Chapter 358: Play

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Mr. Zhao was extremely impatient with Xing Jingjing.

But for various reasons, she still had to hold her nose and let the publicist teach her what to do and how to guide fans.

"With her way of clearing her name, she might end up falling over in less than three hours. How can she express her grievances so straightforwardly? Are you stupid?"

Mr. Zhao sighed.

Manager Yu felt helpless and took out his mobile phone to contact Xing Jingjing's agent.

He doesn't mind what Xing Jingjing does. In his line of work, he has seen a lot of things in the industry, and he has long been concerned about the small actions of celebrity artists. In fact, many small artists themselves have no say in their own affairs. All external news is actually They are all released by the agency in the name of the artist.

"The phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later——"

Manager Yu: "??"

He quickly called Xing Jingjing's cell phone.

Still can't get through!

Manager Yu was silent for a long time and called twice more. Finally, he began to suspect that he had been blocked by Xing Jingjing and her agent.

But after coming to this conclusion, he still looked up at the hanging bottle next to him in disbelief, wondering if he had a strange disease in his ears, eyes, and brain.

Are there any artists or managers in the world who want to block their own company’s public relations manager?

Immediately, the mobile phone prompted Xing Jingjing to start the live broadcast.

Miss Xing wore a long snow-white dress with a small outer cover, looking pure and innocent.

She was sitting on the sofa, and in front of her lay a long skirt made of flowers and gold embroidery from the Imperial Capital Jade Embroidery House. It was blue and gold in color and shone brightly when the light shone on it.

Xing Jingjing lowered her eyes, making people feel that she was extremely wronged without saying anything.

"My mother once bought me a gold-woven dress from Yuxiufang as an eighteenth birthday gift, so I have a special affection for it and it left a deep impression on me."

She only said this sentence, then looked at the camera quietly with her big eyes open but unable to speak.

Many barrages suddenly popped up in the live broadcast room.

"Jingjing, this is such a distressing thing!"

"Looking at the situation, the staff at Huawang did something wrong, but it is understandable. The clothes in the jade embroidery house are so precious. If a thread gets loose while moving them around, who can be blamed?"

The young fans of Qingyun Entertainment were happily enjoying their victory, but they suddenly became a little annoyed when they saw so many weird words coming out of Xing Jingjing's live broadcast room.

Xue Shanshan couldn't hold it back and yelled, "Who is to blame? Anyway, it's not Mr. Mu's fault, it's Qingyun Entertainment!"

As soon as I finished posting, I found that I had been blocked from the live broadcast room.

Xue Shanshan: "Tsk!"

Infuriating.

"Oh, don't look at these people performing a one-man show, aren't you looking for trouble? Shang Xin went to visit the crew of "Ghost Story". The live broadcast is being broadcast, and Mr. Mu is also there..."

"Stop talking, Mr. Mu has appeared on the scene, go and see it!"

Xue Shanshan hurriedly clicked on the live broadcast room of Shang Xin that she followed.

Mr. Mu appears in the live broadcast room less and less often. Every time a Mr. Mu is caught, everyone is happy for a long time.

Shang Xin's live broadcast room unexpectedly seemed a little quiet, with only a few barrages flashing by occasionally. It probably had a lot to do with the fact that the anchor didn't come over to interact with netizens.

Joe's studio looks a little unusual today.

At this time, Shang Xin was standing next to a bank's cash transport vehicle and talking to a person. Judging from the person's dress, he looked a bit like a bank employee.

There were two security guards standing around, and several people who seemed to be from the bank, all talking in low voices, and everyone looked weird.

There was a small box at Shang Xin's feet.

Xue Shanshan recognized this box after taking a closer look. It was posted on Weibo by the screenwriter of "Ghost Story", even though it only had a corner.

At that time, screenwriter Xu posted this box in the middle of the night, and it didn't attract much attention at first. Later, a fan who worked at Mingguang Bank said that this small box was the box used by their bank to store the lease documents of the fresh-keeping warehouse.

The entire box is made of titanium alloy and platinum structure. It is very light, but the workmanship is complicated and expensive. Only top VIP customers have it.

Fans thought that screenwriter Xu showed up in the middle of the night to show off his wealth. Now it seems that it was necessary for filming?

Xue Shanshan yawned. She was too busy these days and couldn't sleep well at night. She was a little no, no -

For a moment, Xue Shanshan woke up instantly as if she had been poured ice water on her face while being hooded. She was shocked.

The back compartment of the freight car was opened, and the boxes stacked on the roof of the car were also opened, revealing a piece of gold.

Xue Shanshan was a little dizzy.

All the fans in the live broadcast room were a little dizzy.

There was one word written on Shang Xin's face - 'mourning'!

After being dazed for a long time, he silently turned to look at Xu Tao, and then at Old Du who was standing on tiptoe not far away and said: "Director Du, screenwriter Xu, do you mean to lay gold bricks on this set?"

Lao Du was silent and collapsed: "I originally planned to put a gold foil on it."

They are very serious. Even if they put gold foil on it to act as gold bricks and take pictures and process it, it is countless times better than some 50-cent special effects, and it is at least worth 10 yuan.

Mr. Mu had no objection at first, but he made a video call with someone else that day. On that day, Mr. Mu decided to actually build a house paved with gold bricks.

Lao Du and Xu Tao: "..."

Before today, even if they got the relevant documents of the bank safe deposit box, they thought it was just a joke.

Then, the bank's delivery truck actually gave them a truckload of gold.

Well, it’s different. A small half is a gold brick used for investment and financial management, and the other half is an antique gold brick like before.

Lao Du and Xu Tao stood nearby, and Shangxin broke down and said: "I really can't do it alone, you all come to help!"

All the staff stepped back in fear.

A total of six staff members came to the bank, and they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. In front of each of them was a small precision weighing scale.

Every brick that is delivered must be weighed, recorded, and videotaped. There are several procedures for fear that something may go wrong.

Shang Xin wailed and looked over pitifully. Zhang Li and Xiong Shengsheng still loved each other as colleagues, so he called his assistant, agent, and some colleagues from Qingyun Entertainment on the crew to help.

In April in the Imperial Capital, the weather was a bit more humid and cool.

The studio has constant temperature and humidity.

Shang Xin and others diligently paved the floor with gold bricks and then edged it with diamonds. The diamonds are not real, they are all man-made diamonds, but the quality is also top-notch, and they look really no different from real diamonds.

There was silence in the live broadcast room.

While Xue Shanshan was sipping ice cream, she watched Shang Xin and the others lying on the ground 'playing' with gold bricks. By the end of the game, it was obvious that these people were a little numb, and the way they handled gold was no different from ordinary bricks.

It took a total of three and a half hours to lay. After the completion, the lights came on. Xu Tao and Director Du, as well as a group of actors, staff, and the crowd who came to watch unknowingly outside, were all stunned on the spot and said no for a long time. speak out.