Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea

Chapter 1084: Once is a coincidence, but what about the two times (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Just as Xu Chuan guessed, UC Media received a call from a certain department on the third day after Natu was broadcast and was reported.

The other party was quite polite in what they said. He didn’t tell them to take them off the shelves but to check themselves.

Xu Chuan answered the phone and gave the other party one word, "Get out."

Then he came to the door himself. Young Master Xu wanted to see who could be so shameless and could do such a thing.

There is really no one in this three-thirds of the capital who doesn't know him. A director of a certain office in his early thirties received him.

“Mr. Xu is a rare guest, what are you doing today…”

Xu Chuan sat on the chair carelessly, "Didn't someone report me? I will surrender myself."

 “You are really good at joking, what’s the big deal?”

He laughed as he spoke, as if this matter was not worth mentioning.

 Xu Chuan just looked at him expressionlessly, causing this veteran who had been struggling in the system for many years to slowly shut up.

“Some people did come to report some situations, and we can’t just not respond at all, don’t you think so?”

Xu Chuan nodded, "I understand very well, but let's be reasonable. As soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip, you say that someone reported someone and asked me to check myself. I don't know if someone actually reported it. What if you deliberately targeted me? Woolen cloth."

I picked up the ashtray on the other party’s desk and weighed it in my hands. Well, the ceramic one was a bit light.

Director Qin immediately moved his body back. Even though Xu was now the boss of UC Technology, he knew very well that he was a well-known gangster among the third generation in Beijing. This guy was really aggressive.

“Of course not, we won’t target anyone intentionally.”

Xu Chuan also knew that people with their physiques would always speak only a few words when meeting people. This matter was more like being forced to do something by someone, so he made a phone call to handle the errand.

Has no time to talk nonsense with them, "Come on, since someone has reported it, there must be a name and surname. Let me know which **** I have offended."

The director was really interesting. He didn’t say anything and tapped his finger on an A4 paper on the table.

“Although it is a real name, in principle we will not disclose the name and specific content.”

Xu Chuan rolled his eyes, you can do it, you really can.

I glanced at the registration form and wrote down my name.

 Huang Dawei, who is this thief?

“Well, exchanges between China and Japan still need support from all aspects.”

Xu Chuan looked at the other party and couldn't help but laugh.

The other party didn’t say it explicitly, but it’s no different from saying it explicitly.

 Sent his name back to the company, and he received the message back before he even left the office building.

 Huang Dawei, the head of the China-Japan Exchange Foundation controlled by a certain book, has long since changed his nationality.

 Hey, this is really interesting. He was actually reported by a Japanese devil in China.

 Well, well…

 …

 In a building in the CBD of Beijing, several people from the Hua-Japanese Cultural Exchange Foundation were sitting in a conference room.

The leader is Huang Dawei, who is slightly fat. If he were sitting there wearing a pair of round glasses, he would be the fat translator in the anti-Japanese movies.

 “Huang Sang, you did a good job this time.”

Although Huang Dawei is the person in charge of the foundation, he is only the front desk, and the real decision-makers are the few books in front of him.

“This guy named Xu is too flamboyant, he might just knock on the door.”

 Several books secretly looked at each other, well, this is exactly what they hoped for.

It would be best to give this Huang Sang a good beating, and then they will hype it up through the media.

As for Huang Dawei, who cares about the feelings of a dog? The only regret is that Huang Dawei’s nationality has changed. It would be better if he is still Chinese.

 They had prepared various shooting tools and were waiting for Xu Chuan to knock on the door.

 …

Master Xu just sat in the car and made a few phone calls, then asked Zhang Biao to drive to the training ground to watch Gao Wen shoot archery.

 “Boss, just forget it?”

Zhang Biao didn't understand Xu Chuan's operation. In the past, he would have hit the door a long time ago.

Xu Chuan sat in the back with leisurely time, "The most I can do in the capital is beat up that Japanese devil. What's the point of that? Do you provide everyone with a joke after dinner?"

“You have to let them know that there are some things that will only result in being chopped off if you raise your hand.”

Okay, Zhang Biao understood. This guy meant to take things a step further.

