The actor is a warm man during the day and a jackal at night

"The mouth is still quite hard."

Feng Ci raised his eyebrows speechlessly.

Immediately, he stroked his chin and pretended to be kind and said: "Xiao You, the media that released that video is your MIke entertainment official blog. If the person who appears in the surveillance video is your colleague, aren't you worried about him?"

"If you doubt me, just report my ID number directly, no need to beat around the bush."

Xiao You placed the coffee cup heavily on the cup holder, making a clear sound.

"Are you angry?" Feng Ci stretched his arms around his shoulders, took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "Everything depends on the evidence, so I won't doubt you for no reason, right?"

Xiao You's cheeks were numb, but he still nodded calmly.

He knew that if the public relations team who was blocked got the surveillance video successfully, the letter would definitely be identified as the video shot by him, after all, Mike is his employer.

"Relax." Feng Ci lightly patted him on the shoulder, then got up and walked into the bedroom, "That bastard Xian Tian caused such a big news for me, I still have to wipe his ass, the hotel waiter Ying Sheng will come up to deliver food, you open the door, I'll take a shower first."

"it is good……"

Xiao You leaned on the sofa, looking at the ceiling and thinking about countermeasures. If the surveillance video is found, how can he justify himself to get rid of the suspicion?

Feng Ci left the room after eating, and Xiao You stayed alone.

Xian Tian's original work schedule was also canceled due to the online scandal, he was so angry that he cursed and smashed things in the room.

"Grass mud horse, I felt something was wrong last night. There must be someone in the storage room. If Huang Ke hadn't suddenly knocked on the door to interrupt my thoughts, I would have caught the kid who took the sneak shot a long time ago, and today's incident would not have happened."

Xian Tian kicked over the coffee table at the end of the bed in his bedroom, and all the tea sets, cups and cups fell to pieces on the ground.

There was too much movement on his side, which caused headaches for the public relations team and Huang Ke who were discussing plans to deal with online public opinion in the living room, especially Huang Ke, whom Xian Tian just blamed on her by name.

Huang Ke couldn't bear it anymore and walked to the door of the bedroom, put his arms on his chest and sneered: "Xian Tian, ​​if it weren't for your lack of personal morality, would you be afraid of being photographed?"

Xian Tian was still in his pajamas, staring at her fiercely with red eyes, approaching her every step of the way and looking down condescendingly: "Huang Ke, you're a slut! If you're in this industry, who can stand being shot like this? You can stand it!" Get up? When you go to the wine bureau, I will help you take pictures, okay?"

Huang Ke was so angry that the corners of her eyes twitched. She raised her hand and was about to slap Xian Tian when the person behind her grabbed her wrist.

"Feng Ci?" Huang Ke looked up at him with surprise.

"Sister Huang, it's no use hitting him now, it's your hand that hurts." Feng Ci persuaded softly.

Huang Ke temporarily suppressed her anger, but she still wished to tear Xian Tian apart.

Xian Tian's hostility was mostly suppressed after the arrival of the seal, and there was a disgusting sense of grievance and innocence in his eyes.

Feng Ci's eyes only stayed on his face for less than a second, and then fell on the little assistant who was kneeling beside the bed and trembling with fright. Look at each other.

"Sister Huang, take Xian Tian's assistant out to clean up the wound, and go to the hospital for a physical examination, and the medical expenses will be reimbursed."

Feng Ci pointed to Huang Kedao with his eyes.

Huang Ke nodded, walked sideways into the room, watched the little assistant get dressed and took him away.

Xian Tian knew he was wrong, sometimes his eyes wandered and sometimes he nodded, not daring to look at Feng Ci's face, Feng Ci sat on the armrest of the sofa at the door of the bedroom, looking at Xian Tian with a smile on his face.

Xian Tian licked his lips nervously: "A Ci, I know I was wrong, and I will compensate you for all the losses caused."

"Ah Tian, ​​do you think I'm short of money?" Feng Ci slightly hooked his lips, his peach blossom eyes pretending to be serious and friendly.

Xian Tian took a step closer and stood in front of him: "Of course not, it's my fault. I should make up for the damage caused to your studio."

"Really?" Feng Ci stood up and looked down at him slightly, with a gentle smile still on the corner of his mouth, "I heard when I entered the door just now, isn't it Huang Ke's fault that you still yelled?"

Xian Tian grabbed his wrist in desperation and explained: "A Ci, it's not like you don't know that I have a bad temper. I really didn't mean it, I just vented it."

A chill rose in Feng Ci's heart. He smiled and pushed Xian Tian's hand away: "You are also venting in the video. Now that the video is exposed, you still want to vent? Shouldn't you deal with it properly? Don't you want to Are you in the entertainment industry?"

Xian Tian had nothing to say, and followed him to the living room.

Feng Ci sat on a single sofa, and five or six members of the public relations team surrounded the coffee table, with a laptop in front of them, typing on the keyboard with both hands.

"How's the situation?" Feng Ci asked.

The head of the public relations team, the man in glasses, raised his hand and pushed the bridge of his nose with black-rimmed glasses: "The hot search has finally been withdrawn, but the popularity has not yet come down, but the public opinion environment has improved compared to the previous two hours, and the fans and marketing accounts are all on the Internet." Use content such as "story shooting", "disclosure of privacy", "there is no scene of being beaten in the video" and other content to bring rhythm, but this cannot calm the anger of the majority of netizens. "

Feng Ci: "What are you doing now?"

The man with glasses: "I'm still contacting major forums, microblogs, etc. to delete posts and ban words. In terms of price, try to meet the platform."

"Deleting posts and banning speech is one thing, but the person concerned has to respond, and the enthusiasm that is suppressed now will rebound when responding..." Feng Ci also took out his mobile phone to browse Weibo. Let Xian Tian respond and give fans and netizens an explanation."

The man with glasses: "We also think the same way, but Mr. Xian Tian seems to be reluctant..."

"What am I responding to?" Xian Tian yelled at the PR team angrily, "What the hell am I responding to? What can I respond to? I just don't treat him as a person, I just treat him as a tool, and I just want to hit him , just wanted to mess with him..."

"Calm down."

Feng Ci took off his gold-rimmed glasses and sighed lightly.

Xian Tian immediately shut up.

Feng Ci pinched the bridge of his nose and said: "You all use Xian Tian's Weibo account to post, saying that you and your assistant are in a romantic relationship, and you accidentally touched your hands because of a quarrel... No, don't say it was a fight, it was a fight ... If you want to reduce the influence of this matter, you have to start with personal feelings, and you can discuss how to word it."

Man with glasses: "Understood..."

"I still have to admit that I am in a relationship with him? Is he worthy?" Xian Tian was so angry that he wandered around the room and spit fire.

"You are unworthy..." Feng Ci looked at him, his face still calm, "Who can bear your violent temper?"

"Uh..." Xian Tian put his hands on his hips in annoyance, changed the subject and asked the man with glasses, "Where is the surveillance video? Have it been sent? I want to see who is secretly filming me."