Chapter 1355: Please forgive me, Mr. Gu. I really know I was wrong.
Chapter 1355: Please forgive me, Mr. Gu. I really know I was wrong.
Chapter 1355: Please forgive me, Mr. Gu. I really know I was wrong.
Chapter 1355: Mr. Gu, spare your life, I really know I was wrong
At that moment, Song Miner felt a heavy sense of oppression, so oppressive that she even breathed cautiously.
Want to run?
Gu Jinglan turned around slowly, his voice was as gloomy as the messenger from hell, with a shuddering gloominess.
Song Miner shook her head in panic, "No...no, Mr. Gu, you misunderstood."
"Misunderstand?"
Gu Jinglan sneered, he strode forward and clasped Song Miner's shoulder with one hand.
There was severe pain in her shoulder, and Song Miner screamed and cried on the spot, "Master Gu... Master Gu, please spare your life, I really know I was wrong."
"You know you are wrong, but who will be responsible for Xu Xu's life?"
"I...I am responsible, I can compensate, really!" Song Min'er tried to make him extinguish his anger, "No matter how much money you want, I am willing to compensate!"
Snapped!
A hard and heavy slap slapped her face aside.
Song Min'er howled loudly, her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, her face was burning with pain, and her ears were filled with buzzing sounds.
"Let me tell you, the most important thing we lack is money." Gu Jinglan looked at Song Min'er's frightened look and couldn't help but think of Zhao Qiuxu.
How fearful and frightened was she that night?
She was drunk, so she probably didn't know fear, but the next day, when she saw Mu Chenhua and the reporters outside the door, what kind of devastating blow did she suffer?
Song Min'er's understatement of apology was like erasing all the damage caused by this incident. Is it possible?
impossible!
He would not allow such a thing to happen. Since she had made a mistake, he should also let her have a taste of being plotted against.
Song Miner, Xu Xu will not forgive me, and I will never forgive you.
Song Miner stepped back in fear. She seemed to realize something and screamed in fear, "No! Don't do this to me!"
Gu Jinglan sneered, grabbed her and pushed her into the car.
Soon, he drove away from Zhao's house.
This is a famous bar, and the bar's target audience is women.
The bar provides a variety of male model services, and they can go out on stage. As long as you pay enough, you can do whatever you want.
This is a veritable gold-selling cave and a veritable duck shop.
"Young Master Gu, why are you here?" The bar manager was surprised when he saw Gu Jinglan. You know, they only provide male public relations here.
Mr. Gu, has his sexual orientation changed?
Gu Jinglan lit a cigarette and said impatiently: "Find me the ten cheapest ones and follow me."
The manager was ashamed. The cheapest ones were often those with poor talent and appearance. Young Master Gu asked for ten as soon as he asked, which really surprised the manager.
After the brief surprise, the manager immediately came to his senses and said, "Okay, Mr. Gu, please wait a moment. Someone will bring it to you right away."
The manager spoke a few words into the wireless headset. After a while, ten tall, short, fat, thin, and unbearable-looking male public relations men appeared in front of them, standing in a row.
Gu Jinglan snorted coldly and nodded slightly, "Follow me."
The male publicists looked at each other in confusion, and the manager hurriedly urged, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and follow Mr. Gu!"
Although he doubts whether Mr. Gu has changed his sexual orientation, the manager still will not forget that Mr. Gu is a big financial backer.
Financing comes first, this is the service tenet of their bar.
Song Miner was pulled out of the car by Gu Jinglan in the underground parking lot.
Her body hit the ground hard, and she gasped in pain.