Most people don't know that the Dynasty Hotel is Pei Shao's property, which is a secret to the outside world.

But people in the circle still know these people, after all, everyone has some business dealings.

When he heard the taboo, Brother Luo knew that this matter was troublesome.

If you don't know someone inside the Dynasty Hotel, you probably wouldn't have been able to do it at all.

It's just strange that he found some insiders he had worked with before, and all of them disappeared.

He Brother Luo is also a character, how can he not find connections, but Zhong Yinian is .........

"Who do you know?"

Brother Luo couldn't help asking.

Forehead......

"I know the lobby manager."

That's right, she really only knew the lobby manager in the Dynasty Hotel, and she had only spoken to that manager just now.

So, there is indeed nothing wrong with her relationship with the manager.

"I see."

Brother Luo didn't think much about it, the lobby manager was easy to find, because he must be in the hotel.

"The reporters are gone now, let's let Zimo go downstairs now."

Hotel Room –

After Han Zimo ate a small loaf of bread and drank two glasses of water, he felt that he was not hungry.

So, he turned around and lay down on the bed on the side, closing his eyes.

As an artist, it is rare to be able to sleep peacefully.

Since you can't leave easily now, it's better to take a rest here.

Lin Yuejiao nestled on the sofa, her brows furrowed all the time.

took out his mobile phone and opened his Weibo, and a large number of black fans have appeared.

Many fans of Han Zimo came over to scold her for being shameless and hype, and many people posted terrifying photos to intimidate her.

Lin Yuejiao was so frightened that she threw her phone over.

Tears began to roll in his eyes, and he tried to tell himself not to be sad, but ......

She sat there, her hands on her knees, very helpless.

Han Zimo's mobile phone rang just now, and he immediately opened his eyes and reached out to take it.

"Zimo, the matter has been resolved, you hurry up."

Han Zimo was stunned for a moment, originally thinking that it would take a short time to solve it.

I didn't expect it to be so fast.

After hanging up the phone, Han Zimo saw Lin Yuejiao who was shrunk on the sofa.

"The reporter has already left, I'll leave first, you can leave later."

With that, Han Zimo packed up his things, put on a black casual coat, and put on a peaked cap and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, the moment he stepped out, what appeared in his mind was Lin Yuejiao's pure eyes.

How can a person with such a pair of eyes be a person who is hungry for profit?

Turning his head to look at Lin Yuejiao, who was sitting pitifully there, Han Zimo felt as if his heart had been hit hard.

He stretched out his hand to open the door, but his movements were extremely stiff.

"I'll go to the hospital to open a bill later, it's best to stay, and send a few photos out before my public relations team makes a statement, what to say, I'm sure your agent knows it very well."

After finishing speaking, Han Zimo left directly.

Lin Yuejiao sat on the sofa, looking at the door of the room that was opened, and was a little unable to react for a while.

What does that mean?

At this time, the call from the agent happened to come.

"I just received the news that all the reporters have left, what's going on?"

It's bad now, Lin Yuejiao's entertainment career is probably going to end.