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Chu Jinyan then shifted his gaze to the sofa.

He walked over to the sofa with big strides, leaned over, and suddenly he struck out, firmly grabbing Zhang Fugui's chin, which was full of flesh.

There was a sudden hostility in his eyes, and he casually threw a CD on the coffee table: "Ah Zhuang, show him the CD."

He, Chu Jinyan, would not let him be a fool, and he would not know what was going on when he was about to die.

The videos were played quickly, and they were all restricted-level images.

The male lead is always Zhang Fugui who is tied up on the sofa.

The dates are different, and the women in the videos are different.From the beginning, it can be seen that the women brought by Zhang Fugui are all happy women, active and enthusiastic.

Later, it evolved into a few waitresses in the clubhouse. When their resistance and struggle were ineffective and the situation was a done deal, they finally wept secretly and endured it silently.Finally, tonight, first I tried to seduce a little girl in the clubhouse, and then I tried to molest Bauhinia...

Several videos recorded all the shameful things that Zhang Fugui had done in Yilin clubhouse in recent years.

Zhang Fugui watched, his eyeballs were about to fall out, and he couldn't believe he kept talking.

Chu Jinyan patted one side of his fat face, and tore off the hollow gauze covering his mouth.

"Mr. Chu, please forgive me..." Once he was able to speak, Zhang Fugui immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.

He is forty and seven this year, and he is already in his fifth year.

A small-scale real estate company was founded by finding a powerful and wealthy wife from her natal family.

His wife gave birth to him a boy and a girl. At the beginning, he was very contented, loved his wife and children, and was a good man who took care of his family.

But after being immersed in the market for more than ten years, he completely lost his nature and only thought about money, power and sex.Especially in recent years, he has been extravagant, proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and he is out of control.

If such a video is exposed, his life will be over.

So, how can he not be afraid?
Chu Jinyan stared at him coldly, then retreated slowly, and stood still one meter away: "Zhang Fugui, what do you think of our Chu's clubhouse? Is it your old den for prostitution?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly kicked up and kicked the old man's abdomen.

"Oh..." Zhang Fugui groaned in pain, the fat on his face trembling.

"This kick is for my high-end Yaju being defiled by you."

The light in Chu Jinyan's eyes seemed to be tempered with ice slag, more like a sharp and thin blade. He slowly retreated and kicked out again——

"Oh..." The old man curled up into a shrimp in pain.

"This kick was done for the female staff of Yilin, Zhang Fugui, you have the guts to dare to rape the female staff of my club?"

"No...Chu...Mr. Chu...forgive me...I...I...don't... dare again..." The fat old man raised his neck and begged in pain.

"Ah Zhuang..." Chu Jinyan slowly retreated again, staring at the old man fiercely and coldly, and he suddenly snarled.

Ah Zhuang walked quickly to Zhang Fugui's side with a blank expression, lifted his fat body, and made him lean on the sofa and kneel with his chest straight.

"Forgive me...I don't dare anymore...Forgive me...I don't dare anymore..." Zhang Fugui seemed to be frightened stupid, repeating this sentence in his mouth.

Chu Jinyan was merciless, and kicked up again. When he swung his legs, you could even see his long legs wrapped in western trousers full of tension. He felt more professional than A Zhuang and the others.

This kick hit Zhang Fugui's heart.

"Wow..." A stream of blood arrows sprayed out from the old man's mouth, splashing far away, followed by a sharp and piercing sound of sofa feet rubbing against the floor, the whole sofa and the people on the sofa Chu Jinyan kicked him a few meters away.

"Aww..." The old man rolled in pain, and rolled directly from the sofa to the floor, writhing with his knees bent, struggling like a dying fish.

"This kick was for my woman. You bold Zhang Fugui, dare to touch my woman, Chu Jinyan? That's right, let me tell you clearly, the Miss Ye who went out just now is my woman. You remember it clearly for me!!"

After finishing speaking, he lifted his legs gracefully and walked slowly to the side of the man lying on the floor twitching in pain.

A paper towel slowly floated on the old man's face, and when he lifted his shiny black pointed leather shoes, he stepped directly on that fat face.

One pushes hard, and the foot screams again.

The man Cen Leng's voice sounded like it came from hell: "Zhang Fugui, remember, I will not let you go bankrupt, let alone ruin your family. But if there is another time, or if something about tonight's incident leaks out Words, I will definitely let you play this life completely!!"

"Hmm..." Even though his face was contorted in pain, the old man kept hesitating, his eyes full of fear and begging for mercy.

Withdrawing his foot, Chu Jinyan stopped looking at him, turned around, and walked towards the door of the room: "Ah Zhuang, ask him which hand he touched Miss Ye, and let that hand go first, and the rest is up to you. Remember, leave him an old life."

"Yes, boss..."

