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Chapter 313: Going out to have power and background

"Sister azalea, I am so humiliated, do you still want to persuade me to reconcile?"

The bright sunlight shines diagonally from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the colorful heraldic carpets of Arab hand-woven Arabia crosses the golden light.

Dora's suit pulled open the collar, her white shirt was open, her eyes were fierce. Eighteen hours passed since last night's nightmare, and the cold towel was applied to her face. Even though she had no consciousness, it still hurt.

The pain on the face is second.

Han Qiao's slap was like cast iron for stamping animals.

A great shame.

His eyes didn't want to close for a second.

Just wait for this time.

He covered his face with one hand and looked at the newspaper on the coffee table with a happy expression.

But one night.

The newspapers are full of Chinese youth director Han Qiao Yingzhou Award beating the host, being rude and rude...

"Sister Az, look, in just a few hours, I can ruin Han Qiaosheng's reputation." Dora sneered in the corner of her mouth, and her fingers poked the hateful face in the newspaper: "His little director, I can do it every minute

If you kill him, what qualifications do you have to ask for my forgiveness?"

Looking at the agent in front of me, word by word: "Sister Az, you said, what reason do I have to forgive me?"

Sister Az looked tired and looked at the newspaper on the coffee table, and was careful: "Young Master, I entrusted the mainland to investigate Han Qiao's information overnight. I think you should take a look."

Dora crossed her legs and took the information. After a moment, her eyes looked a little subtle. She shook her head and threw it on the coffee table, sneering: "The mainland is full of waste. This kid is so arrogant. No one can deal with him. It's because of some background."

"He is not someone who doesn't dare to offend others. He dares, so he will let him know what a person he can't offend."

Dora disagreed.

Han Qiao has a good power, and if he is in the mainland, he really can't do anything to him.

"Sister Az, I not only want him to lose his reputation, but I also want to break one of his legs." Dora covered her face: "He is in the police station now, contact someone and give him a little trouble."

"Young Master..." Sister Az thought for a while and said hesitantly: "The Yingzhou Police Station called in the morning. Han Qiao had been transferred to the police at the gate."

Dora's face changed: "What does this have to do with the checkpoint?"

"This is the information of Xia Wen who came with him this time. Master, take a look."

Dora was in a heavy mood. After taking the information, she immediately sat down slowly with her face, her face turned blue and black, and she said with difficulty: "Since this is the case, you can do not have your legs, but you can't be so cheap."

"Contact the media in mainland China and Yingzhou media. I can't touch him or destroy him."

"Young Master..."

"Sister Az, I'm in a bad mood now. I don't want to say something a second time."

"Yes, Master."

As the door closed, the luxurious living room fell into the ice cave.

"Oh shit."

With a "bang", the glass crashed into the wall.

Dora's face flushed. Looking at the newspapers and information on the coffee table, her gentle facial features were twisted together, and she was crazy about tearing the newspaper apart, and she was full of excitement.

Dora sat in the shredded paper all over the sky, touching her cheek with her hands, and her voice was gloomy: "Han Qiao, I will pay for this slap for the rest of my life."

The phone was buzzing on the coffee table.

"Hello, I'm Dora."

On the phone, he exchanged greetings: "Little D, I am Brother Liu from Yingzhou Satellite TV. We have seen him last time."

Brother Liu from Yingzhou Satellite TV is the third-in-command of the TV station and is in charge of business.

Dora smiled: "Of course I remember."

Brother Liu gave a few condolences and his voice was slow: "Little D, I know everything about the Yingzhou Award yesterday. Han Qiao, the mainland boy, did too much."

Dora smiled at the corner of her mouth: "What are the opinions of Brother Liu?"

Han Qiao, so what if you have Xia Wen protected you?

"It's such a little D. Han Qiao has some business disputes with Yingzhou recently, so..."

Dora's face froze and her tone was cold: "Brother Liu, I'm a little busy now, I have something to say next time."

Hang up the phone.

The cell phone was thrown on the coffee table.

Han Qiao is dead, no one can come.

A few minutes passed.

The phone rang again.

Dora looked at the phone and was silent for a moment: "Hello, I'm Dora."

