320 Non-Stop Phone Calls

The man was about 40 years old. He was too thin, so his cheeks were sunken. He had a short crew cut, a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, and a luxury watch on his wrist. His name was Mao Songping, and he was the big boss behind the Seven-Degree Bar. He was a very influential figure in Jingdu. His background was very complicated, and he was called ‘Master Mao’ by the people of the pugilistic world.

At that moment, a woman with a strong perfume smell was sitting on Mao Songping’s right leg. Her name was Sun Jiajia, and she was Mao Songping’s favorite woman for the past two years. She was in her thirties and was very beautiful, but her makeup was thick and she was slightly chubby. Mao Songping had a very special preference for women. He only liked one type, and that was slightly chubby mature women like Sun Jiajia!

At this moment, three bodyguards standing on both sides of the office. There were a total of six bodyguards, all of whom were over 1.9 meters tall and had strong backs and thick waists. They stood on both sides of Mao Songping’s desk and looked very ostentatious! Mao Songping was a person who liked to show off! The six bodyguards all looked at Jiang Tong, who was sitting on the chair opposite the desk, with dark expressions. They seemed to have surrounded Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong answered Zhou Jingyun’s call in front of these people. After hanging up the call with Zhou Jingyun, Jiang Tong put away her phone and looked at Mao Songping, who was sitting opposite her.

Mao Songping held the woman sitting on his lap with his right arm, his left elbow on the armrest of the boss’ chair, and a string of sandalwood bracelets in his hand. His thumb continuously moved onto the next bead on the bracelet, but his eyes were always on Jiang Tong, and his gaze was sharp.

“Friend, why don’t you just say it? Let’s not waste time here. If…” once Mao Songping spoke, his voice was very hoarse. This was because he smoked a lot, and he was a heavy smoker! However, before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Tong’s phone rang again.

It had been less than ten minutes since Jiang Tong had entered the office, but she had already received two calls. Before Zhou Jingyun, Xie Wenkai had called her once, and this was the third time! Jiang Tong took out her phone and saw that it was a call from Song Chengjun.

“Hello, Schoolmate Song.” Jiang Tong picked up the phone.

Mao Songping looked at Jiang Tong, who was picking up the phone again, and the flesh on his face trembled. There was a limit to his patience! He took a deep breath and put down the sandalwood bracelet. He picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. Sun Jiajia, who was sitting on his lap, immediately picked up a lighter and lit a cigarette for Mao Songping. Mao Songping took a deep puff and slowly blew out the smoke, his eyes fixed on Jiang Tong’s face.

“… You can post it. It’s fine.” Jiang Tong didn’t talk much with Song Chengjun. Song Chengjun wanted to meet her and have lunch with her before signing the contract. It was the contract for splitting the profits from the songs. They had previously agreed to sign the contract before the release of the song.

The day before yesterday, Jiang Tong had given Song Chengjun that song, but Song Chengjun did not release it. He did not have the ability to casually record and release songs. He had been recording for the past few days and had only recorded dozens of song samples. He even asked a group of friends to listen to it. He said that he was placing a lot of importance on this song, but in reality, he suspected that he could not sing well and wanted to pursue better results.

Today was finally the day that he would release a song. Song Chengjun wanted to look for Jiang Tong to sign the contract, but Jiang Tong was in Jingdu and could not return. Furthermore, the contract did not matter to Jiang Tong, so Song Chengjun could just release the song. After two or three minutes, Jiang Tong hung up the phone, put away the phone, and looked at Mao Songping again.

“I don’t know who gave you so much money to be so bold. You…” Mao Songping said again.

Ring ring ring…

Jiang Tong’s phone rang again! It was the fourth time! Jiang Tong took out her phone and saw that it was Wu Rong. She could guess that Wu Rong called wanting to have dinner with her.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Mao Songping suddenly squinted his eyes. His hand gently patted Sun Jiajia’s back, and Sun Jiajia stood up. Mao Songping suddenly took out a gun from the drawer and pointed it at Jiang Tong’s head, “Are you f*cking done yet? Huh? Are you playing with me? Why do you have so many calls on that stupid phone of yours? I’ll f*cking smash it, do you believe me?!” Mao Songping was extremely angry as if he was about to explode.

Jiang Tong, who was about to answer the phone, looked at Mao Songping with a natural smile on her face. Then, she frowned slightly. She put the phone on the table, stood up suddenly, and made a move! With a twist of their hands, the gun was now in Jiang Tong’s hands!

It was too fast, it was really too fast! No one could react in time!