This guy ...... Professional bodyguard?

"No, no, I'm the one who says I'm sorry."

Looking at the black suit that suddenly appeared, Bi Discipline's professional sensitivity made him find a trace of suspiciousness.

The average parking lot security guard wears overalls, and only professional bodyguards hired from security companies wear a decent, apparently tailored suit. Looking at the bulge on the surface of the suit, there may be some dual-use gadgets hidden inside.

Bi Luji didn't want to be sprinkled with pepper noodles like a fool and then electrobake. At this time, he made the most correct choice, neatly extinguished the cigarette butt, and said almost to the black suit: "Brother, why is there such a big battle today, and there is a leader coming?" ”

"Don't you know, sir?" The black suit unceremoniously looked at Bi Luji hanging his press card and work card, and the nanomachinery attached to the surface of the skin slightly swept the multidimensional code on it, and a confirmation sound came from the earphones.

"I'm going to check too?" Bi Luji jokingly said that his face has often appeared on TV no matter what. He believed that the boy never watched TV.

"I'm sorry, reporter Bi, the rules of procedure, even if my mother comes, I have to check it like this." The black suit smiled apologetically, of course he knew Bi Luji, who was not only famous in the audience, but also within their industry. Everyone knew that this reporter was not easy to talk to, so he continued to talk about the previous topic, "The list of the jury has been faxed to major TV stations in the morning. ”

"A seven-member jury?" Bi Luji remembered the fax his partner showed him, the seven-person judges of the tasting meeting, which seemed to have the names of Zhu Baiju, deputy mayor of Tianwen City, and Zhang Qiude, director of the Cultural Bureau, as for the other small shrimps, he would not remember that kind of name.

"Vice Mayor Zhu has 5 minutes to arrive, sir, please cooperate with our work." The black suit smiled kindly at Bi Luji, who was also called Bi Tiger in their industry, eating people and not spitting out bones. To treat media practitioners like him, if you really want to do it, you have to do a thorough foreplay under the camera, and then do it after you do it impeccably.

When Bi Luji saw the smile in the black suit, he knew that the idea was piercing, and it would be useless to break through. It's not like he's been in contact with a professional bodyguard once or twice. In order to grab the news, he was smashed by a professional bodyguard with an elbow on the bridge of his nose more than once, and the camera lens was often pierced by the professional bodyguard, and there were countless ordinary stumbles.

On the other hand, he also used his head to slap a professional bodyguard and broke someone's eye socket. Counting half a pound and eight taels, no one is a good bird.

"Of course, of course, everyone is working!"

The cameraman is not there, and of course Bi Luji can only cooperate with the work of the black suit. He turned around, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the cameraman's number, noticed that the black suit was looking at the mobile phone in his hand sensitively, and knew that the kid was suspicious of whether his mobile phone was a bomb remote control, so he said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not Nokia's." ”

"We're not American GIs either, don't be so nervous." The black suit said with a smile, and in the green belt beside him, there was a young man in the same costume, holding a special instrument, vigilantly looking at Bi Jiji who was making the call, and he didn't know what he was testing.

"Lao Bi, you won't know whose Bilibili it is." It took a little time for the phone to be connected, and the cameraman on the other end said excitedly, "I captured the crew of the Hammer of Doom entering and exiting that food truck, and it seems that they are also going to participate in the tasting." Ha, I see how they do it when I see it. ”

"How? There are only two people participating in the tasting meeting, one is Da Chun Winery and the other is Gordon's Kitchen, do you think I don't know which one they are? What do you think they're going to do? As soon as the cameraman mentioned the tasting, Bi Luji understood which mobile food truck belonged to the one that almost hit their interview car, he glanced at the black convoy that drove into the parking lot, gritted his teeth and yelled at the cameraman, "You kid just take some inconsequential shots, tell you, my side Deputy Mayor Zhu and Director Zhang are going to get off." ”

"Ouch! My Bonus! The cameraman let out a scream like killing a pig, which was more tragic than the death of his own mother. He knew that this time he was derelict in his duties.

"Don't talk nonsense with you kid, stay over there, take a few more shots, and I'll go to your side." Without a cameraman, it would be useless for Bi Luji to talk to the deputy mayor. He exits the parking lot and trots all the way to the dining area for Golden Beach, Doom Hammer, and all the ShowGirls, where he sees two food trucks.

The chefs of Da Chun Winery set up a windproof tent outside the food area, the leather curtain at the door of the tent was rolled up high, and the floor inside was covered with expensive blankets, all of which were knitted goods brought from Da Chun Winery. Several young people who looked like apprentices set up tables and chairs in the tent, and Guo Zhao, the owner of Dachun Winery, instructed the staff while scrubbing the table with boiling water.

On the other side, Gordon's kitchen lifted their food cart and set up a stand.

