The ancestor of salted fish became popular in the entertainment industry by selling drugs!

Chapter 47 Recovering

The narrow streets are often deserted, and the walls are covered in graffiti by children.

The unremarkable ordinary old building is full of sense of time. This place is remote but the rent is cheap and the life is still the same.

But today a group of uninvited guests came to this old building.

The sharp and sharp appearance is incompatible with this place, especially the man who takes the lead.

Wearing a dark red shirt, the whole body is made of master-level high-end luxury, even if the residents do not know the brand, it looks like it is full of expensive.

Every gesture is precious.

A pair of eye-catching peach blossom eyes were half-closed, and they came to a door with a purpose.

Liu Dong came out when he heard the knock on the door, and saw the group of people outside secretly thinking that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to close the door, a slender hand stretched out to block it without any scruples, without any fear of being caught.

At the same time, a friendly voice also sounded: "I have something to talk about."

Nan Jinyu's eyebrows and eyes were kind, but his tone carried the meaning of not being defiant.

The men in black behind him twisted their wrists in unison, full of viciousness.

Liu Dong moved out of the way tremblingly, almost unable to stand on his legs.

Nan Kong went in and first found a cleaner bench, wiped it, spread it with a brocade cloth, and placed it respectfully behind his young master. Nan Jinyu sat down and sneered, "If you are so afraid, why did you make such a big deal out of it? ?”

"You, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Liu Dong had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still pretended to be stupid.

Nan Jinyu braced his face, waved his hands, Nan Feng stepped forward with a sullen face, and threw the documents he had collected long ago at him.

The papers were scattered in the air, and every time a piece of paper fell on the ground, it was as if someone punched Liu Dong in the heart.

There are black and white evidences that he asked the media to sell the video. In front of these physical evidences, even if he has a mouth, it is difficult for him to say.

Liu Dong's heart sank, "So what if it's me, I did nothing wrong, an unscrupulous artist like Rong Hua should have been banned long ago."

He didn't know the man in front of him, so there was no need to panic.

Whatever he said on the Internet, that's all. Liu Dong tried his best to convince himself.

Moreover, the real evidence has been destroyed long ago, so it is not necessarily that this person knows the inside story.

After seeing the man's clothes, he fawned and said, "Don't be fooled by that woman. She looks noble and inviolable, and she doesn't know what she looks like in private. There are many good artists in the circle waiting for you to choose."

In Liu Dong's view, if such a noble person can help Rong Hua get ahead, there must be some improper transaction between the two of them.

And if he wanted to unite with Yang Yan to deal with Rong Hua, he had to instigate this person.

Otherwise, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Nan Jinyu's kind eyebrows sank after his first sentence.

Walking up to him, his slender and straight legs bent slightly, and he kicked Liu Dong's knee.

"what!--"

Liu Dong suddenly knelt on the ground, let out a long howl, hugged his kneecap, and felt dull pain continuously.

Nan Jinyu waved her fingers casually, her peach blossom eyes were cold, and she looked down at him.

The man's inhuman appearance made Liu Dong's words disappear in his mouth.

"Isn't it good to be a good photographer?" Nan Jinyu asked in a playful tone, "If you want to die, you have to hurry up."

Liu Dong kept his mouth shut, trembling.

"Where is the computer you edited the video on?"

Liu Dong refused to speak.

Nan Jinyu rebelliously kicked again.

Liu Dong covered his mouth and pointed to a place tremblingly.

"Tie it up." Nan Jinyu stared at that place and ordered.

"Yes."

Nan Kong took out a hemp rope from nowhere, and smiled treacherously.

Liu Dong shivered in the corner "..."

Nan Jinyu didn't care about the things in the corner at all, the room was dim, and the light from the computer shone on his face.

Senbai's slender fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard.

The sound of the inferior keyboard kept ringing, and only the faint afterglow of the ten fingers could be seen.

The subordinate behind him looked emotional.

The young master who dominated the world unexpectedly made a move for the entertainment industry.

Nan Jinyu's hand stopped, and he tapped on the table with bent fingers.

The computer screen shows: Restoring...

'Ding--'

A long sound sounded, and the video had been restored. Nan Jinyu watched it from beginning to end, and copied it after confirming that it was correct.

Liu Dong was going crazy seeing this in the corner.

What kind of shit is this!

"Interview?" Nan Jinyu smiled vaguely, "I'm looking forward to it."

Under Liu Dong's fearful eyes, the man said leisurely, "The international prison is your destination."

Nan Kong stopped holding the rope and scratched his head, "Master, has the international prison passed?"

There is no need to go to an international prison.

When did the international prison become so easy to enter?

Liu Dong was so scared to pee when he heard this, now he heard what Nan Kong said, and nodded desperately.

"That's right, that's right, I just made a small mistake of spreading rumors, and I was also bewitched. No one can do nothing without being a sage. Give me another chance."

Now he finally knew that the man in front of him was not the one who instigated rebellion whenever he wanted.

People who are not from the same world at all, randomly stuff people into international prisons.

How can they cope?If I had known that Rong Hua had such a big backer, I wouldn't have dared to count the knife on his neck!

"Opportunity?" Nan Jinyu raised his eyebrows, then smiled, his sharp canine teeth looming, "Okay."

Liu Dong was relieved when he saw this.

Nan Jinyu looked sullen, looking at him full of cunning calculations.

……

The much-anticipated interview is coming soon.

The media had booked the hotel lobby with their wealth and wealth, and there was still one hour before twelve o'clock.

The media are already in place.

After An Zhiya, Yang Yan came to the hotel one step at a time. The two agreed, Yang Yan went to the back to prepare, and An Zhiya was in charge of dealing with the media.

Because An Zhiya spoke out twice, she has attracted enough attention in the past two days, not to mention that she is an old friend of the party involved and the opponent of the other party.

Almost as soon as she appeared, countless microphones were passed to her.

An Zhiya is still the same image as the little white flower, harmless and fragile.

Seeing the scrambling of the media, her weak face sank slightly.

When did it become like this?

Once upon a time, she was rushed to be interviewed by countless media without needing a topic.

Now I have to follow other people's topics and help others deal with the media.

But facing the camera, she managed to restrain that trace of displeasure perfectly.

"Excuse me, Ms. An, what do you think of the recent uproar on the Internet?" A female reporter seized the first opportunity and moved the microphone closer.

"I don't have any opinion, I just want to wait for justice to come." An Zhiya didn't panic when facing the camera.

"Then are you really speaking for Ms. Yang because of your good relationship? Or are you making trouble for your former opponent?"

"Yang Yan and I have a very good relationship, please don't speculate, the former opponent is indeed the former." An Zhiya said something unclear.

(End of this chapter)