Personal security

Chapter 16: If you want to take care of it, take care of it till the end

In the bar, Yang Minmin and Lu Yiru were discussing Zhao Jianhui. But Zhao Jianhui's eyes passed through the two of them and were fixed on Lin Xuanling at the other table.

She didn't know what she was talking to Zhang Zhicheng, but the communication was obviously not ideal, and Lin Xuanling's pretty face turned red. Yan Ruirui sat next to her, tilting her head to look in the direction of the door. It seemed that she hadn't noticed her yet.

I don’t know if Zuo Yixuan is here, but she is not found at this time.

Yang Minmin nudged Lu Yiru with her elbow: "Hey, isn't that man attracted to you? How come his eyes never leave your breasts?"

Lu Yiru lowered his head and looked at his not-so-full breasts, and said with a sneer: "With a big star like you, it's strange that she would like me. I think he is eyeing you. If your man doesn't come back, That man is about to take action." The two of them chuckled, glancing at Zhao Jianhui from time to time, while Zhao Jianhui kept adjusting his posture as the two of them swayed while eating.

As a result, the two girls laughed even more. Lu Yiru took a look at Zhao Jianhui and said, "I dare say that with the looks of the two of us, no matter who touches him, he can't escape from our hands."

Yang Minmin smiled and said, "Really? Do you want to try it?"

"Just give it a try, will I still be afraid of him?" Lu Yiru said, stood up, twisted her waist and walked towards Zhao Jianhui. "Handsome guy, there seems to be something stuck in my eyes. Could you please help me take a look? Handsome guy, is there any little bug that got into my eyes?"

Zhao Jianhui was looking at Lin Xuanling and laughing to himself. He came back to his senses when he heard the voice. He looked at the girl standing in front of him with one eye closed and smiled: "Any handsome guy, I can be your uncle!"

"What, how old are you and you want to take advantage of me?" Lu Yiru snorted dissatisfied. Zhao Jianhui shook his head: "The lights in this hall are a bit dim, but it's not enough for you to think of me as a handsome guy, right? I must be at least ten years older than you, so am I not qualified to be your uncle?"

"You...you just deliberately took advantage of me. Do you know that a hero is ageless and a hero is ageless?" Lu Yiru stared at Zhao Jianhui with wide eyes. Seeing such a cute little girl flushing with anxiety, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "Your eyes are already healed."

"Ah..." Lu Yiru then realized that the eye he had been pretending to be sick was widened, and he couldn't help but laugh. While smiling, she stretched out her white little hand: "Hey, would you like to meet me? I am Lu Yiru, a sophomore student at the Film School."

"Zhao Jianhui." Zhao Jianhui's fingers touched her little hand lightly, and then he took the time to eat. "That's great, thank you, Brother Hui!" Lu Yiru hugged Zhao Jianhui's arm and cheered. Zhao Jianhui immediately felt hot all over, his heart was pounding, and sweat began to form on his forehead.

He stretched out his hand to push Lu Yiru and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

The little girl smiled brightly and was not frightened by his stern look. Instead, she hugged his arm tighter: "Brother, you are so stylish. Even when you are angry, you look so cool. You are so handsome... …”

This was the first time that Zhao Jianhui heard someone praise him like this. When he saw her deliberately pushing her small breasts in front of his eyes, Zhao Jianhui took a tissue to wipe his sweat: "Hey, tell me if you have anything to say. Stay away from me."

Lu Yiru chuckled and said, "Brother, I'll wipe it for you, don't move..." As she spoke, the youthful and alluring aura unique to a girl came over her face.

Zhao Jianhui really couldn't stand this test anymore. He was afraid that his arm going to pick up the tissue would accidentally hit her, so he hurriedly grabbed the tissue and turned sideways. He pushed her away with one hand and said, "It's better not to use it. I'll do it myself!"

At this moment, Zhao Jianhui suddenly saw Lin Xuanling reaching for the wine glass in front of him and pouring a glass of red wine on Zhang Zhicheng's face. Yan Ruirui was so arrogant that she simply smashed the wine glass in her hand.

"Ah..." Yang Minmin, who was sitting at the table in front, couldn't help but exclaimed. Zhang Zhicheng and Lin Xuanling were usually great gods in her mind, and she hoped that they could get to know each other later. Why did these two people suddenly start fighting?

Even Lu Yiru sat down on Zhao Jianhui's lap, not knowing whether to run over and start a fight or just watch.

However, even if she wanted to sit on Zhao Jianhui's lap and watch like this, she couldn't do it. She felt like someone was lifting her neck and throwing her on the stool next to her like a piece of melon rind. Looking around, there was nowhere to be found. The shadow of the old handsome guy?

