Sure enough, just as Liu Zhenying expected, before two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhenshu appeared in the lounge with Linxia Masaki, who was still in a coma, looking disgraced.

But this time, he didn't have the arrogance before, or he was acting like an international friend. He looked at Liu Zhenying, who was sitting on the sofa side by side with Qu Xiaojue, and who was sitting on the single sofa beside him.

Team Wang, his expression slightly showed a cautious flattery: "Kang Yejun, I heard that the press conference seems to have been postponed to the afternoon."

Liu Zhenying narrowed his eyes and smiled with his red lips: "Captain Zhenshu, since country r will not participate in the press conference, when will I hold it and need to report to you?"

"That's not what I meant."

Zhenshu responded quickly, even a little eagerly: "I just think that the external publicity said that Lin Xiajun would participate, so if he doesn't appear, will it have an impact on your reputation?"

Such hypocritical and pretentious words would naturally not make Liu Zhenying believe a single word of it.

She held the water glass and glanced at him casually. From the beginning to the end, she showed no sign of wanting to get up. She smiled softly as she spoke: "Captain Zhenshu is starting to worry about my reputation now? But it's a pity.

"My reputation has always been bad. I have been scolded several times online, so I don't mind adding to it again."

The understated voice was very cute and naive, but in Zhen Shu's eyes, it turned out to be a kind of exquisite beauty that was mixed with obedience and some kind of viciousness.

He couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly remembered something she once said.

[The next time you come to beg me, I won’t be so easy to talk to.]

For some reason, he suddenly regretted following Abe Haru's words so obsessively.

"Kang Yejun, I was just..."

"Zhang Zhu, see the guests off."

As soon as Zhenshu opened his mouth to explain, he heard Qu Xiaojue's low voice, so gentle that there was almost no malice audible: "I have indeed heard of the word waste utilization, but waste can be used once, but it cannot be turned into waste again and again.

Every time there is waste, kind people will pick it up and reuse it.”

The man's appearance at this time was so casual and arrogant that he even looked bad.

In addition, Zhang Netyi actually walked up to Zhen Shu, raised his hand and said "please".

Thinking about Lin Xia Zhengshu, who was still in a coma, and the unknown pill he swallowed, he crossed Zhang Netyi and rushed towards Liu Zhenying without thinking.

But this time, he did not dare to take action at all. Instead, when everyone was caught off guard, he knelt down in front of Liu Zhenying, put his hands on his knees, and lowered his head: "Kang Yejun, I solemnly apologize to you.

Please forgive me for my recklessness and immaturity today. Whatever you need me to do next, I will agree to it, as long as you can help me and Lin Xiajun."

Zhen Shu's move of kneeling down caught everyone unexpected.

But Liu Zhenying slowly tilted his head and looked at him innocently with a smile on his face: "But I gave you a chance."

"Kang Yejun..."

"What? Abe Haru refuses to help you?"

Hearing this, Zhenshu's expression condensed.

To be honest, Abe Haru was willing at first, but his operations later failed to achieve any results. Not to mention Hayashita Masaki, he didn't even open his eyelids, even the pill he swallowed.

, Abe Haru never explained what it was.

Zhenshu gritted his teeth: "Kang Yejun, I am willing to pay double the donation you mentioned, just as an expression of my apology."

"Oh, but I'm not short of money."

Zhenshu subconsciously echoed: "Then what do you lack?"

"The only thing I want to do now is to scare those who try to provoke me again and again, so..."
Chapter completed!