her rose

Gu Lan opened the picture in doubt, and jumped up in shock for a moment. The makeup artist who was using the hot splint to do the styling for her didn't come and hide. The hot splint swept her face. The star's fair face In an instant, there was a scald mark.

The makeup artist stuttered in fright, "Gu, Miss Gu, you, are you okay?"

The pretty celebrity didn't react to her face being burned, but stared blankly at the phone that fell on the ground, as if there was an evil spirit inside that was about to rush out and strangle her throat.

For a moment, she frantically picked up the mobile phone on the ground, trying to contact the sender.

But no matter how she clicked, the number was blank, as if this message appeared on her phone out of thin air.

How could anyone else know about those things?She bit her lips tightly. Could it be that some of her colleagues were joking with her.

Impossible, who would make such a bad joke and don't want to live?

That person didn't even leave his contact information, so it's not money.

So he said that the police will know tomorrow, and he was definitely not joking.

Gu Lan clenched the phone tightly, her lips pursed white.

That being the case, it can only be said that a dead fellow Daoist will not die a poor daoist.

Two hours later, Cheng Ying had just drawn a bunch of useless characters by drawing a card, and was lamenting that the ancient genius Duo Feiqiu, Cheng Mantou's excited voice rang in his ears.

"It's started, Shadow!"

Let's start at the beginning, those people are not chaste and strong women, so it's possible that they still keep their chastity for Fan Jie.

Cheng Ying, who was still immersed in the emotion of failing to draw cards, raised her eyelids slightly as a reply.

Gu Lan sent a flying pigeon - "Now that things have happened, I can only tell the truth."

The article described in tears how Fan Jie, the well-dressed animal manager, coerced her into doing those bad things, how innocent she was as a helpless artist, and how crazy Fan Jie was.

The crime was written in enough detail, and Fan Jie's image was so horrific and vivid that no one would object to that if he could be executed on the spot, and Gu Lan picked it very cleanly by herself.

Cheng Ying knew that this article was probably written by a professional publicist, and the lines were sharp and the plot was full. What he wanted was to directly kill the villain Fan Jie and establish a good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

She smiled, how could there be so many victims?Those who are forced to cooperate will be squeezed out of use value and thrown away after almost staying there for a long time, while those who refuse to cooperate are still sitting on the bench of the "White Clothes" crew.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the artists in Fan Jie's hands are all villains.

Sure enough, less than 5 minutes after Gu Lan sent the article, another artist under Fan Jie also spoke up. The difference was that when he scolded Fan Jie, he didn't forget to take Gu Lan with him.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

While the artists bit their dogs, they didn't forget to step on their dear managers.

Fan Jie also had several second- and third-tier artists under his command. With the cooperation of many parties, the popularity exploded instantly.

Netizens were dazzled for a while:

Comment 1: Now this one is reverse reverse reverse reverse reverse reverse reverse, my God, I feel like I am doing high math problems, who is the bad guy?

Comment 2: Everyone has their own opinions, but Fan Jie can die.

Comment 3: I said that the things I bought that time broke faster than the one-off ones, and I didn’t give them a replacement when I called them. The unscrupulous artist also paid me a month’s living expenses!

Comment 4: This circle is really making money as always, so much money can be laundered with a few [-] lines.

Comment 5: It's a pity that I can only go to the prison to pick up soap in the future.

Comment 6: They are promiscuous, disgusting, disgusting!

Fan Jie was sitting at home comfortably watching Jiang Hanguang's "Southern Wind" when he was 20 years old, and the smoke was exhaling from her mouth. She recalled Jiang Hanguang's silent but still beautiful face today that made people want to fuck hard.

Jiang Hanguang is indeed the most untamable entertainer she has ever brought, because she doesn't seem to want to lie down and make money, and she is not swayed by her insults.

But as long as she is still in his hands, he has plenty of ways to make her submit.

At that time, I should have a taste first.

Although it is a second-hand product, it is also a clean second-hand product.

What's more, it's so beautiful.

Fan Jie showed a beastly smile, but her cell phone rang untimely, breaking her perverted delusions.

"Who?"

She picked it up impatiently, and after only a few sentences, her face changed dramatically.

Suddenly there was a regular knock on the door, "Hello, plumbing maintenance, please open the door."

Fan Jie didn't have time to think about anything, she quickly ran to the window sill and jumped out.

The distance between the window sill on the second floor and the solid concrete floor almost broke her leg.

She dragged her limp leg and tried to run, but was pushed to the ground by the police downstairs, and was carried into the police car like a dead dog.

"Fan Jie, we suspect that you are involved in money laundering and mob gathering, please follow us back to the bureau for investigation!"

With a face intertwined with fear and incomprehension, she disappeared in the closed police car.

She couldn't figure out why the sky in the morning, which was still breezy, suddenly changed.

Cheng Ying, who was being talked about by her, glanced at the screen in her busy schedule, and sincerely hoped that Fan Jie could learn to be a human being in prison, and stop lowering the already low bottom line of human beings.

"You're so awesome when you're swearing. If you're caught, you'll be so cowardly, bah." Cheng Mantou, who watched the whole process of the hunt, complained ruthlessly.

When Gu Lan, who was taken away by the police to assist in the investigation, confessed why she wanted to report Fan Jie, she said it was because she had received a mysterious message.

But when she checked the phone again, all traces of this message in the phone disappeared.

She had to watch it dozens of times, and finally confirmed that she had been tricked.

But who can play tricks like that, not only send you a message, but also delete it after sending it, and even delete the screenshots of the message on the phone.

It was almost as if some god was unhappy with them, casually and contemptuously, he moved the balance of fate.

Good and evil were rewarded at this moment, and they were wiped out like this.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Hanguang, who rarely returned home on time because of the review meeting, got up early, and the milk was gently swirling in the small milk pot. She listened to the morning news while making breakfast.

"Fan Jie, manager of Cheng's Media, was arrested on suspicion of money laundering and selling counterfeit goods!"

Hearing the familiar name suddenly, Jiang Hanguang gave a pause to the hand that was turning the egg, reacted, and looked at the news broadcaster with a pair of beautiful eyes in disbelief.

The phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly, and she subconsciously took it out, but it was a text message from the company's artist distribution office.

"Hello, Ms. Jiang, your manager Fan Jie has been fired by the company, your new manager is Cheng Ying, job number..., phone..., please pay attention to contact her."

How can it be so coincidental?

Jiang Han stared at the text message, and Cheng Ying's tall figure and frivolous smiling eyes flashed in his mind, and his slender eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Is this matter related to Mr. Cheng?