Wrong Dream of Rebirth

"It's over, it's over...Maybe it's going to kill someone..." The explosion at the intersection and the flames soaring into the sky made the taxi driver who was still complacent just now fall into panic and uneasiness.

He swallowed nervously, staring intently at the scene of the explosion in the rearview mirror, feeling lingering fear, unconsciously slowing down the speed of the car.

He Jie propped one arm on the car door, resting his thin chin as a pillow, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said calmly, "You seem to have only gotten rid of one car."

He Jie didn't think that the accident Brother Gou encountered was so innocent, if he hadn't been stalking him indiscriminately.

The uncle driver took a look at the car, He Jie was right, Wu Wei's car still chased after him, the collision just caused the front bumper to fall off a little.

Xiao Zhang, the driver of Wu Wei's car, began to tremble uncontrollably while holding the steering wheel. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he asked Wu Wei in a trembling voice, "Should we go and see how Coke and the others are doing?" ..."

"You don't want to hang out, don't you? Isn't it great that no one is robbing us for the exclusive right now?" Wu Wei sneered and put down the phone, "Concentrate on driving your car. I've already called 120. In fact, it was just an accident at best. Well."

Wu Wei's words made Xiao Zhang's heart sink. Hearing the sound of the explosion, if someone in the car didn't come out, it must be a disaster.I don't know if it's a hit-and-run if I don't own Coke's car from the front of my car just now.

Seeing that the driver uncle didn't answer his question, He Jie was about to ask, when he heard his cell phone ring.

"Ah Jie, I'm almost there, where are you?"

It was He Lin's mature and magnetic voice on the phone.

"Flash your headlights a few times." He Jie put down the window and looked out of the car.

He Lin put down the phone and said to his personal driver, "Flash the headlights a few times."

He Jie saw a black Bentley approaching with flashing headlights at the intersection in front of him: "Brother, I saw your car, turn around and park on the side of the road."

He Jie hung up the phone and patted the taxi driver on the shoulder: "Brother, how much money can you run a night?"

"Five or six hundred if yes." The driver looked at He Jie anxiously, the accident just now made him feel scared, and he didn't dare to promise He Jie any more, "Or I'll return the 500 yuan to you, you Find a way to get rid of the car behind us..."

He Jie sneered, took out another 500 yuan from his wallet, and stuffed it into the driver's coat pocket: "I'll add another [-] yuan to you, and you just need to put the car in the middle of the road in a while, so as not to let the car behind It's okay to pass, how about it?"

"This, this is not good..." The driver swallowed anxiously, "This is also very dangerous..."

"It's okay, I trust your skills." He Jie said, leaning his body against the backrest, raised his legs and glanced at the camera on the taxi, and said in a cold tone, "The matter of your extra charge just now has probably been captured by the camera. Come on down, if you refuse me, I have no choice but to go to your company to complain, I have worked for more than 20 years of livelihood, I can’t just say no to it, right?”

"It can't be..." The driver looked at He Jie in the rearview mirror and took a deep breath. He is now in a difficult situation.

"Of course not." He Jie smiled, "As long as you cooperate."

The driver gritted his teeth resentfully, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'm unlucky today."

After he finished speaking, he was heartbroken, turned on the double flashing lights of the taxi in advance, gave the car behind some time to react, and then slammed the car across the road.

Wu Wei's car was stopped by him and stopped.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Zhang poked his head out of the car window and yelled at the taxi driver.

The uncle driver locked the car door and hid in the car, not daring to get out, nor did he dare to respond, but urged He Jie: "The car parked in front was called by you, you should get out of the car quickly, I can't stand it how long!"

"Happy cooperation." He Jie pressed his shoulder, opened the door and shook his woolen coat, took a calm look at Wu Wei's car, and walked towards the Bentley with big strides.

Seeing He Jie approaching, the driver in He Lin's car quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat for him: "Master Jie."

"Yeah." He Jie nodded and smiled at him, took off his mask and hat, smoothed his hair and got into the car, "Brother, you can just send someone to pick me up, why come here yourself."

He Lin turned his head to look at him, rubbed the top of his head fondly, then pinched his face lightly, and said softly: "Don't you see how often you only look for me, I miss you usually, I can only watch you on TV, how can there be a younger brother like you?"

"Brother, don't ruffle my hair, there will be a problem later..." He Jie avoided He Lin's hand awkwardly, shyly turned his face to the side and straightened his hair.

