Hawke’s cameraman was an honest man, hesitated for a while and said: "Hawk, Emil is a celebrity, and his wife is said to be a dean in mathematics. If you offend them, I’m afraid there will be no good results."
"Water?"
Hawk suddenly went crazy and yelled in the restaurant: "What's wrong with celebrities, can celebrities accept bribes to help the devil escape the punishment of the law?"
What he said was awe-inspiring, but in fact, he just refused to accept it.
Being humiliated under the public, made him, a well-known host, feel very happy. Coupled with being sent to China, it can be said that the old hatred and the new hatred were entangled together, almost exploding his lungs.
"I will contact Mrs. Clarissa. She is the wife of a media tycoon. There must be a way to help me fight the evil forces!" Hawke pretended to take out his mobile phone and started calling.
The cameraman looked at him with a worried expression on his face.
After a while, Hawke put down the phone and said with a dry smile: "The time is wrong. It's night in the U.S., and if I call rashly, it will affect Mrs. Clarissa's rest. But don't worry, wait until it's nine in the morning in the U.S. , I called right away..."
It's a lot, it's nothing more than showing off how many celebrities you know, someone will help you fight evil forces.
The cameraman nodded repeatedly, and the honest man believed Hawke very much.
However, before the two had finished their meal, Hawke's cell phone rang.
"I hate someone calling during my meal time!"
Hawk pretending to be annoyed, as if he didn't like being harassed by phone calls, but he took out his cell phone and his face changed a lot when he saw the call.
From the pretended anger, it turned into flattering in the blink of an eye, busy swiping to answer...
"My dear boss, you finally remembered me. Are you going to take me back to the United States and let me host the show again?"
This guy deliberately pressed hands-free, wanting to let the cameraman know that he has a good relationship with his boss, and can return to the United States in minutes.
Sure enough, the cameraman showed an expression of envy.
"..."
On the other side of the phone, there was a moment of silence.
Hawke felt a little frustrated, and quickly said in a soft voice: "Boss, are you listening?"
"Hawk?"
Finally came the other party's voice, very gloomy.
Hawke's heart suddenly slammed, kind of
Feeling bad, but he didn't dare to delay, and quickly agreed.
"Boss, it's me, Hawke, do you want to transfer me back to the United States?" His tone became more pleased.
Under the envious and curious attention of the cameraman, a roar came from the phone...
"Fuck you Hawke, beep beep..."
A series of insults directly made Hawke dumbfounded, and he didn't react for a long time.
After cursing for a long time, the boss's roar came from the phone again: "Hawk, you have been fired, get me out of the Federal TV station, and never, never want to return to the United States. No TV stations across the country will have yours. A place to hide, get out!"
The phone was hung up, leaving Hawke with a pale face, and the cameraman on the opposite side also looking dumbfounded.
"What... What's the situation?" the cameraman asked carefully.
Hawke recovered, his pale cheeks twitched a few times, and he tremblingly said, "Maybe, maybe the boss has nightmares in sleep and is talking in sleep."
Unwilling to be fired at this point, Hawke quickly picked up the phone, gritted his teeth and dialed Clarissa's phone.
This Clarissa is the wife of his boss.
"Hello, madam, I am Hawke, your... your loyal fan." Hawke changed his face again, carefully complimenting him, even across the Pacific Ocean, his attitude was sufficiently respectful.
"Hawk?"
The hands-free was turned on by Hawke again, and he wanted to prove his ability in front of the cameraman, pretending to be forced by the way.
However, the other party's voice seemed to be a bit dissatisfied.
"It's me, yours... cute!"
Hawke didn't care about exposing the villain he was fond of, and said in a special tone for the little white face.
Sure enough, the cameraman looked shocked, but faintly envy.
Isn’t the future bright if you can have a relationship with the boss’s wife, and it’s still an extraordinary relationship
The more I think about it, the more I envy, my saliva will flow out.
However, there was another silence on the phone.
Hawke looked straight at the phone, his eyes were about to fall out, and sweat appeared on his forehead, gradually condensed into beads of sweat, and rolled down his cheeks.
Wiping off his sweat, this guy resisted the horror and said in a little white face: "Dear Mrs. Clarissa, am I not your little cutie anymore?"
What this said, the cameraman sounded like goose bumps.
simply
Too shameless.
After another period of silence, Clarissa's gloomy growl came on the phone: "Hawk, you idiot, who did you offend? I want to help you say something, but that bastard Mike He actually scolded me on Facebook, he also said, if you dare to call me again, he will let you disappear from the world!"
"..."
Hawk's face was pale again, and no trace of blood was visible.
Who on earth did I offend
He also couldn't figure it out.
"Hawk, don't contact me anymore. I can't do anything about you. Maybe you can go to the person you offend and let him spare you. Otherwise, *** can't tolerate you."
Clarissa dropped a word and hung up the phone, leaving Hawke in the cold sweat, soaking his shirt in a short while, making him look hell, and loosen his tie.
The offending person... Who the hell is it
Hawke couldn't figure it out.
Pretending to be unable to be struck by lightning, he is talking about people like Hawke.
"Hawk, is it that Emil?" The cameraman was loyal and honest, and took the initiative to help him find a way.
"Emile?"
Hawke suddenly regained his senses, and gave a wry smile. "The chairman of a red society has not such great energy... who is it?"
With the last scolding, his head started to hurt.
After thinking about it for a long time, the two of them couldn't figure out who the master is. They left the restaurant and returned to the China Office of Federal Television Station together.
At this time, Ding Xiaoshan had already arrived at the detention center to visit Zhang Feng.
"The master, tell you a joke, today there is a US Federal TV reporter named Hawke who wanted to make trouble. I called and fired him."
Ding Xiaoshan laughed as he talked, and he looked triumphant, and he knew he was waiting for praise.
Zhang Feng snorted disdainfully: "Is it worth your pleasure to deal with a reporter in a small area? Don't tell me about such trivial things in the future!"
I'm leaving when I'm finished.
In Zhang Feng's eyes, little people like Hawke had no value in existence, and they weren't worth showing off by Ding Xiaoshan.
"Sect Master... Don't go, I was wrong, there are more important things!"
Ding Xiaoshan quickly got up and shouted.
(End of this chapter)