I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 583 581. Send you away

   In fact, sometimes life is like playing chess.

  Mediocre people take one step at a time, and a wise man takes one step, and his mind may already be three or five steps away.

  To be honest, the matter of Wang Sicong, everything, was just one night.

   Not even sure if it's true or not.

   Unfortunately, it was also on this night that someone had exhausted their brains on this matter, just to pick their friends out of this vortex.

  Whether it is Yang Mi or Xu Xin, they have made enough predictions.

   Anticipate the various situations that may arise, and then based on these situations, find a way out before it is too late.

  The target they are targeting is not those who don’t think it’s a big deal to watch the excitement, not just watching, but also like to throw stones into the ground and sneer at them.

  That kind of person is out of their consideration.

  The couple’s consideration is to let those who have just learned the news, or those who can maintain a neutral and objective attitude... Let them understand that although this incident happened to Wang Sicong, he is also a victim.

   This is enough.

  The media relations that have been cultivated for many years began to exert force at this moment.

   Trust relationship, make a promise.

   In the entertainment industry, I'm not afraid that you owe favors.

   I'm afraid you don't even have the value to owe favors.

  So, after Yang Mi spoke, these familiar media gave face.

   Calling people to get up and stay up late to catch up on the manuscript is one thing, but on the other hand, everyone is also muttering in their hearts.

  Leaving aside how good the friendship of these people is.

  As long as this matter can be handled perfectly...help this Wanda prince save face.

  After that, wouldn't the couple "really walk sideways" in terms of movie theaters?

  tsk...

  I don’t know how many people looked at the rush draft with surprisingly consistent core purpose on the Internet, and murmured in their hearts.

   And the couple didn't care what everyone thought.

   Or what love thinks, then think about it.

  The important thing is to get things done.

   This matter is also the last thing the two of them can contribute.

   How to deal with the rest is out of control.

   And the two of them didn't even send a text message or call Wang Sicong to explain...

   Not necessary.

  Give him some time.

  At this time...the only thing he can rely on is himself.

  …

  So, the next couple started to work on wedding photo shooting.

  Although time is short, Xu Xin, who has things in his heart, can temporarily suppress the feeling of social fear.

  Old Port of Montreal.

  When the arch bridge was at sunset, the setting sun just passed through the arched outline under the arch bridge, and the sunlight hit the couple on the bridge.

  The photographer stands on the rented boat, the lens is facing the light.

  The couple turned into a dim yellow silhouette under the setting sun in the camera.

  There are, but the beauty of women's dresses fluttering all over the city.

  The two hugged and kissed, touching their heads.

  Let the photographer unscrupulously capture their loving silhouette.

  The two were intimately talking about endless love on the arch bridge.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

   "I will always love you until I close my eyes."

   "...That won't work, I have to go first."

   "Bah! You are so beautiful! You go first, leaving me alone as a widow? Think of something good to do!"

   "When the time comes, you can dance square dance with the old man."

   "Thank you, let me go first. Then you can find a few more old ladies..."

"hey-hey…"

   "Hee hee hee~"

  No pose required.

  Under the most natural expression of true feelings at this moment, each piece is a masterpiece handed down representing eternal love.

  The sunset is falling a little bit.

  The light of heaven and earth dimmed little by little.

  Fiery red.

  …

The Earth is round.

  Where there is sunset, there will be sunrise.

  The solar term of the Celestial Dynasty is now autumn, and the sunrise is not as long as in summer.

   But when the sky was getting dark, Wang Sicong still opened his eyes.

   At first, I was awakened by urination.

   After all, Wang Xiaoben fell asleep in his arms crying last night.

  He is a physique who has to go to the toilet before going to bed, but last night his girlfriend hugged him too tightly, so he didn't get away for a while.

   When he came out of the bathroom, he looked out of the window that he forgot to close the curtains last night, dawn broke and the sky was white, and he suddenly didn't want to sleep.

  Actually, he didn't sleep well that night.

  In a trance, it was like returning to the mentality of elementary school students facing the final exam when they were still in elementary school.

  The uneasy heart and the "fear" that hoped that the next day would never come were always lingering in my heart.

  Although he will definitely not admit this anxiety to the outside world.

  Even to my best friend, I will not admit that I am afraid.

  But the actual situation is... After being persuaded by Da Mi and calming down, he really regretted his actions.

  I regret posting that Weibo.

   I also hope that no one will take screenshots and start another round of discussion.

  This matter... just let it go.

  He didn't want to see Wang Xiaoben's tears anymore.

   But after the night passed, after his brain determined that it was a "new day", the curiosity in his heart was also irresistible.

