When the fat man heard this, he jumped up, he took the phone and looked at it, dumbfounded.

Hot search No. 1: National husband Huang Cong was kicked out of the dinner party

Hot search second: On Huang Shao's birthday, the paparazzi sneaked in and was beaten

Hot search third: Huang Cong, the son of a wealthy businessman, appeared at the birthday dinner of the underworld

…….

Click on it again to take a look, this picture happens to be the photo of those paparazzi being carried out by the bodyguards just now, some of them were taken by the fat people, others reprinted, and some were taken by the guests on the spot.

"Gao Leng, you are here, this, and this hot search are all negative. When Huang Cong saw it, he was anxious.

"What about the negative compared to their shots?" Gao Leng pointed to the group of paparazzi.

"This ......" Huang Cong was speechless, indeed, the negative photos taken by this group of unscrupulous paparazzi have long been squeezed out of the hot search.

"We have an agreement, how do I operate, you don't intervene, within an hour, I will guarantee that public opinion will get better. After Gao Leng explained lightly, he got up and picked up the camera and entered the infield, waving his hand at the fat man as he walked: "Call Mr. Lin quickly and notify other reporters to come over to support, there will be an exclusive interview with at least a dozen bigwigs tomorrow, and I can't be busy." ”――

On the ring line, Mr. Lin, the general manager of Xingsheng Magazine, held the steering wheel in his hand, and the car drove very fast.

"Uh......" He made a slight comfortable sound, the throttle slowed down a bit, and the whole exterior of the bird's nest came into view, the lights were bright, and one of his hands reached down, grabbing the woman's long hair.

The throttle was loose and the speed slowed down.

His voice intensified, but after just a dozen seconds, he regained his calm.

A girl who looked less than twenty had a red face removed from his crotch, swallowed it with difficulty, took out a tissue from her bag and wiped it, and then looked at Mr. Lin flatteringly. Mr. Lin pointed down, and she hurriedly helped him clean up and zip up.

At first glance, you know that you are still a student.

"Brother, interview...... When can you give it to me? I'm about to pick a role in this play....... I only need a 400-word interview, excuse me, can you ...... Can it be this week?" The girl's voice revealed a hint of anxiety, and Mr. Lin's brows that had just been rolled up and stretched instantly wrinkled again.

Obviously, it is inappropriate for Mr. Lin to propose a deal just after the matter is finished.

Seeing that his brows furrowed again, the girl was a little overwhelmed for a while, looked down at her fingers, looked at him again, and seemed to have made up her mind after holding it for a long time, took out a card from her bag, held it with both hands and handed it over respectfully.

Mr. Lin took it and saw that it was a hotel room card.

The tightly knit brows loosened, he smiled, glanced at the girl with his peripheral vision, and with a slap of the steering wheel, he drove in the direction of the hotel: "Very acquainted, yes, I will give you an interview this week." ”

The girl's heart finally settled, and she breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Ding ding ding, Mr. Lin's mobile phone rang, the girl hurriedly took the Bluetooth headset on the side and put it on for him, and when she answered it, the voice of the manager of the network department was very anxious: "Mr. Lin, it's terrible! Gao Leng's Weibo posted more than a dozen candid photos of Huang Cong's dinner party, Zhang Zhang is negative, and now it has dominated the hot search!

When Mr. Lin heard this, he suddenly parked the car on the side of the road.

Mr. Lin lowered his head and refreshed the page with his mobile phone, only to see more than a dozen photos of several people being carried out by bodyguards at Huang Cong's dinner.

Looking at the hot search again, the first eight are all similar photos from Huang Cong's dinner, and the accompanying text of other people is imaginative, saying everything, of course, none of them are good things.

"Fuck. Mr. Lin cursed: "It's not good to blow up the richest man? Isn't this ruining my future?"

Just finished scolding, refreshed, and Gao Leng posted another Weibo.

I saw that the camera was dim, Huang Cong hugged the waist of a woman next to him, and behaved intimately, with the text: Exploding the new love of the national husband Huang Cong.

There were already a bunch of netizens gathered, and as soon as this second revelation was released, it broke through 10,000 clicks and 1,000 comments in an instant.

At the birthday banquet of the richest man's son, someone actually went in to take pictures secretly, and the whole process was broadcast live, which satisfied everyone's peeping psychology. There are those who proudly ridicule Huang Cong for not even being a paparazzi, and there are those who are drooling and envy Huang Cong for wanting the wind and rain, and more of them are onlookers, watching what the birthday dinner of the rich second generation is like.

The number of followers on Weibo is rising.

"Strange, Huang Cong's birthday dinner, how did he bring the candid camera in?" In the end, Mr. Lin saw at a glance that several of the photos were taken by the candid camera, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Probably Huang Cong's security is too poor, after all, Gao Leng just exposed a few people who were carried out by the security guards, presumably peers, Mr. Lin thought to himself.

"Isn't this nonsense! It's over, offend this big guy, how will labor and management mix in the future!" Mr. Lin scolded and was just about to call Gao Leng.

The fat man's phone was reversed, and he answered: "Uncle, let me tell you something, Gao Leng is filming Huang Cong's case, we can't be busy tomorrow, we need to send a few more ......"

Before the fat man's words were finished, Mr. Lin yelled: "Fatty, don't think that you and I have a little kinship, so you can be an uncle and a short uncle, and you don't have any measure!"

The fat man was stunned for a few seconds, and then subconsciously said: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, we need support here, we won Huang Cong's birthday live broadcast ......"

"Live broadcast your grandma's legs!" Mr. Lin directly swore words: "Stop filming immediately!" Call the kid surnamed Gao to call back immediately, if you still want to do it in Xingsheng, go back to the magazine office to write a review now!"

After speaking, Mr. Lin angrily buttoned the mobile phone and took out a cigarette from his pants pocket, the girl next to him was obviously a little scared, and took out a lighter for him with trembling hands.

A minute or two later, the phone rang, and at first glance, it was cold.

"Gao Leng, you are a broken paparazzi and still think you are a person? Such a big case will be sent directly without reporting to me, let me tell you, you are using your private Weibo, and any of your actions have nothing to do with Xingsheng and me!"

Roaring like a grandson.

"Mr. Lin, I can use my private Weibo to publish news, and I don't need to pass the review, which is authorized by Mr. Lu. Gao Leng's voice was completely different from Mr. Lin's, slow and calm: "Moreover, I won the right to broadcast Huang Cong's birthday, please Mr. Lin react as soon as possible, I think, this should be the biggest case I have received this year, tomorrow I need a team of at least five reporters, and foreign aid from at least eight other TV stations to conduct in-depth interviews, and the guests interviewed ......"

When Mr. Lin heard this, he sneered and interrupted his report: "You won the right to broadcast live? Who are you doing? Let me tell you Gao Leng, if you can find Mr. Lu as a backer, I can find someone else to take you down, don't think that you can shoot a few cases and it's amazing, Mr. Lu went on vacation to Africa, he is not there, I think you can fly to the sky?! What kind of bird do you think you are?!"

No wonder Mr. Lu couldn't get in touch, it turned out that he went on vacation