After the former actor was forced to open for business

"Why aren't you dead yet?" The man's tone was tinged with a contemptuous smile, Fan Yue's heart sank suddenly, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Why, you're not happy anymore? A dead gay doesn't hide in a corner, and still has a face? It feels really cool to be fucked, right, slut!" The tone on the other end of the phone gradually became manic, "You How the fuck is so cheap! Fuck. Your mother is so disgusting! Fuck!"

"..." He stood stiffly on the spot, not intending to speak back.

He probably guessed who was on the other end of the phone, but after his comeback this time, he had changed all the contact methods. The people around him were the closest, so it was impossible to sell him, so he was hacked. The chances of powder coming out are not high.

But obviously, even if the odds were small, this thing has already happened.

"Don't talk, acquiesce? Hey, tsk tsk." The man's laughter made Fan Yue's brows frowned even tighter. "You said that if your mother knew that she was pregnant and her son was born in October, she would lie on someone else's body." Waiting to be fucked, how heartbreaking, you—"

"Say it again." Fan Yue interrupted the man's words in a cold voice, his hands clenched into fists uncontrollably, and his knuckles creaked.

The person on the other end of the phone paused, smiled provocatively and said, "What's the matter, am I wrong?"

"..." A moment of silence will always make people mistakenly think that everything is calm, but they don't know that it is just the calm before the storm.

Fan Yue's voice was low and without any ups and downs, and he paused every word: "If you are a person, just tell me again."

Who knew that the man laughed even more happily, "Hey, I'm really angry."

"I've heard for a long time that your mother is your bottom line, and I'm anxious to mention it. It seems to be true! Unexpectedly——"

"There are so many things you can't think of." He fixed his eyes on one place, and the temperature around him dropped. "With your quality and IQ, it's normal to be unexpected."

The man was anxious, "What the hell do you mean?"

Fan Yue answered "literally" in a nonchalant manner, and didn't intend to pay any more attention to the cursing voice on the receiver.

Just about to hang up the phone, he suddenly thought of something, and then said: "If you don't understand, please use the search and browser well. But if you don't understand human language, you can consider buying a dog language translator."

"Oh, if you don't have enough money, give me the card number and I'll call you."

"Fan Yue, you fucking—" The voice in the ear stopped abruptly, and someone took off the Bluetooth headset.

Fan Yue raised his eyes and saw someone standing beside him with a blank expression on his face, holding his headset in his hand, and he pressed the end button.

He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, let go of his clenched fist, and called out a little bluntly: "Mr. Xia."

Now it's lunch break, everyone went to eat and rest.Fan Yue was in a bad mood so he didn't go back to the hotel, and now he was sitting in the lounge by himself.

At this time, at this place, obviously Xia Jincheng should not have appeared.

Xia Jincheng held the earphones in his palm, and looked down at him, "You have a big heart, and you can talk so much nonsense with this kind of person."

"Have you heard it all?" Fan Yue twitched the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Xia is also very diligent in visiting the class."

Those who didn't know thought that the Xia Group was about to go bankrupt.

Who knew that this person didn't even mean to deny or cover up, just nodded and said, "Well, I'm worried about you."

"..." That's not necessary.

After dealing with black fans for a long time, Fan Yue didn't want to continue this topic with Xia Jincheng, so he stood up instead, "Have you eaten yet?"

Mr. Xia raised his eyebrows lightly, "I was in a hurry to see you, I didn't eat."

When he said this, it was as if he was saying "I love you" to his lover, which was natural and ambiguous.

Fan Yue: "..."

The atmosphere in the lounge froze for a second.

Xia Jincheng suddenly smiled, "I've eaten, and now I'm here to bring you food."

Fan Yue frowned slightly, and looked him up and down.

Has anyone experienced the situation where the superior in suits and leather shoes condescends to give him a meal?

Sorry, he has already started to experience it.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Xia Jincheng reached out and handed over the earphones, and straightened the wrinkled clothes on his shoulders, "Let's go back to the hotel."

The temperature in the room was high, and Fan Yue's coat was draped over the back of the chair. He was only wearing a loose gray T-shirt, which was a thin layer.

The temperature of the man's palm spread to his skin through the material of the clothes, and the scorching sensation instantly spread throughout his body.

It is a long-lost, wonderful feeling.

Fan Yue took the earphones silently, picked up the clothes on the back of the chair and followed Xia Jincheng out of the lounge.

"Was that phone call a black fan?" Xia Jincheng sat across the table and watched him eat.

Fan Yue picked up a piece of celery and put it in his mouth, he rarely felt an appetite.

"Well, I can handle it myself."

The person sitting opposite was obviously silent for two seconds, and said, "You have a company, why do you want to solve it yourself?"

This is true.

