Chapter 3:

Fangallo took the elevator to the parking lot and quickly recognized the original owner's car. He seems to be very rusty with the skill of driving, but he is full of strong interest. First, he carefully observed the dashboard, familiarized with various functions, and then touched the steering wheel and automatic transmission. His dark eyes flashed brightly, but it was a bit childlike. .
Familiar with the settings in the car, he closed his eyes and seemed to remember how to operate the steel machine. When he opened it, he directly ignited the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out of the parking lot at a very fast speed. The car's tail swayed a few times when it came to the exit, and it seemed to hit, but it quickly became stable and disappeared.
Half an hour later, Fangallo arrived at Xinghui Entertainment Company, and came to the office of agent Cao Xiaofeng familiarly, just knocked on the door and saw an ashtray smashing head-on.
"You finally appeared! Where have you gone these three days? Did you die? I would rather you die, so that I can give you a funeral directly, put your bad things and your coffin Throw it together in the incinerator and burn it to save everyone else! Do you know how badly STARS has been hurt by you? All the endorsements I just received were mixed by you! You fly alone, you now Fly solo! If you knew you would have today, the day you proposed solo I should let you get away with those resources! "
Fangallo caught the ashtray and put it back on the table smoothly and steadily, his expression very weak. In the memory of the original owner, this attitude of Cao Xiaofeng towards him was not the way it is now. He used to be so flattered, but now he is arrogantly cursing, and it turns out that turning his face is faster than turning the book.
Cao Xiaofeng was far too lazy to look at the young man, stood up, and pressed with anger, "Let's go, President Liu wants to see you."
Fan Jialuo silently followed behind Cao Xiaofeng, a pair of dark eyes swept the interior of the company from time to time, his expression was neither worried nor fearful, but he seemed to be a tourist, even a little bit of interest.
The two crossed the corridor and took the elevator to the deputy general office on the 28th floor. The staff of the secretariat blocked the door and said lukewarmly: "Mr. Liu is still busy, you wait first."
"Eh, okay." Cao Xiaofeng nodded and responded with a waist, then gave Van Galo a hard look.
The secretary's original intention was to let Fangallo punish the station at the door and wait until President Liu summoned him to enter again, but he didn't seem to have the consciousness, and he didn't know how big the basket he had stabbed. He went straight to the rest area and found a photo Sit down on the soft sofa, take out your phone and look at it.
Nowadays, as long as the Internet is open, all over the world are van Gogharo's black material. Various malicious languages ​​have already captured his Weibo page. The number of fans who originally surpassed 10 million is now up to 20 million, and half of them are specifically added. Scolding him, the remaining half of them were all turned black, desperately stepped back, and there were very few diehard fans. They were pinched by the majority of netizens as soon as they emerged, and they were also given the name of "brain disabled".
If you change to a star who is relying on traffic, it is estimated that it has collapsed, but Van Gogh is like no one. He has not closed the Weibo comment, nor has he hid and wept, but the old is presenting with great interest. I read all the news about myself.
Cao Xiaofeng didn't see him indifferently, he was about to go over and scold him, but he saw two tall and beautiful young men hurriedly come over. It was Gao Yize and Sun Ying, the other two members of the STARS group.
"You are here." Cao Xiaofeng immediately greeted him with a full expression of concern.
The three stood in a conversation and spoke quickly, as if discussing whitewashing. Fangalo looked at the two teammates of the original owner with one hand, and his casual expression turned into concentration, and then turned into interest. If you look closer, the sharp-eyed person will find out-his pupil has somehow shrunk into two thin lines, like the vertical pupil of a beast. The dark eyes are now unfathomable.
Suddenly, Gao Yize felt cold all over, and he could not help looking up at the rest area, and found that the culprit had also come, and immediately showed an expression of hate and iron, but he could not bear the seizure. Sun Ying also saw Van Gogh, but he was not as well-guarded as the captain, but he plopped his sleeves and prepared to dry.
Cao Xiaofeng took him a hand and whispered: "This is a public place, you should pay attention. Now I don't know how many eyes are on you, don't make trouble."
