"Go ahead, how much did you sell my news?"

When Shen Qingming said this, he looked around.

"You, what are you talking nonsense?"

Liang Cuiyu stammered as soon as he heard Shen Qingming's reconciliation. He didn't expect that Shen Qingming would be so clever.

Obviously knowing that he should not panic, but subconsciously, his eyes are still involuntary, looking in another direction.

Although Shen Qingming was looking in another direction, she had been staring at Liang Cuiyu all the time.

At this moment Liang Cuiyu's eyes turned to the other side, and her head immediately turned to that direction.

At this time, I saw that direction, and a black shadow flashed by, and then I saw the leaves shaking constantly.

Obviously, that place is for people.

Obviously, it must be the paparazzi.

After all, I am a right star now, and I also want to dig something out of my body to gain attention.

She had expected these things a long time ago.

But I didn't expect that it could be shameful to such a point that he even joined Liang Cuiyu together.

Seeing Shen Qingming had discovered it, Liang Cuiyu quickly grabbed Shen Qingming's arm.

"You unfilial daughter, now you have made money, and now you are a big star, don't even ask me as a mother? Mom used to have no way to feed you, you have been holding hate until now. "

Liang Cuiyu took Shen Qingming's hand and kept crying, hoarse.

Shen Qingming slammed her to the ground forcefully, and Shen Tong on one side also walked towards the tree over there, and quickly pulled out the reporter who was hiding behind the book.

Shen Tong caught the reporter, and immediately took out a small tool from his wallet, and took his camera apart within three or two minutes.

The camera is gone!

"You pay me the camera!"

The reporter screamed as soon as he saw this.

"Which newspaper are you from?"

Shen Tong asked him.

The reporter frowned, and finally said, "I'm from Apple Daily."

Anyway, their Apple Daily is now the leader of this industry.

He is rich, so what?

Anyway, with the pen in their hands, it's okay to write them to death.

"Oh!"

Shen Tong glanced at him faintly, then turned and walked to the other side, and went to call.

The reporter looked at Shen Tong like this, as if he was afraid, smiled immediately, and stood aside.

Liang Cuiyu also saw the current situation clearly, and sat on the ground along the way, crying.

"Oh hello, this biological daughter beat her mother—"

She cried and slapped her thigh vigorously on the other side.

But this place is also a relatively standard apartment.

She yelled for a long time, but no one came, just a few of them, standing in the same place.

Shen Tong hung up the phone and walked to the reporter, "You won't be using it for work tomorrow!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the reporter laughed scornfully, and his eyes were full of mockery as he looked at Shen Tong.

But in the next second, his cell phone rang.

When he finished answering the phone, his face was very ugly at this time.