authorities for Mr. Park Xu'an's insult to our citizens. If I can't give a reasonable apology, Mr. Park Xu'an may not be sent back to China." It's not far away, I don't think this is what Miss Park wants to see!"

Pan Fei obviously got the notice from above, and he was not polite at all when he spoke.

Pu Zhiyu's expression changed, he turned around and slapped Pu Xu'an seven or eight times in the face, and then cursed a few times along the way.

In Korea, the status of an artist is low. After being slapped several times by a woman, the corners of Park Xuan's mouth were bleeding, but now he was carrying it tightly. Not only did he not dare to hide, he didn't even dare to scream.

"This woman really likes to slap people!" An Ran looked at Pu Zhiyu, a little speechless,

This woman did the same to her younger brother, she just slapped her face every now and then.

After the slap was over, Pu Xuan's face was also swollen, the corners of his mouth were cracked, and his mouth was full of blood.

Only then did Pu Zhiyu's expression change, and then he looked at Pan Fei with a smile on his face: "I apologize for what Pu Xuan did, and I will ask Park Xuan to apologize in the media later on this matter, as for now—"

Pu Zhiyu said and pointed at Pu Xuan, whose mouth was full of blood: "I'm sorry, I was too angry just now, and I couldn't hold it back. Now he may not even be able to speak clearly, but please believe me, I will definitely give an explanation for this matter!"

Pan Fei frowned, and An Ran couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

This woman is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. No wonder she was beaten so hard, her face was swollen, and she was naturally speechless. How could she apologize?

As for apologizing in the media, there are too many operations in this kind of thing. It is estimated that one side of the apology is a big news on the other side, and then the apology will not cause the slightest disturbance. Not many people may know about it.

"Okay, this matter can be settled here, but for Pu Xuan's behavior of hurting others, the victim must be compensated!"

Taking a look at Pan Fei, An Ran also knew that Secretary Pan was a member of the system after all, and there were many restrictions on many things, so she stood up.

Pu Zhiyu glanced at An Ran, frowned, and then said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. An can make an offer!"

"That's what you said!" An Ran smiled slightly: "One hundred million, US dollars!"

Park Ji Woo: "——"

Not only was Pu Zhiyu stunned, but Pan Fei, who thought An Ran would say something, was also speechless.

One hundred million, US dollars, this one really dares to speak.

"[-] million dollars is impossible. Park Xuan was beaten by you just now. If you say that, does Mr. An have to pay [-] million dollars?"

Pu Zhiyu's expression changed, and he continued: "500 million, this is my sincerity. After all, she is just an ordinary person, and has nothing to do with Mr. An!"

"Oh, is that so?" An Ran blinked her eyes, then smiled: "You mean, if she has a relationship with me, you will pay [-] million dollars?"

Park Ji Woo: "——"

Before she could speak, An Ran walked up to the girl who was pushed down, and Feng Yuner was supporting the girl at this moment.

The wound on her body has also been treated basically, but there is still blood on the small hole in the jeans.

There was pain on his face, but he was unexpectedly strong, biting his lip and not crying.

For many girls, let alone bleeding from a fall, even if it hurts, they may have to cry a lot.

(End of this chapter)