Zhang Fan has had Weibo a long time ago, but he didn't often post Weibo before, and he has few fans.

But since starring in "Yiren Picturesque", his fans have also risen with the tide, breaking through the 50,000 mark.

With 50,000 fans, he can be regarded as a small celebrity on the Internet, of course, he can't be compared with tens of millions of fans like Tang Qinghe.

But overnight, Zhang Fan's number of fans grew rapidly like a weed that had been injected with hormones, and it broke through the 500,000 mark in a blink of an eye.

It's just that these fans are black fans.

"Heaven is evil, but it is especially alive. and thou shalt not live. After this Weibo was posted, there were more than 2,000 comments at the bottom, most of which were scolding Zhang Fan.

"I solved the case, but I didn't expect him to do it. ”

"This kind of person just can't see the good of others, and does everything possible to smear others. ”

"RS4, Xiongqi, don't be defeated by this villain, we will always top you. ”

There are even many online articles that have complained to the Public Security Bureau, saying that they have violated other people's portrait rights and should be arrested.

For a while, Zhang Fan became a street rat that everyone shouted and beaten.

In response to this matter, Zhang Fan himself expressed his silence on this matter, and Tang Qinghe's side did not speak out.

At the press conference.

A flash of light flashed, and many reporters enthusiastically stood up to speak.

"Miss Tang Qinghe, what is your purpose in convening this press conference, do you want to admit Zhang Fan's crimes?" a female reporter asked aloud, and as soon as she said it, she pointed the finger at Zhang Fan sharply.

"Regarding yesterday's incident, I think there should be no need to explain, notify the police directly, I hope Miss Tang will reveal Zhang Fan's whereabouts and deal with it in accordance with the law. Another reporter said.

"May I ask what was your original intention in opening the conference, did you want to cover up the real culprit, or stand with us?"

“……”

The reporters asked questions one after another, and every question pushed Zhang Fan to the edge of the cliff, and if he answered carelessly, he would be doomed.

For these questions, Tang Qinghe remained silent and did not answer a single question. The reporters pressed in.

"Miss Tang, why don't you answer, is it because of a weak heart?"

"Miss Tang, please give us a reasonable explanation and give RS4 a fair one. ”

“……”

After being silent for a long time, Tang Qinghe finally spoke: "Everyone, there is no love for no reason, there is no hate for no reason, everything will be explained at tomorrow's concert, please be sure to be there, listen to the explanation, and then come to your duties, of course, if you still come out at that time." ”

After speaking, under the protection of the bodyguards, Tang Qinghe left the press conference.

"Miss Tang, could you please say something more?"

"Miss Tang?"

“……”

Those reporters chased after them, hoping that Tang Qinghe would say something more, but Tang Qinghe just walked out of the venue.

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Yanjing, beauty will be.

A business Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the beauty club, and Wang Qing got out of the back seat.

The Beauty Club is an independent club in Yanjing, and unlike other high-end clubs, there is no such service, the Beauty Club is all that kind of service, but, because of the money behind it, the Beauty Club has not been terminated.

The women in the beauty club are all part-time female college students, which makes Wang Qing very satisfied, he is not playing with women, but with feelings.

The manager had just called him and said that there was a new pair of twin sisters, both of whom were chicks.

He had just closed the car door with his car keys in his hand and walked around the corner when a sedan rushed out of the alley and rushed towards him.

Wang Qing was frightened, his face was pale and he hid to the side, and scolded: "Bastard, drive so fast, are you looking for death?"

Ga----

The car stopped, and out of the car came a short young man, only 1.7 meters, and Wang Qing, who was 1.8 meters long, could not be compared at all.

He walked towards Wang Qing fiercely, his mouth was spitting, and he was also not to be outdone: "Who are you scolding? ”

Wang Qing was happy.

In Yanjing, he has never been afraid of anyone, although he did not bring bodyguards, but he is the supreme member of the no one's club, as long as he shouts, there will be many bodyguards rushing out to protect him, so he has nothing to fear.

