"Then what do you think I'm so good at now?" Lin Yang asked with a smile.
"This..." Su Yu was immediately speechless by the question.
"I'm just good at fighting! I'm actually average at other things. Don't think that I really won any Sanda championship. You have to know that Brother Hao is just a provincial Sanda champion! And he is definitely a champion!
He also took advantage of my unpreparedness and fell into my trap, otherwise do you really think I would get rid of him so easily?" Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Is this...really..." Su Yu nodded lightly, feeling that it made sense.
Lin Yang sent Su Yu back to school and asked Ma Hai to instruct the operating company below to post more posts online and control comments to prevent anyone from making a fuss about tonight's events.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Yanghua already has a trump card here!
Lin Yang returned to Yanghua, picked up the USB flash drive placed on the table, inserted it into the computer and checked it again, and let out a deep breath.
With this USB flash drive, all public opinions on the Internet will be defeated without attack!
Tomorrow, all these rumors will disappear!
Jiangcheng Linjiang Hotel.
Song Jing has been taken into the VIP area of the hotel by Feng Xiaoqian.
At this moment, the VIP area is overcrowded.
Everyone was bustling and sitting together, chatting and drinking happily, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Yo! Director Song!"
"Director Song is here!"
"Haha, I knew Director Song would come!"
"Come on, Director Song, sit over here!"
"Director Song, no matter what, we have to have a good drink or two!"
The men and women in the VIP area stood up one after another and warmly greeted Song Jing as he came.
Song Jing glanced at these people and was immediately stunned.
Only then did I realize that half of the people sitting here were from the crew of "Fighting the Tiger"! And the rest, some of them were popular stars who came from other places, as well as several department officials.
Are they all poached by Fan Le?
At this time, Fan Le and Wen Li, who were well dressed in formal attire, walked quickly, arm in arm.
"Haha, Director Song! I have been waiting for you for a long time! Director Song is willing to come here with honor, we have really earned a lot of face. Director Song, come on, come on, take your seat!"
Fan Le was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward to greet him.
However, Director Song shook his hand away and said expressionlessly: "Fan Le! What on earth do you want to do?"
"What are you doing?" Fan Le was slightly startled, then said with a smile: "Director Song! Don't worry! You sit down and have a glass of wine first, and I will talk to you in detail about our new film project, okay?"
"Drink? Drink your ass!!" Song Jing spat and yelled: "How can we have a new movie project? Do you know that you people are all going to be in disaster!!"
As soon as he said these words, the boiling scene suddenly became silent.
Fan Le's smile also froze.
"Director Song, what do you mean? What kind of disaster is coming?"
