Under Qiao Wen's probing eyes, Chen Jianan held his head high in the wind, looking awe-inspiring.
Qiao Wen shook his head lightly.
In fact, if you think about it with your toes, this matter probably has nothing to do with him. Although violent behavior is not advisable, it is harmless to use it on people like Eisen. It is always for oneself.
He didn't ask the bottom line, but leaned his chin on Chen Jianan's shoulder and said, "Brother Nan, thank you!"
Usually when Qiao Wen was close to him, Chen Jianan only felt that his younger brother was dependent on his elder brother, but now that his back face was pressed against his neck, he suddenly felt itchy and impatient, and could not help but tremble.
"That... Xiao Qiao, sit down and be careful not to fall."
Qiao Wen snorted, and sat on the body like a stream of kindness, just for the "careful" he said, the hands on his waist were replaced by tightly hugging his thin waist.
Chen Jianan's expression was calm, but he roared inwardly, complaining endlessly.
When we returned to the tenement building, it was still early. When we were saying goodbye on the second floor, Qiao Wen asked casually, "Brother Nan, are you coming down to sleep tonight?"
Chen Jianan struggled a lot in his heart, and at this moment, seeing such an invitation from him, he was so frightened that he quickly patted his head and said, "Come on, didn't Haozai and I change beds recently? It’s quite spacious, so I won’t come down and squeeze you.”
Qiao Wen: "I don't think you're crowded."
Chen Jianan said in his heart, but I hate myself.
He grinned at Qiao Wen, and ran up the stairs like one step at a time and two steps to escape.
Qiao Wen watched him disappear and shook his head.
His intuition told him that Chen Jianan was a bit weird, as for how weird it was, he was not sure at the moment, but this guy couldn't hide his secrets, and he should take the initiative to communicate with him soon.
The next morning, when I walked into the office of Mingyue Factory,
Lin Zihui grabbed Qiao Wen's arm and said indignantly, "Li Xingchen's work outside the TV station is done by his cousin. I talked with his cousin on the phone last night. Do you know what the other party is asking for?"
"How many?"
Lin Zihui raised two palms: "500,000 a year, which is higher than many big-name movie stars, it's like a lion's mouth, and his cousin's attitude is extremely arrogant, because he has a big star hall Brother, it’s as big as two to five or eighty thousand.”
Qiao Wen pondered, at this time, the profession of celebrity agent is far from standardized. Salaried TV stars like Li Xingchen are allowed to do private work by the TV station, and those who work in this area are not Usually they are family and friends.
He has read Li Xingchen's information, and the results are very ordinary, even a little poor. He became popular overnight, gained both fame and fortune, so it is natural for someone to ascend to heaven, and it is not surprising that the people around him are swollen because of having a cash machine like him.
But the Li Xingchen he wrote in the newspapers is a modest gentleman, I don't know if this is his real character, but his appearance.
"500,000 years is really too expensive. I'll try to see if I can bypass his cousin and talk to Li Xingchen directly."
Lin Zihui said: "The big star is a busy person. He doesn't care about these things at all. If you want to find him, you can only go through his cousin. There are so many drama fans downstairs every day at Baozhu Terrace, but you have never seen him. How do you find him? "
Qiao Wen: "I can't find it, but Gangcheng and his paparazzi must know about his itinerary, just spend some money and buy a copy."
"That's right, paparazzi are best bought."
After the agreement was made, Qiao Wen contacted the paparazzi of the tabloid newspapers who had been with Li Xingchen recently, and the other party was really interested in money, and generously gave him Li Xingchen's itinerary for the next day after charging a few hundred dollars.
I have to say that the Hong Kong paparazzi really deserve their reputation, and their tracking ability is comparable to that of the police. This itinerary is very private, and it is a private dinner with a rich young man at a high-end western restaurant in Saigon District.
Qiao Wen originally wanted to sneak into the restaurant, looking for opportunities to talk to people, but when he got there, he realized that the restaurant had been booked and he couldn't get in at all.
In fact, he was just trying it out, and he didn't feel disappointed. It was only when he turned around to leave that he realized that there were several sneaky paparazzi lurking in the street outside the restaurant. One of them is particularly conspicuous. He is tall, wearing a peaked cap, and has a camera hanging in front of his front. He is closely watching the movement of the restaurant, for fear of accidentally missing it.
Isn't this Jiang Yufeng
When did the Hexingshe Double Bonus Red Stick change to become a paparazzi? Why doesn't he know
He hasn't seen Jiang Yufeng since he came back from Vietnam. Although it is a fateful friendship, after all, they are not from different worlds, they have walked different paths, and no one deliberately meets and contacts them.
Seeing his appearance at this moment, Qiao Wen almost thought that he had admitted the wrong person.
He hesitated for a moment before walking over, patted the other person's generous shoulder, and called out, "Brother Feng!"
Jiang Yufeng turned his head to see him, with surprise on his cold face: "Awen, why are you here?"
Qiao Wen said, "I should ask you this question, right?"
Jiang Yufeng stalked his "colleague" from left to right, pulled him to the side, and whispered: "My sister's birthday is coming soon, she likes Li Xingchen very much recently, and always wants his Autographed photos, I found out that Li Xingchen is here today, so I brought a few photos to try my luck and see if I can get the autograph."
Qiao Wen couldn't help crying: "You pretended to be a paparazzi just to get Li Xingchen's autograph?"
