"What do you mean?" The person who asked for autographs immediately turned his face, "Why, you are looking down on us just because you are famous, right?"
As he spoke, he reached out towards Song Qiao angrily, his fingertips almost poking her eyes.
Gu Jingting's eyes sharpened, he pinched his wrist and twisted it with his backhand. The force of his merciless force almost broke his wrist, and a miserable scream rang out.
"Ah, ah... let me go, let go..."
Gu Jingting's face was as cold as frost. Looking at the man's face twisted in pain, murderous intent kept emerging in his eyes, and something dared to scream in front of him.
The man was in extreme pain and began to curse, "Song Qiao, you shameless bitch, is this how you treat your fans? Let go, or I will kill you when I turn around."
Listening to his arrogant voice, Song Qiao's original intention of wanting Gu Jingting to stop faded away.
She stood nearby and said coldly, "If I remember correctly, you were the one who started the problem just now. My bodyguard just thought I was in danger and was just acting in self-defense."
"Besides, my fans will never be unreasonable people like you."
Song Qiao stopped talking. After all, in full view of the public, some words can easily be made into a fuss by those who are interested.
She tilted her head and signaled Gu Jingting to stop.
How could a man be willing to be humiliated by her? When he saw this, he just broke away from Gu Jingting's hand and wanted to continue to make trouble. However, he quickly stopped.
After a few seconds, he slowly turned his head and looked at Gu Jingting's eyes like a dead man, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.
He knew clearly that Gu Jingting's action just now was just a simple warning. If he dared to act rashly now, he might not be able to escape from here alive.
Song Qiao watched the change in his expression, slowly raised the corners of his lips, tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you still looking for trouble? I'll accompany you."
The man stood there weighing it for a moment, and finally left unwillingly.
After settling the trouble, Song Qiao looked at other fans with a smile again, "I'm sorry, something unexpected happened, do you still need an autograph?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes."
Surrounding Song Qiao, there were several young girls. They didn't have any feelings for Song Qiao at first. At most, they thought it would be worthwhile to get an autograph when they met a celebrity.
But when Song Qiao was quarreling with that man just now, her aura was so full that they attracted so much affection that they rushed to hand out pen and paper to her.
Song Qiao signed autographs and took photos with them one by one. It took half an hour before they were finally let out.
She took Gu Jingting and got into her car as if she was running away. She patted her chest repeatedly and said, "It's a good thing I brought you out today, otherwise something would definitely happen to me."
She was sighing completely unconsciously, but perhaps she regarded Gu Jingting as one of her own, and the end of her speech unconsciously dropped two points.
It sounds like she is coquettishly whispering.
The sound fell into Gu Jingting's ears, snaked its way into his heart, and scratched him gently.
His fingertips curled up slightly, and his expression gradually darkened. When he turned his head to look at Song Qiao, his deep eyes were like a deep pool, planning to pull her into the lake and gradually sink.
"You are famous now. If you want to go out in the future, you have to provide some cover." Gu Jingting's voice was steady.
Song Qiao sat in his seat and sighed, "Actually, I haven't gotten used to it yet. I thought it was a coincidence when I was at the airport before."
After all, she had been unknown for so many years. Even if she wanted to become famous, she never thought that she would be recognized even when she was walking.
A smile flashed across Gu Jingting's eyes, "Isn't this what you hoped for?"
I want to be famous and I want to make money.
Song Qiao's expression suddenly became lively and he agreed, "Yes, I will definitely become more famous after I finish filming the movie in hand. Then I will give you as much as you want, and I will double your salary."
Even when he is prosperous, he still remembers to give him benefits, and he seems to have some conscience.
Gu Jingting started the engine and walked slowly home.
He found that his dislike for Song Qiao seemed to be lower than before.
At the very least, when I heard about her blatant greed for money, I didn't have the initial disdain, and even had some thoughts of condoning her. After all, pursuing something is not a bad thing.
"Hey, I made a lot of determination to give you a salary increase, but why didn't you respond?" Song Qiao made great ambitions, but found that the audience didn't respond at all, feeling that he was being left out.
Gu Jingting looked straight ahead and said, "Well, I am immersed in the joy of getting a salary of tens of thousands, and I haven't had time to give you any remarks yet."
Oh, that seems to make sense.
Song Qiao raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, patted his shoulder, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will work hard to double your salary as soon as possible."
"Thank you." Gu Jingting nodded.
"You're welcome."
Song Qiao was accidentally encountered by a fan at the entrance of a hotpot restaurant, and she indulged Gu Jingting in teaching the troublemaker a lesson. This incident was quickly photographed and posted online.
But this incident was obviously edited maliciously. Whether it was a video or a photo, there was only the second half of the scene where Gu Jingting and Song Qiao taught the man a lesson.
Without antecedents, her and Gu Jingting's behavior can be interpreted as not caring about fans and playing big names.
All of a sudden, all kinds of comments flooded in, some were abusive, some were disbelieving.
Although Song Qiao has more fans now than before, they don't have much stickiness. After seeing the photos and videos, not many people stood up to speak for her. Instead, they were in a wait-and-see state.
And the people behind the scenes also seized this opportunity and spread these things crazily everywhere.
Even if it is clarified later, it doesn't matter. As long as the commotion is big enough now and the impact on people is deep enough, no matter how innocent Song Qiao is in the future, their first reaction will be those negative news.
Momo was obviously aware of this and immediately called the company to request to suppress the hot search.
But she couldn't stand the money behind her, so she called Song Qiao urgently, "Qiao Qiao, hurry up and go to Weibo to clarify the matter at the hot pot restaurant."
Momo didn't have time to ask about the whole story, but she knew that there must be something hidden behind the matter.
Song Qiao took out his mobile phone and after briefly reading the content, his first reaction was that it was indeed the case.
Perhaps because she has experienced so much in the past, and every situation that develops is almost pasted and copied, she has become a little numb.
It was very quiet in the carriage. Momo's voice became louder when she made a phone call. Gu Jingting listened briefly to the content.
While waiting for the red light, he looked back at Song Qiao and found that her expression was calm. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you in a hurry?"
Song Qiao shrugged, "There's nothing to be anxious about. Someone is watching what exactly happened today. Sooner or later it will be clarified. It won't have any specific impact on me."
After she finished speaking, she rubbed her eyebrows and sighed, "There are still too few works that I can produce right now."
