These ugly words made Zhang Fucai couldn't bear it anymore. He burst into a foul language and would fight with Ye Cheng. Isn't that a little egg to hit the stone? Who is Cheng Ye, his muscles are strong, and Zhang Fucai has a fat body. I trembled after I went out, the picture was so beautiful.

Cheng Ye kicked it, and Zhang Fucai lay on the ground, looking like a dead pig.

Cheng Ye sat down again, smoking his big cigar, and sneered: "The last person who dared to provoke me has already gone to the deep sea to feed fish. You are such a fat man."

The men on the side whispered: "Master Cheng, this fat guy seems to be hard to beat, will he kill him?"

Cheng Ye chuckled, "Yes, I can't even beat a woman. If I were your editor in chief, I would be ashamed to death."

Master Cheng got up, walked to him, and squatted down.

He stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Fucai's pig face full of alcohol and wealth, and chuckled: "What I hate most is that married men take women to the house. You can play without marriage, but after you get married, you play with women. It's not right, now I'm here to look for my ex-wife in a fake fishy, ​​and don't laugh to death.

Ye Cheng was puzzled as he spoke, and kicked Zhang Fucai.

Zhang Fucai was particularly ashamed and angry. He was lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. He howled: "I let her."

Although he was so embarrassed and angry, Zhang Fucai softened his figure and said in a low voice, "Anyway, Liu Hong is a woman and she has a bad temper. Please bear with him if there is any offense."

Cheng Ye was quite satisfied and nodded: "This sounds like something a man said, but people are not with me. It's useless for you to stay low. Let's look elsewhere. Maybe Reporter Liu is talking with him. Men do hair."

He waved his hand to let the girl continue singing.

Master Cheng is bored and feels no fun anymore. Who knows that this dead pig is still passionate about that woman, what is good about that woman, her personality is not good, she is boring, and the whole person is lifeless.

Ye Cheng felt that it was a miracle that someone liked her. Of course, her hair-making skills were still good. Master Cheng was excited when he thought about it, and couldn't wait to dismiss the fat man.

He got up and said meaningfully: "If editor Zhang wants to play, all the consumption here will be my own. Play as much as you like."

When the others were about to leave, Zhang Fucai thumped and knelt down.

Everyone present was stunned.

There were a lot of people begging Cheng Ye, and there were a lot of people kneeling down, but this one was also the editor-in-chief of a major newspaper. How could he kneel down, and it was for his ex-wife, or the ex-wife who had a big fight.

Ye Cheng also found it interesting, and touched his head: "What does this mean, editor Zhang."

Zhang Fucai lowered his head, his voice was soft but firm: "Master Cheng, I know that Liu Hong has offended you. I will tell her not to offend Master Cheng and ask Master Cheng to let her go. As for me, what would Master Cheng think? That's it."

Cheng Ye laughed. Looking around: "What do I want this fat guy to do?"

The manager smiled secretly: "I'm afraid that nothing will work."

Cheng Ye kicked it over: "I heard it, it's useless to keep you, wasting food. Drag it out and drag it out. It's ugly to stay here, and it's not good."

After speaking, Master Cheng ignored him and went straight out.

He is going to see a major reporter now, he can't wait.