He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 420 - : You still have anything to say now? _1
Chapter 420: You still have anything to say now? _1
“How could you swear at people?”
Ma Xiaoming didn’t expect Tang Feng to turn hostile just like that, and he immediately protested.
“Because you deserve it. If you don’t get lost now, you believe I won’t smack you?” Tang Feng had long found this kid annoying, and now he had the audacity to try to extort him.
“Fine, fine, fine, you’re finished. If I don’t expose your store, I’ll take your last name.”
Pointing at Tang Feng’s nose, Ma Xiaoming threatened, then turned his head toward the two people in charge of filming, “Did you get all that on tape?”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Ming, we’ve got everything,” the two replied anxiously.
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“Please delete the video, or don’t force me to get physical,” Tang Feng turned and roared at the two.
Far from being intimidated, the two continued to use their phones to capture Tang Feng’s rage.
This was exactly the material they needed.
As long as they posted the footage of Tang Feng losing his temper online, they wouldn’t even need to guide the narrative to tarnish the shop’s reputation.
Ge Hui immediately led a group of employees over, ready to snatch the phones away.
“What are you doing? What are you doing? You want to hit people now?”
Ma Xiaoming’s subordinates started to howl.
Both parties pushed and shoved each other, and the tension escalated.
A brawl seemed imminent.
Just then, screeching brakes sounded from outside.
Everyone turned to look and saw Mao Anyi, wearing a striking long dress, step down first from a press van.
“Everyone quickly set up the tracks, mount the equipment, let’s start by filming the outside sign and then push into the shop…”
After she got out of the car, she began instructing the cameramen on what to shoot, appearing very professional, far beyond the capabilities of Ma Xiaoming and his crew.
“Oh my, it’s actually Mao Anyi?”
Someone from Ma Xiaoming’s team exclaimed in surprise.
The others showed stunned faces too.
“Is that really Mao Anyi? What’s she doing here?”
“It looks like they’re going to film a show here.”
“No way? Mao Anyi is the top star of Zhonghai TV. Is she really going to record a show in a little antique shop?”
“No wonder the owner looked down on us. So, it’s Mao Anyi who’s helping them with their promotion?”
“Shit, this boss has got some serious backing, managing to get Mao Anyi for promotional help?”
They couldn’t help their astonishment; Mao Anyi’s popularity in Zhonghai even surpassed many national A-list celebrities.
Several people in their team were fans of Mao Anyi.
Now, seeing their idol in an antique shop, how could they not be excited?
Although Ma Xiaoming was not a fan of Mao Anyi, his eyes lit up upon seeing her.
This could be an opportunity to ingratiate himself.
He might even get a chance to appear on camera.
Appearing on a Zhonghai TV broadcast would be very tempting for an internet celebrity like himself.
And if he were even luckier, he might get Mao Anyi’s contact information.
Regular dinner invitations could possibly lead to winning over this top hostess.
Don’t think he was delusional—He had inquired before and knew that despite their glamorous appearances, TV presenters like Mao Anyi didn’t earn much.
They probably didn’t make as much as he did with a million followers.
Considering this, he believed his chances were good.
Hooking up the Zhonghai goddess would surely give him great prestige.
With these thoughts, he temporarily tossed aside his plans for revenge against Tang Feng and hurried towards Mao Anyi.
“Miss Mao, hello, let me introduce myself, my name is Ma Xiaoming.” Ma Xiaoming extended his hand toward her.
“Hello.” Mao Anyi, mistaking him for an employee of Elegant Pavilion, shook his hand.
Seeing an opportunity, Ma Xiaoming’s face brightened, “Miss Mao, are you here to record a program? Could you give me a chance to be on camera later? It would be great if you could interview me.”
Mao Anyi, though slightly annoyed by his brazenness, nodded superficially out of respect for Tang Feng, “Since you’re an employee of Elegant Pavilion, of course you’ll have a chance to be on camera. As for the interview, let Tang Feng arrange it.”
“If I had an employee like him, I’d beat him eight times a day,” Tang Feng said as he emerged from the store, his words laden with irony.
Mao Anyi was taken aback, “He’s not your employee?”
“Just an internet celebrity who came for a store visit and tried to extort money from me. If you had arrived a bit later, he might have succeeded because I was about to lose my patience and confront him physically,” Tang Feng didn’t conceal his disgust for the man.
Upon hearing this, Mao Anyi’s expression changed instantly.
She hadn’t been aware of the situation, so her friendly attitude toward Ma Xiaoming earlier hadn’t upset Tang Feng, had it?
She hastily checked Tang Feng’s expression and, realizing that his disgust wasn’t directed at her, she relaxed a little.
“Miss Mao, please don’t fall for his lies. I definitely didn’t try to extort him. I’m a video blogger, not a bandit. Business is business,” Ma Xiaoming explained hastily to Mao Anyi.
“Hmph, whether there was extortion can be determined by checking the surveillance footage,” Mao Anyi said, dismissing his explanations as she walked into the store.
Qin Yanan asked Ge Hui to pull up the surveillance footage from the store.
The evidence was clear—from the moment Ma Xiaoming and his group entered the shop to their blatant extortion attempt, everything had been captured impeccably on camera.
After watching the footage, Mao Anyi coldly turned to Ma Xiaoming and his group, “Do you have anything else to say now?”
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Seeing he could no longer pretend, Ma Xiaoming openly turned hostile, “Yes, I tried to extort you, so what? Are you going to give me the money or not? If not, we’ll see.”
Mao Anyi was infuriated yet amused, “You openly extort someone, and you think you’re justified?”
Ma Xiaoming was confident, “Mao Anyi, do you really think you’re hot stuff? Your TV station and our video platform are unrelated. Can you control me?”
Mao Anyi then flashed a charming smile, “Whether I can control you or not, we’ll know once we try, won’t we?”
She then pulled out her phone and called the TV station, quickly explaining the situation.
“Director Zhao, this Mr. Tang happens to be a good friend of Mr. Shi. He’s been openly extorted now, and I suggest our TV station completely blacklists this video platform.”
The response from the other side was concise.
“Understood.”