"DOra, am I Brother Zhao from Yingshi?"

"Brother Zhao is also here to persuade me to let Han Qiao go, right?" Dora's expressionless face.

"Hahaha...DOra, we are all young people. Han Qiao is indeed too much, but if there is anything, we can discuss it privately."

"Thank you forgot Brother Zhao."

Dora hung up the phone, leaned back on the sofa, and didn't sleep all night. He was excited. At this moment, fatigue surged like a tide.

I slept in a daze for a few minutes.

The phone rang again.

"Damn it, Han Qiao is so damn..."

Dora punched her fist on the coffee table and calmed down: "Good evening, Sister Xiaoyan, I'm Dora."

On the phone.

The female voice was gentle: "I know everything about the Yingzhou Award. Are you doing well now?"

Dora felt moved.

Zhang Xiaoyan is his mentor. In 1996, he was invited by Zhang Xiaoyan to host his first program: "Sister Xiaoyan, I'm fine now."

Zhang Xiaoyan sighed: "Dora, I know I'm sorry to you now when I say these things to you..."

"Sister, please tell me." Dora looked at the light on the coffee table.

"D, Han Qiao and you have a big trouble, so many friends ask me to come and say "Zhang Xiaoyan is helpless: "Some people are old friends, and I can't refuse. If possible, I hope you can reconcile as soon as possible."

.”

"Sister Xiaoyan, I'll think about it."

"Okay, D, if you have time, come here, let's play chess."

"good."

Hang up the phone.

Dora covered her head with her hands, a little painful.

He can ignore the others, but he can't ignore Zhang Xiaoyan's words.

"Ding Lingling."

The phone rang again.

One hour later.

Dora walked to the balcony, looked at the darkness outside, and touched the cigarette and lit it.

In just one hour.

Not only the three major TV stations, but also many celebrities, entertainment stars, and music companies...

Even publishing houses...

Even he had to think seriously at this time.

I felt aggrieved, a cigarette burned a small piece, and the phone rang again.

This time.

Dora didn't hesitate.

The cell phone threw it towards the lake in the distance.

The burning cigarette butt was held in the palm of your hand and pinched your fingers tightly.

"Go to your mother Han Qiao, I'm you uncle."

Dora, who has high emotional intelligence, vents her emotions with the lowest emotional intelligence.

………………………………………

Newspapers are overwhelming.

Han Qiao's popularity in Yingzhou is unprecedentedly high, of course, they are all black fans.

There are many troubles outside.

Han Qiao lived a bit casually. He has been very busy all year round and rarely had time to rest, let alone mindlessness.

Big sun.

The iron windows of the prison were shining with sunshine, warm and bright. Under a big tree, Han Qiao sat lazily, looking at the card in his hand, and hesitantly threw a little Wang.

opposite.

The young man in the police uniform laughed: "Brother Han, I'm going to win again."

"King."

"airplane."

"Do you want it?" The young man was arrogant.

"don't want."

End in one hand.

Han Qiao gave money happily.

This is a conservative project in the past few days. Han Qiao is extremely lucky, but he is very happy to pay.

The prison guards like him.

I'm going to have another one.

Someone ran over and shouted, "Brother Han, you can go out today. Look, do you want to arrange a car?"

"No."

Han Qiao lost the card and was a little reluctant to let it go. All the brothers in the prison are talented and speak nicely. They like the ones here very much.

The most important thing is.

These days, I woke up early and went to bed early, and it tasted so good to eat.

My old habit of backache is almost cured.

The sun shines through the dense gaps of leaves.

Several people bid farewell to each other.

"My brothers, I'm here to the mainland when I have time. Contact me. I dare not say anything else, one-stop service arrangement."

The police were reluctant to let it go: "Brother Han, come in and play more when you have time."

There is no Han Bridge.

Salaries have shrunk.

Several people looked at each other from afar at the prison gate.

Han Qiao waved his hand and bent over and got into the car.

As soon as she sat down, Xia Wen lit a incense with a lighter, turned around, folded his hands together, his eyelashes covered his eyes, his fair cheeks were full of piety, and his red lips whispered.

Han Qiao was a little moved.

