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Chapter 87 Wen Qiyang's Violence (1)

Emgrand Group
There are many people in the low-key and gorgeous office.

Jin Xin stood aside respectfully, without saying a word.

A thin young man was kneeling under him, and two bodyguards in black suits stood on both sides of the man.

They all looked solemn, waiting respectfully for the master's order.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, Wen Qiyang turned his back to them.

Xin Chang's back is ruthless, cold and decisive.

Even if they were silent, they were oppressed like icebergs, unable to breathe.

The cigarette at the fingertips slowly burned to ashes, until there were some sparks still jumping on the cigarette butt, Wen Qiyang snuffed it out in the ashtray.

As Wen Qiyang turned around, that stern gaze shot down casually.

The man kneeling on the ground was trembling in shock, and beads of sweat rolled all over his forehead.

"Mr. Wen—you—just let me go this time. I won't dare again, never dare again. "

He was just a small reporter, on the verge of being laid off, and when he was about to be fired, a leader of the magazine told him that as long as he could find a way to get a photo of Wen Qiyang, not only would he not be fired by the magazine If the agency is laid off, it will become the editor-in-chief in one fell swoop.

As a rural student who came to work in T city from outside, he had also heard of Wen Qiyang's name.

He is the chairman of the Emgrand Group, and he seems to be inextricably linked with the underworld in T City.It is said that he is a person who can shock T City even if he stomps his feet.

However, being dazzled by desire, he still decided to put all his eggs in one basket. Taking advantage of the convenience of his relatives serving as bodyguards at Cai Ling's birthday party, he sneaked in and took a group of photos of Wen Qiyang and other Emgrand gentlemen.

Indulging in the dream and not waking up, not only did he fail to keep his job, the magazine was also shut down in an instant, and he also fell into Wen Qiyang's hands. He didn't know what the consequences would be.

Feeling the powerful deterrent force around him, the reporter's legs were paralyzed.

Wen Qiyang sat on the sofa with his slender legs crossed, picked up the magazine on the table, and said calmly: "This picture is so realistic!" His ruthlessness swept across the man on the ground: "No one dared to take my picture without my consent, and you——are the first."

He paused, drank the champagne in his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Dare to do these little tricks on my Ye Di, should I praise you for your courage, or should I pity you for your untimely death?"

Night Emperor!

Night Emperor of the Eagle Force!

That Ye Di who can call the wind and call the rain, and the other black and white are terrified!

It was - Wen Qiyang!

He even desperately plucked the hair on the tiger's buttocks.

The young man's face turned pale immediately, and he kowtowed non-stop until a cut was made on his head, and blood gurgling all over the ground, he didn't stop.

"Mr. Wen, spare your life—forgive me!"

on the sofa,
Qu Qingge frowned while drinking the juice in his hand.The smell of blood in the air made her very uncomfortable. What she just drank was rolling in her stomach. She covered her mouth and coughed twice.

Wen Qiyang raised his hand, and the bodyguards around him immediately stopped the reporter's movements.

Jin Xin picked up the magazine that Wen Qiyang had thrown on the ground, glanced at the photos on it, and then threw it in front of the reporter with disgust on his face.

"Tell me about it."

The reporter who was held by the collar had pale lips and staring eyes, but the little reason left allowed him to see the situation in front of him clearly.

It's because of the girl sitting on the sofa that Wen Qiyang won't let him go. As long as he explains clearly, he should be fine...

"Mr. Wen, please spare me this time. These photos were taken by me because I was obsessed with ghosts for a while, thinking that I could gain attention. They are all fake, all fake."

(End of this chapter)