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If it is impossible to influence the production company, then the remaining method, as Devan did, is to influence the leading figure of the entire film-the director.

Of course, Lu Qi couldn't deal with the director in the same way he dealt with villains and scum.

Besides, spending a lot of effort to please the director may not be comparable to Defan's personal relationship with the director.

Instead of this, it is better to use another more direct and effective method.

That is to solve the competitors!

Although the heroine has been decided by default, Lacey's rival Bobby Michelle will play the role.

However, let alone whether Bobby Michelle has signed a contract with the film company, even if she has signed a contract, it does not matter if the news about the heroine of the film is confirmed.

After all, in this line of work, changing roles before and after filming is commonplace.

What if, due to some kind of force majeure, Poppy Michel can't play this role?

So, at the critical moment when the film is about to start shooting, is there a more suitable candidate who can satisfy both the director and the production company, except for Lacey who has entered the final audition? !

At that time, needless to say, the production company and the director will definitely find Lacey, and even increase the salary, and maybe ask her to play the role...

So, the question now is, what should Lu Qi do to make Bobby Michel, a competitor, withdraw from this battle for roles!

As for Lu Qi, he had already thought of a good way.

It is the most direct and effective way to cause a top Vinewood star to suddenly drop in popularity and cause a big scandal with well-documented evidence.

As for whether this will affect Bobby Michelle, Lu Qi doesn't care at all.

He is not a good person, and he will not choose to let his woman be wronged just because of a woman he has never met.

. . . . . .

"Hey hey, Miranda Cowan's photo of her huddling in the car is another hot scoop!"

When Beverly returned to his second-floor apartment in Vespucci with his camera in hand just after following celebrities, an uninvited guest had already been waiting for a long time.

"Beverly, you are really busy..."

The voice suddenly sounded from the side, causing Beverly, who was looking down at the camera photos, to freeze suddenly.

Looking around, he saw an Asian young man leaning on the railing of the apartment corridor, looking at him with a smile.

As a senior freelance paparazzi, Beverly has taken countless scandalous photos of celebrities and celebrities.

Therefore, in order not to be approached by celebrities to take revenge, Beverly usually sells the photos he took to the newspaper with the highest bid in private to make a living.Few people would know his own name except his peers and familiar newspaper editors.

As for the address, let alone.

However, the man in front of him actually knew his name, and even came to him. Beverly guessed that most likely he was looking for trouble!

Thinking of this, Beverly immediately pretended not to understand, moved the camera behind his waist quietly, and pointed at himself with a puzzled expression, "Sorry, are you talking to me?"

Seeing this, Lu Qi smiled slightly, turning a blind eye to Beverly's small movements, nodded, and should start

"Yes, Mr. Beverly Johnson, I'm talking to you."

Hearing that his full name was called Po, Beverly turned his eyes slightly to the side, and at the same time his eyes rolled wildly, his footsteps moved back slightly, ready to turn around and run away at any time.

"I don't know who you're talking about..."

Before the other party finished speaking, Lu Qi interrupted:

"Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you, I'm here to discuss business with you."

Beverly didn't believe Lu Qi's words at all.

Before Lu Qi could make the next move, Beverly turned around abruptly and ran towards the stairs.

As for Lu Qi, he just watched all this calmly, without moving at all.

Just a few seconds later, Beverly's slightly frightened cry came from the stairway:

"Ah! What are you doing?!"

With the sound of "Ouch", the fleeing Beverly was pulled by his collar and thrown to the ground in front of Lu Qi.

Rick, dressed in a black suit, walked up the stairs slowly, stuck behind Beverly, and joked, "Tsk, this kid is quite slippery..."

Slowly bent down, squatting halfway in front of Beverly who looked frightened, Lu Qi spoke again:

"Now, can we talk?"

Facing Lu Qi's expressionless face, Beverly, who felt uneasy in his heart, nodded quickly.

Entering Beverly's apartment, the old black man stood by the door, guarding the exit, while visiting the interior of the apartment with his eyes.

Lu Qi, on the other hand, stood in the middle of the living room, quietly watching Beverly on the sofa, without saying a word.

Being stared at by Lu Qi felt a little nervous, Beverly couldn't help raising his hands as a gesture of surrender, and said:

"Hey, buddy, I'm just a paparazzi, if I took a photo that shouldn't be taken, just tell me, I'll delete it immediately..."

Picking up the camera on the coffee table, Lu Qi glanced at the photos in the camera, and found that it was full of secret photos of celebrities, and couldn't help but feel moved:

"Not just photos, but other things."

Hearing this, Beverly was taken aback for a moment, "Ah? What is that?"

"What do you know about Poppy Michelle?"

Chapter 70 Shrimp Catchers

Scandals are not easy to find.

Only by finding the right person can you get the secret that no one knows.

In the entire Los Santos, the people who know the most about Vineyard celebrities and have the most information, except for themselves, are the paparazzi who follow them 24 hours a day.

The reason for finding Beverly is also very simple: because he is the one with the best performance and the best news in the paparazzi world!

It is worth mentioning that the photo of Lu Qi and Lai Xi that caused the scandal was written by this old man...

"Bobby Michelle?"

Seeing Beverly's face still unresponsive, Lu Qi had no choice but to continue:

"Listen, the reason why I came to you is because I received news that you are an expert in the industry, and many exclusive photos of celebrities are from you."

