"My sister Chen, isn't she dealing with a little-known screenwriter? As for taking Murao? I want to live a few more days if I let him off, it's still gossip

"Murao's strength and flow are both top-notch. The fighting power of the fans is not what ordinary artists can bear. What's more, Tong Tong is not even an artist. Wearing Murao can make the effect faster." Chen Fang's tone is gentle and she laughs a few times.

There was a long silence.

Chen Fang continued, "I'm not letting you expose any black material of Murao, and I don't want you to be black. I just want you to give a little guidance. Even if Mu Rao finds you, I won't do anything to you."

"Until the beginning of the matter, the fire is concentrated on Tong Tong. You can rest assured that Tong Tong is just a passer-by, and he can't find you."

The recording stops here. There is a piece of audio. The voice is clear and clear. Now it is put in front of the public, and Chen Fang becomes the target of attack.

And this group of people, winding powder occupies half of the country.

Every sentence in the recording is like taunting the intelligence quotient of winding powder again.

Mad! Can you bear to use my God and fans to deal with an outsider?

No!

Then Chen Fang tore up a few coils of powder with fierce fighting power, and there was no residue left.

Chen Fang is just an agent. Although she has some fans, she is basically Shu GE's fans.

In terms of combat effectiveness, although it is also very strong, but, after all, people are not shuge, just a broker, they will not tear so hard.

There is also a very important reason, that is, the fighting power of winding powder is really not what ordinary artists' fans can bear. The result is Chen Fang's public punishment.

……

Tianyu's public relations team is not generally quick. After several operations, Chen Fang is just like a mouse crossing the street. Everyone yells and beats them.

As a weak party, Tong Tong Tong has been sympathized and comforted by the public, and has also received some apologies from netizens who have discovered the truth.

As an old entertainment company, Huanxing's ability of public relations is no exception. If you find that the network has bad information related to shuge, it will be dealt with directly.

Chen Fang, however, was not so well treated.

At first, Huanxing tried to protect her. After all, she was the agent of the company, and she also brought out shuge. However, the other party not only provoked Mu Rao's fans, but also provoked Tianyu. Huanxing didn't even hesitate and chose to give up.

Joke, for a broker, against an entertainment company with a good development prospect, the boss on the other side of the ring star has not yet got into his head.

In the hotel, Chen Fang is in shuge's suite, with her laptop on the tea table. On the page, there are all kinds of comments about her on microblog. She walks up and down in the living room angrily, holding her mobile phone to find an acquaintance in her address book, and another phone calls out.

There was still no answer.

This is the fifth unanswered call today.

At first, there were several former partners who answered the phone. However, as soon as she asked, she hung up directly. She was not even willing to talk about it. Now, even the Navy doesn't answer the phone.

Chen Fang is more and more impatient, the pace is also more and more urgent, the expression on the face is more and more gloomy.

The sound of her high heels rubbing against the floor could be heard all over the room.

On the contrary, shuge is unusually calm. He is sitting in the reclining chair on the balcony, with his long legs overlapping and the script in his arms. His eyes are more focused on his hands.

Cool eyes to see extremely serious, slender fingers slightly sliding screen, the noise in the room deaf.

"A bunch of villains who are at the helm of the wind! On weekdays, sister Chen's cry, when it comes to the critical moment, none of them can be expected! " Chen Fang's arms trembled.

Shu Ge still looked at his mobile phone, no response to her.

Chen Fang only felt that her chest was getting more and more depressed. She walked out of the balcony a few steps and suddenly drew out the script he had put on her leg and asked, "don't you have anything to say to me? I'm your agent. I'm being hacked like this, and you're looking at it? "