forced to be rich

Chapter 4 Strange Reactions
"call out!"

Zhou Ye lowered the window of the co-pilot, came over and whistled at Meng Xinyao.

Meng Xinyao thought it was another second generation, but when she turned her head and saw Zhou Ye in the car, she was a little dumbfounded.

"Get in the car! You're not hungry, I'm hungry!"

Seeing this guy's dumbfounded appearance, Zhou Ye completely lost his former spirituality, and felt very depressed.

"It's rare for a buddy to pretend to be aggressive, so I'll help you out of the siege. Can you cooperate a little bit?"

And Chen Ming turned his head to look at Zhou Ye in the car, who was also a little puzzled, and the other party was a little embarrassed.

However, judging from the other party's attitude towards Meng Xinyao, the two must be very familiar, that is... rival in love!
Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Meng Xinyao came to her senses, turned her head and said to Chen Ming, "Sorry, my friend is here to pick me up, goodbye!"

Being humiliated in front of a rival in love is more serious than being directly rejected, directly double [-] points of damage.

"Meng Xinyao, did you just leave before I finished speaking?" Chen Ming grabbed Meng Xinyao's arm and said with a gloomy expression.

"Let go! I'm not someone like you, and I have no obligation to listen to you!" Meng Xinyao was not a good person, seeing him move his hands and feet, she slammed his hand away, and her eyebrows frowned.

Chen Ming didn't expect that a frail little girl on the other side had such great strength. Unexpectedly, her right hand that was thrown off knocked on the frame of the car, her face twitched in pain, and she immediately became angry.

"You don't give me any face at all, right! You have to know that your TV station has accepted my Tengfei Group's 2000 million advertising fees..."

His intention was to use the TV station's advertising business to force Meng Xinyao to submit.

The main source of income for TV stations is advertising fees.

There is a very vivid term in the media industry to describe the person who spends money on advertising, the advertiser's father.

That's right!

As long as you can afford to pay for advertising, you can call your father.

This is the cruelty of the market. For the sake of benefit, you have to admit this term with a straight face.

Of course, there are some media that have high ratings and don’t need to ask for help like this, but they are also polite to advertisers. After all, what they give you is real money, and you have to serve them well.

Chen Ming is not a kind person either. With his status as an advertiser, he has benefited from some small online media. He is not clear with a few Internet celebrities. He was shocked to see Meng Xinyao by chance a few months ago. pester her.

"Fool! You're not sick, are you?"

Meng Xinyao hated this unspoken rule the most, her pretty face darkened, and she interrupted him with a sneer.

"What kind of person do you think I am? I rely on my own ability to eat. Is there a dime related to the advertising fee invested by your Tengfei Group? I don't owe you a penny, why should I give you face!"

"you!"

Chen Ming was irritated by Meng Xinyao's idiot, and raised his hand to slap this ignorant woman.

It's too late to say.

Just as Chen Ming raised his right hand, a black shadow suddenly inserted between the two from the side.

Before Chen Ming could respond to what was going on, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist.

Then the huge pain started from the wrist and quickly spread to the arm, elbow, and collarbone. The body was involuntarily driven by the pain, and then...

"puff!"

The right hand of the whole person was cut backwards, and he was pressed down on the body of the Jebao F-TYPE behind him, and the back of his neck was pressed again, making him unable to move.

"It hurts... let go..."

Chen Ming, a bastard who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, has never suffered this kind of crime, and he doesn't know how to deal with it, so he can only struggle and beg for mercy.

"This is the first warning. If you touch this woman again, your right hand will say goodbye to you. I don't want to say it a second time. Do you understand me?"

The vicious words rang in his ears, and the strength of his neck and arms increased, and Chen Ming panicked.

"I... I know, I know..."

He could hear the determination of the voice, and he didn't doubt at all that if he still resisted, the people behind him would really hit him hard.

Seeing that this guy gave in, Zhou Ye turned to look at Meng Xinyao.

Well, it's okay not to look at it, but after seeing it, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Are you covering your mouth and opening your eyes so wide in surprise because you want to play a game of staring? Haven't you seen men fighting?

Meng Xinyao immediately understood what he meant, stuck out her tongue and made a face, then waved her hand to signal him to let him go, and then went straight to the big G without wanting to stay any longer.

Zhou Ye turned his head and looked at the sentry box. At this time, the guard had already opened the door with his baton and wanted to come over to check, so he let go of Chen Ming, pointed at Meng Xinyao to the guard, and then waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Under the light, the guard saw Meng Xinyao and Zhou Ye, understood what was going on, nodded and turned back to the guard box.

It is very serious to cause trouble at the gate of the TV station, but there are armed police on duty here.

Zhou Ye didn't want to linger either, so he got in the car and glanced at Chen Ming who was slowly approaching, started the big G, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and drove up the driveway.

And Chen Ming gasped and massaged his arm, staring at Big G's license plate, his eyes became more and more vicious.

"Stinky bitch and that kid, you just wait for me!"

……

"The roots of troubles!"

"You said it!"

"Who is that kid?"

"The second young master of Tengfei Group, the hot chicken playboy will ask his father for pocket money, and he can't do shit with a deputy business manager. He even messed up a 1 million project of his father two months ago."

"No wonder you don't have a good face to show him. I wonder why you are so irritable today."

"I wonder why your skill suddenly became so good! Tell me, did you secretly practice some tricks with Coach Huang?"

