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Chapter 47 Secret
Wen Gu went to a place with few people, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
"Boss, Nie Yingzhe wants to talk to you..."
Seemingly hearing that he was in a bad mood, the person on the other end of the phone immediately became cautious: "Shall we help you reject him?"
Wen Gu pinched the bridge of his nose: "Why did he want to find me?"
"Didn't that starlet get on several hot searches a few days ago, and they were all positive. He seemed a little restless," the man said, "On the day the second episode of the variety show was broadcast, his company bought a few marketing I followed the hot search and posted a video of a little star throwing a notebook, we took it down after seeing it, and then it seems to know..."
Wen Gu's movements paused: "Are you guys stupid? Can you tell me before you withdraw?"
"Boss, this is a golden time for public relations. If it gets fermented, then..."
"If you don't know how to use your brain, don't do it. Go to the accountant tomorrow to reimburse the fare and send the whole department home." Wen Gu's voice was full of anger, "This is a fucking piece of 'bait', I will catch you What about the fish. Let’s see how much material they can throw to catch you, but they never thought that just after the pre-dinner snack, a fool would shake his head and take the bait.”
The person on the other end of the phone was dumbfounded: "Huh? Boss, is it so serious this time?"
Wen Gu took a deep breath: "It's very serious, so the usual set is not easy to use, understand?"
"Understood, I understand, this time," the man wanted to cry but had no tears, "Boss, let's study crisis public relations right now, learn from this lesson and never do it again."
This public relations team has been with Wen Gu for a long time. Fortunately, the boss himself is better at fighting, and he can scold half of the marketing accounts and sunspots back, so there are not many opportunities for them to practice. The biggest crisis we have dealt with was last time. kiss event.
What's more, it was Nie Yingzhe's fox who had also become a spirit this time, so it was normal not to know the situation.
Wen Gu calmed down, "How did Nie Yingzhe find you?"
"He called me this afternoon and asked if you were busy, and if not, would you have time to make an appointment for a meal when you return to Beijing," the man said. What. The phone calls are recorded and stored in the USB flash drive. Brother Huo just took the USB flash drive and took the plane off this morning. I guess you can see him in the evening."
Wen Gu sneered: "It's still a useful thing."
"It should be, it should be," the person in charge heard that the boss finally had the meaning of cloudy and sunny, and heaved a sigh of relief, "But boss, you have to explain to me first, what is it that can be so serious? We are also fine." Be mentally prepared."
"You may not be able to handle it, so I directly found a professional," Wen Gu said, "I promise to kill him with one blow and send him in. I won't even think about getting out in this life."
The Minister of Public Relations swallowed, a little scared.
Others don't know, but they all know it.My boss usually looks cold and indifferent, not interested in anything, and even a bit like the kind of person who doesn't want to compete with the world, but if he wants to be ruthless, he will never leave the other party with a chance to survive or come back.
If you say you want to send it in, then you have to send it in, let Nie Yingzhe squat in the prison and grow mushrooms.
"Since the face has been torn, let's tear it up," Wen Gu said, "Just remove whatever he puts in, and there's no need to hide it, just remove it for them to see."
***
Sheng Zhixin didn't know that he just escaped a carnival of black fans by chance, and was squatting not far from Jiming Temple to watch the uncle blow gourd silk.
The uncle's skin was tanned, and he moved the horse and sat under the wall, blowing a handful of gourd silk melodiously.
Sheng Zhixin heard him play "Jasmine" three times, and at the fourth time, a voice with a smile sounded behind him: "Does it sound good?"
He turned his head quickly and saw Wen Gu standing behind him with a slight smile in his eyes.
Sheng Zhixin got up quickly, but his legs became numb from squatting for a long time, so he staggered and threw himself into Wen Gu's arms.
so awkward.
The man pressed his lips impartially to his ear, and by the way made a joke: "Oh, Teacher Xiao Sheng is drunk again?"