Usually Xia Wen looks like a domineering president, with a long-legged lady and a wild Hummer. He didn't expect to be so simple.

It's very easy to cheat.

If it weren't for Xia Wen, Han Qiao wouldn't dare to give Dora a prize.

Dora is a local snake at least.

Yingzhou is not as good as the mainland. There are really gangs. In this day, he is lucky to lie back to the mainland.

But.

Han Qiao has no regrets at all.

It would be light to slap him twice.

After all, Mr. Han was reborn. From the moment he had the capital, he never thought about who was angry.

"Okay, it's okay, we'll go back to Yanjing tonight." Xia Wen finished praying and looked at Han Qiao. She had been worried these days. She looked a little tired, her hair covered her ear walls, and her eyes were worried.

: "Hanqiao, Yingzhou is not the mainland after all, so don't be so impulsive next time."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The famous quote from Uncle Da, "The Tiger of the Crime Squad" flashed through Han Qiao's mind.

The fingers teased the hair on Xia Wen's ears, rubbed her fair cheeks, and hugged Xia Wen and snuggled in her arms. The scumbag in Han bit her ears and said gently: "Wenbao, you are my fortress."

.”

Xia Wen's ears were itchy, and his whole body was held in Han Qiao's arms. His body became soft. His delicate nose was thrust, his cheeks were flushed, and his waist twisted, his voice was like a mosquito: "How could he confess like this?"

Han Qiao raised Xia Wen's pointed chin with his fingers, lowered his head, touched his wet red lips, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and breathed out hot air: "This is the confession."

Ah.

How.

……………………

It's shameful to be soft.

but.

Very fragrant.

At 9:00 pm, Hanqiao landed in Yanjing.

In Yanjing in December, it was biting cold. Han Qiao walked to the intersection with a big cotton jacket, black mask, and big sunglasses.

Ma Jia ran over quickly, looking at the hands of the two of them holding tightly without looking at the look of their eyes.

When Xia Wen saw his subordinate, he pulled out his hand in panic, coughed, raised his chin slightly, and the strong woman was posing: "Sister Ma..."

"Hello, Mr. Xia."

After all, I still attacked the grass by my side.

Mocking in his heart, Ma Jia reported the situation: "Mr. Xia, Xiaoqiao, and the news of Yingzhou Awards recently spread to the mainland, which has triggered huge public opinion."

"The most mainstream view at present is to criticize Xiaoqiao for being arrogant and having a weak legal awareness. On such an important occasion, Yingzhou Prize, he beats others with disagreement."

"I've been embarrassed to Yingzhou."

"The media called on the Spring Festival Gala to terminate its cooperation with Xiaoqiao, and the other is Longines watch. Longines is very angry with our irrational behavior, which has a bad impact and has caused huge losses to the brand."

Han Qiao is a public figure, and can be said to be a teenager idol, but she has a tendency to be violent and beat others with disagreement. The situation is too bad.

"Sister, I will call and explain in person."

Han Qiao actually doesn't care about Longines' endorsement, even if it terminates the contract, it is insignificant to him.

but.

Everyone has signed a contract and must do their job well. This time I did affect Longines' reputation, so it is appropriate to explain it carefully.

"The other is public opinion, move to the movie as soon as possible."

Heihong is also red. Hanqiao is so popular because of the Yingzhou Award. With such a huge news popularity, if you have to buy it with money, you can’t handle it without more than 10 million.

He now has a little bit of the meaning of "Wang Sicong".

You are walking advertisements.

Hanqiao is orderly.

He dares to fight and everything is ready.

"It's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Xiaoqiao, there are many reporters outside, look?" Ma Jia looked at Xia Wen.

Xia Wen looked calm: "I'll face it with him."

"In this way, Mr. Xia, you go back from another channel." Han Qiao smiled: "Mr. Xia has helped me deal with the biggest storm, just leave the rest to me."

"If I always hide behind Mr. Xia, others would think I'm having a soft meal."

Han Qiao's heart trembled.

Xia Wen will not leave.

Gao Yuanyuan is still waiting outside.

Secretly sent a message to Qin Lan and reported his safety.

