Chapter 392

what? The largest shareholder of the company is Xiao Ye of the ran family?

Zhao ninghan has just finished reading the tall building of paoran's house. This Xiaoye represents the combination of power and wealth in Jiangzhou. Unexpectedly, he is also involved in the entertainment industry.

Zhao ninghan choked, "President Li and the company can't just give me up. Listen to me..."

"What's the explanation? Look at how many people scold you on the Internet. Lord Xiao has spoken. I can't protect you this time. Take care of yourself."

The other party hung up.

Zhao ninghan listened to the busy beep from her mobile phone, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"You're playing big cards. I'll help you deal with it. You've lost your head and fell in love during the rising period of your career. I begged grandpa and grandma to help you seal your heels with the media. You've had an affair with little white face. Do you know how many people stare at your position and want to pull you down? You've been blinded by lard. I've done my utmost to you for so many years. I'll take care of myself in the future Come on. "

The agent put down the words, turned and left, and didn't want to take care of her anymore.

"Sister Xu, will you help me find a way? We've been through so many hardships for so many years. You can't leave me at this time." Zhao ninghan rushed over, grabbed the broker's hand and begged bitterly.

"I have warned you for a long time. If you don't listen to me, what can I do? Who do you provoke? She doesn't care. Her nephew is a vengeful man. Do you want me to die with you?"

The agent shook off her hand and left without looking back.

Zhao ninghan walked out of the meeting in a daze. In an instant, a large number of media surrounded her. Flash lights came one after another. She could hardly open her eyes.

She was overwhelmed by questions from all sides. The reporters carrying the microphone and camera were like vampires with their mouths open. Their eyes were full of crazy greed and wanted to eat their meat and blood.

Zhao ninghan was in a mess. Surrounded by a group of people, she stumbled, "get away... Get away..."

She tried her best to shout, but it was like a stone thrown into the sea without any response.

And the embarrassment of her gaffe was recorded by the camera.

Media review - the fall of an era and the rise of a new star.

Liang Yanran and Zhao ninghan, this era has ended, and the future belongs to young people.

Mingxin's first official appearance left an excellent impression on the public. With the Frank evaluation of the media, she is about to open the next era.

The future star of the entertainment industry is running around the snack street at the moment, "stinky tofu, I like stinky tofu best."

Mingxin's eyes lit up, holding two strings of roasted squid in his hand, pointed to the stinky tofu and said, "boss, give me a stinky tofu and put more pepper."

"OK."

Mingxin took a bite of roasted squid and kept it fragrant.

"In the past, I didn't dare to eat at all. I can finally have fun."

Liang Yanran is fat prone. Since becoming an actor, in order to maintain his figure, he hasn't eaten carbon water for ten years. Even rice is eaten by counting grains.

The dissatisfaction of taste buds, coupled with all kinds of pressure, led to depression.

Mingxin has low body fat rate, young and healthy body, excellent metabolism, and is not fat no matter how you eat.

But just in case, she quit carbon water half a month in advance. What has supported her willpower for half a month is her recklessness tonight.

Roasted kebabs, stinky tofu, hot and sour powder, fruit fishing... She can now let go of her taste buds.

It's so happy.

Mingjing shook his head with a smile, took out a paper towel and gently wiped the oil stains from Mingxin's mouth.

Mingxin licked his lips, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The small vendor quickly made the stinky tofu. Mingxin tied one with a sign and handed it to Mingjing's mouth.

"Younger martial sister, taste it. It's tofu. It won't break your ring. Although you don't eat at noon, there are exceptions."

The bright mirror walks through the weaving stream of people, with bright lights and noisy voices. She wears a white skirt and doesn't dye human fireworks.

The eyes and eyebrows are calm and pure, which can't be covered up by the night.

"It is not a time eater. It is fasting and fasting together. It is said that the six emotions are prohibited from being contaminated with the six dust, and all evil tools are cut off together to practice the good of all. Therefore, it is called fasting."

If you want to be free, your appetite must be purified.

Mingxin stuffed the stinky tofu into her mouth. She had fate with the Buddha, but she couldn't become the Buddha after all.

Ordinary people, love and hate, love and hatred, stop sitting and lying, eat and have sex.

