The man stammered and said: " Mr. Xiao, the reporter of Fruit Newspaper, please delete the photo. I was wrong. I will never follow you again. "
He raised his jaw slightly, his side face was strong, and his voice was low: " Let me ask you again, who asked you to take these photos? "
The man met his gaze, couldn't help but took half a step back, and because the driver was still holding his arm, he staggered, and a piece of paper fell out of his pocket.
Xiao Zhiyuan bent down, but the man desperately broke away from the driver, trying to pick it up first.
Xiao Zhiyuan sneered, punched him until the corner of his mouth split, bent down again, and picked up the piece of paper.
After looking at it ten times at a glance, he only felt that his heart became cold.
Whether he was kicked out o
