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"I have the right to refuse hosting!" Zhang Qizhi directly rejected Qian Xiaofeng with one sentence.
Han Yu is not only her boss, but also someone she loves. She absolutely cannot tolerate Qian Jia treating Han Yu like this.
"Are you looking for death?" Qian Xiaofeng's voice was as cold as a sharp knife, and he jumped directly onto the host stage.
"You'd better come down to me, if you dare to hurt a hair of our company's artists, I'll wring your head off!" Han Yu's cold voice followed.
Everyone couldn't help taking a breath.
Qian Xiaofeng's dominance is almost synonymous with Qian's behavior.
However, Han Yu was even more domineering, beyond everyone's expectations.
In their view, Han Yu at this moment is not like a businessman at all, but a cold-blooded killer.
"I'm just showing it to you!"
Qian Xiaofeng just wanted to make a move.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
The scorching bullet pierced through the icy air and flew out, brushing Qian Xiaofeng's face and leaving a burn on the latter's face. .
Everyone was stunned.
Qian Xiaofeng looked at Han Yu with lingering fear, and pointed out that the latter was holding an ivory gun, and the white barrel was facing him.
"This is a warning. If you dare to move a hair, I guarantee that the next shot will pass through your eyebrows!" Han Yu threatened nakedly.
"Presumptuous! This is the birthday banquet of the Qian family, the old man's birthday banquet, and you actually used a gun!" Qian Jianfeng was angry, pointing at Han Yu angrily, and said, "Don't think that you are the only one with a gun!"
"Tell your son to get out and don't touch my artist." Han Yu replied indifferently, his tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation.
"Put down the gun first!" Qian Jianfeng's expression was extremely ugly.
"You don't seem to have heard what you said clearly!" Han Yu's gaze was on Qian Jianfeng like a thousand swords.
Qian Jianfeng suddenly felt the huge pressure, subconsciously took two steps back, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaofeng, come down for me!"
Qian Xiaofeng jumped off the stage unwillingly, which was the greatest shame he had ever encountered in his life.
"Han Yu, you have to put down your gun!" Qian Jianfeng had already changed his address, calling Han Yu's name directly.
"Come down Zhang Qizhi, come to my side!" Han Yu said immediately.
"Han Yu, you have been treated too much. If she comes down, who will host it for me? According to the contract, you will pay liquidated damages!" Qian Jianfeng was angry.
"Compensation! I won't lose you a penny!" Han Yu replied lightly.
"Are you declaring war on the Qian family?" Qian Jianfeng's voice was low, but everyone could hear it. This sentence seemed to be tortured from the soul.
"It's up to you whether to declare war or not. I, Han Yu, have never been afraid of anything? Maybe I can also open a security company!" Han Yu replied lightly.
"You are so brave!" Qian Jianfeng slapped the table heavily, venting his anger.
Han Yu asked Zhang Qizhi to sit beside him, and said, "If you want to fight, you can always accompany me!"
The air is filled with the flames of war, as if the battle is about to break out.
"I'm the host, why don't I host it!" Suddenly a woman stood up.
Qian Jianfeng was silent. She knew this woman naturally. She was a supporter of Kyoto opera, and she could be regarded as a professional supporter. She understood that the host came forward to resolve the tense atmosphere.
Now what Qian Jianfeng faced was his own choice, take it as a step down, or die.
Looking at the time, it was almost 6:30, and my father was about to arrive at this time, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Han Yu! Today is my father's birthday, so you are lucky."
"Miss Hu has troubled you!"
Qian Jianfeng turned to bow to the host lady.
When Ms. Hu took the stage, she finally resolved a potential conflict, and she was relieved just now.
After taking a rough look at the hosting process, it can be regarded as clear.
"Now let's take a look at the birthday gifts that all the honored guests present gave to Mr. Qianxiong." After Ms. Hu finished speaking, the wall behind the host stage slowly moved, and then adjusted the face. .
I saw that the dazzling array of all kinds of treasures dazzled the viewers.
? Of course, the only slightly embarrassing thing is Qian Xiaofeng's ubiquitous innuendo. He got a card with two pigs on it, and marked it with a value of 10,000 yuan.
Han Yu has long been familiar with this kind of pediatric ridicule."Okay! Please enjoy yourself, Mr. Qian will be here in about ten minutes, and we can move on to the next part, the birthday ceremony for children and grandchildren!" Ms. Hu directly skipped the host speech, after all, the original host speech was also Qian Xiaofeng Designed, there are a lot of lines mocking Han Yu for sending pigs.
Qian Xiaofeng immediately became unhappy, and was about to speak, but was stopped by his father Qian Jianfeng: "That's enough, you want your grandpa to come, and no one will host it?"
"Damn it!" Qian Xiaofeng looked at Han Yu unwillingly, only to realize that many people looked at Han Yu sitting on the small table with envious eyes. After all, the big star Zhang Qizhi is simply an eye-catching weapon .
ten minutes later.
When Mr. Qian arrived, everyone subconsciously stood up to welcome him, or was led by Qian's family.
However, Han Yu sat firmly on the bench and squinted at this cruel and duplicity hypocrite.
I saw that Mr. Qian was seventy years old, and he still had black hair, and his skin was fairly tight. He looked like he was in his fifties. He wore gold-encrusted glasses, and he exuded a very gentlemanly and elegant air. field.
To be honest, if Han Yu didn't know what happened to Tong Xinyao and the scholar, it would be really difficult for Han Yu to associate such a handsome man in his seventies with the word brutal and cold-blooded.
Qianxiong, who was walking towards the host stage under the attention of all the people, found Han Yu by accident, and led him past with just a glance.
Han Yu didn't know what Qianxiong thought of him, he just wanted to take a good look at Qianxiong.
"Please ask the youngest son, Qian Jianfeng, to move the Longevity Chair in person. Qian Jianfeng congratulates his father. He will remain young forever and live forever!"
While Ms. Hu was reading her lines, Qian Jianfeng and his three brothers moved a dragon-carved chair onto the podium.
"My son has a heart!" Qianxiong sat on the Wanshou chair with a cool kidney picking.
Han Yu narrowed his eyes, looked at the two dragon heads on the two armrests Qianxiong let go, and smiled secretly: Longevity chair? This is the dragon chair!
Later, the sons and grandchildren of the Qian family also presented birthday gifts one after another.
In fact, Han Yu doesn't care what they give? But I hate the way these children and grandchildren sent out, kneeling to send
Is this really treating myself as an emperor?
"It's your turn for Qianyu! It's just you and me!" Qian Xiaofeng said sadly.
"Ready to record!" Qian Jianfeng said suddenly, and then a camera was aimed at Qian Yu.
Sure enough, he wanted to record it and send it to Qian Yu's mother, who wanted to piss off Qian Yu's mother to death! Han Yu's eyes became colder. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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