I, holding the script, kidnapped the male protagonist's benefactor

Nine o'clock in the morning is the commuting time. Some people have just arrived at the company or are still on their way to work.

The group was quiet, with the latest message being sent by someone at midnight yesterday, asking about the location and time of the party.

Therefore, when a new message pops up, no one responds immediately.

Until that person sent another message.

Sun Zhihong: No, is it true that no one recognizes who the person in this photo is?

Sun Zhihong: He is Ji Yu.

The person who was originally diving immediately popped up when he saw the two words "Ji Yu".

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Li Yan: It’s really Ji Yu. I haven’t seen him for more than two years. It turns out that he is doing so well now?

The photo showed Ji Yu getting out of the back seat of a luxury car.

Although it was only a profile view, Ji Yu was very handsome. He was nicknamed the school hunk by his classmates at school. If some things had not happened later, Ji Yu's relationship with everyone would not have become so cold.

Sun Zhihong: Haha, if he was really rich, how could he still live in the old city?

As we all know, the people living in the old town of Wutong Road are all working people. Because the rent is cheap, it is very popular among working people.

Therefore, people living in the Wutong Road area are assumed to have little money.

Feng Yaqin: Then how did he get out of the luxury car?

Sun Zhihong: His parents passed away when he was in college, and he still owed a lot of debt, reportedly hundreds of thousands. It’s only been more than two years, and based on his salary he probably hasn’t paid it off yet.

Li Yan: You mean, this car belongs to someone else?

Sun Zhihong: In any case, it couldn’t be his. I saw the landlord going to him to ask for rent a while ago.

Sun Zhihong is also a migrant worker. Like Ji Yu, he lives near Wutong Road, but not in the same residential complex.

The reason I knew Ji Yu lived here was because I ran into him by chance one day after get off work.

Ji Yu was handsome, and there were actually quite a few girls in school who had a crush on him.

If it weren't for the fact that he only had Tang Yi in his heart, there would be quite a few girls who would confess their love to him.

Unfortunately, the girl he has a crush on also likes Ji Yu.

Because of this incident, he has always hated Ji Yu.

When they met on the road that day, he recognized him at a glance, but what made him unhappy was that Ji Yu clearly saw him but pretended not to know him.

Feng Yaqin: But even if this car is not Ji Yu’s, it means that he must know the owner of the luxury car, and they may have a very good relationship.

Sun Zhihong: It’s easy to find out. Just invite him to a class reunion and then ask him and you’ll know.

Sun Zhihong: @Squad Leader, didn’t you invite him before? Will he come?

Class monitor: I invited him, but he later declined, saying that he had something to do that day.

Sun Zhihong: I think he doesn’t dare to come.

Sun Zhihong: Yes, everyone still remembers what he did to the beautiful Tang.

Zhang Mingliang: Driving in a luxury car cannot change the fact that Ji Yu was a voyeur in the first place.

When talking about this matter, more people came forward.

Tang Yi is beautiful and many people had a crush on her. Now that she has become a big star, many people in the group want to please her.

In the group, everyone was belittling Ji Yu until someone brought up the class reunion and the topic dropped.

In an advertising studio somewhere, employees are preparing for the next photo shoot.

Tang Yi, who usually rarely reads group messages, is now looking through the chat history.

She did not continue to read the chat content below. The photo displayed on the mobile phone screen was the one that Sun Zhihong took secretly of Ji Yu.

"Sister Yi, who is this? He's so handsome!" The stylist saw that she was staring at the person in the photo.

Although it was only a profile picture, the superior contour lines were not much different from the handsome men and beautiful women she had seen in the entertainment industry.

The morning sunlight fell right on his face, coating it with a layer of gold, clean and transparent, like an angel descending from the sky.

"A classmate." Tang Yi said lightly. She has always known that Ji Yu is good-looking, since college.

She was actually moved. Who doesn't like her boyfriend to be good-looking and handsome?

But Ji Yu was too poor and owed a lot of debts. She didn't want to live a hard life with him, but she really couldn't bear to leave Ji Yu, so she could only keep him for the time being.

"Your classmate must be very rich. This Cullinan must be worth at least tens of millions." The stylist looked envious.

Tang Yi's eyes moved slightly, "This car may not be his."

The stylist smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. The suit he's wearing was custom-made by X. It cost at least tens of thousands."

"Really? Are you sure it's from X's family?" Tang Yi straightened his back and looked at the stylist in surprise.

"Of course I am sure. This is my specialty."

Tang Yi knew that the stylist had no reason to lie, and that the stylist had been in the entertainment industry longer than she had and had come into contact with more big names.

