In the past few days, Xuanyuan Di Ying is swiped mobile phones every day to pay attention to Xiao Fan's dynamics.

"Did you investigate his financial situation?" Meng Yu asked.

"After the investigation, his total value is about 800 million."

"So few?"

Regarding this result, Meng Yu was a little surprised. As a top flow, casual paid was tens of millions, plus other visible and invisible income, several hundred million yuan a year was small.

According to external rumors, Xiao Fan made more than 200 billion yuan last year alone, which is very different from intelligence.

"Brother Yu, you have forgotten the hidden rules." Xuanyuan Di Ying reminded.

Meng Yu suddenly realized that the appearance of the stars in the circle looked very bright, and the pay for the film was also very high, especially when filming a movie, but what was not known to the outside world was that they just turned the money behind

tool.

Behind the large amount of paid, there are dozens or even hundreds of times the task. This is already a secret that is not a secret in the depths of the circle.

Except for these, the celebrities' personal expenses are also a very large expenditure.

With a sky -high income, who wants to live a poor life, of course, how to be luxurious, and how to come from a 10 million house for the poor, how can it be a 100 million house, or the starting price.

"Okay, as long as he is honest, I will not force him anymore to be forgiven."

After lunch, Xuanyuan Diying arranged for the afternoon schedule. Meng Yu thought about it: "I don't know how they are filming these days, let's see it."

Since the crew officially started shooting, Meng Yu went to see it last time. After that, he was afraid of disturbing Sun Xi and Ji Caiwei, so he never went.

The phone sounded, and it was from the Song Dynasty.

"Brother Yu, you are now the Internet celebrity, but the younger brother still wants to remind you that they will be crazy to hide some paparazzi."

As a Hong Kong city, Song Shihua has a deep understanding of paparazzi.

What he said was easy, and with ridicule, Meng Yu noticed that things were not simple.

"What happened?"

"Look at the Internet."

After hanging up the phone to open the platform, Meng Yu sat straight.

"What happened to Brother Yu?" Xuanyuan Di Ying also came over, and suddenly her eyes widened.

——The new star rises, the golden master hides behind, a poem of oiling, the inside story just rises.

On the picture of the oil poems, a pair of men and women are closely expression, and the man's hand is still on the waist of the woman. It is Meng Yu and Ji Caiwei.

"Let me go!" Xuanyuan Diying couldn't help but make such a emotion, looking at Meng Yu.

Just two hours ago, there was no such hot search on the Internet. Xuanyuan Diying was very sure, but now ...

The first place in the hot search list.

The crew's play has not yet been killed, but there are already news news from Sun Xi and Ji Caiwei on the Internet. In this way, when the new film is released, they already have a certain reputation and are more likely to become popular.

But now, this obviously has a negative impact. The entire network is all about Ji Caiwei's heated discussion. Everything is said, and it is unbearable.

Meng Yu was rare, but there was no attack.

Now I understand all, why did Song Shihua say that.

Not to mention that Ji Caiwei came to find himself simply, but what happened to the two, that was also a normal behavior.

However, there are despicable villains hiding in the dark and sneaking down, and they want to make rumors.

This matter must be checked to the end.

"Shi Yin, Chacha Jiang Bing's bottom, and give me all his information."

He called Lin Shiyin and explained it.

"President Meng, I'll do it right away."

Putting down the phone, Xuanyuan Di Ying was a little worried: "Brother Yu, will it have any impact?"

Meng Yu laughed: "I can't afford it with you."

"Oh, you hate it, let me go."

After more than an hour, Lin Shiyin sent the information over.

Meng Yu saw it next to the page and nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, these information can be used all."

Jiang Bing was a tabloid reporter in his early years. Later, he saw that paparazzi made a profit.

The information showed that at the beginning of his career, with the romantic affairs of the eighteenth -line star, he took a video to ask for a relationship with the little star.

Later, the little star sued the court, until Jiang Bing agreed to hand over those videos and compensated the little stars, which was not there.

But the evidence is so left.

After that, Jiang Bing tasted the sweetness and made paparazzi even more crazy, and he was forced with the ransom broke.

"How do you get these information?" It was not advisable to ask such things, but Meng Yu had other plans.

Lin Shiyin did not dare to conceal: "I bought an assistant to Jiang Bing."

To this end, Jiang Bing not only set up a studio, but also developed a lot.

When Meng Yu laughed, it meant that there was contradictions, but if it was not handled well, it would cause complaints. Presumably, Lin Shiyin was a assistant to buy this way.

"Now it's time for him to turn over the boat, contact this little assistant, I want to talk to her."

Julie is usually the last one to get off work, and today.

As a newcomer to enter the studio, she is the busiest. She is the assistant to Jiang Bing, but she is actually a mixed leg.

Today, she is in a good mood. The emotions that usually accumulate are finally released. She got one million!

This is the first bucket of gold in her life, and it is also her first starting point.

"Be sure to grasp it!" Zhu Li cheered for herself, and walked slightly towards her mini Hongguang.

All this car is counted only 480,000, who makes yourself not money to drive this small electric car.

But now it ’s different, first change the 200,000 cars, and the remaining 800,000 will be said.

It's about to open the door, there is a Taoist shadow behind him: "Miss Zhu Li, my boss wants to talk to you."

Zhu Liden was shocked, and when he saw Lin Shiyin, the smile on his face was about to overflow.

"Sister Shiyin, where to talk about."

In a quiet club, Zhu Li saw Meng Yu and learned that this man was a million boss for himself, and he was excited.

"President Meng, what can I do for you?" If it wasn't because of his poor face value, Zhu Li wanted to dedicate himself.

"What do you know about this time?" Meng Yu didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the theme.

"Jiang Bing's information was obtained from Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan quietly went to our studio."

Zhu Li tried to think of all the toilets that could be remembered, including Xiao Fan's about what time, and drinking coffee and adding a few pieces of sugar, all said it.

After being surprised, Meng Yu was relieved.

Also, how can there be a thief if there is no enemy.
Chapter completed!