Entertainment and Cheng Xiaoguo Wake Up System After Divorce

　　You can see him anywhere.

　　small fruit

　　Indifferently: "Producer Zhao, I just came back at this time."

　　"Yeah, my friend had a few drinks, you are"

　　"Meet a friend."

　　"Oh, but, are you okay? Your body seems to be a little empty, and your face is so red. Did you go for a run just now or what?"

　　"Well, I couldn't sleep for a while after doing some intense exercise. Now I want to talk to my friends."

　　"Oh, Miss Cheng has so many friends!"

　　Producer Zhao laughed, then looked at the lighted floor that Cheng Xiaoguo pressed at the elevator entrance, but when he saw that floor, he was stunned.

　　Thirty-ninth floor.

　　That's the floor of the presidential suite. There are only two presidential suites in this hotel.

　　Producer Zhao couldn't help frowning, his eyes rolled and he said with a smile: "Miss Cheng, your friend's status is not low."

　　Cheng Xiaoguo was stunned for a moment, but when she saw the lighted floor, she immediately understood and smiled lightly: "This friend is very important to me, come here to see me today."

　　"Can you recommend it?"

　　Producer Zhao laughed.

　　"It's not good"

　　Cheng Xiaoguo's mouth twitched slightly.

　　Although Zhao's identity is not ordinary, but why does this guy want to get a piece of the pie? Picking up his friends by himself, it seems that it has nothing to do with you. "It's okay, Miss Cheng, your friend can naturally be mine. friend's."

　　Producer Zhao patted his chest and said.

　　Cheng Xiaoguo laughed.

　　If you are sick, what is called my friend can become your friend, you are an onion.

　　Cheng Xiaoguo's smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, she waved her hand and said coldly, "Producer Zhao, my friend doesn't see other people casually, so forget it."

　　"That would be a pity."

　　Producer Zhao spread his hands.

　　Cheng Xiaoguo smiled.

　　At this time, the elevator door opened, Cheng Xiaoguo walked in directly, and the elevator door slowly closed.

　　The moment it closes.

　　The smile on Producer Zhao's face became a little stiff.

　　The two friends beside him looked at each other and seemed to see some clues.

　　"Lao Zhao, do you have an idea for this little star?"

　　"Little star, she is a big star now. If the starship goes smoother, it will be fine for her to become popular for a long time."

　　"So you want to hold her up?"

　　"I want to support her, but she doesn't follow suit. The most important thing is that I can't figure out her ways."

　　"No, is there any woman you can't figure out?"

　　"Anyway, it's always a little weird. She is directly in the presidential suite. People who can live in the presidential suite can be ordinary people? The presidential suite is 580 a night. Even if I live in it, I have to apply for funding from my family."

　　"You mean, she was wrapped up in her"

　　"It shouldn't be, Cheng Xiaoguo doesn't look like that kind of person. If she can really be embraced, why would she reject my kindness?"

　　"Unless that person's status and wealth are far higher than yours"

　　""

　　Producer Zhao looked at his two bad friends, and then waved his hands impatiently and said, "Come on, I can handle some things myself, you two, don't worry about me."

　　"Che, what do you mean by worrying about Lao Zhao? Hello, we'll be fine! Come on, if you really like this little girl, we can think of a way to make her submit."

　　The two looked at each other and laughed grimly.

　　"any solution"

　　Producer Zhao looked at the two.

　　"Of course there are some decisive solutions! Looking at your tangled appearance, I'm afraid you haven't been chasing her less these days, and you said just now that she's not on the road at all. Your feeling of getting what you want, our brothers. It's very understandable."

　　The two laughed.

　　"Don't talk to me about these useless things, what do you want to do?"

　　Producer Zhao frowned slightly.

　　The two whispered a few words in his ear, and Producer Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.

Chapter [-] It turns out that this guy is not simple! (Please subscribe! Second update!)

Second update! Thirty-ninth floor.

　　presidential suite.

　　Not Zhang Fan's room.

　　Wang Shaocong took off his glasses and put his phone aside.

　　From the mobile phone screen, you can see almost all the information about Zhang Fan. The pages of this website are invisible to other ordinary people, and the information above is extremely detailed.

　　A pretty woman hooked his neck and sat in her arms: "Young Master Cong, you're not sleeping yet."

　　"Why are you here to warm the bed for me, I don't want to do anything else!"

　　Wang Shaocong glared at her and pushed her away impatiently.

　　The pretty woman had a look of resentment on her face, let go of her hand, and lay down on the bed honestly.

　　Wang Shaocong supported his waist with his left hand and touched his chin with his right hand. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the peaceful city.

　　Zhang Fan's information is very general.

　　Orphanage grew up.

　　Work was blank before entering Yang's Entertainment.

　　I honestly worked in the Yang family for seven years and got married, but I couldn't find out who they were married to.

　　Then he suddenly showed a variety of skills, stood out in Yang's entertainment, and even became a minority shareholder with a certain share.

　　The relationship with Boss Yang Yaya Zhang Zifeng is unclear, even Boss Yang and Yaya Zhang Zifeng's people live in Zhang Fan's home "Boss Yang, Boss Yang"

　　Wang Shaocong said repeatedly in his mouth, his right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

　　Hard to do.

　　There is also a relationship between this kid and Boss Yang, which makes Wang Shaocong a little depressed.

　　It doesn't matter if other women are not touching, but Boss Yang is the inverse scale in his heart.

　　If Zhang Fan really touched Boss Yang, Wang Shaocong would be a little angry.

　　"Are you still asleep?"

　　"Sleep your sister, just lie on the bed honestly!"

　　"So cruel to people"

　　"It's not your first time."

　　Wang Shaocong said without looking back.

　　The woman snorted softly and turned away.

　　"Looks like it's time to investigate Zhang Fan."

　　Wang Shaocong nodded.

　　He was curious.

　　Especially when he seriously watched the games Zhang Fan played and the fingering movements he taught himself, he became even more curious.

　　Ordinary people can never have fingering like that.

　　If Zhang Fan was so arrogant before, how could he have been willing to sink for so many years without saying anything else.

　　As far as Zhang Fan's understanding of the game's tactics, if Zhang Fan was younger and directly joined the professional team, there would be no problem with being a few million less a year.

　　How could it be unknown before? Wang Shaocong is a curious person, a good cat, but he can't kill the local tyrant.

　　He has to figure it out.

　　Zhang Fan thought about what happened in those years, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message, then all he needed to do was to wait for the news quietly.

　　only.

　　He had just finished texting when there was a knock on the door.

　　Wang Shaocong walked to the door unhurriedly and took him to the lobby of the presidential suite.

　　The man stood straight in front of Zhang Fan, took out a USB flash drive in his hand, and put it into the laptop on the table. After some operations, a video from the monitor's perspective appeared on it.

　　Wang Shaocong was stunned when he saw it.

　　The surveillance video is taken from the hotel surveillance.

　　This person is Wang Shaocong's bodyguard captain.

　　"Young Master Cong, you're right, Zhang Fan is really unusual, look at the people above, do you feel familiar?"

　　The bodyguard pointed at the screen with his finger.

　　"Nonsense, I have watched her live broadcast, can I not look familiar?"

　　Wang Shaocong crossed his fingers and supported his chin, looking at the screen intently and said.