Gao Yuanyuan has been worried these days. If Han Qiao hadn't called to comfort her every day, she would probably have flew to Yingzhou long ago.

It's such a cold day.

I have to go to the airport to pick me up.

Han Qiao couldn't imagine the scene of Xia Wen and Gao Yuanyuan meeting.

Xia Wen looked at Han Qiao, held Han Qiao's hand, tidied up his watch, tidied up Han Qiao's collar, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

After saying that.

Put his hand in his pocket in the windbreaker and left calmly.

Ma Jia sighed quietly: "Xiaoqiao, Mr. Xia knows that Gao Yuanyuan is outside."

"Damn."

Han Qiao coughed: "Sister Ma, do you want me to die and burn it to me?"

"Ahem."

……………………

"Hello, Han Qiao, what do you think of the Yingzhou Prize beating incident?"

"Han Qiao, are you dissatisfied with the Yingzhou Awards, so you beat someone up in anger?"

"Han Qiao, how do you think of the negative news in the newspaper recently?"

"Han Qiao, I heard that the Spring Festival Gala program team is preparing to cancel the invitation to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. Have you received the news?"

"Han Qiao, Zhou Liming posted a newspaper that you are not worthy of the reputation of a teenage idol, which discredited the image of domestic filmmakers. Will this have any impact on your Spring Festival movies?"

The flash is overwhelming.

It's 9:00 at night now.

Yanjing Airport is remote, but reporters are overwhelming and almost blocking the entire exit passage.

They rushed up one after another and handed the microphone to Han Qiao's nose.

Yingzhou Prize beats people.

Too crazy.

Han Qiao coughed: "Dear reporters, I'm here today and I won't go anywhere. I'll answer everyone's questions."

"Please keep quiet now."

As Han Qiao pressed his hand, his face turned gloomy and the reporter gradually calmed down.

Han Qiao smiled: "I did beat people in Yingzhou Awards, but I think every Chinese child with conscience must maintain the honor of the motherland at any time."

"Although I, Han, is just a trivial unknown person, I have a few hot blood."

The reporter was stunned.

A trivial nameless person.

"Han Qiao, do you mean Dora made a "single" remark?"

"What's the truth? I'll hold a press conference in a few days."

"I just want to say that the nameless will not be affected in any way."

"What do you think of Mr. Zhou Liming and Mr. Zhou?"

Han Qiao smiled: "I feel a little itchy."

The reporter stumbled on an hour's interview.

As Hanqiao staff prepared midnight snacks and hot drinks, they contacted the car to take the reporter back to the city.

The reporters were satisfied.

Although Han Qiao beats people, he likes to curse people randomly, and has a lot of gossip and is promiscuous.

but.

The reporter knew that Han Qiao was a good person.

His sword is always swung to the strong.

In fact, in the minds of many people in the industry, Han Qiao has a particularly good reputation.

Easy-going, no airs, and don’t think that I am a big star, and I laugh at it even if I joke.

Han Qiao didn't think he had done anything big.

They are all working people. In such a cold day, for the sake of life and cold, just to see him.

Can do it.

He tried his best to do it.

She wrapped herself in a big cotton jacket and covered her face with big sunglasses.

Hanqiao rushed to the cafe next to the airport.

Gao Yuanyuan doesn’t know how to drive, and she is too lazy to learn. She usually takes a taxi when she goes far away. If she is close, she will just be a bicycle.

Maybe he is the least star-like star.

Push open the cafe door.

The cafe was fully heated, and Han Qiao untied her scarf. It was so late, and the cafe was deserted. The clerk put his arms around and was drowsy.

Han Qiao walked to a remote corner with his hands and feet. On the sofa not far away, a black figure was wrapped in a cotton jacket.

Han Qiao sat down gently, stretched out the cotton jacket, Gao Yuanyuan contracted on the sofa, her long legs rested on her chest, her hair was messy, her fair neck was sweating, her hair was sticky, and her red lips were breathing gently.

Maybe it's painful posture.

Frowning eyebrows.

Han Qiao gently straightened Gao Yuanyuan's legs, letting her lie on the sofa, and gently clenched Gao Yuanyuan's hair, her legs used as pillows, and her fingers slid down Gao Yuanyuan's cheeks, and she went up to kiss her.

