This editor-in-chief Liang, named Liang Zecong, is the person in charge of Fengxing Entertainment Weekly. He is absolutely important in the field of online news.
The heavy rain continued, and in the middle of the night, the rain hit the windows, the raindrops collided, and there was a ticking sound. In the middle of the night, it was especially clear and disturbed people's sleep.
Suddenly, the mobile phone vibrated and rang for a long time without getting tired of it.
A hand emerged from the big black bed. It was slender and powerful, and the muscles of the forearm were obvious. Then, a face was exposed, with a mess of hair on it. His eyes were not opened, his dream was disturbed, and his brows were tightly knit. He said impatiently, "Hello."
On the other end of the phone, the voice was elegant and lukewarm: "I sent you a big gift, remember to accept it tomorrow."
Huo Yining's eyelids moved, opened his eyes, looked at the incoming call and time, a little suspicious: "Shi Jin?"
Shi Jin's characteristic low-pitched voice filled the ears, lazily, faintly, humming.
Huo Yining grabbed a handful of hair, a little angry: "Do you know what time it is?"
If your dream is disturbed, you will have a ghost if you have no temper.
Shi Jinyun was indifferent, as if he wasn't the one who disturbed people in the middle of the night, and said indifferently: "A little bit."
I still know a little bit!
Huo Yining licked his teeth and suppressed his anger: "I checked the case until it was past twelve o'clock." Then he glanced at the time on his phone, and his anger was completely uncontrollable, "I just fell asleep for less than fifteen minutes—"
The anger is not over yet—
beep beep beep beep beep...
Bye!
Hung up!
People who disturb people's lucid dreams seem to have no awareness at all.
Huo Yining gritted his teeth, damn it, he wanted to fight. I got up, opened the refrigerator, poured a whole bottle of ice water to suppress the fire, and went back to the room. Just as I touched the bedside lamp, the phone on the pillow rang.
Open WeChat, and the top dialog box displays an unread message, with the profile picture of Li Bai and Seshen nicknamed King's Canyon. Huo Yining clicked in.
It's an emoticon package, the base picture is Jingse himself, [I'm very good] jpg.
What time is it, and you're still playing with your phone, you're not good.
Huo Yining of Criminal Investigation Team 1: "Still sleeping?"
His nickname has not been changed for two years, because he has worked in the first criminal investigation team for two years.
Jingse returned very quickly, almost in seconds.
Sir God of the Canyon of Kings: "Captain, you haven't slept yet!"
At the top of the screen, it was displayed that it was typing, and within ten seconds, another message was sent.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "I'm still filming."
Huo Yining thought about something to reply, typed a line, thought about it, deleted it, and edited it again. At this time, another sentence popped up on the WeChat chat interface.
Thor God of King's Canyon: "My acting skills are too bad, I keep NG, and the hero's face is green."
The corners of Huo Yining's mouth curled up. Through the screen, he seemed to be able to see the little girl drooping her head, like a chicken who had lost a fight, with a look of despair.
Huo Yining has also watched her dramas, so you don't need to look for them, just turn on the TV and flip through a few channels. Five out of ten times you will find her, national dramas, school dramas, urban dramas, Gongdou dramas, and even suspense dramas Yes, that beautiful face seems to be suitable for all kinds of looks, but the fly in the ointment is that she has the same expression for any look, in the words of the barrage - capitalized embarrassment, in short, as long as the barrage is opened, five out of ten scolds She's bad at acting.
Even he, who doesn't watch dramas very much, feels that it's really bad, and it's all supported by that face.
Without hitting the little girl, Huo Yining sat on the bed against the wall and lit a cigarette.
Huo Yining of Criminal Investigation Team 1: "What scene are you filming?"
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Kiss scene."
Huo Yining: "..."
He took a puff of smoke and almost choked, the upward arc of his mouth drooped little by little, the white smoke was lingering, reflected in his eyes, like slow motion, and slowly spread into white awns, which was a bit dangerous.
For three full minutes, Huo Yining did not reply to WeChat.
Thor God of King's Canyon: "Captain, are you asleep?"
A minute later, no reply.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Oh, I'm asleep."
Soon, another one came.
Thor God of King's Canyon: "Good night then."
Three WeChat messages in a row, no sound can be heard, no one can be seen, but it seems to be concretized, as if you can see a little girl holding a mobile phone, her fluffy head hangs lower and lower, her shoulders are drooping and listless.
In the end, she sent an emoticon package to end the chat, [Surther's little heart will let you here today] jpg.
The corner of Huo Yining's pressed mouth twitched faintly, then loosened, and let out a soft low laugh.
This little girl is annoying.
Huo Yining of Criminal Investigation Team 1: "Didn't sleep."
He just sent the two words, and soon, the screen showed that he was typing.
