Xiao Jun sat down on the rostrum carelessly.

Then the host invited by Hu Fei began to read out the process of the meeting.

As the host talks about it, Xiao Jun keeps sketching in his heart how to make more money by taking away the comics, which annoys the so-called professionals.

But at this time, the door of the conference hall was pushed open, and then a large group of theater staff came in.

The quiet conference hall suddenly became noisy, and the hired host was dumbfounded on the spot.

Hu Fei quickly stood up to meet the leader of the group who just came in.

"Curator Liu, what are you doing? We are carrying out activities."

"I'm sorry, Miss huffy. There was an accident. We need to divert the venue for a while. Can your activities be held in the evening or tomorrow? "

The constipation expression on the face of curator Liu seemed to tear his own face to say these words.

However, no matter what happened to curator Liu, the request he put forward is too unreasonable. No one else just started the activity, and you drove them away.

Hu Fei frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, "what do you mean, curator Liu? We made an appointment a few days ago. And also paid a deposit. Now that the audience and the media are here, before we officially start, will you let us go? "

"Miss Hu Fei, we'll pay you three times the rental fee."

"It's not a matter of money at all. Are we going to send you this money. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I won't agree with your request

"Well, Miss huffy, I'll tell you the truth. There is another team like you, originally planning to hold activities in the provincial theater. But there's something wrong with the electricity there, so they plan to requisition the venue of the city theater here. "

"Who are they? If they say requisition, requisition?"

"I can't help it, Miss Hu. There are people on them and they are very rich. I can't speak at all. Look at this... "

Before Liu's words were finished, the people in the conference hall were pushed away again.

It's just that the people who came in this time can really be described as a sea of people.

Wu Yang Yang is a large area. I don't know how many of them are. They are all wearing the same style of clothing. It is clear that they are also like the kind of clothing of comic characters.

Xiao Jun saw the big Japanese characters written on the cardboard in some of them.

Wait, is there any cartoonist who is going to hold a fan meeting here?

It's just why most of their props are Japanese characters.

When Xiao Jun was puzzled, he suddenly saw that some of his hired fans stood up and yelled, "ah, it's jinhun! Is the God of Fujiwara, who painted the golden soul, coming? "

This shout resounded throughout the conference hall.

The group of new comers immediately responded, "yes, we are fans of jinhun. Wow, there used to be friendly forces here. Hey, man, what are you wearing? "

"I'm wearing a runaway comic."

"What is the cartoon of rampage? Was it also painted by Kenzo Fujiwara?"

"No, forget it. When the golden soul comes, who cares about the comics. Give me one of your clothes, man

All of a sudden, the scene became chaotic. The hired fans of Xiao Jun met the real idol at the moment, took off their clothes and joined the opposite group.

Nima, is there anything more embarrassing.

The venue was robbed and the fans defected.

What's more, the media reporters who specially interviewed Xiao Jun also changed their camp. Crazy general crowd, should be to meet the so-called Fujiwara sago God to go.

In a flash, Xiao Jun's fan meeting, which has not yet started, has no need to continue.

Director Liu looked at the scene in front of him, and the embarrassed expression on his face disappeared.

"You see, Miss Hu, it's all like this now, or you'll have some losses. Ah, it's not a loss. People have said that they can give you five times compensation to make up for your losses. "

Hu Fei, who met this situation for the first time, was also flustered at the moment.

She didn't know that the golden soul had such a strong appeal that all the fans didn't care about the money.

After a long silence, huffy nodded subconsciously.

Hu Fei nodded, but Xiao Jun was not happy.

Ma Dan, I understand. A Japanese cartoonist has come to China for activities.

I haven't seen any bullshit golden soul. No matter how powerful your appeal is, can I bear to bully my brother?

People in China don't stop. Do the Japanese dare to kick their noses on my face!"No, I won't let you in today's meeting! If there's any problem, let those in charge come and tell me! "

"Ah, Xiao Jun, you..."

"Hu Fei, don't try to persuade me. I'll just look at a Japanese. Why is he so arrogant in China?"

With these words, Xiao Jun turned his head and sat down on the rostrum. No one could persuade him to move.

The curator Liu was angry when he saw that Xiao Jun didn't go in!

