After the former actor was forced to open for business

A message alert on Weibo hangs on the notification bar: Pei Qing has followed you.

Fan Yue became restless for no reason.

My aunt was busy making lunch in the kitchen, when there was a sound of opening the door from the entrance of the living room.

"Mom! Mom!" Xiaobao threw down the jigsaw puzzle in his hand, and ran towards the living room at a fast pace. The wobbling little back looked extremely cute.

Fan Yue also got up and went to the living room, "Sister."

He Qiaoqiao was obviously taken aback, with a look of resentment, "Why are you back? Didn't I tell you to recuperate at Mr. Xia's place and wait for a few days to join the team? Why don't you listen to the news."

Fan Yue's expression was somber and he didn't say a word, it wasn't like he was admitting his mistake, but he was simply unhappy and didn't want to talk.

He Qiaoqiao could see his emotions, so he didn't say anything more, coaxed Xiaobao to play with his grandfather in the house, and then came out to talk to Fan Yue.

"I just went to the company. Fu Zhihua came back from Zhenye Culture and said that there was no chance to discuss it at all, and he insisted on making a fuss about your relationship with Pei Qing, and if nothing else, they have already contacted Several entertainment news came to follow up in real time.

"President Xia means that since you want to act, we won't give them face anymore. Jinyue Entertainment has never been afraid of anyone. We'll see."

He Qiaoqiao said and poured himself a glass of water to drink.

"Well," Fan Yue nodded, he was more concerned about another question than this, "When will you join the group?"

"On the 25th, there are two days left."

"Okay. Then go directly to the place arranged by the crew to book a room. I will live there tonight."

He Qiaoqiao sighed, "The house is under siege, right? Tell you it's at Mr. Xia's—" She was stared back by Fan Yue's eyes as she spoke halfway, and shut her mouth resentfully.

It happened that my aunt had already cooked the meal, so she called He Qiaoqiao to help in the kitchen, "Stop scolding Xiaoyue, he is still sick. Why are you so ignorant as a sister, you can't even enter the house." I don’t know how to take care of my younger brother’s health first, and act as his manager!”

"I know, I know." He Qiaoqiao impatiently agreed, and put the food on the table.

Sitting on the sofa, Fan Yue lowered his head slightly, his long and dense eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face, giving him a gloomy feeling for no reason.

A person has been lonely and frustrated for too long, and when he is suddenly surrounded by some kind of happiness, he can't help but have other emotions.

Just like what he thinks now.

If Fan Dazheng had been a good husband and father, wouldn't his mother not have died back then, and his life wouldn't have been so miserable...

But where did it come from.

What's more, he is no longer a child.

"Uncle...eat!" A warm little hand held the back of his hand, and Xiaobao came over and pulled him up in a childish voice, "Eat, uncle..."

Fan Yue smiled and rubbed the milky and soft hair on the top of the child's head, and agreed, "Okay, let's go eat."

The filming location of "Xinghai" was in Yu'an, but the place for script reading and training was set in an office building next to the Capital Film and Television City.

He Qiaoqiao helped Fan Yue book a hotel nearby, and Fan Yue stayed in that night, and asked Tian Yuan to help him get home clothes and daily necessities.

"Brother Fan, I'm already on my way to the hotel. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you along the way?" the little girl on the other end of the phone asked.

"No need, just bring the things." Fan Yue simply explained a few words and hung up the phone.

He Qiaoqiao glanced at the person beside him, looking worried, "Xiaoyue, what do you think of Tian Yuan?"

Fan Yue frowned, a little confused: "What do you mean?"

He Qiaoqiao realized it later, and quickly waved her hand, "What are you thinking, I just think this girl is unusual."

As she spoke, she checked every corner of the room for Fan Yue to see if there were cameras and the like, "I did ask her to help you find you that day, but I didn't tell you to go to the parking lot...Maybe it was me at the time. When I said something to drive, she mistakenly thought that I was asking you to go there. According to Assistant Fu, Tian Yuan was temporarily called to be an assistant, and the previous one suddenly rejected the job..."

