Chapter 772 People can leave
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. His eyes were bright, as if he vaguely saw some future, but because he had too many thoughts, he felt like he was in a mess. No matter what, I can't find a clear context for this feeling.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Chu Heng with burning eyes, as if he was looking at his life mentor, and asked for advice in a low profile: "Tell me, what do people like to watch? What kind of news? ”
Chu Jianxian is very pretentious, and he basically knows a little bit about everything. Even if he doesn’t understand, he can still pretend to understand. After blowing for a while, he threw away the cigarette butt after hearing this, picked up the tea cup and moistened his throat, and then started to talk: "We won't talk about it here, otherwise we won't survive for a few episodes, so let's talk about your side. You just said people. I think you want to target civilians, right?"
"Yes, yes!" Chrissy nodded hurriedly.
It was a comfortable chat today, no need to explain, it just made sense!
“That’s it!”
Chu Heng pondered for a moment and said slowly: “You people in the Citizen Country only like to see so many types of things, which are nothing more than race, freedom, Money, mystery, X, and then there’s the big man’s misfortune.”
“You know Citi very well. Ah!”
Chrissy raised his brows and looked at him in surprise as he had never been abroad before. He thought this was a bit strange, but he didn’t go into too much detail. After thinking about it, he asked tactfully. : "Then tell me, if I want to...um...make...a big news, how should I start?"
Yo ho!
You get started quickly with this mop rod!
You actually know how to make news!
Chu Heng glanced at him sideways, and then started talking again: "Hey, it's not easy to make news about your Citigroup thing. Let me give you an example first, and you can slowly explain it yourself. Product.”
“Yeah!”
Krissy quickly took out a pen and paper and started taking class notes.
Teacher Chu smiled and nodded, very satisfied with his attitude, and then carefully recalled a piece of news that he read later, and said with malice: "For example, when you see an African-American gangster being raped by a white policeman, Killed. We don’t care who is right or wrong, so we just promote his innocence and say in the manuscript that he raised his hands and was shot by a racist, etc. What’s next? , you can also advocate taking to the streets to protest, intensify this racial conflict, make a large-scale report on this, and portray yourself as a pioneer warrior against racial discrimination..."
"Shuashuashua... …”
Chrissy’s eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened, and he felt that it was of great benefit. He took a pen and quickly recorded it in his notebook, as if he was listening to the holy words.
One of them dared to brag, the other dared to remember, and time began to slip away quietly in this learning atmosphere.
In the blink of an eye.
Half an hour later, a middle-aged Caucasian man who was tall, fat and had some sparse hair hurriedly walked into the coffee shop carrying a bag. After looking around, he quickly came to Chu Heng and the others. , asked breathlessly: "Chrissy, what kind of news is it that you have to spend 30,000 yuan to buy it!"
"Ah, oh!"
Krissy, who was concentrating on his studies, was stunned when he heard this, then calmly closed the book he regarded as a treasure in his hand, then picked up the paper bag that Chu Heng had put on the table at an unknown time and handed it to the man, confidently Manman said: "Take a look at this, do you think it is worth 30,000 yuan?"
Seeing him acting like this, the man already had confidence, but he still took it and wanted to take a look.
When he saw the first photo, his expression suddenly changed, and his hand speeded up quickly, and he quickly flipped through the rest of the photos. Then he grabbed the photo tightly like Chrissie did before. He couldn't wait to throw the bag in his hand on the table, as if he was afraid that Chu Heng would regret it: "There are thirty thousand US dollars in the bag, please order some!"< br>
“Wait a minute!”
Chu Heng, who was a little dry from what he just said, drank some tea to moisten his throat, then took the bag and took out three items from it in full view of everyone. He immediately grabbed a wad of money, his fingers danced like butterflies, and he quickly counted the bills with the speed of two foreigners gaping.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
In less than twenty seconds, this wad of money was checked by him, and he could even check whether it was genuine or not.
Let the two foreigners call God continuously.
“I don’t know!”
Chu Heng curled his lips indifferently, grabbed another pile and continued counting.
This is a must-have skill for the old Chu family...
Xiao Ni can do more research than he does!
Why does he have the confidence to be proud?
While he was checking the money, a hotel waiter stood aside and secretly looked at him, his face full of excitement.
No more running!
You must be an enemy agent!
Why else would this foreigner give him money?
It’s just...are you too arrogant?
Think we are blind when we are doing business at the National Hotel?
Or maybe... you want to play in the dark under the light? It's normal for him to think this way. Individuals are not allowed to do business at this time. Who can get money from foreigners?
What is it if it’s not an enemy agent?
So, just when Chu Heng finished counting the money and the deal was about to be concluded, the waiter made a quick decision and turned to the hotel manager standing at the door and waved to indicate that he could take action.
The leader hurriedly shouted to several police comrades who had just arrived and were hiding nearby: "Comrade, it's time to go!"
"Let's go!"
One A male police officer in his forties with a weathered face hurriedly stood up from a chair and walked out quickly with four of his men.
When they arrived at the coffee shop, they went straight to Chu Heng and the others who were about to get up and leave. When they got there, they took out guns and put them on their heads.
The vicissitudes of life man stared and shouted loudly: "Don't move! Put everything down!"
The coffee drinkers around him were startled and looked at him curiously.
"What are you doing?"
The two foreigners were also confused, but although they didn't realize what was going on, they subconsciously raised their hands, showing great racial talent...
“Be patient!”
Chu Heng knew nothing about this matter. He gave the two of them a reassuring look, then looked seriously at the waiting police officers, and said in a deep voice: "Who is the leader?"
"I am! "
The vicissitudes of life man looked at him coldly, glanced at the money on the table from the corner of his eye, and became even more certain that something was wrong with Chu Heng.
“Go and have a chat over there.”
Chu Heng didn’t care about the gun on his head, he slowly stood up and pointed at an empty table not far away and said.
Seeing his calm look, Vicissitudes of Man raised his eyebrows slightly and became suspicious again.
Is there a misunderstanding?
So, with this thought in mind, he agreed to Chu Heng’s request and took this guy to the coffee table.
But the gun never left him.
Chu Heng walked forward helplessly under his supervision. When he was far away from the two foreigners, he said softly: "Comrade, I was ordered to perform a task. If you have any questions, please contact xx Boss Meng from the department said my name was Chu Heng.”
"Department xx?"
The vicissitudes of life man was stunned when he heard this. After looking at the dignified Chu Heng again, his tone became much gentler: "Then wait a moment."
As he said , he called one of his men to look after Chu Heng, then turned to the lobby to make a phone call.
A few moments.
He came back with a strange look on his face. He first ordered his men to let the two foreigners leave, and then came to Chu Heng and apologized: "I'm sorry, comrade, this is all a misunderstanding. It has been confirmed over there that you are The mission is carried out, you can leave now”
"It's okay. It's a good thing to be more alert."
Chu Heng patted his shoulder cheerfully, wiped himself out and was about to go back, take the money and leave.
"Wait a moment, comrade."
Seeing him go to get the money, the vicissitudes of life man said hurriedly: "Brother Meng has given instructions. The foreigner can leave, and you can leave too, but the money must be kept. "Down!"
"I..."
Chu Heng looked like he was defecating.
Can you be a human being?
I work so hard, so busy, so co-authoring is all about making a contribution, right?
(End of this chapter)