The film king is always flattering his rival

"Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend my birthday party. Today is me..." Nie Anguo delivered his birthday speech in the midst of everyone's attention. His expression and tone were impeccable.

Ye Gu took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on Nie Anguo, and quietly took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Qiao Mo.

Ye Gu: Are you home yet?

Ye Gu: What did you have for dinner?Don't stop eating when you get busy.

Ye Gu: The banquet is still as boring as ever, no wonder you never come.

Qiao Mo is well-known in the industry as "cold". He basically doesn't go to receptions to socialize. All kinds of assistants and secretaries come out when they have something to do. It's hard to see him. Most people in the entertainment industry have only heard of him. name, I don't know what he looks like.

But people have this capital.

Universal, the largest film and television company in the entertainment industry today, is just one of the industries under Qiao Mo's name, and it is not an important one. The huge Qiao Group behind him is the biggest reason that everyone fears.

Ye Gu, who has a closer relationship with Qiao Mo, knows that his reluctance to attend these banquets is not entirely due to Na Qiao's self-confident identity, but also because of his extremely sensitive body when he is exposed to alcohol.

It is impossible not to drink at such an occasion.

Qiao Mo seemed to be busy and did not reply to Ye Gu's message.Ye Gu poked the screen, and casually looked up at Nie Anguo while waiting for a reply.

"...Tonight, I'll prepare some bouillon and side dishes to show our respect. Let's toast together and never go home without getting drunk." After the speech, Nie Anguo picked up the cup in his hand and drank it down in one gulp.

Ye Gu watched it for a while and found that the expression and tone of Nie Anguo's speech were exactly the same as when he gave a speech at the awards ceremony. Without the voice, it can be edited to the award ceremony scene without any sense of disobedience.

Even the way he holds up his glass at the end is no different from the way he holds up the trophy at the awards ceremony.

Ye Gu looked down at the dark phone screen, and thought: This hypocritical entertainment circle...

Then he remembered that every time he went to the stage to accept the award, his lines and expressions were the same, and he choked up, unable to continue to be angry.

At the end of the speech, there was applause one after another.

Ye Gu followed the crowd and took a few shots, and the phone vibrated.

Jomo: Just got home.

Ye Gu stared at the word "home" and smirked for a long time.

Jomo: Dinner is over, if you are bored, I will pick you up later?

After cutting the cake, the people gathered in the middle of the hall dispersed again.

Ye Gu picked up a bottle of champagne from the table, pretended to toast Nie Anguo, and bid farewell to all kinds of people who wanted to get close to him.

As a birthday star, Nie Anguo was undoubtedly surrounded by people.

Ye Gu walked more than half a circle around the venue, and finally found a secluded corner.

There is a small balcony across from the corner of the bathroom. Usually, no one would go to such a remote place, and the sound insulation effect is very good. On the balcony, you can only hear the rustling of the leaves when the night wind blows, and the noise The banquet here seems to be two worlds.

The wind tonight is soft, and the high moon casts a faint light, evoking the tenderness and tenderness in Ye Gu's heart.

He leaned against the railing of the balcony and couldn't wait to call Jomo.

Jomo was pouring cat food into momo's food bowl. When the phone rang, his hands trembled in shock. He poured too much, and the food bowl overflowed.

Momo was probably overwhelmed by the generosity of the excrement shoveler, walked around the food bowl with elegant steps, and then lowered his head to eat.

"Ye Gu?" Qiao Mo picked up the phone on the sofa, "What, the banquet is over?"

Ye Gu smiled and said, "Not yet, I just miss you, so I'll give you a call."

Qiao Mo remembered the previous few text messages, and wondered if Ye Gu had seen them, so he asked again: "If you're bored, I'll pick you up."

Ye Gu glanced sideways at the empty corner, thought for a while, and said, "It's still too early, and going out will definitely attract attention, and I can't be too disrespectful to Teacher Nie Anguo, so you can stay with me on the phone Talk, with you by my side, time will pass quickly."

"Okay." Jomo opened the windows while talking. After raising cats, all the windows in the house were covered with gauze to prevent momo from accidentally running out during ventilation. "Your side is so quiet, did you go out?"

Ye Gu: "No, I found a quiet balcony."

The wind came in through the open window, blowing Qiao Mo's hair a little messy. He brushed a few strands of hair that were blown forward to cover his eyes: "It's a bit windy tonight, be careful of catching a cold."

The person on the other end of the phone smiled: "It's better to be bigger, it's best to blow me directly in front of you."

Jomo said solemnly: "That may be a bit difficult, you are too heavy, and the wind can't move you."

The two chatted casually again, starting from how beautiful the moonlight is tonight to which investor brought a certain female star to the banquet tonight.

Qiao Mo asked, "Have you met Nie Anguo? How does it feel to face your idol?"

"When I saw a real person, I suddenly felt nothing." Ye Guqu raised his foot and kicked the railing with his heel, "I believe that one day I will surpass him."

Facing Ye Gu's self-confidence, Qiao Mo chuckled lightly, and before he could make a few jokes, he was taken aback when he heard other people's voices faintly coming from Ye Gu's side: "Is there someone from your side?"

