Meng Sifei said this and turned to Chen Huayao and said, "To purify the atmosphere in the entertainment industry, we must first set an example. Only then can we prepare for our work, and we must take steps step by step. Like Chen Youtong, Bai Youcheng, and Ning Jieqing, the heavyweight stars involved the interests of many groups, and we cannot move for the time being. There are two small and medium-sized entertainment companies, which happened to be beaten by you a few days ago. One is Tianxiang Entertainment and the other is Royal Movie. I plan to start with them."

Chen Huayao nodded: "Then what are you going to do?"

"This is simple. Royal Film Company is in Taohua Road in the West District, so it simply put them in the sphere of influence to facilitate jurisdiction. Then I applied for funds from Lei Xin to truly achieve control. On this basis, I eliminated scum and set a good example. Lan Jiaoxue's reputation is still good, and the so-called scandal is just created by the company to increase exposure."

"Oh, how can you establish this role model?"

Meng Sifei smiled and said, "Since ancient times, no profit, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is to betray one. If you rely solely on fighting and killing, there will still be people who sell their conscience for the sake of profit, which cannot be prohibited at all. The Ming Taizu set a rule that corruption of 50 taels of silver should be peeled. Corrupt officials will still die one after another? Let's make Lan Jiaoxue famous first, so that people in the entertainment industry know that as long as you keep yourself clean and don't worry about no way out, it will be more beneficial than unspoken rules, so that everyone will like it, don't you think?"

Chen Huayao couldn't help but smile and said, "Sir for three days, please look at him with admiration. Captain Meng's words are worth our consideration. Okay, just do it like this. You have not enough people in the Hungry Dog Team? You will start selecting talents tomorrow."

Du Yinqiao said next to him: "Lao Meng, you have been divorced for several years. Since Lan Jiaoxue is so good, why don't you achieve another story and add glory to our committee."

Meng Sifei said seriously: "Since I want to make her famous, I can't get involved anymore, otherwise everyone would say that Lan Jiaoxue was made famous by the Crab Committee. Why? Because she accepted the unspoken rules of the Crab Committee. In this way, our purification work is equivalent to a joke."

Du Yinqiao said: "I'm just kidding, why take it seriously?"

Meng Sifei laughed: "Old Du still has this sense of humor?" He thought to himself that Du Yinqiao could joke, but in front of Chen Huayao, I must make this statement.

Chen Huayao looked at the old lotus table and said, "It's getting late, you guys play first, I have to go back. Lingyu, if you have any luggage, please pack up and follow me."

Ling Yuyi stood up. Meng Sifei said, "Go back so early?" Du Yinqiao was extremely informed and whispered: "He has two women in his family, so he must have to kneel on the washboard when he goes back."

After packing up two simple sets of changing clothes for monks, Ling Ju followed: "Uncle Master, where are you going?"

I called a taxi and drove directly to the Honghe Valley Bar on Xiangzhang Road, and asked Feng Yusheng to find a room upstairs to settle down.

The room is not big, according to the standard single room design of an ordinary hotel, with an area of ​​about ten square meters, a large bed in the middle, a color TV opposite, and a bathroom at the door, which is cleanly organized.

Ling Yu has been running around for five years, sticking to the bottom line of monks and making a living by begging alms. There has never been more than 100 yuan in his pocket. When he meets a kind person with a good heart, he lets him stay at home. If he fails, he sleeps all night in the corner of the station, and eats leftovers of rice.

Have you ever seen such a good and clean place?

He was surprised and happy for a moment, picked up the fragrant sheet and smelled it again and again, and asked in disbelief: "This... is this for me to sleep with?"

"Stay good rest today and start working tomorrow." Chen Huayao said coldly.

"Work? Do me to clean the plate again?"

Before leaving, Zhang Moying was scolded by Chen Huayao, saying that she was lazy and had a lower IQ than a pig, but she refused to work hard. She would definitely suffer a lot in entering society in the future.

The little girl Xia Dirui was also sarcastic and sarcastic, saying unpleasant words made Zhang Moying even more angry, and she was still absent-minded until class.

This lesson is really boring. The teacher talks endlessly and emphasizes the key points. He memorizes it by rote. He memorizes which paragraph seems more important, and has no technical content at all.

After class in the afternoon, he had a dinner with a chewy waxy meal in the cafeteria, and Zhang Moying began to prepare for a plan to skip class to play in the evening.

If you want me to study hard, I will not study hard. I will use negative methods such as skipping classes to take revenge on my family. This is basically what children love to do during the rebellious period.

Anyway, your academic performance is like this, it depends on how you explain it to your grandma at that time? Don’t think that you can educate good people by being a top student at Peking University.

Back to the dormitory, open the address book on your phone and search page by page to see who is more suitable to make an appointment to play together.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and the students in the class are divided into several groups. There is no need to say that those who study hard and improve every day are one. One group likes sports, one group like celebrities, another group like electronic games, and another group like Zhang Moying.