Sheng Zhixin's legs were still numb, and the woody smell seemed to surround him tightly, making him afraid to breathe for a moment.
He supported Wen Gu's arm to stand up straight, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, scanned the QR code placed by the uncle, and transferred him 50 yuan.
Wen Gu stood on the sidelines: "Now the buskers are starting to use QR codes to receive and pay with each passing day."
Sheng Zhixin put away his mobile phone, and walked to the parking place with him: "Generally, I don't give money, unless it's this kind of player who sings and writes calligraphy."
"why?"
"It's actually quite difficult for someone with a skill like this to earn money on his own without asking for money."
Sheng Zhixin looked back at the old man playing cucurbit flute, a little moved: "Don't laugh at me, I... I used to come here like this before, taking classes during the day, playing guitar in bars and streets at night, earning a living every day Money, go back and listen to the live broadcast before going to bed."
The expression on Wen Gu's face moved slightly, and he pretended to ask casually: "What live broadcast are you listening to?"
"A little streamer," Sheng Zhixin said a little embarrassedly, "not very famous. At that time, we agreed to be friends even if we debuted in the future, but now we have no contact."
He sighed: "It's quite a pity. I don't know why he didn't reply to my messages at the time. After that, I went to the island to draft. After I got off the island, even the APP declared bankruptcy, which completely lost contact."
Wen Gu looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes: "Then if he appeared now and told you that he didn't leave without saying goodbye, but for a reason? Would you still want to be friends with him?"
Sheng Zhixin nodded: "Of course, he can be said to be my first friend in the circle."
Wen Gu lowered the corners of his raised lips and opened the co-pilot's door for him.
After getting along for so many days, Sheng Zhixin was no longer the stiff newcomer, and asked naturally, "Where to eat?"
Wen Gu put down his phone and started the car: "Go to the hotel where I'm staying. Huo Ming is coming to Nanjing today, and he just ordered a meal."
Sheng Zhixin was a little surprised and looked at him blankly.
"Don't like takeaway?" Wen Gu said, "Did I feed you?"
For some reason, the word "nurture" makes people sound a little spoiled.
Sheng Zhixin turned his face away and looked out the window, muttering: "Yes, yes, every time I take me to a private restaurant, the quality of life has of course declined."
It was rare for Wen Gu to hear him joking with himself. Although his face was still faint, a smile was in his eyes: "I wronged Mr. Xiaosheng first, and I will treat you to a good meal when I return to Beijing."
"Let me treat you," Sheng Zhixin said, "I said I would treat you to dinner, but I haven't yet."
He was actually thinking about it.
If Wen Gu is not disgusted, can I use the name of dinner appointment to meet him a few more times when I go back?
He asks for a meal, Wen Gu is definitely not willing to owe favors and ask for a return, this is to meet twice, so repeatedly...
Facing the car window, Sheng Zhixin tried his best to restrain his smile, but he still couldn't hide it.
Although I asked Huo Ming to order takeout tonight, it was so rich that the restaurant sent five pairs of chopsticks, thinking that they were a gathering with many people.
Huo Ming had been waiting in the room a long time ago, and when he saw the two coming back, he immediately greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, long time no see."
Sheng Zhixin shook hands with him: "My little Hao is bothering you, I'm so sorry for taking her out to play every time."
Huo Ming blushed, and turned his face away unnaturally: "Big...we are all friends, it's nothing, she is very nice, I..."
Before he could finish his stuttering, Wen Gu said, "Xiao Sheng went to wash his hands, Huo Ming set the dishes, he finished his meal early and went back to rest, and we will record the show tomorrow."
Sheng Zhixin stood up obediently and went to the bathroom.When the door closed with a "click", the smile on Huo Ming's face disappeared immediately.
He took out a USB flash drive from a very secret pocket in the lining of his coat and handed it to Wen Gu.