Ovens, insulated cabinets and two large retro green iron buckets were erected on the left and right sides of the dining car, several young people who also looked like apprentices measured the area of the queuing area with a ruler under the leadership of a foreign man, and a familiar young man turned his back to the trailer behind the dining car, and whispered something to Zi Yunlian who got off the show, and the two stood quite ambiguously.

Bi Luji subconsciously raised her camera and took a photo.

"Reporter Bi!" The sound of the camera broke the tranquility of the dining area, and Guo Zhao, the owner of Dachun Winery, greeted Bi Luji warmly from afar, "Why are you here today?" What about Xiao Cai? Why didn't you see Xiao Cai. ”

Xiao Cai is the videographer who partnered with Bi Luji.

"Xiao Cai is filming nearby." Bi Luji didn't know where that bastard had gone, he had actually only met Guo Zhao two or three times, and he had been entertained once on official business, so he was not very familiar with it. Guo Zhao was so enthusiastic, but it made him think that he should make a copy of the photo taken earlier and then ask for hush money.

"After the tasting meeting is over, I want to have a good chat with the reporter Bi, this is the first time that our local time-honored catering company in Tianwen City has undertaken the catering service of world-class e-sports competitions, I think the reporter must have something to teach us, at least how to teach us how to connect with the world." Guo Zhao threw out a hint that the so-called international integration is to ask Bi Luji to write an interview advertorial, and then he Guo Zhao and Guo Daboss paid for a national publication to publicize their Dachun Winery.

"Okay, this is also to promote the local culture of our Tianwen City, Boss Guo has a heart." Bi Discipline's scene is also very beautiful, he is worried that he has no chance to contact Boss Guo privately, and slaughters Boss Guo to help the poor - his own poverty, he didn't expect Boss Guo to be so on the road.

Grandpa Fortuna is nothing more than that.

"Lao Bi." At this time, the cameraman ran over angrily with a clumsy camera, shouting as he ran, "I inquired clearly, this time the player's chef's surname is Lin, and the player's chef is selected by the Hammer of Doom and Gordon's Kitchen commissioned by the challenge organizing committee, and Dachun Winery is the Cheng Biting Gold ...... who came out halfway."

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense!" Guo Zhao's eyes widened suddenly, and the cameraman Xiao Cai roared, basically everyone on their side of Dachun Winery heard it, and even if they couldn't hear it, they could hear it even if they couldn't hear it.

The already unfriendly atmosphere in the field suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Child's words are unscrupulous, children's words are unscrupulous." Bi Luji snorted as he faced the cameraman, covered his mouth, and said viciously, "You're going to die if you don't speak?" ”

The cameraman shook his head blankly, once the blue tiger gets angry, the leaders in the station will retreat, and the cameraman who has just entered the industry for a few years is not an opponent at all.

"Then shut up."

Bi Luji snorted coldly, he turned around, and with a greasy taste in his heart, he comforted Guo Zhao, who was blowing his beard and glaring: "Xiao Cai, this kid has a tendon, and he will say whatever others say, but in fact, he doesn't mean that." How can that foreign devil's kitchen be compared to our local time-honored brand? Don't worry, interviews and scripts will be arranged for you, if you want, the news at six o'clock in the evening will not be available, and the ten o'clock file can still squeeze out a few minutes. ”

"Reporter Bi is blowing up this time." Guo Zhao walked a few steps forward without changing his face, came to Bi Luji's side, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "I know that reporter Bi has that relationship with the mother of your station leader, if you can run me for 2 minutes at six o'clock, I will give you this number." ”

As he spoke, Guo Zhao made a gesture of shooting, and dubbed: "Smack!" ”

"Eighty thousand?" Bi Luji didn't expect that Guo Fatzi was still quite good, and he was offended by Xiao Cai and was willing to pay this price, is it better for him to delete the photo?

"Fart, eight thousand, I don't like to fuck off." Guo Zhao glared at Bi Liuji, who showed a bitter gourd appearance, reached out and patted his chest and snorted, "Bi reporter, tell you a news that you don't know, the number of foreign investors investing in our city is all in the cultural field, our Dachun Winery and Qiao Brazil Vegetable Club have entered their list, if you can find out who else has entered their assessment target, I will double the number you said just now." ”

"Really?" Bi Luji's eyes lit up, not for the price he offered, but for the news he said.

When referring to foreign investment, Guo Zhao's two fingers were compared back and forth five times.

This number is either 20 million or 200 million.

Bi Luji believed that it was the latter, but he was not ready to sell the news only to Guo Zhao's family. The food must be eaten by hundreds of families, and the money will be rich, and only those who will earn hundreds of families will be rich.

"Boss Guo, do you have time at night? I know a great place, let's go there and have a good talk? Bi Luji warmly extended the invitation.

"It's not a bother, just come to our store." Guo Zhao laughed out loud, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes that were bent into a crescent moon.

A man-eating blue tiger?

Hmph, but that's it.