Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Little Bastard
Wen Yu has finished filming most of his scenes in the online movie. Next, Ying Tianrui and Li Chaoyan will be busy, but Wen Yu can take a short vacation.
Wen Yu felt that he was quite busy. After playing a ghost on the set, he had to play a ghost in real life.
But playing a ghost in real life is much more enjoyable than playing a ghost on a film set.
The on-site feedback from the "audience" will make him feel that he performed very well.
So Wen Yu went to Zhang Yisi's company again.
After that haunted incident, Zhang Yisi was somewhat afraid to go to the company.
Nowadays, he is not afraid of offending people, but he is afraid of offending ghosts.
Yang Xu asked someone to teach Min Xuanguang a lesson, but when the two men came back, they also said they saw a ghost.
One or two may be coincidences, but this is not just one or two.
There are four of them.
Even though Zhang Yisi no longer believed in these nonsense, he would not be stubborn about this matter.
When Yang Xu said he wanted to find a master, he readily gave him money and let him go.
You have to find the best in the industry.
So, the next day, the best master in the industry, Master Mu Rong, was found in the company.
Since all the masters were here, the boss Zhang Yisi was naturally present as well.
He looked at the young man who could almost make his debut on the spot, and asked Yang Xu in a low voice: "Are you sure?" Is this the best master?
A man with no hair on his face cannot do things with any reliability.
This doesn't look very reliable.
Too young.
Yang Xu moved his lips slightly, and his voice was low: "Sure, do you remember the previous incident of Yi Dezhi's house collapse? We asked Master Mu to solve it, and now the public opinion on the Internet has reversed."
Yi Dezhi?
Zhang Yisi quickly remembered the news he had seen.
Taking off pants in public was such a rare thing that it was hard for him not to remember it.
However, Zhang Yisi did not pay any attention to it afterwards.
He asked: "Can it be reversed even if it's like this?"
Yang Xu nodded and said, "Of course. Anyway, there are not many people on the Internet who are scolding Yi Dezhi, the old pervert. I heard that he is now recovering from 'depression'. Anyway, as long as he doesn't come back, it will probably be like this and no one will scold him anymore."
Zhang Yisi himself is the boss of an entertainment company, and he knows a lot of things better than an outsider.
People like Yi Dezhi are already old, and to put it bluntly, it is unknown how many more years he can live. He can't even compete with those traffic stars for the track, so no one would bother to mess with him.
The previous collapse was also due to the fact that he was a failure in his life and offended too many people.
Otherwise, just a video of taking off pants wouldn't cause any waves.
Wen Yu was a little surprised to see Master Mu, a familiar face.
When he heard the two of them talking about Yi Dezhi, he remembered that he had forgotten about this old pervert.
When I came out of the hospital that day, Min Xuanguang’s incident happened.
He even forgot to continue paying attention to the old pervert.
Who would have thought that public opinion would turn around in such a short time?
Is Master Mu really that awesome?
Thinking about this, Wen Yu opened his mobile phone and searched the Internet for news about Yi Dezhi.
After searching, I found that the previous entry about Yi Dezhi taking off his pants and the related text were all gone.
Also, all the text updates posted by those people who came out to criticize him can no longer be found.
this……
This is not metaphysics at all, but the ability of money!
When Wen Yu looked at Master Mu's methods again, he could only describe him as "playing tricks".
The Internet has no memory. It won’t be long before everyone forgets they even ate this melon.
Wen Yu felt a little unhappy.
He suddenly remembered that he had filmed a video of the old pervert eating a lot of meat and fish with his mouth full of oil in the old pervert's ward, and he came up with an idea.
At that time, the old pervert announced on the Internet that he was suffering from depression!
Wen Yu took out his mobile phone, opened his account and found something wrong.
He can't use his own account to send it, otherwise he will be traced back to him.
His video spun around and finally landed on Zhang Yisi.
If he can't use his own things, then he can use other people's things at will.
When Zhang Yisi is at his own company, he just throws his mobile phone on the desk without worrying about losing it.
This makes it convenient for Wenyu.
He walked to the table, pulled off half of his glove, revealing one finger, and lightly tapped the phone.
A few seconds later, the phone on the table suddenly disappeared.
Then, Wen Yu took the phone in his hand openly, turned on the silent mode, and then brought it to Zhang Yisi, put it in front of his face, and scanned it to unlock it.
success.
Wen Yu praises high technology.
He took the phone and fiddled with it, first transferring the video to Zhang Yisi's phone using Bluetooth, then logged into the other party's account and posted the video of the old pervert eating and drinking, and also included some conversations between the uncle and nephew that were not convenient to disclose to the public.
Then switch back to the phone and delete all the records.
After doing all this, Wen Yu was just about to put his phone back.
But then I thought about it and used SMS verification to change the other party's login password.
Log out and log in again, and delete the app at the same time.
This would not be very useful, but Wen Yu thought that every second he could delay was a second, even if it would cause some trouble for Zhang Yisi.
Finally, he put the phone back to its place without anyone noticing.
On the other hand, Master Mu looked around Meisheng Entertainment inside and out, paying special attention to Zhang Yisi's office and the small conference room where Xu Xian signed the contract that day.
"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Yang, your suspicions are correct. Your company has indeed attracted unclean things. It is easy to get rid of them. Place a few evil-repelling objects in the area I have designated, and you will be able to get rid of disasters and misfortunes... Also, do more good deeds on a daily basis. Good deeds will be rewarded with good."
Zhang Yisi and Yang Xu nodded repeatedly.
