As soon as the title "Chi Xingyu, senior partner of Eel Media, a contracted Internet celebrity under the derailment company" was released, the people who eat melons were happy again:

Today is another happy day to eat melons!

And everyone found that the melons of the eel media family are all sweet, ripe, and fidel, and there are real hammers on the piles, and the timeline, evidence line, and character line are clearly arranged, and people with poor understanding ability can also eat melons heartily.

"It was so friendly! I've never eaten melons that taste so good! Thin-skinned, seedless, and well hydrated! Just eat from start to finish! ”

Everyone sighed.

The melon farmer who really grows melons asks simply:

Where can I buy such watermelon seeds? I want it too.

Literature students ask sincerely:

Can I come up with a course? We also want to learn to write.

Photography students earnestly ask:

How can you still capture people's faces clearly at such a distance?

In short, for three consecutive days, the name "Wen Jin" became a household name and successfully came out of the circle.

It wasn't until this moment that Wen Jin and Chi Xingyu woke up like a dream:

Why before, Su Manxi seemed to know nothing, threw a lot of money at Wen Jin, increased her exposure, supported her to participate in various programs, and even broke up with Meng Qin, who had a good relationship, so clearly biased towards Wen Jin.

Her purpose is to make Wen Jin as famous as possible.

If Wen Jin still stays at the popularity of beauty bloggers, even if it is revealed that she is involved in other people's families and is a shameless junior, the people who see it will just sigh "Your circle is really messy", this news will not make a big splash, and it will be covered by the next more famous celebrity scandal;

It's not fun.

If you want her to fall hard, you have to touch her high enough beforehand.

Falling from the bed to the floor is nothing more than a pain, just rub it;

But if you fall from the top of the thirty-story building, won't you be able to admire her bloody appearance?

first brush out the popularity, make a face familiar to the greatest extent, let her taste the happiness of the stars holding the moon, and then take away all the glory, and finally enter the boundless hell.

Now there is probably only plastic surgery, changing the name, and giving up the life called "Wen Jin", this is the way to go.

And Chi Xingyu was also successfully crowned as a hateful, hateful and terrible negative male image of "abandoning a newlywed wife who started a business from scratch, and even wanted to use the marriage relationship to kill her in order to defraud the insurance compensation", and Wen Jin was bound to the pillar of shame in the entertainment industry together.

He and Wen Jin, those fleshy and yellow information,

Unhidden insurance documents,

Anonymous interviews given by insurance brokers testify,

In a hotel in Thailand, the small action of trying to push Su Xi off the infinity pool was clearly recorded by the camera,

The testimony of the staff of the Love Nest Hotel "They come at least twice a week, and they deliberately stagger the time before and after, and never stay overnight, just to hide people's eyes and ears";

……

Those moments that I thought I had covered up well, in fact, there was a pair of alert eyes staring silently behind them.

Most of the evidence was collected by Miao Miao herself.

Sometimes, if Chi Xingyu is found to be suspicious, Miao Miao will even improvise and create an illusion for him that "Miao Miao is also on his side".

Chi Xingyu was sitting on the ground at this time, next to Wen Jin, who was in a state of collapse and had already poured several bottles of foreign wine, his saliva was dripping, and he looked like he had passed out. But he didn't bother to find out if she was still alive.

What is the difference between living like this and dying?

It's better to die.

Somehow, something suddenly occurred to him.

Two years ago in the winter, one day after work, he returned to his apartment, and suddenly thought that something was forgotten in the office, but it was very important and related to the next day's shooting, so he endured his irritability and drove back to the company to pick it up.

Walking downstairs to the office building and parking the car, he habitually looked up and found that there was an office on the floor of Eel Media with lights still on.

It's almost 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and who is still working overtime in the office?

He muttered to himself, locked the car, walked into the door of the office building, and took the elevator.

In the elevator car, I have been thinking:

Who will it be? When I left today, I was obviously the last to leave the office, turn off the lights and lock the door.

The elevator went up to the Eel Media floor, and he couldn't wait to get out of the car and walk briskly to the office where the lights were on.

Walking to the door, he was stunned:

The room was dark.

The bright light just now was turned off while I was taking the elevator.

Chi Xingyu felt a little frightened inexplicably, but curiosity still drove him into the house to have a look.

The door to the office was locked, and he took out his badge and swiped the card at the door, and the lock clicked open.

Just wanted to push the door, and a little timid, he thought about it, looked around, and happened to see a fire extinguisher next to it, although a little bulky, but it is better than bare hands, in case there is really anything inside, it is better to use it to resist it.

Chi Xingyu went to take off the fire extinguisher first, re-swiped the card, and slowly pushed open the door of the office.

The room was silent.

Only the boot lights of some computer screens flickered in a breathing shape, unhurried.

But in this environment, it adds a bit of silent horror.

The man swallowed nervously, stood outside the door with two feet defensive, ready to run away, and the other end, with his arms stretched, fumbled for the switch of the light on the wall near the door.

The switch that is usually easy to touch, at this time, because his legs are still outside the door and his arms are not long enough, he fumbled for a long time, but he didn't touch it.

What's even more frightening is that at this time, the voice-activated lights in the corridor have also dimmed because they have exceeded the time.

In the entire corridor, only the green fluorescent sign of the "safe passage" located at the baseboard of the corridor is glowing.

It's darker.

Chi Xingyu was deprived of his vision, so he simply took a step forward with courage, and finally reached the switch of the electric light.

After a crisp sound, the room lit up.

The office, empty.

Chi Xingyu put his mind at ease, looked at the fire extinguisher in his hand as if he was self-deprecating, sneered, walked to his desk with a relaxed whistle, found the required documents, and left the office with a whistle.

Lock the door, turn off the lights, and take the elevator to leave as usual.

Walking to the gate of the office building, the night security guard of the property greeted him:

"Brother, it's hard to get off work so late."

He didn't bother to explain, so he turned his head and answered vaguely.

Turning back again, I suddenly saw a familiar face, quickly passing sideways through the gate.

Chi Xingyu was a little confused:

Isn't this Miao Miao?

What is she doing here at this late hour?