"Are you plotting against me?" Even though he is an idiot, Zheng Guangwen understands the key to the problem. [k
"You can say that." The man did not deny it. "But you also got what you wanted, didn't you?"
Thinking of the 6 million in his bank account and the 10 million check that just came into his pocket, Zheng Guangwen said something. Any opportunity is accompanied by risks, but if the Meng family is really as strong as he said,
How can I leave Hong Kong?
Seeing that Zheng Guangwen stopped talking, the man sitting in the cab laughed and said, "Okay, Mr. Zheng, now it's time to work together. I think you must have a backup of the data in your phone, right?"
You are smart enough to do this. Of course, if not, then I will be very disappointed in you and can only ask you to get out of the car."
Zheng Guangwen looked at the travel bag that he had been holding firmly in his hand, swallowed, and said, "Yes, I have a backup." [
He understood that in his current situation, he could only be eaten to death by him. The thin man quickly slipped out of the bustling urban area in his car, and instead drove to the remote suburbs. The population there was relatively chaotic.
, strange faces often appear. Moreover, the Meng family's network of influence is too strong, and there is no guarantee that they will not be discovered if they are in the urban area.
The car parked in front of an old-looking building. The short man got out of the car first, and Zheng Guangwen also got out with his travel bag. The two walked on the dark stairs one after another.
, climbing up the stairs. From time to time, people coming downstairs passed by them, but they had no inquiring eyes on them. This building originally belonged to the same owner, and most of the people living upstairs
They are all tenants, and people often check out. Many people cannot even afford to rent such a building.
On the fifth floor, the short man stopped in front of a large iron door stained with iron marks. There was a dark red house number on it: 502. The short man took out the key from his pocket and opened the creaking iron door.
. Inside is a large single room, about thirty square meters. There is a single bed, a shabby-looking table, two wooden chairs, and a water dispenser. But what is extremely incongruous with this environment is that
There was actually a brand new BM laptop placed on the old table.
The short man looked at the house and said apologetically: "The house was found temporarily. Although the conditions are not very good, it is relatively safe. This is the most important thing to us. I think, with a thousand dollars in my arms
With a check of 10,000 yuan, no matter how bad the place is, I won’t feel too uncomfortable. Are you right? Mr. Zheng Guangwen.”
"It's okay, I can make do with it." Zheng Guangwen swallowed his saliva and replied. He was right. The 10 million in his pocket made his body feel better now. Even if the conditions are more difficult than now, he can still do it.
persistent.
"Okay, Mr. Zheng, it's an honor to be in the same room with you. From now on, this room will be the place where we work together. That computer is your work tool. From this moment on, it's up to you and me to
Let’s lead the entertainment storm together!”
"Okay." Zheng Guangwen put the travel bag in his hand on a chair that looked slightly cleaner, and said with a gloomy look. He knew that he was being used by others, and he also knew what they wanted to do by using him. But, then
Isn't it what he wants to do? He was originally dissatisfied with the end of this entertainment storm. Now someone is willing to let him continue, and the reward is 10 million Hong Kong dollars... This money is worth his life.
"Then let's get started! Mr. Zheng, don't you feel the excitement of making history?" The thin man said with a smile. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one for himself without giving it to Zheng Guangwen.
Soon, the smell of tobacco spread and filled the whole room. The room was a little choked, and Zheng Guangwen, a non-smoker, couldn't help coughing twice. The short man apologized to Zheng Guangwen and went to settle the account.
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Zheng Guangwen turned on the computer. There was a network card installed in the computer, so he could access the Internet directly without pulling the network cable. Zheng Guangwen opened the web page and tested the speed. It was not bad. He first browsed some portals and several major forums to discuss this matter.
After drawing the conclusion and the reaction of netizens, he then selected several targets. What he has to do now is to uncover this illusion, write an article with his excellent writing style as a journalist, and then add it to Tang Tang
The text message evidence and photo evidence stirred up the matter again.
When the matter attracts people's attention again, the real battle begins. At that time, he has to release evidence bit by bit to guide public opinion on the matter in another direction. This is easy for Zheng Guangwen
, it is too easy to earn these tens of millions. Zheng Guangwen was busy writing a manuscript, while the short man lay beside the dilapidated door and smoked. The room became quiet, with only the sound of keyboard tapping coming from time to time.
"Boom", "Boom"!
There were two slight knocks on the door. Although the sound was very small, it still startled the two people who were concentrating on their work and thinking. They looked at each other, and the short man made a silence to Zheng Guangwen.
