Chapter 2 You may need to call 120.(1/2)
My clothes were torn, my hands were dislocated, and I couldn't attend the press conference.
When Yu Zhou limped out of the stairs, Yang Mei happened to run over.
"The press conference has begun, why are you still here?"
She glanced up and down at Yu Zhou.
Yang Mei was slightly angry: "Why is it so messy when I just prepared the makeup for you?"
"Something was a little unexpected." Yu Zhou calmed down than her and tried hard to move his elbow, wanting to try to get the dislocated one back.
She gasped in pain and frowned.
Beautiful people can always make people more tolerant and patient.
"Are you injured?" Yang Mei asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"It's okay." Yu Zhou shook his head, turned around and hit the pillar with his elbow. After a severe pain, he felt his elbow bone slip back.
OK, it won't hurt anymore.
"I can't go to the press conference." Yu Zhou knew that she was like this now, and she could only embarrass her eyes when she rushed over.
"I'll tell Sister Zhang."
Yu Zhou called with his cell phone, indicating that he had encountered some accident.
She is not an important role, she is absent if she is absent, so Sister Zhang immediately agreed.
After Yu Zhou put down his phone, he looked at Yang Mei with a little guilty feeling.
"Sorry, it delayed you putting on me for so long."
As a result, it was all in vain.
What's the point of apologizing to her?
Yang Mei felt that his face was a sin. She calmed down and said, "You can go back to the backstage to rest for a while."
Yu Zhou nodded and returned to the rest room just now.
Everyone went to the press conference site, and there was almost no one in the rest room, which was very quiet.
Yu Zhou entered the dressing room and carefully checked whether there were any wounds on his body.
Fortunately, there was a slight scratch on the outside of the left calf, which was a little broken, and it was not serious.
While sitting on the sofa and resting, Yu Zhou couldn't help but recall what had just happened.
It can only be described in two words.
Disgrace.
absurd.
She didn't know if she had seen it except that 1.9 meters tall, it was a scene of death in the society.
And she was picked up!
It's like carrying garbage.
Directly! Pick it up!
Yu Zhou touched his hot cheeks and couldn't help but stomp his feet.
The more beautiful you wear, the ridiculous things that happen.
At this moment, she heard the sound of talking at the door.
Yu Zhou was shocked, his legs were retracted, and he sat down seriously and straightly.
"Don't worry, a team of people have been sent on the scene, and the surrounding area is tight and nothing will happen."
"Well, I know, someone has been sent backstage too."
"Yes, Yudun Security is here to serve you throughout the process!"
Yu Zhou listened, raised his ears, hesitated, and stood up.
As soon as he got up, the person at the door came in and ran into him head-on.
"Hello." The man in a black suit nodded at her and asked, "Are you the only one here?"
This man is in his thirties, with a straight buzzing head and a righteous look on his face.
Yu Zhou went down and saw a small black sign on his left chest, which read: Yu Shield Security.
Yu Zhou nodded: "It should be."
After all, I haven't seen anyone in the past ten minutes.
"My name is Wei Bo, and I am the captain of the security team." The man introduced himself first.
"What happened at the scene today, and we specially sent additional staff. Do you need more people to protect here?"
Wei Bai didn't know these stars, but just looked at the beautiful person in front of him and thought he should be a big star.
Yu Zhou said curiously: "What happened?"
"Someone took advantage of our loopholes and harassed Miss Jiang." Wei Bai replied.
He was scolded by the boss just now, and Wei Bai now attaches great importance to this aspect.
Especially these beautiful female stars—
At present, key protection.
Yu Zhouke has never received such treatment.
She thought it must be the person in front of her who made a mistake.
Those who will be harassed will all have fans. Those who have no fans like her will not have any troubles in this regard.
Yu Zhou hesitated for a while and asked: "Does your company provide one-to-one service?"
Wei Bai frowned when he heard this.
Yu Zhou quickly explained: "I mean...I want to hire a private bodyguard."
“…is it feasible?”
Now they are doing a task, so it is not convenient to discuss another business.
Wei Bo nodded: "Of course, our company also provides private protection."
"Then, if I-" Yu Zhou didn't finish his words, Wei Bai received another call.
It seemed that something was wrong, and he was in a hurry to leave.
"Or else leave a phone number first." Yu Zhou said.
"Yes." Wei Bai gave her a business card.
After Wei Bai left, Yu Zhou looked at the business card in his hand and couldn't help but turn the corner of his lips.
She really dared to have this idea and asked her number.
If she really hires a bodyguard, there is another realistic problem: she has to pay someone a salary.
It's indeed floating.
I can't even raise it myself well, so I actually want to raise another one.
Evening crew gathering.
Everyone was surrounded by Jiang Qingyue and chatted enthusiastically.
Yu Zhou sat for a while and felt depressed.
So she got up and walked out.
This is a private club. After leaving the private room, there are very few people who see it.
There are bodyguards guarding almost every box.
Yu Zhou followed the memory and walked out twice, and found that he had not walked out.
How could there be such a place, designed like a maze?
To be honest, Yu Zhou's heart has been feeling uneasy since he had that dream last night.
I always feel that is a sign.
I looked at the time and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
I don’t know when the dinner will end. Judging from the joy they said, it will probably be after twelve o’clock.
Yu Zhou walked by, his heart started to beat faster again.
I don’t know where I came from, the lights were dim and silent.
She vaguely felt a pair of eyes staring at her.
No, it wasn't her random thoughts this time, it was really wrong.
To be continued...