  He wanted to see if the Internet had calmed down.

   It's like a groundhog after the storm subsides, it can't wait to poke its head out of its nest to observe the movement outside.

  So, he thought for a while, turned around silently, opened the door gently and walked out.

  In the corridor on the second floor of the villa, the lights were left on all night.

  The light hits the eyes and is a bit harsh.

  He half-closed his eyes, smacked his uncomfortable mouth because he didn't brush his teeth last night, and walked directly to the room where he kept his computer.

  The computer was not turned off either.

   Just a black screen.

  Sitting in front of the computer, he pressed space, and while waiting for the screen to light up, he unscrewed the thermos.

  The water in the cup is still warm.

   After taking a sip and gargling his mouth, he looked at his Weibo with some discomfort in his eyes, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

   Then suddenly realized something...

  What should I do?

   Weibo has been deleted.

  Go to Tianya to watch?

  The End of the World...Why don't you log in?

  Let this matter be completely forgotten.

  I... check Weibo first.

   "Boom boom boom..."

   After deciding what he was going to do first, his heart suddenly started beating faster.

   That uneasy feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart again.

Then…

  He refreshed the Weibo interface.

  His last Weibo, which was a photo of a night scene posted half a month ago, originally only had more than 300 comments...but this night it suddenly became more than 5,000 comments.

   "..."

  In an instant, when he saw this number, his heart felt as if he had been hit suddenly...

   Sudden twitch!

   Staring at the string of numbers, he subconsciously touched the cigarette case with his left hand.

  With the cigarette case in hand, he released the mouse button with his right hand in a daze, and took out a cigarette from it.

   "Hiss...hoo."

  The smell of cigarettes stabilized his shock-like mood a little.

   After hesitating for a few seconds, he clicked on the comment.

   The first article in the eye, and the one with the most likes and replies:

   "I came from Sohu and didn't pay attention to you at first, but after seeing what happened to you, I can only say: I respect you for being a man. Unfortunately, I met a trash girl."

  There are more than three hundred comments in this comment.

  The second article is:

   "It's rare to meet a rich second generation who doesn't have any bad habits. This incident doesn't have any bad feelings for you. On the contrary, I think you are living a real life. Come on, don't care what others say, I support you."

  Article 3:

   "Why do you keep this kind of woman? Hurry up and divide."

   "The rich second generation are worse than ordinary people. They want to find true love, and it's not easy to find a girl who doesn't go after their money. 【Poor】"

   "Stay strong dude, you're doing nothing wrong with this. Leave those trolls alone."

   One after another, after Wang Sicong glanced at it, although his mood stabilized a bit, doubts began to emerge.

this…

   Did something happen?

   Shouldn’t the main contradiction in this matter be the map gun I opened?

  Why do so many people come to comfort me?

  And Wang Xiaoben...why did he become the garbage they talked about again?

  The burnout and cigarettes in the morning made him far less excited than yesterday, and adding this kind of heartwarming message... At this moment, it directly aroused his doubts.

  At this moment, he even ignored the "oath" just now, and he directly opened the Tianya Forum.

   Didn't even go to the irrigation section, and locked a topic post directly in the hot post list:

  "Wang Ying related--I am not short of money, let me talk about it"

  Browsing volume...10,000,000...940,000?

  Reply: 6432

  ? ? ? ?

  In an instant, Wang Sicong was dumbfounded.

  He clicked in directly.

Then…

  When I saw a photo of my girlfriend kissing someone with a cartoon mosaic covering her face...

  Wang Sicong's hand trembled...the soot fell directly on the CHERRY3494 red-axis mechanical keyboard.

   Then, only the sound of breathing and mouse clicks remained in the entire room.

  A cigarette was burned out, and immediately there was another "click" sound of the lighter being ignited.

   Time passed by every minute and every second.

   On the morning of September 28, the sun broke through the clouds and hit the window behind him.

  And on the browser in front of him, in addition to Weibo, Tianya, there are also tabs for Sohu, Sina, NetEase and other websites.

   The tab column is densely packed with at least thirty or forty.

  What about Wang Sicong?

  Looks dull.

   Deep sunken eye sockets.

  The light from the computer screen illuminated his unwashed face that night, and the oil stains on the T-zone appeared colorful.

   At first glance, it looks like staying up all night in an Internet cafe.

  He just sat there blankly...

  The last webpage the browser stayed on was the screenshot of the forum claiming to be Wang Ying's ex-boyfriend of University that was rushed to public relations last night.

  Until Guo Ping and the nanny downstairs woke up at the same time.

  According to the habit, Guo Ping came up to see if Wang Sicong had woken up, and then asked about today's arrangements.

