Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Han Dashan looked at Pei Xinyuan, who was expressionless, in disbelief.

He was so afraid that he couldn't fall asleep until midnight last night, so he naturally got up late during the day.

Thinking that Mr. Bai only gave him two days, he didn't even have time to eat breakfast before he was ready to go to the police to withdraw the case.

While he was dreaming of getting the remaining 900 million, the police came first.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I gave him a big pussy.

Pei Xinyuan actually reported to the police that he deliberately killed his own father!
How did this damn girl know?
Even when he was sleeping last night, he specially gave himself psychological hints, just in case he accidentally said it when he was talking in his sleep.

"Comrade police, this is definitely Pei Xinyuan's slander. How could I possibly kill my father?"

But the police are much more experienced than him. Although the cases of sons killing their fathers are rare, they are not unheard of.

He deceived without leaving any trace, "Before you returned to your residence yesterday evening, apart from buying wine and snacks, did you buy anything else?"

Han Dashan suddenly panicked.

Have you actually found this already?

When he came to his senses, his wrist sank, and the coldness of the metal was directly conveyed to his heart.

"No, I didn't do anything!"

The police had already determined that there was definitely a ghost here, and replied coldly: "Then let the evidence speak for itself."

Just when Han Dashan was escorted out of the hospital with his head covered and both hands on his hands, Bai Shengyu also got the news.

The valuable tea cup in his hand was smashed to pieces, "It's something that fails to accomplish anything but fails to accomplish anything!"

The assistant who came in to report lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound, and even breathed softly.

"You said it was Han Jiaojiao's friend named Pei Xinyuan who reported the crime? The master died last night and he didn't report the crime. It took a whole night before he reported the crime. How long is her reflex arc? Before she reported the crime, did she tell anyone Contact someone? Someone should give her a heads up!"

The assistant lowered his head a little lower and said, "I'm going to check it out right now."

"Check, check carefully, I want to find out who is trying to ruin my business!"

As the last word fell, another teacup fell to the ground.

The assistant suppressed his annoyance and left the tea room.

He was originally waiting for Han Dashan to finish the things assigned by his boss and come over to collect the balance check. After he left, the people he arranged would be in place. Even if the police suspected it again, Han Dashan would have died in an accident.

Everything was going well.

But now, going to jail to silence him?

Then he won't have to come out after he goes in!

Now we can only hope that Han Dashan did this so that the police would not be able to find any evidence. Otherwise, Han Dashan, in a hurry, told the story that his boss instigated him to kill, and his assistant, who was also at the scene, would not be able to escape.

Maybe the boss will even use him as a scapegoat.

Now the culprit is the person who may have reminded Pei Xinyuan, and he is also filled with hatred!
Look, he wanted to see what the purpose of that person's sudden intervention in this matter was!
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The 'culprit' will just come out.

The brand event started at 10:30, and Jiang Lingxi didn't like to step in. After putting on makeup and changing clothes, she decisively rushed there with her team in advance.

At ten o'clock sharp, Beichen Plaza opened on time.

People who came here to shop on the weekend suddenly filed in.

There are also some older people who are not very star-chasing when they see the long queue in front of the Shanyue Zhiheng main store.

"Does this store have any promotions today?"

The square staff member who was asked pointed to the life-size portrait standing at the door of the store, "Today Jiang Lingxi, the spokesperson of Shanyue Zhiheng, will be on site to support the brand. Those in line should be her fans."

"Jiang Lingxi? Never heard of him. He's very famous?" "Absolutely."

"Oh, I had a favorite star before, that Xu Qingmei. I didn't expect that she was a duplicity. I saw what was exposed on the Internet, and it really made me sick. I finally understand these stars, all thanks to The packaging is fake from head to toe. From then on, I no longer intend to like these celebrities, just watch the TV movies they starred in."

The staff member who was forced to accept some complaints said: "Well, actually I am also a fan of Jiang Lingxi. Not to mention other people, I think Jiang Lingxi is quite real. These fans lined up outside early in the morning, and Jiang Lingxi even had someone drive them away. Here are the hot drinks and food. If I didn’t have work on hand, I’d also like to go over and get a hot drink.”

"It's all about saving face. How much does a cup of hot drink cost? Celebrities make a lot of money!"

"But the hot drink Jiang Lingxi handed out came from Yan's family. A cup is about twenty or thirty cups. This morning, I must have given out nearly five hundred cups, and there is still a lot of food."

"Are you still sending it now?"

The staff kept smiling and pointed in the direction of the drink cart, "You go and have a look."

There are still many people asking about this, some are not willing to pay attention to it, and some are planning to go over and join in the fun when the event starts.

Soon, a photo of Jiang Lingxi endorsing Shanyue Zhiheng also appeared on the large display screen in the atrium of the square.

People passing by couldn't help but look up.

His breathing paused subconsciously.

"The photos are so beautiful, what does it look like in person?"

"You can see it later."

"There were so many people on site when we came here just now. There must be more people now. We had to squeeze in just as we did in the past."

"The screen should be live broadcasting later. If you can't squeeze in, come here and watch."

"Let's go, there are many people around us going to Shanyue Zhiheng!"

So when Jiang Lingxi walked to the scene through the specially opened passage, she was faced with a sea of ​​people.

Fang Yao, who was following behind: "Okay, there are a lot of people!"

Lu Zhengzheng patted her arm and said, "Calm down."

Fang Yao: "Sister Zhengzheng, you seem to be on your way."

Lu Zhengzheng: "If you see through it but don't tell it, we are still good sisters."

Fang Yao: "Oh!"

Jiang Lingxi walked to the temporary stage with her skirt in hand, raised her hand and waved to everyone who looked over.

"Xixi!"

"Xixi, thank you for the hot drink, it's delicious!"

……

Jiang Lingxi took the microphone handed over by the host, glanced at the camera, and then looked at the bustling crowd below the stage. She noticed that someone was squeezing forward without a trace, and she swallowed back the words she was going to say hello first. , there was a hint of imperceptible majesty in his voice, "Friends at the back, please don't push forward. There will be danger if there are too many people."

The sound is diffused through the microphone, ensuring that it reaches the ears of everyone present.

Some people were obedient and stopped and stopped pushing forward.

But some people turned a deaf ear to this warning and still quietly moved forward.

But as we were squeezing around, we suddenly felt as if we had deserted in class and been caught on the spot by the patrolling dean.

"Huh? Still crowded?"

Several people subconsciously raised their heads and met a pair of eyes that looked towards them accurately, and their scalps suddenly exploded.

Get some sleep in a second! (End of chapter)