False Poor and Real Boss

Yan Fei ignored him.

He looked down at his revised script and silently recited the lines in it.

Li Cha was ignored by him, but he was not annoyed, and turned over the script with his head down.

The room was quiet.

Yan Fei had just turned a page when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

With a heartbeat, he took out his phone and looked at the screen.

It's Xin Rong's call.

His eyes were stained with surprise, and he immediately put it to his ears.

"Hey?"

However, no one spoke at the other end.

Doubt appeared in Yan Fei's eyes, he greeted the staff, and walked quickly to the bathroom.

"Xin Rong, what's wrong?"

It's a bit abnormal, Xin Rong never doesn't hum when making a phone call.

There was still no one talking at the other end, suddenly, there was a bang from inside, accompanied by the crisp sound of porcelain shattering, Yan Fei heard Xin Rong's furious voice.

"Go away!"

"Xin Rong? What happened?" Yan Fei immediately understood that Xin Rong was talking to someone else.

"Heh, you're already like this, what are you holding back?"

An unfamiliar male voice with an obscene teasing tone.

Yan Fei's pupils dilated suddenly.

Oops, something happened to Xin Rong!

"Xin Rong, can you hear me? Where are you now?"

Yan Fei anxiously called to the other end of the phone.

As soon as he finished shouting, there was another collision sound from the other end, and the next moment, the phone was hung up.

Yan Fei dialed back immediately.

No one picked up.

He called again and again, but no one answered.

Oh shit!

Yan Fei punched the sink.

He squeezed the phone and told himself to calm down.Xin Rong called him just now, maybe she dialed unconsciously, or maybe she wanted to ask him for help.

He must come to him immediately!

Pressing his forehead, Yan Fei remembered that Xin Rong said that there was a dinner tonight and he would take Yue Yang there with him.

He hurriedly called Yueyang.

It rang for a long time before someone picked it up.

"Hey?"

"Where's Mr. Xin? Where is he now?"

Last time Yan Fei went to the company pretending to be a courier and asked for Yue Yang's number by the way.

"Boss Xin?"

Yue Yang's voice was not sober, with a faint hint of alcohol: "He seems to be drinking with Mr. Zhu, I'm planning to go and have a look."

"Xin Rong has an accident! Come over quickly!" Yan Fei almost shouted.

Yue Yang was startled by his raised voice, he quickly wiped his face and got down from the back seat.

"No way? Mr. Xin can drink quite well, and Mr. Zhu can't do anything about him."

He just lay in the car for a while, most of the time he was sober, and was about to go back to check on the situation of the box, when he unexpectedly received a call from Yan Fei.But how did Yan Fei know that something happened to his boss?

"That guy's surname is Zhu, right?" Yan Fei gritted his teeth, his eyes flushed, "He has bad intentions for Xin Rong, you, an assistant, can't tell?"

"Mr. Yan, don't panic. I'll be there right away."

Yue Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickened his pace.He is a straight man, even when he heard Zhu Yang ask Xin Rong those ambiguous questions, he didn't think about anything else.But now being reminded by Yan Fei, he suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

Xin Rong stayed in the box alone, and had to face Zhu Yang and those two young and strong subordinates. If something happened to him, he would not be able to afford it even if he took this life.

"Give me the address of the restaurant, and I'll go there right away." Yan Fei said urgently.

Yue Yang nodded, and immediately gave him an address.As soon as the words fell, he heard a piercing siren.

Yan Fei over there heard it too.

"Someone called the police?" Yan Fei frowned.

"I don't know, I'll go to the box first, and I'll call you if there is a situation." Yue Yang hung up the phone.

Yan Fei held her mobile phone, and as soon as she stepped out of the bathroom door, a staff member greeted her.

"Brother Yan, it's your turn."

Yan Fei looked at the open door not far away.

Director Fang, producer, producer and photographer, the four sat behind the long table and looked in his direction.

Director Fang smiled and looked at him expectantly.

Yan Fei's throat slid twice with difficulty.

On the side, Li Cha seemed to realize that something was wrong, and looked at the expression on his face with some confusion.

Yan Fei was at war in his heart.

Once this opportunity is missed, I don't know how long I will have to wait next time.

However, Xin Rong is in danger...

"Brother Yan?" The staff thought he didn't hear what he said, and repeated again: "You can go in."

Yan Fei turned pale and walked into the room.

