I earn merit in the entertainment industry

When Zhan Haiyang was in the fire brigade in his previous life, he would occasionally drink with his comrades during his vacation.

Whether it's red, white, or beer, it's not intoxicating.

After being drunk by him for several rounds, his comrades who had to admit defeat in the end all praised him for his good name - Haiyangyang, who drank a lot.

Zhan Haiyang drank three glasses of wine in one go, then raised the empty glass in his hand and looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

It means waiting for the other person to drink it all in one gulp.

This time, it was Zeng Jinchao's turn to hold the wine glass, stiffening his neck and not wanting to drink anymore.

He had just been exposed by Zhou Jingyun in a few words about the scandal he had committed many years ago, and now he was being "toasted" provocatively by an 18th-tier young artist.

He just felt that the wine glass in his hand was not filled with wine, but poison that could penetrate the intestines and cause stomachache if he drank it.

But many people were already looking at him with searching eyes. There were a lot of people at the table, maybe someone had figured out the reason.

No, he couldn't expose his feud with Zhou Jingyun in front of everyone.

Without Zhou Jingyun's relationship, he would not be able to enter many circles.

Zeng Jinchao raised his neck with a burning face and poured the wine into his mouth.

The sour and astringent liquid slid down the esophagus along the tongue and burned all the way into the stomach.

Fortunately, at this time, Guo Wenxing had already begun to introduce Zhou Jingyun's little artist to everyone, and everyone's attention also shifted.

"Ocean, it turns out you are so secretive."

Guo Wenxing walked up to Zhan Haiyang with a smile and asked the exclusive waiter in the private room to add bowls and chopsticks.

"Come on, come on, don't save me the wine, sit down and drink."

Guo Wenxing directed the waiter to place the bowls and chopsticks next to Zhou Jingyun, and asked Zhan Haiyang to sit next to Zhou Jingyun and Lin Rong.

It wasn't until Zhan Haiyang sat down that he had time to say hello to Lin Rong, who had been sitting quietly and silently.

"Little junior sister, why didn't I see you just now?"

After the last Lin family dinner, the father and brother in the family told Lin Rong that they would treat Zhan Haiyang as a distinguished guest in the family from now on.

So the guests in the box were surprised to see Lin Rong, who had been eating alone since the banquet started, but now greeted Zhan Haiyang politely.

"Fifth Senior Brother, my brother heard that I might see you tonight and asked me to tell you."

"When you are free, you can always go to Shengyu to have tea with him."

At the last Lin family dinner, Lin Yuncheng got angry because of his sister and fired an employee of Shengyu who had served for many years.

The fact that Lin Rong was the apple of the eye of the Lin family gradually spread quietly among the higher-ups in the circle.

As the daughter of the Lin family, having a cold temper is not a problem at all.

In everyone's opinion, it is incredible that she takes the initiative to greet an unknown 18th-tier artist with such a low profile.

Moreover, judging from the meaning in her words, even Lin Yuncheng seemed to be very polite to Zhan Haiyang?

Zeng Jinchao, who had just drank a glass of unknown red wine, felt his stomach burning even more uncomfortable when he saw this scene.

What is the origin of the artist Zhou Jingyun is protecting?

Zhan Haiyang has always been very slow to look at others.

He tilted his head and whispered to Lin Rong in secret.

"Is your grandpa feeling better? Did your mother's surgery go well?"

A few days ago, he saw Lin Rong posting a photo of the operating room on WeChat Moments, saying that he was waiting for his mother to undergo surgery.

"Grandpa was discharged from the hospital, and my mother underwent pathological analysis and determined that it was carcinoma in situ."

She seemed to be afraid that Zhan Haiyang wouldn't understand, so she specifically added:

"It's just that cancer cells generally don't metastasize. If you take good care of her, my mother will soon be able to return to a state similar to that of a normal person."

"That's good!" Zhan Haiyang nodded, "Good health is the most important thing."

Zhou Jingyun glanced at the two little ones beside him, their heads almost touching each other.

He reached out to the table in front of Zhan Haiyang and tapped lightly.

"Don't just talk, let's eat some food first."

Guo Wenxing grinned as he watched the interesting interaction between the three of them.

He enthusiastically began to introduce Zhan Haiyang to several producers at the same table, "Hai Yang under Mr. Zhou is very good and is growing very fast."

"Now I am studying acting with Teacher Xie Xiangyu and Xie, and my future is limitless."

"Everyone has the right resources at hand, but don't forget about him."

Looking at his proud look as if he was selling melons, people who didn't know about it would probably think that he was Zhan Haiyang's boss.

The people at the table were already shocked by Lin Rong's attitude towards Zhan Haiyang.

Now seeing how vigorously Guo Wenxing is praising him, even if he couldn't figure out what the background of this artist from Liyu was, he still responded.

Zhan Haiyang may have gradually tempered himself, and he dealt with them one by one very steadily.

On the other hand, Zhou Jingyun was made a fuss by Zeng Jinchao just now, but he still couldn't get any energy out of it.

I just smiled lightly and saw that no one answered me. At around eight o'clock, I made an excuse and stood up to leave.

Guo Wenxing saw that he was not very interested and did not try to persuade him to stay.

I just silently put the account on Zeng Jinchao in my heart, thinking that I would never have any interaction with this person in the future.

Zhou Jingyun walked out of the box, turned around and glared at the little idiot who was following him.

"What are you following me for?"

Zhan Haiyang smiled and said matter-of-factly, "My boss has left, why should I stay there?"

Zhou Jingyun didn't know that the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Even if this little idiot has a conscience, it's not in vain that he almost broke up with someone just because of him.

He hummed softly, said nothing more, and continued on his way.

In the past two days, my stomach has felt better than before, and I no longer have the pain that makes me break out in cold sweats from time to time.

But he ate a few bites of slightly cold food in the evening and felt a little bloated and painful. He might as well take a walk through the long corridor of the hotel.

The two of them entered the elevator in silence, one behind the other.

Seeing the elevator car almost descending to the negative floor, Zhou Jingyun suddenly realized something.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure reflected on the smooth mirror-like inner wall of the elevator.

The young man squinted his eyes slightly and was staring at the electronic advertising screen in the elevator seriously.

The advertisement is scrolling, a home infrared health device that has been advertised all over the streets recently.

The female voice in the advertisement is shouting passionately: "Send it to the elders, to the customers, to keep you warm all winter!"

It’s just such a so-called advertisement.

But the expression on the little fool's face was as serious as if he was being screened in front of the most strict director.

Zhou Jingyun recalled the way the little idiot was in the box just now, answering all questions, and a smile suddenly appeared in his heart.

I drank so boldly and domineeringly at the wine table just now, and my feelings are like three glasses of wine!

At this moment, Zhan Haiyang saw Zhou Jingyun's gaze from the corner of his eye and tilted his head to look back.

"Boss, what's wrong?"