Qianjin is too flirtatious: Young Master Shen, don't pester me

"Hey, hey, why are you rummaging through other people's things? What right do you have to rummage through mine? Ouch—"

Silly Qiang was still immersed in the plot of his story of catching bad boys, "You are not obedient, I will teach you a lesson!" While talking, he hit the reporter's butt with his hands.

Shen Murong calmly flipped through the reporter's backpack, which contained various cameras and something like a tape recorder.

She turned on the tape recorder, and Hong Yan's voice came from inside: "Drink grandma freely, drink grandma—"

Hearing this voice, Shen Murong's expression changed.

She walked up to the reporter and stepped on the reporter's face, "Say, which newspaper do you belong to?"

"I'm not from a newspaper, I've already said that I'm a bird-watching enthusiast!"

Shen Murong threw the monitoring device in his hand at the reporter, "Bird watchers, why are you eavesdropping on our house?"

"What? He's a thief!" Silly Qiang slapped the reporter's butt hard when he heard this, "Bad guy, I'll beat you to death!"

"Qiangzi, stop beating, take him to our house and bury him in your garden as fertilizer, okay?"

When Shaqiang heard this sentence, he immediately clapped his hands and applauded.

"You, how dare you!" Although the reporter shouted loudly, it made people feel that he was very cowardly.

"Qiangzi, take him away!"

Sha Qiang took out a hemp rope from his trousers pocket, tied up the reporter neatly, and pushed Shen Murong into the rear seat of Shen Murong's car.

The reporter kept shouting, "Help, you're killing someone!"

Someone poked his head out from another villa, and Shen Murong greeted him with a smile, "My brother and I are just having fun!"

She turned her head and said to the people in the car: "The people living here are all well-known. If they know that you are a reporter, you don't want to leave here alive. If I were you, you wouldn't shout again."

"I'm not a reporter!" The reporter was still quibbling.

Shen Murong shook her head, "You're still stubborn when you're about to die. Do you really think I can't do anything about you?"

After speaking, she immediately picked up the phone and called Wang Yalun, "Editor Wang, what do you mean by sending a reporter to secretly take pictures near my house?"

Wang Yalun hadn't talked to Shen Murong for a long time, and he didn't expect Shen Murong to call today to question him!

"Reporter? What reporter? A reporter from our newspaper went to collect material near your house?"

"Yo yo yo, do you call sneak shooting material collection? But you really have one, Wang Yalun, are you so shameless?"

"You let him answer the phone!" Wang Yalun said.

Shen Murong turned on the speakerphone, and Wang Yalun's voice came out from the phone, "I'm Wang Yalun, who are you?"

"Editor Wang, it's me, I'm Xiao Qin!"

"Xiao Qin? Which Xiao Qin?"

"I used to work under Editor-in-Chief Song. Isn't this a recent beauty pageant? I wanted to come here to collect some material, but I didn't expect to be caught."

"You people's ears are just for show, aren't you? Did I tell all of you editors not to harass the Shen family, and you all took my words as deaf ears, didn't you?"

"No, editor-in-chief Wang, we have to move if we don't move the Shichui Daily. I just dismantled the things of the Shichui Daily from Shen's house a few days ago and put our things on it. Editor-in-Chief, Shen Nan is so popular now, we can't If you don’t act, just sit and wait!”

"Okay, okay, don't help yourself to look good. I'm going to Shen's house now, and you delete all the information in your hand, do you hear me?"

"Editor-in-chief, I don't need to delete it, it has already been destroyed by others."

"Is there a backup?"

"No—no!"

"Play NM/LGP, you follow Editor-in-Chief Song and you don't have a backup, are you lying to your uncle?"

"Yes—it's all sent to the company's server."

"Okay, I see. Give the phone back to Miss Shen."

Shen Murong turned off the speakerphone, and Wang Yalun said to her on the phone: "You guys have to be careful, your brother Shen Nan has become a hot news recently. If we don't go, someone else will go—"

"I see, then you can send a few more people."

After Shen Murong hung up the phone, Shaqiang asked Shaqiang to untie the hemp rope.

"How many days have you been here?" Shen Murong asked Xiao Qin.

"It's been over a week."

"It's been more than a week? You came when our beauty pageant started?"

Xiao Qin smiled embarrassingly, "I'm still one step behind the Shichui Daily!"

"So a few nights ago I heard a dog barking outside, that means you guys are here, right?"

"That's right, we just squeezed the people from the Stone Hammer Daily outside. If you didn't choose the right angle today, you still wouldn't be able to spot me!" Xiao Qin said triumphantly.

"Editor Wang is really a strong general with no weak soldiers!"

"Miss Shen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We know that Editor-in-Chief Wang told us not to come near your house, but you also know how fierce the competition outside is now? After the Stone Hammer Daily reported Hou Qianqian's incident last time, we The reading volume of the app has dropped a lot. If we lose to the Stone Hammer Daily in the beauty pageant this time, it will be really embarrassing and embarrassing.”

Shen Murong shook her head. Hou Qianqian's report was obviously leaked by Wang Yalun to the Stone Hammer Daily on purpose. It seems that this little reporter didn't know about it, and couldn't comprehend the intrigues among the top management. He thought his newspaper had "lost" Give it to the Stone Hammer Daily!

"Okay, I'm sorry for you just now. Did you hurt from the fall?"

Xiao Qin shook his head, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's just a minor injury, it doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way, it can still be beaten."

Shen Murong smiled, "I said why are you so talkative? I just ask one question, and you just answer one sentence. Why are there so many sentences?"

"Hahaha", Xiao Qin smiled, "Occupational disease, occupational disease. Hey, I said little brother, can you take it easy?"

Shen Murong saw from the rearview mirror that Shaqiang stretched out his hand and patted Xiao Qin's back, and Xiao Qin immediately gritted his teeth and cried out in pain.

"Should I take you to the hospital?"

Xiao Qin immediately waved his hand, "No, no, absolutely not. I'll just take some medicine myself. If the people in our team know that I'm sick, they will probably replace me. I want to get the first-hand material for this news. My promotion and salary increase depend on this!"

"Okay, okay, to make up for you. Just ask me what material you want later, I will know everything, and I can talk about it, okay?"

Xiao Qin stuck out his tongue, "Miss Shen, seriously, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

When Shen Murong drove the car into the gate of Shen's villa, she braked suddenly, and the inertia prompted Xiao Qin to lean over in the back seat.

"Ouch, hello——" a capitalized word "pain" was printed on Xiao Qin's face...