Sir God of the Canyon of Kings: "Why haven't you returned to me for so long?"
After the words, there is also an emoticon package, [Surther shivering in the cold wind] jpg.
I really don’t know where this girl got so many emoticons with her own base map, static, dynamic, all-encompassing, all kinds of expressions, and I don’t know where the pictures were cut. If she has such rich expressions when acting, At least half of the bullet screens would scold her for not being good at acting.
Huo Yining stopped his thoughts and replied two words.
"smokes."
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Captain, smoking is bad for your health."
Huo Yining shook the cigarette ash, laughed, and bit the butt of the cigarette in his mouth.
How many criminal investigators don't smoke, even if their parents have been telling them for so many years, they still can't quit.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Can I stop smoking?"
Three sentences, bring an emoticon package, [Hey, just follow me] jpg.
Huo Yining stared at the picture for a long time, the little girl stared at it with tears in her eyes, her mouth pursed, looking aggrieved and pitiful.
He took the cigarette out of his mouth in a strange way, and then typed a line.
Huo Yining of Criminal Investigation Team 1: "Then don't make kissing scenes."
Bewitched.
It doesn't matter whether they shoot the kissing scene or not.
Huo Yining suddenly got a little irritable, put the cigarette holder back to his mouth, and took a deep puff, as if venting his anger, more like accepting his fate.
Thor God of King's Canyon: "Why?"
Why
Why bother with this little girl, why stay up in the middle of the night and waste time typing and chatting, why every time I turn on the TV, I subconsciously look for her shadow, why I want to kill her when I see the bullet screen scolding her, why don't I want her to do a kissing scene
Damn, he still doesn't know why.
You have to accept your fate.
Huo Yining pressed the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray and replied.
"Indecent."
He doesn't care if other people shoot kissing scenes, but she can't.
This time, after a long time, Jing Se came back to her.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "I borrow my seat."
Emoticon package: [You are killing me!]jpg.
Huo Yining was stunned for a moment, and retracted the previous one, feeling a little flustered.
Soon, Jing Se sent five messages, one after another, compact and fast.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "I've seen it, and it's useless to withdraw it."
Thor God of King's Canyon: "I've been staring at my phone."
Thor God of King's Canyon: "Captain, you are just as unreasonable as my father."
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Antique."
Finally, there is an emoticon package: [Your little fairy has a temper] jpg.
The expression pack is a static picture, she folded her hands, turned her head to one side, pursed her lips, and her cheeks were puffed up.
Well, it pissed her off.
Huo Yining pinched the center of his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, found an emoticon pack from the pictures in his collection, and sent it. The base picture is Jingse, a small person kneeling on the ground, with a big head, taking up most of the picture, with teary eyes, rubbing his hands, [I was wrong] jpg.
He saved all the pictures she sent, but he never used them, and he himself felt very baffled.
Less than five seconds after the picture was posted, Jing Se also replied with a picture.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: [Your little fairy has forgiven you] jpg.
Ah.
So cute, I want to bully, I want to...
Fuck!
Huo Yining cursed, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, ran to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, the cold water poured down his head, lowered his head, looked at his body's reaction, and secretly cursed at the beast.
Huo Yining.
Be a person.
The phone that was thrown on the bed was still ringing.
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Captain."
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Captain."
Thor God of King's Canyon: "Are you asleep?"
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "Then you go to sleep."
Thor God of the Canyon of Kings: "I'm going to film."
Thor God of King's Canyon: [Your little fairy showed you a little bit of care] jpg.
The next day, the sky broke through the clouds.
After a thunderstorm, the sky is light blue, clear and transparent. After the rain, the air is filled with the smell of green grass mixed with mud.
The sun has just revealed a half arc, after eight o'clock.
The mobile phone on the bedside table rang a few times in a hurry, and the person in the big bed propped up his body, walked around the woman in his arms, and picked up the mobile phone.
On the phone, the man spoke in a hurry: "Second Young Master, something happened."
Qin Mingli's drowsiness dissipated, his senses came back, and he raised his eyebrows: "Is it Shi Jin—"
The other party interrupted anxiously: "It's you."
Qin Mingli was slightly taken aback.
On the other end of the phone, the secretary said the second half of the sentence tremblingly: "You have been reported."
Qin Mingli was stunned for a moment, then sat up from the bed: "Be clear, what's going on?"
"The video of you and Minister Yang having fun in the clubhouse was exposed." After a pause, the secretary continued, "After Fengxing Entertainment Weekly broke the news, many big Vs on Weibo have retweeted, and the video spread too fast , and it was sent out in the early morning, the public relations department was caught off guard, and there was no time to stop it."
Qin Mingli was struck by lightning.
After hanging up the phone, he turned on the tablet, and after checking the real-time trending searches, his face turned blue.