Wen Gu took it and put it on the bedside table beside him: "Where's that kid named Zhuang Jie?"
"In our company's practice room," Huo Ming said in a low voice, "I'll live in the company dormitory after training, it's very safe, don't worry."
He paused, and his voice was a little more worried: "Boss, are you really going to see Nie Yingzhe?"
Wen Gu nodded with a serious face.
"But it's too dangerous," Huo Ming said. "He is so high-profile, and we all know his background. What if... I said just in case, something happens, what do you ask Xiao Sheng to do?"
Wen Gu subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, knocked on the edge of the table twice, and finally failed to light it: "He won't do anything to me, but if Xiao Sheng goes back, it's hard to say."
Huo Ming's always gentle eyes flashed a stern look: "Then we will strike first."
"No."
Wen Gu shook his head: "We don't know how much information he has in hand. It's okay if it's a trivial matter. In the future, if he has more works, he will be able to appease public anger. I'm afraid he has big information."
Huo Ming frowned: "Did you touch those three things?"
"The last time they went to that clubhouse, they probably had surveillance video evidence."
"But we have recordings," Huo Ming said, "the other party doesn't know, we made money from this, and this should be the most dangerous material, right?"
Wen Gu shook his head: "Not only. He never told me about his family. I didn't pay attention to it before, but Ai Xin seemed to have slipped his mouth when he chatted with me two days ago."
Huo Ming's face became even uglier: "He still has the face to chat with you?"
Wen Gu waved his hand: "That's not the point. We'll go back to Beijing after the recording of the variety show tomorrow. You can check on Xiaosheng's family, and I'll see Nie Yingzhe."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door clicked again.
When Sheng Zhixin came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Gu sitting crookedly on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, while Huo Ming was peeling grapes, grinning at him, "Come, come, Teacher Xiao Sheng, eat some fresh fruit to replenish vitamin C."
Sheng Zhixin was not polite to him, sat down at the table, and was just about to reach for grapes, but was dazzled by the reflection of something on the bedside table.
"Boss, Nie Yingzhe wants to talk to you..."
Seemingly hearing that he was in a bad mood, the person on the other end of the phone immediately became cautious: "Shall we help you reject him?"
Wen Gu pinched the bridge of his nose: "Why did he want to find me?"
"Didn't that starlet get on several hot searches a few days ago, and they were all positive. He seemed a little restless," the man said, "On the day the second episode of the variety show was broadcast, his company bought a few marketing I followed the hot search and posted a video of a little star throwing a notebook, we took it down after seeing it, and then it seems to know..."
Wen Gu's movements paused: "Are you guys stupid? Can you tell me before you withdraw?"
"Boss, this is a golden time for public relations. If it gets fermented, then..."
"If you don't know how to use your brain, don't do it. Go to the accountant tomorrow to reimburse the fare and send the whole department home." Wen Gu's voice was full of anger, "This is a fucking piece of 'bait', I will catch you What about the fish. Let’s see how much material they can throw to catch you, but they never thought that just after the pre-dinner snack, a fool would shake his head and take the bait.”
The person on the other end of the phone was dumbfounded: "Huh? Boss, is it so serious this time?"
Wen Gu took a deep breath: "It's very serious, so the usual set is not easy to use, understand?"
"Understood, I understand, this time," the man wanted to cry but had no tears, "Boss, let's study crisis public relations right now, learn from this lesson and never do it again."
This public relations team has been with Wen Gu for a long time. Fortunately, the boss himself is better at fighting, and he can scold half of the marketing accounts and sunspots back, so there are not many opportunities for them to practice. The biggest crisis we have dealt with was last time. kiss event.
What's more, it was Nie Yingzhe's fox who had also become a spirit this time, so it was normal not to know the situation.
Wen Gu calmed down, "How did Nie Yingzhe find you?"
