Yang Xiaobao chuckled: "fool, of course I went with you. What are you afraid of with me? But don't mention it on the phone, and speak in a normal tone, so that if the guy is suspicious, he will avoid it in advance, and it will be trouble. You wait for me at the gate of your TV station in an hour, and I'll pick you up in my car. "

"I see." Jiang Xueqing understood, settled down and hung up the phone. Yang Xiaobao's broad chest and ruffian smile appeared in her mind. A happy silly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She whispered to herself: "brother Yang, it's good to have you."

……

Putting down his mobile phone, Yang Xiaobao jumped up from the bed. He didn't have time to dress up carefully. He grabbed his T-shirt and put it on his head. He washed it in a hurry. He directly stepped on his slippers, grabbed the key of the car and got on the car parked in the yard.

As soon as she started the car, Xu Jing heard the sound of the engine and drove out of the inner room. She asked angrily, "what are you doing? Aren't you shouting that you're sleepy? Why are you going out again? You have to have breakfast first

"Someone's skin itches. Call me to loosen it for him. This little action is like morning exercise. You don't need to eat to gain strength. " Yang Xiaobao laughs and confronts with his mouth. He drives the steering wheel, steps on the accelerator and roars away, throwing the dust on Xu Jing's face.

Looking at the far away taillights, Xu Jing couldn't laugh or cry. Her man is just a little devil falling from the sky. Why can't she live in peace for two days? It's always worrying to go out and do business before we can recover our mental and physical strength.

No matter. Xu Jing thought about it for a while and decided to ignore it. In any case, it's only the bad luck of others.

……

Driving to the front of the TV station, Yang Xiaobao picked up Jiang Xueqing and turned around to rush to a place called "silver magpie Fun Hotel". Director Ouyang today asked Jiang Xueqing to go there for the second "audition interview". He has already opened a room waiting.

Yang Xiaobao only thinks it's funny, but his nominal job interview is about this kind of place. This Ouyang big colored stick's intention is obvious, and he is too confident. He thinks Jiang Xueqing will give in. Further speculation, this person is likely to be a pervert. In places like interest Hotel, whip, candle, handcuffs and all kinds of tools are standard. What else can he do?

At the hotel, after parking the car, Yang Xiaobao takes Jiang Xueqing's hand upstairs and finds the room 8808 that Ouyang director said in the message.

Standing at the door of the room, Jiang Xueqing can't help getting nervous and sweating in her hands. Of course, she's not worried about Yang Xiaobao's losses, but she's afraid of making things too big and ending badly.

Yang Xiaobao understood her mind, gently squeezed her palm, close to her ear, said with a smile: "don't worry, I'll take it back."

Jiang Xueqing nodded gratefully.

With a smile, Yang Xiaobao squeezed his hand into a fist and hammered the door.

At the moment when the door opened, Yang Xiaobao said nothing and smashed out with a straight fist. What's more to talk about with this kind of goods? If you want to talk about it, you have to finish it!

In the middle of the fight, the man was stunned. It was a young man in his early twenties wearing a flowery shirt who opened the door. Obviously, he was not the right man. Is that the wrong place?

Fortunately, Yang Xiaobao's reaction is very fast. He was born only two centimeters away from the tip of his opponent's nose. He just stopped the fight, so he didn't hit the wrong person.

"Who are you looking for? What do you want? " Flower shirt young people see that Yang Xiaobao's intention is not good, fiercely turned his eyes to question.

Jiang Xueqing with apology, timidly said: "we... We find Ouyang director, sorry, wrong way."

"Oh, that's right. Director Ouyang just went downstairs for lunch. " Flower shirt complexion eased down, a pair of thin squinting eyes greedily looked up and down at the beautiful, delicate figure of Jiang Xueqing, "you are Jiang Xueqing, right? Director Ouyang told me before going downstairs that you were coming. Come in, come in

While saying "please come in", Hua shirted his body and made a "please" gesture to Jiang Xueqing with a smile. However, he didn't mean to invite Yang Xiaobao into the room. He didn't even look at Yang Xiaobao more.

"No Of course, Jiang Xueqing would not enter. She shook her head and declined, "we'd better wait outside."

"You'd better hurry in and work." Seeing that Jiang Xueqing refused to listen to the arrangement, Hua shirt frowned slightly, pulled down her face and said, "Miss Jiang, director Ouyang will not come back until a long time. Let's take advantage of this time to do it. I've adjusted the equipment, set up the background, start work early and finish work early. We won't delay. "

Listening to this, Yang Xiaobao's eyes radiated two cold lights and asked coldly, "what are you talking about, man? What's your relationship with Ouyang Peng? "

"Is that what you should ask?" Seeing that Yang Xiaobao is ugly and dressed casually, Hua shirting instinctively regards him as Jiang Xueqing's assistant and turns his eyes back in contempt.

