It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"not worth?"

Chu Heng's eyes widened, as if he had heard a joke. He pointed at the photo that Chrissy was holding in his hand, his tone was slightly elevated, and he asked with a sneer, "Do you really think that such a share can make you rise up?" A job and a fortune are not worth five thousand?"

"That's the truth." Chrissy shrugged, with a sly smile on her thin face, her eyes were clear and she looked at him sincerely: "I think you must have misunderstood something, or heard some rumors from someone, The price of our acquisition news is really not as high as you think, even if it is me, I can get only three thousand yuan at most, and your offer of five thousand yuan has seriously exceeded my ability to bear."

In his opinion, what can an old villager in Chu Heng know?

If he can save a little bit, he will be able to live a few more days if he presses down a thousand yuan for a thousand yuan!

Chu Heng looked at Chrissy, who looked like a good person, and really wanted to throw the tea in his hand on this guy's face.

Mother's.

These foreign devils don't have a good bird!

Damn capitalism!

Although he has never been abroad, he has also learned from other people about the value of a big news in this era when the print media is king.

At this time, in order to increase sales and make their advertisements more valuable, the print media will spend a lot of money on the acquisition of news.

Although he didn't know what the Washington Post's internal price was, he estimated that it would be tens of thousands, maybe even hundreds of thousands.

After all, the scandal of an ambassador from a Cold War country is still very valuable!

It was funny to see Chrissy fooling him in such a serious manner.

You really take me as a scumbag!

Then don't blame me for being dark-hearted!

"Exceeded?"

Chu Heng leaned back with a half-smiling smile, leaned his ridge back on the back of the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and said in a sincere and serious tone: "Then, let's drop it a bit, ten thousand knives, what do you think of this price."

Hearing that Chu Heng said the price was cut, Chrissy was still secretly delighted, and laughed at him for being a douchebag, but when he heard the price increase instead of decreasing, he was dumbfounded and looked at Chu Heng in a daze. Trust your ears.

Is this **** crazy?

Chu Heng was also addicted to acting. Seeing that he didn't speak, he couldn't help frowning, his eyebrows also drooping down, and he said with a bitter face: "Do you still feel too much? How about the 20,000 knives? I can't lower it any more, I want Live, friend!"

"God!"

At this time, Chrissy dared to despise Chu Heng again, with a ghostly look, wide-eyed and shouted: "You can't do this, Chu, we are friends."

Damn it!

What kind of villager is this!

It is clearly a hungry wolf that eats people without spitting out bones!

"A friend? For the sake of us being friends, how about 30,000 knives?" Chu Heng smiled and took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth, but his eyes were cold: "What do you think? Mine friend."

The last two words, he bit particularly hard.

"No more, no more."

Chrissy hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, begging angrily: "I promise you, Chu, five thousand knives, only five thousand knives, I really can only take so much."

"Looks like you don't think of me as a friend!"

Chu Heng squinted his eyes, like a sly fox. After flicking the ashes with his hands, he leaned forward quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the photo, and said with a cold face, "If that's the case, then I'll go look for it. Talk to Burt from the Daily Telegraph, I think he'll give me a fair price."

I originally wanted to make some money, but you took me as a second force, I can't stand it!

You brought it all on your own!

"Don't, don't go!"

How could Chrissy let the pie he got in his hand fly away, he hurriedly got up and pulled him. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, 30,000 knives, I promise you!"

He had red eyes, a heartache on his face, as if his mother had died.

Even if he gives 30,000 yuan, he can still make a lot of money, but he is still very reluctant!

Things that could be solved by 5,000, just because of his cleverness, he was stunned to have an extra 25,000. Several models with big buttocks and fat let him send him away!

He wants to give himself a few big pockets!

What kind of cleverness to play Nima, just give 5,000 honestly!

"That's right."

Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, sat down again, crossed Erlang's legs, put the photo across his legs, and patted it lightly: "Then we will pay with one hand and deliver with the other, but you have to hurry up, I am a very good person. Without the spirit of the contract, if someone bids higher than you, I can't guarantee that it will be sold to others."

"You're more like a **** Jewish ghost, not like a Chinese at all."

Chrissy glanced at him with a dark face. After changing his face a few times, he really didn't want to make trouble, so he got up quickly, ran to the hotel lobby, called his boss, and asked him to deliver it as quickly as possible. Thirty thousand knives come here.

For this reason, he had to share some of the benefits that he was about to get.

What a loss to grandma's house!

When Chrissy returned to the cafe listlessly and sat down, Chu Heng put on a smile like a spring breeze on his face again, raised his teacup and said, "Come on, my friend, let's celebrate in advance.

