However, Mr. Yang still didn't leave for a while, maybe because he wanted to get some clear replies.
"That's so long-winded." Sister Hua muttered angrily.
Xing Bao took off his big headphones and advised in a childish voice:
"Old Yang, you don't need to be discouraged. In fact, the increase is not important. Talented actors are the biggest reliance on Dongzhou World to gain a foothold in the main realm."
Lackey was delighted by his daughter's words, "Bao, do you think they don't understand?
"But if my brother is not under their control, then it is not reliance, but chaos.
"Do you really think they are thinking about the Dongzhou world? Don't be stupid. You are 5 years old and have passed the childish age.
"This kind of old guy just wants to get the fountain to rejuvenate himself."
The team of investigators at the entrance of the tent looked even colder after hearing this, and some even said anxiously as if they were about to get angry: "What are you talking about? Mr. Yang is not that kind of person!"
"Hey." Xing Bao looked at the old man, "If you insist on a fountain, Lao Yang, you might as well call me brother just now. Absolutely, definitely, never choose the fountain."
Lackey was not going to give any face, and his face was even happier with a bruised nose and swollen face, and he said again:
"Tip from Lucky's dad: The more dedicated these people are, the more things they will screw up. It's best for them to just do nothing."
The father and daughter seemed to be singing a double act. The birdmen laughed and laughed, and the expressions of the cops changed more and more.
"Mr. Yang, please leave first. If you have any questions, please contact us again."
The big guy tried to persuade them, but he just wanted these old colleagues to leave as soon as possible. Before their attitudes and ideas changed, they would only say too much and make many mistakes.
But think about it, the Bureau of Investigation is also in trouble. It has a life-and-death grudge against the showman. It will definitely not be able to defeat a big company with money, and it will not give power casually if it throws away power...
"We are very determined to reconcile." Before Mr. Yang left, he said solemnly with a calm face:
"You can tell us the conditions. We will do whatever it takes. No matter what the conditions are, our people can do it."
"Get out of here, okay?" Mohawk couldn't stand listening anymore and finally spoke.
"Let's go first..." The big man had to move his hands and forcefully pulled Mr. Yang outside.
"Let synthetic oil be the director!" Ginny suddenly shouted, "If you can meet this condition, the showman may be interested."
The big man was suddenly shocked and almost froze in place, Ginny!
I am the director? How can I be so virtuous... But it turns out you value me so much, Ginny!
At this time, Yang Lao condensed and said nothing. He led a group of investigators out of the tent and walked away in the crowded and chaotic frontline camp.
"I really don't understand." Xing Bao shook his little head, "Why are they so retarded?"
"Do you think they are smart?" Ayasha threw a yellow skateboard on the ground and was about to leave, saying:
"They are not even as smart as dolphins. The reason why they can sit there and point fingers is because they are more cruel and shameless than us.
"They have many things in their minds, such as interests, highs and lows, positives and negatives, gains and losses... but there is no word 'respect', and things will fail when it comes to this aspect, because there really is no such thing.
"Xingbao, if you feel you can't figure it out, think about this."
Ayasha felt that this was just the case.
If that old guy would stop talking so much nonsense that he thinks he’s awesome, and instead say:
Sorry about the past, we want that life fountain, can you help us choose it? Thank you.
"I'm sorry" and "Thank you" are as simple as that, but they just can't say them.
Even if they could tell, Ayasha herself wouldn't pay attention, but the good showman Lei Yue she knew might be able to.
"Baby." Lucky rarely looked serious, "If you listen carefully to my sister-in-law, you will learn more than you can in kindergarten."
"Maybe it's not that simple." Mohawk said, taking a sip of strong wine, "Based on my experience in being a street gang...
"No street gang has one mind, and the top brass of the Bureau of Investigation must have different views on this fountain.
"This fountain means more changes, and the last thing some people want is change. So some people want the fountain, and some hope that the showman will take the useless-looking rubber duck.
"Which side does this old Yang belong to, and how much responsibility does he bear for his screw-up?"
The big guy scratched his head after hearing this. He had never been to the headquarters and stayed there for a few days, so he really couldn't say anything about it.
But it is true that if Mr. Yang came to lobby in person like this, it would be better to send a "street expert" negotiating team. The bureau has such a department.
Maybe the bureau thinks that Mr. Yang's presence in person will give the showman more face and show his sincerity. Maybe there are other reasons...
The big guy didn't want to think this way, but a thought came to his mind: power struggle?
