Keiji Yamamuro hung up the phone, returned to his seat with an embarrassed expression, looked at Matsuyama Iwa, and opened his mouth with some embarrassment: "Just now, there was news from Tokyo." ”

"How do you do that?" Matsuyama Iwa held the wine glass, his eyes lowered, and the small glass creaked with his large, calloused hands.

"Well, they discussed it overnight, probably" Keiji Yamamuro had a faint expression of guilt: "I'm sorry! ”

Songshan Yan's expression was a little gloomy, he held the wine glass, half a ring, and sent the wine glass to his mouth without saying a word, and drank it all: "Thank you!" ”

In the end, the banquet broke up.

Matsuyama Rock sat in the back seat of his luxury car, and in front of him, the agent driver was driving carefully.

He fell into deep thought.

Is that the end of it?

Nearly two months of hard work, two months of anticipation.

Is it the end of this way?

He smiled wryly and wanted to have a few more drinks, but found that he couldn't even find someone to drink with, and finally sighed, leaning back on the back of the back seat tiredly, staring at the roof of the car in a daze.

What should I tell this kid Aoki?

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Teruhashi Shin was at home, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he laughed silently.

He looked at the computer, and the fluorescent screen was full of news, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment that needed not be spoken.

"See?" Teruhashi muttered: "This is my ability, this is the difference between me and you, this is where I am stronger than you." ”

Teruhashi Shin took a deep breath, no one is more familiar with how difficult the pressure of public opinion is than him, and no one knows better than him how lethal public opinion is.

He raised his red wine glass, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said lightly: "In the next life, centrifugal beauty sauce is a little farther!" ”

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He frowned and looked at it, the caller turned out to be Hama Keita's phone, his face changed a few times, and he picked up the phone.

"Hello?" He lowered his glass and narrowed his eyes.

Keita Hama smiled and said, "Hey? Is it the six gods, Teruhashi-kun? ”

"It's me." Teruhashi's words are brief.

"When the matter is done, why did you call me for the money?"

Hama Keita's words made Teruhashi's eyelids jump slightly, and he took a deep breath: "It's not time yet." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm short of money now, if I can continue to work tomorrow, I have to take care of Mr. Qiao's 10 million." Hama's words made Teruhashi Shintoshi angry.

"Ten million?"

Teruhashi's expression was gloomy and cold: "What 10 million? ”

Hama Keita's business was with a slightly mocking smile: "Ah, I forgot to explain. I still have the popular superstar Rokushin to slander Tsukasa Aoki and release fake news with rhythmic revelations. Need me to listen to the recording for you? ”

"Ten million, get out of here, if you dare to threaten me again, the fish will die!" Teruhashi's teeth creaked.

"Absolutely! How about we meet in a coffee shop now? Hama's voice sounded so disgusting to Teruhashi Shin, and he snorted coldly: "Okay." ”

Damn it!

Teruhashi hung up the phone, threw the phone aside in annoyance, and held his head in both hands: "It's all to blame on that bald man, who made me excited to use my personal phone to call the mongrel Hamachi Keita, and gave him the opportunity to threaten me." ”

"Tens of millions" neon artists are not as profitable as imagined, Zhaoqiao Xin has debuted since he was very young, and now, he can only accumulate a net worth of about 10 million.

This time, he will go bankrupt.

But a hint of fear flashed in Teruhashi's eyes, and he knew that if he didn't give this money, his fate would not be much better than that of Aoki Tsukasa.

After a brief hesitation, Teruhashi picked up his mobile phone, found out his bank card, picked up his hat and mask to disguise himself, and walked outside the house.

"It's okay, it's not a loss, it's not a loss." Teruhashi Shin comforted himself like this, imagining Aokiji's tragic appearance at this time, so that his heart was no longer so aggrieved.

At this time, just around the corner of Hama's house, a black car was parked in a hidden place.

In the car, a soft-looking woman was tired of snorting - if Aoki Tsukasa was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that this woman was Nakao Kimiko.

Nakao Kimiko looked at the somewhat tired Hirata Taiga beside her, and reassured: "If you are sleepy, you can rest, I will keep an eye on it." ”

When Hirata Taiga heard this, he frowned: "Are you sure you can really catch any news here?" ”

Nakao Kimiko's eyes were slightly red, and it looked like she hadn't rested for a long time: "Don't worry, when I was a paparazzi, Grandma and I used to be a paparazzi, and this little cub was still secretly photographing other people's skirts." ”

Hirata Taiga smiled bitterly: "Isn't it just that your column has been blasted, you are angry, don't be serious"

"Whew!" Nakao Kimiko was not as mature and gentle in front of Aoki Tsukasa at all, at this time she looked like a little girl who had not grown up, she glared: "Didn't you hear how the editor-in-chief scolded me today?" Asked me to go home and rest for a while, and then come back to work when this is over? ”

"Isn't the boss also thinking about you, now you will be scolded for whatever you post." Hirata Taiga comforted.

Nakao Kimiko stared at the door of Hama Keita with a cold face, and said: "Don't worry, I used the line I used to use when I was a paparazzi, and the news is still reliable, Aoki Tsukasa suddenly broke out so much news at night, and it definitely has nothing to do with him, anyway, my aunt and grandmother have been harmed by him these days and can't go to work, so it's better to stare at it." ”

Hirata Taiga saw that he couldn't persuade her, sighed, and said, "Then I'll sleep first." ”

"Yes." Nakao Kimiko took a sip of coffee and stared in the direction of Hama's house, not negligent - thinking that back then, she had been tracking and lurking for a month in order to live with evidence of a celebrity's cheating, and now, she felt the feeling of being a top paparazzi for a long time.

As a journalist, she has been in this circle for so many years, how can she not know what is happening. was suddenly blasted tonight, and she could tell at a glance that someone was deliberately doing something behind her back, and even if Hama Keita did it very secretly, she used her previous connections to quickly catch the person behind the troublemaker.

With rhythm, right, I want to see who asked you to do this, I caught you, and my aunt gave you a big news!

Kimiko Nakao was ready for a long fight, and she sat in the car and waited patiently.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"Hirata!" She pushed Hirata Dahe, and Hirata Dahe, who was about to fall asleep, opened his eyes tremblingly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Get the camera!" Kimiko Nakao ignited the car and started the car, and in order to make her tracking more secure, she even chose to drive it herself and let Taiga Hirata shoot in the car.

Watching Keita Hama twist his head back and forth, he looked around at the door very cautiously before taking a taxi to set off, Nakao Kimiko hooked the corners of her mouth: Didn't drive a private car? Oh, boy, you're finished!

It's not good to mess with anyone, you have to mess with your aunt!

The black car is like a ghost, and it closely follows Hama Keita in the night traffic.