Spiritualist In Korea: Chapter 557 Challenging

  The night of the second concert when I was young.

   "Young Master, it's so boring!"

   Ye Zhiqiang and his friends stayed in Ye Zhiqiang's mansion doing nothing.

   "Just bear with me, I can't let people know that I'm pretending to be injured, otherwise the hospital's injury report will be useless."

   "Then the mainland boy still doesn't agree? His girlfriend will leave Xiangjiang tomorrow, does he want to stay and fight with us to the end?"

   "Fifty million, only a fool would give it!"

   "Boom!" Ye Zhiqiang threw a pillow over, "Who are you scolding?"

   The guy who said the wrong thing immediately shut up and didn't speak.

   "I just found someone to check. Li Mo, the mainland game studio, is more terrifying than stealing money. Several games have earned over a million dollars a day."

"Let me see!"

   "Grass, if only we had this luck."

   Several people watched the data and drooled. If the game studio was theirs, they wouldn't have to be controlled by their parents, they could do whatever they wanted!

   Ye Zhiqiang said jealously, "When a sum of money is extorted, how about we also set up a game studio? Mad, I just found out now that I am also throwing money in Li Mo's games. Isn't this helping him make money?"

"good idea!"

   "I have a buddy who just plays technology, how about pulling him in?"

   "Fuck, do you still have buddies playing with technology? Are you playing with women's technology?"

   "Roll Nima coins!"

   At this moment, Ye Zhiqiang's cell phone rang. At first glance, it was his lawyer who called.

   "Hello, Lawyer Pan."

  Ye Zhiqiang's expression was relaxed at first, but then gradually became hideous, and asked with a dark face, "Do they really have?"

   After a while.

   "Young Master Qiang, what's wrong?"

   "Grass, it's over, someone recorded our conversation over there, and now bite us back!" Ye Zhiqiang kicked at the coffee table in anger, but it was himself who hurt.

   "Made, even this thing is against me!"

   "Ah.... what did lawyer Pan say?"

"The Korean star's brokerage company doesn't seem to want to cause trouble, so I'm cowardly, as long as the charges against the agent are withdrawn, it will be written off. It's the mainland boy who insisted that I compensate him for his mental damage and reputation damage, and then sued me in turn. For defamation, ask me to pay fifty million!"

   "He wants to be beautiful! What does he think he is?"

   "It's just a mainland boy with a little money, a pure bastard, and he is not from the same world at all, and you want to compensate him for the damage to his reputation?"

   The compliment of Ye Zhiqiang from the younger brother is always sweet, but listening to it now makes him annoyed.

   "Stop arguing, help me find a way, I don't want to disturb the old man at home, otherwise I will cut off my credit card again."

   As soon as these words came out, the little friends suddenly became extremely quiet.

   "Grass, when you pick up girls one by one, you have a lot of ingenuity, but now you have to think of a way to become dumb?"

   "Shall we go and beg him to let him go?"

   "Damn your uncle, what kind of bad idea is this? Let me go and beg that mainland boy, will I still use it to mix things up in the future?"

   Ye Zhiqiang laughed at the intelligence quotient of his good friend. He wanted face and tree bark. If he really apologized to Li Mo, his Ye Zhiqiang would become a joke in the second-generation circle of Xiangjiang.

   "Then what else can be done? We can't kill Li Mo, but it's all done by destroying the corpse."

   "How about... let's drag it out to the end? He won't stay in Xiangjiang for a long time, so let him sue, delay the lawsuit as long as he can, and seek reconciliation until he gets impatient?"

   Ye Zhiqiang hesitated, "Lawyer fees are very expensive."

   The little friends gritted their teeth, "You are strong, the big deal is that we can get together together. At most, we can shoot a few shots and soak a few young molds less."

   Ye Zhiqiang's eyes were slightly red, "Good brother, good brother for a lifetime!"

   Someone immediately suggested, "In this case, we can't lose our momentum to that mainland boy. Let's go to the concert and go to the concert!"

   "Good idea, can I still get tickets now?"

   "There are so many scalpers!"

   The four of them aggressively attacked the site of the Asia-Expo, and after buying tickets from scalpers, they entered the venue with murderous vigour.

  Kim Sooyoung just went to the entrance to see the audience's entry, and saw these four funny appearances.

   "Axi, how dare these guys come here?" Jin Suyong didn't dare to neglect, and quickly called for security guards to follow Ye Zhiqiang and the others, while he went to Li Mo.

   "What are you doing here? Are you here to demonstrate?" Li Mo couldn't help laughing and laughing. Fortunately, he wasn't ready to attack them.

   But when it was delivered to the door, Li Mo thought of a good idea for revenge as soon as the bad water swayed in his stomach.

After listening to    Kim Soo-yong, his face was embarrassed, "Will this make things bigger and affect the reputation of childhood?"

   "It's alright, anyway, it's better not to let people know that we did it. Director Kim doesn't want to take revenge, you don't want to do it, I can find someone."

  Kim Sooyoung gritted his teeth, "Done!"

  As the head of the manager of the agent when he was young, he has already made Jin Yingmin scolded for this turmoil. Except when he first joined the job, Jin Suyong has never been so humiliated.

   Ye Zhiqiang and the four were very unhappy when they were crowded among the fanatical fans. They came late, and even at the scalpers, they couldn't buy any good tickets.

   "Grass, are you talking about protesting? Whoever came up with a bad idea, I'm almost suffocated to death!"

   "Damn, I didn't expect that Ye Zhiqiang would also have such a day, huddled with these four-eyed turtle otaku, we usually ride their goddess!"

   "Young Master Qiang, hurry up and find out where that mainland boy is, it's rare to come here, and it'll be in vain if he doesn't see us!"

   Ye Zhiqiang frowned, reached out and patted the person sitting in front of him and said, "Four Eyes Boy, how much does your telescope cost, sell it to me!"

   "Not for sale!"

   "I'm looking for death, right? We're afraid we don't have any money? I'll give you a thousand glasses for a broken eyeglass, hurry up!"

   The four-eyed brother looked like a fanatical fan when he was young, and blushed and sprayed back, "Get out! Who scolded me for the four-eyed turtle just now?"

   "Yo, look at this little grumpy!"

   "You are a four-eyed turtle. You can only sit here for the rest of your life and **** after your so-called goddess. Believe it or not, I'll send them back tonight to play with one dragon and nine phoenix?"

   Ye Zhiqiang is obviously arrogant. If he can really do it, why would he be crowded with these otaku?

   Otaku are usually honest people, but when the dog is in a hurry, they will jump over the wall, let alone otaku?

   Ye Zhiqiang suddenly became the focus of the surrounding audience.

At this moment, someone from behind suddenly pointed at Ye Zhiqiang and shouted, "I know the four of them, my aunt is one of the translators of the youth team this time, and the four of them are the masterminds behind the smearing of the youth and being supported by others, come here today. He must be trying to make trouble!"

   "I just said that these four wonderful flowers are not pleasing to the eye?"

   While talking, someone threw a smelly shoe over and smashed it on Ye Zhiqiang's head.

   "Damn, who did it?"

   "I will ride your goddess later!"

   Ye Zhiqiang shouted angrily, at this moment, the audience was pitch black, and the concert was about to start.

Under the strange atmosphere, I don't know who made the move first, they surrounded it very tacitly, and pressed Ye Zhiqiang and the four to 'rub'...until the brilliant lights gathered on the stage, and the audience's mad cries , to completely cover up the four people's painful moans...