 Half an hour later, Natu was removed from the UC platform. The Twitter account clearly stated that it was because someone reported that it undermined Sino-Japanese relations and opening up to the outside world.

Then, UC Media’s trolls began to pretend to be insiders and released Huang Dawei’s information.

 Then it was like pouring a bowl of water into the oil pan and frying it directly.

In China, a cartoon that reflects the humiliating history and resistance in modern times was reported and removed from the shelves by the Japanese Army. Who can bear this?

The first person to bear the brunt is a certain department that Xu Chuan just visited. So far, the website has been paralyzed, and the Twitter account has closed the comment area.

The director who received Xu Chuan was on the phone with the culprit, "Mr. Xu, why is this necessary? We didn't ask for it to be taken down." His tone was full of helplessness.

"How can that be done? We have conducted self-examination as required and feel that the problem is really big. If we cooperate with your work so much, I will not be able to treat you with a meal."

Gao Wen's arrow hit the red heart and she picked it up happily. Xu Chuan held his mobile phone in one hand and gave the opponent a thumbs up with the other.

 “You’d better put that animation on the shelves.”

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "By the way, Director Qin, I won't embarrass you. I just want to ask, have you seen my animation?"

The other party was hesitant and it was obvious that he had not read it.

“There must be resources online. Find them and read them. I won’t take it personally.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly. Xu Chuan understood the other party's mentality of letting the two of them make a big deal out of it, but he understood. He couldn't tolerate the other party's daring to call UC Media for self-examination without even reading the content, even if both of them were Be aware that this is not binding in any way.

 The CBD where Huang Dawei is located was directly blocked by various media.

“We cannot live in hatred, and of course such works that blatantly promote hatred and nationalism must be removed from the shelves.”

 Huang Sang stood in front of the media in high spirits.

 “Then are you Chinese?”

“No, I have already become a Japanese citizen.” His tone was full of pride.

Then a voice came out from the crowd of onlookers, CNMD, and then a takeaway ordered by an unknown person was thrown at him.

A portion of Malatang and the soup were all thrown on Huang Dawei's head, burning him to death.

Before he could react, the onlookers who were disgusted by this guy's shamelessness took action.

It was lunch time, and most people were carrying takeaways in their hands. The first person led others to follow suit.

There were so many people that the building security couldn't stop them at all, and the security guards who were also disgusted were just pretending.

 Less than an hour later, the door of the exchange foundation was blocked by all kinds of garbage.

Things developed too fast, and no one expected that it would reach this point.

 It took less than a day for Huang Dawei to go from a slightly famous public figure to a street rat that everyone yelled at. And none of the protagonists on the other side of this matter seemed to take action.

 Early the next morning, Huang Dawei boarded a plane to Los Angeles.

He had to leave. If it hadn't been for this academic invitation that happened to appear, he would have gone back to the island to stay for a while.

Of course the foundation will be closed for a period of time to avoid the limelight, and those books also need to be published.

At this time, Xu Chuan was asking people to give red envelopes to enthusiastic citizens who threw away garbage.

 Well, at that time, most of them were extras he found.

“When will that rabbit be put back on the shelves? I took calls all night yesterday.”

Zhou Hao rubbed his forehead. He really admired the person in front of him for his ability to turn small things into big things and make big things explode.

 “Wait, it’s not over yet.”

 Everyone is watching his reaction and the follow-up of the incident. If this is the case, it will only make those dogs relax, and then they will become more disgusted with you.

“This is to let them know that being a dog also has risks.”

Another day, a small news happened in Los Angeles. A Japanese scholar had a conflict with a gang while buying DU products and was shot to death. The murderer was killed by the police.

UC Media’s Twitter account retweeted the news, and Natu was later re-listed.

Most people don’t understand why UC forwarded this. They are more concerned about Natu’s listing.

There were some discerning people who checked the news a little bit, and then felt a little bit in their hearts.

 Huang Dawei is dead!

Who did it?

When these people read the news about Xu Chuan again, their inner feelings were very different from before. The smiling faces seemed to have a different meaning.

“Brother, did you ask someone to do this? It’s not like that.”

Zhou Hao was shocked after reading the news.

