ex-husband please go away

Fu Liangchuan didn't go home that night, and spent the night in the office lounge, but he troubled the little secretary to go home and find a suit.

"Why, are you going to wear a suit today?" Yang Yi, who was waiting for the battle, pushed open the door of his office without hesitation, ignored Song Wanwan, who was rolling his eyes, and walked up to Fu Liangchuan, looking at him in a formal suit, he was quite displeased. Shaking his head approvingly.

"What? Is there a problem?"

He has always dealt with the media in such a dress, why is this person talking so much today.

"Forgot what I said to you yesterday, right?" Yang Yi pointed to the hair he was about to comb: "A suit is fine, after all, it's a formal occasion, but hair can be casual, at least to rub against yesterday's hair." Is it hot?"

"Then..." The stylist was confused, he was arrested urgently today, and he trembled nervously when he learned that he was going to do the styling for the president, and Fu Liangchuan's own ideas were too firm, there was no room for him to develop.

"Listen to me, don't make him look so old. He's only thirty, so he has to dress up like an old man over fifty." Yang Yi complained. Feeling that this person might not be in a good mood today, Fu Liangchuan also took a look at him, thinking that he did take a chance yesterday to do Yang Xuan a favor, after all, he should be bought, so let's put up with him for now.

"Listen to him." Waving to the stylist behind him, Fu Liangchuan simply closed his eyes and let her play with her. The stylist who got the autonomy was overjoyed. He glanced at Yang Yi, and after being encouraged, he was eager to move Picking up the scissors in his hand, he said to Fu Liangchuan, "Then President, let me trim your hair for you first?"

"……casual."

It was like getting a long-coveted doll. The stylist was so happy that he almost spun and jumped in place, because he was in a good mood and his work efficiency was much higher. It didn't take long for Fu Liangchuan's overall styling to be over.

Fu Liangchuan, who had almost fallen asleep, opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror. There seemed to be no change. Then he turned his head, er, his hair was a little shorter, but not too much. People are several years younger.

Although the overall shape makes him a lot tenderer, he doesn't look fragile. On the contrary, because his face is relatively sharp, the stylist didn't deliberately dress him up as the popular flowery boy type. The sexiness of a mature man forms a strange attraction as a whole.

"Wow, my God..." The little secretary couldn't help exclaiming, her eyes were full of surprise.

Even Yang Yi nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed with regret: "Are you interested in making two movies?"

"No." Fu Liangchuan replied coldly, directly extinguishing the expectations of the women present.

Yang Yi curled his lips, of course he knew that Fu Liangchuan would not agree, he was just a little pity, this face is absolutely invincible on the big screen, it's a pity, a pity!

"It's getting late, hurry up." Fu Liangchuan stood up, straightened his clothes, and then walked towards the door. Song Wanwan sent him the public relations draft that was rushed out overnight, and told him the locations of today's key media in a concise manner. He then rushed to Yang Yi in disgust and carried out the steps of notification.

Yang Yi wished to stay away from this woman, so he reluctantly followed Fu Liangchuan's footsteps, got in the car and rushed to the venue.

This venue was exactly where Yu Bingqing held the press conference. When Fu Liangchuan arrived at the venue, he turned his head and glared at the person in charge. His cool eyes made the trembling person in charge shiver. Slow down.

Not only the various entertainment media in Lincheng, but even the authoritative official media came to the venue today. After all, Tong Qiu's drug use time was involved, and it still attracted the attention of the authorities.

In addition, there are so-called fans, including Yang Yi's and... Fu Liangchuan's.

Fu Liangchuan's face turned dark when he heard the fans' strange cheers. If he hadn't been in front of the media, he would have wanted to beat Yang Yi up on the spot.

Seeing the look in Fu Liangchuan's eyes, he felt that he was really wronged to the point of explosion. Yesterday he asked himself to go out to pick him up. No one expected the situation to develop to this point. Or, to put it bluntly, it was him. Is it self-inflicted?
"Look at what I'm doing!" He stared back without fear, and the two of them exchanged glances under the reporter's camera, which was a big show.

After a burst of noisy voices in the venue, the host first introduced the two people, and then asked the reporters to ask questions in an orderly manner.

In order to make face for the officials, the first reporter Fu Liangchuan invited was the most authoritative media in Lincheng—Lincheng today. He opened his mouth without mercy: "As an artist under JR, Tong Qiu was still a minor when he debuted. Now Tong Qiu is about to be prosecuted for harboring drugs. May I ask JR, who is a brokerage company, what is his attitude towards the Tong Qiu incident?"

