Chapter 361 Poor relatives who beat the autumn wind?

As soon as Yan Xi entered the house, Yan Yunzhi stood up abruptly and strode over, "Yan Yan, are you alright?"

Yan Qinghe and Xi Yan also leaned over and looked over.

Although I just had a phone call, I was a little worried that I didn't see much with my own eyes.

Yan Xi briefly explained the situation, then turned to look at Yan Yunzhi, "Uncle, I'm worried that someone on my brother's side will make a fuss about this on the Internet."

Yan Yunzhi sneered, "Who dares!"

There was a fire in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Yesterday at noon, it’s okay to meet a female neuropathy, but now there are so many people squatting to guard their son, the man who took the picture still has a dirty mouth, saying that his son is a little white face who can only rely on his face, and he is trying to take advantage of Yan Xi .

Of course, Awen directly detained the person and called the police.

The other party said that he would be detained for a few days, which is a lesson for the fool.

But if others dare to spread some untrue rumors, don't blame him for being rude.

His heart was on fire, and he was worried that he had no place to vent. If anyone insisted on killing him and ramming the muzzle, he would happily fulfill the other party.

"You don't have to worry about this, the public relations department of Yan's Group will handle it." Yan Yunzhi said finally.

The person who was most involved in this matter was undoubtedly Yan Xi, her precious niece, and in any case, she was not someone who could make irresponsible remarks on the Internet.

Yan Yunzhi is well aware of the truth of spreading rumors and breaking the leg, and he has no intention of spreading the matter on the Internet at all.

Originally, there was a celebration banquet tonight. After all, the two-day college entrance examination was over. It was time to celebrate. Yan Yunzhi asked people to book the hotel.

Now that this is done, the celebration banquet is impossible.

Li Weiran pulled Huo Xiao over, and after confirming that Yan Xi was all right, he put down the gift and left.

After a chaotic day, Yan Xi fell asleep early, and when she woke up the next morning, she remembered one thing.

She saw Huo Mingyue wearing a cheongsam to accompany the exam when she entered the exam room on the first day. After that, the old lady just sent her a text message to congratulate her, and she didn't even show up after yesterday, which was really strange.

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Tan Qianhui has been waiting for the news on the Internet.

She secretly sold the news that Yan Feilu accompanied the exam to the marketing account, and the other party sent the last paragraph at 3:30 yesterday afternoon.

"Sister paper, your news is very reliable! Yan Feilu really appeared, no, I'm going to squat and take pictures, I have inquired, he will send flowers to YX at the end of every exam, no doubt licking the dog's face. "

It's just that after sending this message, the other party is completely hidden, and no response is made to the private message.

Fortunately, she didn't just sell the news to this one, and turned her head to poke another marketing account.

There was a quick reply: "I didn't take a picture, I don't know."

Tan Qianhui was furious, what do these paparazzi eat!

Really stupid as a pig! Can't even do this little thing!

It doesn't matter, she doesn't think it's a problem. Anyway, she is well versed in the marketing routines of the entertainment industry, and she can still write a short essay without photos.

...of course, it cost someone 5,000 yuan to write it.

After the small composition was written, Tan Qianhui didn't plan to break the news with her large number. After all, this account has many friends who are known in the real world, and those from the circle of celebrities in the imperial capital are of course not suitable for secretly poking and doing bad things.

She submitted the small composition to the marketing account.

It is said that there are large melons, fidelity and ripeness.

Those marketing accounts have also cooperated with her several times.

They are all familiar routines and operations. The other party is willing to do it even if they don't give money, and even add fuel to it. After all, Yan Feilu has its own heat and traffic.

It's just that no marketing account took care of her this time, and directly blocked her.

Just kidding, Yan's Group and Shengyu Media suddenly made a move to suppress the news of Yan Feilu's accompany test incident. The marketing account is not stupid, but they dare not kill at this time.

For Tan Qianhui, a black fan of non-deer words, everyone also quickly cut the seats, so as not to be dragged down by the other party, the gain outweighed the loss.

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Ge Xiwen hung up the phone and looked at Yan Feilu with a complicated expression.

When the news broke yesterday, he was taken aback, thinking that things would be overwhelmed.

He told the studio to work overtime to prepare for public relations all night, but it turned out that there was not even a splash of such a big thing?

At one point, he almost doubted whether his artist was out of breath, so he didn't have a marketing account to follow his news.

However, it is impossible to be overwhelmed. Recently, Yan Feilu’s business resources are surprisingly good. The endorsements and cooperation that were taken away by means of people in the past, those companies have extended an olive branch to Yan Feilu again. This time, the conditions given More generous, full of sincerity.

Of course, there is the influence of Huo Ziang's house collapse incident, but on the other hand, it is indeed because his own artists are good enough.

After being pressed for such a long time, I finally have the day to come out.

In fact, he was not worried at all about the incident of accompanying the exam, after all, Yan Xi was Yan Feilu's cousin.

Although it may be the kind of cousin who is a thousand miles away, she is also a relative. It is ridiculous that someone on the Internet makes a fuss about it.

However, the news was suppressed, and most of it was from the Yan Group. I don't want my eldest lady to be popular, right?

He had inquired about Yan Xi's family relationship. Although her surname was Yan, she was actually the granddaughter of the Yan family. Her family surname was Xi, and she was not as prominent as the Yan family.

It seems that the relationship between the Xi family and the Yan family is not very good, and they have not been in contact for many years.

Relatives of the Xi family...that's even more common.

No wonder Yan Feilu has a cousin like Yan Xi, but when he first debuted, he was so poor that he once needed to borrow money from himself to buy food.

"This is the way it is for the time being, you don't need to think too much." Ge Xiwen thought about it, and decided to comfort his artist first.

This approach of the Yan Group seems to be a bit disgusting with the poor relatives who beat the autumn wind.

Although their own artists have never done anything to make Yan Xi's popularity, it is hard to guarantee that the Yan family will think more after reading the rumors on the Internet. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Yan Feilu was stunned: "I didn't think much about it."

He was still regretting why he was so careless and so careless, and almost implicated his sister.

There is too much darkness in this circle. He insisted on going this way and promised Yan Yunzhi from the very beginning that his family would never be implicated.

The Yan family are very low-key and pragmatic, and do not want to magnify their lives in front of the public and be discussed and directed after dinner.

This is also the main reason why he refuses to reveal his identity.

There was an announcement on the TV station today that Yan Feilu arrived at the TV station on time.

It was such a coincidence that when he was walking in, he happened to meet Huo Ziang walking out.

Zhao Heng saw Ge Xiwen and Yan Feilu, and the old and new hatred were intertwined.

He had always thought that Yan Feilu was a coward, and he didn't dare to resist when he was trampled under his feet.

(End of this chapter)