  Seeing that the bedroom is tightly closed, she is used to it.

  Under normal circumstances, Brother Cong's most normal schedule is to wake up after nine o'clock in the morning.

  She can take this time to help Auntie clean Brother Cong's computer room.

  Since the last time my aunt accidentally broke a network cable while cleaning, this task has fallen to her.

   And Guo Ping smelled the smoke in the corridor after going upstairs, and wondered how much brother Cong smoked yesterday... The smell has not dissipated yet.

  Just when she was about to quickly open the windows to let out the smell... She looked at Wang Sicong, who was sitting blankly in front of the computer, and was momentarily stunned.

   "...Brother Cong?"

   "..."

  Hearing this voice, Wang Sicong finally came to his senses.

  He felt that his neck was numb, and when his dull eyes saw Guo Ping...

  A smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.

   Full of self-deprecation:

   "Morning...Apple."

   "Are you... all right?"

  Guo Ping looked at him in a wrong state.

   hurried in.

   But in just a few steps, Wang Sicong directly closed the webpage.

   Then he glanced at the time on the computer.

  7:42.

   It's almost time for Wang Xiaoben to wake up.

  The moment he realized this, he instinctively left his seat and stood up.

  But just about to take a step...

  Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

"apple."

"…ah?"

   "I'm going back to the Peninsula Hotel. You...don't follow, just stay here. Then wait a while...she wakes up...you go and clean my room. Collect everything that should be collected..."

   Speaking of this, he paused and said:

   "For example, watches and so on, put them in the safe."

"good."

   Guo Ping, who didn't know what happened, subconsciously nodded in agreement, and then asked:

   "Then when will I see you?"

   "...don't look for me for now. You're right here... just wait for my news. Clean up my room."

"OK."

   "Well, my mobile phone was turned off immediately. If someone came to me, you would say that you didn't know where I was... Except for a few of them, everyone else would tell me that they didn't know."

"good."

  Keeping all Wang Sicong's instructions in mind, Guo Ping nodded.

   Then... Wang Sicong left.

  Wearing a pair of sports slippers and a black sportswear, he went straight out the door.

   After watching Brother Cong leave in the computer room on the second floor, Guo Ping frowned.

   His eyes fell on the computer.

  She clearly saw brother Cong close the webpage just now.

   And thinking of his previous oily face but dull eyes, either he stayed up all night playing computer games, or he didn't sleep well last night...

  Adding the smell of smoke floating in the corridor...

  She reckoned that Brother Cong had to sit in front of the computer for at least an hour.

   More than an hour... Why did Brother Cong give such a strange order?

  The phone is turned off and I don’t want anyone to look for me, and I specifically told myself to put all the valuables in the safe...

   Who is this defending against?

   Nanny aunt?

   Not so.

Own? ...not to mention.

  Only I know the password of Brother Cong's safe... To put it bluntly, even Uncle Wang doesn't know it.

   On the one hand, it reflects Brother Cong's trust in him, and on the other hand, it is also because Brother Cong has too many account passwords, and he can't remember them himself.

  But no matter what, she did know the password of the safe.

  So it is definitely not self-defense.

That…

  Brother Cong...

   "!"

  The moment Guo Ping realized that he might be defending Wang Ying, Guo Ping got in touch with the rhythm of human flesh Wang Ying on the Ya forum in the past two days.

   "..."

  Her gaze once again fell on the computer that was still open.

   Deliberately check the browsing history.

   But finally gave up.

   This is not what an assistant should do.

   Crossed the line.

  So, her reaction was more direct. After pushing open the window of the computer room to let the smell out, she went downstairs quickly, took out the laptop from her bedroom, walked all the way to the second floor, and sat in front of Wang Sicong's computer.

   While climbing the stairs, the computer is turned on.

  47 seconds.

   Defeated 81% of users nationwide.

  She opened the webpage directly.

  The portal of the web page is the Netease entertainment section.

  As an assistant, she has to learn about the trends in the entertainment industry every day.

   This is something that everyone is required to do when Tingting is training.

  Although Netease Entertainment is notoriously biased, it is true that the news from this website is also the fastest and most timely.

  As soon as she opened the webpage, she saw a piece of news:

   "A detailed account of Wang Sicong's current girlfriend, Wang Ying, a well-known second-generation rich man in China, who has a bad past"

   "..."

  Guo Ping's eyes were fixed.

  …

  A little past 8:30.

  Guo Ping heard the opening of the master bedroom door.

   "Da Congcong?"

  Obviously, Wang Ying didn't find Wang Sicong after waking up, so she came out to look for it.