"You, who? Your name is Xiao Jun, right. Don't blame me for not reminding you. I don't know about your violent cartoon, but I know something about the golden soul. It's the work of a world famous cartoonist. Another star cartoonist held a fan meeting in China with the support of our government. Can you stop it? Today's fans can drown you with one mouthful of saliva

"Yes, let them drown me. Curator Liu, don't worry if I can stop them. I want to see who they are in charge of right now. I just want to know why the man named Fujiwara is so good! "

"OK, don't regret it!"

Curator Liu became angry. When he turned around, he told the theater staff to remove the scenes of the rampant comics in the venue, while he went to find the person in charge of jinhun.

The whole conference hall was noisy. Xiao Jun sat on the rostrum and waited quietly, while Wei Shu and Hua Jie pressed hard to say goodbye.

That young master Tu has always been arrogant and used to be beaten in the face with Xiao Jun. can he stand it.

"Don't stop me, I'll call the people of Jiangdong military region now, and let them drive tanks directly to turn his golden soul into a useless soul!"

Tu BIE's shouting sound is so funny in such a situation. In order to grab a field, NIMA wants to get the tank. How can you do that.

Seeing all the scenes of the runaway cartoon removed, Xiao Jun's anger is even more intense.

Turning around, he yelled at tubei: "tubei, be honest with me. Nima, if you say anything more about tanks, I'll put you in the missile launcher. If I call someone, can I have fewer people than you? "

Xiao Jun's roar made Tu BIE lose his temper on the spot. I don't know what I'm mumbling about. I find a place to sit down and stop talking.

However, Hu Fei has already accepted the present situation and went directly to settle accounts with the host and the remaining fake fans.

In a flash, the only people who supported Xiao Jun in the conference hall were their five or six members.

Hu Fei came back and said patiently, "Xiao Jun, let's go. Now in this situation, the fans meeting of runaway comics can't go on. This time, it's my fault. The first time I asked you to participate in a public event, there was such a shame. You I'll pay you back. "

"I'm not the boss with black heart. Hu Fei, it's none of your business today. Don't worry about it. I know it in my heart

"You Alas

Hu Fei understands Xiao Jun's temper and knows that once this guy recognizes something, it's useless for anyone to persuade him.

But the problem is, it's even more humiliating to stay and finally get rid of it.

At this moment, I saw that curator Liu came back again and again. This time, he entered the conference hall with a group of arrogant guys.

Without saying a word, these people went directly to the rostrum.

One of them, sancunding, in poor Chinese, opened his mouth and said, "I'm Mr. Fujiwara's assistant, and I'm also the person in charge of this golden soul Chinese fans meeting. Who wants to talk to me?"

When the person in charge came, Xiao Jun took a deep breath and stood up from his seat with a overcast face.

"I want to talk to you!"

"You Ha ha, you are the person in charge of that runaway cartoon. All right, needless to say, we have requisitioned your venue. It's money. I'll pay you three times as much as you spent. "

The other party didn't show any politeness at all. They didn't even want to say anything superfluous. It meant to give Xiao Jun money and let them go.

"NIMA, I will send you this money!"

"Five times!"

"What do you mean?"

"Ten times!"

“……”

Xiao Jun is so angry that he is about to vomit blood.

I think it's him, Xiao Jun, who suppresses others with such a strong attitude. How can anyone dare to be arrogant in front of him today!

"Well, all right, do you want to be rich with me? Since you have such an attitude, there's nothing to talk about. I'll just sit here today. I can't do my activity, and you can't do it well! "

Xiao Jun dropped this sentence, turned his head and yelled at Hu Fei and others behind him: "Hu Fei, you take sister Hua and Xiao Zhou back first. Don't stay with meOn hearing this, without waiting for Hu Fei to say anything, Tu BIE jumped up with excitement.

"Well, brother Jun, I like making trouble most!"

With these words, Tu didn't go forward and pushed the three inch man aside.

"You foreign devil, get out of my way, this place is the location of TM Laozi!"

Take a seat beside Xiao Jun carelessly, and then take out a cigarette and light one for Xiao Jun.

The two guys were puffing on the stage. Hu Fei wanted to talk several times, but finally he put up with it.

As for Xiao Jun's temper, it's useless to say anything now.

Giving up on Xiao Jun's persuasion, Hu Fei turns around and waves to Uncle Wei, intending to leave first.

But without waiting for Hu Fei to step forward, the three inch man called out: "wait a minute, if you want to go, you can take away your garbage, don't affect our activities!"

The garbage mentioned by sancunding is naturally those violent cartoon scenes that have been removed. But his eyes looked at the scenes, but his fingers pointed to Xiao Jun and Tubie who sat there motionless.