"What's interesting is that no one was caught. Liao Weizhi's agency has already started to sell out on Weibo. Tell me how he can't be the best actor!"
Huanong got up, stood in front of the sink, brushed his teeth, and listened to Wei Shi's complaints.
"Pooh----"
"Are you spitting or spitting on Best Actor Liao?"
Huanong put down the electric toothbrush in his hand: "Is there any difference between them?"
"Show me the tablet."
"Actor Liao was seriously injured when he saved a beauty"
"Actor Liao was seriously injured"
Huanong clicked on the comment section and took a look. Liao Weizhi's fans all felt sorry for his brother. He was suffering...
There were also a few words of disdain for Huanong in the middle.
"No one was caught?"
"No."
Huanong was so angry that he cursed.
"Sister, the community security guard called and said someone was holding a banner at the door to scold you."
Xia Mu poked his head in to look at Huanong and spoke cautiously.
"What are you scolding me for?"
"I scolded you for harming Movie Emperor Liao."
Huanong: ........."Are all his fans crazy? Have they forgotten what they were doing at the promotion site?"
Wei Shi sighed: "I told you to stay away from him."
"Then you should take over this drama for me."
Wei Shi:..........
Isn't it completely heart-breaking for her to accept this drama despite knowing that this idiot is mentally ill?
Hua Nong called Chu Mi angrily.
"No one found?"
"No."
"Then what should I do? People on the Internet are now saying that you are a beauty!" Chu Mi was sitting in the office, reading the news, looking at the comments on Weibo and spending money to find a large number of trolls to hack her back.
Let’s go through the things done by Liao Weizhi’s fans from beginning to end.
"Is Liao Weizhi dead? There's such a quarrel and you don't even come out to clarify?"
"When did he clarify it? Come pick me up."
Half an hour later, Chu Mi brought Huanong to the top floor of yesterday's hotel.
"What can you tell?"
"Huanong glanced at the surveillance cameras above. There was one in each of the four corners of the building, including the one in the stairwell and the elevator when we came up. Isn't it interesting to say that there are no surveillance cameras?"
"You mean, someone bought the hotel?"
"It's almost like ten!" Huanong chuckled.
Chu Mi clicked her tongue: "If anyone dares to touch your first sister's head, they have a grudge against you."
"Who owns the hotel?"
"Let me search Baidu." Chu Mi took out her mobile phone and scrolled through it on the rooftop. There were too many rich bosses in Beijing and Hong Kong. There were many industries under one company. It was hard to determine what the housing industry was. Whose family is it?
"Isn't this a coincidence? It's your ex-boyfriend's house."
Huanong: ..... "From the Huo family?"
"Yes."
She was still thinking about someone in her circle helping her, but now it seemed that there was no hope. That idiot Huo Fangjie must be wishing that she would have a hard time.
"Let's go!"
As she continued to watch, she could only take two more sips of Northwest Wind. Chu Mi complained as she followed Huanong to the entrance. When she walked to the door connecting the stairwell to the rooftop, she found that the iron door could not be opened...
"Wo Ri! Isn't it right? Such a clumsy means is revealed?"
"Fuck! Make a call."
Chu Mi picked up her cell phone and was about to make a call, but found that there was no signal.
Huanong: ........."Wait, we can go down when Xia Mu has a brain."
"That assistant of yours? I always think she is careless."
Chu Mi always felt that Xia Mu was like a fool and had poor sensitivity to things.
Huanong was able to stay thanks to this girl's round face.
After all, Miss Hua has liked to be friends with round little girls since she was a child.
Huanong sighed helplessly and found a sheltered place to stand: "If I freeze to death here, I will scare her every day as a ghost."
Xia Mu was playing a game downstairs, and before Huanong came down, he made a call and heard that he was not in the service area.
Didn't care either.
Continue to play the game.
The fight was over forty minutes later.
After dialing the second number and still not in the service area, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Get out of the car and prepare to go upstairs to find someone.
Just as I was about to enter the elevator, I was stopped by the hotel staff: "Hello, madam, please show me your room card."
"What? I can't go up to find someone yet?"
"Sorry, we are a high-end hotel and we need to protect the privacy of our guests."
Xia Mu smiled: "You can't even find the murderer and still protect the privacy of the guests. Master, are you kidding me here?"
"It is the police's business to catch murderers, and our business is to protect the privacy of our guests."
"Okay, just wait..."
Xia Mu has been following Huanong for a long time and knows how difficult some people are to deal with. Just because she can't handle it may not mean that others can't.
.......
"Lawyer Lu, the boss lady's assistant is here."
"Who?" Lu Jing'an has not yet adapted to everyone's name of Huanong.
He Zhu was stunned for a moment: "Miss Hua's assistant."
"Let her in."
Xia Mu entered Lu Jing'an's office with red eyes, worked up her emotions for a while, and burst into tears. While crying, she twitched and told Lu Jing'an that Huanong was going to die.
"Xia Mu," Lu Jing'an rubbed his brows and shouted impatiently, not understanding a word he said for a long time.
Natsume choked up and calmed down for a few seconds before speaking: "Sister Nong went to the hotel to look for evidence, but she never came down and the phone was not in the service area."
You pressed down as Lu Jingan broadcast, "Are you sure she didn't leave early?"
"Definitely not. Sister Chu Mi is also with her. She will definitely call me if she wants to leave."
"He Zhu..."
"boss."
Lu Jing'an thought of something and said, "That's it, I'll go by myself."
Lest Miss Hua say that he raised his pants and refused to recognize anyone.
Huh! Lu Jingan picked up the coat on the back of the chair, and Xia Mu followed closely.
"Boss, do you want to call someone?"
"Call the dozens of interns who came in the past few days."
Touch his Lu Jingan's woman? Something.
At the hotel entrance, when Lu Jingan stepped in, no one stopped him. No one stopped him until he pressed the elevator.
Xia Mu groaned.
She was just about to follow Lu Jing'an into the elevator when her arm was pulled violently: "What's the matter with you girl? I told you not to go up."
Xia Mu glanced at Lu Jing'an, who curled his lips wickedly: "Just stare at that little girl, right?"
"He Zhu, call the police."
"you----."
"Mr. Lu, let's talk it over if we have anything to do. There's no need to call the police," the lobby manager said, recognizing Lu Jing'an.
He nodded and bowed, then almost knelt down.
Who doesn’t know the Prince of Hell in Beijing and Hong Kong?
The scariest thing about Lu Jing'an is not his methods like the Lord of Hell, but his generous temperament.
Any other handsome young man in Beijing and Hong Kong would be embarrassed.
Lu Jingan is different.
"Really?" Lu Jing'an rubbed his fingertips hanging by his side slowly: "Then let's start a live broadcast! Expose the chaos in your hotel."
As he spoke, Lu Jing'an walked towards the lobby manager, bent down slightly, and whispered coldly in his ear: "I don't care who asked you to do this, go back and tell him that he can't touch my, Lu Jing'an's, woman."
The manager was stunned, his mind was occupied with digesting this sentence. Is Huanong the woman of King Lu Yan?