Jiang Yufeng rarely showed embarrassment: "I can't go directly to stop people, it will scare people to call the police, right?"
Qiao Wen nodded. That's true. With Jiang Yufeng's fierce and ruthless appearance, if he rushes in front of the rich and famous, he will be regarded as a kidnapper in eight out of ten.
He shook his head eagerly: "It's really a blessing to be Brother Feng's younger sister."
Jiang Yufeng sighed sadly, and said, "I can't do anything for her, I just thought that it would be good to do something small to make her happy for a while." He paused, thinking of As if, ask, "What about you? What are you doing here?"
Qiao Wen said: "I'm also here to find Li Xingchen. Our new clothing brand wants to advertise with him, but his quotation is too expensive, so I wonder if I can talk to him directly." Shrugged, "I originally wanted to go to the restaurant to find opportunities, but I didn't expect such a big restaurant to be fully booked. These wealthy young people really spend a lot of money."
As the two talked, the paparazzi over there suddenly became restless: "Come out! Come out!"
Qiao Wen and Jiang Yufeng looked up and saw Li Xingchen coming out of the restaurant. He was wearing a pair of large black sunglasses, and a white shirt and black pants. Although the glasses covered the important facial features on the face, it was obvious that the real person was more handsome than the TV, and there was an indescribable charm in every gesture.
Li Xingchen was mentioned in the original book, he was Lin Zihui's later brother of the film company, but the book mainly focused on how Lin Zihui beat the face and abused the scum, and the career line was rough. , His achievements and development history in film, like the clothing brand Mengzhen, have not been described in detail. Li Xingchen is naturally just a background figure.
Before the paparazzi could surround him, next to him was a man who looked quite similar to him, but who obviously undercut him when he was reincarnated, and a tall bodyguard, who stopped him viciously. He didn't accept any interviews, so he got into a black car that drove over to meet him.
When Jiang Yufeng chased after him, he naturally didn't even touch the corner of the person's clothes, let alone get an autographed photo. It can be seen that his identity as a "paparazzi" ended in failure today.
He didn't care too much, he just came to try his luck.
"Let's go, let's go back together." He walked up to Qiao Wen and spread his hands, feeling a little helpless.
Qiao Wen also shook his head eagerly.
Jiang Yufeng drove a small pickup truck over, and the two of them got in the car. Qiao Wen was about to close the window when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a car next to him. The man sitting in the co-pilot was holding a shiny The machete was wiping.
He subconsciously saw Li Xingchen's dark blue Mercedes in front of him, and this black car was clearly following him.
Qiao Wen whispered: "Isn't it?"
Jiang Yufeng started the car and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Wen said casually: "The car in front seems to be trying to kidnap Li Xingchen."
"What?" Jiang Yufeng frowned, stepped on the accelerator and followed, "That's not okay, if something happens to Li Xingchen, my sister will be very sad."
Qiao Wen: "???"
It is common for the rich and famous to be kidnapped in Hong Kong City. This is the responsibility of the police. He planned to go to the nearby police station to provide clues, but Jiang Yufeng followed him directly.
But the person in the car just now was holding a knife instead of a gun, and he wasn't such a terrible gangster after all. There are four people on Li Xingchen's side plus the driver, including a tall bodyguard. It should not be so easy to kidnap a ticket.
He rolled his eyes at Jiang Yufeng, this is Hexing Society's double-bonus red stick, each person can hit seven or eight, maybe they can catch a leak when they rush over, and come to rescue "Mei".
Brother Feng can get an autographed photo for his sister, and he has the opportunity to talk directly with Li Xingchen about the advertisement.
So he sat in the co-pilot obediently and didn't say anything.
Li Xingchen didn't know where he was going, the black Mercedes gradually drove into a secluded path, and stopped suddenly while driving.
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It turned out that there was a roadblock ahead in the middle of the road.
The driver got out of the car and was going to remove the roadblock. The car following behind quickly jumped out of five people, surrounded the blue Mercedes with a knife, and opened the door violently to tear the inside of the car. people.
Li Xingchen's bodyguard was rather brave, he rushed out with a roar, blocked the car door and fought with several gangsters, but was obviously powerless against the five knife-wielding thugs.
As for the old driver who was going to move the roadblock, seeing this situation, he was so frightened that he hid in place and shivered.
Jiang Yufeng followed with his old pickup truck, parked the car, told Qiao Wen not to come out, picked up a wrench from the car, rolled up his sleeves to reveal the mountain wind tattoo on his hand, got out of the car and strode Dash forward.
Qiao Wen lay by the window, calmly watching the fight ahead.
thrilling!
Stimulate!
After Jiang Yufeng used a wrench to open the scoops to the four gangsters, he slowly got out of the car and walked forward. When he approached the Mercedes, the fifth gangster also fell to the ground with his head in his arms
Jiang Yufeng rolled his eyes at him, nodded, wiped the murder weapon in his hand, and opened the back door of the Mercedes.
The two men, one bloodless and the other howling, were obviously terrified.
Jiang Yufeng wiped the blood on his hands calmly and calmly, and asked, "Are you all right?"
His movements of wiping blood, coupled with his cold and treacherous tattoos, all exude the temperament of a murderer. The young man who cried ghosts and wolves was so frightened that his tongue started to knot: "You... how much do you want? We all Here you go, don't hurt us."
Jiang Yufeng frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something, took out two photos from his pocket, and handed them to the pale young man who said nothing: "By the way, can you please give me the photo in the photo?" Sign your name?"