Chapter 119
When Tim sat back in his seat, Li Jin had already read through all the messages.
The displayed numbers are all anonymous, and the SMS content is also very monotonous. Except for the contact with Shu Mu's broker, there is only a record of successful MMS publishing.
From the very beginning until now——just this morning, Luo Fei's mobile phone received another photo——all of them are there.
No wonder every photo can choose the best angle, capturing the clearest side face of the two; no wonder every photo can be sent over at the most critical moment, stirring up a big mess; no wonder Ruo Fei had just changed his phone number for only a few days, and this message came pouring in.
I'm afraid Luo Fei is reluctant to be honest with himself, and even secretly manipulates things behind his back. It's probably also due to the behind-the-scenes manipulation of Miss Xiao Susu.
Li Jincheng snorted and pushed his phone aside, no longer looking at it.
Tim picked up his teacup and took a sip, moistening his parched throat, and looked at him with an inquiring expression: "What did you see? Your expression looks like you're going to kill someone."
"Killing someone isn't against the law, I would have killed him long ago." Li Jin sighed and said, "Thank you."
"Don't be polite, I'm best with girls," Tim said with a smile. "But I think you're not very interested in this lady? May I ask why?"
Li Jin looked at him and said, "I advise you it's better if you don't know."
His eyes seemed to be smiling but not quite, yet somehow conveyed a hint of menace, Tim felt a chill run down his spine and shut up obediently.
The dishes were served, and the two of them chatted and ate as if nothing had happened. Finally, Tim decided to make some adjustments to his script to make it more suitable for the local market, and Li Jin offered to help him get in touch with a few big shots in the industry to get the movie greenlit.
After breaking up with Tim, Li Jin sat in the car and silently dialed a person's phone number.
"Li Jin?" The phone connected, and the voice on the other end was noisy and chaotic. The speaker lowered their voice, as if their conversation was something to be ashamed of.
Their conversation indeed needs to avoid others.
Each broker has his own familiar entertainment reporter, who controls the wind direction for himself in the circle. This relationship is mostly bought with money, and they are clearly demarcated from each other and not very reliable.
Li Jin is different.
He used his connections in the circle to send Fang Yeyang into the country's largest media group, Wei Shi. He certainly valued Fang Yeyang's talent and had a mind to borrow him to leave his own eyes and ears in the media industry. After Fang Yeyang entered Wei Shi, he did not disappoint, using only a few months to stand firm, taking over many important interview tasks, repeatedly entrusted with heavy responsibilities by the editor-in-chief. At the same time, privately, he also monitored all news unfavorable to Art Song Company for Li Jin.
In a sense, Li Jin is Fang Yeyang's mentor, and Fang Yeyang is Li Jin's eyes and ears. Their relationship is naturally hard to describe, but it is much more stable.
"Yueyang, I asked you to keep an eye on news about Luo Fei, is there any?" Li Jin asked directly.
"No, there hasn't been any negative news about Luo Fei in the past two days." The sound of a mouse clicking could be heard from the other end of the phone, and Fang Yuyang was probably browsing through the drafts that had been compiled for him while answering, "What's wrong? What do you want to do?"
Li Jin murmured "uh-huh" and said: "Right, I think..."
"Wait, Li Jin, wait!" Suddenly, Fang Yuyang interrupted him. On the other end of the phone was a long period of silence, followed by his voice, almost inaudible, saying "I just received an article here."
"What?"
"Expose the romance between Rong Fei and Xiao Su Su." Fang Yueyang said, "Super idol is a habitual liar? Half a year ago, he was dating a girl but pretended to be gay to attract fans?"
I knew it!
"Speak more specifically." Lei Jin said in a low voice.
"The article is not long, but the words are sharp enough." Fang Yeyang sneered, "Digging up the old accounts of Luo Fei's father and putting them together with the secret love affair, accusing him of not giving a clear answer to the public back then and deceiving fans by secretly falling in love..."
"How's your wording and sentence structure compared to when you were younger?" Li Jin's face was frozen to the extreme, yet he smiled.
"A hundred times sharper." Fang Yeyang snorted, "Mainly because I still had a face back then, but the person who wrote this article has no face left."
"Who wrote it?" asked Li Jin.
"I don't know," said Fang Yuyang. "Every day, dozens or even hundreds of explosive information emails are sent to the editor's mailbox, most of which are anonymous. If the editor wasn't busy, I was temporarily taking over someone else's work, and I'm afraid this article wouldn't have reached me."
"I'm really lucky." Li Jin smiled and said, "Yueyang, how much time is left before your deadline this afternoon?"
"Two hours."
"Then trouble you to help me cut off this article." Li Jin started the car and put the phone on speaker, placing it on the dashboard.
"What do you want to do?" Fang Yeyang's voice was suddenly short and urgent. "Do you want me to cover up this news?"
"No, since this person has sent the article to you, they will naturally send it to other houses as well. Even if you hide it, there will inevitably be reports from other media outlets." The car drove smoothly out, and Li Jin's car sped along the city roads. "I just wanted to change the angle of this news story."
"What does it mean?" Fang Yeyang was puzzled.
"I'll send a new press release to your email before the deadline, Yueyang. Please use that one then." Li Jin said and hung up without another word.
Fever, runny nose, headache...
It's almost time...
Our great emperor has once again arrived at a week of seven days with five days of haze...
My trachea and bronchi have started "hurting from breathing" again...
