Feng Yingying pushed open the box door with one hand, and the mobile phone camera was attached to the crack of the door.

Just right.

Everything is just right.

The recording angle of the camera just recorded Feng Yin in it, and next to her should be the agent Li Sanyi, as for the rest, Feng Yingying can't see it.

Feng Yin, who was talking, did not hide her desire for money in the slightest, and said what she was going to do nakedly, with a disdainful and arrogant expression, and Feng Yingying had no time to think about anything else.

Feng Yin naturally knows that Feng Yingying is at the door, isn't everything today just for this?

The wind under the table made a gesture to Li Sanyi, who only showed one hand, and Li Sanyi immediately sent an expression on his mobile phone.

Ten seconds later, the waiter appeared.

After hearing the waiter's voice, Feng Yingying immediately closed the door softly, leaned against the wall on the side with her mobile phone, and pretended to be busy.

"I really can't do anything, I'll go back right away."

Feng Yingying staggered past the phone and waiter, her heart beating like thunder.

It's not fear, it's excitement.

She finally had a chance to bring down Wind Groan.

Since being reborn, everything has come to a fork in the road.

This time, she wants to make Feng Yin unable to stand up again.

Feng Yingying walked out of the hotel and immediately contacted the paparazzi she was familiar with in her previous life.

Two beeps and the call is connected.

"Hello, I have ——-"

"Doodoo—-"

The phone was hung up.

Feng Yingying looked at the phone number suspiciously, could it be a mistake?

No, in the last life, she cooperated with this paparazzi I don't know how many times, and every time they contacted each other privately.

Because the cooperation between the two is not very visible, she never keeps his phone number in her mobile phone.

After Feng Yingying confirmed that it was correct, she dialed it again.

"Hello, I have the entertainment industry—-"

"Doodoo--"

Feng Yingying, who was hung up again, gradually rose in his heart.

"It's really watching people put down dishes, I have no status, and I don't answer the phone?"

Feng Yingying, whose brain is already inflexible, has completely forgotten one thing, that is, this paparazzi does not know her now.

The current Feng Yingying is not even as good as a stranger to others.

In addition, this phone number is an extremely private phone number for the paparazzi, and people are very cautious.

Feng Yingying's rising anger was suppressed by herself, and after waiting for two minutes, she dialed again.

"I have first-hand news of the wind moaning."

This time the call was not hung up, and the other end of the phone did not speak and did not hang up.

A psychological war is now on, depending on who can't hold their breath.

The paparazzi gamble that the person on the other end of the phone needs him more, and he is the active party.

After all, three calls persisted.

Feng Yingying understood the paparazzi's intentions, she was not convinced, and even wanted to get angry.

But what does she have?

"I'm Feng Yingying, Feng Yin's cousin."

"Hello—"

The communication between the two sides began, and Feng Yingying lost her hole cards.

On the other side, Feng Yin successfully auditioned and reached a preliminary agreement with the director.

In the box, the two sides collided their teacups together, expressing the attitudes of both parties.

"Director Chen, I don't know if you like to pull some traffic for your movie in advance?"

"Huh?"

Director Chen didn't know why, Feng Yin pointed to the door with a finger and said, "There was someone at the door just now." ”

Director Chen's gaze followed Feng Yin's fingers, reminiscent of the play Feng Yin had just tried.

"Don't leak our script."

"Don't worry, naturally not." (End of chapter)