  Guo Ping directly closed the webpage, closed the computer, got up and walked out.

  Wang Ying heard the movement and thought that Wang Sicong was here, and the two happened to meet:

   "Big...ah, Apple."

   "Good morning, Miss Ying"

  Guo Ping looked as usual:

   "Brother Cong went out early in the morning, but he didn't say where he was going."

"…ah?"

  Wang Ying was taken aback.

   And Guo Ping said:

   "Sister Ying, the aunt downstairs has already prepared a meal, you go and eat first. I'm going to start tidying up the room."

   "Uh...okay. Didn't he say where?"

"without."

  Guo Ping shook her head, then pointed to the master bedroom:

   "Then I'm going in."

"…OK."

   Wang Xiaoben, who is "well-behaved and kind-hearted" on weekdays, still maintains his habits:

   "Thank you, Apple."

"It's fine."

   "Well, the clothes don't need to be washed there, I can do it."

"OK."

  Guo Ping nodded and walked directly into the master bedroom.

  Look around.

  She went straight into the bathroom.

   Pulled out a pair of rubber disposable gloves from the drawer under the vanity table, and put them on his hands.

   She didn't care before.

   But now to pack her clothes...

  She thinks dirty.

   According to the tacit understanding of living together with Wang Sicong for two years, Guo Ping is very familiar with Brother Cong's usual habit of putting things away.

   In less than twenty minutes, a piece of Richard Mille and a piece of blue balloon appeared on the table of the recliner. A piece of silver jewelry from Takahashi Goro, and a few cards of various restaurants or clubs.

  Everything was cleaned up.

  Carrying the tray of these valuables, she went straight to the cloakroom and found the safe inside.

  The safe does not require fingerprints, she opened it immediately after entering the password.

  Guo Ping ignored the things inside and put all the trays on the tray. Just as she was about to close the door, Wang Ying's voice sounded:

   "Apple... what are you doing?"

  Guo Ping turned her head, glanced at her, and closed the door of the safe as if nothing had happened.

  After hearing the sound of "sizzling" locking, he pulled the safe again, and after confirming that it was locked, he shook his head directly.

"fine."

   But Wang Ying didn't know why, so she said:

   "...are you stealing?"

   "..."

  Guo Ping didn't say anything.

  Wang Ying's height is 171, and her height is actually not bad.

  170.

   It's just that her usual professionalism makes her look less powerful.

  But after hearing these words at this moment, her eyes turned into long and narrow fox-like eyes.

  Head-up.

   For the first time, he gave Wang Ying a straight look, and then walked away without saying a word.

   After leaving the master bedroom, she sat on the recliner near the balcony of the master bedroom, bowed her head and started sending messages to Wang Sicong.

   "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

  Wang Ying was a little confused by the other party's sudden change of attitude.

  But after getting enlightened, there was a feeling of unhappiness.

  Especially seeing her sitting in his favorite seat.

   "You steal...I'm going to call the police!"

   "Brother Cong, I found two watches in the room..."

  She started making a list of what she found.

  Wang Ying was ignored at all.

  As an assistant, after understanding what happened, she already understood Brother Cong's attitude in asking her to clean up the house.

  And for this kind of woman... She naturally won't give a good face.

   "Apple! What's your attitude!? You entered my room and opened the safe! What are you doing!? Are you saying that I really called the police!"

   "You do whatever you want."

   After sending the message, Guo Ping, who was completely different from before, said flatly.

   "...?"

  Wang Ying was taken aback.

   It’s the same as if you didn’t hear clearly:

"What did you say?"

   "I said, you can do whatever you want."

  Guo Ping repeated her own words:

   "However, before that, Ms. Wang Ying, I think you should go online first. See what's happening online."

"Ding."

   After finishing speaking, Guo Ping glanced at the phone under Wang Ying's frowning.

  Wang Sicong's reply:

"okay, I get it."

   Seeing this, Guo Ping immediately replied:

   "Then sister Wang Ying..."

   "Let's take her back to the house she rented first. I've shut down the phone. If there's anything wrong, leave me a message on QQ."

"OK."

   Putting down the phone, she raised her head and looked at Wang Ying:

   "Brother Cong said to take you back to the house you rented. I'll pack your things for you. Let's go."

   "!"

  Wang Ying trembled, and her face suddenly turned pale.

   Tell me, I received a notice today that some of the previous chapters will be rectified immediately. Either the story line is changed, or the content of some chapters needs to be revised. So after writing this plot, it may not be updated tomorrow, please understand.

   There are a lot of changes... It may take a few days, I try to be as stable as possible, and I will tell you in advance if I ask for leave.

  (end of this chapter)