Chapter 55 The Little Internet Celebrity Is Enough (One more update, please recommend)

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At this moment, the person behind Zheng Feng suddenly said: "Editor-in-chief, she is secretly filming and broadcasting live."

"what?"

"I do not have."

Zhao Jiao hurriedly turned her head to turn off the live broadcast, but was snatched away by Zheng Feng's quick-sighted assistant.

Zheng Feng took it over and took a look, his expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

The live broadcast room at this time was very lively, gifts were flying all over the sky, and netizens commented.

Zheng Feng's face was blue and hairy, and his forehead was bulging with veins.

"What are you doing? How did you snatch my phone and give it back to me?" Zhao Jiao was anxious, reaching out to snatch it.

Zheng Feng dodged and dodged.

"Give me back my phone, or I'll call the police."

"Okay, call the police." Zheng Feng said with a sneer.

"You..." Zhao Jiao looked flustered.

"Zhao Jiao, you don't know the owner of that antique car at all, right? You're not cowardly. How dare you use such fraudulent means to coax our interviews for your own benefit?"

Zhao Jiao turned pale with fright, and shouted excitedly: "I don't have it, give me back my mobile phone."

With that said, go straight up and grab it.

Zheng Feng's assistants immediately came over to talk.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Not far away, Fan Yu saw this scene with a surprised expression, what's going on?Good interview, why are you still fighting?

Zhang Ya also noticed the chaos over there, and she couldn't help frowning because she was afraid that something might happen.

"Zheng Feng, what are you doing?"

"Help, help. They robbed things, robbed my mobile phone, hurry up and call the police for me."

Zhao Jiao took the opportunity to scream.

Fan Yu and Zhang Ya hurried over to stop the farce.

But when he got closer, Fan Yu finally saw Zhao Jiao's face clearly, with a puzzled look on his face, why did he feel that this woman was so familiar?

Taking a closer look, Fan Yu remembered, isn't this the person who had a blind date with Guo Lu yesterday?

"Okay, stop messing around."

Zheng Feng yelled suddenly, and the sound echoed far away, making the scene instantly quiet.

Then he looked at Zhao Jiao viciously: "Little Internet celebrity, you have caused a big event. The reporter's right to interview is protected by national law. You disguised your identity, deceived the interview by fraudulent means, and secretly filmed the live broadcast for personal profit, etc. Let the law punish you."

"What, you slander people. Why do you say I'm a fraud?" Zhao Jiao screamed.

"Why? Zhao Jiao, we have recorded the whole process. Didn't you say you know the owner of the car? Do you know him?"

Zheng Feng casually pointed at Fan Yu.

"I... I know him. He's my boyfriend's friend."

Zhao Jiao suddenly replied that at such a tense moment, she reacted quite quickly.

When Fan Yu heard Zhao Jiao's words, he frowned tightly, looking a little unhappy.

At this time, Zhao Jiao also remembered where she had seen Fan Yu. Yesterday she had a blind date with Guo Lu, and the person who scolded her was Fan Yu. At that time, she felt that Fan Yu was very imposing and fierce, so she didn't dare to provoke him easily. Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be the owner of the video she took casually.

But after answering Zheng Feng's words, his eyes wandered around, showing inner tension.

"Sorry, I don't know you." Fan Yu said with a sneer, seeing the situation under control, he turned around and said, "Editor Zhang, let's go, I don't want to participate in this kind of crap."

He is not an ordinary person now, and his identity is sensitive. As the son-in-law of the richest man in China, he is stared at by many people. If he makes news and makes bad remarks, it will have a very bad influence on Su Tianlong, and even Many interests will change.

"Ok."

Zhang Ya also vaguely guessed what Fan Yu was thinking, and hurriedly left.

As soon as the two of them left, Zheng Feng said to the assistant beside him, "Call 110."

"Don't, don't hit..."

"roll."

Zheng Feng threw away Zhao Jiao, who was rushing towards him, and said with his mouth curled up, "I said, you've got a big problem. Just lie to me and make me lose face in front of Zhang Ya. You can wait for the lawsuit."

thump!

Zhao Jiao sat down on the ground.

At the same time, on her mobile phone, a group of fans were afraid of being implicated, and left the live broadcast room one after another, and even worse, unfollowed directly, drawing a clear line.

After all, who would want to be a fan of this kind of anchor when they hear the words 'suing a lawsuit'?

There are many beautiful anchors in Kuaiyin, so why bother with her?

Zhao Jiao was dumbfounded.

As a small anchor, can she compete with Xintai Magazine, which is well-known in Shanghai's industry?

……

Following Zhang Ya into the company of Xintai Magazine, Zhang Ya called a group of assistants in a serious manner, cleared out the venue, arranged it, and began to interview Fan Yu.

In front of the interview stage, Zhang Ya was sitting upright with a wireless microphone on her body, and Fan Yu sat on the sofa opposite Zhang Ya with a calm expression.

After clearing his throat, the interviewer turned on, and all the cameras under the stage were aimed at the two of them.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fan, as far as I know, this Shelby Cobra should have been photographed by Fugu Group? How did you get it?"

The origin of Shelby's cobra must be clarified, otherwise Fan Yu got it by improper means, and the magazine will be implicated if the incident is revealed.

Fan Yu smiled and said: "Editor Zhang, you should know that my business has many cooperations with foreign countries. This car was given to me when I cooperated with Fugu Group."

In fact, he did not lie. This Shelby Cobra was given to him by the Fugu Group. As for how the system made the Fugu Group give it to him, I don’t know. Anyway, the rewards given by the system can be intact and proper. arrange.

Zhang Ya nodded. Of course she knew Fan Yu's identity. It was not surprising that she held the world's top-ranked Financial Street and had business contacts with Fugu Group.

"Well, then, do you know the real value of this car?"

"In 2007, Fugu Group was photographed for 150 million US dollars, but up to now, the specific value has been immeasurable, because it is an immortal myth on the Le Mans track, and it is extremely valuable for collection. If it is really roughly estimated , there should be tens of millions."

Fan Yu calmly answered Zhang Ya's question.

"Mr. Fan is very familiar with antique cars. According to the information I have, this Shelby Cobra, according to the current collection value, is indeed worth tens of millions."

"Then may I ask, is Mr. Fan interested in selling this car?"

Fan Yu shook his head: "I don't have this idea, the Fugu Group and I have a cooperative relationship, and this car can be regarded as the Fugu Group's affirmation of my friend, so I will not sell it."

"That's a pity. Maybe many collectors would very much hope that Mr. Fan would sell it."

"Then is it convenient to ask, Mr. Fan agrees that we hold an exhibition for your car?" Zhang Ya asked with a smile.

Fan Yu nodded: "That's not a problem. After all, this is a cross-generational car with great collection value. It is the honor it deserves for the world to see and get to know it."

(End of this chapter)

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