Wilderness Live: The actor's little Jiaojiao can't hide

He Zecheng, who was on the phone, didn't notice the voice. He told his agent to help Bai Shilan get the movie as much as possible.

While talking, he loosened his tie and walked towards the balcony, ready to breathe.

But I heard a 'plop', the sound of someone falling to the ground, accompanied by the girl's cry of pain.

He Zecheng's eyes froze, he immediately ended the call, and looked at the other party fiercely.

When he saw that the other party was only wearing a bathrobe, he immediately turned his head and called the bodyguard.

"The Bai family, it's great!"

The more important question is how Bai Rourou sneaked into his room and even hid in his room.

Bai Rourou, who was just about to get up, heard this and her heart trembled: "Mr. He, how could you treat me like this?"

She was aggrieved and crying pitifully, as if she had been bullied all the time: "Obviously, you asked me to wait for you here, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come in."

Just as He Zecheng was about to reprimand him, he rushed in alone with a few reporters.

Several reporters shot wildly at He Zecheng and Bai Rourou.

"Uncle, you, what are you doing?"

Nephew He Jing, who was about the same age as He Zecheng, looked at this scene in shock: "You guys, don't you..."

"You misunderstood, Mr. He and I were chatting."

Bai Rourou was protecting the scenery, her eyes were slightly red, and she said softly, "Please don't take pictures anymore, it will have a bad influence on Mr. He."

"It doesn't matter what I have, but it must not affect Mr. He."

A few reporters didn't listen to her at all, they took pictures from various angles, looking excited about getting the big news.

"You... well, you are too kind."

He Jing took off his suit jacket and put it on Bai Rourou's body: "My uncle did something wrong."

"Don't worry, the He family will decide for you...ah!"

He Zecheng kicked him to the ground, his face stained with frost, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt sleeves, and stepped on his face with one foot.

"The He family, it's not your turn to be the master."

He Zecheng, who looked like an evil spirit, stood there with murderous eyes, frightening He Jing and the others.

Bai Rourou tightly covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound, for fear of implicating herself.

A few reporters stood there trembling, how dare they continue to take pictures.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

He Jing didn't dare to struggle, and lay pale on the ground, regretting that he was impulsive.

He should have waited, and shouldn't have returned home alone.

When He Zecheng saw the bodyguards coming, he ordered the bodyguards to destroy the photos in the hands of several reporters, and then asked the bodyguards to investigate the whole matter.

Then he kicked He Jing away vigorously, and looked at him with dead eyes: "What did you and Bai Rourou do?"

He Jing wanted to escape but didn't dare to, kneeling on the ground tremblingly: "I... Uncle, you misunderstood."

"I heard from the servant that there is someone else in your room..."

The rest of the excuses could not be uttered in He Zecheng's tall body approaching.

He Zecheng pulled his hair with one hand, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Are you bringing reporters with you?"

"He Jing, it's been so many years, why do you still play these unsightly tricks?"

His nephew was raised by the old lady.

Back then, the old lady wanted to raise her own puppet, so she forcibly took He Jing away from her eldest brother and sister-in-law to raise her.

He developed He Jing's selfish and vicious temperament, and even regarded the entire He family as his, and often harmed him overtly and secretly.

He Jing shook his head straight: "Uncle, these reporters came to interview me, and they just followed me here, not what you said."

Even after a few years, my uncle is still so terrifying and viciously occupying everything about him.

It would be great if there is no uncle.

He Zecheng swept away the reporters.

Several reporters hurriedly explained: "Master Jing invited us to come to the He family to interview him."

"When we arrived at He's house, we saw Master Jing running forward in a hurry, so we followed."

They are all gossip reporters, what they lack most is all kinds of explosive news.

Therefore, as soon as he got the interview from Master Jing, he rushed over in a hurry.

He Zecheng was very clear about He Jing's calculations, so he directly ordered the bodyguards to drag these reporters out.

The subsequent phone call not only made these reporters lose their jobs, but also prevented them from finding formal jobs for the rest of their lives.

Several reporters regretted it and wished they could turn back time.

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He Zecheng called his good brother Wen Qingxin again, and said coldly, "Do you have a job as a coolie?"

As soon as Wen Qingxin heard it, she knew who he was going to deal with: "Yes, it was exposed to the sun and rain, and the work was heavy. It was all done by uneducated coolies."

"This is, who do you want to deal with?"

He Zecheng said the names of He Jing and Bai Rourou.

Wen Qing felt happy when he heard it, and said lightly, "It's been so many years, is He Jing still learning how to behave?"

"He is worthy of being brought up by Mrs. He. His brain structure is exactly the same as Mrs. He's. He thinks he can plot against you all day long."

In those few years, the eldest brother and sister-in-law's family lived in an old house in China. At that time, He Jing did not hesitate to plot against Zecheng.

Most of the time, he even teamed up with Mrs. He to kill Zecheng.

Unfortunately, it has never been successful.

He Zecheng hummed lightly, and then heard Bai Rourou begging for mercy.

"Mr. He, please let me go, I really don't know anything."

Bai Rourou showed her softest side, and whispered: "If it wasn't for Mr. He, how could I come into your room and wait in your room."

She didn't understand why things turned out like this.

According to her plan, she can beat Mr. He, and He Zecheng must be responsible for her by then.

He Zecheng ordered the bodyguards to hold Bai Rourou down, and said to Wen Qingxin, "You make arrangements, and I'll send her there within an hour."

Wen Qingxin said that there was no problem, and that she would take good care of He Jing and Bai Rourou.

"It's lucky that nothing happened to you, otherwise what should Shilan do if she misunderstood? She didn't get it right in the first place."

He Zecheng's handsome face was as black as ink, and he felt that his methods were too light, so he directly confiscated all of He Jing's assets.

Afterwards, the bodyguards sent He Jing and Bai Rourou to the place He Zecheng said.

But on the way, Wen Qingxin made a phone call and arranged for another place.

A funeral home, dedicated to guarding the dead.

The dead who are sent to the funeral home will not be cremated immediately, but will only be cremated after a series of arrangements are made.

What He Jing and Bai Rourou had to do was to guard the dead man during this period of time and not let the dead man make any trouble.

I don't know if it's the luck of these two people or the bad luck of these two people.

As soon as the two were sent to the funeral home by the bodyguards, several men and women who died in a car accident were sent.

When He Jing and Bai Rourou saw the unrecognizable people, one fainted from fright, and the other screamed in fright, and wanted to run away.