After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yingying pushed open the box door with one hand, her cell phone camera pressed against the crack of the door.

Just right.

Everything is just right.

The recording angle of the camera happened to record Feng Yin. Next to her was her manager Li Sanyi. As for the others, Feng Yingying couldn't see it.

Feng Yin, who was speaking, did not hide her desire for money at all. She said what she wanted to do nakedly, with a dismissive and arrogant expression. Feng Yingying had no time to think about anything else.

Feng Yin naturally knew that Feng Yingying was at the door. Isn't this what everything is for today?

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

Ten seconds later, the waiter appeared.

After Feng Yingying heard the waiter's voice, she immediately closed the door softly and leaned against the wall with her mobile phone, pretending to be busy.

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

Feng Yingying walked past the waiter with the phone in hand, her heart beating like thunder.

Not scared, but excited.

She finally had a chance to defeat Feng Yin.

Since his rebirth, everything has gone astray.

This time, she would make Feng Yin never 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 was connected.

"Hello, I have——"

"Dudu——"

The call was hung up.

Feng Yingying looked at the phone number suspiciously. Could it be that she dialed the wrong number?

No way, she had collaborated with this paparazzi countless times in her previous life, and each time she had contacted him privately.

Because the cooperation between the two was not very public, she never saved his phone number in her mobile phone.

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

"Hello, I have entertainment circle——"

"Dududu——"

Feng Yingying was hung up on again, and her dissatisfaction gradually rose in her heart. "It's really just up to others to choose the dishes. I have no status. Why don't I even answer the phone?"

Feng Yingying, whose brain was no longer flexible, completely forgot one thing, that is, this paparazzi did not recognize her at all.

Now Feng Yingying is worse than a stranger to others.

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

Feng Yingying's rising anger was suppressed by herself. After waiting for two minutes, she called again.

"I have first-hand information about Feng Yin."

This time the call was not hung up, there was no talking on the other end of the phone, and there was no hanging up.

A psychological war begins to see who can't keep calm.

The paparazzi bet that the person on the other end of the phone needed him more, and he was the one taking the initiative.

After all, I insisted on calling three times.

Feng Yingying understood the paparazzi's intentions. She was unconvinced and even wanted to get angry.

But what does she have?

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

"Hello--"

The communication between the two parties began, and Feng Yingying lost her trump card.

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

In the box, the two parties clinked their tea cups together to express their attitudes.

"Director Chen, I wonder if you would like to get some traffic for your movie in advance?"

"Ok?"

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

Director Chen followed Feng Yin's fingers and thought of the scene Feng Yin had just tried.

"Don't leak our script."

"Don't worry, of course it won't." (End of Chapter)