The distance between you and me is 0.01 meters

In fact, the paparazzi has no other way at the moment, should they resist?Two against one, he has no chance of winning.

He hasn't been in this business for a long time, but whether new or old, the first thing they do when they enter the industry is to learn the "rules", such as who should not be messed with, and who should not be messed with as much as possible.This rule is a bit similar to the official amulet Jia Yucun got in Dream of the Red Chamber. All in all, in the entertainment industry where you watch dishes, you must remember who can offend and who cannot.

For Fang Guangji, the impression of most media people and paparazzi is that although this big star is big enough, he can be regarded as "virtuous and artistic", he has no pretensions towards others, and his attitude towards the media is relatively gentle. I don't want Zhang Ning The kind that explodes with one poke, and the lawyer sends a warning at every turn.

Fang Guangji seems to understand the truth that when water is clear, there will be no fish. Therefore, he has always lived in peace with the media and even the paparazzi. Sometimes the paparazzi deliberately provoke him. His manager, who always opens private messages on Weibo, is always patient. Back, tit for tat, and finally negotiate a price that both parties are satisfied with.

Fang Guangji doesn’t seem to pay attention to certain scandals, such as his discord with his original family, or his low education level. These things were chewed up by the media in the early years, and he never said a few words out of his mouth. Now even fans It is not uncommon to see these materials.

In recent years, Fang Yingdi seems to have more and more meaning of "doing nothing". He no longer cares much about what the media say, and although Ren Fei's private mailbox is still open, the frequency of replies is naturally not as good as before.

Such a Fang Guangji is now taking the initiative to sell an anise.

This condition really moved the paparazzi's heart, so the paparazzi brother put on his pants like a good man, Fang Guangji smiled at him, that smile was pure, without any malicious intentions, it almost made people feel that Fang Guangji was treating him as a guest look at it.

But the paparazzi kept an eye out for now.

Because the master who brought him has mentioned it more than once, although Fang Guangji seems to be polite to others, you'd better not provoke this man.

After digging into why he shouldn't be provoked, his master kept silent and didn't talk about it halfway through, which was very disturbing.

Right now, the paparazzi has forgotten the warning from his master, and temporarily forgot the troubles at the beginning. He sat on the sofa and said, "Mr. Fang, we only recognize money. When the money is in place, it's not right to help someone. Do it, you say yes."

Fang Guangji sat across from him, crossed his hands in front of his chest, half-closed his eyes, crossed his legs, and let out a half-smile.

Although at the moment, from the appearance of this man, he neither wears the make-up of those gloomy villains in the movies he starred in, and is only wearing a loose knitted sweater and jeans-even young as a handsome boy, but With his attitude of curling the corners of his mouth casually at the moment, he made the paparazzi a little timid for no reason.

The paparazzi swallowed, and suddenly didn't know how to continue.

The flowers on the side stepped aside, and no one noticed that he was holding his mobile phone, and he was expressionlessly recording everything that happened in this house in detail.

At this moment, he is like a bystander, like a photographer, watching a temporary suspense drama staged by actor Fang Guangji.

There are two actors in the center of the stage, one is the paparazzi and the other is the best actor.

A very dramatic scene appeared in this poorly decorated hotel room.

"You...make a price?" The paparazzi found that Fang Guangji just hummed, neither refuted nor agreed, let alone said anything, just sat there looking at him with a half-smile, and suddenly felt creepy in his heart. He wanted to wait for Fang Guangji to speak first, but now he felt like sitting on pins and needles, so he had to take the initiative to bring up the topic again: "I don't want too much. It's enough for a year."

Fang Guangji said: "My exclusive news, plus [-] hard work fees."

The paparazzi was a little disappointed, thinking that 10 yuan was too little.

Fang Guangji laughed, and said, "Then 15?"

The paparazzi's eyes lit up, but he was still dissatisfied. He thought that since Fang Guangji could add [-] casually, maybe he could get more from this man.

"15 of your mother's x...*@#...%*...!"

A good stage play was being staged, when suddenly a string of swear words came out from behind the scenes.

The play was dramatically interrupted, and the real protagonists turned their heads together to look at Hua Cai.

Huacai sneered and said, "I will go to your office tomorrow and take away all your ashes. Want money? It depends on whether you still live, haha."

The little bit of greed that the paparazzi had just raised was suddenly suppressed as if a bucket of cold water had just been broken by a flower.

Fang Guangji said: "Brother Cai, you don't have to change as soon as you come up, it doesn't matter what he does, you can't sink together!" There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching some fun, and he didn't look like he was being followed and threatened at all.

The paparazzi's face was half red and half white, wondering if he was really frightened by the flowers.

Huacai's gloomy eyes turned around between the paparazzi and Fang Guangji, obviously neither of these two people took Huacai's eyes.

"One hundred thousand." Fang Guangji seemed to have had enough fun, and finally spoke again. He said relaxedly, "It's enough for a new year, brother. If you are greedy, you won't have a penny."

The paparazzi still wanted to struggle a little bit more, and wanted to add some money, but Fang Guangji saw through his thoughts, so he snatched the money before he asked and said with a smile: "The 100 yuan is not for your silence, but for the 'informant'." Information. If you don’t want to sell it, you can go out now. As for whether I like men or women, you can report it whatever you want, but if any media dares to publish your draft, I will pay you [-] million.”

Fang Guangji didn't even raise his eyebrows when he mentioned 100 million, as if it was just an understatement of a small number.

The hand that Hua Cai was holding onto the phone was so hard that it almost scratched the screen.

He hated seeing Fang Guangji being threatened.

That would leave him with a serious sense of insecurity.

Huacai's current mood is like an animal protecting food, because someone is trying to hurt his favorite food frequently, and he is on the verge of breaking out.

But the food itself looks very leisurely.

Fang Guangji was not in a hurry to urge the paparazzi to make a decision, but instead lowered his head and played with his phone.

The room was quiet for a while, and the only thing that was not quiet was Hua Cai, who wanted to swing the floor lamp at the paparazzi's head and smack her violent heart.

Now that there are outsiders present, Fang Guangji can only see Huacai's funny appearance, so it's not easy to tease him directly.In fact, Fang Guangji just took this seemingly serious negotiation as a joke, as if he was playing with the paparazzi.

I don't seem to be conscious of being threatened by paparazzi.