With a lewd gesture, he pulled out a black pistol from his waist. He gently pulled the safety catch and walked towards the door on hands and feet.
After the short man stood by the door, he gestured to Zheng Guangwen again. Zheng Guangwen immediately understood what he meant and shouted to the door: "Who is it?"
"Sending boiling water." An old woman's voice came over, speaking in the local Hong Kong dialect.
The short man had just rented the house, and he didn't know if the landlord would provide boiling water. I wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, if the two of them lived here in the future, they would have to go out less frequently and eat instant noodles instead.
It was the shortest way. There was nothing in this room, and they really needed boiling water. So I felt relieved, turned off the safety of the pistol, inserted it into my waist, and then opened the door to the room.
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When he saw the enchanting and charming body standing at the door, he knew something was broken. But a flash of silver light flashed by, and he no longer had the ability to think. A thin gap appeared on his neck, leaking out.
Blood was coming out. Ren Meng smiled at Zheng Guangwen, who was speechless with his mouth wide open, and said, "You don't have to be afraid, someone asked me not to kill you for the time being."
In fact, Ren Meng was able to find Zheng Guangwen so quickly, and Yuan Feiyue was indispensable. After meeting Zheng Guangwen that night, Yuan Feiyue had a strong opinion of Zheng Guangwen as a friend. She didn't expect that this man would be like this when he tore away the gentle disguise and exposed his true nature.
He was so terrifying and disgusting, and what he said was even more incomprehensible.
But when the news came out the next day that Zhao Qiang and Tang Tang, two big stars in the entertainment industry, were having an affair at the same time, Yuan Feiyue thought of what Zheng Guangwen said at that time and his sinister expression. Could it be that Zheng Guangwen had known about it in advance
What? Soon, his reputation will be tarnished and he will become a wretch. Everyone will abandon him, spurn him, and insult him...
Zheng Guangwen just said this last night, and the negative news about Zhao Qiang came out immediately the next day. Could it be that this matter has something to do with Zheng Guangwen? Moreover, it was the "Hong Kong Island News" where Zheng Guangwen worked for that first published the matter.
.Yuan Feiyue suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, dialed Zheng Guangwen's mobile phone number and turned off the phone.[
When he called their newspaper office to find him, a man told him rudely that Zheng Guangwen had left, and then hung up rudely. Resigned? How is that possible? How much effort did Zheng Guangwen put in to get the opportunity to work in Hong Kong?
!How could he resign so easily? Moreover, he didn’t say he was resigning yesterday. By the way, he said he had a lot of money and wanted to take himself to the United States...
Yuan Feiyue has been able to confirm that Zheng Guangwen's anomaly is definitely related to Zhao Qiang's scandal. Moreover, it is very likely that he created this turmoil. While other media reporters were enjoying this entertainment feast crazily,
Yuan Feiyue found the phone number she had not called for a long time.
Zhao Qiang received a call from Yuan Feiyue on the way to Macau. Zhao Qiang was hesitant to answer the phone number, which was not stored on his mobile phone at all. Under Lang Yixin's usual gaze, Zhao Qiang
I pressed the answer button calmly. ***, I didn’t answer the call today. Lang Yixin must have thought that he had done something shameful, and then someone came to the door. I was afraid that he knew something, so I didn’t dare to answer the phone.
…
"Zhao Qiang? I'm Yuan Feiyue." A female voice said urgently on the other side of the phone.
"Yuan Feiyue..." Zhao Qiang felt that this name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember the face that corresponded to it. After running outside all day long and seeing many people, not everyone can remember it.
Zhao Qiang doesn't have Ren Meng's abnormal photographic memory.
"Don't you remember me?" Feeling the pause in Zhao Qiang's words, Yuan Feiyue's voice was a little sad.
"Ah! I remember, how could I not remember? Haha, we have met before!" Zhao Qiang laughed and said, "Feiyue, what do you want from me?"
"Zhao Qiang, where are you now? Something big happened in Hong Kong." Yuan Feiyue said anxiously.
"Big thing? What big thing?" Although Hong Kong has been stirred up, Zhao Qiang really didn't know anything about it. This matter was only reported by the "Hong Kong Island News" first this morning, and the fastest reaction was the Hong Kong media. Although
Media reports soon came out in the mainland, but at this time Zhao Qiang and Lang Yixin were already on the highway to Macau. They had no newspapers, no TV, and no Internet. And Ren Meng wanted to report this matter to him on his behalf.
It was solved, so I didn't tell him about it to avoid distracting him. It would be impossible to directly fight against the princes without maintaining extreme vigilance.