Wang Zhen drank a lot this night, and was finally sent to the hotel by a friend, and spent the night. When he woke up the next day, he had a terrible headache. He looked at the strange environment around him and vaguely remembered that he was sent to the hotel.
He sat up, found his mobile phone, and found that it was dead and turned off. He called the front desk of the hotel and asked them to bring himself a charger, and also ordered two anti-alcoholic pills by the way.
The front desk employee delivered what he wanted in a while. When tipping the other party, he easily found a note with a series of phone numbers on it.
With a slight movement of Wang Zhen's eyes, he handed a red ticket to the waiter, turned around and closed the door. After charging the phone, the phone will vibrate continuously after it is turned on automatically. After returning to his assistant, Wang Zhen stared at the numbers on the note for a while before dialing the phone.
"Who?" A hoarse male voice came on the other end of the phone, with some unpleasant awakening. Wang Zhen paused and said, "I heard that you have materials for honoring honors?"
The other side was quiet, and when he spoke again, his voice was much more sober than before: "Who are you?"
"Don't worry about who I am, do you have any information about him?"
"Yes, but it depends on your sincerity enough."
Wang Zhen sneered, sincerity? Isn't it just asking for money? "You make a price."
"Um... It's hard to tell on this phone call, I think we will make an appointment to talk about it, okay?"
"Yes, the coffee shop on the first floor of Dingou Hotel."
"Okay, see you in an hour."
Wang Zhen hung up the phone, his head still aching. He took a medicine, took another bath, and finally felt better. After getting dressed, he checked out and went to the cafe downstairs, and ordered some food by the way.
The other party came on time. Although they didn't make an appointment as a token of acquaintance like netizens meet, the dog still recognized Wang Zhen at a glance.
-Feng Jia's door-to-door son-in-law, he has been following for a while, but he hasn't been so smooth recently, and he went to court with Feng Jia.
Is he wanting to buy Fengjing material
Oh, these giants are interesting.
"Brother." He stepped forward and called Wang Zhen tentatively. Wang Zhen heard his voice, raised his eyes to look at him, and quickly retracted his gaze: "Sit."
The paparazzi smiled and sat down opposite him.
There were a lot of food on the table, but there was only one portion. The paparazzi said lukewarmly, "Looking at how delicious you are, I suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten yet."
Wang Zhen said impatiently, "I didn't ask you to come for dinner. Did you bring things?"
"Bring it, but how much do you plan to spend?"
Wang Zhen asked, "How much do you plan to sell?"
The paparazzi lowered his head unconsciously, and compared with him: "Ten million."
"Heh, why don't you just grab it?" Wang Zhen looked at him coldly.
"My news is absolutely worth ten million."
"Really?" Wang Zhen sneered. "What news your paparazzi has captured is completely meaningless unless it is exposed. I suddenly felt that I would just wait for other bullies to buy your news. Why should I be my own? What about this guy?"
The paparazzi also laughed: "You’re right. Actually, I don’t want to sell it so early. I don’t want to sell it so early. With the current development, it will be a matter of time before the actor's grand slam is finished. 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 pursed his lips and did not speak any more.
Seeing his appearance, the paparazzi was a little proud. He knew that Wang Zhen was in a bad situation right now, and he must have no patience to wait until that time.
Wang Zhen thought for a while, his face was not so good and said: "I want to see what you have in your hands first."
"Okay." The paparazzi took out the phone, clicked on it for a while, and turned the screen to Wang Zhen, "The five-second experience version, the complete video is even more exciting."
Wang Zhen was a little disdainful at first, but was quickly attracted by the pictures on the video. His expression was obviously surprised. After five seconds had passed, the playback was finished, but he still hadn't recovered: "What's wrong with him?"
"Who knows, maybe something is wrong with the spirit. Their business is also quite stressed, almost all of them have some problems." It's just that Feng Jing, it's really serious, he saw it for the first time. At that time, I was also shocked a lot.
Wang Zhen's mood hasn't calmed down yet: "Is he still going to work like this?"
"I observed him for a period of time. It seems that he only got sick at night. A while ago, he was pinched because of the rule that he can't exceed twelve o'clock in filming? It should be because of this." The paparazzi said, and smiled at Wang Zhen. He smiled, "How about it, my video is worth ten million, right? If you use it well, it is possible for Feng Jing to never stand up again. The entertainment industry is very affectionate."
Although the news was really breaking news, Wang Zhen still had some hesitation. He is in a bad situation now, and he is really unwilling to give out 10 million to a bastard. But thinking of Fengping suppressing himself everywhere and not giving himself any way to survive, he frowned and said: "I will give you five million at most, and you don't have to sell it."