"I just sat on the plane for 12 hours and something happened?" He Lin's face collapsed, "How late is this, why are you so careless about taking care of your body?"

"No way." He Jie breathed a sigh of relief pretending to be relaxed, "Your brother is so busy because of his popularity. Others can't get it if they want it."

He Lin looked at him and snorted helplessly: "If you hadn't shouted since you were young that you wanted to film and become a big star when you grow up, I wouldn't be bothered to set up such a production company. Now you are lucky, your own company doesn't want to be with you, There are so many good scripts in my company waiting for you to choose, you have to go out and fight yourself."

"I don't want to be gossiped about." He Jie looked at him seriously, "Besides, I don't want to rely on my father."

"In this circle, you don't have those gossips if you want them." He Lin sighed for a long time, "Besides, who wants you to rely on your father, but you rely on my brother."

He Jie looked at him and gave a sneer, teasingly said: "Brother, where did you get the money to start the company?"

He Lin was taken aback for a moment, and after regaining his senses, he slammed He Jie's forehead and got up: "You bad boy."

He Jie smiled "hehe", broke away from He Lin's arms, and said to the driver: "Brother Cheng, please drive to Yuesheng Hotel."

He Lin's Bentley drove for nearly an hour before arriving at the entrance of Yuesheng Hotel. He Jie put on his baseball cap and mask again, greeted He Lin briefly, and was about to get out of the car and leave.

"Wait." He Lin stopped him, patted Brother Cheng's seat, "give me that."

Brother Cheng nodded, and took out two silver palm-sized boxes from the glove box and handed them to him.

"What?" He Jie looked at the thing in He Lin's hand strangely.

"Life-saving things." He Lin got up and stuffed the things into the big pocket of He Gan's woolen coat.

He Jie took a look at him, took out something from his pocket and laughed happily, covering his stomach: "Condoms!?"

"Yeah. Hey." He Linyu sighed earnestly, "The entertainment industry is too chaotic, so please take care of yourself, pay attention to safety measures, and don't contract diseases you shouldn't have."

"Brother, you must worry too much." He Jie shrugged his shoulders helplessly, looked at the two boxes of condoms in his hand, pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I will accept your kindness first." , but you are too careless, this model is too small for your younger brother, remember to buy the largest size next time."

"Fuck you, get out of here." He Lin smiled, "It's cold outside, you wear so little, go in quickly."

He Jie shook his hands triumphantly at him, and walked towards the lobby of the hotel.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" The well-dressed doorman inside the hotel politely bowed to He Jie.

Yuesheng Hotel is the only seven-star hotel in H City. It is a Sino-French joint venture. It is said that even the doorman at the door and the receptionist in the lobby require a minimum education.

He Jie glanced at him, took out his mobile phone and dialed Xiaopang's number: "I'm here, what's the room number."

The waiter led He Jie to the special elevator passage for SVIP, leading directly to the presidential suite and deluxe river view room on the top floor of the hotel.The meeting took place in one of the presidential suites.

The aisle from the elevator exit to the entrance of the suite is covered with a patterned carpet to silence the noise. A boy in a cleaning uniform is pushing a trolley. He has just exited a suite. On the trolley are more than a dozen empty wine bottles and a bag. Stack plates.

"Sir, this is the room, 3208." The waiter leading the way knocked on the door and stopped to wait.

The door was opened, and it was Fatty who came out. He glanced back at the room and asked in a low voice, "Why is it taking so long? They are getting impatient."

"Something went wrong." He Jie took off his hat and mask, took off his coat and handed it to Xiaopang, he could vaguely hear a man singing in the room.

He Jie took a look at the luxuriously decorated living room in the suite. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the opposite side can overlook the whole city of H, but now that the curtains are half drawn, you can only see a corner of the landscape lights on the tall building opposite.

Sitting on the beige leather sofa was a cold-faced man with a mustache. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, and he was watching a program on the LCD TV with his arms folded. He nodded after seeing He Jie: " coming."

"Well, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." He Jie smiled, "Why didn't you sing with them inside?"

"A bunch of brats and drunkards, I don't bother to talk to them." Xiang Li snorted disdainfully. As a gold medal producer in the industry, he almost never participates in social gatherings. This time he participated in this draft because of He Jie's face programme.

