Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

After seeing the woman's face, he still sighed and sat down.

"What's wrong, it's not appropriate?" the man asked.

The long-haired man shook his head. It wasn't inappropriate, it was too appropriate: "You didn't recognize it? That's Cheng Youran. She has been out of the circle for several years."

The man took a sip of wine regretfully: "That's a shame."

If Cheng Youran did not retreat, taking this role would be enough to keep her name in the history of Chinese film, because the director of this film is Meng Lang.

-Meng Lang, known as the first person in Chinese movies.

Cheng Youran didn't know anything about it. She carried a thick stack of barbecue boxes to the car, the door was slightly hidden, and she went in sideways.

"give!"

Cheng Youran lifted the dripping bag into the air and prepared to hand it to Lu Zixiao.

Lu Zixiao just raised his eyelids and didn't mean to take it.

"Lu Zixiao, you—"

It's too much.

Before Cheng Youran could say anything, Lu Zixiao stared at her coldly, and she swallowed it back consciously.

Lu Zixiao frowned. He used to call him his husband or Zixiao, but he didn't even arrive at this day, so he dared to call his name directly.

"What do you call me?" He has been in a high position for a long time, and the simple words are quite majestic in his mouth.

Cheng Youran immediately changed her words: "I was wrong, Brother Lu!"

Lu Zixiao retracted his eyes with satisfaction and continued to work.

Cheng Youran could only sigh, and leaned against the window with the bag all the way. Oh, why did she lean against the window, because Lu Zixiao disliked her and smelled of barbecue. Listen, is this still human?

The barbecue restaurant is not far from the Lu's house, and it took only half an hour to arrive by car.

As the heir to one of the top wealthy Lu family, Lu Zixiao does not have a fixed residence and has real estate all over the world.

This villa in Donghai City can even be said to be the most inconspicuous. After all, in the first ring of Donghai City, a villa covering an area of ​​1,000 square meters cannot be bought with money.

Cheng Youran watched the car slowly drive into the open iron gate, and as soon as he entered the door, there was a vast lawn, and a bluish-grey villa appeared among the layers of birch trees.

Entering the villa, Cheng Youran put the barbecue box on the dining table and rubbed his sore wrist.

She lay down on the sofa and finally could play with her mobile phone!

She first opened Weibo, and was shocked when she opened it. The private mailbox was full. She clicked on a few, all of which were personal attacks on her, which should not be enough.

The original owner has been out of the circle for a few years. Although he used to have a bad reputation, all kinds of tricks became popular, his acting skills polluted the audience, but in the past two years, apart from complaining about her wealthy women's posts, Weibo has been basically quiet.

[Society My Rabbit Lord] Relying on her husband being Lu Zixiao, can he threaten newcomers? Like who didn’t know how she married into the Lu family with a big belly and shamelessly, she deserves to have a miscarriage.

She couldn't understand the private messages, so she simply turned off the private messages and clicked on the hot search. As expected, a topic about her was ranked third in the hot search.

-Cheng Youran is suspected of threatening the newcomer.

[Su Ruan] Mrs. Lu, I know that I made a little omission in the comeback interview that you valued, but I really like this job on the TV station, please forgive me a lot, my lord @程幽然

The comments below are filled with indignation, and I can't wait to tie her up and send her to Su Ruan to plead with Jing.

[Curry Chicken] I don’t know how to threaten the newcomer in private, catch a little mistake, just think about it and get sick

[Lemon] I know Su Ruan, a very practical and hardworking female anchor. Not long after she came to Donghai City, she used the subway to go to work. There is no backstage funder. I guess Mrs. Lu is unscrupulous, right?

[Grumpy society brother] Tumor Cheng Youran troubled to get out of the entertainment circle, ok? @程幽然

Cheng Youran's good mood suddenly disappeared. If she wanted to threaten Su Ruan, would Su Ruan still have a chance to post on Weibo at this time?