Yang Xu said: "Master Mu, we will listen to you. You can place the evil-repelling objects wherever you want. We promise not to move them at all!"
It seems that the last sentence was not heard at all.
Wen Yu looked at people pointing and talking, and soon, Yang Xu was directing people to move things.
The things were not brought by Master Mu. Yang Xu asked someone to find them in the company. Since the company didn't have them, he asked someone to buy them immediately.
Anyway, Master Mu didn’t make any money from this small thing.
Finally, even the flowing water pond at the entrance of the company, which originally had some koi fish in it, was replaced with nine large turtles.
Finally, this big Feng Shui change project is finished.
Wen Yu was quite curious about how much the master's visit would cost, until he finished arranging everything and then the master left like a master.
Yang Xucai and Zhang Yisi complained.
"Master Mu is indeed the most famous one in the business, charging 990,000 per session!"
Wen Yu was choked by the number.
Where did this sucker come from? Does he have so much money that he doesn’t know where to spend it?
Someone just came over, asked me to move tables and vases, and he took away 990,000 yuan?
For a moment, Wen Yu had the idea of cooperating with Master Mu.
He is causing trouble in the front and the master is exorcising the evil spirits in the back. They are a golden combination.
Make a fortune every day, a true "golden" partner.
"No, no, it's wrong to think like that."
Wen Yu quickly threw this evil thought out of his mind.
There are many ways to make money, but you can't take this crooked path.
Otherwise, he is not a great immortal, but a big liar.
Zhang Yisi followed the master for a long time to exorcise evil spirits and change feng shui, and he felt tired when he was done.
I returned to my office and took a few steps without tripping over anything.
I feel relieved.
The 990,000 was not wasted.
There is a small lounge in Boss Zhang’s luxurious office where he can take a nap when he is tired.
There is also a TV speaker inside. I played some hypnotic music and fell asleep quickly.
Wen Yu watched the person lie down on the bed, and within half a minute, he started snoring.
“…”
The sleep quality is really good. Even after doing so many bad things, I can still fall asleep immediately.
He stood at the end of the man's bed for a while, thinking about what the ghost would do next.
Sleep paralysis?
Wen Yu glanced at Zhang Yisi. Although this man was not ugly, he really had no intention of suppressing him.
Then... kick him off the bed?
This idea seemed good. Wen Yu stood by the bed, raised his feet, and looked at the gentle and breathable face of the man who was sleeping beautifully. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.
He returned to Zhang Yisi's office and searched around but couldn't find a pen. Finally, he went to an employee's desk and took a marker.
Fluorescent green, this color... Never mind, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t have to be black.
Wen Yu returned to Zhang Yisi's bed with a pen in hand, and gestured left and right at the man's face, finally choosing the man's fairly broad forehead.
Time always passes quickly when drawing. Half an hour later, Wen Yu straightened up, clenched his fists, and gently lowered his sore back twice.
Mission accomplished.
Fluorescent green little turtle, perfect.
Wen Yu couldn't help but feel proud at this moment. Fortunately, when he was bored, he once had an unrealistic dream of becoming a director.
I learned to draw for a few days and even tried to draw a few storyboards.
Of course the result is unwatchable.
However, even if it turns out that he has no talent as a director, he can still draw his little turtle pretty well.
Quite lifelike.
Wenyu was very satisfied.
He couldn't wait to see the effect of his work, so he walked to the door and kicked it hard, which was not closed to begin with.
Bang.
The loud sound of the door closing not only woke up Zhang Yisi who was lying on the bed, but also startled the secretary and assistant outside, who quickly ran in to see what was going on.
Zhang Yisi sat up from the bed and saw the closed door. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
It must be the wind that slammed the door shut.
This wasn't the first time this had happened; he always forgot to close the door out of habit.
The secretary and the assistant rushed into the office but didn't see anyone, so they went to the small lounge to look for him, fearing that he might have fallen or something.
"Mr. Zhang?"
A small voice sounded outside.
Zhang Yisi simply got up from the bed and opened the door.
He has always been good at self-cultivation in front of his employees, being gentle and polite, which is his personal label.
"Nothing, go out and work."
He spoke as usual.
puff.
puff.
As it turned out, the secretary and assistant were quite abnormal.
The two men burst out laughing instantly, but as hard-working laborers, their professional ethics and the instinct of not wanting to have their wages deducted made them hold back the laughter within 0.01 seconds.
However, because it was so funny, the two of them almost turned blue in the face.
Zhang Yisi was puzzled and reached out to touch his face.
"What's wrong? What's on my face?"
He must have seen it right, these two people were staring at his face.
The secretary couldn't hold it in any longer and said in a choked voice: "Mr. Zhang, your forehead..."
She didn't say much.
Zhang Yisi was really confused now. Was there really dirt on his face?
The small lounge was connected to the bathroom, so he went in and looked at himself in the mirror.
On the forehead, there is a little fluorescent green turtle with its limbs spread out and its head poked out, looking vivid and lifelike.
who!
Who dares to draw a turtle on his head!
Zhang Yisi's expression was about to break.
But compared to anger, what immediately came to mind was fear, panic and anxiety.
His office and his lounge are monitored in and out. No one can get in and draw on his face without anyone noticing.
It’s a ghost, it must be a ghost!
The ghost didn't leave!
Gui Wenyu did not leave.
He was admiring his masterpiece at the side, and when he saw Zhang Yisi appear in front of his subordinates with that face, he almost laughed to death.
It's really hard to hold back laughter.
Wen Yu completely empathized with the secretary and assistant. He was afraid that he would laugh like a pig, so he bit his own arm.
He bit it hard and left a tooth mark.
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