Chen Canaan stood tall and righteous against the wind under Qiao Wen's searching gaze.
Jovian laughed softly and shook his head.
In fact, if you think about it with your toes, this matter is 80% unrelated to him. Although violent behavior is not desirable, but used on people like Eisen can not hurt, it is always for their own sake.
He didn't pursue the root of the matter, only leaned his chin on Chen Canaan's shoulder and smiled, "Brother Nan, thank you!"
In the past, when Qiao Wen was close to himself, Chen Canaan only felt that it was his younger brother relying on his elder brother, however, at this moment, with that face behind him pressed against the side of his neck, he suddenly felt his heart itching to go ape, and he simply couldn't help but tremble.
"That ...... Little Joe, sit still and be careful of falling."
Jovian laughed and sat upright, only for him to say "be careful", and instead of holding his hands at his waist, he wrapped them tightly around his thin waist.
Chen Canaan was calm on the surface, but inwardly he was roaring and screaming.
Back at the tenement, it was still early, and as he said goodbye on the second floor, Qiao Wen casually asked, "Nan, are you coming down to sleep tonight?"
Chen Canaan internal struggle all the way, at this moment heard him such an invitation, simply scared a jolt, hurriedly want to cover up the head touch said, "No it, recently I and Howie and I is not a change of bed it, also quite spacious, will not come down to squeeze you."
Jovian laughed, "I don't mind you squeezing."
Chen Canaan said in his heart but I smack myself.
He grinned at Jovian and ran up the stairs with three steps to escape.
Jovian looked at him and shook his head as he disappeared.
His intuition told him that Chen Canaan was a bit odd, as for what kind of oddity, he wasn't sure for a while, but this guy couldn't hide a secret and should soon take the initiative to explain.
Early the next morning, having just walked into the office of the Bright Moon Factory.
Lin Zihui then grabbed Qiao Wen's arm and said indignantly, "Li Xingchen's work outside of the TV station is handled by his cousin, I talked to his cousin on the phone last night, do you know how much the other party offered?"
"How much?"
Lin Zihui raised one palm: "Half a million a year, this is higher than many big name movie stars, it's simply a lion's share of the money, and that cousin of his has an extremely arrogant attitude, relying on having a big star cousin, tugging like two and a half million."
Qiao Wen mused, the profession of star agent in this era was far from standardized, TV stars like Li Xing Chen who were paid, the TV station allowed them to take private jobs, and the ones who handled this aspect of the work were usually family friends.
He had read Li Xing Chen's information, his birth was very ordinary, and even a bit poor. With overnight popularity and fame and fortune, it was natural for one person to be a winner, and it was not surprising that the people around him swelled up because they had such an ATM as him.
However, he read what the newspapers wrote about Li Xingchen, but he was a modest gentleman, and he didn't know if it was his real character or just an appearance.
"Half a million dollars a year is indeed too expensive, I'll try to see if I can cross over him as a cousin and directly find Li Xingchen to talk about it."
Lin Zi Hui said, "The big star is a busy man, he doesn't care about these things, if you want to find him, you can only go through his cousin. There are so many fans squatting downstairs at the Bao Zhu station every day, but they haven't squatted to him, so how are you going to find him?"
Qiao Wen laughed, "I can't find it, but the paparazzi in Hong Kong City who follow him surely know his itinerary, just spend some money to buy a copy."
"Yeah oh, doggies are best bribed."
After the agreement, Qiao Wen went to contact a tabloid paparazzi that had recently specialized in following Li Xing Chen, and the other party was really money-minded, charging a hundred dollars to generously give him one of Li Xing Chen's trips every other day.
I have to say that the Hong Kong City paparazzi really live up to their reputation, tracking ability is comparable to the police, this trip is very private, it is a private dinner with a rich young man in an upscale western restaurant in the Saigon district.
Qiaowen originally wanted to blend into the restaurant and find a chance to talk to someone, but when he arrived at the place, he realized that the restaurant had been chartered and he couldn't get in at all.
He was really just trying it out, not so much as to lose his mind and spoil the fun, only to realize, as he turned to leave, that there were several sneaky paparazzi ambushed in the street outside the restaurant. One of them was particularly conspicuous, tall, wearing a duck-tongued hat, with a camera hanging in front of him, staring intently at the restaurant's movements for fear of accidentally missing it.
Isn't this Jiang Yu Feng?
When did Wo Hing Society's Double Flower Red Stick become a paparazzo? How come he doesn't know?
Since he came back from Vietnam, he hasn't seen Jiang Yufeng again. Although it is a life-long friendship, but after all, is not a world of people, walking a different road, no one deliberately to meet and contact.
Seeing him in this state at the moment, Qiao Wen simply thought that he had recognized the wrong person.
He hesitated for a moment before walking over and slapping the other man on his broad shoulder, calling out, "Brother Wind!"
Jiang Yu Feng turned his head to see him, a flash of surprise appeared on his cold face, "Wen, why are you here?"
Jovian laughed and said, "I should be the one to ask you that question, right?"
Jiang Yu Feng looked around at his "counterparts", pulled him to the side, whispered: "My sister will soon have a birthday, she recently very much like Li Xing Chen, has always wanted his signature photo, I asked Li Xing Chen today in this side, so I brought a few photos to try my luck, see if I can get the autographs. "
Qiao Wen cried and laughed, "You pretended to be a paparazzo just to ask for Li Xingchen's autograph?"
