Rebirth Group Favorite: The Movie Emperor's Wife Is Poor and Fierce

Jian Huating didn't do it: "I asked for signatures one by one. It took a lot of time and effort. You didn't work hard, why should I give you half!"

Sheng Wenyin urged: "I'll sign it for you too, I'm so famous, if you sell it with my autograph, it will definitely fetch a high price!"

Jian Huating sneered, took out his mobile phone, opened the app and showed it to Sheng Wenyin: "See, you are the one with free shipping for nine yuan! It's been three months, and it's retail!"

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin was not convinced: "Nine hundred and nine people must think it is a fake! An autograph of an international actress can be bought for nine yuan, but it is more expensive. It is nine hundred and ninety-nine, and it will definitely sell! "

Jian Huating was a little skeptical, and asked after pondering: "Can it really be sold?"

Sheng Wenyin nodded: "It's definitely possible! If you don't believe me, try it!"

Jian Huating dubiously added a link to [Sheng Wenyin's signature] on his second-hand account.

It's also a coincidence that as soon as the link was uploaded, someone from the backstage immediately asked: [Your Sheng Wenyin's signature, other people's houses sell it for 99 yuan, why do you sell it for [-] yuan? It's too expensive. 】

Jian Huating replied to the netizen: [Dear, our family's signatures are all signed by real people, absolutely authentic, different from those fake ones, do you want to take pictures?You can customize the greetings exclusively, free shipping. 】

Opposite: [Oh, that's it, then no more. 】

Jian Huating: [...Dear, I came here specifically to ask, I thought you were a fan of Sheng Wenyin. 】

Opposite: [No, just ask casually. 】

Jian Huating: "..."

Sheng Wenyin: "..."

Sheng Wenyin tried hard to explain: "I also like to ask when I buy things, and it's not against the law to ask, so you have to be patient!"

Jian Huating: "..."

Soon, after Sheng Wenyin finished here, he left the TV station with his uncle. After getting into the car, Sheng Wenyin asked persistently, "Uncle, take a look and see if anyone has asked me."

Jian Huating took out his mobile phone, swiped and said, "You've got to die, I understand, you don't have any fans at all, you... damn it!"

Jian Huating was shocked suddenly!

Sheng Wenyin was startled: "What's the matter, what's the matter, what's the matter!"

Jian Huating showed her the phone...

Then Sheng Wenyin saw that in the half hour just now, someone had placed an order for 99 [Sheng Wenyin's signature] without asking any questions, one piece was 500, and [-] pieces were close. [-]!

"Ah!" Sheng Wenyin screamed!

"Ahhhhh!" Jian Huating screamed!

hair!fiscal!La la la la la! ! ! !

Reluctantly put down the earphones.

Ming Shi smiled and temporarily turned off the monitoring here, and turned to look at other screens.

"Wow." The bed next to him was lifted.

Ming looked over and saw Ke woke up.

The young man who had slept all day sat in the pile of quilts in a daze, with a few red marks on his face from sleeping, and his expression looked dazed.

Ming took a sip of water, leaned back slightly, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Ke stroked his flat belly and nodded dumbly.

Ming picks up his mobile phone to order food and asks the kitchen to deliver it within 10 minutes.

The little rubbish smacked his lips, got off the bed slowly, walked to the sofa, looked at several screens and asked, "Hasn't the 'Principal' appeared yet?"

Ming said softly, "Yes."

The little trash pouted, sat down, pulled out the earphones, and put the monitor on.

After listening for a while, he immediately got excited: "Five thousand signatures! That's it, it must be done by the 'principal', why didn't you wake me up, and missed the best tracking time, it is very likely that he..."

"it's me."

Little Trash: "..."

Ming put the water glass on the table, and said in a calm and casual tone, "I bought it."

Little Trash: "..."

The little rubbish put down the computer, slowly rubbed it over, squeezed the big apprentice's shoulders and beat the back, and then asked cautiously: "God, you bought 500 Bao's autographs. Actually, I want to buy them too. Can you lend them to me?" My [-] million? I will buy it myself."

deep:"……"

Squinting at the young man with a flattering smile on his face, he said coldly, "There is no money."

Little Trash: "..."

In the hotel room at night, Jian Huating piled up the [-] printed photos of Sheng Wenyin in Sheng Wenyin's room, and said, "Hurry up and sign, send it out tomorrow morning, don't give the other party a chance to refund the order!"

Sheng Wenyin nodded repeatedly, sat down and signed while asking: "Uncle, did that person say anything? Why do you want so many photos of me?"

Jian Huating said: "I said I am your fan, I like you very much, and I like to collect your autographs."

Sheng Wenyin's face was about to die of laughter: "Let me just say that I have fans! You still don't believe me!"

Jian Huating waved his hand: "I believe it, I believe it. Then you write it. I'll go back to sleep. You can just put it here after you finish writing it. I'll do it tomorrow."

After Jian Huating left, Sheng Wenyin obediently signed one by one in the room.

At about one o'clock in the morning, Sheng Wenyin had signed all the papers.

She stood up and stretched herself. After washing, she climbed into bed and fell asleep.

In the dead of night, in a certain room on the tenth floor of the same hotel.

Ming and Ke, each with a headset, sat on the sofa, boringly monitoring all the surveillance cameras in the entire hotel.

Time passed by minute by minute.

