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Chapter 160: The First Cut!

Counting the history of Tang Zhong's career in the entertainment industry, it is a history of brutal and violent fights.

No, history of assault.

Every time he took him out to perform or participate in commercial activities, Bai Su felt terrified, as if what was following him was not a real person, but a grenade whose fuse had been pulled out.

Therefore, every time before going out, Bai Su would tell Tang Zhong: Don't fight, don't fight! Please, please don't fight well, or we will scold him

It's really aggrieved for the manager to do Bai Su's job.

China is so big, is there any artist like Tang Zhong who needs to be constantly reminded by his agent?

In order to protect their image, they will try their best to maintain their full demeanor in front of the media and song mi. Even if they suffer a little grievance, but thinking about the reward they will receive, this grievance is not unbearable.

Bai Su and Aken ran to the stage quickly and asked, "What's going on? What's going on?"

Tang Zhong squatted down, and found a miniature video camera from the security guard's arms.

Bai Su turned on the camera and looked at it for a while, his expression was so gloomy that he could wring out water.

There are all the video files of Lin Huiyin and Zhang Hepburn rehearsing, including singing and dancing, as well as some surrounding content when talking or making mistakes.If all these video files are put on the Internet before the concert, then this concert is tantamount to an early exposure, and fans have already watched it once. Do you still need to come to watch it live?

Besides, the exposure of your content has lost the sense of freshness and surprise, so how can you drive the atmosphere of the scene?

Bai Su glared fiercely at Li Daxing, the company's security manager in charge of security, and said, "Why are security guards allowed to enter the arena? Didn't I already say that? Security guards are not allowed to enter the arena."

Li Daxing also stood aside and watched the contents of the micro video recorder. His head was covered with sweat, and he explained: "Most of the security here is provided by the Huanglong Gymnasium. I communicated with Zheng Cunjing, the manager of their security department. However, I said that all the security guards were not allowed to enter the infield. At that time, I was worried that some security guards would be idle, so they took pictures of the scene with their mobile phones and posted them on the Internet. I don’t know how he got in.”

He looked around and said, "I'll ask Manager Zheng Cunjing. This is their dereliction of duty at work."

Li Daxing didn't see Manager Zheng Cunjing nearby, so he called him immediately.Without Zheng Cunjing, he had to bear the blame alone.

Shit is unpalatable, but if there is another person to accompany him, he can barely eat it.

Soon, manager Zheng Cunjing, who looked really dignified in a black suit, trotted over.Asked: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Huasheng is a major customer of the management committee of Huanglong Stadium, and he, the security manager, dare not offend these big stars.So, when he heard that something happened here, he was also very nervous.

"Manager Zheng, what's going on?" Li Daxing pointed at the guy wearing Huanglong's security uniform on the ground with a sharp voice. "Didn't we agree at the time? Your people are only responsible for the protection of the periphery, and it's enough not to let reporters and fans in. They are not allowed to enter the infield. Why did he come in? Why did he use a camera to secretly film? He is What behavior? Breach of contract and illegal behavior. Manager Zheng, you have to give us an explanation."

Zheng Cunjing squatted down and glanced at the security guard on the ground, feeling a bit unfamiliar.He tore away the position of the chest of his security uniform, glanced at the serial number on it, and said, "He's not one of us."

"Not one of your people?" Li Daxing was furious, thinking that Zheng Cunjing wanted to shirk responsibility. "Who is the person who is not yours? How did the person who is not yours get in?"

Zheng Cunjing glanced at Li Daxing and said, "Manager Li, don't be angry. Getting angry can't solve any problems. I also find it strange that I know every bodyguard in our Huanglong Gymnasium. I have never seen this person before. And , the uniform he is wearing is not numbered. It does not belong to our staff."

Tang Zhong and the others aimed at the man's chest. Indeed, there was no unique number for each bodyguard.

Bai Su stared at the unidentified man lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and asked, "Are you a reporter? A reporter from what newspaper?"

The man didn't speak, pretending that he didn't hear Bai Su's words.

Bai Su glanced at Li Daxing, Li Daxing understood, and said, "Manager Zheng, let's take him over to ask a few questions."

Zheng Cunjing knew that this was within his scope of work, and it would be his dereliction of duty to let irrelevant people in.So he nodded and said, "It should be like this."

Soon, the results of the interrogation came out.

This man is not the bodyguard of the Huanglong Stadium, nor is he a reporter from any newspaper, but a small employee of the Boyi Company's External Relations Department.

