"I'm sorry." Mi Yijian lowered his head and listened carefully to her lecture.
Bei Qiu threw the newspaper on Mi Yijian, "What the newspaper says is fairly standard, do you know what the Internet says about you now, the next time you meet a reporter, you must hold your breath."
Mi Yijian nodded. He had already seen the comments on the Internet when he was eating, saying that he sold his body, and even said that he sold his butt. He was so angry that he couldn't eat a bite of the meal.
From this day on, a lot of celebrities came to the crew one after another, and went straight to Bei Qiu's room.
Ask Bei Qiu to spy on the secrets, and give yourself a little warning.
But Bei Qiu rejected them one by one, saying that from the day she became a manager, she didn't plan to do these things anymore. Those people begged hard, and some of them were already used to Bei Qiu helping them spy on the secrets. Said, they are afraid from the bottom of their hearts.
During this time, Bei Qiu suddenly disappeared, and they were also in a hurry. Finally, they saw Bei Qiu approaching on TV, and hoped that Bei Qiu could give some hints.
But Bei Qiu refused.
Everyone in the crew began to guess who this Gong Beiqiu was, and how many famous friends he had.
When those people came back disappointed, they still left Gong Beiqiu's contact information, the price is negotiable, and I hope she will contact them when she wants to give someone some advice.
Bei Qiu agreed.
At the same time, those famous people are also polite to Mi Yijian, smiling and nodding to say hello is indispensable, which makes Mi Yijian start to feel at ease.
"Sister Bei Qiu, why don't you help them? You can't do it." Mi Yijian's eyes flashed suspiciously, but his tone seemed to be half-joking.
Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly, did she suspect that she was incompetent?
"Do you need your sister, Bei Qiu, to show off your skills and let you have a good time?" Bei Qiu put down the things in her hands, turned her head and looked at him with a teasing smile.
Mi Yijian smiled awkwardly: "How dare you."
Bei Qiu turned around and sat on the bed, turned sideways, and directly pressed Mi Yijian under him. Mi Yijian blushed instantly, stepped back a little, and said hastily, "I really don't dare."
She lifted Mi Yijian's jaw, and looked into his eyes in a daze: "But beauty wants to see, I don't satisfy you, it seems not good."
Mi Yijian suddenly got goosebumps all over his body, and swallowed, "No, no, it's just that sister Bei Qiu always doesn't help others, maybe she will become unfamiliar in the future."
Mi Yijian was still beating around the bush, trying to check her out.
Bei Qiu stood up and stood up from the bed, "You're right, it's not good if you're unfamiliar, and the next person who comes in to ask for help, no matter who it is, I'll let you open your eyes."
"Sister Bei Qiu, what do you know?" Mi Yijian poked his head out and asked.
"Some gadgets." Bei Qiu raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Mi Yijian trembled again, and smiled embarrassingly.
Bei Qiu also smiled, and sat down to watch Mi Yijian's lace news again.
Mi Yijian shrank his head, took out the script, covered his head, and looked at Bei Qiu secretly through the crack. Why did he have the illusion that Bei Qiu was obviously smiling, but he felt that Bei Qiu was angry...
soon.
"Hello, Master Gong." A man wearing a mask knocked on the door and came in.
The man glanced at Mi Yijian who was lying on the bed, was fascinated by his mouth, and glanced at Gong Beiqiu.
Bei Qiu turned around and took a look at the male star, and immediately put down his air of fooling around in front of Mi Yijian, so as not to be too serious, nodded: "Close the door."
Mi Yijian's eyes widened. Isn't this the popular butter boy? He used to have troubles all the time, but then he popped up suddenly, and everyone knew that this butter boy's singing voice was particularly good.
"He is my artist, and he can't say what should be said or should not be said." Bei Qiu put the book in his hand on the table, looked at the male star, and said, "You know, I have already started not to say anything." Do this one."
The male star's expression changed slightly, and he said, "I..."
"However, let me make an exception for you." Bei Qiu interrupted the male star.
The male star's eyes lit up, and he said: "Master Gong taught me once last time, and I immediately became angry. Thank you, Master Gong, but recently I always have a very strange feeling. I started to feel very uneasy. I I want to improve myself as soon as possible.”
Bei Qiu took a serious look at the male star's face, made some calculations, and said, "Do you want to use the gossip and gossip of netizens to portray yourself as a man who values love and righteousness, and stir up the popularity again?"
The male star looked at Bei Qiu in surprise and nodded: "Yes, because I have become more and more uneasy recently. They say that all my songs are for my ex-girlfriend. , so I want to use this to create some hype.”
"You want to know, what will be the result of doing this?" Bei Qiu frowned slightly, how could this person be so annoying.
The male star nodded excitedly: "Yes, Master really knows everything."
"I advise you not to do this. As long as you do it, you will become a complete scumbag, and then you will be attacked by netizens. In the end, your reputation will be ruined and you will never get up again."
Bei Qiu's words made the male star's face turn pale.
Mi Yijian on the side also looked at the two curiously.
"Is it really not possible?" the male star asked with difficulty.
Bei Qiu nodded: "Yes."
The male star nodded thoughtfully, and took out an envelope from his bag, which contained a thick stack, and handed it to Bei Qiu: "Master Gong, thank you."
Bei Qiu glanced at the money and thought about it, she didn't need to pretend to be very noble, so she took it, who doesn't love money, "This is the last time I will help you, don't come to me again."
The male celebrity frowned slightly, "Master Gong thinks the money is not enough?"
"I'm making an exception for helping you today." Bei Qiu said lightly.
The male star nodded, bowed, put on a mask and went out again.
See the door close again.
Bei Qiu immediately poured out the money, two stacks!
Damn it, why does Gong Beiqiu only have less than 5,000 in his account when he makes so much money?
Mi Yijian, who was on the side, looked at Bei Qiu, who was like a money fan, and secretly remembered it in his heart. He leaned over and asked, "20,000 yuan, sister Bei Qiu, yes, I can earn it in a few words."
Bei Qiu gave him a look of understanding, and then began to count money.
"Sister Bei Qiu, how did you know what he wanted to do before?" Mi Yijian asked.
Bei Qiu put the money in her bag, patted it and said: "Everyone thinks, it will be reflected on the face. Although it is just a general idea, combined with some of his lace news, it can be almost confirmed."
"Ah." Mi Yijian was a little disappointed.
"Why, disappointed?" Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows.
"What will happen to him?" Mi Yijian asked curiously.
Bei Qiu patted his head, smiled lightly and said: "He will be ruined, and he will never recover."