Chapter 70 Beverly

Scandals are not easy to find.

　　If you find the right person, you can get the secret that no one knows.

　　And in the whole of Los Santos, the people who know the most about Hollywood celebrities and have the most intelligence, except themselves, are the paparazzi who follow them 24 hours a day.

　　The reason why I found Beverly is very simple: because he is the best performer and the most well-informed in the paparazzi world!

　　It is worth mentioning that the photo that caused the scandal between Lu Qi and Lacey is the handwriting of this old man...

　　"Bobby Michelle?"

　　Looking at Beverly's unresponsive face, Lu Qi had to continue:

　　"Listen, the reason why I came to you is because I received news that you are a good player in the industry, and many exclusive photos of celebrities are from you."

　　"So, let me ask you again... Bobby Michelle, what do you know?"

　　Hearing the hints in Lu Qi's words, Beverly's active brain finally reacted.

　　"Oh! I see!"

　　Taking off the cap, Beverly pointed to the camera on the coffee table and said:

　　"You want news about Bobby Michelle, don't you?"

　　"Hey, buddy, you don't need to be so rude at all. Which agency are you from? Angel? Goldmond? Or..."

　　After saying the names of several brokerage companies in a row, seeing Lu Qi's expressionless face and no response, Beverly swallowed and shrugged, "Okay, it's none of my business."

　　"Since you know my reputation in the industry, you should also know that if you want to buy news from me, the price must not be low..."

　　After speaking, Beverly rubbed the thumb and index finger of his right hand intentionally or unintentionally, as if to imply something.

　　Seeing this, Lu Qi smiled slightly, took out a stack of green bills from the inner pocket of his suit, threw it on the coffee table, and said:

　　"If your news pleases me..."

　　Seeing the stack of beautiful knives worth at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, Beverly's eyes lit up, he turned into a familiar face, and pointed to Lu Qi:

　　"Oh, brother, as soon as I saw you, I knew you were the same type of person as me, the kind of guy who couldn't stand hypocrisy."

　　"You know, the hypocrisy of celebrities ... it's like a deliberate set-up of acting on TV, like Miranda Cowan, who won a couple of Auston Best Actress awards, said she liked musicals and kittens , love to spend weekends with family."

　　"Actually? She's a middle-aged aunt who likes to sit in a limousine, take drugs, and do it with little fresh meat!"

　　As he spoke, Beverly blushed and had a thick neck, and his tone gradually improved a lot:

　　"Those bastards who live on Hollywood Hills and drink thousands of dollars a bottle of whisky are all liars! You know what I mean?"

　　"They all think they're gods, as I say, fuck it! Fuck him! They don't have magic power, and they're no better than us..."

　　Looking at Beverly's cynical appearance, Lu Qi did not forget the purpose of his visit, and could not help reminding:

　　"Bobby Michelle..."

　　Hearing this, Beverly slammed, patted his head, and then said:

　　"Oh yeah, Bobby Michelle. This bitch is the kind of guy who's a virgin on TV and pretends to be innocent all day. But when the cameras are off, he's yelling at the staff and the agent, and at night with the producers. The sluts who party with people and directors..."

　　"Exactly, I know where she will go tomorrow and who she will meet. If nothing else happens, we might photograph something you want..."

　　"how do you feel?"

　　Seeing Beverly cast a slightly flattering look at him, Lu Qi stood up and walked to the door without saying a word.

　　Beverly was suddenly a little stunned, blinked his eyes, looked at the stack of banknotes on the coffee table, and subconsciously shouted:

　　"Hey! Dude, your money!"

　　Hearing this, Lu Qi threw back a sentence without looking back:

　　"This is your deposit, see you tomorrow..."

　　. . . . . .

　　the next day.

　　West Hollywood, Celebrity Trail, outside the Manor Hotel.

　　"Are you sure she'll be here?"

　　"Of course! This is the precious information I only collected after following her for three months. She and her rich second-generation boyfriend will have a tryst here every Sunday at noon."

　　"If we're lucky, we can still photograph a precious image of the American sweetheart being smothered in the backyard today..."

　　"The backyard of that slut is the backdoor that leads us to wealth, ha!"

　　Lu Qi, who was sitting in the driver's seat in a black Dinka Clown sports car parked outside the hotel walls, glanced at Beverly, who couldn't contain his excitement, and couldn't help but pout.

　　Originally, he planned to come with the black brother.

　　However, due to another customer having some trouble. So, Lu Qi had to send Franklin and Rick to deal with it, and then came to Beverly alone to explore the truth hidden by Hollywood stars...

　"I don't care about wealth or wealth, as long as you capture what I want, there will be a fortune in your account, OK?"

　　Hearing this, the more motivated Beverly,

He smiled, picked up the camera that had been debugged for a long time, and said:　"Hey, this is my speciality ! Don't worry, I am very happy to dig out the truth for the public and fans. Especially good citizens like you who are eager to know the truth..."

　　Zi Lai patted Lu Qi on the shoulder, Beverly opened the door and got out of the car.

　　Watching Beverly walk in through the side door of the Manor Hotel holding the camera, Lu Qi also opened the door and got out of the car.

　　The whole person leaned against the car, took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette for himself, and began to puff of smoke...

　　Lu Qi waited for about an hour.

　　Just when Lu Qi thought whether Beverly was caught taking a candid photo, suddenly there was an extremely loud shout from the side door:

　　"Dude, hurry up! Hurry up and drive!"

　　Looking at the sound, Lu Qi found Beverly with a camera in his hand, running towards him anxiously.

　　And not far behind him were several bodyguards in black suits who were chasing after him.

　　"Get me that damn bastard!"

　　Under the command of a woman's voice that sounded a little crazy, the pace of several bodyguards could not help but speed up a bit.

　　Seeing this, how could Lu Qi not know something happened.

　　Before he could think too much, he immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand and slammed his head into the car.

　　Turning the key, starting the engine, and ready to drive at any time, Lu Qi did not forget to open the co-pilot's door and let Beverly get in.

　　Some embarrassed Beverly, as soon as they got in the car and closed the door, the whole Dinka Clown rushed out like an arrow from the string!

　　"Did you get it?"

　　"Of course, I'm one of the great paparazzi..."

　　Before Beverly could finish speaking, Lu Qi saw a black SUV behind him through the rearview mirror, which was approaching, frowned, and slammed on the accelerator!

　　In the next second, with the sound of "ah", Beverly, who had not had time to fasten his seat belt, suddenly leaned forward.

　　If he hadn't stretched out his hand and pushed forward to stop his inertia, he might have smashed his head into the storage box in front of him.

　　However, it was with this support that his hand accidentally pressed the switch of the car radio.

　　In an instant, the familiar song "Catch the Shrimp" suddenly sounded!