He kept walking and walked straight to Director Fang.

Director Fang looked at him suspiciously.

Yan Fei leaned down and whispered something in his ear.

Director Fang looked surprised, and looked at him hesitantly.

Yan Fei bent down and bowed to him: "I'm sorry."

The producer and the producer didn't understand what happened and looked at each other.

After Yan Fei apologized, she turned around and strode out.

"The next person comes in."

Director Fang sighed.

Li Cha was waiting at the door, and when he saw Yan Fei coming out, he said "ah" in disbelief.

"Why don't you go in and audition?"

Yan Fei didn't look at him at all.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Li Cha asked unwillingly as he watched them walk out quickly.

"Li Cha, it's your turn." A staff member came from beside him to urge him.

Looking at the back of the striding star, Li Cha hesitated for two seconds before turning around and walking towards the room.

**

Two 10 minutes ago.

Restaurant box.

"How about I find you a woman to vent your anger?"

Zhu Yang stood in front of him, looking at him maliciously.

Xin Rong's forehead was dripping with sweat. He shook hands and said in a calm tone, "Mr. Zhu, I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

Since Zhu Yang has malicious intentions and is not talking about cooperation in good faith at all, there is no need for him to humiliate himself here.

Xin Rong bypassed Zhu Yang, quickly packed up the materials on the table, resisted the dizziness, and walked towards the door.

It's just that the doorknob can't be unscrewed.

The composure on Xin Rong's face was cracking.

"Boss Xin, why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Zhu Yang looked at him with folded arms, like a hunter looking at his prey.

Xin Rong's forehead hair was already wet with sweat, his breathing was a little short, one hand quietly reached into his pocket, reached for the phone, and randomly dialed a number.

"Mr. Zhu, I have no grievances or enmities with you, so there's no need to treat me like this?"

He still didn't believe that Zhu Yang, a second-generation red man, dared to mess around here blatantly.

"What are you talking about, Boss Xin?" Zhu Yang approached him and forced him to the door: "Could it be that Boss Xin can't see that I'm very interested in you?"

"Look at you, your face is so red, it's full of sweat. Come on, let me wipe it for you—"

Seeing Zhu Yang's hand came over, Xin Rong's throat gagged, and he angrily pushed Zhu Yang's hand away.

"Go away!"

He pushed this almost with all his strength, Zhu Yang was unprepared, and he pushed him down on the tea table behind him.

There was the sound of porcelain shattering.

Zhu Yang pressed his hands on the broken porcelain bowl, he didn't seem to feel any pain, but with a sinister smile on his lips, he slowly stood up.

"Heh, you're already like this, what are you holding back?"

His wanton gaze scanned Xin Rong's flushed face and neck, and he spat out two words in disdain: "Bitch."

Xin Rong had never been insulted like this before. His forehead was bulging with veins, and he was about to copy the chair behind him when his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Zhu Yang looked at him coldly and kicked over the chair behind him.

"Dare to hurt me?" He grabbed Xin Rong's hand instead, ignoring his violent struggle, and pushed him against the door.

"I wanted to take you to the hotel to have fun. Since you are so stubborn, I don't mind doing you here!"

"roll!"

Xin Rong kicked him, but Zhu Yang dodged him.

He found desperately that his strength was losing little by little.

Zhu Yang's hand touched his waist, and Xin Rong felt nauseous and stretched out his hand to block it, but his arm was limp and he couldn't lift his strength.

"Oh, it works."

Looking at his futile struggle, Zhu Yang made a mocking sound from his throat.

There was a bitter despair in Xin Rong's heart.

Zhu Yang pressed him under him, his delicate face was slightly distorted by desire, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked down at Xin Rong.

The man's handsome face was blushing, his clothes were disheveled, and his black eyes were steaming, looking at him with despair and resentment.

Zhu Yang's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to tear off his clothes, there was a heavy knock on the door outside.

"Boss Xin! Boss Xin!"

"Are you still inside?!"

Yueyang is back!

A flame of hope lit up in Xin Rong's eyes.

Zhu Yang was very upset when someone interrupted his good deed.He clearly asked his subordinates to guard outside, how could Yue Yang come over like this?

"The police came and said there was a fight. Mr. Xin, are you okay?"

Hearing the word police-police, Zhu Yang's expression changed, and he immediately got up from Xin Rong.

The next moment, the door was pushed open vigorously, and Yue Yang ran in anxiously.

