The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Leader Liu: "Last time, the top streamer said that he wanted to block you on the show, but you are still alive and kicking, but he is cool now."

Jiang Chan: "Fans have sharp eyes, and everyone can't accept that their idol is such a dirty and lowly person. I believe that justice is still on my side. Since they want to come to this show to build reputation, they should Make sure you stand upright and don't expect others to help them pass the buck."

"After all, journalists should tell the truth and do real things, instead of giving up their moral bottom line for petty profits."

The director was excited by Jiang Chan's words, and he shouted: "Okay, let's do it tonight!"

Jiang Chan smiled: "Thank you, Director, you have to help me check, and help me call the police before the show ends, so that this guy can escape."

Upon hearing this, the team members winked at each other. How many is this? Two have been taken away from this show. Could it be that Huang Wei's agent is the third? Think about what they still feel looking forward to.

Huang Wei is in a good mood today. As a gallery manager, can he be in a bad mood when he can appear on Murphy's show? At present, Murphy's shows are popular all over the country. Every time the show starts, the outdoor LED screens will be put on directly.

Thinking of how much influence this show will bring to his gallery, Huang Wei's footsteps are a little more brisk. Especially when he thought of a thorny rose sitting across from him, Huang Wei felt even more excited.

After sitting down in the studio, Jiang Chan and Huang Wei shook hands: "Hello, Manager Huang, we'll start the draft in two minutes."

Huang Wei squinted his eyes: "Hello host, the host is even more beautiful than what I see on TV. Do I have the honor to invite the host to dinner after the show is over?"

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Of course, I'll see Broker Huang when I have time."

Backstage everyone laughed and laughed, went to see him, where to meet? See you in prison? Think it's pretty Coke.

The head of the station couldn't help laughing: "When this girl talks well, it's strange to like it, but once she wants to do something, I can't wait to kick her out immediately?"

Team Leader Liu jokingly said, "Director, are you willing? She is a golden sign in the platform, and she is the only one. If she resigns, many people will be rushing for her."

The head of the station scolded: "Tell me, just talk, don't say, with her here, our station's reputation is indeed much better, at least the authenticity of this show is absolutely beyond doubt."

In the studio, after Jiang Chan flipped through the manuscript in her hand, she paused for the last few, and when she looked up again, her smile became meaningful.

As the countdown ended, Murphy's bright face appeared in many outdoor media. SUBWAY STATION. The live broadcast of this show can be seen outside the mall, and I don't know how many people stopped by after seeing Murphy.

"She is really beautiful and capable."

"Who is the guest this time?"

"Huang Wei, never heard of it."

"Is a gallery manager qualified for such a show?"

Not to mention the discussion of the crowd, the atmosphere of the studio was good at first. After all, I had written the manuscript before, at least the first half of the interview was very smooth, and Huang Wei's heart gradually fell into his stomach.

Before going on the show, someone once told him that you must not take it lightly on this show, because you don't know when you will fall into Murphy's trap.

When you want to get up or look for supplements later, it is basically impossible. Huang Wei doesn't take it seriously, isn't she a beautiful woman, how can she be so exaggerated by her friends?

After the show, can he invite her to have dinner together? Taking another cryptic glance at Mo Fei's beautiful figure under her elegant suit, Huang Wei's eyes flashed with covetousness.

Jiang Chan naturally saw Huang Wei's eyes, and her hand holding the pen clenched tightly. Shit, it gave you a face, didn't she?

Seeing the smile on Jiang Chan's lips, the director's heart beat a little faster: "Where's my quick-acting heart-saving pill? Get it for me!"

A group of members handed over a candy box with the words "Suxiao Jiuxin Pills" written on it: "Director, you can treat this as Suxiao Jiuxin Pills."

The director shook his hand and poured one out: "If I partner with this girl again, my lifespan will be at least ten years shorter!"

Having said that, the headmaster did not mean to stop. He liked the energy in Murphy, the quality of daring to tell the truth and not afraid of power, he really couldn't appreciate it more.

In the studio, Jiang Chan started to exert her strength, and she smiled: "It's not the first time that I and Manager Huang have met."

Huang Wei was surprised: "Oh? If I had seen the host before, I would not be unimpressed. The host is very beautiful and unforgettable."

Jiang Chan smiled: "I can't be praised by Manager Huang. The last time I saw Manager Huang was three years ago, but Manager Huang didn't see me. I think Manager Huang's secretary has a wound on his forehead today, and he accidentally bumped it somewhere. ?"

Huang Wei: "Yes, he has always been clumsy in doing things. He bumped into it here or there. With such a clumsy secretary, I also have a headache."

The smile on Jiang Chan's lips subsided a bit: "Really? But when I met Manager Huang three years ago, Manager Huang was punching and kicking your secretary. I even recorded a video."

She took a dozen injury reports from the press release: "These are your secretary's injury reports. According to Secretary Zheng, although you are his boss, you have practiced workplace violence against him for three years."

"By the way, the injury on Secretary Zheng's forehead was not caused by himself, right? It was you who hit before going on stage, right? I see that the mark matches the gold watch on your wrist."

Jiang Chan glanced at his wrist, and Huang Wei's hand immediately retracted.

He stared at Jiang Chan: "Even if what you said is the truth, so what? If he wants to stay in this industry, he must listen to me!"

Jiang Chan: "I can't do anything to you, after all, I'm just a host."

She took out a few photos from it: "I knew that I was going to interview Manager Huang today, so I went to your gallery yesterday. I found something very strange. I wonder if Manager Huang can help me?"

Huang Wei: "Of course, does the host have any questions about my gallery? Our gallery is a serious place, and our guests are all people who pursue art."

Jiang Chan smiled but not smiled: "Really? Manager Huang, I saw this painting in your gallery from 2007, but it has been sold more than a dozen times so far."

"But this painting has been nailed to that place and has never been taken down. What does this mean?"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.readwn.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.