Zhang Moying has a good family background, spends pocket money every day, is vain, is not interested in learning, and looks like a big sister. Some of the elder students are also around her.

"Ali, how about going to the imperial city to sing K later?" Zhang Moying called a girl in the same house.

"Don't you still have to go to evening self-study later?" said the girl named Ali.

"What are you going to do? What's the point of that kind of evening self-study? Hello, will you go? If you don't go, I'll call someone else."

The girl said in embarrassment: "I still won't go anymore. Teacher Cen said she would go to the classroom to guide her exercises in the evening. I was afraid that she would check the number of people."

Zhang Moying glared at her fiercely: "Hmph, coward." Then she thought, and called another girl again: "Xiaoyuan, are you going?"

"I still haven't done any Chinese test papers, so I won't go."

"It's so boring. If you don't go, I'll go find someone else." After dressing up in the bathroom, put on a delicate makeup, grabbed a small bag and went out.

When Zhang Moying came to the classroom, most of the students were already reviewing their homework. It was quiet, and from time to time, the sound of writing with the pen tip rubbing against the paper and the sound of whispering to each other.

The academic year of high school is urgent, and every minute and every second is very precious. Many people go back to the classroom after dinner and no longer linger in the dormitory.

Zhang Moying sat in her seat for less than a minute, and when she saw the students around her working hard, she felt restless. Well, let's go to those best friends.

When I arrived at the next class, several students passing by were respectfully shouting: "Sister Ying, it's morning!"

"What's the early one? It's time to call out Tan Luyang from your class."

It took a long time before Zhang Moying saw Tan Luyang walking out of the classroom. His image was almost shocking. He saw a physics review outline under his armpit, a pen on his chest pocket, and a notebook in his hand, which looked like a full-blown young man. The most important thing is that his left face is fat and swollen, covered with Band-Aids, which looks not much better than a pig's head.

"What are you doing? Who was beaten?" Zhang Moying asked with a frown.

Tan Luyang raised the textbook to block half of his face and said, "Yesterday, I fell down on my bike yesterday."

Zhang Moying said, "Oh, be careful next time, don't break it. I'm so bored today. You call Shi Wenchao and the others to go to the imperial city to sing K, and I will pay the bill."

Tan Luyang looked back and forth with fear, and there seemed to be no eyeliner arranged by the uncle around him. He put down half of his thoughts and whispered: "I won't go anymore, you'd better go by yourself."

"Why? You don't always ask me to treat you?"

Tan Luyang replied shiningly: "This, I have something to do these days, so I can't go."

"Don't go?" Zhang Moying was really angry and said loudly, "What else can you do? Are you going to play games again? Be careful I will beat you up."

"No, no, my dad said that if I can't get better this month's grades, I will interrupt all my financial resources. So, homework is more important now." Tan Luyang made up a crappy lie in a hurry.

Zhang Moying seemed to hear some joke and couldn't believe her ears: "Homework is important? You don't have a fever. Stop nagging, leave quickly, it will be too late to close the school after the bell rings."

Tan Luyang said seriously: "Really, Yingying, let's not waste our studies anymore. How meaning is eating, drinking and having fun every day? While there is still half a year before the college entrance examination, it is okay to review. As long as you have methods, efficiency and perseverance, you will definitely be able to get into a good university in the future."

"You, you're nervous!" Zhang Moying glared and said, "Okay! You're called Shi Wenchao, I'll find someone else with him. We'll still play with you."

Tan Luyang shook his head and said, "Achao won't go either. He has to review like me. He wasted a lot of time before, without a foundation, and even had to make up for the second year of high school. If he doesn't study at this time, he really has no chance."

Zhang Moying looked at him as if she was watching a Martian. She took out her cell phone to check the date and said to herself: "Today is not April Fool's Day. Did you take the wrong medicine, right?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I still have several exercise questions that I don't understand thoroughly and am busy." Tan Luyang said as he walked into the classroom, leaving Zhang Moying behind him indifferently.

After Zhang Moying left in disappointment, Zhang Long and Ma Fuji appeared in the classroom corridor with cigarette butts in their hands, waved to Tan Luyang and Shi Wenchao.

Several students who were usually more open-minded knew that they were rogues in the nearby area, and their faces were filled with fear.

Tan Luyang and Shi Wenchao were shocked and quickly trotted to meet him.

"What did she ask you for just now?" Zhang Long asked.

"She asked us to go out and sing K, but I didn't agree." Tan Luyang and his two lowered their heads and lowered their hands, as if they were loyal subordinates who reported their work to their leaders.

Zhang Long took a puff of cigarette and pondered and said, "Does she have any other good classmates in school?"

"There are so many. She loves to play and is rich, and everyone loves to hold her."

"Since you don't go, she will definitely call others. Please contact us quickly and see who she has called, when the time is set, and where the location is set."
Chapter completed!