Could it be that Ji Yu has really made a fortune and is no longer the poor boy he was in college?

At this time, the mobile phone rang.

Tang Yi picked up the call as soon as he saw it was from his agent, "What's up?"

"Is there anyone with you?"

Tang Yi knew that the next words would not be heard by outsiders, so he stood up and walked out, "There's no one here now, what's going on?"

"Last time you approached Zhou Fu to compete for the leading role of Allure World, something unexpected happened."

Tang Yi's face changed.

At this time, Ji Yu didn't know that he might become a rich man in the eyes of his classmates and the female supporting role.

After sleeping for a few hours, I woke up at around three in the afternoon.

He was woken up by hunger. He had drunk a bowl of white porridge in the morning and was already hungry.

Ji Yu went to the kitchen and cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles, adding some vegetables and an egg.

Bring it out and eat while checking your phone.

When he opened it, he found that several people had sent him messages, and he clicked on the person with the note 2 first.

2: 138*****888, this is my cell phone number. If you change your mind, feel free to call me.

There is no doubt that this person is Yuan Shenghe.

“Rich people’s cell phone numbers all have the word ‘Fa Fa Fa’.” Ji Yu complained while saving the number.

The other two who sent him messages were Chen Pengfei and the squad leader.

Chen Pengfei asked him out for a drink again on the weekend, but he refused. Even though the other party offered to treat him, he didn't want the last incident to happen again.

The class monitor did not give up and invited him to attend a university reunion.

Ji Yu still refused. He had no friendship with those college classmates at all. When he was framed, these so-called classmates were the first to change their attitude.

The squad leader is a man of discretion. Once he has refused, he generally won't ask again.

He guessed that the squad leader came to ask him again, probably because someone else instigated him.

As for who it was, there were only a few people who disliked him at the beginning.

Ji Yu opened his mailbox and when he saw several new emails, he immediately put the matter behind him and chatted with the HRs of several companies.

In the next few days, he was either going to interviews or on his way to interviews.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

After interviewing with another company, Ji Yu dragged his tired body and prepared to go home as the sun was almost sinking into the horizon.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

Ji Yu took it out and took a look. A person whose note he changed to 2 sent him a new message on WeChat.

2: Come out in the evening and I’ll treat you to a big dinner.

Ji Yu’s back straightened instantly, and another message popped up in the chat window.

2: If you are busy, forget it.

How can that work!

His mouth was already blistered and he really didn't want to eat instant noodles anymore.

Salted Fish is Dead: Eat eat eat eat eat!

Salted Fish is Dead: I’m not busy at all now!

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A booth in a high-end bar.

Yu Xiaohui glanced at Yuan Shenghe several times.

More than half an hour ago, he asked the other party out for a drink.

I didn't think Yuan Shenghe would agree.

I made an appointment ten times, and the other party would not agree at least eight times. I didn't expect that this time he came out without even hesitation.

He really wanted to ask who the man who answered the phone last time was, but Yuan Shenghe was very tight-lipped. If he didn't want to say something, even if he hit his head, the other party wouldn't even give him a glance.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaohui gave Gu Wen Ze a look, maybe Yuan Shenghe would be willing to tell his nephew.

"Uncle, is there anything bothering the company recently?"

Gu Wen Ze spoke at Yu Xiaohui's signal; he was also very curious.

Since he sat down, he has already drunk two glasses of wine, which has never happened before.

This made him think of the rumors he had heard from Yu Xiaohui before, but he didn't believe it. There was nothing in this world that could stump his uncle.

Yuan Shenghe picked up the wine glass and took another sip. Under the dim light, his facial features became sharper, his eyes were as deep as the abyss, and he exuded a cold and low aura, as if someone had made him unhappy.

Yuan Shenghe was rarely seen in this state. In all the years they had known him, they had only experienced this when a major accident occurred in the Huasheng Group.

"No." Yuan Shenghe said casually, put down the cup, and suddenly took out his mobile phone. Everyone only saw the white light on the phone screen, as if a message was sent to someone.

This was not the most serious thing. After a few seconds, the two of them watched as the low pressure on Yuan Shenghe's body suddenly disappeared, and his sharp cheeks suddenly softened.

Yu Xiaohui and Gu Wenze looked at each other, and the latter immediately asked tentatively: "Uncle, didn't you think it was a waste of time and disliked this kind of chat software the most?"

"I don't like it." Yuan Shenghe put away his phone, stood up, and looked a little happy. "I'm leaving first. You guys can have fun."