In the hotel room, listening to Wang Shuo's report, Fang Qiwen's face changed drastically.
"Yes, many media in Hong Kong have now begun to spread this news."
Wang Shuo picked up the newspaper in his hand and said: "Although it seems a bit fanciful, I confirmed with the deputy director of "Xiangjiang Star" that such a thing did happen."
"And the police are currently investigating..."
Wang Shuo looked at Fang Qiwen carefully:
"The deputy director also speculated that Zhai Wenjun was behind the matter."
"No wonder, no wonder..."
Fang Qiwen's eyes were dull and she muttered to herself, as if she suddenly lost strength, and whispered with a weak look on her face: "Everything is over, we are out."
Wang Shuo was a little confused: "Out?"
"It's my fault."
Fang Qiwen closed her eyes and said, "I couldn't help it. I shouldn't have extended the invitation to Han Sen in public. Now everyone really knows that Yuanzheng and Hanhai have already started taking action, and Guang Guang is expected to join the game."
"Han Sen, no matter how talented he is, doesn't need to be like this, right?"
Wang Shuo couldn't understand.
"Why can the King of Reserves become a legend?"
"Because every reserve player who comes out of here will be able to play his own role in the future. Since Han Sen has passed the screening of our Miracle Media, he is naturally qualified to become one of them."
"Do you know what a king or queen-level singer represents? It's enough to affect the stock price of a listed company."
"not to mention……"
Fang Qiwen smiled bitterly, picked up her phone, and played the song "Glory Years".
The melody is still moving, and the singing directly touches the heart.
Wang Shuo's face was full of doubts.
Fang Qiwen said slowly: "Early this morning, the South African Ministry of Foreign Affairs held a press conference to officially announce that Antoine will be inaugurated as the president of South Africa in one month. At the inauguration ceremony, this song from China was considered by South African officials to represent the so-called
The "Glory Days" of freedom and peace will resound throughout South Africa."
"According to the spokesperson of South Africa's new cabinet, Antoine's first phone call will be to China after he takes office, and the first country he will visit will also be China..."
Wang Shuo was stunned.
Antoine is a recent international hot topic, and his every move has attracted much attention and is subject to interpretation.
After the president of a capitalist country changed his term, he not only played Chinese songs at the inauguration ceremony, but also immediately visited the largest socialist country in the world...
Simply wonderful.
By then, it will be difficult for this Chinese song to become popular.
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Hong Kong, Kowloon.
Lei's Martial Arts School is located on the corner of the street.
Han Sen wore a mask and a baseball cap and squatted at the convenience store nearby. While observing the surrounding environment, he carefully checked the information of Lei's Martial Arts School on his mobile phone.
This time when Zhao Yixin's accident happened, it was all for himself. Han Sen couldn't ignore it, but he also wouldn't recklessly come to kick him out.
At this moment, he felt angry in his heart and needed to vent it.
He is waiting.
There are not many passers-by here, and the location is relatively remote, but the decoration of the martial arts hall is extremely luxurious.
After all, Lei's Film Company was hatched here. Although it is not well-known nationwide, in the Greater Bay Area, the industry is still deeply impressed by Lei's Film Company.
More than ten years ago, Lei's Martial Arts School lost its job almost as soon as it opened, and people did not have much interest in Chinese martial arts.
In order to survive, apprentices in martial arts schools joined the film and television industry. At first, they were just walk-ins. Later, as related kung fu movies became popular, the apprentices gradually became martial arts instructors one by one, and they had a strong say in the industry.
However, things took a turn, and the days when kung fu movies were prosperous did not last long. After three or five years, they were reduced to small martial arts studios that no one cared about.
However, because they are involved in the film and television industry, these martial artists are very familiar with many big names in the entertainment industry in Hong Kong.
They once acted as horse boys and wandered in the gray area.
However, as China began to crack down on this issue, each and every one of these young men was imprisoned.
After coming out in recent years, he has gradually lost his usefulness. He only relies on his previous connections to continue to serve the big guys in the industry. By the way, he also established a Ray's Film Company, trying to continue filming through the investment of the big guys.
Movies make money.
It's a pity that this company needs technology but not technology, and it needs talent but not talent. After several incidents of bullying by directors, its reputation in the industry gradually became bad.
The so-called Ray's Film Company existed in name only and gradually became a low-level film company. It is now affiliated with Miracle Media.
As the general manager of the Miracle Media branch, Zhai Wenjun has always been in contact with these horses. He hates Han Sen deeply. In order to prevent Han Sen from making a comeback, he also made three detailed plans to implement.
But what he never expected was that Han Sen was like the chosen one. Whether it was a car accident, a beating or poisoning, he would ignore it every time.
Zhai Wenjun began to doubt life.
Because of these things, the police also investigated him, so Zhai Wenjun brought money to Lei's Martial Arts Hall today to personally interview Zaodong and others, so that they could go abroad to avoid the limelight.
"Isn't it necessary?"
Soap Dong sat on the recliner, his knees tightly wrapped with white gauze, "I am just looking for trouble at best. There is no need to go abroad to avoid the limelight. Brother Jun, you are too cautious."
"Shut up! Just do whatever I ask you to do, why is there all this nonsense!"
Zhai Wenjun smoked a cigarette with trembling fingers, but cursed mercilessly in his mouth.
Seeing Brother Jun's expression, Fat Zaidong was puzzled. I need to go abroad to avoid the limelight. Why are you trembling?
Zhai Wenjun was not at peace in his heart at this time.
I even felt a little scared.
An hour ago, his father who was far away in the capital called. Before he could react, there was a burst of curses covering his head and face.
Zhai Wenjun was puzzled at first, until he heard that Han Sen was about to join the King of Heaven reserve within the group, he instantly felt cold all over.
His first subconscious thought was to prevent Han Sen from entering the reserve force.
The last person who came out of the group's King of Reserves is not only still popular in the industry, he also bought shares of Miracle Group and became the company's sixth largest shareholder.
This happened four years ago.
In just four years, a king reserve player completed a counterattack.
If Han Sen is allowed to take over...
As Zhai Wenjun drove over, he felt his heart pounding in his ears.
He never expected that Fang Qiwen's energy would be so great that she could allow Han Sen to join the Heavenly King Reserve.
Yes, even now, Zhai Wenjun still does not recognize Han Sen's outstanding talent and qualifications to enter the King's Reserve.
He only believed that there was an indescribable secret deal between Fang Qiwen and Han Sen.
"Brother Jun, my leg cannot be broken in vain, you have to make the decision for me!"
Fat Zaidong pointed to his knees with an aggrieved look on his face: "Doctors say I have a long life, otherwise this kick to my head would make me burst..."
Although the description was a bit exaggerated, Zaodong still remembered the excruciating pain in his knees that night.
He couldn't even understand that a side kick could break his body, and that he could walk around and lift his feet and just say "Ah, hit". What kind of trick was that?
It has such great power!
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