Cover your cotton jacket.

He fell asleep with his head on the wall.

certainly.

He can wake up Gao Yuanyuan.

That's not a scumbag.

The music of the cafe flows.

I don't know how long it took.

Gao Yuanyuan stretched her eyebrows and rubbed her eyes with her hands. The touch of her head shocked her heart. Without thinking, she raised her waist and looked over with panic.

"Awaken?" Han Qiao shook his arm.

"You are back." Gao Yuanyuan's eyes flashed with joy, she threw herself into Han Qiao's arms, and hammered her chest with her hand: "You scared me to death, do you know how worried I am about you?"

"Ouch." Han Qiao moaned in pain.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, it's just that it's too long, the blood is not circulating, and it's a little numb."

Gao Yuanyuan was angry and funny, knelt on the sofa and helped Han Qiao sit down: "Why don't you wake me up? It's so uncomfortable to sleep here."

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Sister Yuanyuan, you are so worried about me, how can I disturb your sleep?"

"How are you sleeping? Have you ever dreamed of a big bad guy?"

"Ph." Gao Yuanyuan said, "It seems nothing is wrong, her mouth is still so sweet."

"Is it sweet?" Han Qiao lowered.

"Stop making trouble." Gao Yuanyuan put her hand on Han Qiao's chest, and gradually lost in the eager kiss.

……………………

"Vulgar, it's simply vulgar."

The next day.

Huayi Headquarters Building.

Xiao Wang and Feng Xiaogang looked at each other, turned their heads and smiled: "Why is Mr. Zhou so angry?"

Zhou Liming jumped up in anger and pulled the newspaper: "Look, look, it's still the director, I said I haven't read a book, but the quality is poor. What does it mean to be itchy? Why? He still wants to hit me."

"I, Zhou Liming, stand here. If Han Qiao dares to touch a finger, I will write my name inverted."

Zhou Liming had never seen Han Qiao commit suicide like this.

He was worried about how to give Han Qiao some eye drops, but unexpectedly, Han Qiao Yingzhou Award beat the host.

Provoking the world's biggest mistake.

There is no qualities of public figures.

Mad dogs also know to pay attention to the occasion.

Yingzhou is not the mainland.

It's embarrassing.

Nowadays, Yingzhou and Xiangjiang have had opinions on mainland filmmakers, but now the misunderstanding has become deep.

Zhou Liming was heartbroken.

After fabricating several articles, the news response was good. I thought Han Qiao could correct his mistakes.

result.

He said his hands were itchy.

"Mr. Wang, Director Feng, tell me, what qualifications are such a vulgar person who has the right to make movies? What qualifications are there to lick his face and say that he is the best director of the young generation?"

Xiao Wang was happy, but a serious look on his face: "Mr. Zhou, you are right."

He took the hot tea brought by his assistant: "Mr. Zhou, Han Qiao has never read a book after all, so he can't compare with a knowledgeable senior like you, so why bother to get angry?"

Zhou Liming took the hot tea, and the hot tea made him even more angry.

Han Qiao is intimidation.

He must not surrender.

After accusing him for a while, he left in a hurry.

He wants to join the Film Critics Association and will never let this villain be mad.

Xiao Wang lit the smoke and felt a little worried: "Zhou Liming has lost his mind now."

Feng Xiaogang pinched the cigarette and touched his head: "The wind direction was wrong these days. Although Han Qiao was deeply involved in public opinion, his nameless people also frequently appeared in the newspapers."

"There is not as much exposure as he has."

"This is such a talent." Mr. Xiao Wang was speechless: "Huayi's 12 million marketing expenses are not as valuable as his slap."

“What should I do now?”

Feng Xiaogang sighed: "We have nothing to do, so let's contact Mr. Wang."

"That's all."

Xiao Wang always put out the cigarette.

The most popular person in Huayi is Mr. Xiao Wang, who is rich and rich, and is responsible for handling business. Mr. Da Wang is much more low-key, but it is the most important.

The king is in charge of the relationship.

These days, it’s hard to buy a relationship with someone who has a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)