Chapter 1371 Celebration Banquet

After Han Jing finished her breakfast, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Ye Tianlong did not leave. He knew that Han Jing needed help at this time, so he stayed in the villa to accompany her.

Han Jing started to make more than a dozen calls, but each one ended with bad news. Not only was no one willing to help her, but they also took advantage of her and suppressed her.

Between the young actress and the big director, everyone chose Ma Gang's camp.

After Han Jing's efforts failed, she simply stopped tossing these things and dragged Ye Tianlong to watch more than 900 episodes of "Detective Conan" together.

Ye Tianlong accompanied Han Jing to watch TV while taking out his mobile phone to send a few text messages. Han Jing didn't care about mixing in this circle, and he couldn't let her leave.

At noon, the major media broke the news again. Han Jing's assistant Xiaowen stood up and said that the fainting at the airport was a play performed by Han Jing.

The purpose was to win everyone's sympathy and to increase her own popularity. Xiaowen also said that many fans were bought by her for Han Jing.

She also hinted that Han Jing had a complicated relationship with Taishu Sanjia, and had staged countless "one-finger Zen" scenes. She was not as pure as everyone imagined.

Xiaowen's stab in the back once again set off a big wave in the entertainment industry, and people condemned this kind of bad hype.

Justice people called for not letting black sheep like Han Jing stay, her deep scheming and unreasonableness have touched the moral bottom line.

Several media also called on artists to boycott Han Jing together.

There were also dozens of second- and third-tier artists, and five or six first-tier young actors, who took the opportunity to hold a press conference and announced a joint boycott of Han Jing.

These people said that in the future, they would no longer participate in and boycott any business that invited Han Jing to endorse. In other words, it was either you or me.

They hoped to use their large numbers to make the business give up Han Jing, so that Han Jing would not even have the opportunity to make a living.

What made Han Jing most painful was that many of these artists had a good relationship with her and usually treated her like a sister, but now they turned around and stepped on her.

Compared to their vigorous suppression of Han Jing, Han Jing didn't even have a chance to speak. Not only was the press release suppressed, but her Weibo and other accounts were also temporarily suspended.

If Han Jing's psychological quality was not strong enough, she would probably have been tortured to the point of mental breakdown.

"What are your plans?"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Tianlong made a bowl of noodles for Han Jing: "Strongly fight back, or just disappear?"

He also looked out the window a few times, and most of the reporters had already left. The remaining few were also knocked unconscious by Di Kuangtian and fell asleep in the car.

Han Jing ate the noodles and responded without raising her head: "Of course I want to fight back strongly, but now I can't even make a sound."

"My Weibo and public accounts have all been temporarily suspended. The company won't give me justice, and the reporters won't clear my name."

"You say, what else can I do except disappear? Do I really have to succumb to that beast Ma Gang?"

Han Jing bit off the noodles with a bite, and her pretty face was firm: "I would rather go bankrupt and lose the business, and I will never be ravaged and humiliated by him."

"Although you are violent and barbaric, I like your character."

Ye Tianlong stretched and smiled: "Hurry up and eat the noodles. After eating, dress up a little bit and let's go find Ma Gang together."

"Things always have to be settled, but the person who disappears should not be you, but that scumbag Ma Gang."

Ye Tianlong is ready to help this woman through the difficulties. Although Han Jing's character will not be too bad in any industry, he doesn't want the woman to change careers like this.

Han Jing was stunned: "Go find Ma Gang?"

Ye Tianlong nodded: "Yes, go find him, settle the grudges face to face, and at the same time, terminate the contract with your Tiandu Entertainment Company."

"Take back your freedom, and I will give you a better platform."

Han Jing opened her mouth slightly, the fork was placed on her mouth without moving, looking at Ye Tianlong in a daze, as if she didn't know what he was talking about...

"Ding!"

