After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

8000 million little peach blossoms know it, and Gu Zhuozhuo has practiced it.

There are a few gangsters in the area, but they are easy to catch.

Although the police rushed in and took control of the scene after half a minute, he still used the 30 seconds to show off his skills, kicking several people against the wall, and then sliding down to form a pile.

The boss completely collapsed, his three views were shattered, his expression was in a trance, and he was pressed heavily by several brothers, and he almost vomited blood.

"Don't come here..." He wailed, "Don't kill me..."

The policeman who just came in: "..."

Gu Zhuozhuo spread his hands innocently: "Normal defense."

The police had already been greeted, and all these people were handcuffed and taken away, and they also signaled that Gu Zhuozhuo had to go too.

Gu Zhuozhuo readily agreed, and before leaving, he blinked his left eye at the camera and gestured with his fingers.

Accompanied by the strange emotion of "the honest man exploded too terrible" in the distance, the live broadcast went black, and the feast ended.

The barrage went crazy again, hot search terms rocketed up one by one, and screen recordings and highlight clips were constantly intercepted. It was shocking that there were so many people in Huaguo who stayed up late at night.

However, the grand occasion on the second day showed that the majority of people were still sleeping—this late-night drama began to spread explosively, and it almost aroused discussion among the whole people. .

Jiangtian Group has completely got rid of the hat of unscrupulous and black-hearted enterprises.

Then the media and official accounts that tried desperately to discredit, said to "report the truth", filmed many "Wangjia Villagers throwing paper money on the street to ask for explanations", and even took the opportunity to guide netizens to hate Fu, naturally became new targets of crusade.

Among them, Zheng Shu, the "Degradation News" reporter who jumped the hardest at first, became a target.

It was he who swore at the beginning that he would be assassinated if he told the truth.

But now it seems that this person's paranoia is quite serious.

The ridicule was overwhelming, and Zheng Shu felt the violence on the Internet, but he still insisted that he was reporting justice and had no other selfishness.

At this time, Ji Xian posted a new Weibo, saying that on the day of Zhongsheng’s celebration banquet, he happened to go to the venue for something. The reporter once stopped him and tried to guide him to speak ill of Zhongsheng.

"He was obviously a reporter invited to the banquet, but he spoke with a strong sense of malice. I was dumbfounded. Am I sick to speak ill of people? I have no hatred, or do you have hatred? Oh, Then maybe, after all, 'Although there is no grievance or enmity, but someone gives me money, so my life is not good'..."

Ji Xian said on Weibo.

Recently, the remarks made by the boss of the Qinglong Gang were being circulated on the screen, and Zheng Shu was immediately questioned by netizens from a new perspective.

Now he was really speechless.

He doesn't dare to speak ill of anyone now, because no one believes what he says.

As long as the Internet is connected, there are no repeated curse words.Mobile phones, computers, and all electronic devices cannot be connected.

Zheng Shu has been fired by the company, even when he went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles, he felt that someone was pointing fingers at him.Every day when I open my eyes, those curse words are played repeatedly in my mind.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, and posted on Weibo, saying that there was a mysterious woman in the banquet hall that day...

***

The rest was handed over to the police. Gu Zhuozhuo was sitting in Wen Yue's office, flipping through the calendar produced by Jiangtian Group, and staring blankly with the air conditioner on.

What bothered him was another matter.

Wen Yue wants to develop tourism around the gray market, so there is no problem in itself.But if you want to make money, in addition to cheap tourism development, you also need high-end hotels, villas, and resorts.

But in a recent project evaluation meeting, the results of this piece showed very bad.

The secretary opened the door and poured him tea.

Gu Zhuozhao sat on Wen Yue's chair generously, with Wen Yue's usual pens in his hand, and things were neatly arranged.This scene has been repeated countless times in his memory, and he was in a daze for a moment, as if he had returned to the confused life in the past with no end in sight.

"Mr. Gu, Chairman Wen will finish the meeting in about half an hour." The secretary said.

"En." Gu Zhuozhuo responded, smiled at her, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally got rid of that uncomfortable feeling.

He took a sip of tea, returned to the sofa with the calendar in his hand, leaned back, and sighed again.

It was his lack of consideration.

There are pros and cons to how this is handled.If Wen Yue's original plan was followed, Jiangtian Group's word of mouth would drop in a short period of time, but when the popularity dropped, making up for it in other aspects could bring it back a bit.

However, Gu Zhuozhuo's approach caught the black hands behind the scenes by surprise, and the advantages are very obvious - but the disadvantages also appeared.

In the graphic reports spared no effort by the reporters, Huishi, as well as the surrounding Qugu County, Wangjia Village, and Qiuling, were all labeled as "troublemakers come out of poor mountains and evil waters".

In the cameras of the reporters, even the beautiful scenery of Qiuling, which Wen Yue praised so much, looked dilapidated, messy and disgusting.

