Rural Shennong

Chen Ping took out his phone, unlocked the screen, and shook it at Du Shiman.

"Look, I still have the app of Southern Celebrities.com, and I often read news recommendations from this website."

As he said that, he opened the app: "I really didn't expect Boss Hu's character to be so bad. I guess the news on his website is also made up, so I won't read it in the future!"

Du Shiman rolled his eyes: "Should I say that you are ignorant and fearless, or should I say that you..."

She really wanted to say that Chen Ping pretended to be a wolf with a big tail, and she was trying to save face as a hot cannon, maintaining his face as a ridiculous man.

She has seen this kind of person too much, who made her naturally beautiful.

Chen Ping is just the owner of a small bar, and Du Shiman really doesn't know where he got the courage to speak so loudly.

She thought that Chen Ping was different, and her first impression was different from other men.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping had such a clichéd side, Du Shiman was a little disappointed.

However, Chen Ping had invited her to drink, and had relieved her just now, so she was too embarrassed to say anything too exaggerated.

"Mr. Chen, you have good wine in this bar, and you have spent a lot of thought to attract so many customers?"

"Although I can't see who these people are wearing masks, they are dressed in unusual ways."

"Moreover, a lot of people recognized Hu Buliang just now, which shows that many of them are like me, celebrities who don't want to show their faces in this small bar."

"Although your strategy was successful, you made the bar so popular in just a few days."

"But you really shouldn't offend Hu Buliang."

"Hu Buliang won't let it go. If I didn't expect it, he should have sent a reporter over."

"Think about it, if your bar is missed by reporters, would these high-end consumers dare to come again?"

Chen Ping disagreed: "Hu Buliang dare not!"

"Even if he is the boss of the Southern Celebrity News, the masked guests here are all unusual, right?"

"Did he dare to commit public wrath?"

Du Shiman sneered: "He doesn't need reporters to interview anyone at all. As long as these people guess that Hu Buliang has this intention, they won't dare to continue playing with you."

"If you don't believe me, take a look, the customers here are almost gone!"

Sure enough, many people realized the danger, especially those customers wearing masks, and basically left the bar.

The rest who didn't wear masks were ordinary young people with low social status or who were not afraid of being exposed.

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "What you said is a problem."

After a moment of silence, Chen Ping suddenly asked: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be very dangerous for you to be here?"

"You, a big star, go out to go out to bars at night. If you are photographed by reporters, it will be a big blow to your reputation, right?"

Du Shiman pouted: "I'm wearing a mask!"

Chen Ping said with a half-smile: "Yes, you are wearing a mask, but now you are left to wear it yourself!"

Du Shiman's heart skipped a beat.

If the reporter comes later, she will be the only one wearing a mask at the scene. There is almost no silver 300 taels here.

"I...I'll go first!" Du Shiman was about to get up when Chen Ping stopped him: "It's too late for you to go now!"

Du Shiman saw two people with cameras came in at the door, looking around, and suddenly beeped in panic: "Then what do you think?"

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "You come with me first!"

She followed Chen Ping to the office on the second floor of the bar. Chen Ping asked her to sit down first, and turned to Hua Biao to explain a few words.

After hearing Chen Ping's finalized strategy, Du Shiman, Hua Biao, Duan Peilong and others were all dumbfounded.

"Miss Du, for the sake of your reputation, it's okay for you to find some friends to cooperate with you a little bit?"

Du Shiman's expression was very strange, including embarrassment, resentment, and helplessness: "Okay, I'll listen to you this time."

Chen Ping touched his nose: "I'm not using you, I'm doing it for your own good!"

Du Shiman's big eyes almost rolled to the back of his head: "I believe in your ghost!"

Ten minutes later, a large group of reporters with long guns and short cannons came one after another, and rushed into the bar in groups.

The guests in the bar were a little flustered, but they quickly calmed down and looked curiously at the group of reporters who came suddenly.

There are even a few young people who are eager to give it a try and want to be interviewed by reporters.

But these reporters are really not interested in ordinary passers-by.

Hu Buliang had told them a long time ago that he asked them to find a young woman wearing a black butterfly mask, a white T-shirt on the upper body, and denim cropped pants on the lower body. That woman was Du Shiman.

If in the past, there was such an opportunity to catch Du Shiman going to the bar alone, Hu Buliang would definitely hide it and get an exclusive news first.

But this time, Hu Buliang wanted to make something big, and he didn't care what was exclusive or not. He just wanted to make Du Shiman dirty.

Therefore, he not only notified his own reporter, but also notified many friends in the media circle.

That's why there are only so many reporters here.

The bar is not big, and the reporters looked at it for a long time, but didn't see anything they wanted to see.

At this moment, Hua Biao came down from the second floor.

"Hey, I'm so honored that so many journalist friends come to this small bar of mine!"

They ran here in the middle of the night, but they couldn't find any news about it. These reporters were not reconciled. Seeing that this handsome and outrageous man seemed to be the owner of a bar, they quickly surrounded him.

"Are you the boss here?"

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

"We heard..."

Hua Biao waved his hand: "Everyone, calm down, please calm down!"

"I'm willing to answer any of your questions, but if you ask them together, I don't know who to answer first."

He cleared his throat: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Hua Biao and I am the boss of Tiansheng Entertainment. You can call me Boss Hua or Boss Hua."

A reporter asked impatiently: "Boss Hua, I heard that the queen Du Shiman is here with you, is it true that you still have a secret meeting with her boyfriend?"

The reporter had already made up his mind. If Hua Biao refused to admit it, he would lead a group of reporters to the second floor to find Du Shiman.

Although there are not many reporters from the Southern Celebrity Daily, there are quite a few people from other media. As long as there is a leader, these dozens of people rush forward together, and ordinary people can't stop them at all.

His boss, Hu Buliang, has already notified Du Shiman that he is definitely here and has never left.

Just when the reporter was eager to try, Hua Biao opened his mouth and set off a big bomb as soon as he opened his mouth.

Because he didn't deny it at all, and nodded with certainty: "Du Shiman came to my place..."

Before Hua Biao could finish speaking, the reporters had an orgasm. It really was big news.

They even had a crazy title in mind.

For example, the national queen was suspected of being dumped in a mysterious bar.

What day after getting drunk late night bar secret meeting with her boyfriend or something like that.

"Mr. Hua, are you Miss Du's boyfriend?"

"When did you two start dating?"

"Someone saw Miss Du retching last month. Is she pregnant?"

"Mr. Hua, what is the name of your first child?"

The corners of Hua Biao's eyes twitched violently: "Everyone, listen to me, listen to me!"

The reporters wanted to put the microphone in Hua Biao's mouth, and wanted to be the first to get his answer.

Hua Biao is in a hurry!