A small employee of Boyi Company obtained a set of security uniforms for Huanglong Gymnasium from the garment factory that ordered the uniforms for Huanglong Gymnasium. photographed.

What do they want to do?

Hearing this result, Bai Su and Aken looked extremely embarrassed.

"Let's have a small meeting." Bai Su said to several members of the butterfly group.

Then, Bai Su took Tang Zhonglin, Echo Zhang Hepburn, and Aken, who followed him in, into a dressing room for artists to change and make up. All the makeup assistants were driven out of the door.

"Shameless. Too shameless." Zhang Hepburn said angrily. "They want to kill us. They want to embarrass us in front of the singers and the media. Do you want to perform these songs when all the rehearsal videos are leaked before the concert?"

"Bo Yi's move is too ruthless." Bai Su really had lingering fears.She glanced at Tang Zhong gratefully, and said: "Fortunately, Tang Zhong found him and took back the camera in his hand. If he was allowed to take it back, the consequences would be unimaginable. Boyi's people got these videos, and their The method of exploitation will be far beyond our imagination. Even if they do nothing, just put it away, our concert program will have to be changed."

"The question is, how can it be changed now? If it is changed, how can the songs and dances Tang Zhong learned be used? If Tang Zhong can't make it to the stage, is the Butterfly group still a complete Butterfly group? We have already lost before we even started fighting. .”

Sitting in the corner, Tang Zhong sneered and said, "It seems that we should also teach them a lesson."

People don't offend me, I don't offend others.If someone offends me, I will show no mercy.

The palm is not only used to hold chopsticks, but also to slap people.

Bai Su turned to look at Tang Zhong, and said, "Tang Zhong, don't be impulsive. If you have a conflict with them, the media will definitely report and attack you. Don't think about it so much. Accompany Hui Yin to rehearse at ease. Others Leave it to Ken and I to figure out a solution."

"Yes." Aken assured with a serious face. "Be careful, don't worry. We won't let people bully you for nothing. We will bully you back."

Tang Zhong smiled and did not speak.

In a large and luxurious room, a middle-aged man was lying comfortably on the sofa.A woman in a female police uniform stood behind him to help him massage his head, and another beautiful woman in a nurse's uniform had eyes like silk, her shoulder straps were pulled aside, and half of her breasts were exposed, she was kneeling on the ground in front of him. The man's straddle is carrying on the thing of vomit.

The man moaned in a low voice, the woman hummed, and the scene was extremely yin.

Just when the man was about to be pushed into the sky, the mobile phone on the side coffee table rang suddenly.

The man was furious, kicked away the woman who made him want to rub into his body just now, picked up the phone to connect, and said in a cold voice: "Give me a reason why I won't let you go."

"Mr. Guo, Xiao Lin has been arrested." The voice of female secretary Jin Ling came from the microphone.

"Arrested?" Guo Yunzong said indifferently, "So what? It's his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the company. If the matter is exposed, you can answer those reporters like this."

"It's strange that Huasheng is still silent. However, they haven't let him go," Jin Ling said.

"Keep silent?" Guo Yunzong said with a chuckle, "Maybe, they don't know what to do? Report to the police? Announce it to the world? Can they please? Don't worry about it. Other plans continue. I don't want any more mistakes."

"Mr. Guo, I understand what to do." Jin Ling giggled, and said in a sweet voice, "I wish Young Master Guo a good time."

Thinking of the various flirtatious means of the female secretary in the office, Guo Yunzong's dantian began to heat up again, and the anger that had dissipated just now gathered up again.

He patted the buttocks of the woman in a police uniform behind him, and said, "Lie down on the table."

So, the woman in the female police uniform obediently climbed onto the table, showing her snow-white buttocks and plump flesh*lobes in front of Guo Yunzong's eyes.

Guo Yun stabbed in with a gun, and while enjoying the extreme pleasure, he said: "Xiaolin was arrested, and their plan to temporarily change the show was ruined. You should work harder and be sao on stage. What kind of shit The Butterfly Group stomped hard on their feet."

"I want that bitch Bai Su to have nowhere to go. I want her to be like you" Thinking of Bai Su's charming face and how fiercely she covered her face with a dinner plate, Guo Yunzong suddenly accelerated his sprint speed . "Wearing a maid outfit, crawling on the ground like a dog tian* my toes"

"Ahhh!" h! .