At this time, Ye Tianlong's mobile phone vibrated. It was an unfamiliar number. Ye Tianlong picked it up and answered it. Soon, the voice of Taishu Sanjia's confidant came:

"Hello, Mr. Ye, I am Su Rui, the subordinate of the third young master."

Ye Tianlong remembered the middle-aged woman: "I know, what's the matter? Mr. Taishu is sick again?"

"No, it was the third young master who took people to find Ma Gang to vent his misfortune."

Su Rui shouted a sentence in rapid succession: "He already knew about Miss Han's affairs, and he took people there after finding out Ma Gang's whereabouts."

"I'm worried that he will cause a bloody case, and I want to I want to call Miss Han and ask her to help dissuade him, but her phone is turned off. "

"I couldn't get through to her agent and assistant, so I could only call you to ask about Miss Han's whereabouts."

Su Rui was very anxious: "If you can contact her, please tell her that the Third Master is very angry and will kill someone if he is not careful."

"I hope Miss Han can stop him. She is the only one in the world who can persuade the Third Master."

Before Ye Tianlong responded, Han Jing rushed over, grabbed the phone and shouted: "Sanjia went to find Ma Gang? Where is Ma Gang?"

Su Rui was stunned. He didn't expect Han Jing to be with Ye Tianlong, and then hurriedly said: "Mingyue Club..."

Han Jiang hung up the phone and rushed to the door with Ye Tianlong: "Let's go to Mingyue Club."

At six o'clock in the evening, the rain was drizzling, the cold wind was blowing, and the lights in Tiandu gradually lit up, filled with the deep and impetuous atmosphere that a big city should have.

Mingyue Club also welcomes guests from all over the world as usual, but today the foreman feels that the flow of people is larger than before, and many rarely seen artists come and go.

In addition, there are more men and women in tight clothes in the club, who look around at the people coming and going intentionally or unintentionally.

All of these people were wearing suits or sitting and chatting, but there was no casual atmosphere like the guests. On the contrary, the foreman also smelled a murderous aura.

She once asked the manager who those people were, but the manager didn't respond and just said "mind your own business," so she paid attention.

The foreman tried his best to do his job well, and at the same time asked the waiters to take good care of Director Ma and others in the Plum Blossom Hall.

Magang set up twelve tables, and the banquet guests were all popular artists. The club could not let them become dissatisfied.

"Woo——"

Just as the foreman was tightening his clothes, four Mercedes-Benz cars roared past the door. The doors opened and eleven men dressed in black got out.

Then, the burly Taishu Sanjia got out of the car in the middle. He had a slicked back hair like a god of gambling, and was dressed in black clothes, looking majestic.

The foreman hurriedly greeted him and shouted respectfully: "Third Young Master!"

Taishu Sanjia didn't talk nonsense: "Where is Magang?"

The foreman was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "Plum Blossom Hall."

Taishu Sanjia nodded, and then led the eleven people forward, approaching the Plum Blossom Hall like a rainbow, and three of them even reached into their arms.

His fingers touched the cold barrel of the shotgun.

In the Plum Blossom Hall, the wine and food are fragrant, the conversation and laughter are lively, and the atmosphere is harmonious.

Nearly a hundred men and women in the circle who had contributed to Ma Gang were holding red wine and clinking glasses with Ma Gang while laughing and talking about Han Jing's lack of appreciation.

"Thank you for speaking up about today's incident, so that good people can be innocent and bad people will suffer the consequences."

Ma Gang held the goblet high and smiled brightly: "As long as I have your support, I believe there will be no bad apples in this circle."

"Thank you for your hard work today. Come on, let me toast you."

He also raised his glass and looked at a young man: "Especially Mr. Song, for giving Ma Mou some face and taking time out of his busy schedule to participate in the banquet, here's to you."

The young man who was called Mr. Song hugged him from left to right, without much smile on his face. He raised his glass and nodded.

"Canopy!"

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled sound, and the wooden door was blasted open by a shotgun.

Uncle Tai rushed in with a gun in hand, and the laughter in the audience stopped.