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Su Chen Leng a second, quickly fly to open the door, a song Xingtong pull over, the moment "bang" the door.

They leaned behind the door and listened to what was going on outside.

"Quick, I just seem to see song Xingtong - she must be on this floor!"

"The security guard is coming up. Shall we withdraw first?"

"Withdraw what? The most precious picture is about to be taken. How can we make the most of it? "

"But the hotel security --"

"how about the hotel security? We didn't fight, we didn't steal, we didn't rob. What can they do to us? Don't talk nonsense. We pretend to be room service and knock on the door one by one. Later, we'll take them by surprise -- "

" if we can really take the bed photos of song Xingtong and the mysterious rich second generation, then our brothers will be really happy! "

The sound insulation effect of the hotel is not very good. Su Chen and song Xingtong lean on the door and listen to their words.

Su Chen's face is strange. He takes a look at Song Xingtong and says with a smile: "these two guys want to take our bed photos --"

Song Xingtong's face is as red as a flower. He stares at Su Chen and says: "you die for me! These hateful paparazzi reporters really pissed me off

Before her voice fell, there was a loud noise outside the door, and the hotel security finally arrived late.

Two minutes later, the corridor finally quieted down.

Su Chen and song Xingtong look at each other and are relieved at the same time.

Go to the sofa, pick up a cup of water to drink a drink, Su Chen looked at Song Xingtong frowning, comfort: "don't worry, the two reporters have been driven away by the security --"

Song Xingtong sneered, said: "do you think they really will go?"

Su Chen a Leng, go to the window to open the curtain, through the dim street lights, dimly see two figures have been guarding at the door of the hotel.

"The trough! These two guys are watchdogs? "

Song Xingtong's small face showed a trace of anxiety and said: "it's over! If aunt Zhong knows that I'm coming to you again, I'll be condemned to death! "

Su Chen eyebrows a pick: "there are people dare to criticize you?"

"No one dares to criticize me --" Song Xingtong said with a drooping face: "I -- forget it, why do you say these? I'd better think about how to slip away -- "

...

one hour, two hours, three hours. Those two people are completely consumed with song Xingtong.

Not far from the door of the hotel, beside the Buick, the man with stubble cut the cigarette end in his mouth, wrapped his coat, frowned at the hotel, and said, "this song Xingtong is very strict - do you think she will come out this evening?"

The short haired young man put down his night vision telescope, thought for a moment, frowned and said, "get in the car."

"Ah?"

"I don't think we can take intimate photos of them, but we have enough photos in our hands!"

Sitting in the Buick car, the stubble man continued to monitor. The short haired young man took out the phone, turned out a number, hesitated for a moment or dialed it.

"Hello, is that Miss Zhong from Huayu? I think I have some news about Miss Song Xingtong here. You will be interested in it. "

"Who are you? What have you done with Xingtong? I tell you -- "at the other end of the phone, in a decorated hotel room, Zhong Shuyan's face suddenly became dignified.

"Miss Zhong, I think you misunderstood me! We are reporters of Yanjing daily entertainment. At present, Miss Song is not in any danger. I think Miss Song should be spending a good night with her little boyfriend in the hotel, right? These are what my colleagues and I have seen with our own eyes, so we can't do it. If you don't believe me, I still have photos of Miss Song's intimate interaction here, so you are really mistaken! "

Hearing this, Zhong Shuyan just put down her heart and put it up again.

Little boy friend?

Spend a good night together?

Photos of intimate interaction?

Her eyes narrowed slightly, instantly understood each other's intention, and said with a smile: "it turns out that she is a reporter friend who entertains everyday. I don't know what you call her?"

"Just call me Xiao Wang."

"Mr. Wang said you met Xingtong? But Xingtong is in my room now. When and where did you meet her? Besides, we Xingtong are well-known, but we are still single --- Mr. Wang, you can't talk nonsense about some things! "

The young man with short hair chuckled, as if expecting that Zhong Shuyan would deny it. Without the slightest surprise, he said, "Miss Zhong, we'd better not break something. We all know where Miss Song is now. Since I dare to make this call, it proves that I have bargaining chips to negotiate with you. I believe you are also a smart person. You won't joke about Miss Song's future, do you? "

After a long silence on the phone, Zhong Shuyan's laughter suddenly came, "how much is your stuff worth?"

"A million!"

After a long silence, Zhong Shuyan's voice suddenly turned cold: "Mr. Wang, don't you think your taste is too big?""Oh?" The short haired young man chuckled and said, "if you see the picture in my hand, you won't think so!"

"I need to see the photos --"

"OK."

A minute later, in front of the computer, Zhong Shuyan, who had finished browsing the pictures, looked ugly and said to the phone, "these photos are not worth a million."

"It's just a small part. You can't see the best part now."

Zhong Shuyan narrowed her eyes and thought for a while. She said faintly, "Mr. Wang, just a moment. I need to discuss this with the company. After all, one million is not a small amount."

"Then we'll wait for good news!"

In the hotel room, when she hung up the phone, Zhong Shuyan frowned, dialed a number and said directly, "inform the crisis public relations department that something happened to Xingtong!"

After several phone calls, Zhong Shuyan's face became more and more ugly. Finally, she dialed song Xingtong's number and asked coldly, "Xingtong, where are you now? Is it with Su Chen? "

Song Xingtong motioned for Su Chen to be quiet and went to the window. She said pitifully, "aunt Zhong, you know everything?"

Zhong Shuyan's silver teeth were biting. She said one word at a time: "now, immediately, come back to me right away!"

Song Xingtong hesitated for a few seconds and whispered, "I can't get out - I'm stuck in the hotel by two reporters!"

"Zhong Shuyan was stunned. What the reporter said was true!

She hated the iron and said: "Xingtong, do you know, you've made a big mistake!"

At the same time, Buick business car.

The stubble man took a look at the young man with short hair and said, "they don't?"

"No!" The young man with short hair said firmly: "they will certainly agree, the national goddess. It's not so easy to cultivate --"

before his voice fell, the phone rang again. As soon as his eyes lit up, the young man with short hair said with a smile: "here it is!"

Connect the phone, but inside came a low man's voice!

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