"So, I'll ask you again... Poppy Michelle, what do you know?"

Hearing the hint in Lu Qi's words, Beverly's active brain finally came to his senses.

"Oh! I see!"

Taking off the peaked cap casually, Beverly pointed to the camera on the coffee table and said:

"You want news about Bobby Mitchell, don't you?"

"Hey, buddy, you don't have to be so rude at all. Which agency sent you? Angel? Goldmond? Or..."

After saying the names of several brokerage companies in a row, seeing Lu Qi's expressionless face and no response, Beverly swallowed and shrugged, "Well, it's none of my business."

"Since you know my reputation in the industry, you should also know that if you want to buy news from me, the price can't be low..."

After finishing speaking, Beverly rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand intentionally or unintentionally, as if hinting at something.

Seeing this, Lu Qi smiled slightly, took out a stack of green banknotes from the inner pocket of his suit, threw them on the coffee table, and said without forgetting:

"If your news satisfies me..."

Seeing the pile of $[-] to [-] worth of knives, Beverly's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned into a familiar face, pointing to Lu Qi:

"Oh, brother, as soon as I saw you, I knew you were the same kind of person as I am, the kind who can't stand hypocrisy."

"You know, the hypocrisy of celebrities... it's kind of like a set-up that's intentionally put on TV, like Miranda Cowan, who's won Best Actress in an Auston a couple of times, and says she likes musicals and kittens , like spending weekends with family.”

"Really? She's just a middle-aged aunt who likes to sit in a luxury car and take drugs!"

As he spoke, Beverly blushed and his neck thickened, and his tone gradually increased a lot:

"Those bastards who live on Vinewood Hills and drink thousands of dollars a bottle of whiskey are liars! You know what I mean?"

"They all think they are gods, according to me, fuck it! Fuck~he~dam~! They have no magic power, and they are no better than us..."

Looking at Beverly's cynical look, Lu Qi did not forget the purpose of his visit this time, and could not help reminding:

"Bobby Michelle..."

Hearing this, Beverly gave a sudden pause, slapped his head, and continued:

"Oh, yes, Bobby Michelle. This bitch is also the kind of person who advertises herself as a virgin on TV and pretends to be innocent all day long. But when the cameras are turned off, she yells at the staff and managers, and at night with the producers A slut who throws parties with people, directors..."

"Exactly, I know where she will go tomorrow and who she will meet with. If there are no accidents, we may take some pictures of what you want..."

"how do you feel?"

Seeing Beverly's flattering gaze towards him, Lu Qi stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the door.

Beverly was a little confused, blinked his eyes, looked at the stack of banknotes on the coffee table, and subconsciously shouted:

"Hey! Dude, your money!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi threw back a sentence without looking back:

"Here is your deposit, see you tomorrow..."

. . . . . .

The next day.

West Vinewood, Celebrity Drive, outside the Manor Hotel.

"Are you sure she's here?"

"Of course! This is the precious information I collected after following her for three months. She and her rich second-generation boyfriend will have trysts here every Sunday at noon."

"If we're lucky, we'll be able to capture a precious video of America's sweetheart being raped in the backyard today..."

"That slut's backyard is the back door that leads us to wealth, ha!"

Sitting in the driver's seat of a black Dinka Clown sports car parked outside the hotel wall, Lu Qi looked at Beverly, who couldn't restrain his inner excitement, and curled his lips.

Originally, he planned to come with the black brother.

However, something went wrong due to another customer.Therefore, Lu Qi had to send Franklin and Rick to deal with it, and then came alone with Beverly to explore the hidden truth of Vinewood stars...

"I don't care about wealth or not, as long as you take pictures of what I want, your account will have a fortune, ok?"

Hearing this, the more motivated Beverly smiled, picked up the camera that had been adjusted for a long time, and said:

"Hey, this is my specialty! Don't worry, I am very happy to dig out the truth for the public and fans. Especially good citizens like you who are eager to know the truth.

Patting Lu Qi's shoulder familiarly, Beverly opened the car door and got out of the car.

Watching Beverly walk in through the side door of the Manor Hotel with the camera in hand, Lu Qi also opened the door and got out of the car.

The whole person leaned against the car, took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette for himself, and began to puff...

This time, Lu Qi waited for about an hour.

Just when Lu Qi thought that Beverly was caught secretly taking pictures, suddenly there was an extremely loud shout from the side door:

"Dude, hurry up! Drive faster!"

Following the sound, Lu Qi found Beverly, who was holding a camera in his hand, running towards him anxiously.

Not far behind him were several bodyguards in black suits who were chasing after him.

"Catch me that damn bastard!"

Under the order of a female voice that sounded a little crazy, the pace of several bodyguards couldn't help but speed up a little.

Seeing this, how could Lu Qi not know what happened.

Before he had time to think too much, he immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand, and suddenly lowered his head and got into the car.

Turning the key, starting the engine, Lu Qi, who was ready to drive at any time, did not forget to open the co-pilot's door and let Beverly get in.

The somewhat embarrassed Beverly, just got into the car and closed the door, the whole Dinka Clown rushed out like an arrow from the string!

"Did you get it?"

"Of course, I'm one of the great paparazzi..."

Before Beverly finished speaking, Lu Qi looked through the rearview mirror and saw a black SUV approaching behind him. He frowned and stepped on the gas pedal!