Chapter 110: Kill her

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Lost conscience?

When Zuo Jian saw this, he smiled bitterly, was there a mistake, wasn't it just a joke casually? Is it necessary to exaggerate the strictness to such an extent?

"Well, as long as you come, then I will promise to take you to the playground to play. Isn't it just to get rid of your agent and bodyguard, little ks. Zuo Jian agreed, thinking in his heart, how can he not let a little girl look down on herself.

"Uncle, you're so nice." Mu Yanbing was so excited that she almost couldn't help cheering happily, she thought for a while and sent a message: "Uncle, wait a while, I'll go talk to my agent." ”

After sending the message, Mu Yanbing put away his mobile phone, walked out of the room, and walked straight to the first floor. In this villa, the rooms of the agent Aunt Chen and the bodyguard are all on the first floor, and all the rooms on the second floor belong to Mu Yanbing, without her permission, the bodyguards and others can only stay on the first floor. Of course, Aunt Chen is an exception, this woman is not only an agent, but also a part-time nanny, taking care of Mu Yanbing's daily life.

Sure enough, in the hall on the first floor, huge crystal lamps were lit.

Under the lamp, Aunt Chen was wearing a pair of glasses, and the whole person was lying on the table, busy with something.

Standing on the stairs, Mu Yanbing saw that Aunt Chen was there with glue, slowly, little by little, piecing together the white paper with new songs she had torn up in the afternoon.

She was so focused that when Mu Yanbing walked behind her, she didn't even notice it.

"Aunt Chen?" Mu Yanbing screamed softly.

"Ahh Aunt Chen was taken aback, turned around, and saw Mu Yanbing standing behind her, so she let out a long breath, patted her chest, and said with palpitations: "Yan Bing, you scared me to death...... You, what's wrong? She is a little strange, under normal circumstances, unless she wants to go out, Mu Yanbing will not go downstairs, otherwise, she can stay in her bedroom for half a month, and she will not go downstairs.

"Aunt Chen, let's go to Zhongzhou City tomorrow, right?" Mu Yanbing said to herself. (hua.advertisement)

"Huh?" Aunt Chen raised her eyebrows and said suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you didn't want to go in the afternoon?" ”

"Hmm...... This, I want to go out for a walk and relax. Mu Yanbing said with a little weakness, her little face was slightly red, she was not good at lying since she was a child, as soon as she lied, her face turned red, in order to avoid being seen by Aunt Chen, she then asked knowingly: "What are you doing, Aunt Chen?" I think you're sticking something? ”

"Hehe, nothing." Aunt Chen was diverted, "I saw you tear up the new song you just wrote, I'm afraid you'll use it in the future, so stick it up first, by the way, have you really decided, are you going to Zhongzhou City tomorrow?" ”

"Well, that's right." Mu Yanbing nodded.

"That's good." Aunt Chen's face showed a little joy, as her agent, in fact, she was under a lot of pressure, and she had to take care of the requirements of the signing company, and she had to coax Mu Yanbing, she was caught in the middle, miserable, in the past six months, Mu Yanbing has been living at home, and the signing company has been urging countless times, asking Mu Yanbing to make some movements from time to time even if she doesn't produce a new song, and get on the news, otherwise, after a long time, fans can't get news of Mu Yanbing, and they will slowly forget her. I switched to the fan lineup of other stars.

A star is a star, you have to make some news from time to time, in order to be a star, a star without news, can you still be called a star?

I don't see the stars all over the world, they are all every once in a while, so I have to try my best to create some movement, the purpose is to make my name appear in front of the public, for this purpose, many people are often unscrupulous, get a lover today, get a junior tomorrow, what kind of bloody gossip, can be a zero-level god/19181/ enough to attract the public's attention, what kind of news will be created.

And Mu Yanbing is good, she originally had super high popularity, countless fans, which is her advantage, but she doesn't know it, and she doesn't like to take advantage of it, you know, a star like her, no matter what kind of clothes she wears, there are tabloid reporters who are willing to hype it, for example, Mu Yanbing wore a see-through suit, Mu Yanbing wore a legless cheongsam, and so on. (hua.’)

As long as it is Mu Yanbing's news, some people like to pay attention to it.

And the news that someone pays attention to, those tabloid reporters will spare no effort to brag about the newspaper's sales.

In such a situation, Mu Yanbing likes to stay at home, stay at home, and stay for a month, or even half a year.