The paparazzi frowned, thinking that Wang Zhen could slaughter him, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
Now Wang Zhen feels more comfortable. At any rate, he is also a person who walks in the mall. Is it at the negotiating table that he still loses to a paparazzi? He relaxed and took a sip of the coffee that was about to cool down: "I am tight now and can only take out five million. If you feel that it is less, you can consider selling it to Tian Qin. Feng Jing is now their signature. Don't say ten million, they will give you twenty million."
Paparazzi certainly thought about selling it to Tian Qin, but Feng Jing's agent, Qin Fan, couldn't deal with it so easily. There used to be a big paparazzi studio, and he didn't get much benefit from him, let alone their wild paparazzi.
He was able to shoot this video this time entirely because of good luck.
Seeing him hesitate, Wang Zhen became more calm and relaxed: "But I still want to remind you that Feng Jing's matter may only be photographed by you now, but it won't necessarily be photographed by others in the future. You don't have to. I kept holding the material in my hand, and after being careful, I couldn’t sell it if I wanted to sell it."
The paparazzi was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, five million is five million!" Anyway, the news was captured by the two of them. If two people are divided, one person can be divided up to two hundred and five!
He gave Wang Zhen a card number, and the two of them paid the money and delivered the goods. When Wang Zhen got the full version of the video, he couldn't wait to watch it at the location. Feng Jing's performance can be described as very wonderful, he must give him a good publicity.
Feng Jing was still on the phone with Jiang Ran at this time, asking her whether her parents were satisfied with his performance yesterday. The two chattered and talked for an hour without paying attention.
In the past, Jiang Ran could not run out of 50 minutes of talk time per month. After falling in love, 500 minutes were not enough. There is no trend to end the topic here, and Qin Fan's call over there has already entered Feng Jing's cell phone.
Feng Jing took a look and said impatiently: "Wait a minute, Qin Fan called. I'll ask him what's the matter."
"Then talk about it first, and I'll hang up."
"... Okay." Feng Jing heard the phone hang up and connected Qin Fan's phone very unhappily. "What's the matter with you? I remember I'm on sick leave now."
"You will be able to take sick leave for a lifetime."
Qin Fan's voice sounded worse than him. The two had worked together for several years, and Feng Jing soon realized that things were not simple: "What happened?"
"The video that Michelle showed me before was exposed on the Internet."
There was a "clang" in Feng Jing's head, as if someone had knocked a bell in his head: "Didn't all that video be deleted?"
"It's not the one recorded by Michelle, but the content is similar, and it was filmed by others."
Feng Jing now understands why he is in such a bad mood, because this thing is really too bad!
"I will look online now."
He didn't hang up Qin Fan's phone, and Qin Fan didn't hang up either. Neither of them spoke, and was strangely quiet for a while. Feng Jing operated the computer with one hand and quickly logged onto Weibo. As soon as he entered, he saw that Feng Jing, his first hot search in the New Year, was suspected of being insane.
This looks like a hot search that someone bought, and also bought several marketing accounts at the same time, and the text sent was exactly the same with the exclamation point behind it. The video was sent in just a few tens of minutes, and it has already had millions of views. Feng Jing didn't need to open it, and he knew what was inside.
"Did you see it?" Qin Fan said, "You are running on all fours together, squatting, scratching your face, biting the curtains, but fortunately you haven't peeed yet."
"..." Feng Jing twitched at the corner of his mouth, "You don't need to describe it so carefully."
"I asked Michelle. He closed the curtains. Then you suddenly fell ill. You opened the curtains by yourself, and then he closed them again. The video was recorded in Zhenshui Township. If it is in Huadu There won't be such a thing."
"Does it make sense now? And Huadu is not necessarily 100% safe. What can't the paparazzi do?"
Qin Fan also felt that it was meaningless to be entangled with this now, and said: "The company is already launching emergency public relations. You can wait for the news. Also, don't go out these days."
Feng Jing's heart sank: "What will Jiang Ran do? The reporter will definitely look for her again."
"I will contact Feng Ping and find a way to pick her up. You must not go out by yourself."
"Then you hurry up and contact me when you get her." Feng Jing hung up, thinking about notifying Jiang Ran of this as soon as possible. After the call was dialed, but no one answered, Feng Jing felt even more nervous. Did the reporter find Jiang Ran so soon
He guessed wrong. While the reporter was still on his way, Jiang Ran was only shocked by the video before him that he forgot to answer the phone.
After she finished the conversation with Feng Jing, she saw a video of Feng Jing being revealed on the Internet. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and muttered softly: "Er Huang?"