[Your wife's mood value has been reduced to 50! 】

Lu Zixiao sat at the dining table, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and cast a look at Cheng Youran: "What's the matter?"

Cheng Youran considered whether to speak.

"It has something to do with that woman today?"

Cheng Youran looked at him in shock: "How do you know?"

Lu Zixiao raised his eyebrows and guessed by looking at her expression. He had seen many such people in the mall, and because he had seen so many people, he didn't bother to care about it.

-The premise is not to touch his people.

Although he didn't like Cheng Youran, Cheng Youran was still his Lu Zixiao's wife in name, and he really didn't pay attention to a small anchor.

"She posted a Weibo so that my lord could forgive her a lot." Cheng Youran sighed, with a trace of grievances that she hadn't noticed. "Now all over the Internet is scolding me for persecuting newcomers and getting me out of the entertainment circle. "

"What are you going to do?"

He could directly solve this problem, but then Cheng Youran would only be a canary—a canary he kept in a cage, not a shining shadow queen.

Lu Zixiao poured himself a glass of whiskey, and walked to Cheng Youran with a goblet, looking at Cheng Youran lying on the sofa. The red dress outlines her thrilling figure. Lu Zixiao pursed her lips and moved away calmly. He leaned against the sofa.

Cheng Youran thought for a while: "Tweeting to affirm that this was a misunderstanding, and then buying the navy to forward it like crazy."

—This is a consistent routine of public relations in the entertainment industry.

She sat upright and glanced at Lu Zixiao. He raised his eyebrows, his face showed disapproval, and she couldn't help asking, "If it were you, what would you do?"

Lu Zixiao has been studying abroad. After returning to China, he took over the Lu Group. He knew nothing about the domestic entertainment industry. Well, he might be more familiar with the stock prices of entertainment companies.

Lu Zixiao smiled faintly: "Cheng Youran, are you provoking me?"

Yes, that's right!

Cheng Youran shook his head quickly.

His hand shook the ice cube in the cup, and made a nice clicking sound: "If I were you, immediately check her and that Mr. Liu has something to do with him. A man his age has a good chance. Family."

The little light bulb in Cheng Youran's head lit up with a ding-dong, "I'll contact the private investigator."

"Just talk to Gao Qiao."

Lu Zixiao put the cup on the coffee table and walked upstairs with his hands in his arms.

Cheng Youran watched him upstairs. After organizing the language, he dialed Gao Qiao's phone and said politely: "Secretary Gao, can you help me investigate someone..."

"Madam, please give me one night." Gao Qiao's serious voice came from the other end of the phone, inexplicably reassuring.

"Thank you, Secretary Gao."

Cheng Youran hung up the phone.

Gao Qiao was born in the Gao family known as the secretarial family. He received strict training from an early age. He became Lu Zixiao's secretary at a young age, which is inseparable from his excellent work ability.

In the original book, he was willing to commit Lu Zixiao's crime and spent twenty years in prison.

Pity.

Cheng Youran sighed lowly.

She went upstairs, ready to go to bed, and opened the door of the room. She was immediately stunned. Her face was flushed, and she asked quickly: "Why are you here?"

Lu Zixiao had just finished taking a shower. He was wearing silver-gray silk pajamas loosely, reading a book on the bed with a slanted pillow, a few drops of water slipped from his black hair down his Adam's apple to the tall, wheat-colored chest, and the abdominal muscles below were looming.

"Why can't I be here?"

He put down the "History of the Southern Ming Dynasty" in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and narrowed his narrow eyes: "I can't sleep in my own room, what kind of truth do you tell me?"

There seems to be no problem.

Cheng Youran nodded, and immediately turned to go to the guest room.

"return."

The blue veins on Lu Zixiao's temple jumped: "Now sleeping in a room with me makes you unbearable?"

Cheng Youran stopped desperately and looked back at Lu Zixiao tentatively.

Lu Zixiao closed the book and sneered: "Don't worry, I have no interest in you."

Then you want me to come back.

