What about actor?

The van was always quiet, and no one made a sound from the closed windows.

Seeing the driver in the driver's seat taking a picture of himself with a mobile phone, Xu Bin lost his temper instantly, rolled up his sleeves and was about to walk over, "What are you taking a picture of?! Come out!"

Seeing this situation, Shi Feng was afraid that something would happen to Brother Xu, so he got out of the car in a panic and went outside to stop him: "Forget it, Brother Xu, let's go."

As soon as Shi Feng came out, the door of the van opened instantly, and seven or eight paparazzi jumped out and started filming, among them was a female reporter, who took a radio device and yelled at Shi Feng's face.

Xu Bin went crazy, he stood in front of Shi Feng and roared, "Can't you hear me?!"

He guessed in his heart that although the photos of Shi Feng and Zhao Xiaoxi had never been circulated on the Internet before, they might have been known by some insiders, and the paparazzi who are good at digging secrets would suddenly make such an action.

These people don’t care how much privacy, happiness, and troubles their actions will cause you to lose. As long as they get first-hand information, they can get considerable money whether they sell it or publish it alone.

"Xiaofeng, come here." Xu Bin turned his head, and suddenly lowered his voice, "I'll draw their attention later, so hurry up and hear me?"

At present, this is the only solution.Shi Feng didn't speak, but nodded secretly.

Then, Xu Bin looked left and right, grabbed the camera while they were not paying attention, and smashed it on the ground, "I let you take pictures!"

He used all his strength, the camera hit the ground and the negatives flew far away, the paparazzi exploded, and finally stopped and started pushing.

"What are you doing? If an artist can't make a film, what kind of circle will he be in?"

"I told you that the star that no one has photographed has long been cold!"

In the dark, Shi Feng had already bypassed the car and slipped away quietly. Xu Bin tried his best to attract their attention, "You can shoot whatever you want during working hours, but if you shoot in private time, it is an invasion of privacy."

The female reporter was quite sharp-eyed, "Hey, don't tell him! Shifeng ran away and chased after him!"

Only then did seven or eight paparazzi see Shi Feng whose back was about to disappear in the distance, and they chased after him without caring about arguing with Xu Bin.

A high-end French restaurant.

Cheng Wen took off his gold-rimmed glasses, took out a flannel cloth from the box and wiped them carefully for a while, and soon put them back on the bridge of his nose.

"So, KK went to your place by himself?"

Qi Mo leaned on the back, leaned over to take a sip of the red wine upon hearing this, "I did it myself, if I want to dig it, I'll dig it upright."

The mellow scent filled his mouth, and he squinted his eyes comfortably, looking very lazy.

"That's why you asked me to delay my date."

He is not familiar with Cheng Wen, but Chang Ji and DM have business contacts, and they got to know each other after going back and forth.

Qi Mo doesn't dislike people like Cheng Wen who can't see other expressions except for a smile, at most he can only comment on a smiling face, but when it comes to liking him, he thinks that smile is fake and he can't get a good impression.

"Just treating you to a meal, KK just asked casually." Cheng Wen bent his fox-like eyes, and by the way showed a standard official smile to the waiter who brought the foie gras.

Others say that DM Chengwen is well-known, but few people mention that this budget-minded boss is actually good-looking. Qi Mo thought, probably because Chengwen's smile is always too polite, giving people the feeling that it is not sincere. The skinny smile is not.

He felt that the other person looked a bit like someone when he took off his glasses, especially the eyes, but he couldn't remember which one he looked like for a while.

"Didn't you sign Shifeng not long ago, how is the situation now?" Cheng Wen lowered his eyes and concentrated on cutting the foie gras, seemingly unintentionally asked this sentence.

"Hiss... how's the situation?" Qi Mo frowned and thought, but couldn't give an accurate answer.

Let's talk about mud, but it's not mud in the traditional sense. Talk about fire, but it's not fire in the traditional sense.

Cheng Wen slightly hooked his lips, and continued to move his hands, "Why, it's not ideal?"

"It can only be said that it will take time."

"Well, that's good." Chengwen chewed slowly, spoke slowly, and ate slowly, "I also said that if you don't want it, give it to the DM. After all, you are an idol, and my side is more suitable."

