Three days later.

  Oleg’s violent behavior continued, and the program team did not report the crime, allowing him to continue to behave.

   Just when Oleg became angry, Shu Cheng sent him an invitation to meet.

  In the high-class meeting room on the top floor, Oleg and Shu Cheng are sitting opposite each other.

  Oleg is very different from what Shu Cheng imagined. Unlike the tall and tall African men, Oleg is a naturally short, black, short, and ugly man.

  What makes him even uglier is his taste. Shoes made of leopard print, tights, flowered shirts, and all kinds of unacceptable things that make him aesthetically unacceptable appear on Oleg's body.

  Shu Cheng took a photo of Oleg openly and posted a v-blog.

  【Shu Chengv: Men wear and step thunder single products gathered together, everyone learned a lesson, who wears who will return fans. [/Smile][/picture]】

  【Tang Jun: Hahahaha, this picture is really hot eyes, male god, did you deliberately? ? ? It's too much! Killing me! 】

  [An Sleeping: It seems that the male **** himself took the photo. Wouldn’t you feel hot eyes when you sit in front of such a person? Hahaha, cry for you for a second. 】

  [It scares me to death, those leopard print shoes are simply disgusting. I was so scared that I shuddered. 】

  【Fuck! The standard makes people complain about the aesthetic! 】

  【I'm so scared, I really respect him as a man who has all the very ugly items on himself. 】

  【What the **** is this, male god! To make it clear, our fans don't have such a taste. 】

  ……

  Shu Cheng looked at the comment and twitched his mouth.

  Oleg looked at Shu Cheng suspiciously, completely unaware of what happened.

  He randomly found a place to sit down and said to Shu Cheng in English: "Shu Cheng, I have heard of your name, and I have heard of your name, Rong Junyi, he is very famous in the underworld."

   "Just know." Shu Cheng raised an eyebrow triumphantly.

"But why do you want to participate in this nosy? I have nothing to do with the program crew. Anyway, no matter who owns the copyright of the program, you still get the pay." Oleg wondered. He looked at Shu Cheng puzzledly, hoping that he could give himself a satisfactory explanation.

  Shu Cheng picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, raised his eyebrows and looked at Oleg, then replied in fluent English: "I do everything depends on my mood."

  Oleg sat on the spot in a daze, suddenly wondering what to say.

Then, Shu Cheng ate a piece of candy and continued to speak: "I am not here to bargain with you today. I am here to warn you and stop your disgusting means, otherwise it will make me feel bad and I will let you , And the people behind you, can't eat it and walk around."

   Shu Cheng spoke handsomely and evilly.

  Oleg's face suddenly became gloomy. He was afraid of the Shucheng forces, but he didn't want to admit it now. He tried his best to make this show in Africa.

   "Shu Cheng, a small show is so important to you? Being an enemy of them is better than being an enemy of me, right?" Oleg continued.

Shu Cheng’s lazy voice floated in the air: “I said, I’m not here to bargain with you, I’ll let you know. Within three days, I will compensate for all the equipment that was smashed before, and return it to the program group. The land leased in Africa has allowed a new issue of "Fast Forward" to be re-shot."