True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 132 Yinghuang: Play with his own vest [1 more]

   "After she left, the box containing the dance clothes disappeared."

  Two sentences to gradually stop the noise around.

  The people around all looked over, with scrutiny in their eyes.

  Especially the few dancers who were about to go on stage, their eyes cold instantly.

  The performance this time is very important to them, so that they can be seen by the directors and producers and enter the entertainment circle.

  After all, they are just trainees in the company, they are still the most common grade, and they are not even qualified to participate in the draft.

  Now that the dance clothes are lost and they can’t get on stage, how can they attract the attention of people in the circle?

  嬴子衿 wears a black baseball cap, the brim is pressed down, covering her eyebrows, only showing the bridge of her nose and lips.

  It was night again, the lights were on, and the girl's appearance was not very clear, only a silhouette could be seen.

   hazy, but more clear.

  The leader of the working group also looked over: "So, she took it?"

   "It is not displayed in the monitoring." The staff member who used the computer to watch the monitoring said, "But she was indeed the last to leave, and she was not in the group."

   is not a staff member, nor a performer, how do you get into the backstage?

  The leader of the working group frowned, stepped forward quickly, and stopped in front of the girl: "Miss, please come to the backstage with us again."

  He raised his hand and was about to pull her arm.

   Just as soon as he stretched out, halfway, he was intercepted by his other hand.

  Men’s fingers are slender, their fingertips are white and flawless.

   is obviously a very light movement, but it is inexplicably sharp.

  Lin people killed and felled.

  The leader of the working group was taken aback and raised his head.

  I was so close, I was surprised by the face of the person in front of me for a moment.

  Hengdian World Studios is more than 300 kilometers away from Shanghai, in a small city.

   Although the people here still have a concept of the four giants in Shanghai, they have not seen it with their own eyes, so naturally they will not know Fu Yunshen.

  Fu Yun raised his chin deeply, with a smile on his lips, and his tone was light: "Check the surveillance, it's complete."

  The leader of the working group was taken aback again, frowning even tighter.

  It stands to reason that people really don’t need to wear dance clothes.

  Though those dance clothes are exquisite, they are not luxury items.

  The leader of the working group has seen more people in Hengdian, and you can tell at a glance that men and girls wear high-quality clothes.

  How many dancers can you embarrass?

  He took the walkie-talkie and called a technician over.

   Ying Ziying raised his eyes: "Well, I can—"

   "No need." Fu Yunshen pulled down the brim of her hat again for her, "It's not your business, what a waste of time."

  He is not in the entertainment circle, but he has also heard Nie Chao talk about some methods in the entertainment circle.

  Very dirty.

  Now, it's a point where even amateurs will not let it go.

  Ying Zijin didn't say anything, nodded slightly.

  This kind of trivial matter happened very recently. She glanced at it and she already understood the cause and effect.

  Sometimes, dog-blood things happen to her, and then... it’s really not as interesting for her own.

  Here, a technician hurried over and began to check the surveillance copy from the surveillance room.

  A few minutes later, he looked up: "Group leader, this section of monitoring has indeed been cut, and a section is missing in the middle."

  The expression of the working group leader changed: "How long will it take to recover?"

   "Some trouble." The technician embarrassed, "I have to take an hour."

   "No." The dancers headed by them were anxious, "There are ten minutes left, and we will be on the stage."

  Even if I go to custom dance clothes now, time is too late.

   "Team leader!" On the other side, a few staff members rushed over, "I found it. I found the dance suit. I don't know who threw it into the gap on the stone bridge."

  Hearing this, Ying Zijin deleted the text message and pressed off the phone: "Let's go."

   Seeing that two people left like this, one of the staff members was very dissatisfied: "Group leader, let them go like this?"

"The dance clothes have been retrieved anyway, and there is no evidence that they did it. What did you stop?" The team leader shook his head, "I don't know where the noble son came from. He is already pretty good without care, and wants to cause trouble. ?"

  The staff was taken aback.

   "Then resume monitoring." The leader of the working group ordered, "Someone has to investigate this performance."

  **

  The second floor of the small building.

  嬴子衿 walked out of the bathroom, wiped her hair with a towel in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, and boarded the NOK forum.

  NOK forum actually only has a computer version of the login program. She felt that it was troublesome to carry the computer every day, so she re-edited a mobile version.

As soon as    boarded, the private mailbox rang frantically.