"Well, I said it a long time ago, you should show up, after all, your fans, haven't known about you for a long time." Aunt Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately, she stood up and said: "Okay, since you have decided, then I will inform the company that we are going to see the venue, in addition, I have to discuss with the bodyguard tomorrow's arrangements and precautions, oops, a lot of things are waiting for me to be busy......" She walked outside quickly, and at the end, she did not forget to instruct: "Yan Bing, you go to bed early, nourish your spirits, otherwise, your skin will lose its luster." ”

Mu Yanbing nodded, turned around and went upstairs, took out his mobile phone, and quickly sent a message: "Uncle, I will go to Zhongzhou City tomorrow morning, you tell me your phone number, I will send you a text message when the time comes, and then I will see you!" ”

"No problem."

Seeing this message, Mu Yanbing waved his fist happily, full of joy and indulged in the upcoming tomorrow. She wasn't worried at all about whether Zuo Jian would be able to do what he promised.

Mu Yanbing didn't find out that in fact, in her heart, she had already regarded Zuo Jian as a person who could be trusted and trustworthy......

Getting rid of the agent and bodyguard, for Zuo Jian, is actually not a difficult thing. In the past, when he was abroad, he did a lot of similar things, for example, anti-tracking, anti-reconnaissance. For such a thing as getting rid of the broker, in his opinion, in essence, it is actually equivalent to anti-tracking.

Early the next morning, Zuo Jian made an excuse and slipped out of the hospital.

Standing on the side of the road, just lit a cigarette, the phone rang.

"Uncle, I will arrive at Tianhe Stadium at about 8:45, and then, an hour later, I will go to participate in an advertising campaign arranged by the company."

Tianhe Stadium is the place where Mu Yanbing plans to hold a concert in Zhongzhou City, and at present, in Tianhe Gymnasium, preparations are being made for this concert, debugging sound, lighting, etc., which will take time to arrange.

Especially for Mu Yanbing's first concert this year, the company attaches great importance to it, and specially flown back the lighting equipment from abroad, as well as the top audio.

"Tianhe Gymnasium?" Zuo Jian raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and replied with a message: "Pay attention to your mobile phone, after receiving my message in a while, you will do what I said." ”

After reaching out and stopping for a long time, a taxi finally stopped.

After Zuo Jian got into the car, the taxi driver habitually glanced at this side, his eyes were straight, and he said in surprise: "Huh? Are you again? "He has been driving a taxi for seven or eight years, and he has seen customers who have seen not 8,000 but 10,000, but like Zuo Jian, the fare is 621 yuan, and he is cheeky to get a discount to a dollar as soon as he opens his mouth, and it is the first time he has seen it, so he still remembers Zuo Jian vividly!

"You are?" Zuo Jian glanced at the taxi driver.

"Dude, did you bring the money this time? Shouldn't you let me give you a discount when you get to your destination? The taxi driver prompted him.

"Haha, it turned out to be you." Rao is Zuo Jian's face is thick enough, and he was also a little blushing when he was ridiculed by the taxi driver, he touched his pocket, "Don't worry, I brought money this time." ”

"That's good." The taxi driver skillfully started in gear and drove towards the destination that Zuo Jian said, perhaps the reason why the two had crossed paths before, and he was chatting with Zuo Jian all the way, driving the car fast.

"Hey, buddy, where the hell are you?"

After chatting for a long time, the taxi driver remembered and forgot to ask Zuo Jian where he was going.

"Do you see the woman in front of you?" Zuo Jian pointed to a woman who looked good on the side of the road in the distance and said to him.

The taxi driver nodded and pretended to be smart and said, "I see, just stop next to her, right?" As he spoke, he slammed the accelerator hard.

"It's not." Zuo Jian grimaced and said seriously: "I mean to kill her!" ”

The taxi driver was startled and subconsciously braked urgently, "Dude, what do you want to do?" He looked at Zuo Jian in horror.

"Hahaha, just kidding you." Zuo Jian laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and threw down a bill, "I'll go down here, bye-bye." ”

The taxi driver smiled wryly, shook his head, and drove away.

"Well, this is it." Zuo Jian saw a sign of the grocery market hanging on the side of the road, whistled, and walked in quickly.

A few minutes later, Zuo Jian, dressed in an old denim suit and looking like a construction worker, came out of it with a large black plastic bag in his hand.

Take a taxi to the outside of the Tianhe Gymnasium, after Zuo Jian got out of the car, he slipped around the Tianhe Gymnasium, and saw a small door open, and there were a few workers wearing yellow hard hats, who were busy going in and out there.

After several workers saw the hard hat on Zuo Jian's head, they didn't say a word and continued to be busy with their work.

After entering, Zuo Jian looked around and found that there were rows of seats all around, he thought for a while, and went through an iron gate with a "safe passage" next to him.

Behind the iron gate is a long corridor, Zuo Jian just walked a few steps, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, it was a few people wearing yellow hard hats, carefully carrying a wooden box, and walked in with great effort.

Zuo Jian stopped, pressed the red hard hat on his head, and asked, "Where is the bathroom?" ”