Gao Yize pressed Sun Ying's shoulder and put a few words in his ear to appease the young man who was about to breathe fire.
Legend has it that Mr. Liu, who is busy working, heard the noise outside and said loudly: "Are Ozawa and Xiaoying coming? Come in."
The three never looked at Van Gogh, and Yu Guan walked into the office.
The staff on this floor commuted to and from the rest area, but no one took care of Van Gogh as if he was air. This time, Mr. Liu brought Van Gogh to prepare to hide him. This is no longer a secret in the company.
In the past, in the face of the Fan family, Zhao Wenyan, the governor of Xinghui, took care of Van Gogh. But this time, Zhao Wenyan only withdrew the scandals and hot searches about himself and Van Gogh, and did not suppress the black materials, which shows that he is not incapable of smoothing these things, but just willing to stand by.
As the so-called ups and downs, several whitewashing plans made by the Public Relations Department have also been shelved by high-level officials, and instead focus on the other two members, with the intention of letting them clarify their relationship with Van Gogh. If properly operated, Gao Yize and Sun Ying can also gain higher popularity and attention by selling miserable, powder abuse, comparison, contrast and other means. Relying on the so-called misfortune, the company is preparing to guide public opinion in a better direction.
Such a situation is not worse for Vanguard, and if the company's strategy works, his career and future will be ruined. However, he did not show any worries at the moment, but instead borrowed a notebook and a pen from the secretary, and slowly described what he was doing.
The other three talked with General Manager Liu in the office. After more than half an hour, Sun Ying took the lead and Cao Xiaofeng and Gao Yize remained inside to discuss the countermeasures. Whether it is talent or appearance, Gao Yize belongs to the top of the entertainment circle, and is the most popular idol in the team. It is understandable that the company values ​​him more.
Sun Ying and Gao Yize had a closer relationship than their brothers, and they did not feel jealous. After closing the door, they walked vigorously towards Van Galo and whispered: "Let's go talk in the stairwell."
"What are you talking about?" Fangallo asked with a smile.
"Come with me!" Sun Ying grabbed his collar and dragged him away. The staff who came and went knowing that Sun Ying might be able to do it, but did not stop it. What is the matter of Van Gogh ’s life?
With a loud bang, the door of the stairwell was kicked open by Sun Ying, and then Van Gogh was slammed against the wall by him, nearly smashing the bones behind. Fangallo finally frowned, showing a rare expression of pain.
"If you are interested, you will actively post a Weibo to apologize to the public, and then announce that you will withdraw from the group, don't drag me and Zege. The three days you have disappeared, Zege has barely closed your eyes and has been dealing with your mess. We are a Overall, Zege and I will also help you to bear part of the losses caused by your breach of contract. How can you be so embarrassed? "Sun Ying gritted his teeth.
Van Gogh lazily leaned against the wall, his tone indifferent: "Without the fascination of the Van Gogh behind me, can you be as red as now? Can you get resources that are hard to get for a star? You dipped my light and took it I have so many benefits, you do n’t feel embarrassed, how could I?
The reason why the resources of the STARS men's team are so against the sky is indeed a direct causal relationship with Van Gogh. Even though Sun Ying was so angry, he couldn't find any words to refute. But then I thought that Van Gogh was no longer the master of the Van Gogh family, and his plan to fly alone was completely stranded, and Sun Ying's mood was a little more cheerful. At first, this person was determined to dissolve the combination, but now it has become the one who has been abandoned.
The two were stalemate. Gao Yize came to him and dragged Sun Ying behind him, glaring helplessly at each other, and then looked at Van Galo, with a gentle voice: "Garo, I said to General Liu. , I will help you bear part of your liquidated damages. After all, I am your captain. I have the responsibility to take care of you and to maintain our team. You go back to rest for a while and wait until the storm calms down. If you have difficulties, you can Call me anytime, my phone is open for you 24 hours. "
Gao Yize held out his hand while talking, trying to rub the head of the young man, but he was avoided by the other party. Looking into the opponent's black eyes without impurities, he felt a coolness in his heart. Somehow, the typed abdominal manuscript suddenly forgot to be clean.