Zhang Zhicheng was first splashed with drink by Lin Xuanling. Before he could open his eyes, he felt his face being hit again, followed by a burning stinging sensation that spread throughout his body.

He reached out and wiped it on his face. It was still easy to distinguish between wine and blood. The light color is wine and the thick color is blood, which are clearly visible on the palm. "Ah, you dare to hit me... How dare you fucking hit me? Do you know how much my face is worth?" As he said this, he grabbed the plate on the table and was about to hit Lin Xuanling.

This guy just threw a drink in Lin Xuanling's face, and he didn't even see who hit him at the last moment.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the stainless steel plate on the table seemed to have roots and he couldn't pull it out. When he looked down, he discovered that there was another hand next to his. However, when I wanted to pick up the plate with my hand, the other hand held the edge of the plate tightly. Damn it, no wonder I couldn't pick it up.

"What's going on? How can you hit someone?" Zhao Jianhui asked while holding down the plate.

"You ask him, this old gangster actually said that Zuo Yixuan wants to come back to host the show and wants me and Lingling to accompany him..." Yan Ruirui angrily spit in Zhang Zhicheng's face again.

"You are talking nonsense. I just asked you to come to my room to discuss it later. When did you say that? You, your own psychology is dark and unclean, how can you slander my reputation at will?" Zhang Zhicheng's roar immediately caused a stir. Attracting the attention of other people in the bar, several young men and women saw that his face was covered in blood and ran over quickly, glaring at Zhao Jianhui and saying, "Who are you and why do you want to hit people?"

Some people shouted loudly: "Call the security guard to come over..."

"What are you calling a security guard? Hurry up and call the police. Let the police come and deal with him. This kid will be honest."... Zhao Jianhui felt aggrieved. Who are these people? They talk nonsense without understanding the matter. The one who beats people again. If it’s not me, why should the police deal with me? It’s hard to be a good person these days.

These people are all Zhang Zhicheng's subordinates, and everyone relies on his breath to make a living, so they all speak in unison. No matter what the truth of the matter is, they all help Zhang Zhicheng speak. As a result, Zhang Zhicheng became more energetic. He looked at Lin Xuanling and Zhao Jianhui with disdain, thinking that this guy might be a bodyguard, right? What happened to you, the world's most famous model? Do you still have a say in my three-thirds of an acre of land?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhicheng smiled proudly: "Ms. Lin, I think you should carefully consider the consequences of this matter. We are all celebrities. If the police are really called, haha..."

Lin Xuanling looked at Zhao Jianhui and saw that he didn't express anything, so she stared at Zhang Zhicheng and asked, "What do you think we should do?" "Haha, it's easy to say. I still said that, let's go to my room and have a good talk?" "

"Isn't it possible to negotiate here?" Lin Xuanling asked with a smile.

Zhang Zhicheng's face turned gloomy: "Ms. Lin, do you really not understand what I mean? You are also a person in this circle, so don't pretend to be confused, okay? You really have to be dishonest. If so, then I will have no choice but to call the police.”

Looking at his disgusting face, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but sneered: "Then it's better to call the police, right? Director Zhang, you are really nothing. The meaning of your words, even those people behind you Everyone is laughing at you, I wonder how you have the nerve to say it.”

"You... you... you dare to open your mouth and curse at people at this time, you..." He turned around and said to the people behind him: "You call the police, oh... call the security first..."

Originally, after hearing about this incident yesterday, Zhao Jianhui had no intention of meddling in this nosy matter. There are too many dark things in the entertainment industry today, and you can't control them even if you want to.

However, faced with Zhang Zhicheng's arrogance and shamelessness, Zhao Jianhui really couldn't bear it anymore. If I don't want to take care of you, it's because I don't want to take care of you. It's not that I don't have the ability to take care of you. If I want to take care of you, I'll take care of it to the end.

Don’t you want to call the police? I’ll report it for you.

Therefore, the host of the evening model competition program did not change, and it was still Zuo Yixuan, but the director was temporarily replaced by the deputy director. The original director Zhang Zhicheng was said to have entered the Public Security Bureau in the afternoon and has not come out until now.

In the evening, Zhao Jianhui went to the Xishan Courtyard. Grandpa looked even thinner, but his energy was still strong. Zhao Jianhui felt sad but also a little comforted. Grandma's ears are a little hard, so she often needs Zhao Jianhui to speak loudly to hear clearly. The three of them chatted with their great-grandson for a while, and the old lady was obviously very happy.

Liu Meiyu also came during the meal, and her eyes widened when she saw Zhao Jianhui. After finishing the meal, Miss Liu put away the bowls and chopsticks, held the bowls and came closer to Zhao Jianhui and whispered: "Let's go together in a while, I have something to do with you."