Thinking of the chance encounter with Pei Qing in the underground parking lot that day, Fan Yue didn't speak, but frowned involuntarily.

"I hope I'm thinking too much." He Qiaoqiao checked the entire room and sat down on the sofa after confirming it was safe, "You stay here for the past two days, just concentrate on reading the script and studying the characters, don't worry about it." Leave it to me. The sky is falling and Mr. Xia will support you, so adjust your mentality. After all..."

After all, he was going to face that person, so He Qiaoqiao was still not at ease with him.

Fan Yue squeezed her shoulder, "Well, don't worry."

He Qiaoqiao sighed, and suddenly remembered something, "Pei Qing paid attention to you today, right?"

If she didn't mention it, Fan Yue would have forgotten, "Yes."

He promised and clicked on Weibo again, and found that Pei Qing had been following him for several hours, because he hadn't responded, which attracted a wave of insults from Qing's fans.

[No, no, someone really doesn't plan to go back to the customs, right? 】

【fy can be regarded as the senior of pq anyway, this operation...】

【Pretend not to see?Obviously online]

[Reciprocity, understand? 】

[Is ls sick, does everyone live in wb like you?Get back in your turtle shell, understand? 】

[Pure passer-by, ask these two people if they really had anything? 】

……

Fan Yue felt a headache watching, so he handed the phone to He Qiaoqiao directly.

"Hey, this fan is really following the Lord, messing around like the same!" Sister Qiao couldn't help speaking verbally.

Fan Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, but said nothing.

He Qiaoqiao finished the operation and returned the phone to Fan Yue, "I'll lock him up for you. Judging from the time of your debut, you are indeed Pei Qing's senior, and you have to live with your face. Don't bother with him. You have to deal with it when you see it."

"En." Fan Yue nodded.

He Qiaoqiao went on to say: "By the way, I posted a Weibo for you, which is considered a fan benefit."

Fan Yue: "?"

He looked down at his mobile phone, and found that the first Weibo post was a photo of him hanging his head and thinking about something. There was no copywriting, which was his style.

The photo was obviously just taken, and a filter was added appropriately.

Fan Yue himself has superior facial features, and he looks good in any shot on camera. He Qiaoqiao is also very good at picking angles, and he created a girlfriend's perspective, which added a lot of affinity to him.

The only fly in the ointment is that he didn't shave today, he looks like a middle-aged uncle...

Fan Yue was really helpless with this wave of coquettish operations, "Sister, tell me anyway."

"Let's not talk about it. Besides, your looks are good-looking, no matter what. A little beard is more sexy, believe me." He Qiaoqiao still raised his eyebrows at him as he spoke.

"..." Fan Yue glanced at her, turned around and went to flip through the script.

……

In the past two days before joining the group, He Qiaoqiao has been busy at both ends. There are many things in the company that she needs to deal with together. Fan Yue here is inconvenient to go out, so Tian Yuan takes care of her.

The little assistant is still conscientious, and the meals he buys for Fan Yue every day are nutritious and balanced, the taste suits his taste, and he is quite clever.

Fan Yue didn't see anything unusual about her. After much deliberation, how could a child who just graduated have such evil intentions?He simply didn't think about it.

The time when the director asked to join the group was only two days, and Fan Yue lived close to him, so he left early.

As a result, as soon as he got there, he felt that a certain car parked downstairs was a bit familiar. When he got to the agreed floor, he saw Xia Jincheng and director Chen Liheng coming out of the lounge, and then he remembered why the car looked familiar.

Fan Yue was taken aback for a moment, and his first reaction was that Xia Jincheng and Director Chen had other matters to discuss, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Fortunately, He Qiaoqiao grabbed his arm in time, "Why are you going?"

"I..." Before Fan Yue could say anything, he heard Chen Liheng's voice resounding in the corridor——

"It seems that your boss knows his artists better. Mr. Xia, isn't Fan Yue here now?" Director Chen said with a smile.

