The man who turned the times

Chapter 287 Sister Zhao, something happened
08:30 in the evening.

As soon as she got back to the villa, Su Weiwei was no longer interested in the trophy.

Throwing them away at once, then took off his shoes and ran to the sofa, took the hair dryer again, turned on the hot air and blew it on himself.

But he didn't notice that there was a younger brother next to him, showing him some springtime from time to time, which made Su Yang guess whether she did it on purpose.

After blowing for a minute or two, Su Weiwei felt much better all over her body, the coldness disappeared and she became warm.

Throwing away the hair dryer, he glanced at Qiao Xiaoqi who came down from upstairs, rolled his eyes, jumped off the sofa, ran to her and began to bully her.

"Come, come, Xiao Qi, let me give you a massage."

"No, you go away!"

"Don't be afraid, let me hug you."

"Su Yang, take care of your sister, she is crazy!"

"..."

Su Yang stayed in the living room for a while, then returned to his room.

Regarding the task of banning Zhao Lian, he thought about it carefully and found that he had to find Qiao Yuanpeng.

So, he was not polite, and directly called Qiao Yuanpeng.

"Brother Qiao, what are you up to?" Su Yang asked.

"I'm eating, brother, why are you calling?" Qiao Yuanpeng asked.

"I went to a music awards ceremony today, and was almost designed by someone at the scene. I was a little angry, so I taught that person a lesson."

"In the end, his wife jumped out and said she wanted to block me. Since that's the case, I also wanted to block her in my heart, lest she jump around and look at mortals."

"Brother Qiao, do you have any ideas?"

Su Yang briefly explained the reason to Qiao Yuanpeng.

Qiao Yuanpeng smiled: "Brother, you really have nothing to do. What are you playing with those little guys in the entertainment industry all day long? You Yuanyang put up such a big stall, and they dare to block you? Give Xiong Xin a leopard a guts!" Don't you dare?"

"I don't want to keep a low profile, I don't want to offend anyone, just live my petty bourgeois life." Su Yang said helplessly: "But someone wants to provoke me, Brother Qiao, you have to help me, otherwise I won’t make you rich in the future.”

"Hey, brother, what are you talking about, and you didn't say no to help you, how easy it is to solve such a small matter."

Qiao Yuanpeng hurriedly said: "However, in the entertainment industry, Lao Pan is actually more connected than me. If you tell him, brother, he is right next to me."

"Row."

Pan Weimin took the phone and said with a smile: "Brother Su, you are not righteous. You only think of Old Qiao when you have something to do, but you can't think of me. This habit has to be changed."

Su Yang said cheerfully: "Okay, next time I have trouble, I will specifically look for Brother Pan."

"Haha, good! Tell me, who in the entertainment circle upsets you? Tell me! I have a good buddy who works in CCTV at home, and my second aunt also works in **** and can help you in minutes Press to death." Pan Weimin said domineeringly.

"One is Zhao Lian, and her husband is Yang Weidong. Both of them are first-line stars, and they are considered veterans in the entertainment industry." Su Yang thought for a while, and then said: "How about this, Brother Pan, if we can do it, All expenses are mine."

Pan Weimin pretended to be displeased and said: "What are you talking about? Don't mention those birthright words about trivial matters, but it's still what Old Qiao said to you. If you have a chance to make a fortune in the future, don't forget brother. Don’t ask for meat, just drink some soup with me.”

"Okay, Brother Pan, I can't forget about you, so I'll thank you first for this matter, but it has to be done as soon as possible, okay?"

"No problem, there will definitely be a result within three days." Pan Weimin gave a time limit.

"Thank you."

"What are you being polite about, really."

……

Pan Weimin said it would take three days, but in reality, it would not take that long at all.

At three o'clock in the morning on January 1th.

A musician named Hu Fan posted such a Weibo on his Weibo.

"People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Don't think that any filth can exist forever in a cover-up. If you want people to know, you have to do nothing."

After this text, there are a few pictures with explosive content below.

In addition to Hu Fan, there are two well-known bloggers who also posted similar Weibo.

And the person mentioned in Weibo refers directly to Zhao Lian.

A certain hospital in Yanjing.

Zhao Lian, who was spending the night in a ward, was awakened by the assistant's hasty knock on the door.

"Sister Zhao, sister Zhao, it's not good, something happened, wake up!"

"What are you yelling about? The door is open, come in." Zhao Lian sat up and said angrily while putting on clothes on her body.

At this moment, Yang Weidong, who was on the other bed, was also woken up.

"Honey, what's going on?" Yang Weidong asked.

"I don't know." Zhao Lian shook her head, when the assistant came in.

After greeting Yang Weidong, he went straight to Zhao Lian and said, "Sister Zhao, something happened on Weibo!"

"What happened, what a fuss, say!"

"Hu Fan posted some unfavorable news on Weibo, you should check it out for yourself."

As the assistant said, he quickly took out the laptop from the bag, opened it and handed it to Zhao Lian.

After half a minute.

Zhao Lian bared her teeth, and cursed angrily: "You Hu Fan, you really dare to slander me like this."

The content on Weibo made Zhao Lian's eyes turn red.

After kicking the assistant out, she was so angry that she directly picked up her mobile phone and dialed Hu Fan's number.

"Hu, what do you mean? Who gave you the guts to frame me like this?"

On the other side of the phone, there was silence for a few seconds.

Hu Fan said: "Mr. Zhao, you know if I'm framing you."

Hearing this, Zhao Lian's expression suddenly changed: "What on earth do you want!"

Hu Fan: "I don't want to do anything, but I have been silent for too long, and I want to tell the truth."

Zhao Lian gritted her teeth and said, "Delete your Weibo immediately."

"It cannot be deleted."

"Deleted, tell me how much it is."

Zhao Lian said: "You and I are old friends. We shouldn't be fighting each other like this. I also want to understand that you have difficulties."

Hu Fan sighed and said, "Mr. Zhao, if you know that I have difficulties, then I can feel at ease."

"Is 100 million enough?"

"It's not about the money."

"200."

"I said it's not about money, Mr. Zhao."

"500 million! Hu Fan, don't push yourself too hard, 500 million is the highest price I can offer."

There was no other sound on the phone except for the faint sound of electric waves.

After a long while.

Hu Fan then opened his mouth to break the atmosphere: "Mr. Zhao, I said it's not about money. Even if you give me [-] million now, I can't delete Weibo."

Hearing this, Zhao Lian finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

Her eyes flashed, and she said, "Is someone trying to touch me?"

(End of this chapter)