Congratulations on your promotion. "

"Thank you." Chrissy raised his coffee cup and touched him with a stinky face. Having lost such a large sum of money, he couldn't be happy even in the face of an upcoming promotion and salary increase.

That's 30,000 yuan!

You can buy a nice apartment.

His heart is bleeding!

Thirty thousand yuan, thirty thousand yuan!

"Okay, Chrissy, don't put on a stinky face. I think your reward is more than your hard work." Chu Heng smiled and picked up the coffee pot, poured him a cup himself, and immediately Asked: "Let's talk, how are you going to report this news next?"

Chrissy took a sip of coffee and said sullenly: "What else can I do? Report on Andrew's seduction of married women, and post a photo, that's enough."

"That's it?"

Chu Heng looked at him with disgust, as if he was looking at another piece of shit: "It's so ordinary, if you really want to report it, even dogs don't want to read it, believe it or not."

Chrissy, who was scolded in the professional field, was not angry, or was too lazy to be angry. He rolled his eyes and said weakly: "Then what do you say?"

"You feel…"

Chu Heng stood up excitedly, with a cigarette in his hand, and gestured: "What if seducing a married woman is changed to using power, or forcing it with violence? Then add some strange xp, such as a married woman, Candles, whips, etc., are they more attractive?"

"This…"

Chrissy was stunned, as if someone had pressed a switch in his mind, he only felt that a current raged wildly in his mind, and countless ideas were bred in his mind.

As if he had some talent, he continued to follow Chu Heng's thoughts: "...I can also find some other 'victims' to testify, and make this incident into a series, until when the people get tired, what? Time to end!"

"And, not just this, but other things too..."

"Good idea!" Chu Heng clapped his hands hard and looked at him with admiration.

Children can be taught!

Chrissy, who became more and more excited as he thought about it, had bright eyes, vaguely as if he had seen something in the future, but because he had too many thoughts, he had a feeling of being in a mess, and he couldn't make a clear line. veins out.

After a long while, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Heng with a burning gaze, as if he was looking at his life mentor, and asked for advice in a low-profile manner: "What kind of news do people like to watch?"

Chu Jianxian pretends to be aggressive, and basically understands everything. Even if he doesn't understand, he can pretend to understand and play with people for a while. Hearing this, he threw away his cigarette butt, moistened his throat with a teacup, and then babbled. Get up: "We won't talk about it on this side, otherwise we won't live a few episodes, let's talk about your side, you just said about the people, I think you want to target the target group on the civilians, right? wrong?"

"Yes, yes!" Chrissy nodded hurriedly.

It's a comfortable chat today, no need to explain, just one point!

"That's it!"

Chu Heng pondered for a while, and said slowly: "You Citizens, you only like to watch a few kinds of things. It's nothing more than race, freedom, money, mystery, x, and then it's bad luck to watch big people."

"You know Citigroup very well!"

Chrissy raised his brows and looked at him who had never been abroad in surprise. He thought it was a bit miraculous, but he didn't go too deep into it. After thinking about it, he asked more politely: "Then you say, if I want to ...Um...making...a big news, how to start?"

Young!

You are very quick to get started with this mop!

They all know how to make news!

Chu Heng squinted at him, and immediately spoke up again: "Damn, it's not easy to get news about you Citigroup. I'll give you an example first, and you can slowly and carefully examine it yourself."

"Uh-huh!"

Chrissy hurriedly took out a pen and paper, ready to start taking notes in class.

Teacher Chu smiled and nodded, satisfied with his attitude, and then carefully recalled a piece of news that he read in later generations, and said maliciously: "For example, when you see an African-American gangster killed by a white police officer. We don't care about the end. Whoever is right and who is wrong, publicize his innocence, say in the manuscript that he has raised his hand and was shot by racists, etc. In the follow-up, you can also advocate taking to the streets to protest, intensify this racial conflict, and This is the center of the hype and portrays itself as a vanguard against racism..."

"Swipe brush..."

Chrissy's eyes grew brighter as he listened, and he felt that he was very useful. He took the pen and quickly recorded it in the notebook, as if listening to the Holy Word.

These two people are one who dares to blow, the other who dares to remember, and time has quietly begun to drain in this learning atmosphere.

In a blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, a middle-aged Caucasian male with a fat body and thinning hair hurriedly walked into the cafe with a bag. After looking around, he quickly came to Chu Heng and the others, and asked out of breath. : "Chrissy, what kind of news is it, it cost 30,000 yuan to buy it!"

