Chapter 859 Temporary Press Conference

Will found a lot of alcohol in the bar and some gasoline.

He directly poured the wine and gasoline on Gong Laosan's body. Gong Laosan was about to go crazy with fright.

When people are desperate, they can always exert their extraordinary potential. After he struggled so much, the stool was about to fall apart.

But before he could break free, a cigarette butt that was still burning was flicked on him. In the next second, the flames rose up instantly, and accompanied by the flames was the heart-piercing scream of the third Gong!

Several big men around were surrounded, as if they were participating in a bonfire party, but today's bonfire was a little different.

They must confirm the death of Gong Lao San! In Will's mobile phone, the video call was still on, confirming that Li Yanfeng could see all this.

The screams of the third child in the palace echoed in the bar, and in the end the ropes were burned, and he struggled frantically.

But just as he got up, a gunshot rang out, and Gong Laosan fell softly to the ground, leaving only the flames burning.

"Sir, mission accomplished"

"The money will be in your account in five minutes, a cent with the brothers"

"Thank you, sir"

Will hung up the video and turned around and walked out of the bar with the rest.

I saw more than a dozen people lying on the ground outside the bar, and a large pool of blood was flowing.

These people were originally the bodyguards of the third child of the palace, and they had all killed them just now.

Not long after the dozen or so people left, the bar was completely burned!

The fire truck and the police rushed over, along with the leader of the soldiers sent by Bai Yuanchao to protect the north and south of the palace.

He took a look at the photo in his hand and confirmed that the location was here.

Then I watched the fire brigade put out the fire, and found a person who was almost burned to coke.

After Gong Nanbei woke up the next day, when the family was having breakfast, Li Jingrou told the family that the matter of Gong's third son had been resolved.

Li Jingrou's tone was very flat, as if the neighbor's kitten and puppy were lost.

Wang Mong Kok was drinking porridge, and when he heard this, he almost choked to death, and the rice grains dried out from his nose.

Gong Nanbei understood that, needless to say, his second uncle must have solved it.

He turned to look at Gong Shouzheng, and saw that Gong Shouzheng's expression was unusually flat, as if he didn't know that person at all.

"There's still a month left for the Goldfish Award. Prepare yourself well. I heard from some people in the circle that you have a high probability of becoming the Three Gold Best Actor this time. If you don't get the Oscar, you won't get it."

Li Jingrou was probably afraid that Gong Nanbei would be stimulated by not winning the prize this time, so she gave him a chopstick and comforted him.

Gong Nanbei smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Mom, I'm so old, I won't take this trivial matter to heart."

Wang Wangjiao, who was on the side, thought for a while and said, "So are we planning for the concert during this time?"

Gong Nanbei thought about it. After more than a month, it was definitely too late for filming. It should be no problem to hold a concert, so Gong Nanbei nodded and said, "Okay, you can look at the arrangement."

"How many people do you plan to open?"

Gong Nanbei thought about Ou Dao: "Just the National Gymnasium"

Wang Wangjiao rubbed his chin and said: "The scale is about 80,000 to 90,000 people, and if you add temporary seats, it can be about 100,000 people."

Gong Nanbei stuttered: "A concert of 100,000 people?"

Wang Wangjiao laughed and said, "If you don't do it, let's be a little shocked! As for the guests, who are you going to invite?"

"Han Yiming and Wang Qingyu, plus Zhang Xun, these are our company's singers."

Wang Wangjiao nodded and said, "It can be, but it's still a little less."

"How many people are suitable to invite?"

"A dozen people anyway!"

Gong Nanbei stared at the road: "Is that sing, or they sing!"

Wang Wangjiao waved his hand and said, "I plan to hold this concert a little more grandly, starting in three hours. If you sing for three hours by yourself, will you still be able to talk the next day? It doesn't matter if there are more guests, it just proves your popularity! "

"Won't the fans have an idea? People paid money to listen to me sing, but I invited a dozen or so guests!"

Wang Wangjiao said goodbye confidently: "Don't worry about it, fans are crazy for expecting you to hold a concert. They will only be happy and have no other ideas."

Seeing Gong Nanbei was still a little hesitant, Li Jingrou on the side also persuaded: "Mong Kok is right. Besides, in your current capacity, if you only invite two or three big cats and kittens for a concert, people will look down on you."

"Mom, is King Han still called Kitten?"

"He's a big cat, but he's only one. Besides, you've been a guest for him several times. If you are also him in concerts, the audience will not feel fresh."

Gong Nanbei shrugged and said, "That's fine, Mong Kok, look at the arrangement."

Wang Wangjiao said with a smile: "I'll go back to the company in a while, I'll go to the publicity department to discuss it, and then I'll reserve the venue and start preparing the band's repertoire and the scene arrangement. You don't have to worry about the guests, just leave it to me!"

Gong Nanbei nodded and said, "Then I'll prepare a song too."

The matter of Gong Nanbei returning to China spread all over the Internet that night.

After a night of fermentation, the popularity has reached the top, becoming the number one topic on the hot search list!

In the North and South Media, hundreds of media are waiting for the arrival of Gong Nanbei.

This lineup may not be so complete even for a press conference at ordinary times!

This is also related to the usual goodwill of North-South Media. North-South Media is very friendly to reporters from top to bottom. They don't play big names, and they will give each other the opportunity to interview when they meet reporters who want to interview.

Of course, this is when it is not busy itself.

The reporters who came here today did not interview Gong Nanbei last night. They have too many questions that they want to hear Gong Nanbei answer.

So when Gong Nanbei entered the company, he was instantly surrounded by these reporters. Wei Shu and Dahu and Erhu stood in front of Gong Nanbei, for fear that something would happen to Gong Nanbei.

"Mr. Gong, you are now number one on the hot search list. Our netizens in China all want to know what happened to you in Lijianguo. Would it be convenient for you to accept the interview?"

"Mr. Gong, Mr. Gong, is it convenient for you to answer my question?"

"Hello Mr. Gong"

Gong Nanbei waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Friends from the press, I'm really busy."

"Soon Mr. Gong!"

"Yes! Today is full of people, why don't we hold a press conference, it won't waste your time."

"Yes, Mr. Gong, even if you answer ten minutes' questions, that's fine."

Gong Nanbei sighed and looked at Wang Mong Kok beside him.

Wang Wangjiao nodded lightly, and then made a mouth shape.

Gong Nanbei understood, he was talking about 'promotional concert'.