Chen Liheng is also a well-known director in the circle, and the reputation and income of the dramas he has made are good, but in terms of his personality... probably because he has grown older and more and more depressed in the past few years.

But no one can deny his decades of experience and achievements.

Seeing the two of them looking this way together, Fan Yue couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he could only bite the bullet and smiled at them, "President Xia, Director Chen."

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

Fan Yue understood this truth better than anyone else, and now he walked up to the two of them calmly, as if he was a different person, with a faint yet polite smile on his face.

"It's been a long time since Director Chen. I saw Mr. Xia was here just now, and thought I came at the wrong time." He said.

Chen Liheng laughed loudly, "Mr. Xia is your boss, and he came here to say good things for you. What's not the right time."

Fan Yue smiled, but said nothing.

On the contrary, Xia Jincheng's eyes paused on him, as if he was verifying something, and then he said with satisfaction: "I didn't let me down."

To other people's ears, this is a compliment to his own artists, but Fan Yue was a little confused when he heard it.

He felt that the words had no beginning and no end.

It was somewhat embarrassing for a few people to stand here, so Director Chen tried to get them to sit in the lounge.

Fan Yue had to listen to Xia Jin's request for this matter, so he didn't rush to agree.

Sure enough, President Xia smiled at Chen Liheng, "I'm sorry Director Chen, I have a few words to tell Fan Yue, you go and sit down first."

"Okay. It's not in a hurry, then I'll go in first."

Several people watched Chen Liheng enter the lounge, Xia Jincheng glanced at Fan Yue, "Come with me."

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the other side, where there happened to be a semi-open pantry.

Fan Yue followed, while He Qiaoqiao led Tian Yuan to wait on the spot with great insight.

She has always had a grudge against this little girl, and she can't say why, it's just a woman's intuition.

In the tea room, standing side by side in front of the glass window, the two figures were clearly reflected on the glass.

Fan Yue didn't speak, waiting for Xia Jincheng to speak.

"I heard from He Qiaoqiao that you've been staying in a nearby hotel for the past few days." Xia Jincheng turned his head to look at him.

Fan Yue was noncommittal, just quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Mr. Xia frowned, "Did you still burn after you left my house that day?"

"No." Fan Yue spoke succinctly, with the meaning of cherishing words like gold.

Xia Jincheng didn't care about it, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

There was silence in the tea room for a while, only the sound of the coffee machine on the bar counter being turned on.

Fan Yue was a little confused, so, "Mr. Xia called me here just to ask this?"

"Not really." Xia Jincheng said, "It's just that this is more important."

He said it in a serious manner, as if it was just that the boss cared about his artists, but he didn't seem to, which made people feel weird.

Fan Yue frowned, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "Mr. Xie Xia is concerned."

His appearance was a bit funny, Xia Jincheng couldn't help laughing, and simply turned to look at him.

His face turned slightly positive, and Fan Yue's figure was reflected in those beautiful eyes like peach petals, "During the script reading period, you can go back on your word at any time, and I will handle it."

"Repent?" Fan Yue was taken aback for a moment before he understood what Xia Jincheng meant.

He also darkened his face, "President Xia, don't worry, I, Fan Yue, will stick to what I believe in."

He just has this problem, as long as he likes and asks for things actively, even if it is hard, tired and suffering, he will stick to it without complaint.

But if he was forced, he wouldn't be able to stay for more than a minute.

The eyes of the two met, and it was hard to see whose firmness prevailed.

But Xia Jincheng finally smiled. He raised his hand and dusted Fan Yue's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "Okay. Just remember that behind you is not only Jinyue Entertainment, but also the entire Xia family. Will suffice."

Fan Yue was slightly taken aback.

Mr. Xia said this so cleverly that he couldn't tell what he meant.

There was an inexplicable ambiguity in the atmosphere between the two, but suddenly they heard someone walking towards them——

"I didn't expect there to be a tea room here?"