The two entertainment reporters, who had guessed some of the problems, both saw fear in each other's eyes.

Because citizens love to watch these contents, even financial and humanities journalists are crazy about entertainment, and they especially like to be headline-makers when reporting news.

Like tonight, they are obviously collaborators.

It made even the entertainment reporter, who has a very high excitement threshold, a little tired.

Appearing here is somewhat problematic.

Cha Xiaoxin and another media person, Lu Mixue, have become famous as paparazzi queens.

She was used to being unscrupulous, but she had to become more obedient, not daring to step too far.

Zha Xiaoxin was too lazy to care, so Lu Mixue was kinder and said, "Remember to take less pictures and talk less!"

And this group of people can even do truly illegal business in a spectacular way.

It was not news after the 1990s that the young and Dangerous boy who was a gangster turned into a newspaper owner.

The entire Hong Kong Island entertainment news trend is like this.

There was indeed a black car driving slowly ahead toward No. 26 Garden Road.

Together, the two are known as the "Mothers of Paparazzi" in Hong Kong Island. It was these two sisters who brought "paparazzi culture" to Hong Kong Island.

Everyone has a very high status in the Hong Kong entertainment circle.

Cha Xiaoxin closed her eyes tiredly and whispered:

But King Guo Tianwang didn't answer anything. Under the guidance of the military attaché of the consulate, he walked in very respectfully and humbly.

If they mess around, something will really happen and their master won't be able to protect them.

But the problems are not big.

Fortunately, after these big-name celebrities, the new customers of No. 26 Garden Road gradually became "normal".

In order to show that it is close to the people and pro-Hong Kong, it is possible to invite ordinary people to participate.

After all, Carla's high heels are really worrying.

Lu Muchue opened her mouth and was about to say something when a piece of blue light was reflected from the lenses of her glasses.

The person sitting in the car was obviously King Guo himself.

Some people wanted to continue asking, but at this time, a paparazzi screamed.

It's just different from when facing local artists who dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

"Anyway, I don't dare to mess around. At worst, I will be fired, and my life will be at stake." Lu Mixue said simply.

Even the Big Four who stomp their feet can cause "earthquakes" in Hong Kong Island, and super bosses like Huo Yiguan are no exception.

Like tonight, at least half of the many reporters outside No. 26 Garden Road are paparazzi entertainment reporters.

The entertainment reporter and other reporters were all excited and curious.

Many times, two people are competitors, and under certain circumstances, two people can also be collaborators.

That's the fear that people at the bottom naturally feel when they realize that a high-level fight is happening around them and they can't help but get involved.

Behind them, a dozen or so cars arrived one after another, almost all of them were Hong Kong Island's local superstars, the King.

Fortunately, after such a long time, everyone is indeed a big shot.

Except for the bus of the U.S. Consulate, this car is very rare on Hong Kong Island. Even American businessmen don’t drive it.

Guo Tianwang's car stopped at the gate of No. 26 Garden Road.

The King of Heaven himself got out of the car and waved to reporters with a smile.

As soon as she reminded her, Lu Mixue immediately thought about it, "Han's family property! It seems to be the car of the American commander-in-chief! If it was lost, it couldn't be the commander-in-chief of the United States coming, right?"

I saw a Mercedes-Benz limousine with a temporary traffic pass coming up ahead of the Garden Road that was under temporary traffic control.

Zha Xiaoxin couldn't help but said: "Why do I look at this car? The more I look at it, the more it looks like the car of the American commander in the Gui Lao newspaper?"

Since I came here tonight, my face has not looked good till now.

"Die, if the commander-in-chief of the United States is really here, then there is no way that the soldiers from Edinburgh Square in Central will not come over, right?"

"That should be it. What happens next should have nothing to do with us."

"What happened? It drove in!" Zha Xiaoxin said in surprise.

They all got off the bus at the gate of No. 26 Garden Road, the vehicle left on its own, and walked into the U.S. Consulate.

Cha Xiaoxin and Lu Mixue, the two mothers of paparazzi, looked at each other.

In the press corps.

The reports in Europe and the United States are too excessive. If you accept the lawyer's letter, you will really have to pay compensation and apologize or even go bankrupt.

In fact, some of the smart people among these reporters would not be willing to come tonight if possible.

The license plate number of the third car is "AL917", which is the license plate of another Four Heavenly Kings, whose surname is Liu.

The time came to 8 o'clock in the evening, and the passenger flow was almost gone.

But it is a relatively normal situation for these people to come to No. 26 Garden Road.

Abel, who was smiling, was held by the radiant Carla, and accompanied by Saint Gao Le, he walked towards the front of the banquet with a smile.

Even if they are produced at the same time, they are almost identical except that the national flag cannot be placed.

Because of what happened tonight, it is obvious that we cannot make random headlines.

There is also Angel Baby and Brother Xiao Ming, when they were first photographed as a couple: [Entering and leaving the Huang (Emperor) Palace...]

So in the afternoon, I had already arrived at Abel's at No. 26 Garden Road, and went back to the Peninsula Hotel.

But the number can never be too large.

There is only one chapter today. I actually want to think about the 20,000 words a day I used to do before. After all, it is just a small amount of money. The peak income is three times less than what it is now. Don’t I want to make money? Who will code if I don’t make money?

But until now, the objective conditions really don’t allow it.

First, I must be suffering from brain fog. My coding speed and thinking have dropped significantly. In the past, I could write 3,000 words per hour, and now I can only write 2,000 words per hour at most.

Second, the Chinese New Year has not been going well so far. I went to the hospital again today because the diarrhea that caused the hemorrhoids has not gone away. After a blood test, it turned out that it was norovirus... The diarrhea virus plus hemorrhoids made me more positive now.

It was still miserable at that time.

Third, I can’t think of anything. I just feel like I’m so miserable. I’m currently self-isolating in a hotel. My children and my wife haven’t been infected yet. This is a blessing among misfortunes. Now my butt feels like it’s been violently raped dozens of times. It didn’t even happen during the COVID-19 pandemic.

So exhausted... This chapter was written little by little while lying on the hotel bed using a tablet.
Chapter completed!