Chapter 41:

Perhaps I heard the news that Mr. Zhao Guoan returned to China, and Su Fengxi, who had always been calm and calm, was also unable to sit still. He hurriedly called to investigate the situation. She didn't worry about her boyfriend's repentance, but she was afraid that Zhao Guo'an's old thing would stubbornly ruin her plan.
Zhao Wenyan pressed the call button with trembling fingertips, and Su Fengxi's sweet voice followed. This voice once made Zhao Wenyan very attached, but now it is like the horn of hell, the singing of the devil, the outer layer is wrapped in honey, but the inside contains violent poison.
Whenever she talked to Zhao Wenyan with a sweet voice, Zhao Wenyan's mind seemed to blow up the storm, all her reason was broken by the wind blade, disappeared, and then muddled to agree to those incredible requests; when she snuggled in He was like a viper when he was beside him, twisting his tail tightly around him, tightening and strangling him; she seemed to hold an invisible rope in her hand, and the other end of the rope was firmly tied Around Zhao Wenyan's neck, she pulled him, pulled him, and drove him in the direction that she directed. Once Zhao Wenyan struggled to resist, the rope would suddenly tighten and cut his head.
Zhao Wenyan can't remember how he fell in love with Su Fengxi. Since meeting her, he has been living in a dream. At first, the dream was wrapped in a layer of seemingly beautiful gauze, paralyzing him, and after a long time, the tulle was uncovered, but the exposed was a magma boiling and ghosts running. There is no doubt that each of those ghosts has Su Fengxi's face.
Zhao Wenyan actually noticed the weirdness at the beginning of the relationship. At that time, Su Fengxi tried to kill an actress in a shameless way in order to compete for the heroine of a movie. Although the actress committed suicide, strictly speaking, Su Fengxi did not need to bear legal responsibility, but people with a little principle would respect her.
But the blame is on it. Zhao Wenyan is a very principled person, but after learning the truth, she helped Su Fengxi to clean up and be kind, and let her feel at ease to film. This approach completely violated his morals and conscience, and he was ashamed of the higher education he received.
At that time, he was immersed in Su Fengxi's gratitude and felt that he was very satisfied. But when the night was quiet, he thought carefully, but he was shocked with cold sweat. Only then did he ask himself—Is that the person in the daylight really you? What did you think, why did you lose your conscience and give up the bottom line? Why do you think such a vicious woman is worthy of your love?
This kind of painful struggle always happened when he left Su Fengxi. However, when he heard her ethereal voice or saw her beautiful beauty, those tortures from the soul would be completely forgotten by him. Five years have passed since this languishing and muddled day.
In these five years, he felt that he was not a person, but a dog held by Su Fengxi. She let him bit him wherever he would bite. Dignity and pride were completely destroyed by the other party, even Conscience and morality are also at stake.
For Zhao Wenyan, losing his heart and being a person is far more painful than death. But he had no way, such a bizarre encounter, who would believe it? Who can he ask for help?
He knew that he would die in Su Fengxi's hands sooner or later, but he didn't expect this woman to be so guilty that he was dragging the Zhao group to be buried! He connected the phone and shouted "Su Su" softly, but his pupils burst into a bitter hatred.
But soon, his anger, violentness, depression, pain and other emotions accumulated in his chest, actually rolled into a stream, followed by his gurgling blood into his right hand, and then was taken away by the palms of the Vatican's micro-healing. The feeling of being continuously extracted was so real and strong that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to ignore it.
Perceiving Zhao Wenyan's stunnedness, Van Gaal raised his eyes slightly and said indifferently: "Continue talking to her."
Those foul, rotten, sick loves were taken away, replaced by a clear and unprecedented tranquility. Zhao Wenyan immediately calmed down and continued to talk to the person on the other end of the phone: "Are you looking for me?"
Su Fengxi's instinct is very keen, and he felt the coldness in his voice almost instantly, so he pretended to be worried and asked: "Wen Yan, what's wrong with you? Is your body uncomfortable? I heard that the old man is back. Are you arguing? What? If you ’re really embarrassed, that ’s okay, I ’ll figure it out myself.

She used it many times to retreat. Once she heard her say, Zhao Wenyan would immediately take over all the heavy burdens for her, even if those heavy burdens would crush him to pieces. She doesn't care if this person can retreat from the fire pit in Nishikawa. Anyway, this dog is missing, and she still has tens of thousands of dogs.
But Zhao Wenyan's answer surprised her, and then she couldn't stop her anger. Just listen to the other party down the ladder, and said indifferently: "Then you can find a way yourself, I won't take care of your business again."
Su Fengxi was stunned for a long time before he asked in disbelief: "Wen Yan, what did you just say?"
Zhao Wenyan's voice was cold for a few more times: "I said, I won't take care of your business again. You can do it for yourself." Along with that, the phone hung up.
Su Fengxi stared at his cell phone, and the facial features slowly became untidy and twisted. Zhao Wenyan rejected her? How dare he!
A fiery red sports car quickly turned into the ramp and drove towards the Xinghui building at a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour. Ran!
At the same time, Fangallo has let go of Zhao Wenyan and returned to his original position.