Besides, he is 1.8 meters, and the man opposite is only 1.7 meters, if you really start to do it, you won't even know your mother.

"Lao Tzu scolded you, Lao Tzu not only scolded you, but also scolded you for being my grandson, what's the matter, I will scold you today, you dare to move me to try?" Wang Qing pointed to the short man's nose and glared at him.

The short man was angry, and when he really went up to make a move with Wang Qing, Wang Qing laughed fiercely and smashed it with a punch.

Shout!

Shot up.

Being small has a small advantage, that is, being more sensitive, Wang Qing didn't hit him with a punch, but was knocked down by a small man.

He was lying on his stomach, a tooth falling out of his mouth, and blood running down his mouth.

Wang Qing covered his mouth and was furious, shouting at the beauty club: "Security guard---- security guard ----"

The manager on duty of the Beauty Club immediately rushed out of the clubhouse and separated the scuffling short man from Wang Qing.

The short man was furious and continued to shout: "What kind of hero is a hero, who has the ability to fight one-on-one?

"Manager Liu, you also saw it, it was he who drove me first and injured me---- no, you guys him hard, hit me a hundred, I'll give you money!"

"You ......"

Seeing so many people walking towards him with bad intentions, the short man's face changed deeply.

Soon, there was a pig-like scream at the door.

Wang Qing looked at the chaotic crowd with disdain, wiped the blood from his mouth, snorted, and walked into the clubhouse.

He was on fire in his stomach and needed to find a woman to vent to.

So, he opened a box and didn't order any women, but called Zhou Yiying over.

Today, Zhou Yiying is dressed very beautifully, wearing a black dress and black high heels, a colorful silk scarf tied around her neck, a princess hat and black round-framed sunglasses, she looks very stylish.

After the door opened, Wang Qing pulled Zhou Yiying in.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut, and before Zhou Yiying could figure out what the situation was, Wang Qing rudely tore off Zhou Yiying's skirt.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yiying looked at Wang Qing with dissatisfied and resentful eyes, and complained: "What's wrong with you today, so anxious and angry." ”

"It's nothing, it's just bad luck, I was beaten up by a little bastard. Wang Qing said angrily.

"Oh, there are still people in Yanjing who dare to beat you?" Zhou Yiying asked with some interest.

"Don't mention it. Wang Qing poured himself a glass of red wine and said.

"Did you get that video?" Zhou Yiying suddenly asked.

"Of course. Although that kid was discovered by Tang Qinghe's people, he was also tough, and he didn't admit his relationship with me, and he stole the video from the surveillance. When it came to this, Wang Qing grinned: "Originally, this was their only evidence, but now that it is in my hands, there is no evidence." ”

Zhou Yiying looked at Wang Qing with fiery eyes and said, "Let me see, where is the video?"

"Here it is. Wang Qing mysteriously took out a gray USB flash drive and said with a smile: "As long as your list is not leaked, it's fine." ”

"Don't worry. Zhou Yiying's eyes were like silk, and she smiled and said: "Foolproof, tomorrow's concert, Tang Qinghe will definitely fail." ”

"It's also said that as long as you perform more coquettishly on stage tomorrow, your popularity will far surpass Tang Qinghe. What a sister in the entertainment industry, it's not like I'm going to be trampled underfoot. ”

Thinking of Tang Qinghe's bright and beautiful face, an evil fire appeared in Wang Qing's abdomen, and he once again violently pushed Zhou Yiying onto the sofa, lifted her skirt, and sprinted again: "I want to ruin Tang Qinghe's little bitch!"

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The short man was already lying on his laurels.

When everyone had entered, something surprising happened—the short man, who was dying, suddenly got up from the ground as if he had nothing to do, and got back into the car as if his face was bruised, as if it didn't hurt at all.

In the car, the short man held a phone in one hand and a USB flash drive in the other, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, the things are here." ”

If Wang Qing is here, he will definitely find that the color of this USB flash drive is the same as the color of his USB flash drive.

Zhang Fan's voice came from the phone: "Well, when you get it, then notify the others to work." ”

"Yes. ”