Cheng Youran muttered silently. She slowly turned around and entered the room. After washing, she changed into cotton pajamas, lay down on the far right side of the bed, and started playing games far away from Lu Zixiao.

The game she played was called "Nationwide Cultivation". Although the interface is backward and the art is poor, it is a very typical domestic skin-changing game, but I don't know why, but I can't stop playing it.

Within a short period of time, Cheng Youran had already filled in with a small one hundred thousand, from a level 0 rookie to a level 80 boss, she rose to prominence on the wind (krypton) cloud (gold) list, and received dozens of applications from friends. A little bit of agreement.

When she reached the last one, she smiled because the player's nickname was Yan Junze.

—The same name as the actor.

She guessed it was Yan Junze’s fan. He made his debut at the age of fourteen and won the Cannes actor in the same year. His fan girl.

...

At night, Ark Studio.

A young man with round bottle cap eyes and messy hair called the people in the studio to the meeting room: "The competition in the mobile game market has heated up, and "Nationwide Cultivation of Immortals" has also passed its peak period, with less than three daily activities. thousand."

"Two months ago, I took the plan to go to the game fair. The investors I asked tactfully said that I would give up this game. I said no. This is the studio's first game and I will continue to operate it. "

Speaking of this, he smiled miserably: "But for nearly a month, the cash flow has been negative, and he has owed more than 30,000 yuan to the bank. It's time to say goodbye to everyone."

The few sitting people looked unwilling and heavy. The game has formed a reputation in the small circle. As long as they can get financing, even if it is 50,000, they have the confidence to continue the game.

The man didn’t speak any more, he sat down quietly, but everyone present knew that he was the saddest person. At the beginning, he was the only one in the studio. He designed the copywriting bit by bit. People programming.

-The game is his painstaking effort.

At this moment, a short-haired girl hurriedly pushed open the door of the meeting room: "Cousin, a player has recharged!"

Xiong Chen looked up: "Is there a problem with the recharge system?"

"No, no problem."

The girl stammered.

Xiong Chen looked at her and smiled helplessly. His cousin is always reckless when doing things: "Just fill it up."

He suddenly remembered, and hurriedly said: "The service suspension announcement is about to be hung up tonight. You should return it to others."

In order to ensure the balance of the game, "National Cultivation" requires 100 yuan to upgrade to level 1, 1,000 yuan to upgrade to level 5, and 10,000 yuan to upgrade to level 10.

He never thought about making money from krypton gold, so the threshold of krypton gold has become higher one after another. It turns out that the average player can buy low-level materials and equipment at most in his early 100s.

But a hundred yuan is also money, and he doesn't want to make a loss of money.

"Don't stop serving."

The girl shook her head excitedly.

"I don't want to stop serving either." Xiong Chen stood up, walked to his cousin, and patted her on the shoulder, "But unless an investor is willing to invest money, he won't even have money to rent a server."

"But that player charged almost 100,000!"

The girl's heart is still beating now. When she saw this number, she thought there was a problem with the recharge system, and she called to ask.

"Ten yuan..."

Xiong Chen was about to smile, and suddenly reacted, his lips were dry, and he kept shaking: "What did you say, ten yuan or one hundred thousand?"

Xiong Chen was not the only one who was excited, everyone present stood up, holding their breath and waiting for the girl's answer. For a while, the conference room was so quiet that even a needle could be heard.

"One hundred thousand."

The short-haired heroine repeated: "Called, the player also asked if the level is only 99, I said yes, she expressed regret."

Xiong Chen:...

Others charge one hundred thousand because there is only so much money, and this player charges one hundred thousand because they can only charge so much money!

Xiong Chen suppressed his excitement. When he turned around, he took the opportunity to wipe his tears. He said loudly to everyone: "We don't need to stop serving! Keep working!"

The studio that had been depressed for a long time burst into cheers.

No one knows that this studio, which is now unknown and even poor enough to be suspended, will become the largest game developer in China in the future.