The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Yuanxi: "Where's your phone?"

Yu Qing shook the phone that shattered into a spider web screen, Yuanxi stopped talking.

They guessed right, the paparazzi did mix in the surrounding crowd. This will take a picture of Yuan Xi and Yu Qing sitting together, and I am immediately excited!

Insatiable greed.

When I took pictures, I wanted to get closer and hear what they were saying and doing.

So, when the paparazzi approached cautiously and heard a series of game sound effects of "perfect, you are the best"...the corner of his mouth twitched, and the voice recorder in his hand fell with a crack.

Yu Qing was serious about playing games with Yuan Xi, but because he was sensitive to his surroundings, he felt it when the paparazzi approached him. He thought it was just someone from the crew passing by.

He would hear something falling, and he instantly realized that something was wrong, and turned his head to look, just in line with the man's line of sight.

The other party was dressed like a crew member. But Yu Qing had never seen him on the set.

He glanced at the thing that fell on the ground, squinting slightly.

Seeing that something was wrong, the paparazzi picked up the recorder and started running. Without running two steps, something hit his leg, and he staggered and almost fell.

Then, Yu Qing stopped him.

The paparazzi saw that things were going wrong and immediately changed their attitude.

"Brother Yu, what are you doing? Is there anything I need to do?"

Yu Qing handed him over to the later crew members to hold him, and took a few steps back, staring at his indifferent voice: "Who are you?"

Paparazzi: "I... crew members. I substitute a friend, the props crew."

This is true.

Those who are not from the crew can't get in.

But he bought someone from the props team to come in.

Yu Qing moved his gaze to the recorder in his hand.

The next moment someone took the recorder from his hand and pressed the play button.

empty.

Paparazzi breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the new recorder he just took today. He didn't have time to press the record button just now, and there was nothing in it.

He smiled: "Look, it's empty. I'm really here to replace the shift."

"Then what were you running for?" asked the man who restrained him.

"My stomach hurts and I want to go to the toilet." The paparazzi rolled his eyes and covered his stomach in pain.

Director Zhao came to hear the sound.

He has been in the circle for so many years, and at a glance, he knows what the situation is.

With a black face, he said, "hand over your phone."

The paparazzi frowned and shouted, "Director Zhao, what do you mean? The phone is my personal belonging..."

Director Zhao was impatient and took out the phone from him by himself.

"Director Zhao, although you are the director, you can't bully me as a small staff member! I can sue you directly like this!" The paparazzi struggled fiercely and roared.

Director Zhao opened the album.

Paparazzi are sometimes inconvenient to bring a camera, so they often use their mobile phones as cameras. The album not only contains the photos of Yuan Xi and Yu Qing just taken, but also the private photos of many other artists.

Director Zhao's face was dark, and in the piercing screams of the paparazzi, he directly formatted the photo album, and emptied the backup and cloud. After confirming that there were no photos anywhere else, he returned the phone to him.

"Send him out."

"Yes, Director Zhao."

The person who restrained the paparazzi would carry the paparazzi out after hearing this.

Not only is this trip gone, but even the ones from a few days ago are gone! !

He must not be scolded to death when he goes back! !