This question is very serious, and the atmosphere at the scene dropped to a freezing point in an instant. Fu Liangchuan slowly picked up the microphone, cleared his throat, and answered calmly: "Jr has some unshirkable responsibilities in this matter. When Tong Qiu joined JR as a trainee I am only 17 years old. Although I started to use drugs at the age of 21, I am already a person with full criminal responsibility, but there are also reasons for our company's management dereliction of duty. As a senior executive, I must first make a statement. Over the years, the expectations of the society, What we have done is far from enough, and we hope that the society will continue to supervise in the future.”

Although Fu Liangchuan's words seem to take all the responsibility on himself, everyone can understand: you, Tong Qiu, are already 21 years old, and you have to bear the responsibility for your own mistakes.

Yang Yi applauded him in his heart. Fu Liangchuan's move made him admire him so much. Looking at it this way, this man's acting skills are quite good. When that day came, the desire to pull him into acting in a play suddenly became stronger. .

"Thank you for your answer." The lady who asked the question was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and sat down.

The next few questions were also about Tong Qiu, and some people mentioned Qiao Yiyi without accident, and then pointedly accused jr's artists of having problems.

Fu Liangchuan fixedly looked at the logo of this media outlet, and replied forcefully, "This reporter friend, do you still remember why Qiao Yiyi was arrested?"

"Uh..." The reporter was taken aback suddenly, his face turned pale, and his random accusations made him forget the most important and basic things. As a media person, his conscience must have been pushed away by his greedy heart.

"Here, I will reply to friends who still want to ask related questions. Qiao Yiyi was arrested because of intentional harm, and the person who intentionally harmed was my child. So please clarify, the Qiao Yiyi incident and the Tong Qiu incident. , are two different things at all.”

After hearing this, the fans at the end suddenly burst into a strange wail, why did he have a child, why don't you think daddy is cute, etc...

"Hahaha..." Yang Yi couldn't help laughing out loud, and after receiving a cold look from Fu Liangchuan, he quickly zipped up and looked at the media in the front row with a straight expression.

"What I want to ask is about the actor Yang Yiyang. May I ask if you plan to come back this time when you return to China?"

Finally it was Yang Yi, who raised his eyebrows at Fu Liangchuan, and answered according to his most sincere thoughts: "I don't have such a plan at the moment, I am currently serving as JR's artist director, and I plan to shine for the company, but when that day we The president has entered the film and television industry, and I might consider acting for him."

"What does this mean? It means Mr. Fu may..."

"No." The reporter spoke incoherently in excitement, but before he finished speaking, Fu Liangchuan mercilessly interrupted him. He froze in embarrassment, not knowing what to say for a while.

"After all, he's the president. I might be interested in retiring behind the scenes one day." Someone from the bottom began to find a way for the reporter to step down. Fu Liangchuan was punched by Yang Yi, and only then did he realize that he was going too far.

"This issue is not in my consideration for the time being. Thank you for your concern, and for your... love." Fu Liangchuan said awkwardly, no matter who could see that he had indeed tried his best to soften his attitude.

The reporter smiled gently, and gave him a step up: "Mr. Fu entered the film and television industry, where is there a place for other people to survive? All the artists under his banner are unemployed, and Mr. Fu will have no money to make."

"...What does it mean to be unemployed? Isn't there still me?" Yang Yi answered with a smile, gave the little reporter a light look, and ended the topic completely.

The next few questions were easy to deal with. Fu Liangchuan and the two of them were you and me. The questions about the Tong Qiu incident were answered by Fu Liangchuan, while the others were assigned to Yang Yi.

The two-hour time was abruptly extended to three hours. At the end, some people wanted to ask questions, and Fu Liangchuan finally answered them in a good-tempered manner.

"Okay, I've worked hard today, my friends." Finally, Yang Yi got up and made a summary. Fu Liangchuan, who was thirsty, took a sip of water, raised his neck and gurgled, and his sexy Adam's apple also rolled, and then attracted There was a new round of screaming from the fans, Fu Liangchuan was confused at first, but then seeing Yang Yixiao's unusually cunning expression, his face darkened a lot.

"Forget it, you can't even stand the cheers. If you have more fans in the future, you will probably go crazy. I'd better take back my advice to you to act." Yang Yi said as he opened the passenger door and sat down. down.

"I never agreed." Fu Liangchuan glared at him, then asked, "What are you doing here?"