 Xu Chuan just rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be kidding me. I've been staying in the capital for a long time. Once you get used to it, I'll sue you for slander."

 As for not killing the other party, this is a matter of principle.

Of course, this matter is not over yet. Those few books thought that everything would be fine when they went back. What were they thinking?

  He had someone contact the Moscow hotel, and a week later the three men died in Kabukicho. Since there were no obvious injuries, it was classified as suicide.

“Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, what do you think of Huang Dawei’s death?”

This incident still spread, and the training ground Xu Chuan often went to recently was surrounded by the media.

Before getting in the car, Xu Chuan spread his hands and replied, "I'll lie down and watch."

“Then why did UC Media forward this news?”

 Finally someone asked for an idea.

“Of course I want to remind everyone that the United States is not very safe. You see, there is still no answer to my assassination case in New York. The killer can still escape after being locked up in the hospital.”

　　The well-founded personal statement is really convincing.

 A Japanese died in the United States. Who can say that this kind of thing has anything to do with a Chinese? Besides, the Los Angeles police have already closed the case.

This is probably a coincidence, but when the news comes later that the Japanese people from the foundation have committed suicide, it is estimated that those who still plan to get into trouble with him will think carefully about it.

 One is a coincidence, and two…

 “Are you going to Rio tomorrow?”

Later, Gao Wen, who had regained her clarity temporarily, lay on Xu Chuan's chest and asked in a low voice.

 “Well, it’s almost time.”

Nikita has urged him several times. If he doesn't go, he probably won't see the excitement in Rio.

 “Oh, okay.” Gao Wen said in a dull voice.

She doesn't want to let him go. Well, she has learned a lot in the past two days.

And this man would obviously go to see the American woman, which made Gao Wen feel strange.

She had a lot on her mind and didn't notice the other person's movements at all.

But after she felt the change in the other person, she no longer had time to think about these things.

 …

 In Rio, the Nilton Santos Olympic Stadium, which can accommodate 45,000 people, is preparing for Sheila’s fourth concert this year.

 The organizer is very experienced and the stage construction is almost completed.

 Fans from all over Brazil and South America are gathering in this city.

These people gathered near the stadium holding posters of Sheila, doubling the price of hotels and DU products in the city.

“Is that **** on the plane?”

Nikita stood on the roof of a building with a telescope, looking at the long-legged Vanessa below.

 “Hmm, he will be here soon.” Michael put down the telescope in his hand.

This is a slum in Rio, opposite a large abandoned factory building.

According to their investigation over the past two days, a group of speedsters were hiding inside, and Vanessa, as a very good driver, became one of them.

Of course the assassin who attempted to assassinate Xu Chuan was also among them.

 The leaders seem to be two wanted criminals, one named Dominic Toretto.

The other is Toretto’s sister’s boyfriend Brian O’Connor, a former FBI agent who for some reason became Toretto’s accomplice.

Due to the addition of O'Connor, who is familiar with the FBI's operation mode, their team has the capital to confront the government, and has escaped arrest more than once in the United States.

Of course there are several other people, all experts in various fields, including professional drivers, experts in the electronics field, modified car experts, and retired soldiers, plus of course the two killers Vanessa.

But these people all have the same specialty, which is drag racing.

Now the target of these eleven people is local drug lord Hernan Reyes.

As for the whole story, Toretto and others took Reyes’ belongings when they were hired to steal a car, and then the other party planned to kill and silence him, so that the two sides became enmity.

Now Toretto has found such a group of helpers and plans to take revenge by snatching all the cash in Toretto's hand.

 “Hey, when did car thieves start using high technology?”

Michael looked at the electronic equipment that the other party took out and was a little surprised.

“Today’s cars are all computer-controlled. Without these, you can’t even drive the car, of course I mean without the key.”

 Nikita knows a lot more than her boyfriend in this regard.

 After all, almost all of the supercars in the company's garage belong to this sister.

“Ha, forget it, I still think a pickup truck is better.”

Nikita glanced at this uninterested guy, "Your hobbies are really the same as Swag's."

 “Well, plus Bell.”

“No, didn’t you realize that that guy actually dislikes driving?”