They had just left the front foot, and the back foot smelled. The customer came to the tofu stall again.

"Two portions of stinky tofu."

A low magnetic voice fell to his ear, and the boss quickly looked up.

Two tall and slender young people stood in front of the booth, all wearing hats and masks, covering their faces tightly, giving people a mysterious and noble feeling.

It was the man wearing a blue fisherman's hat on the left. He was a little lower than the young man next to him. Compared with the coldness of another young man, he looked much softer, his eyes were gentle and calm, with a somewhat sparse smile.

"OK, do you want pepper?"

The man thought and shook his head.

Top stream singers like Qu Feitai, whose voice is more expensive than their face, should not eat irritating food at ordinary times.

Qu Feitai picked up his mobile phone, scanned the payment code pasted on the booth, and asked casually, "how much is it?"

The sound is more pleasant to hear. It is as cold as the top of a snowy mountain and as clear as a spring. It looks like the purest jade without any impurities.

The boss was stunned and subconsciously looked up at the man.

The man's eyes are hidden under the brim of his hat, like two dark ancient pools.

Subconsciously, the boss blurted out: "Twelve... Twelve dollars."

The man pointed his finger on the mobile phone screen, and soon the mobile phone in the boss's pocket came out the voice broadcast to the account.

The boss saw the man's hands, slender fingers, beautiful and incredible.

Two beauties have just left. Here are two more handsome guys. What's his eye blessing tonight.

Especially the girl in white dress just now, she really looks like a fairy coming out of the picture.

Now I think of it, my heart is shaking.

Zhou zhengru took two portions of stinky tofu and handed one to Qu Feitai.

Qu Feitai was stunned.

"How can you come to Jiangzhou without stinking tofu?"

She likes it so much. It should be delicious.

Qu Feitai picked it up. Two big men walked in the crowd, one holding a bowl of stinky tofu. Although they all covered their faces with masks and hats, they were killed by their body temperament.

Two little girls rushed over with red faces, stopped the way of qufeitai, and said shyly, "little brother, can you give me your micro signal?"

Zhou zhengru suddenly felt that the stinky tofu he ate in his mouth didn't smell good.

They are all men. Why is qufeitai more popular than him? Isn't uncle type popular now?

What's wrong with him?

Under the brim of the hat, the sword eyebrows frown slightly.

Seeing that the man did not speak, he did not hesitate to bypass them and stride into the crowd.

The voice of Qu Feitai is too recognizable. His fan group is oriented to young people. As long as he makes a sound, he will be recognized.

Zhou zhengru touched his nose and was about to catch up when one of the girls grabbed his sleeve.

"Brother, are you friends? Can you give me the wechat of that brother just now? Please..."

The little girl begged pitifully.

Zhou zhengru shook his head: "sorry, I can't disclose his micro signal without his consent."

Then he took back his hand and strode to catch up.

They hurried to catch up, and they had long disappeared from the crowd.

"Do you think the brother in the blue hat has a familiar voice? Where have you heard it?"

"As soon as you say it, I think... And don't you think the back of my brother in black looks familiar?"

The two looked at each other.

"Tonight's Fashion Festival will be held in Jiangzhou."

"Zhou zhengru!"

"Qu Feitai!"

Their screams pierced the noise of the night market and pierced the sky of the night.

"Xiao Fei, wait for me." Zhou zhengru caught up.

"I feel old for the first time." Zhou zhengru smiled bitterly.

In his late thirties, it was the golden age for male actors, but compared with the vigorous young people like Qu Feitai, he was half buried.

Qu Feitai stared at a figure in the crowd and always kept a short distance.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd, the flow of people poured in retrogradely, and the qufeitai fell back.

He steadied himself, grabbed a young man and asked, "what happened?"

"Someone is crazy ahead. He took a machete and cut people indiscriminately. It's terrible. Run quickly."

Then he broke away from the hand of the flying platform and ran away without looking back.

"Killed...!" Panic screams came from the crowd.

Zhou zhengru looked like a Lin, threw the stinky tofu in his hand, and rushed up without thinking.

Qu Feitai also rushed out against the flow of people for the first time.

