"You ate the negatives?"

Feng Yin asked, and four pairs of eyes fell on Li Paparazzi.

Li paparazzi flattened his mouth and hummed heavily.

"I really don't have a place to hide, I'm afraid that they will snatch it, so I'll eat it in a hurry."

Li paparazzi held his stomach and continued: "Fortunately, I ate it, otherwise they would have really found out." ”

Feng Yin got up and changed positions with Zhang Boer to take the pulse of the Li paparazzi.

"Beaten?"

"Hmm."

Li Paparazzi was a little embarrassed, and then thought of something and said very mightily: "I am alone, I have killed several of them, and I haven't lost at all!" Don't look at my wounds, they're worse than me! ”

"And..."

Li paparazzi said in a doggy manner: "I took pictures of myself for evidence, and when the time comes, I will kill a horse gun and sue them!" Money! ”

Feng Yin withdrew his fingers and pulled a tissue and placed it on the table.

"Spit it out."

Li paparazzi smiled, opened his mouth obediently, and clasped his throat with one finger.

"Vomit", Zhang Boer looked disgusted.

But in the next second, the Li paparazzi really spit out a black storage card.

"It's ugly."

The memory card that Li paparazzi swallowed was not swallowed by him, but was hidden near his throat after a special exercise.

"Ancestor Feng, you are still powerful, and the people in the company haven't found out."

Feng Yin wiped the storage card without disgust, and pushed it to Li Sanyi.

"It's hard to practice this skill, your own ability."

The praised Li paparazzi smiled hehe, and had a sense of steadiness to find a backer by himself.

Li Sanyi got the memory card, took out a small notebook from his pocket, read it, and checked the photos inside.

"What's next?"

Li Sanyi did not make his own decisions, but waited for Feng Yin's decision.

"Next, of course, it's time to come to the door to explain."

Feng Yin said it as a matter of course, Li Sanyi had no opinion, and Li Paparazzi looked excited.

He knew he was hugging the right thigh.

A minute later, the five of them ate rice noodles together, and after making an appointment to meet tomorrow, they went back to their respective homes.

That night, Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu made a phone call and chatted to enhance their relationship.

"Really, they're together?"

"Then can I lie to you, I will wait until the news is accurate before I dare to tell you."

"I really didn't expect it."

The wind sighed, and Cheng Yanqiu, who shared gossip on the other side of the phone, got another kind of spiritual satisfaction.

Gossip shares the desire for identity.

That's right, he used to just like to listen to gossip.

He believes that gossip is alive, a reminder of human beings' survival.

Now, after sharing with Feng Yin, he has gained a huge sense of recognition in his heart.

Two people's phone calls are two hours of chatting.

If the content of these two hours is known by any paparazzi, it is likely that the entertainment industry will change the rhythm of the dynasty.

Two hours later, Feng Yin hung up the phone contentedly.

Cheng Yanqiu's gossip content provided great help for her to invite celebrities in her live broadcast.

At the very least, some people who are easy to recruit blackmail, or who are already on the verge of danger, it is better not to contact them.

Feng Yin cherishes his current feathers.

Her life, Cheng Yanqiu's life, is tied to this, and she has to be careful.

Early the next morning, the foursome gathered downstairs and went out to meet the Li paparazzi.

Li paparazzi got into Zhang Boer's business car, and the five of them drove towards Li Paparazzi's company.

At the same time, Feng Yin turned on the live broadcast.

At the moment of killing chickens and sheep, how can there be no audience. (End of chapter)

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