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3010 [New Rules of Passerby Mutual Aid Association]

The producer patted this and that, and sincerely advised the male actor and screenwriter to fight: "Don't hurt the harmony because of this little thing."
The screenwriter gave him some face and stopped talking.
But the actor took a sip of wine, then turned the fire and looked at him: "Pretending like a good person, don't think I don't know, you are full of money - I have heard of it a long time ago that you have greedy for a lot of production funds in private, no wonder those props are always shoddy, and the supporting roles are all distorted. Now that the popularity of TV dramas is declining, you have a responsibility!"
"You can't say this!" The producer glanced at a lot of people by the table, and his cold sweat came down. He quickly explained, "That was a rumor made by my colleagues and I was jealous of me. Why do you still believe me?"
The actor burped and said with confidence: "Why don't I believe you dare to do it?"
"Saguaoka." The female agent looked at the producer's ugly face and quickly interrupted him, "You've drunk too much, go back and rest first."
"I don't!" The actor waved her away drunkenly, raised his hand and put it on Jiang Xia. "It's rare to meet a real detective, I have to learn from him."
As he spoke, he suddenly laughed proudly and turned to the female agent and said, "You, you always like to command me with a noble attitude. I just don't bother to care about you because you have more resources in your hands - but you can only play with your mightyness now."
The female agent was stunned: "What does it mean?"
The actor laughed loudly and raised his wine glass: "A big company spent a lot of money to poach me and asked me to change jobs! Wait, my career will soon be taken to the next level!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" The female agent didn't expect that he would actually talk about these things in front of a group of amateurs, "Didn't we have already discussed this matter long ago? Stop talking about it, go back and rest!"
Knowing that verbal stopping was useless, she stepped forward and pulled the person up and helped the drunk artist walk into the room.
The actor stood up staggeringly, but his mouth was not idle. He said to the female agent in a tone of returning victoriously:
"My money tree is about to be planted into another pot. At that time, you may not be able to survive in the original company - haha, what kind of beautiful celebrity agents are you proclaiming every day? Do you regret not respecting me more at the beginning?"
"You..." The female agent wanted to cover Jiang Xia's ears and told him not to listen to these things. However, if he really did that, wouldn't it prove that Kazuyoshi Sagoka was right?
She could only grit her teeth and endure it, maintain the image that the five good agents should have, smiled apologetically and gently at the others by the table, and then quickly left with the actor.
The producer was stunned by the news just now. Seeing the money tree leaving the seat, he quickly got up and caught up: "Wait, why are you changing jobs? You can't leave!"
The three of them pushed open the door and walked away in a messy way over Calvados, who was almost hit by the nose.
Ran Maori held the signature book with the undried moji and looked at the name on it, feeling quite regretful: "Although this TV series always promotes the 'the male protagonist's personality is the same as the leading actor', it actually comes into contact with it... It turns out that reality is very different from the TV series."
Belmode drank red wine, looked at the different faces of everyone at the table, and sighed silently: Angel probably wouldn't have thought that what she was holding would be the last out-of-print signature left by the male actor.
——Yes, out of print.
Although she could not get any news in advance, she had already guessed roughly who the deceased was based on the habit of practicing in the case of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association.
"When it comes to passers-by, I really want to open a market, but..."
Thinking of the nearby Calvados, Belmode chewed the fries and silently gave up the idea.
"He may be of some use in arresting Shirley. To prevent my intention from leaking, the lower the presence of Calvados during this period, the better."
"in addition……"
Belmode thought about the electronic silver coins in the collection cabinet and suddenly realized something unreasonable.
"I felt that Uzzo looked at me several times after last night's case, let alone the camera, just used my phone to collect the audio as if nothing had happened."
"With Uzzo's presence, live broadcasting his case around him...at this great risk, shouldn't you gain more?"
In the past, Belmode didn't care much about such vague things, so it didn't matter how many more or less.
But recently, as she began to take the initiative to inquire about Uzzo's movements and whereabouts, such virtual items that can be used for information seemed to be of some use.
Coupled with those pretty exquisite designs and curious themes... I am idle and idle. Although this kind of small thing is not a real necessary currency, who would think it is less?
"Since it is a mutual aid association with the exchange of Uzo-related information as the core, then all information related to Uzo should be valuable.
"Especially a case that is happening, and a bloody stage in progress - that is, the person who first discovers the case and synchronizes it to the Passerby Mutual Aid Association should receive some rewards, which is reasonable."
"As a bad guy who always encounters Uzzo, I have been synchronizing cases there. I don't say it, and Vodka doesn't even mention it... Haha, I happened to go on a strike to protest. When the case goes on news, I can also explain why I refuse to synchronize cases this time."
Thinking of this, Belmode took out his cell phone, summarized his thoughts and opinions briefly, and sent them to vodka.
...
Tokyo.
Vodka gnawing bento in the dark corner: "…"
"There are so many things to do!"
A cadre who had just completed the task and was immediately sent by Gin to a new task, furious, "Didn't your reward let everyone work together to help you analyze how to survive better on the stage?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that since the establishment of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association, no one seemed to have really helped his colleagues like this. His straight back suddenly bent down again.
"Forget it, I made Xiaowu coins anyway, so I usually have as many as I want. And that guy Curacao has too many evil ways - if you don't broaden the channels for obtaining Xiaowu coins, I'm really afraid that she will come to her with a knife one day, and use the knife to hold my neck and let me give her the whole set of Xiaowu coins..."
Thinking of this, I took the vodka into the rest of the bento.
Then he reluctantly edited a new announcement and posted it in the rule description of the Passerby Mutual Aid Association.
——Of course, it is impossible to make up for cases that have happened before, otherwise it will only lead to a sharp increase in the number of Xiaowu coins in the short term, reducing the enthusiasm of some members.
Chapter completed!
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