  嬴子衿 turned off the sound, and without looking at it, deleted all the stranger’s information in the private mailbox.

  Since she posted a bounty on the forum that day, people who trusted her privately have never stopped.

   There are a lot of messages to add friends, and there are even administrators.

  But she opened this account first to understand the current earth, and second to watch gossip for the elderly.

  There are more rewards for the hidden section than the normal homepage, but the big guys will still post stickers for some fun.

  For example, yesterday, someone discussed that a certain officer in the IBI was kicked out of the house by his wife with a stick, and he could only find an agent under his command to take him in.

  IBI, which makes the outside world frightened, is just a talk in NOK.

   is also normal. After all, sometimes IBI can't find anyone, and the International Intelligence Agency IIA can't find the news, so they can only come here to post a message for help.

After   嬴子衿 deleted the private message, he saw a friend message.

  【Genius Doctor! The genius doctor! After using the medicine you sent, the scars on my body finally healed. The growth value was of no use to me. I think the genius doctor is a loss. See what you lack, and I will send you something in the past? 】

  嬴子衿 remembered that this was a reward she received before she didn't enter the hidden section, and she replied four words casually.

  【No need, test medicine. 】

  Just after replying to this message, there is a red dot in the friend column.

  【Ding, @Please eat pills and ask to add you as a friend, do you agree? 】

【no Yes】

  嬴子衿 glanced at the nickname, phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

  After she entered the hidden section of the NOK forum, she had already browsed all the information.

  Of course, it’s impossible not to see the bounty message at the top, so she has to use her new account to take care of her retirement.

  She now also knows that the one who was going to kill Fu Yunshen was a hunter on the NOK list.

  Hunter is just a general term, and there are many categories under it.

  Marksman, Hypnotist, Killer, Disguise Master, Poisoner, etc.

  Each category has a ranking.

  The ID named "Please take a pill" is the third poisoner on the list of poisoners. It is said that he went to a beach to sell sunscreen.

  But it has nothing to do with her.

  Ying Zijian moved his finger and clicked "No".

   Then she browsed today’s gossip and went offline.

  **

  The next day.

  Ying Ziying didn't get up until ten o'clock in bed.

  Fu Yunshen went out early in the morning and left her WeChat account.

  Have her best to just stroll around before he comes back.

  Nie Chao, who had not received any instructions, was very heartbroken.

  He is with the boss, he is the weak one, and he should be the one being protected, right?

  嬴子衿 opened the map and searched it, and wanted to go to a restaurant for snacks.

  Nie Chao hurriedly followed.

  Even for his own safety, he has to keep up with the boss.

  The tea house is also inside the Hengdian Film and Television City. This street is imitated of the Tang Dynasty architecture, and there are erhu and piano players downstairs.

   "Boss, what do you think the Seventh Young Master think?" Nie Chao sighed, "I think he really held you in his hands, I'm afraid you will be transformed."

   "Your elder brother also praises you like this."

  "……"

  Nie Chao almost died.

  His eldest brother is trying to discredit him.

  The two were eating, and there was the sound of footsteps, the clatter of high heels.

   attracted the attention of other customers in the teahouse.

  It was a woman with red lips and black hair, and a black suit skirt. At first glance, she was a strong woman in the mall.

  The lady at the front desk of the tea house hurriedly greeted him: "Ms. Gao."

  The woman waved her hand and walked straight to the table by the window.

  She bent down, reached out and knocked on the table, in a cold tone, condescending: "Miss Ying, right? Why do you want to take away our employees' dance clothes?"

  Nie Chao went out for a drink yesterday. He didn't know what happened. He was a little confused at the moment.

  Ying Zijin didn’t respond, she was looking at her phone.

  The woman frowned subconsciously, without asking, she just said: "I don't know why you want to do this, but Hengdian is not a place where you go wild, please leave here."

  After she finished speaking, she waved to the lady at the front desk on the side: "Invite them out."

  The lady at the front desk was taken aback, but she still stepped forward.

  This lady Gao is a guest of the teahouse, and she has also invested a lot, but they can’t mess with it

  嬴子衿 sat motionless, still bowed his head.

  The woman frowned, very unhappy: "Miss Ying, please be polite to trouble you."

   "I'm sorry." Ying Ziying slowly raised her head, her tone of voice is also familiar, indifferent and slow, "I bought it here ten seconds ago."

  (End of this chapter)