Chapter 1218: Meat and female characters conquer the dark night emperor 14
It's just singing, Shu Ange really doesn't panic, she holds the microphone and smiles: "Please order a song."
Zhao Wanrong looked at Song Jiaoyang with misty eyes, and suggested in a soft voice: "Jiaoyang, I want to listen to German songs, okay?"
"Okay," Song Jiaoyang squeezed Zhao Wanrong's chin, kissed it in front of everyone, then raised his head to look at Shu Ange, "sing a lyrical German song, if you can't even meet this requirement, maybe your manager should give it to me A confession."
Yes, another person who thinks that if he has money, he can make the sun revolve around him. Song Jiaoyang and Zhao Wanrong wanted to make things difficult for Shu Ange, but unfortunately their request was not too simple for her.
"Okay, please enjoy the song "esisteschneegefallen"."
After Shu Ange finished reading the song in fluent German, he played the accompaniment and sang leisurely.
As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone in the field was shocked. No one dared to believe that an ordinary singer could sing such a beautiful German song casually.
Some people stared at the big screen, trying to identify whether Shu Ange was joking or if he really could sing this song.
When Shu Ange was concentrating on singing, someone took a mobile phone to search for songs and found the original song of the song.
The mournful and beautiful original song completely overlapped with Shu Ange's voice. Those who were a little shocked at the beginning were completely stunned.
After singing, Shu Ange held the microphone, lifted her hair, and asked confidently, "What do you want to listen to the next song?"
Zhao Wanrong originally wanted Shu Ange to make a fool of herself in front of everyone, but she didn't expect to make her stand out. She stared at her choppy breasts.
After being silent for a while, she rolled her eyes and came up with another bad idea. Zhao Wanrong covered her lips with her eyes, and looked at Shu Ange and said proudly, "Sing a song "Little Man Waist", that's it The first 'Three hundred and sixty-five seconds makes you unbearable' Internet song."
The lyrics of this song are very ambiguous, and not everyone present has heard it. Shu Ange knew that Zhao Wanrong had bad intentions, but still adjusted the accompaniment.
The rhythmic melody sounded, and Shu Ange put the microphone to his lips and began to sing the song.
Songs full of seductive hints were sung fresh and refined by her. Zhao Wanrong stared at Shu Ange, and did not see a trace of shyness and discomfort on her face.
Shu An sang candidly, and the audience, who had become a little restless after hearing these lyrics, slowly returned to normal.
As soon as the song was over, Shu Ange asked as usual, "What else do you want to sing?"
Zhao Wanrong was about to speak, when Song Jiaoyang held her hand and shook her head, she pursed her lips and said nothing.
"You sing well, I will give you two glasses of wine."
As soon as Song Jiaoyang finished speaking, the accompanying staff poured two new glasses of wine diligently.
"I'm sorry, drinking hurts my throat. I'm a resident singer, not a drinker."
Shu Ange's rebuttal, neither humble nor arrogant, made Song Jiaoyang's complexion change. He believed that he was quite a person, and he still had a little face in a place like Yunni Business Club.
Being swept away in public, Song Jiaoyang was naturally very unhappy. He stood up and walked to Shu Ange with a wine glass and two bodyguards. With a cold smile on his face, he said, "Will you drink? You don't toast or drink fine wine."
Shu Ange took a step back and returned with a very firm attitude: "I don't drink."
Song Jiaoyang showed a ferocious look on his face, and instructed the people around him: "Grab her arm."
Of course, Shu Ange will not be slaughtered obediently. Her dexterous cat waist escaped the attack of the two, and then pressed the distress button on her body, and reported rationally and calmly: "This is Box 905, I'm in trouble, please hurry up. Send someone to support."
Before she could finish her words, the two men rushed towards her again. Singer Shu An pressed against the table, kicked one of them in the waist, and the other fell to the ground with a scream.
Song Jiaoyang was enraged when he saw this, he waved his big hand and gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, come with me, you must catch her!"
There were eight or nine people sitting in the room, except Song Jiaoyang and Zhao Wanrong, who rushed towards Shu Ange with their teeth and claws.
On the other hand, after receiving the distress signal from Shu Ange, the security staff reported to each other, and finally reported to the manager of the club well.
Manager Jing was tremblingly reporting to the legendary big boss, when he suddenly received this news and his soul was about to fly.
"Seventh Master, something happened in the box on the ninth floor. The security guards have already passed by. Please rest assured, our Yunni Business Club will never allow an employee to be threatened or harmed!"
"Oh, who's looking for something?"
Ren Qixian's voice was steady and cold, and the sweat on Manager Jing's forehead rolled down.
"Song Jiaoyang, the executive president of the troublesome Fengyu Company, was made trouble by the singer Hanxiao - whose real name is Xia Lingli."
Hearing this familiar name, Ren Qixian rubbed the green jade wrench on his finger, and suddenly said, "Interesting, I want to see if the person who dares to make trouble in Yunni has three heads and six arms."
Manager Jing was stunned for a moment, and after realizing the meaning of the big boss's words, he warmly invited him: "This subordinate will take the seventh master to the 905 box for inspection."
Ren Qixian nodded slightly, agreeing to his proposal.
It was less than three minutes before Shu Ange asked for help, and two security personnel had already entered the door.
With the security present, Song Jiaoyang's people restrained a little, but they were still staring at Shu Ange one by one.
"Smile, are you okay? What happened?"
The two security guards who came here to learn about the situation have a good relationship with Shu Ange in private, so they are very concerned about whether she has any trouble with me.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine. These guests are forcing me to drink, but I haven't succeeded yet."
Hearing that someone forced Shu Ange to drink, the security guard Xiao Zhang angrily said, "Please respect yourself, our Yunni Business Club is a serious place, without those messy services."
Song Jiaoyang laughed and motioned the secretary to open the handbag. Then he grabbed a handful of brightly-colored banknotes and slammed them on the two security guards with an arrogant attitude, "I didn't have this service before, but now I have it."
The two security guards took a step back, their expressions solemn, and they didn't even look at the money on the ground, let alone follow Song Jiaoyang's words.
Zhao Wanrong leaned on Song Jiaoyang's body and pretended to persuade Shu Ange: "Lingli, ah, no, I should make you smile. The two of us misunderstood too deeply before, why don't we take this opportunity to get drunk and get rid of thousands of sorrows and have a drink. Bar."
The original owner was at a loss after drinking a glass of wine because he trusted Zhao Wanrong too much.
The scene reappeared, the corner of Shu Ange's mouth rose, and he walked to the coffee table step by step.
Zhao Wanrong looked at her proudly, waiting for Shu Ange to compromise for money.
[I'm so sleepy, everyone go to bed early, I will update as soon as possible tomorrow]