With the beam of a flashlight.

A man in his forties and fifties walked to the lake with a fishing tackle bag on his back.

Coming to fish?

"Heh, come so early, do you have a mouth?"

The angler put down the fishing tackle and asked Lu Ping and the others.

Shao Jinyuan opened his mouth blankly.

Lu Ping glared at him: "At first glance, it's a rookie!" The eldest brother asks if there is a fish mouth, what are you opening your mouth, fish mouth, a professional term, does it mean that there is a fish bite bait, understand?"

Shao Jinyuan nodded again and again: "I understand this time." ”

After the angler took out the fishing chair, he suddenly exclaimed: "It's broken, I forgot to protect the fish!"

Fish protection, a fishing noun, refers to a net-like fish basket used to hold fish, which is portable and practical, and easy for fish to survive.

In summer, if you don't bring fish protection, it will be a hard injury, and the fish will die and stink after a short time after being caught ashore.

Lu Ping snatched the stocking from Shao Jinyuan's hand and threw it in front of the angler: "Big brother, if you don't have a fish guard, you can replace it with this." I've sent you. ”

When the angler picked it up and saw that it was a stocking, he couldn't help but be stunned.

But he immediately tugged a few times, and couldn't help but extend a thumbs up to Lu Ping: "Not bad, yes, you can also be emergency." ”

Lu Ping nodded: "You fish first, we have other things." ”

The angler stood up and said, "Thank you, brother. ”

"You're welcome. Lu Ping said, patted Shao Jinyuan on the shoulder, and urged him to get into the car.

Shao Jinyuan looked at the stockings in the fisherman's hand, and always felt that the atmosphere was quite warm.

In the end, the 20 yuan was not spent in vain, at least it could help others cope with emergencies, which can be regarded as a merit.

In the car.

Lu Ping said: "Say the address!"

Shao Jinyuan hesitated for a moment and said a string of addresses.

Halfway through, Lu Ping suddenly received a call from Gong Mengran.

Listening to it, the eldest lady is in a good mood.

"Lu Ping forgot to tell you that tomorrow morning you will dress formally and accompany me to a press conference. Gong Mengran said.

Lu Ping asked: "At the press conference, Mercedes-Benz has a new model, or is it ......?"

Gong Mengran emphasized: "It is a film conference and a meeting with the main creator, called "The Legend of the Nine-Tailed Fox: The Demon Hunt", in which there is an actress I pay attention to, she is the female number one. ”

Shao Jinyuan, who was in the passenger seat, had a strange face.

Lu Ping glanced at Shao Jinyuan and had an epiphany: "Miss, the female number one you said, is it Lan Bingbing?"

Gong Mengran exclaimed: "How do you know? Actually, after I got the invitation, I decided to go because of Lan Bingbing." This is an actress that I have been paying attention to, she has made rapid progress in recent years, and she has been doing public welfare. I'd like to meet her and have a few conversations. ”

Lu Ping pursed his lips: "Miss, when will you catch up with the star?"

Gong Mengran explained: "What is chasing stars and not chasing stars, this is because Lan Bingbing once helped my dad endorse a project before, and the effect was very good, my dad told me that I had time to have a meal with her, I always forgot about it, and I didn't remember it until her new film press conference this time." ”

Lu Ping suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's the case, that is, you didn't know her well before, right?"

Gong Mengran said: "Of course. I didn't really care about the entertainment industry. ”

Lu Ping said: "But according to my guess, it seems that Lan Bingbing will not be able to attend the press conference tomorrow." Miss, do you want to go if you think about it again?"

Gong Mengran smiled bitterly: "You guessed?"

Lu Ping said: "It's gossip, nine times out of ten." Gong Mengran said: "It's nonsense, it's strange to believe you." The second on the list is her, as one of the main creators, it is impossible for her to be absent from such a big event. Okay, wash up and sleep early, and remember to dress formally tomorrow. ”

After hanging up the phone, Lu Ping sighed slightly.

Hmph, after such a big disaster, she still wants to go to the press conference?

Provoked me Lu Ping.

Tomorrow will be your memorial service!

......

Longting Villa Manor, No. 3 single building.

This is one of Lan Bingbing's properties in Yongzhou.

In the huge living room, Lan Bingbing was wearing a set of dressing gowns, reclining on the sofa, and was arguing fiercely with a man.

This man is in his thirties, with a slightly fat figure and an artist's temperament.

It can be seen that he is very emotional.

On the coffee table is the script of "The Legend of the Nine-Tailed Fox: The Demon Hunt".

There are many traces of alteration on it.

The man pointed to the script and said: "Miss Lan, what you and the filmmaker have done is very shameless! This script embodies my hard work for one year and three months, but in the end, the screenwriter signed but did not have my name! You, Miss Lan and Director Chen, have become the screenwriters of this drama in a grand manner, which is ridiculous and ridiculous, this is simply a clever and arrogant robbery!"

Lan Bingbing sneered: "Mr. Huang He, if you think this is unreasonable, you can sue us, and I will accompany Chen Daofeng to the end! You, a poor literati and a little writer, we gave you this opportunity to put your work on the screen." And let you adapt it into a script yourself, you should be grateful. Letting the security guard put you in my house is already my extra kindness to you, and you are not qualified. ”

Mr. Huang He covered his chest: "You also admit that this drama is my screenwriter, right? This is my child." You and Director Chen didn't make any efforts, but you wanted to forcibly take possession of my child, but my father was kicked out by you, you ...... You guys are so unreasonable!"

