I want to make headlines

Chapter 89 Public opinion

Chapter 89 Public opinion
Gan Jing thought he had found a way to get in and out of the casino, and he even thanked the makeup artist when he came this trip, but he didn't expect to be stopped when he arrived at the door.

When he heard about face recognition technology, he felt helpless.

Does this count as forcing reform?Does it help casinos improve their safety awareness?

If he can't enter the casino, he won't be able to bring his friends to play together, and he won't be able to show off his unique skills.

Gan Jing was unwilling to reconcile, the crew's filming in Las Vegas was over in a few days, and there were not many opportunities for such entertainment activities.

Just as he was thinking about going back to the makeup artist to find a solution, a somewhat familiar face appeared in front of him.

Peter was well-dressed, smiling all over his face: "Gan, we meet again."

Just as Gan Jing was about to answer, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't mentioned his name, so he looked at Peter suspiciously.

Peter understood the look, and just smiled, "Want to come in?"

The translation is faithfully translated alongside.

Gan Jing still didn't speak, this time he was really puzzled, what does this mean?Didn't the casino blacklist itself?

Peter said seriously: "Gan, your skills are very good. You can join our casino and work for us, and the salary will definitely not be a problem."

He stood at the door blocking the way to enter the casino, his face looked very confident, he was like this in the beginning, he said he was in the casino, but in fact he was just wandering between different casinos.

Now backed by the casino, his treatment is very generous, and he feels that the life before was really boring.

Gan Jing was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "You won't be allowed to enter, forget it, I won't enter." He turned his head and said to a group of crew members, "Have fun, I'll go enjoy the scenery."

Peter was surprised, and called out to Gan Jing who was about to leave: "I haven't said the terms of treatment yet!"

Gan Jing shrugged, not bothering to say a word.

Brother is the one who wants to make headlines, what can I say to someone like you who hangs around in the casino, and you not only hang out in the casino yourself, but also want to drag me with you, it's... disgraceful!
Well, it's definitely not because I can only use Linglong dice three times a day, absolutely not!

Peter watched Gan Jing's figure walk away slowly without hesitation, and was a little dazed.

"Is he very good?" A crew member asked after witnessing the whole process.

Cooper didn't say what happened before, so this group of people didn't know what happened that night.

Peter sighed, "He's a top expert." He shook his head, a little regretful, and waved his hand, "You go in. The extra service tonight is free for you." In face.

A group of people in the production team cheered happily. Although the betting chips are not free, the free services of other services are also a lot of money.

All this is thanks to Gan Jing.

……

The small disturbance in the casino disappeared quickly before it caused waves among the crew-the filming part of "The Hangover" in Las Vegas has ended.

The crew will shoot some exterior parts next, but there is no need for everyone to gather together.

Director Phillips maintained respect for investors, consulted Gan Jing's opinion, and got the answer that he would no longer follow the group.

In fact, Gan Jing only has a few shots, his roles have already been completed, and the extra time left is to observe and experience the life of the American crew.

Gan Jing bid farewell to the members of the crew one by one, especially had a good chat with Cooper, the person who got along best.

The two made an appointment to meet in Huaxia when they had time, and Gan Jing would take him around the ancient civilization.

Unlike the East, the Americans are more sad about parting. After a whole night of carnival, a group of them disappear like a gust of wind.

Gan Jing was affected by this, but he didn't feel sad. He took his luggage and set foot on the flight back home.

It took nearly [-] hours to fly back to China from Las Vegas. Gan Jing slept soundly along the way, without the slightest sense of fatigue from a long-distance flight.

When he arrived in China, he got off the plane in good spirits.

This trip left the country for nearly two weeks, and when I came back, the air in the capital was still so... unique.

Gan Jing was walking leisurely at the airport with his bag in his hand.

Along the way, he followed the crowd, and when he got to the exit, Gan Jing saw an abandoned newspaper on the ground.

With the idea of ​​striving to be a good citizen and cultivating his own quality, Gan Jing stooped to pick it up, flipped it casually, and was just about to put it on the seat next to him, when he suddenly saw a familiar face on the page.

Hey, this person is so elegant, so suave, so handsome... Isn't this me?
Gan Jing was surprised to see himself appearing in the newspaper.

He didn't pay much attention to the system in the past two weeks. Now that he saw the newspaper, he immediately lost his mind, and his attention increased a bit after posting.

He was a little surprised in his heart, and concentrated on reading the newspaper, but saw what was written on it - the history of bad newcomers.

What's happening here?
Gan Jing was inexplicably astonished, and only after looking closely did he see the clue.

The newspaper used two pages to describe how he disrespected his seniors in the film crew, how he acted unscrupulously relying on the director's attention, and what made him admire even more was that a photo of himself in the casino was dug up on it.

That's not from Las Vegas, but a photo of an underground casino in Yangcheng—it was probably taken by a gambler at the time, and somehow it got into the hands of a reporter.

Domineering, addicted to gambling, poor box office... These three labels came together, and Gan Jing felt a little depressed.

But after seeing the end, the depression in his heart turned into anger, and he saw that the bottom line was uttered by a Peking Opera actor—Gan Jing was messed up, learning Peking Opera is a blasphemy against Peking Opera.

Gan Jing read it over and over twice, silently put the newspaper on the seat next to him, then walked along the crowd and got into the taxi with a cold face.

Only then did he turn on the phone.

As soon as it was turned on, it vibrated non-stop, and text messages and missed calls were displayed one after another. There were those from Director Chen, those from Master Tan Yuan, those from Uncle Zhang from the company, and those from Sun Honglei...

There were inquiries, searches, and suggestions in the text message...but Gan Jing didn't see it until this time.

"Huh." Gan Jing let out a long breath, changed his mind, and made the taxi driver change his direction.

He didn't care much about what other people said, but the one who hurt him the most was the Peking Opera actor.

His surname is Tan, and his first name is Chang. This man said he blasphemed Peking Opera.

His surname is also Tan. What is his relationship with the Tan family?Who is he to Master?

Gan Jing wanted to clarify this issue. As for other things, anyway, the media has said so now, so there is no rush.

Whoever you love, let him go.

(End of this chapter)

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