"No more trouble." Qi Mo refused almost immediately, leaving no room for the other party.

"The people I sign will naturally take care of them."

Cheng Wen didn't react much, put down the knife and fork, and raised the goblet with a smile, "Then I wish the fire."

After bidding farewell to Cheng Wen, Qi Mo went to the underground parking lot to drive.

As soon as the car was backed out of the parking space, a black figure rushed in from the entrance at high speed, its eyes looked around in a panic, and finally hid in a remote corner in the dark.

About a minute later, seven or eight paparazzi who came after them were looking at each other in the parking lot, looking like they lost their target.

"Look for it, it might be hidden."

When Shi Feng heard this, his heart became tense, and he secretly said that it would be better to go out and face it directly, and to be honest, he felt extremely disgusted by this kind of paparazzi.

Shi Feng stared fixedly at that direction, seeing that they were already looking for this side, he took a deep breath and was about to get up and walk out from the dark corner.

Suddenly, a hand with sharp joints stretched out from behind and grabbed Shi Feng's arm.

He was not mentally prepared, he was startled by the sound of ah, and the paparazzi immediately walked towards this side, "There!"

Qi Mo dragged him into the car with a little force, and under Shi Feng's astonished gaze, he stepped on the accelerator calmly and quickly left those annoying paparazzi in a daze.

The car drove out of the underground parking lot at high speed and wobbled for a few streets, but he didn't do any unnecessary actions, from waiting for the red light, to opening the window to check the rearview mirror, and driving so intently that he never even glanced at Shifeng.

And Shi Feng was stunned.

What happened just now was so fast, before he could react, he was already sitting in Qi Mo's car, no... it should be said lying on Qi Mo's lap.

He felt his whole body was stiff, he didn't move, and he didn't know what to say when he spoke, his cheeks burned from embarrassment.

"How long are you going to keep doing this?" Qi Mo stared at the road, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, "Go to the co-pilot."

"well."

Shi Feng slowly raised his body, rubbed his knees between the opponent's legs, and began to crawl towards the passenger seat.

The fragrance on his neck and the reddish cheeks are close at hand, his movements are slight and cautious, and he raises his hand carefully like a cat, a charming but unaware cat.

Qi Mo's face was as usual, but his heart was already full of shocking waves.

"Huh..." He tilted his head, and used a sigh to cover up his unusualness.

The heart rate gradually increased, and that feeling came again.

Qi Mo poured a few pills into his mouth and swallowed them without even needing water. The simplicity and rudeness were so outrageous.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Shi Feng felt that there was no need to hide it from Qi Mo, so he directly said that he was going to Zhao Taiming's house to find something. The other party didn't react much when he heard the words, and after a long silence, he said: "You are very courageous."

Then, no more words.

Relatively speechless, the two soon arrived near the temporary demolition house in the 4th district. Shi Feng's long legs stepped back and closed the car door to say thank you. Seeing that Qi Mo found a mask from somewhere and put it on, he followed suit. car.

The other party's meaning was quite clear, but Shi Feng had no choice but to acquiesce and let him follow.

It is now eight o'clock in the evening, Zhao Taiming is still early to go home, the best time to act.

Shi Feng followed his memory and found the house number 308 last time. He fumbled in his pocket, and he froze.

"No...the key..." Shi Feng rummaged through the pockets of his clothes, and then began to fumble in his trouser pockets again, "I remember I carried it with me."

Qi Mo stood next to him as the door god, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't see him take out the key, "Ha, you won't be so unlucky that you lost the key."

Shi Feng's expression disappeared, "It's really lost."

"Tsk." Qi Mo raised his eyebrows, and stepped back a little distance from the door, "There is no other way."

As soon as the words fell, with a loud noise, Qi Mo kicked the already precarious wooden door out of the door frame and flew out. The door opened, but the scene was a bit tragic.

Qi Mo moved to Shi Feng's side, raised his hand and pushed down the baseball cap on his head, then leaned over and whispered in Shi Feng's ear.

"There is no surveillance in this place, we can do whatever we want."