"When I came here to work, I could say that I was hungry and cold, and Mr. Tang treated me well.

He is gone now, and his parents have just arrived from their hometown in the countryside. The old man couldn't stand the blow and fell ill and no one cared about it in the hospital.

I paid the second elders medical expenses to let them have a good rest. As for the company, because there are still some final payments that have not been recovered, I thought to take the account back before the news of Mr. Tang’s death was announced, just take a look at it, just to leave some living security for the second elders.”

Wu Cuo asked, "How is that money going?"

The assistant calmly handed over an account book, "The company's business is actually quite simple, it is to sell news to the cooperative entertainment media... Look at the recent dozen transactions," the assistant pointed to a place on the notebook and said, "It's marked that it has not been settled, that is, it has not paid yet, or only paid a part of it."

He pointed to several "unsettled" parts on the notebook and said, "These are the accounts I have to get back in the past two days, a total of more than 30,000 yuan."

Wu Cuo quickly calculated that it was indeed more than 30,000 yuan.

The assistant said again: "If you don't believe it, you can check the accounts, and you can also contact these media to check."

Wu Cuo was afraid that Tian'er would be chatted to death, so he changed the topic and said: "Does Tang Lipei's ex-wife often come to ask for money?"

"I'm used to it after making a fuss every few days."

"Every time Tang Lipei gives her money?"

"Even if it's for the sake of the child, I have to give it some..."

"Since you mean, he is good to the children?"

"Of course, when we were on a business trip, he would bring some small gifts to his son no matter how busy we were."

"How did that kid treat him?"

"Of course it's good... Anyway, I see that they talk and laugh when they get along, which is pretty good.

As a child, what do you know? Whoever treats him well and whoever buys things for him will be good to him."

The assistant pushed his glasses and said, "Police Officer, I listen to you, I am prejudiced against paparazzi."

To be honest, Mr. Tang is not a bad guy, and he also wants to be a director. If conditions permit, who will do the paparazzi industry is just for the sake of making a living.

But you see, even if he can become the number one in China as a paparazzi, it means he is serious. Otherwise, if there are so many paparazzi and entertainment reporters, why is he the only one who is famous?

If he really had the chance to make a movie, he would be much better than those who made money."

This is a bit reasonable. Wu Cuo believes that if you can become a leader in an industry, you must have self-discipline and seriousness that ordinary people do not have.

"Then can you introduce to us Tang Lipei in your eyes?"

This time, Wu Cuo's attitude was much more sincere.

"Actually, Mr. Tang is just an ordinary person, with no money and no glory.

It is not easy to do this. Sometimes, for a few minutes, you have to stay in various places where you are sleeping in the open for a month or two... Those celebrities, especially those who cheat, are becoming more and more smart like they have practiced anti-scouting.

I remember that last month, the company's total investment was only 3,000 yuan."

Wu Cuo found out that the assistant spoke clearly and asked, "Where did you graduate?"

"The film school is also a director major."

No wonder Wu Cuo knew that these two people were sympathetic.

Yan Ruyu asked, "You are Tang Lipei's assistant, you should be very clear about him, right?"

"Yes, as long as it is related to the company's business, I know best."

"I mean... you are his assistant, can you and Tang Lipei spend time together, right?"

"So that's it."

"But he died for more than ten days before he was discovered by his neighbor. In the past half month when he was missing, you haven't looked for him?"

"I understand what you mean," the assistant said: "The situation is special. We, a company like us, who makes money by selling news, have the first priority in keeping confidentiality. If we encounter particularly heavy news, Mr. Tang will take action personally and follow up on it alone, and will not answer the phone call.

So, he was missing for more than ten days, and I thought he was going to dig out the news. I handled the company's daily affairs well and didn't make any mistakes. He would naturally contact me if he needed help. In the past, we were like this."

Wu Cuo nodded, "I understand."

Yan Ruyu asked again: "Someone sent a threatening letter to Tang Lipei, do you know?"

"It's a common occurrence. The office can receive it almost every day, and there are even more abnormal ones, throwing dead mice at our door."

"Does anyone know?"

"Fantasy fans, those celebrities who have been revealed have few brainless fans.

Some celebrities are too shameless. After being exposed, they dare not turn things around. They secretly find out our address and reveal it to their brainless fans. They use these fans to deal with us... They are really good, not afraid that fans will do something out of the ordinary and implicate themselves...

Haha, they probably think that even if they do something extraordinary and get caught, they won’t offer them.

In order to hide from enemies, the company moves several times a year," the assistant pointed to the door, "You should have seen it when you came. You didn't even dare to hang the sign, for fear of being recognized."

"But someone has sent a threatening letter at his house, and the other party came in while he was away and sent the letter in. Do you know this?"

"Of course I know that Mr. Tang arranged to change the door lock that day. I helped him contact the lock change master... I changed the fingerprint password lock with the highest security level, which cost several thousand yuan."

"Have there been similar intimidation incidents after changing the lock?"

"It should be gone... I haven't heard Mr. Tang say it."

"If the password is locked, please... who has his password? Do you know?" Wu Cuo asked.

"I have it, and Wu Qiong should have it, so I don't know the others... However, Mr. Tang has a habit of storing important information at home...such as the big news that is being followed up, he will change the lock.

This is understandable, after all, we eat this bite of rice.”

"What is the password you know on his door?"

"967102...He usually uses this password, and even if he changes the password to prevent others from changing it, he will change it back later."

"Okay, thank you," Wu Cuo continued to ask, "Although Mr. Tang is good in your heart, but... he sells fake news and slanders others, do you know?"

"That's to make money and survive."

Wu Cuo's impression of this assistant deepened a little further.

He not only worships Tang Lipei, but also blindly worships him.

In a sense, he is no different from a brainless fan. Of course, he cannot believe everything about such a person.

Yan Ruyu asked again: "The person who was exposed spontaneously set up an organization called 'Crowdfunding Kill Tang Lipei'. Have you heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it, but... those despicable groups, organized and played tricks behind their backs, are not difficult to guess."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation. For the last question, please recall carefully whether Tang Lipei had any abnormal actions before he disappeared? Or did anything strange happened?"

The assistant pondered for a moment.

"Don't say it, there's something really."
Chapter completed!