Lan Bingbing pointed to the script: "Does this script also have my own efforts? I have also changed several places." ”

Mr. Huang He was about to vomit blood: "Yes, is it changed, does it add up to 50 words? And it is a blind change! If you follow your logic, if I go outside and see a random child who looks cute, I draw a circle on his face, and he will become my child? Miss Lan, what you do disappoints me!"

Lan Bingbing stuffed a piece of fruit into her mouth with a toothpick, and said while chewing: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense! You know the ability of me and Director Chen, it's very simple to ban you as a screenwriter and just say a word, and find someone to do you." When you come to me at night to touch porcelain, I'm already a good admonishment. ”

Mr. Huang He slapped the coffee table and stood up: "What? You say that I touch porcelain? What kind of world is this, my father wants to find a trafficker to get his child back, but the trafficker scolds me and says that he touches porcelain." You and Director Chen, you are human traffickers! You have no credibility at all, liars, you are all special liars! I want to expose you on the official account!"

Lan Bingbing laughed even more: "Send it, send it now! It's just a hype for our new film, I can't ask for it, and I save advertising costs." Director Chen will thank you too. ”

"How can a man be so shameless?" Mr. Huang He sighed.

Lan Bingbing stretched out two fingers: "Director Chen has communicated with me, and now I will give you two choices on behalf of him, one, give you 100,000 yuan, you take the money and leave, this drama has nothing to do with you; Money or fame, the choice is yours!"

"100,000 yuan?literary coordinator?" Mr. Huang He almost fainted: "You guys...... You naked bastards! You are, eat people and don't spit out bones, I am a hard coder in the Yellow River, when you asked me to be a screenwriter, I was full of knowledge, and I even paid for you to serve...... In the end, you have acted like this! Lan Bingbing, if you do this, don't you lose your conscience?"

Lan Bingbing got up and walked over, the corners of her mouth full of mockery: "This is the end of the conversation, you can get out!"

Mr. Huang He clenched his fists and released them again.

The literati are arrogant and heart-wrenching.

The world is too crazy, too many traps, too much plunder.

"Still not rolling?" Lan Bingbing stretched out an index finger and pointed at the tip of Mr. Huang He's nose: "The surname is Huang, the old lady warns you, if you pester me and Director Chen again, you won't even know how you died! Accidental car accident, drunk drowning, or gas poisoning at home? Hmph, you are a writer, expand your imagination!"

Mr. Huang He asked rhetorically, "...... you Do you really want to kill me?"

Lan Bingbing hugged her arms and looked fearless: "Then it depends on what you do next, it really makes the old lady anxious, you, a living person, are really gone." Before you know it, it's gone. Don't think I'm threatening you, without some means and connections, I can't get into my current position in the entertainment industry. ”

Mr. Huang He sighed.

What he is afraid of is not the sinister hearts of people, but the cold state of the world.

Could it be that in the face of the wanton bullying of the wicked, we, the disadvantaged groups, can only accept it?

What is the principle of heaven?

Where is justice?

Mr. Huang He has a desperate heart with them.

But just then, the doorbell rang.

Lan Bingbing glanced at the display at the door and said a password.

Listen carefully to the click of the entrance door, and the inner lock will automatically open.

Shao Jinyuan pushed the door and walked in.

"Our Shao Baobao is back, you came just in time. Lan Bingbing glanced at Mr. Huang He, and said viciously: "First get this dead-faced guy out of me, and by the way, tell the security guard, this person has been blacklisted from now on, and I don't want to see him again." Disgusting!"

Shao Jinyuan glanced at Mr. Huang He and limped forward two steps.

Lan Bingbing noticed that something was wrong with Shao Jinyuan's state.

His face was ugly, he struggled to walk, and he wore a white T-shirt.

In Lan Bingbing's impression, this guy has never worn light-colored clothes, especially pure white, which is very inconsistent with his bodyguard status.

"You...... What's wrong with you, Shao Jinyuan?" Lan Bingbing asked suspiciously.

Shao Jinyuan glanced back and couldn't help but be stunned, what about people?

He had been by his side just now.

"Miss Lan, it's not ...... It's nothing...... I ......" Shao Jinyuan stumbled, and he didn't know how to answer.

Lan Bingbing asked again, "How's it going?"

Shao Jinyuan's face was the color of pig liver: "......"

At this time, a figure stood up from the side and asked Lan Bingbing, "What did Miss Lan say?"

Shao Jinyuan was taken aback, damn it, where did he come from?

How is it elusive?

"Are you...... Who?" Lan Bingbing glanced up and frowned.

Lu Ping took a few steps forward and snorted coldly: "I don't know who I am, so why did you send him over to deal with me?" I just want to ask you, do I have a grudge against you, Miss Lan?"

Lan Bingbing was stunned for a moment, and said in a panic: "Are you ...... Your surname is Lu ...... Lu Ping?"

Lu Ping nodded: "It's exactly below!"