MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 61 Sixty-first night
Wang Zhen drank much this night, and finally was sent to the hotel by a friend, and spent the night. The next day when he woke up, his headache was terrible. He looked at the strange environment around him and vaguely remembered that he was sent to the hotel.
He sat up and found his mobile phone and found that it had no power to shut down. He called the front desk of the hotel and asked them to send them a charger. By the way, they had two hangover drugs.
The front desk staff sent the things he wanted after a while, and when he tipped the other party, he handed out a note with a string of phone numbers.
Wang Zhen’s nephew moved slightly and handed the waiter a red ticket and turned to take the door. Charge the phone, and automatically turn it on, the phone will keep vibrating. I first returned to my assistant for a call. Wang Zhen stared at the number on the note for a while, or dialed the phone out.
"Who?" There was a hoarse male voice on the phone, with some unhappiness. Wang Zhen paused and said: "I heard that you have a respectful material in your hand?"
The opposite side was quiet, and when I opened it again, the sound was much clearer than I had just said: "Who are you?"
"Don't care who I am, do you have any material in his hand?"
"There is something, but it depends on your sincerity."
Wang Zhenduo laughed, sincerity? Isn't it just asking for money? "You open a price."
"Well... I can't say it on this phone. I think we talk about it, can you?"
“Yes, the coffee shop on the first floor of the Grand Hotel.”
"Well, see you in an hour."
Wang Zhen hangs up the phone, his head still hurts badly. He ate a medicine, went to take a bath, and finally felt better. After dressing neatly, he went straight to the coffee shop downstairs and ordered something to eat.
The other party came very punctually, although they did not like the netizens to meet, and they agreed to recognize the tokens, but the dog still recognized Wang Zhen at a glance.
——The door-to-door son-in-law of the family, he once paid attention to it for a while, but the recent ones were not very smooth, and they went to court with the family.
Is he wanting to buy the material of Feng Jing?
Oh, these giants are interesting.
"Brother." He stepped forward and tentatively called Wang Zhen. Wang Zhen heard his voice, looked up at him and quickly regained his gaze: "Sit."
The paparazzi smiled and sat down in the opposite position.
There was a lot of food on the table, but there was only one copy. The paparazzi said coldly and warmly: "Look at how delicious you are, I suddenly remembered that I have not eaten yet."
Wang Zhen is somewhat impatient: "I am not about to come to eat. Is something brought?"
"Bring it, but how much do you plan to spend?"
Wang Zhen asked: "How much are you going to sell?"
The paparazzi unconsciously lowered his head and compared him with a number: "10 million."
"Oh, why don't you go directly to grab it?" Wang Zhen looked at him coldly.
"My news, the absolute value is 10 million."
"Is it?" Wang Zhen snorted. "What news did your paparazzi take? It didn't make sense to not expose it. I suddenly felt that I was waiting for other big heads to buy your news. Why should I be? What is this big head?"
The paparazzi also laughed: "You are right, in fact, I don't want to sell it so early. I have something in my hand. It has been a while, but I have never sold it. Feng Jing is now in the limelight, according to him. The current development, it is a matter of time to finish the Grand Slam of the three sides of the Taiwan Straits. By that time, I can sell this thing even higher. As long as you wait for you, of course, you can enjoy it for free."
Wang Zhen licked his lips and did not speak again.
The paparazzi saw him like this, and he was somewhat proud of his heart. He knew that Wang Zhen was in a bad situation and he was definitely not patient until that time.
Wang Zhen thought for a while, his face was not very good: "I have to look at what you have in your hand."
"Yes." The paparazzi took the phone out and clicked for a while, pointing the screen toward Wang Zhen. "The five-second experience version, the complete video is more exciting."
Wang Zhen had some disdain, but he was quickly attracted to the video. His expression was obviously very surprised. After five seconds, the play was finished, and some did not return to God: "He, what happened to him?"
"Who knows, it's probably something wrong with the spirit. Their pressure is quite big, almost all of them are more or less wrong." It’s just a matter of honour, it’s really serious, he saw it for the first time. At the time, I was also shocked.
Wang Zhen’s mood has not calmed down: “He can still go out to work like this?”
"I have observed him for a while. He seems to have only developed at night. He was not kidnapped for a while before the filming. Can it be because of this?" The paparazzi said, and Wang Zhenxiao Laugh, "How, my video value is 10 million? If you use it well, it is possible to let Feng Jing never turn over. The entertainment circle is very thin."
Although this news is really very exciting, but Wang Zhen still has some hesitation. He is in a bad situation now, and he has to give out 10 million to a gangster. But when he thought of sealing himself everywhere and not giving himself a little life, he frowned again: "I will give you up to five million. If you don't sell it, you will be fine."
