"Ajin..."

Gu jiuci's voice is cold.

"In!"

A quietly immediately excited answer, by the way to move their wrists, make joint cackle sound, she has got the meaning of Gu jiuci.

When Yang Xiuwen saw the action, his face suddenly changed. He subconsciously went around the back of the chair and kept a certain distance from ah Qian, stuttering nervously.

"You, you, you... What are you doing?"

Gu jiuci didn't even return his head for a moment, saying lightly.

"Fight it out."

"OK! I'll wait for you to say that! "

At that moment, every step she took seemed to be a giant's foot on the ground, and the ground would shake three times.

"What do you want to do? I'm going to call the police! "

He yelled at the top of his voice as he turned pale with fear.

"Alarm? The most important thing to call the police is that we are right. You threatened the victims. The police knew about this. Is Jiang Yuan's crime more serious? Add another one that doesn't want to repent, can it be sentenced for a few more months? "

A quietly face color does not change to walk to, a grasp Yang Xiuwen's neckline, Yang Xiuwen like a small weak chicken, was raised by her.

She has been staying with Gu jiuci for a long time now, and she has learned that it's a slip.

"You know, I'm beating you now, which is called self-defense. Who let you break into jiuche entertainment and threaten me?"

A quietly carries Yang Xiuwen to the left and right and shakes, just as a thing falls from Yang Xiuwen's cuff, it is a recording pen!

"Good! I can't let you go! "

At the moment of seeing the recording pen, a quietly stepped on it, and then Yang Xiuwen's miserable cry came from the conference room.

Gu jiuci put on the earphone, walked out calmly, just walked a few steps, the expression of the big boss on her face changed for a second, holding her old waist, all the five senses were tangled in pain.

No, she still needs some medicine. Strange? Why does it hurt so much all of a sudden?

"Don't I have too few vitamins recently? No, no, it's important to recover. Take the medicine quickly! "

Thinking of this, Gu jiuci quickened his pace and walked towards his bedroom.

Ten minutes later,

Yang Xiuwen's face and nose were bruised and thrown out of the building like garbage.

He grinned and stood up in pain. Finally, he was not in the territory of jiuche entertainment. His eyes were staring at the four words of jiuche entertainment.

"Gu jiuci, do you really think I can't kill you?"

"President Yang, what's the matter with you? Do you want to go to the hospital? "

At this time, the assistant waiting downstairs rushed up nervously and helped Yang Xiuwen to get on the car.

"Mr. Yang, aren't you going to plead? Is that Gu always so impersonal? I beat you like this. Shall we call the police? "

The assistant didn't know what was going on and asked from the perspective of normal people's thinking.

"A fart cop?! Get out of here! "

At the thought that the police could not stop Gu jiuci, but was not good for him, Yang Xiuwen's face suddenly became very ugly.