As the door to the world opens, the Investigation Bureau, Border Patrol Agency and other organizations are undergoing internal adjustments, and the existence of the supernova of the Showman makes everything even more complicated.
The Bureau of Investigation had obviously decided to deal with the showman before, thinking of ways to confiscate his strange creature pistol.
But on the night of Dongzhou, the amplification material made them temporarily change their attitude, and the cooperation faction gained the upper hand.
But if we cooperate, who can reach a reconciliation with the showman, the director, the manager, the Lin family and other discussing families...
In this way, some matters cannot be left to others. This relationship is power itself.
Mr. Yang had a chance to seize this power, but he messed up.
Because... the big man can't say it. Ye Mist Girl's words are very cynical, but she seems to be a little bit...
"Respect", Mr. Yang personally came to ask for reconciliation. If it was his muscle synthetic oil, he would certainly be greatly moved, and he might even shed tears of gratitude.
But this highly prestigious manager would probably be sent to the guillotine if he was a good showman...
"The notes are always in a mess. The old man was so angry that his face turned black, but he didn't give up yet. It seems that they think they can get a lot of benefits from the showman.
"Cooperation or something like that, maybe tomorrow it will be the director's turn to talk nonsense."
Ayasha said, stepped on the skateboard, kicked off the ground, and slid outside, "Let's go, see you later."
"Ayasha, wait!" Sister Hua was about to call her, "Don't go to Lei Yue yet. You guys will have sex later. He still has to do a post-match interview."
Ayasa raised her middle finger to Sister Hua. The night fog began to appear. She slid her skateboard and quickly disappeared.
Everyone laughed endlessly, not wanting to be disturbed by the bad things about the Bureau of Investigation, and immediately cheered for the latest news:
The ratings of Thorns Channel exceeded 78%!
"How much of a dividend is this?"
Sister Hua smiled so hard that her facial muscles almost froze, and the sky was filled with flying darts.
She doesn't want to have to deal with so many messy things, so she plans to take the dividends and retire honorably in a few days.
"Synthetic oil, we have to leave too. If Lei Lei doesn't want to interview and wants to have sex, I have to speak for him."
As she walked outside, Ginny waved and called, "Can you drive a motorcycle?"
"Oh!" The big man couldn't help but get excited, "Yes, yes..."
The two of them got out of the tent, borrowed a motorcycle belonging to the Thorns Channel staff, and the big man drove, with Ginny sitting behind and hugging him, and drove into the night.
The big guy put aside Lao Yang's affairs for the time being. This was the pinnacle of his life.
Through radio contact signals, the two knew that Lei Yue was heading to the Central City Theater Square, probably to pick up his Black Bull motorcycle.
When they arrived at the square, there was already a sea of people here. People from all walks of life were busy. The wounded were carried on stretchers by medical staff, and the policemen pulled up the blockade...
The reporters were like a pack of hounds, surrounding Lei Yue who had just arrived, eight floors inside and eight floors outside, scrambling to get their trademarked microphones closer to him:
"Good showman, why don't you kill the premature girl? Do you have any story with her?"
"What made you choose the rubber duck?"
"How about you tell me how you feel tonight?"
Jiang Meier was also in the group of reporters, doing front-line attacks for Spread First Entertainment. At this time, relying on her familiarity with the show people, she squeezed in the front and shouted:
"Good showman, here! Do you think you gave everyone a good show tonight?"
Lei Yue really looked over at her and asked: "As an audience, do you think there was a good show tonight?"
"How did you feel when you beat the first place?" Another reporter asked from the side.
At this time, Lei Yue saw Ginny and Synthetic Oil hurriedly walking in the distance, and waved to them, "Ginny, I leave it to you."
He suddenly levitated and flew out, breaking through the heavy rain and leaving quickly.
"A good showman, a good showman!"
"Hey, showman!"
The reporters chased him one after another, even crazier than the most fanatical groupies, but the figure in black flew away in the blink of an eye.
"Haha, hello everyone!" At this time, Ginny stood up stroking her palms and said with a smile: "You can ask me if you have anything."
Everyone recognized who she was and immediately gathered around her. The big guy tried his best to maintain order: "Don't crowd, don't crowd!"
Thorns Channel, Fat Dog had no choice but to apologize to 78% of the viewers:
"The showman has flown away, and the news I received here is that he is going to bed!
"His exclusive interview will be scheduled for tomorrow. Let's hear what Ginny has to say first..."