Lanting Hotel follows a high-end route, with beautiful surroundings and complete service facilities.
The crew booked single rooms, on the twelfth floor.
But after getting on the elevator, Huo Mutian directly took them to the presidential suite on the top floor.
Wen Qiao looked at Huo Mutian warily, "What do you want to do?"
Huo Mutian swiped the room card to open the door and nodded inside, "You go in first."
Wen Qiao remained unmoved, "You tell what you want first, then I’ll go in."
Huo Mutian had no option but to say, "This is your reward."
"Reward? What reward?" Wen Qiao looked puzzled, "What have I done for you that you would give a reward?"
Huo Mutian coughed twice and scratched his eyebrows with the room card, "It’s not that you helped with sothing, just helped get on the trending search..."
"Trending search?" Jiang Yao was far more sensitive to these two words than Wen Qiao. As she took out her phone, she asked, "What trending search?"
She just took out her phone, even before opening Weibo, she saw the push notification on the lock screen—
"Lanting Real Estate’s Huo Mutian personally picks up a popular actress at the airport, flirts affectionately in the parking lot, close relationship."
The familiarity of this headline made Jiang Yao instantly associate it with the trending headline "Good things are near" about Ye Shengnan a few days ago.
Are today’s marketing accounts so unprofessional?
Do they just copy-paste the headlines directly?
Wen Qiao also leaned over to take a look. Her cold hadn’t dulled her reactions, and since she and Huo Mutian were of the sa kind, when she saw the first photo, she understood what was going on.
The paparazzi who took the photos were arranged by him in advance.
Because the photos were just too deliberate, leaning sitting on the front of the car, looking down at a forty-five-degree angle to check the ti, her long legs were obviously shot from a good angle.
This paparazzo might as well be Huo Mutian’s personal photographer.
Wen Qiao took a deep breath, her chest heaving continuously. Seeing this, Huo Mutian took a step back, raised his hands and pressed down, "Calm down, calm down! It’s a society governed by law now, not to ntion murder, even hitting people is against the law."
Wen Qiao closed her eyes, revealed a smile, and said through gritted teeth, "Do you know that defamation and infringing on soone’s reputation and portrait rights are also illegal?"
"..." Huo Mutian paused for a mont, then said, "Given our relationship, talking about rights seems a bit distant, and besides, your face isn’t even clearly shown in the photos."
"Is this your justification for plotting against ? Do you think it’s my first day with Fu Jinghen, and he wouldn’t recognize in the photo?" Wen Qiao kicked out, "No wonder you were so attentive to today, I should have known there’s no good intentions behind a weasel wishing a hen Happy New Year!"
"Not only did I not get paid for acting with you, but the first thing you say when we et is scolding ." Wen Qiao slamd the car door, snatched the bag from Jiang Yao’s hands, and swung it at Huo Mutian, "I was planning to go public in a few days, and now you’ve created this ss for , how am I supposed to go public, huh? You tell !"
Huo Mutian blocked Wen Qiao’s attack while retreating, "You didn’t tell when you were going public. If you had told in advance, I definitely wouldn’t have used you."
"You have the nerve to be reasonable," Wen Qiao was even more furious, "Did you pay a performance fee? Did you notify in advance? You’re doing everything first and asking later!"
"Alright, alright!"
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