C175 Was There a Need for This Man to Have Such a Vicious Mouth?
C175 Was There a Need for This Man to Have Such a Vicious Mouth?
Especially in Director Wu's room, the people sent over to check had already heard what was happening inside.
He had specially found someone to buy the medicine. It was imported from Japan and there were no side effects, but it was completely different from ordinary aphrodisiac. There were no abnormalities. It aroused the desire in people's hearts, and ordinary people would not be able to notice that it was being drugged.
When it was almost done, the reporters should arrive.
At that time, Director Wu would not be able to deny it even if he wanted to.
This way, he would be able to get hold of Han Zhiyu's weakness and use it to threaten Director Wu to cooperate. It was really like killing two birds with one stone.
"Director Han seems to be in a good mood today. " Director Su picked up a bottle of ice water and smiled unrestrainedly. "It should not be because he is happy about losing, right?"
Han Bingjun put down his phone and the smile on his face was even more obvious. "Director Su has come to a conclusion too early. Let's continue. "
Director Su curled his lips and looked at the main hall in the distance.
"Why are there so many people over there?" Director Su pointed. "When did the privacy of this place become so bad? Can't people play ball peacefully?"
Han Bingjun looked over and hesitated for a moment before he said, "If Director Su is worried, why don't we go and take a look?"
He knew that Director Su and Lu Yiran were about to cooperate. If he helped Lu Yiran see Han Zhiyu sleeping with another man, Lu Yiran would definitely not want her anymore.
"Alright, let's go and take a look. " Director Su put on his sunglasses and looked like he did not mind the big deal.
In the hall, several waves of reporters were stopped by the security guards.
After some negotiation, they reluctantly agreed to wait at the door.
Han Bingjun knew that a large number of reporters could not enter, but the few that he had arranged had already taken advantage of the situation and entered.
"This group of reporters shouldn't be looking for me, right?" Director Su was in the hall, watching from afar with a faint smile on his face.
Before Han Bingjun could say anything, someone suddenly rushed over to the manager. He looked flustered. "Manager, something bad happened. A reporter snuck in just now and took a photo!"
The manager was shocked, "Are you all good-for-nothings? How can we let a reporter sneak in? We don't know where this place is. "
In such a high-end clubhouse, the people who came were either rich or noble, and they paid great attention to confidentiality.
If Zhang Yang went out and secretly filmed the reporters here, who would come back in the future?
"Who? Who was filmed?"
"Over at the lounge. . . It seems to be Wu, Director Wu. "
The few of them left in a hurry. Han Bingjun and Director Su followed them.
"What else did they take?" Director Wu slapped the reporter's camera to the ground.
Han Bingjun smiled when he saw Director Wu's gloomy face, but then he stopped laughing.
The woman hiding behind Director Wu, whose clothes were untidy, had a red face with a lot of urine on it. It was obviously not Han Bingjun!
"Get lost! What kind of crappy place is this, spending money to play and even gifting paparazzi?" Director Wu pressed down on the fire and said to the manager, "Is this the service of your high-class club?! Where's the security? "
The manager hurriedly apologized and immediately got someone to chase the reporter who took the photo out.
Director Wu then held the woman's hand and closed the door angrily.
Han Bingjun's face looked terrible. He knew that Director Wu was angry because he was interrupted when he was in high spirits after being drugged.
However, what was wrong with that woman?
Where did that woman come from?
The situation that he had arranged for Han Zhiyu to suffer a crushing defeat was actually taken advantage of by an internet celebrity!
"Director Su, excuse me for a moment. " Han Bingjun's expression was even uglier than Director Wu's. After saying that, he hurriedly left with his phone.
In the resting room, the commotion outside was very clear.
Han Zhiyu stood by the door, hesitating whether to open it or not.
"Think about it. Do you want to go out at this time?" Lu Yiran stood by the side of the side table and reached out his hand to throw away the decorative cherry on the other drink. He picked up the cup and took a few sips.
"You still want to drink!"
Han Zhiyu finally did not have the courage to open the door. She leaned against the door with her back against it. Once she saw Lu Yiran drinking water, she got angry.
He had just used the excuse of drinking a drink that had been drugged to kiss her for a long time. He had almost lost his temper by wiping the gun. Fortunately, there were reporters coming to let her go.
Those two bites had already made him unable to control himself. If he continued drinking, who knew what more beast he could do!
"I'm thirsty. " Lu Yiran's expression was indifferent. His tall and straight figure stood at the side, and his posture was noble and elegant.
Apart from his shirt and hair being a bit messy, as well as the few buttons on it being a little loose, it was impossible to tell what he had just done.
Han Zhiyu pursed her lips but did not dare to say anything.
If it was not for the fear of alerting the reporters to come over here, she would definitely have left here immediately.
The phone suddenly rang. She took it out to take a look. It was Han Bingjun.
Han Bingjun finally knew that something was wrong, so he called her.
This matter was indeed planned by him.
"Hello. "
The suppressed anger on the other end of the phone, "Han Zhiyu, I asked you to give something to Director Wu. Are you human?"
She held the phone tightly, "Sorry, I have something to do at the last minute and have already left. It's just a gift. Anyone can do it. It doesn't necessarily have to be me. "
"Stop playing tricks on me!" He had arranged the matter. Naturally, he would not believe Han Zhiyu's casual words.
"I am not the one playing tricks, Uncle!" Han Zhiyu said coldly, "What did I do to make you think that I am playing tricks?"
"Han Zhiyu, give it to me right now -"
Before the other party finished speaking, the phone in Han Zhiyu's hand was snatched away.
Lu Yiran's face was cold as he directly pressed the button and hung up the phone. His whole action was smooth and smooth.
"Lu Yiran. . . " Han Zhiyu just wanted to take the phone back, but when she saw him, she pulled back her hand. "Give the phone back to me. "
In the blink of an eye, he drank half a cup of the poisoned drink. She did not dare to touch him.
What if she triggered the fire when she touched him?
Lu Yiran put the cup aside and looked at the time. "It's late. Let's go home. "
"On the phone. "
He threw her phone back indifferently. "Why? Why are you waiting to go to Han Bingjun's place if you don't want to go home?"
Han Zhiyu held the heavy phone and looked at him in surprise as he prepared to open the door.
"Wait, you. . . You are leaving just like that?"
He turned his head, "This scene is already over. You've been here for so long, perhaps the people here will also think that this room is also putting on a good show. . . "
"Didn't you say just now that you don't want to go out now? There are reporters outside. "
Lu Yiran slowly button up the cuff of his shirt. "It's normal for me to go out. I'm talking about you. Think about it. If a woman with a red face and messy clothes walked out of the door, no one would be able to have a good imagination. "
"Then. . . " She bites her lips, "Then just now, you drank that drink and you went out just like that?"
He turned his head, a smile on his lips, "What? You're afraid that I'll find someone else to vent my anger on?"
Was there a need for this man to have such a venomous mouth?