Chapter 26: Chapter 26: Can’t Discuss How Paparazzi Are Hated Publicly?
Lu Wanwan stared skyward.
“Xiaozhao’s Fruit phone does the shooting, how could it be bad?”
Writing articles and arranging the layout, the headline for the next issue was changed at the last minute; the entire cover was redesigned, and everything had to be finalized before going to print.
For these past few days, Lu Wanwan had been as busy as a dog, eating and drinking in front of the computer while arranging the suddenly inserted articles and the editor-in-chief kept sending over Bai Lingyun’s schedule and information.
The editor-in-chief actually handed over this star, known for having the most blind spots and being the hardest to dig up dirt on in the entertainment industry, directly to her.
Do well, and the future profits will pour in.
Do poorly, and if she couldn’t dig up more dirt, she would have accomplished nothing.
Tang Xiao was so sympathetic; it was a do-or-die situation.
Getting Bai Lingyun’s scandalous photo last time must have been sheer luck; otherwise, for a star like Bai Lingyun who has such a strong wife squad, it would be impossible to debut for so long without scandals breaking out.
As for the matter of the Gu’s mysterious successor, a team had already been specially arranged to investigate the entire building, which had nothing to do with her.
After a few days of nervous deliberation, Lu Wanwan suddenly remembered she could simply send Xiaozhao a WeChat message telling him to never drive that car near the company again, or she would ‘die’ for him to see!
In front of these colleagues who were deeply immersed in gossip and supervisors who would go to any lengths for a scandal, once they found out who was in the car, they would definitely do everything they could to get Gu Annan’s private information.
Now, even with a hundred guts, she wouldn’t dare to expose him.
At a high-end golf course.
Gu Annan held a golf club, looking absent-mindedly into the distance.
The man playing next to him wore a crisp smile on his lips.
After taking his shot, he handed the club to the caddy and got a bottle of mineral water, “Oh, by the way, Jiayi has been making a fuss these past two days, insisting that I explain things to you. I said it’s unnecessary; you wouldn’t care, but she just doesn’t believe me.”
Gu Annan showed little reaction, seeing that he had finished, he also tossed his club aside and sat down next to him.
“The person in charge at Dijing personally called to apologize, saying they had no idea how the sneak photography happened at their venue.”
Gu Annan crossed his legs lazily, “Really?”
After Ji Shaoyang finished his drink, while twisting the bottle cap, he said, “Jiayi and Bai Lingyun were just accidental victims too. They aren’t even close; it was just a polite greeting when they met, such a coincidence to be photographed. And now ‘Zui Entertainment’ is selling out, beyond control. How has that tabloid not been sued into oblivion, huh?”
Gu Annan’s gaze drifted elsewhere.
“Paparazzi are really species that get chased and beaten down the street, especially ‘Zui Entertainment’,” Ji Shaoyang said with some anger.
That damn tabloid wrote stuff like, “Ji Shaoyang is suspected of wanting to enter the entertainment circle, using his sister’s and Bai Lingyun’s scandal to generate buzz…”
What nonsense, as if he coveted that circle?
Gu Annan suddenly turned his head, casting a warning cold glance at him.
“What? Did I say something wrong?” Ji Shaoyang looked askance, “How is my comment about paparazzi getting chased and beaten in the streets inaccurate? Can’t say that?”
After repeating it once, Gu Annan’s expression grew even darker.
“Xiaozhao, what’s wrong with your boss, Gu?” Ji Shaoyang looked baffled, “Xiaozhao, what are you smiling so happily about, finally off the market? Found springtime?”
Zhao Chen stood off to the side, watching as the message on WeChat from Lu Wanwan, accompanied by a super funny begging emoji, popped up.
He couldn’t help but laugh when he saw it, and Ji Shaoyang happened to catch that moment.
“Of course not, it’s just a message from Miss Lu…” he explained.
“Miss Lu?” Ji Shaoyang echoed with a smile.
Zhao Chen’s smiling face suddenly froze.