After being trapped in the infinite variety show, the big salted fish killed her crazy

Chapter 372 Different Fate

The ones outside the door were not paparazzi, but two strong and strong men.

Lu Mingzhu and Chu Xiaoqin were taken into a car, as they did when they first arrived in this city, anxiously guessing where they were going and who they were about to meet.

It's a pity that there was no third person in the car.

Finally, the car parked beside a street in the city center, where several commercial buildings could be seen, the most conspicuous Zhou Group was directly opposite.

But the person they want to meet is not Zhou.

After getting out of the car they were sitting in, they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at the passers-by around them, and they were stuffed into another car.

It feels different when you go up. In the spacious compartment, the back seats still face two rows of seats. The leather seats touched by the palms are soft and warm to the touch. Even if they don’t know the brands and prices of various cars, they subconsciously understand this car. Cars are not easy.

The man sitting opposite is even more difficult.

The other party was still on the phone with someone, but the dim eyes swept over them at random, which made people feel frightened.

"... Appeared in the Zhou's Building inexplicably? I don't believe in the word inexplicable."

"Well, I let people watch Zhou's other exits, it is impossible for him not to leave."

"Go and check Qingquan Mountain, there should be another exit there. The entrance is also watching, Yunshu still has to eat, as long as she is really there, someone will definitely go in."

Before the search of the three villas in Qingquan Mountain was finished, Zhou Jingmo suddenly appeared in the office of the Zhou Group, and he was still working normally, accepting police interrogation normally.

Tell people plainly that the three explosion-proof villas in Qingquan Mountain are all blindfolds, and they have found the wrong place.

Since he is not in Qingquan Mountain, then Yunshu should not be there either.But Gu Xing had an intuition that Qingquan Mountain was still very problematic.

Even the few villas on the mountain were searched and smashed by him.

Withdrawing his attention from the call, Gu Xingze formally looked at the two people opposite him.

He hadn't found anyone for a long time, his face seemed to be covered with frost, and his voice was cold and deep.

"Lu Mingzhu, Chu Xiaoqin? I need your help with something."

Lu Mingzhu's heart was beating fast, Chu Xiaoqin calmed down a little, and actually asked, "Then what benefits can you give us?"

Gu Xingze glanced at him alone: ​​"You want to negotiate terms with me? You don't have the qualifications yet."

Chu Xiaoqin endured the emotion of fear, pushed down his glasses with hands covered in cold sweat, and laughed stiffly:
"Forgive me. We are still artists under Mr. Ning. Before we do anything, we must first ensure that we will not be retaliated against. Otherwise, small shrimp like us will be trampled to death very easily."

He seldom deals with people of this class, and he has no chance to learn their negotiation rhythm, so he can only fight for his rights and interests in the way he thinks is effective.

Gu Xingze lowered his eyes expressionlessly, and was not touched by anything. He laughed again and added two sentences:
"And we should be considered useful? Otherwise, you wouldn't be the first to come to us."

Gu Xing laughed shortly, and the smile didn't reach his eyes: "You were the ones who were forgotten in the hotel and no one cares about you."

"You were only able to play a little role when you made your statement half a month ago, but you chose not to testify. Up to now, you have only one way to go."

"It's superfluous to give false testimony now, and the delay will be at most one day, so Ning Siyun won't use you any more."

"Except for Ning Siyun, you have no effect on other people, so no one has thought of you in the hotel for so long."

"The only way is to provide us with some icing on the cake. The impact is only a little bit, and it is barely enough to divert everyone's attention."

After all, they were also the second victims, and they were the center of the whirlpool of the whole matter. He said so, but it seemed that they were just scraps worth mentioning, barely enough to pave the way for them.

As a victim, Yunshu was helping everyone, but as victims, they could only lie down at the feet of others in an orderly manner, trying to gain some protection for themselves.

Chu Xiaoqin pushed his glasses again, and sighed softly: "It's really different."

Gu Xing's tone was light: "Of course the same people don't have the same fate. If you want to stay here, you should learn this sentence first. Just like Miss Lu, she should be Ning Siyun's favorite type."

Lu Mingzhu, who was called by name, had a stiff face, and was so frightened by this "should be" that the hairs on the back of her hands seemed to be standing up.

Then another call came in on his mobile phone, but Gu Xing had no intention of continuing to communicate with them, and arranged them to go out in a few words.

"Next, someone will take you for an interview, and then change to a hotel, leave Ning's control, and stay safe."

After speaking, someone opened the car door and asked them to get out.

When Lu Mingzhu got out of the car, her feet were a little bit wooden, and she almost fell, but was supported by Chu Xiaoqin.

The hands of both of them were icy cold, and they didn't know who got the cold, and they separated in a hurry.

The other party knew the scene where he was belittled, and maybe he was still laughing in his heart.That kind of lingering speculation made no one want to look at each other more or say a few more words.

Soon, they were taken to another place.

With a small number of cameras and microphones, their slightly tranced answers were transmitted to the Internet in the form of mosaic videos.

#另两两养者人正式反应# The topic rushed to the top of the trending searches, stealing the attention of Yun Shu and Zhou Jingmo's scandal.

[A monthly fixed salary of [-] to [-]?What kind of artist is this?Ning Siyun just wanted to hang them under his hands with some money, right? 】

[Because they don't understand the word "star", they dare to draw cakes casually, and then let them come out and walk around without fear of being discovered.Ning Siyun is really courageous, thinking carefully]

[They also issued a statement saying that they only selected these two artists, and felt that they sued him because they were not selected. Hahahaha, it’s so fucking funny, Ning’s is a joke now]

[What if the two of them were coerced? 】

[It's so sad, listen, they didn't know it was a game at the beginning, and they thought it would be a great thing to have a few thousand dollars a month, why is a person like Ning Siyun not dead yet! 】

【...】

The change in the wind of public opinion on the Internet made Ning Siyun's situation even worse after a day of slowing down.

But for Zhou Jingmo, this is not enough.

He needs to use a bigger point of controversy to divert everyone's discussion about Zhou's, and then fight back against Gu Xingze's methods by the way.

He called the left assistant into the office.

"Let the people in the public relations department find a few well-trained marketing accounts, and release Gu Xingze to provide a little help in Yunshu's matter for the sake of justice."

Assistant Left nodded silently.After knowing the truth of the whole thing, he was not as active as before.

But before going out, he looked at the row of decorations in the pink box on the desk, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Zhou, that's..."

Zhou Jingmo reached out and took out a miniature cat ornament made of opal, and his expression became gentler to the naked eye.

"The last auction let you get it back. Give it to her, do you think she will like it?"

The left assistant's scalp was numb, why did someone fall into his hands again?
Before he could speak, Zhou Jingmo's cell phone rang.

The long-lost "Wen Jinnian" floated up and down, Zhou Jingmo put down the ornaments and motioned him to go out.

　From time to time, I feel that I write like a piece of shit, and I feel that I am terrible ah ah ah ah
　　
　
(End of this chapter)