[Space] Xueba moves forward

Chapter 328

Although it's not that he hasn't experienced this kind of thing before, it's rare for him to go so far as to directly use the knife. If he is not careful, it will be... fatal!
The bosses are also trembling, what the hell, really? !
Screenwriter, do you want to be like this? !

"Zheng, screenwriter Zheng, the sword has no eyes, this, this is not fun at all." Zhang Tonghe is completely limp from head to toe now, he is really afraid that Zheng Meijia's hand will shake, and it will be poked into his throat .He felt that Zheng Meijia would really do this, it was intuition, she was serious.

"I'm not joking with you." Zheng Meijia followed the knife and lifted his chin up.

only……

No matter how you look at this action, how domineering the president is.

Especially now that Zheng Meijia is sitting, while Zhang Tonghe is kneeling, standing upright, even Meijia's aura is completely blown out by Zhang Tonghe.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door.

Zhang Tonghe's eyes suddenly shone with hope, but this light was quickly extinguished by Zheng Meijia.

"Wu Cheng, go and open the door and let them in."

The little chubby patted his stomach and was about to open the door.

However, before he could reach the doorknob, the door was kicked open, and a fiery figure rushed in: "Meijia! Are you okay! Everyone outside has been cleaned up by us, so you are not injured! This group of people Did the bastard bully you?"

"..."

Zhou Qiuyan and Xiao Zhan who came with them silently turned their faces away, pretending not to know this person.

"Is it over?" Zhou Qiuyan walked over and asked.

"Yes." Zheng Meijia nodded.

But what attracted the most attention was her current posture.

Xiao Zhan frowned. Why do you think this scene is a bit weird?Girlfriend, it seems that you are becoming more and more like a domineering president?Then what is his position...

Zhou Qiuyan glanced at her hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Can you change your posture? People who don't know think you are a gangster of some kind. You don't look like the boss of an entertainment company at all. People think you are holding a knife. What strange things are you going to do, fortunately there is no one else, tell me, what kind of trouble have you made of people?"

As she spoke, she glanced at a few trembling middle-aged men squatting in the corner.

Tsk, no zuo no die
(End of this chapter)