Ye Gu squinted his eyes and looked around the corner. A few figures flashed by and entered the bathroom past the corner.

"It's just that someone passed by." It was rare for him to hide for a while, and he didn't want to be interrupted on the phone with Jomo so soon, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

Qiao Mo seemed to have misunderstood something, afraid of disturbing Ye Gu, he didn't speak.

Silence suddenly spread to the phone, neither of them hung up, quietly listening to the other's inaudible breathing.

The place Ye Gu was looking for was really remote, and people who went to the bathroom to meet their physical needs would not deliberately turn them back.

It's just that the sound insulation between the bathroom and the balcony is not very good, and the night is too quiet, so Ye Gu can clearly hear the conversations of people in the bathroom.

"You said he was Ye Gu? That actor Ye Da, who is in the limelight and just starred in "Malicious"?"

Hearing his name being mentioned, Ye Gu's hand holding the champagne tightened.

Another familiar voice sounded: "Who else can there be besides him, he looks really good, but it's a pity..."

Ye Gu squinted his eyes, he had heard this voice not long ago, and he had not lost his memory to the point of forgetting, it was Qiu Jian.

It seems that the people in the bathroom are Qiu Jian and his cronies.

"It's a pity that he belongs to Qiao Mo." An unfamiliar voice answered, "Young Master Qiu, don't be obsessed with sex. Qiao Mo is not only someone you and I can't afford to offend, even my old man. Give him three points of face."

Qiu Jian sneered: "It's not for him, it's for the Qiao Group behind him."

"It's true to say that, but Qiao Mo is now the head of the Qiao Group, unlike us second-generation ancestors who are superficially beautiful but not even qualified to speak."

Hearing this, Qiu Jian's mood became more and more unhappy. Looking at the person who just spoke, she thought to herself that this person really can't fucking speak.

He and Qiao Mo, one is the prince of Xingyu Film and Television, and the other is the successor of Universal Film and Television. He is nowhere as good as Jomo.

Now, one of them is still a rich second generation who is idle, and the other has become the head of a wealthy family. The huge gap makes Qiu Jian feel more and more unbalanced.

Holding the nearly burnt cigarette butt between his hands, he took a strong puff, pressed the cigarette out on the sink, and said coldly: "How did he inherit the Qiao Group? Others don't know, so don't we know?"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining few people suddenly fell silent, with a look of secretiveness.

I only heard Qiu Jian continue: "It's just a murderer who killed his father and brother. If he didn't kill Qiao Zhen, would the Qiao Group fall into his hands?"

Ye Gu's breathing stopped suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone in his hand.

Before he could act, Jomo's voice came from the phone coldly: "Don't talk, and don't hang up."

"Young Master Qiu, don't say that here." Someone nearby pulled Qiu Jian's sleeve, but Qiu Jian pushed it away.

He was a little drunk tonight, with alcohol on his face, and he didn't care when he spoke: "There's nothing to say, Wang Peng, Qiao Zhen and you were brothers and sisters back then, so it's fine if you don't avenge your brother, why don't you even mention it?" Don't let me mention it. Qiao Mo killed Qiao Zhen and his son to control the Qiao Group, who didn't know it?"

"I think you are really drunk!" Wang Peng cursed in a low voice.

Other people around also looked like they didn't want to talk about this matter, Qiu Jian suddenly became a little bored, glanced around the crowd, and didn't want to sing a one-man show alone: ​​"Okay, let's not talk about this."

But thinking of Qiao Mo, Qiu Jian couldn't hold back the fire in his heart. He threw the extinguished cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with the tip of his shoe, and said in a teasing tone: "Speaking of it, Qiao Mo looks like you You've seen them all."

"I've seen it before. Apart from anything else, he's quite attractive." These people didn't give Qiu Jian face just now, and now it's time to find an opportunity to make up for it, so naturally they dare not let him stand in the cold.

They all knew the virtues of the other party. As soon as Qiu Jian opened his mouth, he guessed that his mind must be full of yellow waste, and followed his meaning: "Speaking of which, I have slept with so many celebrities, men and women There are all of them, but I really haven't found one that can compare to Jomo."

"His face is naturally suitable for lying down and being fucked." Qiu Jian's complexion improved a lot, and his words became more and more obscene, "Just thinking about him lying naked | naked I'm moaning|groaning|on the bed and I can get hard."

The others laughed obscenely with wit.

Ye Gu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a burst of anger shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing him to lose all reason, and his arms were so tense that the veins were stretched out, like a raging beast.

He asked: "Mr. Qiao, if I offend Xingyu's prince, can you help me solve it?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Ye Gu didn't wait for Qiao Mo's answer, and strode over with champagne in his hand, and smashed the wine bottle on Qiu Jian's head amidst exclamation and screams.

Accompanied by the shattered glass fragments and splashing wine, Ye Gu's ferocious curses echoed repeatedly in the small bathroom as if special effects had been added in post-production.

"Fuck|Your mother!"