Zhao Wenyan is reminiscing about the phone call just now, and he touched his heart without Shen Ke. He jumped like a bird's heart, and murmured in disbelief: "How did you do it? What's wrong? "
"The specific situation is not yet clear, and you have to wait for Su Fengxi to come." 80 million, will you pay me back? "
"She will come over?" Zhao Wenyan's pupils contracted for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. Yeah, this dog, who is hard-working and resentful, suddenly took a bite back from his master and was about to run away. How could someone like Su Fengxi, who was extremely conceited, come to check the situation? With her vicious heart, if Zhao Wenyan is out of her control, she would rather destroy him than let him free.
Fear and worry surged, making Zhao Wenyan's nerves tense, but this suppressed emotion quickly dissipated because of the presence of Van Gogh. The man sat quietly across from him, with a seemingly absurd smile on the corner of his mouth, and a single "I accompany you" was enough to appease his troubled heart.
"I'm personally funded to help you pay the 80 million yuan and give you an S-level artist contract. What do you think?" Zhao Wenyan asked sincerely. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the signature modified by Van Gogh recently. psychic? He is really a psychic! No wonder he can help him deal with this strange thing!
If he had long known that Van Galo still had such a unique personality, he would never stand by and watch the massive cyber violence incident. As a result, he let Vangallo fall into death, but the other side in turn extended a helping hand when he was desperate. This is a great irony!
The emotion of regret began to eat the heart and nerves of Zhao Wenyan ...
Fangallo glanced at him, and his gentle voice brought a soothing power: "Just help me fund it, and let it go with other things."
"How can the renewal of the contract take its course? Only the last three months of your contract are left. Where did you work with Xinghui Entertainment? What do you rely on for dinner?" Zhao Wenyan really wanted to help Van Gogh, and he did it in earnest He is worried about his livelihood. This person is less familiar with the world than the original Van Gogh, and he is not humane, and he does not eat the fireworks in the world. What kind of environment can develop such a unique personality?
Fangallo did not answer his words, but listened for a moment with his eyes closed, reminding: "She is here."
"Who? Su Fengxi? So fast?" Zhao Wenyan was stiff all over.
Less than three minutes of waiting, Su Fengxi slammed open the office door and strode in. She was wearing a fiery red tight-fitting buttock dress with long legs on high heels of eight centimeters. The makeup on her face was very heavy and fierce. Her flaming red lips were tightly squeezed and her momentum was very strong.
In the face of this, every cell of Zhao Wenyan started to be alert. The negative emotions that had just been evacuated by Van Gogh piled up one after another, and the body wanted to surrender uncontrollably. Here comes the feeling of powerless struggle. Can he win this battle?
Inferring from his trembling fingertips, hope seemed extremely slim.
Su Fengxi was about to start a question, but Mr. Zhao Guoan also came quickly with his cane. The door of the office was wide open, and he saw the enchanting back at a glance, and then he felt an unspeakable disgust. But it turned out that he did not leave the company just now, but went to the offices of several vice presidents, preparing to contact the backbone of the company and the major shareholders to oust his grandson.
He was discussing the countermeasures there. He heard that Su Fengxi was here, so he rushed to the grandson's office immediately, thinking about this demon girl for a while. He wanted to see what magical power this demon had. He could confuse his well-groomed and talented grandson, and even lost his basic judgment.
The two walked into the office one after the other, and then stared at Zhao Wenyan.
Zhao Wenyan looked at the left and right, and his heart felt sore because of the beating too fast. This is simply a level asura field! Far away from the phone and close at hand, Su Fengxi's influence on him is naturally different. He could reject her voice, but he was totally unsure of who rejected her. But his grandfather was watching. He didn't want to show his ugliness of kneeling and licking a woman.
In his grandfather's mind, he has always been smart, hardworking, strategic, public and private, and is the most qualified heir of the Zhao Group. But after today, this impression will be replaced by stupidity, lack of self-esteem, and even disgrace. He will be a shame for the family!
Zhao Wenyan's mind thundered, the arc flashed wildly, but his body was frozen in place.
Su Fengxi glanced at Mr. Zhao Guoan, his gesture very proud. She doesn't care if Zhao's parents recognize her, she only cares about why Zhao Wenyan is suddenly disobedient. If she wants to marry a giant, which of her giants can't get in?
"What's the matter with you? Are you crazy?" Her sweet voice became very sharp.
"What's the matter with you? What are your qualifications to interfere in the internal decision-making of the Zhao Group? You asked Wen Yan to help you carry such a big pot. Are you trying to kill him?" Mr. Zhao Guoan could not help raising his cane Fengxi meal. This woman is too ruthless and innocent, and treats his grandson as a pug!
Zhao Wenyan still said nothing, but a thin layer of sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
At this moment, Fangallo, who was sitting idly in a leather chair, suddenly stood up, walking at a cat-like lightness, walking behind Zhao Wenyan, slender arms around his neck, and thin lips against his Auricles, blowing with heat: "Reject her, now. Say everything you always wanted to say."
He tilted his head slightly, staring at Zhao Wenyan ’s tightly lined sideways, and murmured: "What did that word say? Oh yeah ..." He was closer to the other person's pinna and his lips spit out a few jokes 'S chuckle, but softly but forcefully ordered: "... crumble her!"