Chapter 538

"What? How could it be? When did it start? okay! I see. I'll deal with this. OK, just like that! I'll be right back! "

Hang up the phone, Wen Bin's face becomes very ugly.

Walking back, I was going to tell Wen Qingxue about it, but I saw that she was caressing Xiaotianer's back with a gentle face. After hesitating for a moment, she gave up.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? " Wen Qingxue looked up at Wen bin standing there and asked.

Wen bin shook his head with a smile and said: "it's really a little bit trivial. I need to deal with what I just shot. So, you can go inside now! Don't you want to stay in the house for another night anyway? I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. "

"Good! Go and do your work Wen Qingxue nods with a smile. Now she just wants to accompany Xiaotianer, and she doesn't want to go anywhere.

On the car, Wen bin takes out his mobile phone, surfing the Internet, and then sees Wen Qingxue's name in the headlines again.

"Wen Qingxue plays a big card, angry fan photographer!"

"What the hell are they! And who took all these pictures? " The more Wen bin looks, the more angry he gets.

On the mobile phone, there are photos of Wen Qingxue fan slapped by the photographer, and the person who took some photos obviously intended to do it. The angle and location of the photos well exposed Wen Qingxue.

Her action and expression when she slapped people were also photographed.

The more Wen bin looked, the more angry he was. He took out his cell phone and called the photographer.

Soon, the photographer answered the phone. Before Wen bin asked, the photographer said, "I saw the photos on the Internet, and I asked some of us. We didn't take any photos! It wasn't our people who did it

The photographer's words made Wen bin swallow what he wanted to say. Then he thought about it and said coldly, "who else was there besides you and us at that time?"

"Who else? No one else! We're not right, wait! " There was a sudden silence on the phone, and then the photographer continued: "my assistant told me that a beautiful entertainment reporter came this morning, but everyone was busy and didn't pay much attention to him! Then he disappeared! "

"Who is it?" Wen Bin's brow is wrinkled. It's beautiful entertainment again! My artists are really on the opposite side of beautiful entertainment!

"Zhou Weibo!"

"Zhou Weibo?" Wen Bin's voice suddenly raised several degrees, and then hurriedly said: "are you sure it's him?"

"I'm sure!"

Zhou Weibo! It's you again! How always you! You really challenge my limit again and again! Good! Don't you want to play with us? Then let's have a good time and see if you play hard or I play hard!

"Drive! Go to beautiful entertainment

Office of the president of Tang Shi film and television.

Lu tingran looked at the picture on the computer, frowned slightly, but his expression was indescribable.

Wenbin just called him and said the whole story word for word.

"Ting ran, is my goddess really recovered by you? What a pity! What a pity Not far away on the sofa, Li Xuan a pair of chest thumping, Ao angry appearance said.

"She seems to like the sky very much." Lu tingran said with a smile.

Li Xuan glared at Lu tingran and said, "thank you for laughing. Our goddess is really not afraid of being scolded for the sake of heaven! Slapping people in front of so many people? How dare she do it

But Lu tingran picked his eyebrows and said with a smile, "what? I think it's good! Besides, if you dare to touch my woman, I don't need to be in a circle to see Zhou Weibo! "

Listening to Lu tingran's words and looking at Lu tingran's expression, Li Xuan, who was familiar with him, shivered and began to mourn for Zhou Weibo!

Beautiful entertainment magazine.

"Why do you come to me? What can I do for you Zhou Weibo sat in his office with his legs up, looking like an old God.

Wen bin sat on the sofa beside him, looking at Zhou Weibo coldly, and said, "those photos on the Internet are sent by you!"

"What picture? Ah! Are you talking about the photo of photographer Wen Qingxue slapping? Of course it's not me. How can I do such a thing! But I hope you can remind the artists of your family that they should not be arrogant just because they are very popular. Isn't the photographer human? Why do you have to be beaten by her? "

"There's a limit to playing big names. Look, those who can't see the past are finally fighting back! You advise her, recently or convergence! Otherwise, she will suffer. "Listening to Zhou Weibo's unbridled words, Wen Bin's whole body is shaking. He's a jerk. He doesn't admit it and doesn't say it, and he dares to talk in the room.

Wen bin sneered and said: "Zhou Weibo, don't think you've done it perfectly. Since I can come to see you today, I have evidence to prove that you sent those photos. It's useless if you don't want to admit it!"

"Oh? Is that right? " Zhou Weibo eyebrows pick, disdain a way: "that you pour is to take out the evidence! As long as you can bring it out, I'll admit it! by the way! Friendship tips you, what I do you don't know! I advise you not to make any recording or other things in front of me. Those are the rest of my play. Don't worry! You can't get anything out of my mouth. "

Wen Bin's breath stopped, and then he snorted. He stood up and said, "Zhou Weibo, don't be complacent. Don't you dare to offend my Xueer. Your good days are coming to an end!"

"Oh! Are you threatening me? I'm so scared! Take your time

"Hum!" Wen bin left the beautiful entertainment, and then looked at the recording of the mobile phone, gas can not!

An asshole, it's not so easy to deal with!

"But it doesn't matter. Even if I can't help it, isn't there President Lu? Do you think he will let you go easily to his woman? " Think of some, Wen Bin's mood suddenly good up, humming a ditty left.

In the office of the deputy editor in chief of Meili entertainment, Zhou Weibo's face was a little ugly.

How did he know that he did it himself?

Even if he guessed that it was made by himself, he would not say it for sure! It seems that he should have some evidence, but it's only evidence that can't completely confirm that he is himself.

After careful consideration, Zhou Weibo can only leave the so-called evidence to the photographer, because when he went there, someone noticed him, but he was not sure that she really remembered him.

"No matter how much! I still have a lot to do now! First of all, "Zhou Weibo's eyes narrowed slightly. When he opened the website, all his trumpets began to be eager to try!

One afternoon, Wen Qingxue was playing with Xiaotianer, playing with those children. For Wen Qingxue, it was also her happiest afternoon.

In the evening, they live in a small house. Wen Qingxue holds Xiaotianer and tells him a story in a soft voice.

Until Xiao tianer was asleep, Wen Qingxue quietly got out of bed, went outside, took out her mobile phone and opened her microblog.