"Boss Xin!" Seeing Xin Rong lying on the ground, he hurried over.

Two big caps followed in.

"We received a report that there was a fight." A big cap looked around the messy box: "Is it your place?"

"Comrade, you made a mistake. We are businessmen. Mr. Gang Xin drank too much wine and couldn't stand still. I just helped him up."

Zhu Yang looked calm.

The big cap looked suspiciously at Xin Rong who was on the ground.

Other than the clothes being a bit messed up, he didn't look hurt.And that face looked like he had drunk too much alcohol. It is estimated that this mess was caused by his drunkenness.

"Comrade police, we—"

Yue Yang looked annoyed, and was about to speak when someone pulled his sleeves.

"Send me back first."

Xin Rong knew in his heart that there was no direct evidence, and it was useless for him to sue Zhu Yang here.Besides, he has no time to spend here.

The restaurant manager also came in at this time, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Comrade police, misunderstood, these are our regular customers, they just drank too much alcohol..."

Xin Rong couldn't hear clearly what the manager said later, his head was in a daze, and Yue Yang helped him out of the box.

"Boss Xin, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Yue Yang carefully put him on the back seat of the car.

"No, go to Linhu...the villa."

As soon as he touched the leather seat, Xin Rong immediately curled up.

Yue Yang was about to say something when the phone rang again.

"I'm at the restaurant, where are you guys?" Yan Fei said anxiously.

Yue Yang hurriedly told him the location of the car.

Yan Fei arrived quickly, he came out in a hurry, only wearing a peaked cap, his cheeks were still dripping with sweat.

"Where's Xin Rong?"

heat.

This is Xin Rong's most intuitive feeling.

Heat emanates from every cell, clamoring for unknown longings.However, his body was limp and weak, even lifting a finger felt strenuous.

Panting for breath, Xin Rong pinched her leg hard.

No, he has to stay sober, sober...

He opened his eyes in a daze, and met a pair of anxious and deep black eyes.

"Xin Rong, how are you?"

Yan Fei's voice was so far away that it seemed to come from another place.

"How did you come?"

Yan Fei touched his hot forehead and neck, with bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes: "Did that scum drug you?"

Xin Rong didn't speak, just closed her eyes and curled up her body even harder.

"Yueyang, turn down the air conditioner a little more."

Yue Yang in the driver's seat let out a "huh".

"Didn't you... have an audition?" Xin Rong suddenly thought of something, his brows were furrowed, his voice was weak and puzzled.

"The audition is not as important as you."

Yan Fei touched his forehead with a gentle tone.

"Be patient, we'll be at the villa soon."

Xin Rong leaned her cheek against his hand, bit her lower lip, and said nothing.

When he arrived at the villa, Yan Fei immediately hugged him out of the car.

"What happened today—"

He looked at Yue Yang behind him.

The shock in Yue Yang's eyes hadn't subsided, and he nodded immediately when he received Yan Fei's sharp gaze.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I am absolutely loyal to Mr. Xin."

Yan Fei nodded slightly, and strode into the villa with Xin Rong in his arms.

The night was dark.

As soon as he entered the bedroom door, Yan Fei heard Xin Rong's voice of resistance.

"Put me down."

Limp, with no strength at all.

Yan Fei put him down, Xin Rong frowned, her forehead hair was soaked with sweat, and she walked towards the bathroom with trembling legs.

"Xin Rong."

Yan Fei stood in front of him, looking at him worriedly and anxiously with black eyes.

"Don't be forceful."

"I am fine."

Xin Rong's lips were reddened by the heat, he suppressed the commotion in his body, biting his lower lip, and walked to the bathroom.

Just take a cold shower and you'll feel better soon.

He so comforted himself.

Before he could even get into the bathroom, however, he tripped and almost fell on the slick tiles.

Yan Fei caught him just in time.

The skin-skin that the palm touches is horribly hot.

"let me go."

Yan Fei held his waist tightly.

"Is it that difficult to rely on me once?"

The young man's eyes were full of pain and resentment.

Xin Rong's heart seemed to be torn by something.

In the next second, the body was suspended in the air.With a cold face, Yan Fei picked him up and threw him on the bed.

Xin Rong's body was sunk in the soft quilt, his cheeks were flushed, and his misty black eyes were staring at Yan Fei.

No one knew that his willpower was on the verge of limit.