cry that scum

Coincidentally, when Cong Lang was eating seafood porridge at the supper shop, the two young couples sitting next door happened to catch the trending video of Yan Kun being beaten by Lan Jing.

He borrowed the other party's mobile phone to look at it, and then contacted Xi Runyao immediately, asking him to help take down the video with his contacts.

Then he called Lan Jing.

At the same time, Lei Shao also knew the news, and he immediately asked someone to deal with the matter.

But Cong Lang was one step ahead of him, and within a few minutes, the trending searches disappeared.

"Sir, we found the entertainment account that posted the video first, do we need to contact them?" Mu Zixing asked respectfully standing in front of Lei Shao.

"I want to know who gave him the video, and no matter what method he uses to get him to apologize and deny that the person in the video is Xiaokun." Lei Shao said.

Mu Zixing responded softly.

"Who was the person who dropped the hot search before?"

Mu Zixing handed him the photo on the tablet, "His name is Xi Runyao, and he is also in the entertainment circle. He is the young master of the Xi family in this city, and he is friends with Cong Lang."

"Is he familiar with Xiaokun?"

"I'm not familiar with him. Master Kun has nothing to do with him in the circle." Mu Zixing said.

That's all Cong Lang did for Lan Jing.

Lei Shao's slender knuckles tapped on the armrest of the sofa, and he didn't ask any more questions, the expression on his face was hard to discern.

Lan Jing came down from the hotel upstairs and arrived at the front hall, only to find that not only the Blue Night Bar was blocked, but also many journalists, passers-by and fans of Yan Kun surrounded the hotel door.

Somebody also posted the video of Lan Jing taking Yan Kun to the hotel on the Internet.

The gossip reporters rushed over like flies smelling fishy smell.

The fan group is even more lively. Some do not believe that their idols are so depraved, and they have to see a real person to give up; some are very angry because Yan Kun was beaten, and they want to rub Lan Jing on the ground. There is also the suspicion that Lan Jing has kidnapped Yan Kun, and clamored for the hotel to hand him over...

In addition, there were a large number of girlfriend fans because Yan Kun might be gay, which was particularly unacceptable. One girl even collapsed on the spot, squatting on the ground and crying loudly.

It was only then that Lan Jing felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have beaten that guy in front of so many people.

People in the entertainment industry are really troublesome.

Lan Jing backed upstairs with a dark face, then took out his phone and asked Xiao A to come over.

"Don't go through the front door." He warned.

Xiao A and his boyfriend are regular customers here. After greeting the lobby manager, they quietly entered the hotel through the side door.

"Did you bring the things I asked you to bring?" Lan Jing asked after the meeting.

"I brought them all." Little A patted his bag.

Lan Jing nodded, "Follow me."

Yan Kun didn't expect that Lan Jing would go and come back, and he brought an extra person with him.

He was nestling on the bed at the moment, listening to his manager's call like a quail.

And the female voice roaring on the phone can be heard three meters away.

Seeing Lan Jing, he blinked his red eyes and asked, "Why are you back again?"

When the manager on the other end of the phone heard this, the curse paused, and then he became even more furious.

"Who did you put in again?!"

Hearing the roar, the other party wanted to get out of the phone, lift Yan Kun upside down, and control the water in his mind.

Yan Kun looked like he was about to cry, but he looked at the Shura-like blue scene in front of him, and hung up the phone very cowardly without daring to say a word.

"Change clothes with him." Lan Jing said coldly.

Yan Kun was stunned, completely confused about the current situation, but he didn't dare to ask, and took off his clothes and pants obediently.

"Here's a new set, you can wear it." Xiao A handed him the box in her hand, smiled at Yan Kun, then picked up Yan Kun's clothes, and went to the bathroom with her small bag.

When he came out again, Yan Kun's mouth instantly opened into an O shape.

The person standing in front of him was [-]% similar to himself.

"Young Master Lan, is this okay?" Xiao A jumped in front of Lan Jing and asked.

Lan Jing glanced at the makeup he had put on, and nodded slightly.

Little A gestured yes, then turned to Yan Kun and said, "Big star, you will call someone to pick you up at the side door of the hotel later, and the manager here will take you out when the time comes, there may be people squatting on you outside, You pay attention."

After explaining, Lan Jing and Xiao A left the room.

Xiao A followed Lan Jing down the stairs, and when she reached the front hall, the crowded lobby immediately fell silent for a few seconds, and then broke out into a more passionate din than before.

Many people were ready to move, but it may be because Lan Jing's aura was too strong and the chill radiating from his body was too terrifying, no one dared to step forward, only the camera with the flash turned off was secretly pressing the shutter.

Just in time, someone posted the Weibo account of Yuji, which posted the video first, and issued a public apology. It explained that when one of their staff members was playing in a bar, they saw a person who looked like Yan Kun, a small trafficker. So he deliberately took a video of him conflicting with others to earn attention and topicality. So far, he has expressed deep apology for the loss and injury caused by the person involved, and promised to fire the employee involved.

As soon as this apology came out, the names of Yan Kun, Lanye Bar, and Lanjing once again appeared on the hot searches.

Cong Lang frowned when he saw the news. It was obvious that someone was cleaning up Yan Kun and restoring his reputation.

And he asked someone to remove the trending search, just to get Lan Jing out.

"Your friend should also be protecting Yan Kun."

Xi Runyao, who was called up in the middle of the night, sat across from Cong Lang, pushed the phone to him, and lowered his head to sip his coffee to refresh himself.

The new hot search is the video of Lan Jing coming out of the hotel with someone who looks like Yan Kun.

Cong Lang compared the boy in the video with Yan Kun's photo. Although they looked alike, they were definitely not Yan Kun.

The trend of the Internet immediately turned one-sided, Yan Kun's fans formed a group to scold the entertainment marketing account for its insanity, and dared to release anything for the sake of traffic without real hammer.

In addition, Yan Kun's operation team bought a large wave of water troops to lead the rhythm, and the agent quickly and efficiently posted the Jiugongge where Yan Kun was filming.

Even though there were still some voices jumping around, trying to get a glimpse of the truth inch by inch, but Cong Lang knew that this little fresh meat named Yan Kun was fine.

But why did Lan Jing protect such a person?

Cong Lang turned his phone, thinking slowly.

"What does this person have to do with you?" Xi Runyao, who was opposite, asked suddenly.

Cong Lang came back to his senses, blinked, "Friend."

Xi Runyao said, "It's not like that."

Cong Lang raised his eyebrows.

"You care about him, I can tell," Xi Runyao looked at him with a smile, "Are you chasing him?"

"I've been chasing you." Cong Lang continued.

Xi Runyao frowned with gentle eyebrows and smiled, "We grew up together since we were young. After so many years, we should have feelings for each other. We have been together a long time ago."

Cong Lang sighed, "I said in the first grade that I wanted to marry you as my daughter-in-law, but you have not agreed to it until now."

"You tell people this from elementary school to university," Xi Runyao stood up and teased him, "Isn't there less than a hundred?"

"But what I told you is true." Cong Lang sighed half-truthfully.

"Going back," Xi Runyao stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "There is work tomorrow."

"No rest for two days?" Cong Lang quit Weibo and got up, handing him the coat on the hanger.

"Time is tight." Xi Runyao said while walking.

Cong Lang opened the door of the private room, and walked out side by side with him, "Thanks for today's business, I will treat you to dinner another day."

"Come with me to see the second master, I haven't seen him for a long time."

Xi Runyao took out his mask and put it on as he spoke, unexpectedly bumping into the oncoming person.

Both of them were taken aback, and stopped at the same time, and then the man said in a low voice, "Long time no see."