Chapter 266

In Iceland, a white fur coat holds a woman with delicate eyebrows and eyes sitting on a single sofa by the stove. The woman's skin is white and transparent, as if she can see the pink blood vessels under the skin, like a fragile glass doll, plain, beautiful and cold. At the moment, she is barefoot, and a pair of beautiful feet are stepping on the carpet, like white jade carved, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

"Guan Nai, when no company dared to sign you at the beginning, I promised your request, so you have to do me a favor this time."

Ling Han arrived last night and waited all night for this eccentric woman to get up.

Guan Nai yawned, didn't care about the image and stretched on the sofa, and the fur coat slipped on her waist. She pulled it casually, and then retracted herself in. Lazily, she said, "you can't just call directly, why go there in person."

Ling Han frowned, "do you have a signal here? Even if so, will you answer the phone?"

Hearing the words, Guan Nai lifted his eyelids. "OK, OK, just say it directly. What's the matter? After that, I'll go to bed."

Every year, in the heat of the summer, Miss Guan Nai, who is as famous as Sheng Enron in the film and television industry, will evaporate and come to Iceland to recuperate for two months. This requirement has been included in the contract since Ling Han signed her three years ago.

"Someone said I was kept?" Guan Nai's eyelids drooped. "Is that it? You also want me? As for it? Who dares to protect me? Let him come to me and I'll have a look."

"It's not this," Ling Han corrected. "I hope that this matter of keeping can be made on the Internet for a while. It's best to write in depth. Since it's black material, it's black to the end..."

Hearing this, Guan Nai was silent for a few seconds, and when he looked up again, he was already aware of it, "die and be reborn, Mr. Ling, you have ideas."

"So I'm afraid no one can do this without myself."

Ling Han's clear eyes shone under the fire, just like when Guan Nai first met him three years ago, like a sly fox.

She winked. "How did you know I would promise you?"

"Princess of the royal family of Eastern Europe, you can't say nothing. I've taken you in for three years."

The fire sent out the sound of wood chips splashing, which was very warm.

Guan Nai curled his lips, as if he was very contemptuous of the Eastern European royal family, "I am a pure Oriental, who is their little blonde Princess of the Eastern European royal family. It's just a toy they picked up. Don't wear a high hat for me. Besides, I've made a lot of money for you in the past three years."

"You also spent a lot." While talking, Ling Han looked around the decorated golden house, and his words were self-evident.

Guan Nai didn't really argue with him because he was short handed and he didn't care about it.

"I don't mind. Just say hello casually. It's someone's side. You can weigh it yourself. If you make him angry, I don't care about cleaning up the mess."

"Just have you."

Ling Han had already counted in his heart, so he got up to go.

When he reached the door, Guan Nai suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Hey, don't tell him I'm here when something happens."

Ling Han didn't look back and answered vaguely.

He is a businessman, so it's not clear what will happen at that time.

The cost of taking care of the princess is really high, and the profit is really not big. It's better for him to take her away early.

As soon as Ling Han left Iceland, the front page headlines took on a new look.

All the black materials of the three artists were pressed down, and no number of real hammers could match the title of "fairy sister Guan Nai has been kept by dozens of men in three years".

At first, when this kind of black material was released, even the entertainment competitors were overwhelmed, and they cleaned up all the connections between their company and guannai one after another.

Joy unexpectedly stood still and let the event ferment for 24 hours.

Finally, the incident has exposed various so-called "real hammers", which are stereotyped. The boss of a media company, the head of a TV station, and even the photo of the head's wife caught in bed are just a silhouette, which is not completely sure that it is Guan Nai, but it is preconceived, and the Internet is already one-sided.

For such black material, Huanyu only released a sentence on the official wechat, "it's pure rumor."

These four words with no confidence have made the network boiling again, as if this was admitted by the profile.

Until 24 hours later, the current political news network released a shocking news.

"Although the royal family in Eastern Europe was in danger, the crisis public relations still hurt the vitality of entertainment.

The collapse of the image of artists has led to a sharp decline in the sales of brand products endorsed by many of their own artists in subsidiaries. Many customers would rather default than continue to cooperate. Although netizens are easy to fool, partners are not playful. Everyone can see that this is a clever public relations.

Afterwards, arbor reported the losses of the company during this period and handed the list to Ling Han for signature.

"Did you find out?" Ling Han bowed his head and asked him about the thorough investigation of the incident.

"The information is only from the Secretary's office, I, you, and the two secretaries who left the office before. The secret key is only known to you, Xiao Dong and me, and Secretary Ye. Since it is determined to be an internal problem, the suspect ruled out you, leaving only me, Xiao Dong and Secretary Ye."

"How dare you take care of yourself."

Ling Han smiled and handed him the signed contract,

"I can trust your character. As for that little Dong, is there a problem?"

"It should not be the problem of Xiao Dong." Arbor's face hesitated, and he seemed to want to talk and stop,

"On the day of the accident, Xiao Dong worked overtime in the company, and the source of the IP address that first released the artist's information that day is..."

Seeing arbor hesitating, Ling Han raised his head with deep eyes, "said."

"It's Jinjiang garden."

Ling Han's face suddenly sank.