He Jie is one of the few young students who made his debut in the same batch. Xiang Li admired him. His appearance is already very good, and he also has a natural good voice. The key is that he is not afraid of hard work and is willing to work hard. The first solo album was produced by Xiang Li, and it swept No.1 on the major music charts at that time.

He Jie smiled understandingly, picked up the red wine glass on the table and poured himself a glass of red wine, raised the glass and asked Xiang Li: "Brother Xiang, don't you want a glass?"

"You know me, you never smoke or drink, you have a bad voice." Xiang Li frowned slightly, and said to He Jie: "You too, drink less, don't be like that one, ruining a good voice for nothing."

"Xiang Li, who are you talking about?" The door of the KTV private room behind the living room was pushed open, and a man with a cigar in his mouth and a dangling bottle of beer came out, "Yo, He Jie is here Lah, what are you doing standing outside, come to play in the private room, they are all waiting for you inside, big star."

The person who spoke was the one in Xiang Li's mouth. He Xiang Li is an old classmate, a smashing music big brother, and one of the judges this time. He is known as the walking subwoofer-Yang Xinkun.

As Yang Xinkun said that, he walked out from the door of the KTV private room, put the beer in his hand on the table, enthusiastically pulled He Jie's arm and dragged him into the private room.

He Jie saw that his face was flushed and he reeked of alcohol, presumably he was too drunk.

"Let's go, let's go and see the newcomers brought by Mr. Xu. They are not bad." The Mr. Xu mentioned by Yang Xinkun is another judge, the production director of this draft, and also the company behind those newcomers. One of the bosses, full name Xu Guanyan.

"Okay." He Jie glanced at Xiang Li helplessly, and was dragged and dragged by Yang Xinkun to the KTV private room. As soon as he entered the door, the "subwoofer" yelled loudly: "Look who is here!"

The glass tea table in the private room was filled with various drinks and snacks, and the air was filled with lingering smoke, because they were smoking high-quality cigars, and the smoke in the room was not choking or unpleasant at all.

Mr. Xu was hooking shoulders with a young man with a strange face and singing the Beyond band, and the other two young boys who looked like newcomers sat side by side opposite the TV in a well-behaved manner, cheering for Mr. Xu who was singing from time to time. , one dyed green hair, the other dyed grandpa gray, and the clothes on their bodies were all damp.

The only woman in the room was sitting by the karaoke stand in the corner. She was wearing a white slim-fit shirt, dark blue pencil jeans, and dark red stiletto high-heeled shoes. The slender white fingers with bright red nail polish occasionally swipe the screen once or twice.

"Hi." She looked up at He Jie, and quickly returned her attention to the screen in front of her. When she saw her famous song appear, the corners of her mouth would only slightly rise.

"Mr. Xu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, because of a small delay." He Jie raised the red wine glass in his hand to Mr. Xu, doing it first as a respect, as an apology for his late arrival.

"He Jie, you are being serious! Come on, bring me my wine glass." Mr. Xu said to the two boys on the sofa.

As soon as he gave his order, the two boys wanted to fight over the ownership of a wine glass, and secretly pushed each other to send the glass used by Mr. Xu to him.

Seeing the appearance of these two boys, the woman thought it was funny, so she got up and took out a clean wine glass from the wine cabinet and sent it to Mr. Xu in person.

"Oh, what a shame to ask you to deliver me the wine glass yourself, Ziyu." President Xu smiled from ear to ear, and took the opportunity to grab Ziyu's hand when he took the wine glass.

"I'm also afraid that those two boys will fight in a while." Yan Ziyu smiled and glanced at the two boys, then naturally withdrew his hand from Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu frowned and gave them a hard look: "You guys don't play tricks with me before you debut, I've seen too many ways in the entertainment industry, and whoever wants to ruin my business don't want to be in this circle in the future Get ahead."

"Mr. Xu, calm down, you're young and energetic." He Jie quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject, "Just these few newcomers?"

Mr. Xu exhaled from his nose, snorted, looked at the number of newcomers he brought, and found that one person was missing: "Where is Qi Ruochu?"

As soon as his words landed, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a fair-skinned young man with handsome features appeared at the door, wiping his hands with a half-wet tissue in his hand, and all eyes were on him Then he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said timidly: "I just felt sick to my stomach, and I went to the toilet..."

When He Jie saw him for the first time, he was stunned, his hand holding the empty wine glass hung in the air for a long time, and he said in a dreamlike trance: "Why is it so similar..."