When the clock reaches 03:30 in the morning.

Just listening to the sound of "stab", Ming Heke's earphones exploded in an instant!

The two immediately unplugged the earphones, and Ke looked at the monitoring screens that were all black one after another, and realized something in an instant: "High interference guide! The monitoring device is forcibly blocked! Not good!"

The two were in the same shape, and in the blink of an eye, they had already rushed out of the room!

Follow the stairs and quickly climb up to the twelfth floor.

The two were about to go out when an arm suddenly blocked their steps.

Ke was taken aback, Ming frowned and looked at the person who stopped them...

Jane Huating!

"Shh." The gloomy and rigid middle-aged man glanced at the two children, gestured to them, raised his foot, and walked back to his room.

Ke squinted, suddenly realizing something.

Ming also understood, he let out a breath, and said: "I thought we were spying on them, but in fact he has discovered us a long time ago, he is worthy of being the King of Hades... Well, don't be dissatisfied, your little ability is also inherited from him."

Ke: "..."

Ke raised his hand to beat the big apprentice!

Ming held his wrist in time and said, "Go in."

The two finally entered Jian Huating's room.

As soon as they entered, Jian Huating pushed the bathroom door open.

In the bathroom, Major Ding was squatting on the toilet, poking his mobile phone which had no signal at all, and muttering: "Captain Jian, what did you say just now, why do I still have no signal?"

Major Ding raised his head as he spoke, and saw two strangers outside the door in an instant. He was shocked: "Fuck, who are they!"

Once the mask is worn, no one loves it.

The down-to-earth Major Ding has no memory of Ming Heke, who has been making faces every day.

Jian Huating took his mobile phone over, and after setting it up a few times, he said contemptuously, "It's still a high-impedance device! Dad left this thing 20 years ago!"

After Jian Huating finished speaking, he turned to look at his son at the door, and asked, "You won't be tricked, will you?"

Little Trash: "..."

"Cough." Ming changed the subject and asked, "What's going on?"

Jian Huating took out a cigarette, smoked it, and said: "What else can happen, please enter the urn, in short, the adults are doing things, you two children, don't make trouble, especially you Jian Wenke, the 'principal' is a repeat offender in Huaguo, don't you Thinking here and there has nothing to do with you, don't be naughty!"

Ke: "..."

In just a few seconds, Jian Wenke already understood what was going on.

At the same time, a voice finally came out from Major Ding's cell phone.

On the opposite side across the corridor, in Sheng Wenyin's room.

The old man closed the door behind his back, and with rough fingers, he pressed the light in the room.

Holding an iron crutch, he walked in slowly. After seeing the bulging figure on the bed, he chuckled lightly and said, "Miss Sheng is very skilled in martial arts. Someone stepped into your room. You It should be, you can't miss it?"

The room was unusually quiet.

Three seconds later, the quilt was slowly lifted, and immediately after, Sheng Wenyin, who was fully dressed, turned around instantly. Her eyes were cold, and a pistol was already loaded in her hand, facing Ji Changqing's eyebrows!

Looking at her neatly dressed clothes, Ji Changqing narrowed his eyes instantly.

Sheng Wenyin has been waiting for her...

Sheng Wenyin looked at the old man in front of him, his fingers suddenly became cold.

Same, this man really looks exactly like his father!

Ji Changqing noticed the momentary loss of focus in Sheng Wenyin's eyes, he laughed again, quickly regained his composure, and asked with a sigh: "Can you tell me where I made a flaw, and let you know that I will come tonight ?"

Sheng Wenyin's arms were straightened, and his index finger was tightly pressed on the trigger: "As soon as the signature link was put up, someone came to ask, who pays so much attention to me?"

Ji Changqing raised his eyebrows: "Can't I be your fan?"

Sheng Wenyin sneered: "The collection of information is not in place, my fans never buy my autograph! They don't even want it for nothing!"

Ji Changqing: "..."

Ji Changqing was puzzled: "I didn't buy it either."

Sheng Wenyin said softly, "But you asked! My fans don't even know how to ask! When they see me, they just walk around me!"

Ji Changqing: "..."

Ji Changqing sighed: "Didn't someone buy [-] copies?"

Sheng Wenyin almost laughed out loud: "The one who bought [-] copies, I caught up with his ID and found out his bank card account number, it was bought by my senior brother, his bank card number, I have already I just recited it backwards, my cousin had already given me his card number, Amway, and said that his money was very easy to steal!"

Ji Changqing: "..."

deep:"……"

Ming listened to the voice on the external monitor, turned his head expressionlessly, and looked at someone outside the bathroom.

Little Trash shrank his neck, crowded in the corner, scratched his big head with his little hands, and didn't dare to vent his breath.

At this moment, Jian Huating suddenly said: "Once the order is placed in our shop, the money will not be refunded."

deep:"…………"

In the next room, Ji Changqing slowly lowered his eyes.

He found a chair and sat down, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slowly tapped his right knee.

Sheng Wenyin looked at his hind legs.

The old man said: "I'm lame, it hurts after two steps."

Sheng Wenyin didn't make a sound.

Ji Changqing looked at Sheng Wenyin's face again, staring back and forth for a long time, then his eyes showed tenderness, and he said slowly: "Yinyin, don't you miss Dad? Put down the gun and have a good chat with Dad, okay?"