What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 153 Raid Inspection

The next day, near noon.

A certain pedestrian street in Guanhai City is full of fireworks. Because of the many residential areas around it, the street is almost full of restaurants, breakfast shops, fresh food supermarkets and other shops, and there are many old men and women who set up stalls on the street.

The celebrity office on the second floor of the shop facing the street is unremarkable, and seems out of place with this street.

"When will the bill be called? That's the rumored photo of Fang Nianwei and Qin Wuxiang. It's not more than 20, right?"

"I know Qin Wuxiang's scandal is worthless, but what about Fang Nianwei's? Think about it, the innocent Fang Nianwei and the playboy Qin Wuxiang, how many gimmicks are there? It is definitely a trump card for you to attack Huatian Entertainment... 17 Ten thousand, no less...Okay, deal!"

The boss of the firm hung up the phone, he was very happy, this is the most money he has made since he opened this shop!
It is said to be a celebrity agency, but in fact the real money-making business is to take photos as paparazzi, and then sell them to TV stations or personal media to make money. It has been going around for several years, and the largest business only earned 17 yuan. He has three bosses, and with this [-] yuan, he can live happily for a long time!
"There are a lot of people, and the hotter the female star, the more money she makes!" The boss sighed, but the corners of his mouth almost reached the ears, "Hey, 17!"

When he was immersed in the beauty and imagination of making big money, the door suddenly opened and a tall and thin employee rushed in: "Boss, something big happened!"

"What's the big deal, you're in such a panic?" The boss was dreaming about discussing the clock extension with the pedicure technician, and was very upset when he was interrupted.

"Go and have a look at the door!"

The boss looked at the skinny man suspiciously, got up and went to the door: "What's so flustered?"

As a result, when he reached the door, he also panicked.

It's a suitcase, the kind of braided suitcase, so bulging that I don't know what's in it.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, he swallowed his saliva, and commanded the thin man in a trembling voice.

"You...go give Xiaopang a call..."

The thin man looked at the suitcase with horror on his face, took out his phone and called another colleague.

While the phone was ringing, the fear in his and his boss's hearts reached its peak, fearing that the phone would ring from the suitcase in the next second.

Fortunately, the call was connected, and the person on the other end said that he was in the hospital for dental treatment, and the two were relieved.

"Damn it, whoever threw this thing at our door, I want to see who they offended!"

The boss gritted his teeth and stepped forward to open the suitcase.

The thin man was full of hesitation, considering whether to call the police.

As a result, when the suitcase was opened, the horrific picture that I imagined did not appear, and there were some gift boxes in it, and there were many kinds of them.

"Boss, here is a note." The thin man picked up the note and began to read the words on it: "A little gift is not a sign of respect. If possible, please tell us your home address. We will visit you during the holidays to express our gratitude... The signature is Hua Tian Entertainment!”

The thin man panicked: "This is clearly a threat to us!"

The boss shrank his pupils after hearing this, and then cursed: "Fuck Huatian Entertainment!"

"Boss, let's..."

"Sigh." The boss sighed, and patted the thin man's shoulder: "We can't compete with capital, but fortunately the photos were sold, Huatian Entertainment's rival company bought Fang Nianwei's scandal photos, and offered [-] yuan."

"Twenty thousand!" The thin man's eyes lit up.

The boss pretended to be sad: "You should share the [-] yuan with Xiaopang. Anyway, the photos were taken by you two... and these things, you should share them with Xiaopang when you take them back. It is probably worth a lot of money."

He closed the suitcase, picked it up, and stuffed it to the thin man, "The company has closed down, so you should hide to avoid the limelight, so you won't be caught by Huatian Entertainment."

After all, he paid out of his own pocket and gave the thin man the only [-] cash in the office.

The thin man was so moved that he wept bitterly and left the office step by step.

The boss smoked a cigarette and walked to the window to watch the people walking on the street. The hand that flicked the cigarette ashes was shaking.

Although it is very distressing to pay 17 out of pocket, but when the payment is settled, I will pocket the 15 by myself, making a net profit of [-]!
The feeling of being rich soon made his blood run hot and his hormones soared, giving him an infinite sense of superiority.

"Look at the bald old man who bought buns, and he was still wearing slippers... He looked poor, and he probably couldn't make up 15 yuan!"