This has a very bad influence on the development project itself.

Gu Zhuozhuo couldn't believe that Wen Yue didn't take this into consideration, but he still messed around with him.Gu Zhuozhuo had to admit that he would never be as comprehensive as Wen Yue in managing the group, but Wen Yue was also developing in the direction of a faint king...

I don't know how he told the other old men on the board...

Ugh.

Gu Zhuozhuo rolled on the sofa, feeling the joy of being a demon concubine, while thinking about remedies.

After a while, Wen Yue came back from the meeting.

"Have you finished reading the script?" He unbuttoned his cuff with one hand.

Gu Zhuozhuo lazily tilted his head, raised his hands, and Wen Yue stretched out his wrists, asking him to untie it.

"I want to make a movie." Gu Zhuozhuo said suddenly.

"Sure." Wen Yue said, "A few of the scripts in that pile of scripts are not bad."

"Not these..." Gu Zhuozhuo took off the cuff buttons, looked at the light, and said, "Make a movie about Qiuling."

Wen Yue was a little surprised.

"There are many examples of a certain classic movie making a certain scenic spot. So why can't we also make one? With Qiuling as the background, the theme is...to protect the environment."

Gu Zhuozhuo narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Take what you like in a movie. I'll act it."

Wen Yue's Adam's apple twitched, pushed a strand of hair that was blocking his eyes behind his ears, and said after a while, "Okay."

"Let's find a screenwriter and participate in the production of the script together...I want to know more about you. Instead of relying on imagination..." Gu Zhuozhuo didn't say anything later, and smiled again, a little sad.

Wen Yue kissed him, his eyes seemed to have a thousand words: "Okay, I will tell you more in the future."

***

Qin Cunzhi was in a Southeast Asian country, and he answered the No. 20 call today.

"No way, Mr. Qin...can't hold it down! The police are already checking the account of Yunjia Clubhouse, there are Guanghui, Huiyong, and a few bars..."

Tan Cunzhi closed his eyes: "...Where's Lao Yang? How should I say it?"

"Secretary Yang said...it's all because of the live broadcast that made a big fuss...In the current situation, countless netizens are staring at it, and the factions in the province are complicated, so he dare not bet. How much money we spend every year, once he is used, this Yang Just push three and four..."

"Okay." Tan Cunzhi interrupted him, and said coldly, "Let's withdraw."

The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a while: "But..."

"No, but. Don't struggle anymore, notify the people below, and all of them will break their relationship. Also, arrange for the "clowns" to go abroad and come to me. If they dare to escape, you..."

"I understand, I understand." After the man finished speaking, Tan Cunzhi hung up the phone.

He was in a dim bar, where demons danced wildly and the smoke was overwhelming. A woman of all kinds sat beside him, fed him a grape, and asked in broken Chinese, "Are you worried?"

Tan Cunzhi laughed, and kept swiping his fingers on the Weibo interface.

Are you troubled?

This time he was absolutely sure—although the police would investigate the truth sooner or later, the truth would never be in his hands. As long as he was given a certain amount of time, his underground kingdom was experienced and would handle everything well.

He has played this move countless times, and he is familiar with it.

But no one expected that it was just Gu Zhuozhuo who used his own influence to make this matter ferment to such a huge extent.

The thing in the dark is the most afraid of seeing the light.

Once being targeted, all actions and relationships can no longer function as usual.

Qin Cunzhi's website had only been back online for a month, and the server had to be shut down again, and many underground industries of the Tan family, as well as the clown executors, all had to stop and hide.

Tens of millions of losses are recorded every day.

Tan Cunzhi felt irritable for a long time, and the desire to destroy welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Gu Zhuozhuo.

This beautiful child seemed to be born against him.

If he had been desperately obtained ten years ago, would the current embarrassing situation still exist?Qin Cunzhi couldn't help thinking.

"Mr. Tan." A gray-haired middle-aged man walked in. His eyes were cunning and full of calculations, but he was a business partner of the Tan family for decades. Tan Cunzhi trusted him very much.

As long as the route and the supply of goods are there, the foundation of the Qin family will still be there.

No matter how much the loss is, it can be recovered.

Besides, Wenyue is not without losses—the gray market construction site has already caused a huge amount of losses, and affected by the incident, the project valuation will continue to decline, and it will even affect the next few years.

This made him feel a little better.

Qin Cunzhi came back to his senses, smiled politely, motioned his partner to sit down, and began to talk back and forth.

During the period, Mr. Hu from Guangyao called him several times, but he didn't answer any of them.

In the end, Mr. Hu finally gave up and changed to typing and sending documents to report the situation to him.

The core idea - asking for money.

Tan Cunzhi sneered, asking for money, asking for money, asking for money all day long... The entertainment company was originally established for money laundering, which is true, but until now, it is still losing money every year. This General Manager Hu still thinks he is very capable.

"No money, you can earn it yourself." He finally replied.