You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

Qi Yu was almost turned off by her.

Sent someone to cancel the urology appointment, and went to the surgery to bandage the wound.

Just after finishing everything, Zhao Jin, who got the news, arrived belatedly. Without saying a word, he threw a sliding shovel in front of him.

That heart-piercing cry was comparable to that of someone in the police station just now:

"Boss Qi!!!"

And behind him, there was the same worried and anxious person following him.

"You Know How to Love" is the chief director of the program group, Director Zhang.

I saw him holding a large bouquet of lilies in his hand, walking forward in a hurry, with a somewhat tentative and fearful expression on his face:

"Mr. Qi, are you...... in good health?"

He was cautious on the surface, but he was full of anger in his heart.

God damn it, who was the one who suffered a thousand dollars to reveal the exact address and opening time of the theater to fans? !

If it weren't for the large number of fans this time, the program team failed to find out in time, the ancestor would not have left the team.

And now he even went to the police station and went to the hospital? !

The exposure of this incident will have little impact on the reputation of the show. If Young Master Qi makes any mistakes during his show... the consequences will be disastrous!

With such calculations in mind, Director Zhang put down the production team that was still live broadcasting, and followed Zhao Jin to the hospital non-stop.

Even when Zhao Jin was parking the car, she bought a bouquet of the biggest flowers in the flower shop at the door.

But Qi Yu didn't react when he saw his frightened appearance, he just nodded slightly and said:

"It's all right."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Director Zhang to express his condolences, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Jin, who had transformed into a king, and his voice sank:

"You deal with those people."

Zhao Jin had been with him for several years, so she naturally knew what Qi Yue's words meant now, so she nodded slightly, then turned around and left.

The world's pursuit of life is nothing more than money and power.

And money and power have been separated from each other since ancient times.

Those gangsters, at this moment, are probably still dreaming of being able to blackmail a large sum of money by relying on their injuries, but they don't know what kind of Buddha they have offended by their unintentional actions.

After Zhao Jin went out, Director Zhang became more reserved.

"Boss Qi..."

He was just about to open his mouth to explain to Qi Yu the situation of the fans at the entrance of the theater today, when he heard a brisk voice behind him:

"Qi Yu, you really don't have... Director Zhang?!"

Jiang Qiyu canceled the urology appointment, and bought two bottles of water from the vending machine downstairs. As soon as she went upstairs, she saw Zhao Jin hurriedly greeted herself and left.

As soon as I entered the room, I found Director Zhang of the program group sitting in the ward.

"..."

She was still happy at first, but now she felt embarrassed to take a good student to the Internet cafe to skip class, but was caught by the head teacher on the spot.

She waved at Director Zhang resentfully, and decided to change the subject before he taught her a lesson.

Eyes fell on the huge lily bouquet he was still holding in his arms, Jiang Qiyu pointed her finger and said with a smile:

"Director Zhang, are you... planning to sell it?"

"what?"

Director Zhang was thinking about how to explain this mistake of the program team to Qi Yu.

When she was asked suddenly, she didn't think about it at the time, so she laughed dryly and said casually:

"My age...isn't, isn't it suitable?"

"Ah..." Jiang Qiyu nodded, then her eyes widened suddenly:

"what?!!"

As soon as Director Zhang said this, he immediately realized that something was wrong, but before he could change his words, he heard a slightly smiling voice beside him:

"She was talking about flowers, Director Zhang thought it was..."

"Flowers! Of course they are flowers!"

Director Zhang broke out in a cold sweat, hugged his arms tightly and hurriedly looked at the two people who understood instantly:

"I said I'm so old, it's not, it's not appropriate to sell flowers..."

Jiang Qiyu smiled: "Really?"

Director Zhang panicked: "Yes, yes!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and put the lilies in his arms on the table beside him, and said solemnly to the two of them:

"Well, the program team temporarily said that the two of you were unable to attend the concert due to force majeure, so you had to return to the apartment."

With that said, he looked at the bandages on Qi Yu's right hand and left foot, and asked tentatively:

"But in this situation, do we still need to stay in the hospital for observation?"

"Need not."

Qi Yu got off the bed after putting on his shoes, and said to him in a calm tone with a steel-framed appearance:

"Try not to spread the matter today, I will take care of the rest."

-

Jiang Qiyu's injury was healed without a single Band-Aid.

And Qi Yu's scratches were not serious, so the two of them just followed Director Zhang's car back to the Daolian apartment.

They confessed in the morning, the court in the morning, the cemetery in the afternoon, and the police station in the evening.

This was a one-day date that could be called a blast in the entire entertainment industry, and it ended like this.

It was already late when we returned to the apartment, everyone went back to the room to rest, and the lights in the living room on the first floor were turned to the dimmest mode.

The two of them had a full day of experience, and it would be a lie to say that they were not tired.

As soon as they entered the door, they both went straight to the elevator and went all the way to the top floor. After saying goodbye to each other, they entered their rooms neatly.

Jiang Qiyu originally thought that she could fall asleep just by touching the bed, but after washing up, she tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.

She simply took out her phone and clicked on Moments.

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies]: Coming back at night, I saw many takeaway boys on the street still rushing to deliver food, and suddenly I had mixed feelings. Others are still eating at such a late hour. What reason do I have? don't eat?

She didn't eat a single bite of the Chinese-style roasted bird tonight, and her stomach has long been flattened by now.

But this circle of friends was sent out, and after a few minutes, no one cared about it.

She touched her empty stomach, and then clicked on the chat box of someone who must not have slept yet:

[The spear sticks shit and pokes someone to death: I'm not in a good mood right now. 】

This time, not long after, a reply came from the other side.

[Yu: Then stop talking, I'm in a good mood and don't want to be influenced by you. 】

She didn't care about his reply at all, she still talked to herself.

[The spear sticks shit and pokes someone to death: Do you know what to do when you are in a bad mood? 】

[Yu: I don't want to know. 】

[The spear dipped in shit and poked someone to death: If you are in a bad mood, you should eat. 】

[Over:? 】

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes whoever dies: because the heart wants to chew. 】

【Over:......】

[The spear dipped in shit and poked someone to death: so...[Expectation]]

[Yu: Chewing gum? 】

[The spear sticks shit and pokes someone to death: I don't like this sentence. 】

[More: Go downstairs, supper. 】

[The spear dipped in shit pokes whoever dies: Brother!You are my only brother! 】