As soon as they came to a fried chicken stand, the boss suddenly went crazy and threw a pot of hot oil at them.

At the critical moment, the mirror pulled Mingxin back quickly. Seeing that the pot of hot oil fell on the innocent passing girl behind him, the mirror flew at an unusual speed and threw the girl under her.

"ZLA" after a numbing voice, Mingxin first reacted, shouted, younger martial sister, and rushed over with red eyes.

The boss pulled out a bone removal knife from under the chopping board and rushed out with a fierce face.

The people around were stunned by the accident. A net red engaged in eating and broadcasting just recorded the scene of fried chicken boss breaking hot oil. She was stunned and screamed.

"My God, it's exciting..."

In the live broadcasting room, it was also chaotic because of this change. This is the rhythm of making social news headlines.

Someone's eyes were burning and found something wrong——

"Am I dazzled? The girl in the white dress splashed with hot oil looks a little familiar. I can recognize this perfect bone even if it is pasted into the bottom of the pot..."

"Mirror? Don't scare me? How can it be?"

"Mingming can avoid it. She jumped on herself in order to save the girl behind. That's rolling oil. Sobbing must be a mirror. Only she can save people without hesitation."

"What? It's a mirror? What kind of people would want to hurt her? She's so kind. How can they bear..."

"The boss rushed out with a machete. It's terrible... He won't kill people, crazy, really crazy..."

Eating and broadcasting wanghong was not afraid of death. He rushed up excitedly, and the lens was aimed at the fallen mirror.

Then, there was a scream from the anchor in the live broadcast room: "mirror, it's really mirror!"

In the camera, the girl fell on a girl, her black hair fell like a cloud, and her little face became more and more pale and beautiful. Her clear eyes seemed to bear some emotion, which moved the hearts of millions of people through the live camera.

The girl who was pressed by the girl was stunned and stared at the beautiful face that could only be seen on TV and the Internet.

"Are you the mirror? Did you save me?"

Behind him came a worried cry: "younger martial sister..."

Mingxin rushed over and saw that the skirt of Mingjing was rolled up by boiling oil, revealing a section of white and delicate legs, and his eyes instantly turned red.

Mingjing gets up from the ground, his pupil shrinks, suddenly pulls Mingxin, wipes Mingxin's right arm with a machete, and a few seconds later, Mingxin's right arm will disappear.

Mingxin was pulled behind by the mirror. She bit her trembling lips and took out her mobile phone with trembling fingers: "I'll call 110 immediately. Yes, and an ambulance..."

The mirror pushes Mingxin away, "hide at the same time."

When the man saw that he couldn't hit, he was cruel and waved a knife again. The knife fell straight towards the neck of the mirror.

The other party is tall, big and round, and has a Sharp Machete in his hand. Mingjing is just a weak little girl. Anyone who sees such a huge gap will sweat for Mingjing.

Mingxin and eating wanghong screamed at the same time.

"No... younger martial sister." Open your heart, eyes and canthus.

I almost peed in my pants when I ate webcast red.

The whole studio was full of screams and exclamation points.

The next moment, the boy jumped up from the crowd and kicked the man's hand holding the machete. The machete took off and flew out, and the man was kicked out.

This foot seems to be mixed with the power of thunder, and it seems to be full of endless anger. Once it erupts, it has amazing power.

The mirror raised his hand and gently dropped it. He glanced at him faintly, turned and walked to the man.

It was a dark corner where the lights could not shine.

The white embroidered shoes gently stepped on the man's arm bone, and the girl's eyelashes drooped slightly, collecting the ancient glacier at the bottom of her eyes.

"Who is it?" Gently two words, like the call from the God of death.

The man stared at the girl in front of him. She was dressed in the dark night, her eyes were like a secluded pool, with a mysterious and gloomy breath, and her exit was like a knife, accurately approaching his life gate.

The fear from the soul made him tremble subconsciously, and all his backbone and integrity were thrown out of his mind.

The next moment, the girl's tiptoe was three inches from the junction of his arm bone and elbow bone. The tiptoe rolled gently, and the man groaned in pain.

The girl has the compassionate eyebrows and eyes of a saint Buddha, but her eyes are like messengers from hell, with a faint spirit of death.

"Say."