Gossip King

"The recording pen on the street is empty, nothing." Gao Leng couldn't help but smiled: "You want the fat man to come over immediately, remember, you have to come secretly, this order depends on him."

The moment Lao Hang heard Gao Leng's words, his hands holding the steering wheel immediately tightened, he turned his head, his eyes revealed excitement and a little disbelief, and then he put out his tongue to moisturize his dry lips.

The recorder for Poke Street is actually empty?

What kind of play is this?

"Why, you didn't intend to expose it at all?" Old Hang opened his mouth, and after turning off the car, he reached out and touched it in his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and understood a little: "Do you want to..."

"Well, I didn't intend to expose it at all. I came here just to play with Yin." Gao Leng pointed to the top floor directly, CCBV is above, and reporter Peng is above: "With this kind of person, there is no need to die. ."

Use whatever means to deal with anyone.

With that, Gao Leng picked up his phone and called Jian Xiaodan: "Xiaodan, they will go to you with a few old reporters later. Well, there will be some video compilation, you will organize it as usual, and you will be exposed as required. According to the standards of CCBV, hold a meeting and take it seriously. Also, for a while, people from the Propaganda Department may be dispatched. You have to act in a scene..."

After Gao Leng commanded for a while, the old hanging person sitting aside became more clear as he listened. He took a sip of the smoke and sparks printed on his face, making him extremely excited.

He glanced at Gao Leng, and he seemed to have been knocked with a stick in his heart, his fur was a little numb, and Gao Leng's eyes shone.

Do you know the eyes of a sniper? The high cold at this time is this kind of eyes, dormant in the dark, with a fatal blow, and the low voice of the phone whirls in the car, hidden and mysterious.

Half an hour later, there was a harsh brake sound. The fat man's car broke into the garage like drifting, and stopped abruptly to a far distance. The driving was like his character, and he couldn't bear it. Looking at this speed, he was obviously excited all the way. Lao Diao quickly honked the horn, and the fat man turned his head and ran over all the way.

It's just that he didn't run fast. He carried a black duffel bag in his hand, which looked quite heavy. Pulling the car door, the fat man panted and sat down on the back seat. Before his **** was firmly seated, he slapped the bag on the seat: "Fuck me, boss, you are really playing big this time!"

As he said, he twisted his neck, his neck creaked, and he was excited: "This is so exciting, this order is too peculiar to my appetite!"

As he said, his plump buttocks left the back seat at once, and his whole body rushed to Gao Leng's side: "Boss, I didn't play any role in your previous cases. This time, I have to do it well. !"

Gao Leng turned his head and saw that the fat man's forehead was full of sweat and his face was full of energy.

"This order, you can really help me build this bridge." Gao Leng affirmed the role of the fat man. The fat man became more and more happy. He slapped his thigh suddenly, took out the pen and notebook from his pocket and began to write.

"Boss, I will write a few for you first, and you will check it out. If these few do not work, I will look for it again immediately." The fat man said while writing.

In a flash, several months passed. When he first saw Fatty, he was still a dude, and he was lazy every day when he came to report. Now, it's a bit workaholic.

Carry notebooks and pens with you, which are standard for dedicated journalists.

Old Diao took the duffel bag and slammed the zipper open. Although he knew what it was inside, he was surprised when he saw it.

A bag full of money, all red and new, the new money that has just been taken out, bundled in bundles with bank notes.

Inside the car, there was a smell of money and new money. A glance makes people burst into blood.

"So much?!" Lao Hao couldn't help sighing.

"Two million yuan, of course it's more." When the fat man said this, he had a bit of gritted teeth. He took out a pile of it and threw it into Lao Hao's hand: "Fortunately, there are so many on my bank card. Otherwise, I really don’t know where to get the money for a while. You see, the boss is lavish when he makes a move!"

"After a while, I'll transfer the money to you. It's hard work." Gao sneered. Obviously, the money was paid from the fat card first, so Gao Leng didn't have the time to go out and withdraw the money.

In this team, the fat man is so wealthy, and he took out two million in one breath, and he couldn't get it out without a family account. And if you collect money everywhere, you'll be surprised.

The fat man looked at the pile of RMB in pain, two million! When withdrawing money from the bank, the money counter takes several minutes!

So much money...

"So much money is for this case of internet addiction..." The fat man tweeted a few times, and looked at Gao Leng with some uncertainty: "And it may not be successful..."

"I know." Gao Leng's gaze fell on a CCBV sign in the underground garage: "Different opponents, pay differently. No matter how much you pay, I will help her win back the honor of my team members! And it is... …Retake twice!"

"Boss, here, here is the list of people I can call out. They are all more reliable." After the fat man wrote on the paper for a while, he handed it to Gao Leng.

Gao Leng looked at:

Cameraman Zhang of the Legal Channel

Host Yang of Travel Channel

Li, an employee of the Equipment Management Office

...

More than a dozen names were written densely, all of them are internal personnel of CCBV. Although the positions are not very high, the number is staggering.

"Oh, you know so many peers!" Lao Diao stretched out his finger: "It's worthy of being a native, but it's because of many connections."

Gao Leng didn't read the wrong person. Fatty is not good at anything else. He is the first one to make friends. This is the background of the second generation of officials, although it is a second generation of small officials, but it is a native of the imperial capital.

"I did an internship in a TV station, and my dad wanted to get me in. Unfortunately, now I have a tight grip. I have to spend two more years outside before I can get a job." The fat man shrugged helplessly: "So first Coming to Xingsheng for two years of experience. Now actually think about it, how free it is to follow the boss in Xingsheng! Now let me go to CCBV, I think it is too much control!"

Although Fatty is the second generation of officials, there are too many people with official characters in the imperial capital. His father is not tough enough. So if you want to get him into CCBV, you still need some resume.

Most of them will get into the CCBV internship period first, get a familiar face, and then put them outside for two years, and then they will look good on the resume. They are also experienced reporters, thinking about getting into CCBV.

Fatty is the way to go.

Although he only had a few months of internship at CCBV, his friend-friendly character was fully displayed. At first, he felt dude and could only eat, drink and have fun. At a critical time, it really came in handy.

"These are definitely not friends with wine and meat. Many of them are my classmates, who are sending children. The boss can rest assured." The fat man leaned over and said.

"This...this is good." Gao Leng pointed to one of them.

"This..." The fat man looked at Gao Leng a little embarrassed: "This position is high, and he is not very familiar with him. The reason why it is written is because his dad and my dad are comrades-in-arms. So even if he can't help. If you are busy, you will definitely not leave our stall."

"Oh, this position is comparable to that of Reporter Peng. Two million is not enough?" Lao Diao glanced at it and frowned.

"That's it." Gao Leng took the pen in Fatty's hand and drew a heavy circle on the paper.