"Ah, oh!"

Chrissy, who was concentrating on studying, shook his head when he heard the words, and calmly closed the book he regarded as a treasure in his hand, and then picked up the paper bag that Chu Heng had put on the table at some point and handed it to the man, confident. Full of: "Look at this, do you think it's worth 30,000 yuan?"

Seeing him act like this, the man already has confidence, but he still wants to take a look.

When he saw the first photo, his face changed suddenly, his hands quickened, and he quickly flipped through the rest, and then he held on to the photo as Chrissy had done before, He couldn't wait to throw the bag in his hand on the table, as if he was afraid that Chu Heng would go back on his words: "The 30,000-dollar knives are all in the bag, you order a little!"

"Hold on!"

Chu Heng, who had a dry mouth just now, drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then took it into a bag. In front of everyone's eyes, he took out three stacks of hundred-yuan bills, and immediately grabbed a stack of money and danced his fingers. Like flowers and butterflies, they quickly lit the banknotes at the speed of the two foreigners gaping their eyes.

"Swipe brush..."

In twenty seconds, the pile of money was checked by him, and he could even check whether it was true or false.

Let the two foreigners call God in a row.

"I don't know!"

Chu Heng pouted indifferently, and picked up another stack to continue counting.

This old Chu family must have skills...

Little Nicha walks better than him!

What is he proud of?

While he was checking the money, a hotel waiter also stood aside and watched secretly, his face full of excitement.

Not running!

Ya must be the enemy!

Otherwise, why would this foreigner give him money?

It's just... are you being too arrogant?

Running a national hotel transaction, when we are blind?

Or...want to play in the dark under the lights?

It's normal for him to think so. At this time, individuals are not allowed to do business. Who can get money from foreigners?

Not what is the enemy special?

So, when Chu Heng finished counting the money and the deal was about to be concluded, the waiter made a decisive decision, turned his head and waved to the restaurant leader standing at the door, indicating that he could do it.

The leader hurriedly shouted to several public security comrades who had just rushed over and were hiding nearby: "Comrade, you can go!"

"Walk!"

A male police officer in his 40s with a face full of vicissitudes

He got up from a chair and hurried out with his four men.

When they came to the cafe, they went straight to Chu Heng and the others who were about to get up and leave, and took out their guns and put them on their foreheads.

The vicissitudes of life stared at him and shouted loudly: "Don't move! Put everything down!"

The coffee-drinking guests around were taken aback and cast curious eyes.

"What are you doing?"

The two foreigners were also confused, but although they didn't realize what was going on, they raised their hands subconsciously, very racially gifted...

"Don't be impatient!"

Chu Heng didn't know much about this matter. He gave the two of them a reassuring look, and then looked at the police officers who were waiting for him with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Who is the leader?"

"I am!"

The vicissitudes of life looked at him coldly, and out of the corner of his eyes glanced at the money on the table, and he was even more certain that there was something wrong with Chu Heng.

"Go over there and talk."

Chu Heng didn't care about the muzzle on his forehead, stood up slowly, pointed to an empty table not far away and said.

Seeing his calm look, the vicissitudes of life raised his brows slightly, and began to be suspicious again.

Is there a misunderstanding in this?

So, with this thought in mind, he agreed to Chu Heng's request and took the goods to the coffee table.

But the muzzle never left him.

Chu Heng reluctantly walked forward under his supervision, and when he was far away from the two foreigners, he said softly, "Comrade, I am instructed to carry out the task, if you have any questions, please contact Mr. Meng from the **** department. Just say my name is Chu Heng."

"Department xx?"

The vicissitudes of life was stunned for a moment, and after looking at the dignified Chu Heng again, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's tone softened a lot: "Then wait a moment."

As he said that, he called a subordinate to look after Chu Heng, turned around and went to the lobby to make a phone call.

a while.

He came back with a strange expression, first ordered his subordinates to let the two foreigners leave, and then came to Chu Heng, apologizing: "I'm sorry, comrade, this is all a misunderstanding, it has been confirmed that you are on a mission, you You can leave now."

"It's okay, it's a good thing to be alert."

Chu Heng patted his shoulder cheerfully, wiped his body and was about to go back to get the money and leave.

"Wait a minute, comrade."

Seeing him going to get the money, the vicissitudes man hurriedly said: "Meng Da Lao has an order, the foreigner can leave, you can also leave, but the money must be kept!"

"I…"

Chu Heng had a drowsy look on his face.

Can you be human?

I'm exhausted, busy and busy, and co-authoring is all about making contributions?