Fan Yue didn't speak, but raised his eyes to look at Xia Jincheng, his tone was still calm, "I know this matter well, don't bother the company."

Mr. Xia felt a little bored, but he could only smile helplessly, "Then you should treat it as a show of mercy and give the company's idle employees a chance to perform. The company signed you as an artist, and they won't let them handle your affairs any longer. , wouldn’t it be too bad for me to pay my salary on time.”

The wooden chopsticks just caught a piece of sweet and sour ribs, and after a pause, they let go.

Fan Yue looked at that person seriously, "Boss Xia can also choose to sign a few more newcomers to keep them busy."

Xia Jincheng: "..."

Seeing that the boss's face became more and more ugly, King Fan finally realized his "mistake" and simply put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I think I need to change my assistant." He showed his cards.

"She has a problem." Xia Jincheng's words were not in a questioning tone, but a certainty beyond Fan Yue's expectations.

He couldn't help frowning, "You know?"

"Not counting." Xia Jincheng shook his head, "He Qiaoqiao mentioned it to me."

He briefly told Fan Yue about Tian Yuan's performance in the last press conference and his doubts, "So I have been looking for someone to watch secretly. The strange thing is that I can't find anything strange about her."

Xia Jincheng likes to frown when he is serious. The way of frowning together adds a bit of sharpness to the pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which looks cold and distant.

However, Fan Yue thought he looked the best like this, so he couldn't take his eyes off him.

"In this case, there are two possibilities." Mr. Xia tapped the table twice with his fingertips, "First, she doesn't really want to do anything to you."

Fan Yue took over the words: "Second, someone is watching her and watching her every move, just like us, without her knowing."

The two looked at each other and reached a perfect consensus.

It's just that one look that makes people unable to bear the fall for a moment.

Fan Yue was in a daze for a moment, then lowered his head and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating.

It's probably because he hasn't had any appetite for the past few days, and today his stomach wants to make up for what he ate less.

He heard the man chuckle, and a rib was caught in his bowl.

"Eat more, leave this to the company."

"The light on the terrace is dim, it is the combination of moonlight and starlight, cold and hazy, protecting the dark secrets of this city.

The man stood by the fence, looking at the traffic under his feet in a daze, the scene seemed to stop at that moment, clean and quiet. "

"Have you read the original text, Fan Yue?" The script in Chen Liheng's hand was rolled into a tube, and he gestured a few times in the air in front of him, "Although you won't show your face in this scene, the atmosphere It can also be artificially created, but the temperament of the characters still depends on you. Do you know what I mean?"

Although Director Chen's character has not been very good in the past two years, he is still outstanding in terms of professionalism. This is beyond doubt.

He has a vicious vision, and he will never attack the mud that cannot support the wall. To make him willing to dive, it must be a promising person.

Moreover, he is the only one in the circle who separates work and unspoken rules so clearly, and he can barely be regarded as a clear stream.

"Understood." Fan Yue nodded, frowning slightly.

"Okay, let's talk about Pei Qing's problem." Chen Liheng glanced at him, then turned to give Pei Qing a lecture.

Seeing that the training camp is coming to an end soon, the official start-up will begin next month. The filming location of "Xinghai" was set in Yu'an, and it took three months to say the least.

Fan Yue has not been away from the capital for such a long time in several years, and even the last costume drama "Yu Xin" was only in the film and television city for most of the time, and the feeling of long-term business trips may be uncomfortable.

He Qiaoqiao has been worrying about this for the past few days, thinking of hiring a few more assistants to take him there, but Fan Yue refused.

"It's not necessary. At most, the environment is not acclimatized. I'll just go two days in advance to get used to it."

"Why isn't it necessary? Also, when are you going to dismiss that Tian Yuan? I think this little girl is very smart and has a wicked mind, so staying with her is a hidden danger. I don't know how Mr. Xia chose her... "

"Sister." Fan Yue frowned at her and changed the subject directly, "Did Fan Dazheng contact you these days?"

He Qiaoqiao paused for a moment, then shook his head, "No. The money I gave him last time was quite a lot, and it should be enough for him to spend a few months."

"I'll pay you back when I get paid for this movie." He said as he stuffed the folded clothes into the suitcase.

The air ticket was booked tonight, Fan Yue and He Qiaoqiao did not tell Tian Yuan about this matter by default, the matter of changing assistants is already a certainty, and Xia Jincheng contacted him specially yesterday, saying that he would let Tian Yuan stay. In the capital, two assistants will be sent to follow, and the reliability of the assistant arrangement is absolutely guaranteed.

Fan Yue didn't have any doubts about Xia Jincheng, at most he felt that Mr. Xia's first contact with the entertainment industry may not know the circle, which is normal.

He was packing his things here, and He Qiaoqiao took out his mobile phone and took a look at it——

"I'm going... something serious happened!"

"what?"