I earn merit in the entertainment industry

The moment Zhan Haiyang tilted his head, a clear sense of stupidity poured out of his eyes.

Zhou Jingyun was sure that this little idiot was really drunk.

He remembered something, frowned and asked, "Where is your assistant? Is he coming to pick you up?"

In fact, after Deng Zian was promoted to take over Zhang Xianglan's position, he still didn't know who Zhan Haiyang's current assistant was.

As soon as he heard him mention the assistant, Zhan Haiyang's face suddenly looked serious.

He said in a "How come you don't even know this" tone: "My assistant is a girl!"

Zhou Jingyun felt baffled.

What's wrong with girls being assistants?

Girls are attentive and very good at taking care of others. Most of the assistants in the company are girls.

"Xiao Tang asked me to call her when we were about to leave and ask her to pick me up."

Zhou Jingyun nodded, isn't this a good arrangement?

He raised his chin slightly and stared at the drunk little fool.

"Then why haven't you made a call? Why are you following me around?"

Zhan Haiyang answered confidently, "As a grown man, how could I let a girl take me home?"

"I'm not calling her!"

Oh, there is still a bit of machismo.

Zhou Jingyun continued to ask, "Then why are you following me?"

Zhan Haiyang was so drunk that he said, "Boss, don't you live in the same community as me? Can I take your car back?"

You have followed him all the way, and now you want to ask for his opinion?

Seeing as he had just stood up and bravely protected himself from drinking, it didn't matter if he was given a seat in the car.

Zhou Jingyun said, "Call your assistant and tell her to go home and rest."

It seemed that it took Zhan Haiyang a long time to understand the meaning of Zhou Jingyun's words.

The response was slow and serious, and he happily took out his cell phone to make a call.

Zhou Jingyun was afraid that he would fall while walking while looking at his cell phone when he was drunk, so he simply stopped and waited.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Haiyang clicked on the screen for a long time and did not pick up the phone to speak.

Zhou Jingyun came over impatiently and took a look. The drunk little idiot was using the unlocking interface of the phone as a dialing interface, desperately dialing the phone number.

He tried several times, but was repeatedly prompted with "wrong password" messages, and persisted in trying to continue dialing.

"What's going on? Is my phone broken?"

Sure enough, he becomes even more stupid when he is drunk.

Zhou Jingyun had quick eyes and quick hands and snatched the phone away from him before he locked it.

Without raising his eyelids, he asked: "What is the password to unlock the phone?"

Fortunately, Zhan Haiyang was still drunk and could still recite the password.

Although he didn't realize it, the boss asked him what he was doing to unlock the password, but he reported it with complete trust.

Zhou Jingyun didn't expect a drunk man anymore and directly clicked on the recent call history.

I found "Xiao Tang's" phone number and called him.

The neighborhood where the hotel is located is a well-known consumption area for the wealthy in City A.

Xiao Tang left in high spirits, but he only had dinner before he lost interest in shopping.

I was in a coffee shop near the hotel early, playing with my phone and waiting for someone.

When the phone rang, she was quite happy to see that it was Zhan Haiyang calling.

She also spent a day filming outside with Zhan Haiyang today, and she also thought she could go back and rest early.

"Teacher Zhan has just finished eating. Do you want to go back now?"

Unexpectedly, what came from the microphone was a deep male voice that was completely different from Zhan Haiyang's clear voice.

"He will go back in my car. You can go back by yourself."

"Be careful on the road and stay safe."

Xiao Tang looked confused. She only knew one person with such a nice subwoofer.

She took the phone off, looked at the caller ID carefully, and put it back to her ear in a daze.

"Okay, I know."

This is the voice of her big boss, right?

Although we don’t meet often, the voice of the boss who distributes money, feeds and feeds his parents is still so nice that he can’t admit his mistake.

What about the ocean?

Why is the boss holding Haiyang’s mobile phone to make a call?

It turns out that the relationship between Haiyang and Mr. Zhou is so familiar, and she didn't even hear Sister Lan and Sister Zian tell her.

Over there, Xiao Tang put away the phone in a daze and called a car to go home without mentioning it.

Here Zhou Jingyun finished talking on the phone and handed the phone back to Zhan Haiyang.

The little idiot took it with both hands respectfully, as if he had received an imperial edict.

Zhou Jingyun smiled and suddenly found that the way the little fool got drunk was quite cute.

His mood suddenly improved, and he strode forward with his long legs.

"Let's go, keep up with my speed before I give you a ride."

Sure enough, the little fool immediately jumped up to follow him.

The hotel's underground parking lot is connected to the parking lot of a high-end luxury shopping mall next door.

The ground and pillars are painted with brightly colored paint, and equipped with lights as bright as daylight, making it look like most people can't stop.

After walking a few steps, Zhou Jingyun became interested in teasing the children again.

"Did you go to the fire base again this morning?"

Zhan Haiyang nodded obediently, like a primary school student, answering all questions.

"Yes, we're going to make a short charity video."

"Well, you seem to like firefighting?"

"Yeah, I like it!"

The young man arched his eyebrows and looked at his boss as if inviting him.

“The instructor also invited me to participate in their live event next month!”

"I have told Sister Zian that she will help me buy time to participate."

Oh, he is quite enthusiastic about public welfare. No wonder Master Zhang said he has some small success.

Zhou Jingyun couldn't see the way his tail was raised to the sky, and just wanted to see him explode.

"Then what if we can't go?"

Zhan Haiyang raised his eyebrows and stopped, "No, I just want to go."

The smile on Zhou Jingyun's lips became even wider, and just as he was about to say something more irritating, he saw three people quickly flash out of a large car next to him out of the corner of his eye.

He looked over subconsciously, and the expression on his face immediately dropped.

These three people have strange shapes and are all wearing hats and masks.

He is not as lazy and carefree as ordinary people who go out to eat or go shopping. Instead, his waist and shoulders are sunken and his steps are hurried.

Zhou Jingyun's heart rang with alarm bells, his brows furrowed, and he was about to speak.

The three of them had quickly walked up to them.

Zhou Jingyun immediately stretched out his hand to pull Zhan Haiyang, who still looked drunk.

The person who came here actually took out an iron rod from behind, and without saying a word, he hit Zhan Haiyang hard.

Zhou Jingyun's pupils shrank, and Rajan Haiyang ran away.

The criminal who committed the crime was obviously well prepared, his feet were very fast, and he caught up with him immediately.

Zhou Jingyun's heart was beating wildly. When he looked back, he saw one of them running the fastest and was almost shoulder to shoulder with them.

The gangster's eyes met Zhou Jingyun's, remembering the superior's instructions.

Today, no matter what, this artist named Zhan Haiyang must be tortured!

With a panic in his heart, he raised the iron rod in his hand and slammed it down on Zhan Haiyang's shoulder.

Zhou Jingyun didn't know what happened to him, so he reflexively raised his arms to protect Zhan Haiyang's back.

The next second, he even heard the sound of his own bones cracking.

Immediately afterwards, a heartbreaking pain came down his arm.