Jiang Xuefeng showed a rare hint of embarrassment, "I can't just go and stop people, that would scare them into calling the police, right?"
Qiao Wen nodded, this was true, Jiang Yu Feng's fierce and cold looks rushed towards the rich and famous stars, nine times out of ten, he would be taken as a kidnapper.
He shook his head in amusement, "It's a blessing to be Wind's sister."
Jiang Yu Feng sighed despondently and said, "I can't do much for her either, I just thought it would be good to do something small to make her happy for a while." He paused and, as if remembering something, asked, "What about you? What are you doing here?"
Qiao Wen said, "I'm also here to look for Li Xing Chen, our new clothing brand wants to find him to do advertisements, but the price quoted by the people on his side is too expensive, so I thought I could talk to him directly." Said, shrugging his shoulders, "Originally I wanted to go into the restaurant to look for opportunities, I didn't realize that such a big restaurant was fully wrapped up, these broad youngsters are really throwing away a lot of money."
As the two were talking, the paparazzi over there suddenly stirred, "It's out! Out!"
Qiao Wen and Jiang Yu Feng looked up and saw Li Xing Chen walking out from inside the restaurant. He was wearing a pair of large black sunglasses and a white shirt and black pants. Although those glasses covered the important features of his face, it was still evident that the real person was even more handsome and handsome than the TV, and he had an indescribable charm between his hands and feet.
The original book is mentioned Li Xing Chen, he is Lin Zi Hui later film company under the banner of a brother, but the book is mainly focused on Lin Zi Hui how to beat the face of the abusive slag, career line are roughly skimmed over the end of the refreshing, his achievements in the movie and the history of development, as with the dream of this brand of clothing, did not recount the details. Li Xing Chen is naturally just a background character.
Without waiting for the paparazzi to gather around him, a man beside him who looked three times like him, but who had obviously jerry-rigged the material when he was cast, and tall bodyguards, menacingly stopped the people, and, without accepting a single interview, got into a black car that drove up to meet them.
Jiang Yu Feng chased past, naturally, even people did not touch the corner of the clothes, not to mention to get a signed photo. Visible he today this "paparazzi" identity to fail to end.
He didn't think anything of it, having originally come to try his luck.
"Come on, we'll go back together." He walked over to Jovian and spread his hands, smiling a little helplessly.
Jovian also shook his head with a smile.
Jiang Yu Feng drove a small pickup truck over, the two get on the car, Qiao Wen just to close the window, suddenly glimpsed a car next to the man sitting on the passenger side is holding a scuffed bright look machete in the rubbing.
He subconsciously looked at Li Xingchen's dark blue Mercedes-Benz in front of him again, and this black car was clearly following.
Jovian let out a soft, "No?"
Jiang Yu Feng asked as he started the car, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Wen casually said, "That car in front, it seems like it's trying to kidnap Li Xingchen."
"What?" Jiang Yu Feng's thick eyebrows furrowed as he stepped on the gas to follow, "That won't do, if something happens to Li Xing Chen, my sister mustn't be heartbroken."
Jovian: "????"
It is common for big rich stars to be kidnapped in Hong Kong City, this is the responsibility of the police, he was going to go to the nearby police station to provide a clue, but he did not expect Jiang Youfeng to follow him directly.
But seeing that the people in that car just now were holding knives and not guns, I don't think they were any scary tough guys. There were four people on Li Xing Chen's side plus the driver, and one of them was a tall bodyguard, so it shouldn't be that easy to kidnap someone.
He looked at Jiang Yunfeng, this is the double flower red stick of the Hexing Society, one person can beat seven or eight of them, maybe they rushed over to pick up the slack and have a heroic rescue.
Feng was able to get an autographed photo for his sister, and he himself had the opportunity to talk directly with Star Lee about advertising.
So he sat honestly in the passenger seat and didn't say anything else.
Li Xing Chen did not know where he was going, the black Mercedes-Benz car gradually drove into a secluded lane, driving suddenly stopped, it turned out that there was a roadblock in front of him across the center of the road.
The driver got out of the car and was about to move the barricade out of the way, when the car following him leapt down five people with knives and surrounded the stopped car, and opened the door to pull the people inside.
Trip that bodyguard is quite brave, roared out, blocking the car door and a few thugs fight to the death. As for the old driver to move the roadblock, see this situation, has been scared to hide in place trembling.
Jiang Yu Feng parked the car, explained that Qiao Wen don't come out, copied a wrench from the car, rolled up his sleeve to reveal the over the hill wind tattoo on his hand, got out of the car and rushed forward with big strides.
Jovian slumped against the window, calmly watching the fight ahead.
Thrill!
Stimulation!
After Jiang Xuefeng had opened up four thugs in a row with a wrench, he slowly got out of the car and walked up. As he approached the Mercedes, the fifth thug also held his head to the bottom.
Jiang Yu Feng glanced at him and nodded, casually wiping the murder weapon in his hand and opening the back door of the Mercedes.
The two men inside, one bloodless and the other ghostly, were obviously both terrified.
Jiang Youfeng calmly and calmly wiped the blood from his hands while asking, "Are you guys alright?"
This action of wiping his blood with his cold looks treacherous tattoos, all exudes the temperament of a murderous maniac, and the ghostly youth, who has been scared, has even knotted his tongue, "How much money do you ...... want? We all give you, you don't hurt us."
Jiang Youfeng frowned, suddenly remembered something as if he took out two photos from his pocket and handed them to the youth who didn't say a word with a pale face, "By the way, can you please sign the photos for me?"