Zhang Fugui's dead fish-like eyeballs were full of despair again.

The bright red from the corners of his mouth and even to his neck was still so glaring, but he knew that tonight's torture had just begun.

His eyes were filled with terror, and he really wanted to just pass out.

Chu Jinyan, as rumored outside, was not as cruel as usual.

The noble and elegant appearance well concealed the bloody tyranny lurking deep in his heart.

Once he exploded like this, it would be really unbearable for ordinary people.

A man, no matter ordinary or great, has a tyrannical and bloody side, which is the nature of a man.

Chu Jinyan was no exception.

It's just that, even if this man kicks people, he still kicks in a cool and handsome way.

In fact, he had wanted to teach the old man a lesson for a long time, and it was not implemented until today. How could he give up this opportunity to vent?

As soon as Chu Jinyan walked out of the suite, before the door could be closed, he heard the old man's distorted and painful voice, and he even heard the cracking sound of bones bursting.

He pursed his lips indifferently, closed the door, and walked out calmly.

When Chu Jinyan pushed open the door of the Purple Bamboo Pavilion, there were already people leaving for tea, and it was empty. He frowned, feeling a little lost in his heart.But looking back, he seemed to have given her three days, so he stopped thinking about it, quietly closed the door, and he walked out.

Later, when I met Amu and saw that the corners of his lips were damaged, Chu Jinyan couldn't help but sullen: "What? Did that old thing make things difficult for you?"

"Um, boss, don't think too much about it, I did it by accident." Amu raised his finger and touched the damaged place, a tinge of dark red appeared on his fair skin.

He didn't admit it, but Chu Jinyan knew it well, patted Amu on the shoulder, and comforted him, "I've wronged you, Amu."

"Boss, the most important thing is, this is our land card, he dare not do anything to me."

"Well, that's good, such an accident happened tonight, we have to think about how to deal with it tomorrow?"

"What the boss said is that Amu obeys the boss's orders."

"Very good, Amu, come with me."

The next day, an emergency call from Fujiwara Prefecture in Japan made Hiroshi Fujiwara unable to even have breakfast, so he took a private plane back to Osaka directly.

On this day, Chu Jinyan was restless in the Chu Group building, or, in other words, he was waiting for a call.

During the meeting, he was absent-minded and would look at his mobile phone from time to time; when signing documents, he would look at the black mobile phone on the table every once in a while; even when he was with clients for lunch, he would go out with his mobile phone every few minutes one trip...

Until four o'clock in the afternoon, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the phone, put his finger down and then raised it, repeated several times, and finally dialed a number.

Even when it comes to important cooperation projects, it's rare for you to see such a serious, dignified and aloof Chu Jinyan.

He was sitting in the boss's chair, leaning his upper body slightly, with his mobile phone next to his ear, pursing his thin lips lightly, like an awkward child begging for candy, expecting to get candy, but also putting on a haughty and noble air.

The moment the phone was connected, the corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were shining brightly. When the eyes were turning, it was like fireworks, looking handsome, enchanting and amazing.

"Hey, are you looking for Zijing? I'm sorry, she is in the locker room. If you are in a hurry, I can call her..."

Before the deep and mellow male voice finished, Chu Jinyan felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head, and he suddenly hung up the phone with a cold face.

He took a cigarette between his fingers and tilted his head. The cigarette hadn't been lit yet. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Stuffing the cigarette lighter into the drawer, he raised his face, looked towards the door, and spit out a word with his sexy thin lips: "Enter..."

Jenny walked in with several documents.

"President, just now Chanel (Chanel) counter called, saying that the evening dress you ordered three days ago has arrived and can be tried on." Putting the documents on the table, Jenny said.

"No, tell them, the money will be paid, and the dress will be at their disposal." Opening a document he just brought, he lowered his eyelids, unable to see any emotion on his face.

"Well, I'll do it." Jenny was not surprised by his backlash, she just sighed softly, as if she felt sorry for the hundreds of thousands of evening dresses.

Before Jenny could walk out the door, Chu Jinyan called her to stop again.

This time, Jenny was a little stunned, turned around, and looked at him with a touch of surprise.

"Jenny, call Miss Qiao Yaying and ask her to make preparations in advance. I will pick her up for the dinner at six o'clock." He continued expressionlessly.

"Okay, President." After being surprised, Jenny was able to calm down quickly.She knew that Chu Jinyan's mind was deep, who could figure it out?

But she vaguely understood in her heart that the CEO of her family must not have chosen Miss Qiao to accompany him to the business dinner tonight, but had chosen another woman.However, now it seems that the woman rejected Mr. President.

Jenny really couldn't figure out which ignorant woman actually rejected her handsome and outstanding CEO, couldn't it be Miss Ye?

Shaking her head slightly, Jenny stopped herself from thinking about it.