Chapter 120 Text message from hidden number

"I heard from the program team that this live broadcast accident will not cause much impact. Wasn't there a photographer following the whole process?" Wang Zhen drank the last sip of mango juice in the cup.

Cheng Ling nodded.

Wang Zhen pursed her lips and said: "The police will ask them to delete the sensitive information in the video, re-edit and organize it, and then send the video to several major platforms. I guess you can still harvest a group of fans... right?"

Cheng Ling looked at her: "Why are you still uncertain?"

Wang Zhen was tired: "Because it's too hard to predict your card routine..."

During the live broadcast, when you should be selling misery, you are tough; when you should be tough, you are wild; when you should be wild, you don't follow martial ethics...

"Hehe." Cheng Ling was happy.

"I'm praising you?" Wang Zhen was speechless, "The people in the program team told me that you performed very well later, so I can rest assured... But I don't dare to rest assured at all! I'm afraid that the wonderfulness the program team said is not the same as my understanding of wonderfulness!"

Some guests make all kinds of fools in the program, and the program team will also think it is wonderful, after all, it can create topics.

Being able to create topics and hot spots is what the program team likes to see.

Cheng Ling waved her hand: "Sister Zhen, I just have one thing to say. After the later video is released, I guess you will be overwhelmed with work for me."

"I just hope you don't scare me to the point of my legs going limp."

After saying that, Wang Zhen stood up.

"Okay, I've delivered the things, so I won't bother you anymore. You should also take some time to rest. You won't have a chance to rest later."

Cheng Ling stood up and turned to the housekeeper and said: "Uncle Li, send a car to take Sister Zhen away."

The housekeeper took the order and arranged the car.

Wang Zhen did not refuse, and the two walked out of the gate together.

"Take a good look at these scripts. Most of them will start filming in the next one or two months. Tell me if you are interested and I will discuss it in detail."

"Also, pick the ones with better reputations. Tell me when you have chosen. I will contact the merchants to discuss the price and filming matters for you."

"Of course, if you have any personal preferences or ideas, you can tell me. Things are dead, but people are alive."

"Thank you, Sister Zhen," Cheng Ling said sincerely.

Poor or noisy, if Wang Zhen didn't really care, she wouldn't have to go to the company to get her mobile phone and information, and even send them to her home.

She said she was greedy for the Cheng family's money. If she was really greedy for money, she wouldn't want to leave.

The car was waiting at the gate, and the driver got out to help Wang Zhen open the back door.

Wang Zhen got in the car, lowered the window and said to Cheng Ling: "Keep your phone on 24 hours a day. If I can't find you, I can come to your house to arrest you."

Cheng Ling and the housekeeper watched the car leave.

The housekeeper sighed: "Miss, your agent is really good."

"Yes. I have been thinking about how to thank her in the past few days."

It is better to give her something in a real way than to thank her verbally.

What to give?

Just give her a house in the center of Fengcheng City.

Wang Zhen is still renting a house with her boyfriend. Giving her a house can be considered as giving her what she needs.

It's just a few million.

"By the way, Uncle Li, you have to do something for me."

The housekeeper nodded: "Miss, please go ahead."

"There is a guy named Nie Wenhang in the technical support department of the "Desperate Survival" program team. I have requisitioned his latest RET game console. Please buy me a new one, no, buy ten new ones, plus a full set of game cards, and return them to him."

"Okay, Miss, I will buy everything and send it to his house tomorrow."

Cheng Ling returned to the living room, took her mobile phone and documents, and moved them back to her room.

She turned on her mobile phone first - when the program team kept it for her, she turned it off.

The phone quickly displayed the start-up program, and after about two minutes of silence, it began to vibrate wildly.

Hundreds of messages poured in.

Cheng Ling was so surprised.

She used to use a mobile phone, and she might not receive a message in ten days or half a month - the risk of information leakage was too high, and they usually communicated intelligence in the form of web code.

The phone vibrated for a full three minutes before it finally subsided.

Cheng Ling then picked up the phone to check.

Some friends sent congratulatory messages to Cheng Ling for her excellent performance in the program;

Some teased her why she didn't follow the style of the mentally retarded and weak dodder flower;

Some asked her about the seasoning formula;

There were more group chats of all kinds.

"A loving family", "Global Shopping Group", "Food, Drink and Fun Group", "Classmate Group"...

However, Cheng Ling clicked on them one by one and found that there was no valuable information.

They were basically emoticons, exaggerated exclamations, emoticons, repetitions, emoticons.

Most of the chats were "Hahahahaha", "I laughed my head off", "My head is falling off with laughter", the chat style of patients in a mental hospital.

However, Cheng Ling likes this atmosphere very much.

Relaxed, comfortable, no need to worry about what you say will make the mission fail, no need to worry about what you say will expose your identity as an agent.

In addition, WeChat has a lot of friend applications.

Jiang Qiyun, Bai Muchuan, Lao Banjiu, Director He, Producer Lin...

Cheng Ling accepted them one by one.

Look at the unread text messages again.

Most of the text messages are GG.

"The goods you purchased are being delivered, please check them."

"Super low price bargain! Fengcheng Beijing suburb villas are surprisingly low at 35 million, don't miss it!"

"Dear XXX user, the package you purchased..."

"[Points arrival reminder]..."

However, there was a text message sent an hour ago that caught Cheng Ling's attention.

The person who sent the message hid his mobile phone number.

"Quanzhou minced garlic, Jining five-spice powder, Guizhou lunch meat..."

If others see this text message, they will think it is a shopping list, recommendation of specialty products, etc.

But Cheng Ling doesn't.

The 23 product complaint emails she had just downloaded from her trading backend were exactly the same as those in the text message, including the locations and product types.

Is someone secretly helping me?

Or is someone warning me?