It's okay that Meng Fu and the others couldn't get the surveillance camera. But if they got the surveillance camera, they couldn't talk about it anymore.
As soon as Director Mu finished speaking, not only Jiang Ran, but also Jiang Ran's manager's body swayed, his head was buzzing, and he almost knelt down, "She...she actually agreed to be private?"
Looking at the two of them, Director Mu shook his head. They were both from the entertainment industry. He naturally knew what Jiang Ran's manager meant. They originally wanted to get rid of the surveillance and let it go, but they wanted to increase the popularity, but they didn't expect that stealing the chicken would not work. Eclipse rice.
In the current situation, Jiang Ran's official side was immediately punished, and she was afraid that she would not be able to clear her name.
"Didn't you say they don't have surveillance?" Cold sweat broke out on the agent's forehead.
Jiang Ran's vision was all dark and he couldn't think of anything at the moment. He looked at his manager with cold hands and feet, "What should we do now?"
With trembling hands, the manager first called his public relations officer, and then opened Weibo. He officially took the number and left directly. As soon as he entered, countless private messages and comments poured out, and the first one was liked -
Here are the passers-by who have always been trying to get rid of me, saying that Meng Fu has wronged you, asking her to apologize, and also trolling Meng Fu and her fans online. Is this the result? I'm embarrassed that I have cancer, what about you? I think we can just let Jiang Ran’s annual White Lotus debut alone (smile)
They were all scolding him and Jiang Ran. Not to mention ordinary fans, even Jiang Ran's big fan just now was so disappointed that he apologized to Meng Fu.
Jiang Ran was on the hot search for the first time—
Annual White Lotus Medal.
Before the agent could catch his breath, the phone in his pocket was ringing like crazy. It was his superior calling: "The company's stock has dropped two points in just ten minutes because of you. Get in front of me immediately!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without listening to the agent's explanation.
The manager's heart felt cold. He knew that he was finished. Not to mention him, even Jiang Ran might have to quit "Best Idol" from today on, and would have no future in the entertainment industry.
He regretted that he shouldn't have thought about touching Meng Fu because of Jiang Ran's backstage. He had finally climbed to his current position, but this time his future was ruined because of such an incident.
The entertainment industry has always been the best at spreading news. As soon as Jiang Ran's incident came out, the audience was already angry. This is a matter of character. His behavior is too bad. Even if "Best Idol" does not intend to let Jiang Ran quit The game is no longer available.
The official directly posted a Weibo message announcing Jiang Ran's withdrawal.
As soon as the news came out, the girls in the entire training camp were shocked.
**
Outside, as soon as Meng Fu was called out by Zhao Fan, he saw Su Cheng coming down from upstairs.
Su Cheng's eyebrows were cold. He took off his mask and glanced at Meng Fu, "I'll give you a day off today. Take a day off."
"Rest?" Meng Fu kept lowering his head, looking at his toes, and pinched something with his left hand. When she heard this sentence, she responded lightly and didn't care much, "That Weibo, I..."
"Ms. Meng, we have resolved the matter on Weibo and the surveillance has been sent to the major media. Don't worry." Su Di thought Meng Fu was worried and explained to her.
"Do you have surveillance?" The frowning Zhao Fan suddenly raised his head, then immediately opened Weibo and started searching for this matter.
In less than ten minutes, her originally messy Weibo comments changed—
Sorry, I'm here to slap you in the face.
Please ignore my previous disrespect, young lady, you are so handsome!
Sure enough, our daddy is still daddy.
New fan, please tell me what’s wrong with Fu Daddy
Video of giving directions to people upstairs and entering the pit, Fu Daddy raises his eyes to kill%%￥ video link...
In just ten minutes, Meng Fu completed a comeback and his Weibo followers increased to 1.56 million!
Perhaps Zhao Fan's expression changed too quickly, so Su Di glanced at her lightly and said, "It's a small scene."
Zhao Fan paused and suddenly remembered that this was Su Cheng. Back then, Meng Fu's lip-synching video disappeared out of thin air in the entertainment industry overnight. No one on Weibo could do this.
Su Cheng didn't listen to Su Di's words and looked directly at Meng Fu, "It's a day off today. You can go play or go home and play games."
"Meng Fu doesn't play games." Zhao Fan, who was busy browsing Weibo, looked up when he heard Su Cheng's words.
In the past two years, she had also seen Meng Fu's mobile phone. There were no games played by young people on the mobile phone. Meng Fu had also appeared on two pheasant programs, in which he also said that he was not very good at playing games. Zhao Fan remembered it clearly.
Su Di was stunned, "Really?"
How could he remember the last time he saw a popular game icon on Meng Fu's phone
Meng Fu silently put the USB flash drive that he had not released in his left hand back into his pocket. He did not dwell on the game and thanked Su Cheng before returning, "I'll go to the rental house."
She had to go and get two more bottles of perfume.
**
at the same time.
Jiang family.
Meng Fu's incident caused a big fuss on the Internet. Mr. Jiang had been paying attention to Meng Fu's super talk and checked in with her every day. Naturally, he found out about it not long after.
He hadn't returned to the hospital yet. When he found out about it in the study, he called Jiang Quan directly.
After Jiang Quan answered the old man's call, he contacted Meng Fu directly.
Knowing that Meng Fu had a house next to No. 1 Middle School, he asked the driver to drive directly to Meng Fu's rental house.
As soon as the car stopped, I saw a black car driving away not far away.
Jiang Quan looked at the shadow of the black car and paused slightly.
"Sir?" the driver called him.
Jiang Quan reacted and quickly got out of the car and went upstairs to find Meng Fu.
He had been here once, but he was not used to the dark corridors without elevators. He planned to let Meng Fu move to Jiang Xinran's place this time.
Meng Fu's door was ajar.
Jiang Quan's brows furrowed even more. After he entered, he helped Meng Fu close the door before walking to the study room, which had the only half-open door in the room.
The study also has a pure black carpet.
Meng Fu was sitting on the carpet near the desk, holding a box in one hand and playing with perfume in the other. When she saw Jiang Quan coming, she tilted her head slightly and greeted Jiang Quan in a perfunctory way, "Here we come." ”
Her expression was too calm, as if she had not been wronged.
Jiang Quan pursed his lips, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Oh, yes," Meng Fu casually took out a bottle of transparent perfume, "Just bring it to Grandpa and sprinkle it into his air purifier."
Jiang Quan took it, "Is there nothing else?"
Meng Fu raised his head, opened the second-to-last drawer, and gave him a strange look, "Do you still want to hear what I have to say?"
As she spoke, a piece of paper stuck in the middle of the second frame slipped out and landed right at Jiang Quan's feet.
Jiang Quan felt sad as he knelt down and helped Meng Fu pick it up.
As soon as his hand touched the paper, he suddenly stopped.
This is a Chinese painting.