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Chapter 126 Wei Kun wants to make big news

The second letter was creased and had old stains.

"Mom, when you read this letter, I may have gone to a place far, far away."

"I remember when I was a child, I was naughty and always made you angry. On the day I joined the army, when I left the village, I still complained, why didn't my mother come to see me off? Was she too disappointed in my son? But I clearly remember that you desperately I wanted to catch up with that bus, just to hand over a heavy bag of sprouts to me, shouting, eat a few when I feel homesick, and my son will come back after eating."

"I regret that I didn't finish the bag of candy, because it was too hard and had worms, so it was always pressed in the innermost part of the luggage. I think there will be a day when I will open it again and recall my hometown taste, it must be very, very sweet."

"If you hadn't raised me and given me a warm life, if you hadn't protected me, what would be my fate."

"Maybe I shouldn't be writing this letter, but Mom, I really have a lot to say to you. I'm afraid I'm too far away and you won't be able to hear me anymore. My son is going to do something very important to the country and the people. I don’t regret it, because I believe it must be meaningful. My family, other people’s families, parents, children, will be fine.”

"The words became too long before I knew it, Mom, goodbye."

"—Liu He, July 7th."

On the back of the letter paper is the handwriting left by Dong Yetian.

"He is the most courageous person I have ever seen. It was he who sacrificed his life, broke the barrier, and sent out a rescue signal. He was also the one who handed this letter to me. I hate my cowardice and violated his last entrustment... …he was a brave fighter from an official organization called the Folklore Bureau.”

Wei Kun clenched his fists, his fingers stuck in the flesh.

He took a deep breath, and there was an indescribable emotion lingering in his chest and abdomen.

This letter is from an investigator who died in the Black Gate incident.

From the beginning to the end, he firmly believed that he was doing the right thing, and this suicide note showed that he was already ready to sacrifice.

Wei Kun also learned of the existence of the Folklore Bureau.

It turns out that this seemingly peaceful world is silently guarded by such a group of brave and fearless people.They will not even leave any names, and no one knows their dedication and sacrifice, just like falling snowflakes, buried in the boundless land, and finally slowly sublimated in the bright sunshine.

"damn it."

Wei Kun stared at the words Paradise Media and Faith Society on the letter paper, and suddenly heard the voice of Zhong Lu from deep in his heart.

Dong Yetian was right.

Although she has not been in contact with Wei Kun for a long time, she has already seen through Wei Kun's biggest weakness - "You are a good person".

Wei Kun shook his head and chuckled, and said to himself: "Is an unscrupulous entrepreneur who raises ghosts to make money, in their eyes, also a good person? They think too highly of me...I just want to live freely and peacefully , Take control of your own life."

"I don't want to be a savior, but if anyone wants to break my peaceful life, I will never spare him."

"I haven't settled the matter with them about Li Xiaoya yet..."

Night, I don't know when it will come quietly.

The office was shrouded in deep darkness, and Wei Kun's standing figure was like a silent statue.He suddenly turned his head and looked at the night scene of the city, which was brightly lit like a sea of ​​stars. His originally confused heart gradually became firmer.

He seemed to have found the way forward in the two letters from Dong Yetian.

The little secretary quietly stood behind Wei Kun, watching his back.

It looked serious and whispered.

"The authority of the chairman...will finally be awakened."

It changed its tone self-consciously, "We have been waiting for this day for a long, long time... As long as the seven ghosts and gods gather together, ascend to the rank of gods, and completely control the history book... the history of the world will be written He rewrites... everything will come back, in his hands..."

Late at night.

Wei Kun's face was frosty, his steps were slow, like a serious general, he walked into live broadcast room No. [-], stared at the red clothes and the ghost mirror, confident, mighty, and smiled calmly.

"From today onwards, my fate is up to me!"

"You mere female ghosts, listen to the Lord's orders, and take the initiative to serve the bed now!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm just kidding!"

"You really bite! If you bite me again, I resist! I really resist! 3, 2, 1, let go—ah——!"

The little secretary covered her face, watching the miserable situation in the live broadcast room.Wei Dong, who had been angry for less than 10 minutes, didn't pay attention to the atmosphere at all, and delayed the live broadcast time. The eldest wife, Hong Hong, was already hungry.

As a result, Wei Kun just hit the muzzle of the gun.

Shortly after.

Sitting on a chair with a cold face, Wei Kun had tooth marks all over his neck, red lips, and he sternly threatened the little secretary: "You better not see anything."

The little secretary nodded first, then shook her head vigorously.

It tentatively asked: "Fool chairman, don't you want to change your clothes?"

Wei Kun turned his back, not letting the little secretary see his grinning expression.

It was really exciting just now, Wei Kun even went back in time once, but it was still too late, and was dragged by Hong Hong to the corner and posted enthusiastically.

He wanted to escape, but Honghong gave him a mouthful of ghostly air. The refreshing feeling brought by "absorbing" made him forget the pain immediately, and he almost passed away in a daze, letting Honghong do whatever he wanted.

When she woke up again, Hong Hong had already returned to the ghost mirror contentedly, and she almost crossed her legs and had another cigarette.