Then he turned his head and urged Jiang Xueqing impatiently: "Miss Jiang, don't be so awkward, don't you just take a dew point photo? Which female star just appeared, but this pass! Hidden rules, understand? I'm also familiar with it. There are all kinds of interesting props here. I'm sure I'll make it shine for you! "

It turns out that this flower shirt guy is a third-class photographer hired by Ouyang Peng, in order to let him take a set of professional interest photos for Jiang Xueqing.

The director Ouyang has a strong taste. Although he blackmailed Jiang Xueqing by the video of changing clothes secretly, he still felt that the videos were too dull. He didn't show any expression when changing clothes. He couldn't satisfy his strong taste.

So he asked "professionals" to make another set of high-grade pictures for Jiang Xueqing. He was not afraid of Jiang Xueqing's refusal: most women are like this. As long as they bear a breath, they are willing to bear the second humiliation until they are completely controlled and played with by themselves.

This is an old routine. There are not two female stars who fall into the hands of Ouyang Peng. Otherwise, how do so many contracted female artists come from his film and television work station?

It's not the first time that Hua shirt has done this kind of shady private work for Ouyang Peng. It's also a familiar job. Although he can't eat the female stars himself, it's OK to take advantage of the filming time to have a good look and feel free.

Now see Jiang Xueqing so beautiful and beautiful, spend shirt this just can't bear hot eyes, keep urging her into the room "start".

"Shameless!" When Jiang Xueqing heard what he said in his mouth, he immediately understood it. He was so angry that she shivered and turned pale.

"What's shameless?" Yi Zheng, a young third class photographer in a flowery shirt, said sternly, with a triumphant face, "I'm working to get money. I'm working with honor and dedication! I'll let you enjoy it after shooting, and you'll know my professional standard! "

The voice just fell, only heard "bang" a crisp ring, flower shirt chest with Yang Xiaobao's a fierce straight fist, the whole person flew back straight past, back life hit the TV cabinet just didn't fall down.

While he was still standing, Yang Xiaobao stepped forward and punched the bridge of the nose of the flower shirt again. Huala a burst of noise, flower shirt with TV cabinet overturned on the ground, his face like a soy sauce shop, red, purple, black together bloom.

"I... my nose!" Flower shirt lying on the ground, covering the bloody nose, crying in pain: "my nose bone...!"

"Your nose is broken, isn't it?" Yang Xiaobao said with a smile, "this punch is just when you open the door. I'll give it back to you. It's your major to shoot three dirty films, and it's my major to beat people. You love your job and work hard, so do I. Do you think my major is not worse than yours? He said, "if you break your nose, it won't hit you on the chin."

"Fuck... Fuck! You... You're dead! " Flower shirt gasped and swore, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, ding a light sound, an upper incisor and the saliva fell to the floor.

Yang Xiaobao stood beside him and said with a smile, "there are two more teeth. I don't believe you can spit them out again. I know what I've done. "

"You... You damn..." flower shirt and scolded a, really have teeth spit out, but only one.

Yang Xiaobao was not satisfied. He frowned slightly and said to himself, "Damn, I was overworked last night. I'm not in a good state today. I said I broke your nose and three front teeth, but I lost one!"

Jiang Xueqing listened to it and laughed with her stomach in her hand. There are so many things to pay attention to, and there is really no one. However, when she laughed out, she felt more relieved.

Flower shirt is both fear and laughter, this special Ouyang Peng that old goods are provoked by what cruel ah? He was afraid that Yang Xiaobao would roll up his sleeve and make up one more punch, which would really kill him. He pulled up his throat and cried out, "help! Help! Someone's killed

With his wisdom in the world of rivers and lakes, he thinks it's useless to shout to beat people. He has to shout to kill people to attract people.

However, it turns out that it's no use shouting to kill people. Flower shirt yelled for a long time, but there was no movement, not even a knock on the door to ask what happened next door tenants and room attendants.

Yang Xiaobao didn't stop him at all. He sat on the sofa in the guest room and lit a cigarette. When he was tired, he said faintly, "keep shouting, don't stop! I don't want to think about what this special place is? You and Ouyang old bastard two dead perverts specially choose the interest hotel! It's used by men and women to play, abuse and handle affairs. Is the sound insulation of the guest room first-class? "

That's right. The hotel is specially used by men and women with excess energy. The sound insulation of the guest rooms inside is really special. There is no way to ask for help, but Ouyang Peng's choice of place is too wonderful.

"It's self - inflicted, you can't live!" Jiang Xueqing feels funny and comes with a word of mending the sword.

Flower shirt feebly lamented a, have a kind of want to die feeling.

"Bang, bang." There's a knock on the door. It's supposed to be Ouyang Peng.

Huashan lining seems to see the hope of being rescued. She takes a deep breath and pulls up her throat. She is thinking of a warning, so that Ouyang Peng can save himself after he escapes. Suddenly the chest was heavily stepped on a foot, immediately feel the heart want to crack, breath a suffocation, no sound.

Yang Xiaobao opened the door.