[Qin's club hides filth and evil], [Government and business collusion], [Qin's entertainment sleeps with you], the first three are all heated discussions caused by this video.
Only a short video was posted, less than 60 seconds before and after. The location is a high-end club under the Qin family. The men and women are disheveled, politicians and 18th-tier female stars are having fun in the same frame, and they are all familiar faces. He also showed his face, and he brought those female stars, all of whom are entertainers of Qin's entertainment.
"Snapped!"
Qin Mingli threw the tablet heavily on the table.
The woman on the bed turned over and rubbed her eyes: "Second brother." A white wrist stretched out from under the quilt, and pulled the corner of the quilt down an inch, revealing a delicate face on the woman, it was Xiao Qiao. Inch by inch, her chest was densely covered with bite marks, she sat up wrapped in the quilt, her voice was hoarse and soft, "What's wrong?"
Qin Mingli lifted the quilt, took a pair of pants and put them on: "We were played by Shi Jin."
Xiao Qiao was stunned, and all sleepiness disappeared.
The phone on the cabinet suddenly vibrated.
Qin Mingli glanced at it. It was his father, Qin Xing. He put it in his ear, and immediately said, "Go back to Qin's house immediately!"
Immediately, the call was hung up.
A little-known entertainer sleeps with a high-ranking official. Without any rhetoric, all the blame will be pointed at the entertainment company and the Qin family behind it. Bribe, sell. Fornication, collusion between officials and businessmen, forced prostitution, unspoken rules, any of them can make him vomit blood in the Qin family.
Qin Mingli was so angry that he made a phone call to Fengxing Entertainment Weekly: "Editor Liang, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
It was clearly Shi Jin's video that he posted, but in the end it was himself who was bitten back.
The other party's tone was indifferent: "Second young master, I am a businessman, and I clearly mark the price. I will listen to whoever has the highest price."
Sure enough, it was Shi Jin who gave the order.
Qin Mingli was furious: "Liang Zecong—"
The other party hung up the phone directly.
He dialed again, but couldn't get through. Qin Mingli was so angry that he dropped his phone and got up to turn on the computer. Sure enough, Shi Jin's video had disappeared.
He slapped the table heavily, his right hand was not gloved, his missing half of his little finger was terrifying, and he looked at the person on the bed with red eyes: "Do you still have the video you took in your phone?"
Xiao Qiao immediately touched the cell phone next to the pillow, searched to no avail, the blood on his face faded little by little: "I obviously didn't delete it, why did it disappear?"
How can I not see you
Shi Jin can cover the sky with one hand, there is anything he can't do.
Qin Mingli stared at Xiao Qiao with burning eyes: "When did Shi Jin follow you?"
She shook her head in a daze: "I don't know."
She didn't know when she was exposed, let alone when the phone was tampered with.
She bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly, fearful and startled: "Then why didn't he expose me?"
Qin Mingli sneered, his eagle eyes were filled with fire, "Because he didn't know that the person behind you was me."
Now, follow the clues and explain everything to Shi Jin.
Time went back to ten o'clock last night.
In Shi Jin's study room, the boy stared angrily, pointed at the person opposite and scolded angrily: "You are too much!"
Shi Jin narrowed his eyes: "Well, I went too far."
"..."
Jiang Jinyu slammed the door out angrily. Ten minutes later, he came back with the computer in his arms, connected the wires, and kept a handsome and handsome young face: "Send me the main tracking program in that phone."
Shi Jin's phone was placed on the table, and the speaker was turned on. He ordered concisely and directly: "Qin Zhong, send the things over here."
Jiang Jinyu sat in front of the computer, his white fingers landed on the black keyboard, typing quickly, and a page full of characters scrolled on the screen.
Ten minutes later, the program cracked.
Jiang Jinyu changed a computer and controlled the desktop remotely: "The video was transmitted from this phone to this computer." After calling up the properties, he turned to look at Shi Jin, "This is an ip terminal."
It's Qin Mingli.
Sure enough, it was him behind the scenes.
Shi Jin stood behind the young man, bowed slightly, with a calm expression, and asked, "Can you delete the video source?"
Jiang Jinyu was annoyed: "Yes."
Shi Jin pondered for a moment: "Give me a copy, and then delete them all."
Jiang Jinyu turned his head and stared at him.
Shi Jin was calm, his eyes were clear, and he spoke neither too fast nor too slowly: "I have a professional team, and I can do what I want. Jinyu, if you insist, you don't have to do it." After a pause, his tone softened a little "However, your speed will be at least twice as fast. It's about your sister. I have to race against time, so please help me."
His tone was extremely solemn, Shi Jin rarely asked others like this.
Seeing that the young man didn't answer right away, Shi Jin thought for a while: "I can pay you twice as much."
