Chapter 1024: Treat Mr. Zhuo well

That wretched middle-aged man is naturally the legendary No. 1 paparazzi in China, Zhuo Wei.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just met a friend, I'm late!" Zhuo Wei didn't see anything outside. After entering the room, he sat down opposite Liu Lang and Wen Kai, as if nothing happened.
This calmness made Liu Lang a little surprised.
However, thinking that Zhuo Wei makes money by breaking the celebrity's privacy, Liu Lang feels that this is also normal. Generally, there are people with skin and face, but they can't do paparazzi.
Zhuo Wei dared to call himself the No. 1 paparazzi, and the thickness of his face must have exceeded the wall of the city.
"Mr Wen, who is this?" As Liu Lang thought, Zhuo Wei had already noticed Liu Lang and asked Wen Kai with a smile.
"This is my boss, Liu Lang, Mr. Liu." Wen Kai introduced enthusiastically.
"It turns out that you are the well-known President Liu. It's a good time to meet, a good time to meet." Hearing Wen Kai's introduction, Zhuo Wei stood up with a smile on his face, and stretched out his right hand across the table.
Liu Lang raised his arm. Just when Zhuo Wei thought Liu Lang was about to shake his hand, Liu Lang held up the tea cup in front of him, and Xiao Xiao took a sip of tea.
Zhuo Wei's expression froze, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to normal. He laughed and said, "The last time I came to Nanshan, I had a meal at Golden Lion. The tea here is good."
With that said, he sat down again, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and wanted to take a sip, but found that his cup was not tea at all, but boiled water.
With a "slap", Zhuo Wei put the water glass on the table and said coldly: "President Wen, Mr. Liu, is this your way of hospitality?"
Wing Kai quickly stood up and wanted to exchange tea for Zhuo Wei. In the entertainment industry, Zhuo Wei is a plague god. No one dares to offend him. In fact, Zhuo Wei has no strong background. The reason why he dared to break the news unscrupulously depends entirely on With the spirit of a mad dog, even the top entertainment companies in China generally dare not engage in evil with Zhuowei.
"Wen Kai, sit down." Just then, Liu Lang said.
"Mr. Liu..." Wen Kai hesitated. When he asked Zhuowei, he listened to Liu Lang and wanted to settle the matter with money, but seeing Liu Lang's current attitude, it seemed that he was going to die!
In Wing Kai's view, slamming Zhuowei is the most stupid solution.
The dog bit you, do you want to bite it back? This Zhuowei is a real mad dog. Who he wants to stare at, no one will be at peace in this life.
"Wen Kai, you go downstairs and order food!" Liu Lang smiled at Wen Kai and said.
"Go downstairs to order?" Wen Kai Yimeng, this is a five-star hotel, not a tavern. It is necessary for guests to order downstairs? However, he soon understood that Liu Lang was going to distract him.
As a subordinate, he naturally has to cooperate.
"Mr. Zhuo, you are talking to Mr. Liu." After speaking, Wen Kai ran out of the box in a hurry.
When Wen Kai left, Liu Lang raised his head and looked at Zhuo Wei, "You smashed my pot with your front foot, and came to me with your back foot. Talk to me about hospitality. Doesn't it seem ridiculous?"
"Mr. Liu, it's boring to say that." Zhuo Wei curled his lips and said, "The news is that my job as a paparazzi is my job. If those stars are honest and honest, I don't think I can't do it, blame it. Blame Mr. Liu for lax investigations, and all the artists who signed were problematic artists. I did not deliberately target Liu's media."
"Do you think I will believe it?" Liu Lang sneered.
"If you believe it or not, it has anything to do with me. To be honest, I was very happy for Mr. Wen to invite me to dinner, but after meeting Mr. Liu, I suddenly lost my appetite. Therefore, I will eat this meal next time!"
Zhuo Wei stood up, turned and left.
Liu Lang was a little apart, and Zhuo Wei threw to the ground with a thump.
"Fall on the ground. It's not a good sign!" Liu Lang smiled.
"What's the matter?" Zhuo Wei struggled to stand up and looked at his feet. The brand-new red carpet was so flat that he couldn't think of what was going on.
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, Zhuo Wei continued to walk out of the box, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground again and looked up again, and found that Liu Lang had been blocking him condescendingly.
Zhuo Wei wanted to stand up again, but this time, he found that his lower body was completely unconscious.
"Let's talk about it, who made you deliberately target Liu's media?" Liu Lang knelt down and asked.
"What did you do to me?" Zhuo Wei asked in horror.
"It's nothing. Some time ago, I learned acupuncture with a master of Chinese medicine. Let me try acupuncture with you." A silver needle suddenly appeared in Liu Lang's hand and he pierced Zhuo Wei's left shoulder.
Zhuo Wei's left hand was instantly numb, and without support, his face hit the ground. Fortunately, the carpet was thicker and there was no bleeding from the collision, but he was still dizzy.
Liu Lang looked like a little chicken, picked up Zhuo Wei, and threw it onto a chair.
Zhuo Wei looked down and found that there were also two silver needles on his knees. It seemed that the loss of consciousness in the lower body was due to the two silver needles.
"Do you want another one?" Liu Lang asked.
"Liu Lang, you are abusing lynching. I want to sue you!" Zhuo Wei shouted. In addition to being a well-known paparazzi, Zhuo Wei is also a legal expert. Otherwise, he would have been accused by those celebrities that he could not even wear underwear.
"You think too much." Liu Lang curled his lips, holding a silver needle and said: "If this needle hits your head, you will immediately become a vegetable. When that happens, who knows what happened."
If Liu Lang said this when they first met, Zhuo Wei would not believe it 100%.
Because those are all routines in movies and TV.
However, now, after personally practicing, he has to believe that Liu Lang has this ability.
"It was Xu Xiru who gave me the money and asked me to secretly film and break the news. Those clues were also provided by Xu Xiru." People like Zhuo Wei can best judge the situation and understand who can provoke and who can't. Otherwise, he would have been caught. Killed. Seeing Liu Lang's stance of killing people, he immediately admitted.
"Xu Xiru? It turned out to be this grandson!"
Liu Lang understood at once.
The person who has a deep hatred with Liu's media is Xu Xiru of Nanyu Media. Wen Kai, including all the staff of Liu's Media, are all recruited from Xu Xiru's Nanyu Media.
Many artists whose contracts have expired from Nanyu Media have also signed Liu's Media. If it weren't for Starlight Entertainment to take a stake in Nanyu Media, Nanyu Media might have been in trouble.
Xu Xiru has enough reasons to deal with Liu's media.
"You came to Nanshan to see Xu Xiru, right?" Liu Lang sneered.
"Yes, we just met in the morning. He said that he still has a few fierce news from Liu's media artists. Let me find someone to continue to shoot the news secretly." Zhuo Wei answered honestly.
"Very good." Liu Lang nodded and stretched out his hand to remove the three silver needles from Zhuo Wei. Zhuo Wei's arms and legs immediately regained consciousness.
Even so, Zhuo Wei did not dare to make any moves.
I was afraid that Liu Lang would take a shot on his head.
Liu Lang took out his cell phone and dialed Wing Kai’s number, "Wing Kai, come up quickly when you order a good meal. We have to entertain Mr. Zhuo today."