"He called me this afternoon and asked if you were busy, and if not, would you have time to make an appointment for a meal when you return to Beijing," the man said. What. The phone calls are recorded and stored in the USB flash drive. Brother Huo just took the USB flash drive and took the plane off this morning. I guess you can see him in the evening."
Wen Gu sneered: "It's still a useful thing."
"It should be, it should be," the person in charge heard that the boss finally had the meaning of cloudy and sunny, and heaved a sigh of relief, "But boss, you have to explain to me first, what is it that can be so serious? We are also fine." Be mentally prepared."
"You may not be able to handle it, so I directly found a professional," Wen Gu said, "I promise to kill him with one blow and send him in. I won't even think about getting out in this life."
The Minister of Public Relations swallowed, a little scared.
Others don't know, but they all know it.My boss usually looks cold and indifferent, not interested in anything, and even a bit like the kind of person who doesn't want to compete with the world, but if he wants to be ruthless, he will never leave the other party with a chance to survive or come back.
If you say you want to send it in, then you have to send it in, let Nie Yingzhe squat in the prison and grow mushrooms.
"Since the face has been torn, let's tear it up," Wen Gu said, "Just remove whatever he puts in, and there's no need to hide it, just remove it for them to see."
***
Sheng Zhixin didn't know that he just escaped a carnival of black fans by chance, and was squatting not far from Jiming Temple to watch the uncle blow gourd silk.
The uncle's skin was tanned, and he moved the horse and sat under the wall, blowing a handful of gourd silk melodiously.
Sheng Zhixin heard him play "Jasmine" three times, and at the fourth time, a voice with a smile sounded behind him: "Does it sound good?"
He turned his head quickly and saw Wen Gu standing behind him with a slight smile in his eyes.
Sheng Zhixin got up quickly, but his legs became numb from squatting for a long time, so he staggered and threw himself into Wen Gu's arms.
so awkward.
The man pressed his lips impartially to his ear, and by the way made a joke: "Oh, Teacher Xiao Sheng is drunk again?"
Sheng Zhixin's legs were still numb, and the woody smell seemed to surround him tightly, making him afraid to breathe for a moment.
He supported Wen Gu's arm to stand up straight, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, scanned the QR code placed by the uncle, and transferred him 50 yuan.
Wen Gu stood on the sidelines: "Now the buskers are starting to use QR codes to receive and pay with each passing day."
Sheng Zhixin put away his mobile phone, and walked to the parking place with him: "Generally, I don't give money, unless it's this kind of player who sings and writes calligraphy."
"why?"
"It's actually quite difficult for someone with a skill like this to earn money on his own without asking for money."
Sheng Zhixin looked back at the old man playing cucurbit flute, a little moved: "Don't laugh at me, I... I used to come here like this before, taking classes during the day, playing guitar in bars and streets at night, earning a living every day Money, go back and listen to the live broadcast before going to bed."
The expression on Wen Gu's face moved slightly, and he pretended to ask casually: "What live broadcast are you listening to?"
"A little streamer," Sheng Zhixin said a little embarrassedly, "not very famous. At that time, we agreed to be friends even if we debuted in the future, but now we have no contact."
He sighed: "It's quite a pity. I don't know why he didn't reply to my messages at the time. After that, I went to the island to draft. After I got off the island, even the APP declared bankruptcy, which completely lost contact."
Wen Gu looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes: "Then if he appeared now and told you that he didn't leave without saying goodbye, but for a reason? Would you still want to be friends with him?"
Sheng Zhixin nodded: "Of course, he can be said to be my first friend in the circle."
Wen Gu lowered the corners of his raised lips and opened the co-pilot's door for him.
After getting along for so many days, Sheng Zhixin was no longer the stiff newcomer, and asked naturally, "Where to eat?"
Wen Gu put down his phone and started the car: "Go to the hotel where I'm staying. Huo Ming is coming to Nanjing today, and he just ordered a meal."
Sheng Zhixin was a little surprised and looked at him blankly.
