Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

"Don't worry, Director Tang. I am a weak woman and I won't do anything to you."

Director Tang's heart skipped a beat, his hands trembled, and now he was even more frightened...

Qi Yuan waved to Director Tang and shook off the powder in his hand, "Director Tang, you don't need to worry too much about your family's problems."

Director Tang carefully sat down and looked at Qi Yuan secretly.

"The power struggle between you and your second brother is, to put it bluntly, like a stone in my hand."

Director Tang tilted his head: "Easy to resolve?"

Qi Yuan: "Both sides suffer."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan spread his hand and pointed at the skin scratched by the stone, "The effects of force are mutual."

Director Tang's head was covered with black lines. Qi Yuan's hand was scratched with a small cut of one millimeter and a mark. He was afraid that if he stared at it for another two seconds, the cut would heal.

"Then what should I do?"

"According to common sense, you can't defeat your second brother." Qi Yuan changed his tone, "But sooner or later, everything in the Tang family will be yours."

"What? Do you have any idea?" Director Tang sneered, his heart tightening and it might collapse at any time.

"Your second brother is not a child of the Tang family."

As soon as he finished speaking, Director Tang stood up suddenly and his stool fell to the ground. Director Tang stared at Qi Yuan closely, "You——"

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers, and said in a smooth voice, "It's just a basic operation, calm down."

Director Tang's eyes were treacherous: "In that case, is there any way to save my second brother?"

The Tang family has a good reputation and will never allow problems with blood relations. The best outcome for the second brother is to be removed from the Tang family; the worst outcome is to be dealt with secretly and announce to the public that he died unexpectedly.

Qi Yuan: "Pay first. And once the transaction is completed, there will be no refunds."

Director Tang moved quickly and transferred 10,000 yuan according to the card number given by Qi Yuan.

"It's very simple. Your second brother doesn't need your help." Qi Yuan looked pitifully, "The Tang family doesn't dare to mess with the identity behind your second brother. You just need to let nature take its course."

She had already given Tang Jingchen a solution, and it would naturally be resolved if he didn't go out that day.

After speaking, Qi Yuan repeated very seriously: "The transaction has been completed and there will be no refunds."

Director Tang: "..."

Outside the studio, Qi Yuan was pushed out of the room, and with a bang, the door was closed tightly.

Qi Yuan: "..."

She opened his mind!

Is there anyone who treats a benefactor like this?!

[Host, when will you become a human being?]

Qi Yuan was furious and hit the system hard: "This young master is not a human being!"

After speaking, both sides fell into silence.

The sky was dyed with ink, dim and dark, with patches of darkness, and lightning and thunder, which shook people's minds from time to time.

Qi Yuan returned to the living room, and Bai Fan walked towards her with a glass of water, with a hypocritical smile on his face, pretending to be a gentleman and gentle.

Qi Yuan paused in her steps, her lowered hand clenched suddenly, and her fist became hard again.

If Gou Tiandao hadn't allowed it, she would have beaten Bai Fan to death right now.

[Host, how do you know that the law of heaven does not allow it? 】

"Gou Tiandao is a dull gourd, and his way of losing his temper is always thunder and rain. If I dare to kill Bai Fan, Gou Tiandao can rain continuously for a month, and then humanity will be greeted by a catastrophe."

She is the Young Lord God, the patron saint of the small world.

She must love her people as her own children.

[Host! Bai Fan is also a person from the small world. If you love your people like your own children...]

Qi Yuan spoke sternly, "What should I do if my child becomes disabled? Of course I will give him a beating. If one meal is not enough, I will give him another beating."

【...As long as you are happy.】

Anyway, if the task is not completed, the host cannot go back.

Young people, you have to hit the wall before you can look back~

Bai Fan handed the water cup to Qi Yuan with a dazzling smile, "Xuan Yuan, this is the water Teacher Tang asked me to leave for you. Drink it and go to bed."

Bai Fan stared at the water glass. There was something in the water in it. The cartilage powder produced by the system was so strong that after just one sip, he lost all his strength.

Bai Fan's eyes were dark, and his smile gradually became obscene. He wanted to enjoy Qi Yuan's taste.

Qi Yuan stretched out her hand, took the water glass, and sprinkled the water on the ground under Bai Fan's gaze. She raised her head and saw Bai Fan's surprised eyes, smiled slightly, her eyes were cold, raised her fist, and hit Bai Fan.

[Host, take it easy, don’t beat him to death, be careful of the policeman.]

Qi Yuan pursed her lips and her movements were obviously lighter. She is a good child and should not enter the police station again.

And...she loves her people like her own children.

Qi Yuan looked at Bai Fan on the ground. He had passed out and his face was covered in bruises and bruises. It was really ugly.

Qi Yuan's face was expressionless, he made up for himself, and muttered, "I'll report Jiang Sui's two stores when I get back, and I'll make up for my merits."

Best of both worlds.

【……】

Qi Yuan carried Bai Fan to the sofa, ignored him, and went straight upstairs.

Have a good night's sleep.

The next day, netizens waited until 7:10 and still had not waited for the broadcast to start. Impatient netizens rushed directly to Director Tang's Weibo.

Director Tang was upset when he saw the comments, so he closed Weibo and walked to the courtyard.

The weather has returned to fine weather, and the sky is a clear blue. When I look up, my mood feels as if it has been washed away, and I feel particularly relaxed.

Director Tang took a deep breath. Thinking of the calls from the boss's secretaries last night, he still felt frightened and couldn't help but have a headache.

Director Tang entered the living room, where several people were making soy milk. Qi Yuan was still in a daze, holding a cup of soy milk and drinking it slowly.

When Tommy saw Director Tang come in, he was a little curious, "Director Tang, I heard from the camera guy that there will be no live broadcast today. What's going on?"

Qi Yuan pinched her fingers and frowned. She couldn't figure out anything. She called out the system, "What happened?"

【Host, keep the mystery alive.】

Director Tang waved his hand, and now there was a tall man in black, black and green, holding several tickets in his hand, and distributed them to Tommy and others, leaving only Qi Yuan.

"The last variety show has come here with you all. The air tickets have been bought for you. The crew's car is parked outside the hospital. Please pack up and don't delay your flight."

Qi Yuan: "..."

She lowered her head and looked at the soy milk in her hand. She...should be one of 'everyone', right? Why isn't there hers?

Director Tang looked directly at Qi Yuan and said, "Miss Qi, there is something else I need your help with. Please leave later."

The word 'you' immediately shut up the doubtful people. I had long heard that Director Tang was a powerful person, so it was not easy to hear the word 'you' from his mouth.

Only Bai Fan, with a sinister look in his eyes, glanced at Qi Yuan, stood up and went upstairs without saying a word.

Qi Yuan sat on the sofa, holding soy milk, watching everyone leave, watching the living room and courtyard return to peace.

Director Tang was sitting on the sofa, Qing Jun's face was serious and solemn, "Miss Qi, some people want to see you later."

Qi Yuan finished drinking the soy milk and nodded, "Okay."

She couldn't figure out her own fate, so she was more curious about who wanted to see her, and even let the young master of the Tang family use words of honor for her.

Outside Lu Town, cars were approaching one after another. The black convoy was like a long queue, low-key, serious and full of momentum.

People were blocked in the distance and couldn't get close. They looked out curiously, what happened? How could so many big figures come to their remote mountain village at once?