He sneered at the old man buying buns at the bread shop.

"Why are you here to buy steamed buns today, grandpa? Didn't you all come here before?"

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop saw Wang Rengui strolling over, and hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Or five steamed buns with kidney beans, five fried buns with leeks and eggs?"

"Hey, you can just pretend to be whatever my wife bought before, but today she doesn't like to move, so she insists on me... Oh, by the way, let's have ten of them!"

Wang Rengui smiled and took the money out of his pocket, and went home with the buns.

Their neighborhood is not far from here. They usually come here to buy vegetables and things. The prices are cheap and affordable, and the things are good.

"Baozi, I bought it. Are you ready to eat?"

Wang Rengui put the buns on the table, went to the bedroom door and called his wife.

The bedroom was torn apart, all the wardrobes were opened, and Wang Ma threw a lot of clothes on the bed, folded them and packed them.

"What are you doing?"

"It's fine to tidy up the old clothes and donate them, but they still eat ashes in the closet... Respond to the call, and you must be enlightened."

Wang Ma said as she folded the clothes, "An Ruo donated those clothes when she couldn't wear them when she was a child. It's a pity to throw them away. It's unnecessary to send them to relatives, and it's easy to misunderstand."

Wang Rengui is supportive of her approach. They are all people from that era and have high ideological awareness. "Donate some more money. I watch the Daliang Mountain documentary, and there are still poor people. The slogans that were shouted back then have to be practiced. We Compared with them, they are richer first."

Wang Ma nodded, without any objection: "How much is the donation?"

"Well...you look at donating. If you don't need the spare money on hand, donate it first. The old man and the old lady can't spend that much." Wang Rengui chuckled: "The buns on that street are cheap, and eating a bun every day can cost you a lot." How much money?"

"Then 20, I will donate it when I go to deliver clothes later."

"You should also pack up my clothes and donate them."

Wang Rengui looked into the closet and found that Mama Wang hadn't touched her clothes. She was so moved that tears filled her eyes, thinking that she was reluctant to donate her clothes, so tears filled her eyes.

"You and your daughter's clothes are worn by girls. I heard that there are many little boys over there, and many of them can't even eat well."

Wang Ma glanced at him, her eyes were cold, and she sneered: "I've never heard that people who don't have enough food can wear XXXXL. Why don't you donate your clothes because you don't have any idea?"

Wang Rengui looked down at his big belly, and felt that something was broken in his heart.

"Then... then let's go out to eat after you finish cleaning." Wang Rengui was very aggrieved: "I bought your favorite buns and ordered two portions as you said."

"Pick up the buns and go drive."

"Where?"

"Donate the clothes, and then go to see my daughter." After packing the clothes, Wang Ma clapped her hands: "The donation is in Qingshan District, not far from our daughter's community, and I just miss her, and she also wants the kidney bean buns." I love to eat, go and have a look.”

Wang Rengui became happy again when he heard that, he also thought that he hadn't seen his daughter for several days, the last time he saw her was when Qin Feng came to explain to her at home, she was still depressed then.

"I don't know if I'm in a better mood these days."

The couple drove the car like this, first went to the donation office in Qingshan District, donated clothes and money, and was thanked by the leader in charge of the love cause in Guanhai City, so when they arrived at the gate of Qingshan Community from the donation office, There is another pennant in the two people's car.

"Giving roses to others has a lingering fragrance, old man, I feel better now."

"You old professor is educated, I can't think of a metaphor." Wang Rengui laughed: "I am also happy."

But happy to be happy, the guard stopped their car.

"Sorry, if you don't have an access card, you have to enter from the parking lot and register." The guard said sternly: "Or someone came out to pick it up."

"The parking lot is far away, let my daughter come out to pick us up." Wang Rengui said.

Wang Ma originally wanted to give her daughter a surprise, but now she has no choice but to give it up.

So the two of them called Wang Anruo, and the phone rang for a long time before they answered.

"Dad, why did you remember to call me?" The girl's sweet voice came from the phone, which made the old couple feel better.

"I miss you. Your mother misses you too."

"I miss you too, but I have some business here recently, and I won't be able to go back to see you in a few days... Then I will stay at home for a night!"

"I know you're busy, so I won't come to see you with your mother!"

(End of this chapter)