Zhou Ye turned to look at his friend, smiled smugly and didn't answer.

He finally knew what the agent skills were useful for, so naturally...fighting!
Just now when he was sitting in the car and saw Meng Xinyao arguing with Chen Ming, he got out of the car and walked over.

At a distance of two or three meters, when he saw Chen Ming raising his hand to hit Meng Xinyao, countless ways to subdue his opponent appeared in his mind, and then he rushed out with a kick.

And the moment he rushed out, he was also taken aback by his own reaction and speed, which was a swiftness that he had never experienced before. He rushed forward and was inserted between the two of them in an instant.

After that is the grappling technique, as if I have practiced it for decades, with extreme speed, clasping the wrist with the backhand, pressing the meridian with the thumb, twisting the arm forcefully, pressing the neck, and subduing the opponent.

A set of movements is fast, precise and ruthless, whether it is the timing, the force, and the part of the pressure are all precise and accurate.

Most importantly, in the process of subduing the opponent, his psychology did not fluctuate at all.

It was as if this kind of fight was playing house, and it couldn't stimulate his nerves at all.

This is entirely thanks to the skills of top agents.

Only by keeping calm all the time can you survive in a complex environment, and that is a top agent.

"Fart, do you think he can move me? I have practiced Taekwondo for eight years, hum!"

Meng Xinyao squinted at his complacent eyes, and was immediately unconvinced.

"You, just show off!"

Zhou Ye stretched out his hand and poked this guy's head, and couldn't help complaining, "You didn't have a tacit understanding just now, why are you standing there stupidly, and nothing will happen after you leave."

Meng Xinyao slapped his hand away and rolled her eyes, "A poor ghost suddenly appeared in a car worth more than 100 million yuan. Even ghosts are surprised."

Only then did she think about the car, and she asked excitedly, "Hey! What's the matter with this big G? It seems to be a new car!"

Zhou Ye nodded and said: "New car, I saved an old man from a foreign country some time ago. I gave the car to repay the kindness of saving my life. I was afraid that I would not accept it. After finishing everything, I asked someone to send the car over. I ran back to the country yesterday. Well, I'm struggling."

In order to explain the origin of the car, he died a lot of brain cells.

Meng Xinyao asked strangely, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou Ye turned his head and made a grimace, "Don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds, and you say I'm showing off."

Meng Xinyao nodded and didn't answer, she raised her left shoulder unnaturally, then curled up in the spacious seat a little tired.

Zhou Ye glanced at her shoulder and frowned, "Tired?"

Meng Xinyao said weakly: "Well, I haven't stopped this week. I filmed two exterior scenes, five recordings, two live broadcasts, and did post-production."

Zhou Ye complained, "You are also stubborn. Many things are done by editors. You have to do it yourself. Obviously you can rely on your appearance, but you have to rely on your strength. You are asking for trouble."

Meng Xinyao showed her face and smiled: "This flattery makes Ben Gong comfortable, and I will add a chicken leg to you later!"

Zhou Ye turned the car into a small road where he could park temporarily.

"Turn around and I'll rub your shoulders for you."

"Ok!"

The two have been playing together for more than ten years, and they are so familiar with each other that they can know what's going on with each other with just one look and one movement.

They don't need to say much, they will get a response from each other, this tacit understanding even Meng Xinyao's younger brother Meng Bo envies.

"Have you eaten in Taili?"

"No, I just ate some snacks brought by Chen Wei at two o'clock. I was so hungry, a little to the right..."

"Then let's go to a big meal to celebrate the complete retirement of the subway card and No. 11 train!"

"It's to celebrate."

After massaging for a while, Meng Xinyao felt a lot more comfortable on her shoulders. She patted Zhou Ye's hand, then looked at the street ahead, and pointed to a dark place on the side of the road diagonally opposite, "Drive there."

"You want to pee? Don't you!" Zhou Ye couldn't help teasing.

"Fuck you, drive over there."

Meng Xinyao said angrily, turned off the roof lights, and urged him to drive, then reached to the back seat to get her clothing bag, and took out the cosmetic box and casual clothes from it.

"Change faster!"

Zhou Ye knew what she was going to do without looking.

In the past, the two borrowed the car from the station to go out to shoot locations, and Meng Xinyao would often put on makeup and change clothes in the car in order to hurry up.

Now she is still wearing a mirrored formal suit, obviously uncomfortable, and wants to change into comfortable casual clothes.

Big G stopped in the shadow of the roadside, Zhou Ye unbuckled his seat belt, and reached out to pull the doorknob.

"Still getting out of the car!" Meng Xinyao gave him a sideways look, and said with a little disdain.

When two people live together, it is inevitable that they will walk around in cool clothes.

It's just that the two are too familiar with each other, and they don't have that kind of feeling. As long as it's not very revealing, the two of them often don't avoid suspicion.

For example, now that Zhou Ye took the initiative to get out of the car, Meng Xinyao thought it was very contrived, and she felt a little unhappy, so she took off her formal clothes and put on a denim short skirt and T-shirt.

When Zhou Ye heard her say this, he also felt that his reaction was a little big, and he turned his head to look out the car window, secretly puzzled.

"Strange, why would I take the initiative to avoid suspicion today?"

"In the past, I always turned my head away and didn't take the initiative to get out of the car. Is it my mother's psychological suggestion today or the system?"

(End of this chapter)