Quick Transmigation: Good Man Series 2 [201-400]

The Devil of the Entertainment Circle (6.2)

Lin Shiheng walked two or three steps to the door, directly scolding, "the media is too bullying!"

The young eavesdropper outside was startled by the angry voice. He shook himself and carefully changed his position to listen with his heart pounding.

Shiheng was still cursing, "I watched a foreign news report saying that the stars were chased by paparazzi and had a car accident. At that time, I still felt that our country at least had a bottom-line. Now I know where their bottom-line lays. For the sake of news, they were completely shameless."

"Look at Zhao Xingguang, ah. What a polite person. His usual temper is so gentle and generous. When someone slaps him on the left cheek, he stretches out his right cheek for a slap."

Zhao Xingguang, who was lying in bed, huffed from the corner of his mouth. Clearly this bastard was praising him, but why does it sound so wrong?

Lin Shiheng was still indignant and full of justice. He said, "I really saw it just now. He protected Yun Xiangyi from those people. Boy, that group of reporters just got started and beat people up! If it weren't for my rescue, Zhao Xingguang might have been killed today."

The assistant grabbed his cell phone and said a word, but he was smashed in the face by these two sentences. He scratched his head and said, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Don't persuade me." (Please support translators by reading at Translateindo.com)

Lin Shiheng snapped back, "what's wrong with celebrities? Aren't we humans too?"

"Today they dare to beat Zhao Xingguang, tomorrow they might dare to kill someone. I know what they are going to do. There were so many people at that time. Even after the reckoning, they could hide their faces and say they didn't know who it was. Sometimes they would even say that we framed them up. Rubbish by scum! Shameful and skinless, not even ashamed! They had the nerve to try to look like pure white lotus flowers. I really think no one can cure them."

"You go online now and find out which media company sent the order to block Zhao Xingguang at the door. Write it down and send a lawyer's letters one by one. I have to find out which bastard hit Zhao Xingguang."

"Well, I can't tell you, the doctor hasn't come yet. I have to go to see if the doctor has come, Zhao Xingguang is suffering and is rolling around, holding his stomach."

Zhao Xingguang lying peacefully behind him: "..."

Why didn't I know that Lin Shiheng was so skillful before?

Lin Shiheng opened the door as soon as he finished speaking, and was about to hang up the phone when he caught the guilty look of a young man who was about to run away.

His face was still angry and tired, and he was not angry when he saw this man standing at the door. Instead, he said politely in a hoarse voice, "Hello, excuse me."

"Oh, oh, okay..."

The young man hurriedly ran away, thinking in his mind as he ran: Lin Shiheng is not the same as what people had said on the internet. He seems polite. (Please support translators by reading at Translateindo.com)

Thinking about it, he took out his cell phone with the video recording in his hand, thought about it for a moment and sent it to the internet.

This is Lin Shiheng's voice, and the content is so explosive. How can he not send it to Weibo for those fans?

Lin Shiheng stood at the door, watching the young man run away and the corridor was empty. He turned and raised his eyebrows at Zhao Xingguang on the bed, "Done."