"Why do I feel like I'm being played by a rich woman? But it's quite cool..."

Wei Kun was dressed in rags and suddenly doubted his life.

Fortunately, after eating the human skin mask, his physique was greatly enhanced, and the wound scabbed quickly, and it was estimated that he would be completely healed by the next morning.

On Shasha's side, there is Yiyi helping to set up the live broadcast room, so don't worry.

As for Honghong's daily routine live broadcast, Wei Kun still needs to do it in person.Its rations can't be cut off for a day, and if it runs out, there will be big troubles. After all, the housekeeper Shasha's ghostly little coffers haven't saved much, which is far from enough for Honghong to eat.

Carnival Star Show's No. [-], Shark TV's hottest newcomer, "Red Red or Not Red" starts on time!
Wei Kun skillfully hid under the two long legs.

He touched the tooth marks on his neck, feeling annoyed inside, looked at the long legs with evil thoughts, and smiled viciously.After 2 minutes, he covered his cheeks, placed an order for "Lengsuanling Toothpaste" in Bingxixi in silence, and honestly helped Honghong do the live broadcast.

Qiu Yunying appeared in Honghong's anchor room on time.

Five super rockets clocked in, and then pitifully begged: "Sister Hong, can you show your face today? It's fine to sing a song, I won't pick any!"

Hong Hong probably saw that Wei Dong was in a bad mood, so she ignored her.

The barrage is insane every day.

Some people have developed to the point where they don't look at Honghong at midnight, and feel ghosts floating when they close their eyes.

"Hong Hong is also beautiful today!"

"Scientists say that looking at beautiful women can regulate my mood. It's true. I'm sleeping more and more steadily now."

"Hey, when will I see the red face, only the screenshot of wearing the blindfold last time, it's not enough..."

Suddenly, a large number of sailors came to refresh the screen.

"On the 18th, Chesia's birthday party, free prize draw!"

"On the 18th, Chesia's birthday party, free prize draw!"

Due to the sudden incident, even the room management in the live broadcast room did not have time to block it, and the screen was flooded by a large number of advertisement bullet screens in an instant.

By the time the housing management and super management realized it, the group of sailors had already run away.

The audience in the live broadcast room were discussing.

"Who is Cecia?"

"It seems to be the top singer in the singing area? It is said that singing European and American songs is very good, very pure, very clean." [This user has been banned for 365 days]

"Brothers, let's rush this Cesia!"

"Yes, the fans are riding on our necks, if we don't react, how will the outside world see us?"

An emperor user named [Lord of Stars] suddenly said.

"Cecia is the core artist of Paradise Media. If I were you, I wouldn't be giving the anchor a rhythm. Can't I just listen to the song and watch my legs?"

Wei Kun narrowed his eyes.

The Lord of the Stars didn't sound like an ordinary user, but rather like an industry insider.

He clicked on his personal profile and saw Lord of the Stars' follow list: Tao Yaoyao, Shasha, Dadongzi, Shuaihu, Xiaose...

Wei Kun couldn't hold it back, and said happily: "The boss of Xingchen Entertainment is very nostalgic? It's okay if he didn't take Guan Shuai and Hu Ke. He seems to know some inside information?"

He planned to have a good chat with this boss Xiang after the live broadcast was over.

The relationship between Happy Entertainment and Star Entertainment is poor, and they are direct competitors.However, in front of the industry giant Paradise Media, there is sufficient motivation for cooperation. After all, Paradise Media is too domineering and obviously does not want to leave food for its peers.It is necessary to hold a group to keep warm in order to deal with this menacing and powerful enemy.

Just thought of this.

Qiu Yunying started bombarding Wei Kun with phone calls again.

"Hey, do you want me to get rid of that Chesia? I have a bad reputation now, and those stinky dudes in Shanghai dare not mess with me anymore."

Wei Kun laughed and said, "I've got my heart, the live broadcast industry still depends on hard power in the final analysis. Don't worry, Paradise Media's birthday party is definitely just a wedding dress."

Qiu Yunying's eyes lit up, and she asked anxiously.

"You want to make a big deal? Take me one! But that Chesia is quite popular, and the fan board is quite strong, what can you do? Could it be—"

She suddenly raised her voice, overjoyed.

"Honghong wants to show her whole face! Wow, no way, no way? Do you want me to inspect the goods for you first?"

"Temporary confidentiality, you will know on the day of the birthday party. If you want to help, prepare soft sister coins..."

Qiu Yunying said angrily: "I said the surname is Wei, are you playing tricks on me? Believe it or not, I will make you evaporate like that Lu Chenggong?"

Wei Kun heard Hei Changzhi Wumi faintly coming from the next door, and sighed.

"General Manager Qiu, I really don't need your help, and you can't help much. How about it, Honghong original stockings, you pick a style you like, and I will send it to you."

"What do you take me for—"

Qiu Yunying paused, then lowered her voice and said, "Is anyone wearing that kind of sweat?"

beep!
Wei Kun hung up the phone mercilessly.

Qiu Yunying curled her lips, threw away the red pillow in her arms, made a phone call, and ordered.

"Look up Cesia from Paradise Media, what is it about?"

(End of this chapter)