The paparazzi also frowned. I thought that Wang Zhen could just slaughter him. I didn’t expect it to be so difficult.
This time, Wang Zhen was so comfortable, so he was also a person who was in the shopping mall. Was he still losing to a paparazzi at the negotiating table? He relaxed his expression and took a sip of coffee that was about to cool off: "I am tight now, I can only take out five million. If you feel less, you can consider selling it to Tianqin. Feng Jing is now their signature. Don't say ten million, twenty million of them will give you."
Of course, the paparazzi also want to sell to Tianqin, but Qin Fan, the agent of Feng Jing, has such a good deal. There used to be a big paparazzi studio, and there was no benefit in him, let alone their wild paparazzi.
This video he can take this time is entirely because of luck.
Wang Zhen sees him hesitating and is more calm: "But I still want to remind you that this thing of confession may only be photographed by you now, but it will not be photographed by others afterwards. It is not necessarily. You I have been holding the material in my hand, and I can’t sell it if I want to sell it."
The paparazzi was silent for a while, saying: "Well, five million is five million!" Anyway, the news was taken by two of them, two people, one person can be divided into two hundred and five!
He gave Wang Zhen a card number, and the two handed the money in one hand. Wang Zhen got the full version of the video and couldn’t wait to see it. Feng Jing’s performance is very exciting, he must give him a good publicity.
At this time, Feng Jing was still on the phone with Jiang Dian, and asked her if her parents were not satisfied with his performance yesterday. The two men clashed and talked for an hour without paying attention.
In the past, Jiang Dian spent 50 minutes of talk time per month. After falling in love, 500 minutes was not enough. There is no trend to end this topic, and Qin Fan’s phone has already entered the phone of Feng Jing.
Feng Jing glanced at it, and some of them were impatient: "Wait a minute, Qin Fan called, I asked him what happened."
"Then let's talk first, I will hang up."
"...well." Feng Jing heard the phone hang up and was very unhappy to call Qin Fan's phone. "What's the matter with you? I remember that I am on sick leave now."
"You are going to have a sick leave for a lifetime."
Qin Fan’s voice sounded worse than him. The two worked together for several years. Feng Jing quickly realized that things were not simple: “What happened?”
"The video that Michelle showed me before was exposed on the Internet."
Feng Jing’s mind screamed, as if someone had hit the clock in his mind: "Isn’t that video deleted?"
"It wasn't the one that Michelle recorded, but the content was similar and was taken by others."
Feng Jing understands why his mood is so bad, because it is really too bad!
"I am going online now."
He did not hang up Qin Fan’s phone, and Qin Fan did not hang on that side. They didn't talk, and they were very quiet at the same time. Feng Jing single-handedly operated the computer and quickly landed on Weibo. As soon as he entered, he saw his first hot search of the New Year - Feng Jing suspected of mental disorder.
This is a hot search for someone to buy, but also bought several marketing numbers at the same time, the text and the exclamation mark behind it are exactly the same. The video is sent out in just a few tens of minutes, and there are already millions of broadcasts. The seal does not need to be opened, and it knows what is inside.
"See?" Qin Fandao, "You run on the limbs, kneel down, scratch your face, bite the curtains, but fortunately you have not peeed."
"........." Feng Jing’s mouth twitched. "You don't have to describe it so carefully."
"I asked Michelle. The curtains were originally closed. Later, you suddenly fell ill and pulled the curtains open. Then he pulled them again. The video was recorded in the pillow town, if it was in Huadu. There won't be such a thing there."
"Do you mean this now? And the flowers are not necessarily 100% safe. Can the paparazzi do nothing?"
Qin Fan also felt that it was meaningless to entangle himself now. He said: "The company is already starting emergency public relations. You should wait for the news. Also, don't go out these days."
Feng Jing’s heart sinks: “What about Jiang Dye? The reporter will definitely go to see her again.”
"I contacted Feng Ping and tried to pick her up. Don't go out by yourself."
"Then, hurry up, I will contact me when I receive her." Feng Jing hangs up and thinks about telling Jiang dyeing. After the call was dialed, there was no one to pick up. Feng Jing’s heart was even more nervous. Did the reporter find Jiang dye there so soon?
He guessed it wrong. On the way to the reporter's rush, Jiang Dian was shocked by the video in front of him and forgot to answer the phone.
After she finished the conversation with Feng Jing, she saw the video of Feng Jing’s breaking news on the Internet. She opened her eyes in disbelief and whispered in her mouth: "Two yellow?"