"Don't like takeaway?" Wen Gu said, "Did I feed you?"
For some reason, the word "nurture" makes people sound a little spoiled.
Sheng Zhixin turned his face away and looked out the window, muttering: "Yes, yes, every time I take me to a private restaurant, the quality of life has of course declined."
It was rare for Wen Gu to hear him joking with himself. Although his face was still faint, a smile was in his eyes: "I wronged Mr. Xiaosheng first, and I will treat you to a good meal when I return to Beijing."
"Let me treat you," Sheng Zhixin said, "I said I would treat you to dinner, but I haven't yet."
He was actually thinking about it.
If Wen Gu is not disgusted, can I use the name of dinner appointment to meet him a few more times when I go back?
He asks for a meal, Wen Gu is definitely not willing to owe favors and ask for a return, this is to meet twice, so repeatedly...
Facing the car window, Sheng Zhixin tried his best to restrain his smile, but he still couldn't hide it.
Although I asked Huo Ming to order takeout tonight, it was so rich that the restaurant sent five pairs of chopsticks, thinking that they were a gathering with many people.
Huo Ming had been waiting in the room a long time ago, and when he saw the two coming back, he immediately greeted them with a smile: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, long time no see."
Sheng Zhixin shook hands with him: "My little Hao is bothering you, I'm so sorry for taking her out to play every time."
Huo Ming blushed, and turned his face away unnaturally: "Big...we are all friends, it's nothing, she is very nice, I..."
Before he could finish his stuttering, Wen Gu said, "Xiao Sheng went to wash his hands, Huo Ming set the dishes, he finished his meal early and went back to rest, and we will record the show tomorrow."
Sheng Zhixin stood up obediently and went to the bathroom.When the door closed with a "click", the smile on Huo Ming's face disappeared immediately.
He took out a USB flash drive from a very secret pocket in the lining of his coat and handed it to Wen Gu.
Wen Gu took it and put it on the bedside table beside him: "Where's that kid named Zhuang Jie?"
"In our company's practice room," Huo Ming said in a low voice, "I'll live in the company dormitory after training, it's very safe, don't worry."
He paused, and his voice was a little more worried: "Boss, are you really going to see Nie Yingzhe?"
Wen Gu nodded with a serious face.
"But it's too dangerous," Huo Ming said. "He is so high-profile, and we all know his background. What if... I said just in case, something happens, what do you ask Xiao Sheng to do?"
Wen Gu subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket, knocked on the edge of the table twice, and finally failed to light it: "He won't do anything to me, but if Xiao Sheng goes back, it's hard to say."
Huo Ming's always gentle eyes flashed a stern look: "Then we will strike first."
"No."
Wen Gu shook his head: "We don't know how much information he has in hand. It's okay if it's a trivial matter. In the future, if he has more works, he will be able to appease public anger. I'm afraid he has big information."
Huo Ming frowned: "Did you touch those three things?"
"The last time they went to that clubhouse, they probably had surveillance video evidence."
"But we have recordings," Huo Ming said, "the other party doesn't know, we made money from this, and this should be the most dangerous material, right?"
Wen Gu shook his head: "Not only. He never told me about his family. I didn't pay attention to it before, but Ai Xin seemed to have slipped his mouth when he chatted with me two days ago."
Huo Ming's face became even uglier: "He still has the face to chat with you?"
Wen Gu waved his hand: "That's not the point. We'll go back to Beijing after the recording of the variety show tomorrow. You can check on Xiaosheng's family, and I'll see Nie Yingzhe."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door clicked again.
When Sheng Zhixin came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Gu sitting crookedly on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, while Huo Ming was peeling grapes, grinning at him, "Come, come, Teacher Xiao Sheng, eat some fresh fruit to replenish vitamin C."
Sheng Zhixin was not polite to him, sat down at the table, and was just about to reach for grapes, but was dazzled by the reflection of something on the bedside table.
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