Chapter 387: Cash Cow

——If female celebrities encounter illegal abuse, most of them will not choose to call the police.

Because, if exposed, their reputation will be damaged.

Public opinion will attack them:

Who knows if you guys betrayed me because you didn't agree on the price?

Did you seduce him on purpose?

Who makes you so slutty and wearing such revealing clothes? You deserve to be violated...

Although he is clearly a victim, he still has to endure criticism and ridicule.

Female celebrities will inevitably have concerns.

If they call the police, can they get justice?

But one thing is certain, as long as this matter is exposed, they will definitely be harmed twice.

It will even affect their careers: brands and film crews will exclude her from the list.

Because I'm afraid of getting into trouble.

Such a woman represents trouble.

——Cheng Linggang has just become the heroine of such a big production. Naturally, she will not make any news about what happens to her.

Otherwise it will be self-destructive.

Cheng Ling's face sank when he heard the sound of Hu Xuetong smoking over there.

As a woman, Hu Xuetong uses the difficulty of women's rights protection and the characteristics of "slut humiliation" to suppress women.

After Hu Xuetong hung up the phone, he smoked for a while before continuing to rummage through his address book.

Cheng Ling watched her rummaging through the address book on her phone. Soon, she clicked on a phone number with the name of Paparazzi (Cheng).

Paparazzi "Cheng" - I specially found a paparazzi for myself.

Almost as soon as the music started playing on the other side of the phone, the call was answered immediately.

Just listen to the other party's urgent and humble voice: "Hello, hello, sister? Oh, you have called me. I have been waiting for a long time... If you don't let me take the initiative to call you, I can only worry."

Hu Xuetong blew out smoke and said calmly:

"Have your studio discussed the price? The price last time was not acceptable."

"Oh, sister, the price is already quite high. You should also know that."

Hu Xuetong raised her voice: "Have you gone online today? Have you seen how popular the crew is? How many people are waiting to dig up dirt on her! It's all money!"

The other party was a little unbelievable: "Director Xu Zhimu, there has never been such a scandal in all these years... Is that Cheng Ling really having an affair with him?"

Hu Xuetong sneered: "I have photos and videos. If you don't want them, there are a lot of studios waiting for me to contact you. This is an opportunity for you to get rich and famous."

The other party hesitated for a while: "We are willing to double the price."

Hu Xuetong took a breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled it: "... This handle is in your hands, it is a cash cow. They can only give you as much as you want from the crew."

The other party gritted his teeth and said with determination: "One million!"

Hu Xuetong was finally satisfied.

She said: "Okay. Later, pay attention to the mobile phone messages. The old rule is to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. I only want cash."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Xuetong squinted his eyes, finished enjoying the whole cigarette, put it out with his foot, hummed a song, and returned to the restaurant.

After she returned to the restaurant, she subconsciously glanced at the main table.

Cheng Ling was holding a teacup and talking to Tang Qing, the "green tea" actor next to him, smiling.

Hu Xuetong said in his heart: Laugh, laugh. Laugh while you still can.

She returned to her staff table.

Not long after, I heard a knock from the waiter outside the door.

"The food is served!"

Everyone shouted: "It's finally here."

"starving!"

Chinese dishes were served one after another like a stream of water, including squirrel mandarin fish, roast duck, boiled beef slices, braised pork with pickled vegetables... Everyone was so hungry that they raised their chopsticks to pick up the dishes.

After a while, someone asked: "Why don't you have anything to drink? What kind of drink, wine or something?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Xuetong put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and stood up: "Are you ordering? I'll go and hurry."

Cheng Ling raised an eyebrow.

Oh, she is getting ready to add some ingredients.