Fangalodine looked at Gao Yize, then smiled softly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it, I don't need your help." He tore off a page in his notebook and folded it into Gao In Yize's hands, he said slowly, "Give you a piece of advice, don't go high, because death is only the beginning of destruction."
The cool fingertips gently touched Gao Yize's cheeks, and stayed on his fragile neck for a few seconds. Then, the young man who smiled lightly but showed no evil at all, walked down the stairs slowly. The slender back was gradually engulfed in dim light.
Gao Yize froze for a while before lying on the railing and shouted: "Gallo, you come back, Liu always has something to tell you! Galo, Galo!"
Sun Ying chased down the stairs, and after a while he ran back breathlessly and waved his hand: "Ze Ge, Van Gogh is gone! It should be the elevator on the floor below. What the is going on? So much black material Doesn't he care? He thought he was the grandfather of the Fan family! Who would die if he had such a temperament? Zege, don't worry about him, just follow President Liu's words and leave him alone. "
"Let me think about it again. We are a team after all, we can't fall into the rock." Gao Yize shook his head and walked out of the stairwell with anxiety.
Cao Xiaofeng greeted him and asked, "Where is Fangallo? President Liu wants to see him."
"He's gone!" Sun Ying said angrily.
"What? Let him come is willing to give him another chance, after going through the snow, he may still be able to turn over, how can he go? Well, I can't control him if he wants to die from the dead, let him go! My Weibo account is given to me, and I will let the PR department operate it. Isn't Fangallo good at it? Then help you pad your feet and send you up a journey, and now he only has this effect. "
Sun Ying immediately handed over the account, Gao Yize hesitated, but finally made a choice in the persuasion of the agent and teammates.
Fangaro, who was regarded as a stepping stone, was already sitting on the original owner's small sports car, igniting the engine happily, preparing to stroll around the magnificent city along the ring line. He did not mind the scandal of the original owner at all, but he would not be easily fooled. The black materials posted on the Internet, especially the videos, are mostly close in angle, and the picture quality is relatively clear and stable. It is impossible for someone who is not particularly intimate to get a sneak shot. So he knew from the beginning that the real breaking people were not paparazzi, but people who got along with the original owner day and night.
Among these people, who is the most suspected? Except for two teammates or assistants, Fangallo did not think about him. After seeing Sun Ying and Gao Yize, he had determined the black hand behind the scenes, but he was not interested in revenge. Because he had foreseen that this combination would disintegrate from the inside without any pressure from others, and then disappear completely. He didn't need to wash it at all, let alone give any explanation.
The red supercar roared and left the Xinghui Building. At the same time, Gao Yize also opened the paper, and his face changed suddenly.
"Hey, what is this! Was Van Gaal just stuffing it to you?" Sun Ying also saw the content on the paper, and his tongue was suddenly scared.
"I see!" Cao Xiaofeng took the paper and looked at it carefully, then his hands were shaking with anger. I saw a corpse with a broken brain on the paper. The facial features were twisted, and my eyes were wide, as if to die. The black bloodstains were flowing around the body, forming a pool of blood. The broken limbs were folded in a very strange gesture, called The man looked sick. However, what is more frightening is that this corpse is actually Gao Yize.
Prior to this, Cao Xiaofeng never knew that Fangallo would paint, and it was so vivid that even the reflections in the muddy pupils of the corpse were clearly visible. Those reflections were a group of people and several buildings, one of them was in the most In front, he held something similar to a camera in his hand, as if taking pictures of the body. All the details are so detailed and realistic, as if everything in the painting will be staged in the future.
Cao Xiaofeng chilled in his heart, and reluctantly settled, said: "This is intimidation! Van Gollo, you wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must die you!"
Sun Ying patted Gao Yize's shoulder and continued to comfort, all eyes were disgusted with Van Gogh.
Gao Yize suppressed his inner panic, pretending not to mind, but there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.