In his view of doing things, except for Jiang Jiusheng, anyone else, any relationship, any form of communication is a transaction, written in black and white, you come and go, you don't owe each other.
Jiang Jinyu only gave a cold look: "It's not rare." Turning his head, his fingers landed on the keyboard, moving quickly, suddenly, after a pause, he stopped, looked at the code on the screen, "The video is being transmitted."
Sure enough, Qin Mingli would expose the video as soon as he got it.
Shi Jin's eyes darkened slightly, like a pool of thick black ink: "Can you find the address?"
Jiang Jinyu called up the tracking program, hacked into the opponent's website, and stared at the screen intently, his dark pupils turning rapidly with the movements of his fingers.
Half a minute later, the boy licked his lips and said, "Fengxing Entertainment Weekly."
Entertainment giant, Liang Zecong.
Shi Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, his white and slender fingers were neatly trimmed, he tapped on the table without haste, and paused with his fingertips: "Can you replace the video?"
The boy's side face was shrouded in the light, so white that it glowed: "Yes."
Shi Jin turned around and picked up the phone on the table: "Qin Zhong, send the video you got last week." After giving the order, he turned to look at Jiang Jinyu, "Replace it with this video."
Jiang Jinyu waited for half a minute, received the video from Qin Zhong, replaced the video in Liang Zecong's device, and deleted the previous video source, all the operations were done in one go, his fingers clicked frequently, a little tingling, he stopped, moved his finger joints, his lips The corner ticked: "Okay."
Shi Jin patted his head: "It's great, thank you."
Jiang Jinyu: "..."
Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand a little stiffly, turned around, and called Qin Zhong with his back behind his back: "Contact Liang Zecong from Fengxing Entertainment and ask him to make an offer."
The video was replaced, and Liang Zecong would definitely go to Qin Mingli to explain why he joined him in attacking Qin Mingli.
Qin Zhong was worried: "Liang Zecong and the Second Young Master have friendship, so I'm afraid it's not so easy to cooperate."
Shi Jin pondered for a while, and said in a tepid tone, "If you can't do it with money, use other methods."
Coercion and temptation, unscrupulous.
It has always been Shi Jin's domain.
Qin Zhong understood: "I know."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Jin turned his head, just in time to meet the angry eyes of the young man, staring at him.
He accused: "Bad, people!"
The young man spoke slowly, stuttering a little, and his face, which was always expressionless, rarely had a vivid expression because of anger, his eyes were fixed, and he glared angrily.
It was the first time Shi Jin noticed that this child was very cute.
He smiled: "Well, I'm bad." He patted the boy on the shoulder and said in a gentle voice, "The worse I am, the safer your sister is."
It seems to be the same reason.
Jiang Jinyu stopped staring at him, but his tone was still vicious, slurring his words, threatening: "You dare to be mean to my sister," he gritted his teeth, "Hack you."
He seemed to feel that it was not enough to vent his anger, and he was not strong enough, so he emphasized: "I will hate you forever."
Shi Jin smiled lightly.
Jiang Jinyu ignored him and went out with his computer in his arms. Five minutes later, he received an account message on his mobile phone.
The transfer person, Shi Jin.
Amount, 2,000,000.
Message: IT technology remuneration, double.
It was past twelve o'clock after finishing the matter. Shi Jin took a shower casually, and went back to the room lightly. He didn't turn on the light, so as not to disturb the people on the bed, he subconsciously held his breath and just lay down.
Jiang Jiusheng rolled over from under the quilt and hugged his waist.
Shi Jin lay down and hugged her into his arms: "Did I wake you up?"
Jiang Jiusheng buried her head in his chest and rubbed it: "I didn't fall asleep." The habit was terrible, Shi Jin was not around, she didn't feel sleepy at all, but seeing him now, her eyelids were a little heavy, and she was slightly sleepy, and she spoke with Nasal voice, "Why so long? Is it urgent?"
She likes to turn on the air conditioner very low when she sleeps, when Shi Jin touched her face, it was icy cold.
He raised the temperature by two degrees: "Well, it's urgent." He warmed his hands, held her face, leaned over and kissed her, and said, "We were photographed in the lounge during the day."
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned for a long time: "Who?"
"Your assistant."
She frowned tightly: "Has it been exposed?"
She and Shi Jin are both public figures. If such a video is exposed, there will definitely not be any good comments on the Internet. Even if they are a couple, even if they are in their lounge, there will be many voices and public opinions.
Shi Jin shook his head, rubbed her frowning brows, and comforted her: "It wasn't exposed, so I blocked it." He slowly explained, "I installed a tracking program on her phone, and she sent the video to her behind-the-scenes. "
It's fine if it doesn't flow out.
Jiang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief, guessing: "It's Qin Mingli?"
Shi Jin lowered his head and rubbed against her face: "It's really smart."