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Chapter 843 She can't control it

Chapter 843 She can't care

In general, Rong Jun is now doing more and more tourism business in Ningzhong City. It can be said that it has occupied a large part of Rong Jun's income. The monthly kickbacks and the money paid by the tour guide are not small.

But now, will it be exposed by the media?

Of course, Rong Jun would not allow such a thing to happen. No media can expose it, even if it comes to investigate, Rong Jun would not allow it!

Sitting on this Mercedes-Benz business, Rong Jun called out one by one.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Rongjun came downstairs of a building.

Under this building, all Land Rover cars were parked. When Rongjun arrived, the doors of the Land Rover were all opened, and one strong man after another walked out of the car and said hello to Rongjun.

"Brother Rong!"

"Brother Jun!"

"Hello Brother Jun!"

There were nearly a hundred big men present.

Rong Jun nodded with satisfaction. He looked at the building above his head and heard from the newspaper that it was the seventh floor of the building, a media called Guangming Pao, who wanted to expose it.

Rong Jun waved his hand and walked upstairs with nearly a hundred people in a mighty manner.

The security guards in the building didn't dare to say anything when they saw hundreds of people rushing in.

Rong Jun pressed the elevator, sorted out his shirt, stood at the elevator entrance and waited. All the strong men rushed to the seventh floor through the stairs.

When Rongjun called the elevator and came to the seventh floor, nearly a hundred strong men were all in place.

A sign with the words "Guangming Pao Society" is hung in front of an office door inside.

A little brother stood at the door with his head bent over and dared not raise his head.

Rong Jun strode over.

"Mr. Rong, you are here." When the younger brother saw Rong Jun, he hurriedly said hello, but his face was not as happy as a savior, but was full of bitterness.

I know very well that the person sitting inside is the helmsman of the Lin family. Although Young Master Rong is quite powerful, he is still incomparable to the helmsman of the Lin family. After all, Young Master Rong also relies on the big tree of Lin family to enjoy the shade.

When Rong Jun saw the little brother's timid appearance at the door, he was so angry that he didn't slap him. He slapped him in the face, "How did you do things? How did you make the reporter get in? Are you there?"

"In...inside." The younger brother pointed to the business door tremblingly.

Rong Jun sneered and kicked open the business door.

Rong Jun had already thought about it. When he saw this Guangming newspaper, he would not say much nonsense. He would first let the people he brought to teach the newspaper a lesson, but when the business door was kicked open, Rong Jun was also a little stunned.

In the hall of Guangming Newspaper, dozens of strong men were all kneeling on the ground, looking scared. Even if Rong Jun came in, he just subconsciously glanced at him and then immediately lowered his head.

Rong Jun frowned and looked around. Except for the little brother who had been kneeling on the ground for dozens of seconds, he took a deep breath. Rong Jun shouted: "When did we, Lin, be bullied like this?"

"Lin Family? Can you represent Lin Family?" A disdainful voice sounded, and Zhang Xuan slowly walked out from a corner.

When Rong Jun saw Zhang Xuan, his eyes were full of doubts. He had been in Ningzhong City and was about to run the Lin branch of Ningzhong City into his own independent company. Naturally, he did not know Zhang Xuan, the husband of Lin President.

Rong Jun looked up and down at Zhang Xuan. When he saw Zhang Xuan's miscellaneous clothes, he sneered, "I can naturally represent Lin. What kind of cat or dog are you?"

Of course, the clothes on Zhang Xuan are not miscellaneous brands, but Rong Jun has never seen these expensive private brands. After all, some top designers are designing clothing for the royal family.

"Oh? Since you can represent Lin, why not tell me about your robbery behavior? Did Lin give you permission to do it?" Zhang Xuan pulled out a chair, sat down, raised his legs and looked at Rong Jun with a smile.

Rong Jun frowned even more. He was only twenty-three years old this year. At his age, he had his current status. Rong Jun had a sense of arrogance from the bottom of his heart. No matter where he went on, he was the absolute protagonist. Among the people he came into contact with, no peer dared to show any high attitude in front of him. Zhang Xuan was the first.

"Boy, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Tell me, how do you want to solve this problem today!" Rong Jun glanced at the tour guide kneeling in the corner of the room and glared at him fiercely.

The tour guide had already been trembling all over.

"It's very simple." Zhang Xuan shrugged, "I've asked people from Yinzhou Lin's family. People from Yinzhou Lin's family are not aware of what happened here. They are all your leaders, right? We have received a lot of reports. As long as you can give the compensation you deserve to be bullied by you, we can not expose you."

"Just." Rong Jun smiled disdainfully, "Boy, don't you ask, who I am? I'm afraid you will expose it? Even if you go to Yinzhou and find Lin Qinghan, she will come here, and dare to say something to me?"

"Oh?" Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows with interest, "So, Lin Qinghan from Yinzhou doesn't know what you did? In this way, you dare to hold the title of Lin?"

"Grass!" Rong Jun cursed, "Boy, tell you the truth. What I want to do. That bitch named Lin can't care about it. Today, I will give you two choices. First, you took the initiative to delete the things you photographed. I think this has never happened. Second, I buried you here today. Who dares to say that?"

Rong Jun strode towards Zhang Xuan, stretched out his index finger with his right hand, and pressed against Zhang Xuan's head. Outside the door behind him, there was a strong man with a fierce face of nearly a hundred meters.

Zhang Xuan chuckled and suddenly raised his hand.

Before Rong Jun could react, Zhang Xuan had already grabbed Rong Jun's index finger and then stroked it hard.

I heard a "click" sound.

"ah!"

Rong Jun, who was already making harsh words, let out a heart-wrenching scream, his index finger was completely broken by Zhang Xuan. The pain was not something he, a rich young master, could bear.

Rong Jun's face was pale, his forehead was covered in sweat instantly. He looked at his index finger, which had been deformed, and kept sucking in air conditioning.

"I'll give it a reminder." Zhang Xuan was still sitting there, crossing his legs with a smile on his face, "When you speak, be careful and don't let me hear anything bad!"

"Caughter! Grass!" Rongjun sucked while snoring, "Boy, do you dare to touch me! Are you provoking Lin!"

"Provoke the Lin family?" A female voice rang out from a room inside. Lin Qinghan slowly walked out of the inner room. "Rong Jun, your behavior is no longer related to the Lin family."
Chapter completed!
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