Zhou Xiaoning shouted several times before he found that the other party had already hung up the phone. He bit his lip tightly and called back unwillingly, but no one answered the phone.

As he was playing, Zhou Xiaoning also called. When Zhou Xiaoning saw it, he seemed to see a savior and hurriedly answered the phone: "Dad, I..."

"No need to say anything, I already know." A thick voice sounded from the receiver, interrupting Zhou Xiaoning's voice, "Oh, during this period, you should go home and take a break first, don't show up outside."

"Dad, you, what do you mean?" Zhou Xiaoning was happy to see my call. With his methods, he would definitely help him solve the problem, but who would have thought that in the end he would say this.

It was like a basin of cold water pouring over, pouring Zhou Xiaoning into a cool heart.

"Xiaoning, you've been crazy enough outside and have been fun enough. It's time to go home."

"Dad, I don't want to go home. I haven't had enough fun yet!" Zhou Xiaoning was extremely aggrieved and shouted in anger, "Dad, you are an old man in the circle. They will definitely sell your face. Tell them, don't let them terminate the contract with me..."

"Xiaoning, don't talk about it anymore. I can't do anything about this. If you are willful, maybe even I will be implicated by you. Do you want to see this happen?"

A lonely and unwilling voice sounded in the receiver, and there was a hint of lament mixed in it, as if the owner of the voice had suddenly become ten years older.

Zhou Xiaoning was stunned and couldn't speak. If my father was finished, then he would be a big fool? He wouldn't finish it. At least there was a big tree behind him, but if that big tree collapsed, then he would be really finished!

"Dad, what happened?" Zhou Xiaoning said dejectedly, like a shriveled balloon. He really didn't understand why this happened suddenly.

The poor child still can't imagine the great cause and effect.

"Oh, Xiaoning, it's my fault for speaking. I usually dote on you so much that I let you do whatever you do. I don't know which of the things you do? But I pretended to be invisible. I didn't expect that retribution would come so quickly."

Zhou Xiaoning regretted and sighed repeatedly, "You have been so angry that you can't mess with someone today. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'll ask your Uncle Wang to pick you up. Before that, do you honestly tell me? Did you hear it?"

"I understand, dad." Zhou Xiaoning answered mechanically, not knowing how he hung up the phone.

After accidentally glimpsing Zhang Dashen's figure, Zhou Xiaoning's body shook suddenly and his eyes widened. He finally understood that the culprit of all this was Zhang Tian!

The two phone calls Zhang Tian made before were not pretending to be a fool, but was actually talking to the boss of Tianlai Entertainment Company. Isn’t Brother Zhuang like he said Zhuang Qiangsheng?

"Who are you?" Zhou Xiaoning asked gritted his teeth, his face full of shock and reluctance. A phone call can make him doom, and even my own son can only swallow his breath. What is this person's identity?

"I am Mudan's friend." Zhang Dashao said calmly, "Don't harass Mudan in the future, otherwise I'm not polite to you."

Zhou Xiaoning's face changed. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been threatened by someone pointing at the nose like this. But thinking about what happened, Zhou Xiaoning knew that the person in front of him was someone he could not afford to offend. He gritted his teeth, said nothing, and turned around and strode away.

"Mudan, it's getting late, so it's time for me to go back." Mr. Zhang looked at him and there was no need to be here, so he could not be watched frequently as if he was a monkey. He greeted Mudan and wanted to leave.

"Oh, Zhang Tian..." Mudan seemed to have something to do and suddenly called Master Zhang.

"Myon, what else is there?" Zhang Dashao turned around.

Peony seemed to want to speak but stopped, but after hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's okay, you go back first and contact you later."

Mr. Zhang nodded and did not continue to ask. Since Mudan didn't say it, then don't say it, and turned around and left.

Just as Young Master Zhang left, the hall immediately exploded. Everyone came up to surround the peony. They were whining and talking nonsense, and they were asking about Mr. Zhang there.

After all, a call made Zhou Xiaoning doom and slapped Zhou Xiaoning in the face unscrupulously in public. These awesome and coquettish performances are really domineering.

"Mudan, who is this Zhang Tian?" Sister Hong was even more curious and asked repeatedly.

At first she thought that Young Master Zhang was a local bun and wanted to climb the high branch of Peony, but now Sister Hong knew that she was wrong. Maybe the opposite was true. That local bun was Mudan's backstage.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm tired, you guys continue playing, I'll go and rest." Mudan was a little upset, and she said casually and left.

No one expected that this opening ceremony would eventually turn into this result. The male lead was kicked out by the entertainment company. Both the investor and the issuer produced the producers were extremely angry and left.

Of course, Mr. Zhang was not aware of what happened after this, and even if he knew about it, he would not take it seriously.

At this moment, he was sitting leisurely in the taxi, leaning lazily on the backrest.

"Young man, where are you going?" the brother in front asked with a smile.

"Go..." Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang suddenly felt a feeling of being locked up by someone. He knew that someone was peeking at him!

He suddenly turned back and looked back, and his spiritual sense swept, and Young Master Zhang found nothing. The other party should be aiming at him with a telescope or sniper rifle. Young Master Zhang's spiritual sense could not have been scanned so far.

"Hey, young man, where are you going?" The brother was a little impatient and asked again.

"Sorry, I suddenly didn't want to go anywhere." Mr. Zhang said, and opened the car door and ran out.

"Grass, crazy!" The brother was stunned and cursed.

On the roof of a thirty-story building three streets, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and black leather gloves, with yellow hair, was a foreigner standing proudly, and in his hand was a telescope.

He was originally staring at Mr. Zhang with his old mouth, looking proud, but suddenly, the target in the scope actually looked back at himself.

"Shit!" The foreigner was suddenly shocked and cursed incredibly, "That boy can't notice him, right?"
Chapter completed!