Hold on, we can break up! [Quick Transmigration]

The bathroom was only a few meters away from the private room. The drowsy Yan Qing was so drunk that even his legs were limp. He was dragged into the bathroom by the man in the suit, until he was thrown on the cold tiles by the other party. Get back a little sanity: "Mr. Huo...you are..."

The man called Mr. Huo chuckled, lowered his head and buried it on Yan Qing's chest and took a deep breath, his brows twisted a little, and he said in a rough voice: "Do you really think you are a wrist? What are you trying to do?! "

The drunk man's hands were strong, Yan Qing was pinched, and the back of his head hit the wall with a thud, he finally regained consciousness and began to struggle in a low voice: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo, calm down. .....do not do that......"

The man sneered, opened his mouth and bit Yan Qing's neck, and then licked it with his sticky tongue after bleeding from the bite. His hands were not idle, and he reached into Yan Qing's clothes obscenely Li, fumbled indiscriminately.

Yan Qing groaned in pain, but the excessive alcohol made him unable to lift his strength, and his limp arm beat the back of the drunk man's neck uselessly: "Let go... let go of me... ..”

Yingnuo ran over after hearing Yan Qing's call for help. Although he had already scolded that prostitute named Huo ten thousand times in his heart, he still pulled the two of them away because of his status and persuaded: "This Sir, you have drunk too much, may I take you back to the box?"

The drunk man was disturbed by Ying Nuo's noise, he violently pushed Yan Qing down on the sink, turned around and cursed angrily: "What are you, you dare to control me?!"

Yan Qing was pushed so unprepared, his thin body fell down like a fragile grass, and his forehead hit the marble firmly, just hearing the sound made people tremble with fear.

Ying Nuo was so frightened that she hurried to help him, only to see that Yan Qing's eyes were very slack and his face was a little pale. After staring at him blankly, he turned his head and began to retch.

"Send him to the hospital, be careful of a concussion." Someone behind him spoke suddenly, Ying Nuo looked back and saw Liao Fanzheng standing there at some point, his eyes were frosty.

Ying Nuo responded, and hurriedly helped Yan Qing up.

The drunk man wobbled against the door and stood firm, baring his teeth at Liao Fanzheng: "Director Liao, why, you want to meddle in your own business?"

Liao Fanzheng looked at the drunk as if he were an idiot. He smiled self-deprecatingly, and patted the drunk's face with his hand: "Huo Shaoyuan, is it fun to trick me here under your brother's name?"

The drunk man froze for a moment, then became annoyed as if he had been humiliated, blushing and yelling thickly: "My brother, my brother, he is so awesome in Hancheng? Without the aura of Shengxing, I want to invest in an online drama Can’t even do it? Fuck!”

Liao Fanzheng smiled calmly, scratching his ears as if he had heard some foul language, "I have the ability to say this in front of your brother. I took the script away, and I don't want to use your investment."

Before Huo Shaoyuan could react, Liao Fanzheng walked out of the bathroom with Yingnuo and Yan Qing.

Ying Nuo carried Yan Qing's arm, and the two of them stumbled and walked very slowly. Liao Fanzheng sighed, took Yan Qing and lifted him up, as easily as if he was carrying a bag of rice.

"Thank you, Director Huo." Ying Nuo cautiously turned her head to look at the man.

Liao Fanzheng glanced at him, and laughed playfully: "You are a brave little waiter, not to mention losing your job, but also offending Huo Shaoyuan's grandson."

Ying Nuo frowned and sighed, "Yan Qing and I know each other well, it's impossible to sit idly by."

Liao Fanzheng stared at Yingnuo's fair and clean side face, without the posture of a big director at all, giving people a relaxed feeling, and asked slowly: "Have you been in the circle before?"

Yingnuo gave an embarrassed "hmm" and said in a low voice, "I, like Yan Qing, ran through many production crews, but then... gave up."

Liao Fanzheng didn't continue to ask why, but just lowered his eyes and smiled, wondering if he was mocking Yingnuo's ignorance.

The two sent Yan Qing to the hospital. After the doctor's examination, they were diagnosed with alcoholism and mild concussion. They needed to stay in the hospital for observation. When paying the bill, Liao Fanzheng didn't let Ying Nuo intervene, saying that he, as Yan Qing's director, was naturally responsible for him.

Yan Qing washed his stomach, and when he was pushed out, he had already fallen into a deep sleep, his frail body was sunk in the bed, his haggard face was frighteningly pale.

Yingnuo sent a message to Tianba that he would not go back at night, and then sat by Yan Qing's hospital bed to accompany him.

The system said coldly: "You have a warm heart."

Ying Nuo frowned: "Tsk, how can you be so heartless?"

System: "I don't have love, but you will be punished by the system with two stars."

Yingnuo was nervous for a while, before he had time to ask for an accommodation, he felt a sharp pain rising from the soles of his feet, his blood vessels seemed to be buried with explosives, hotly pulling the nerves, because the respiratory muscles were paralyzed, he even He couldn't even catch his breath, and was suddenly dizzy from being held back.

Fortunately, it didn't last long. At the end of the punishment, Ying Nuo slumped on the back of the chair and took a deep breath, staring at the ceiling with bulging eyeballs, like a dying fish.

"You're awesome," Yingnuo lost his temper, and his eye circles turned red suddenly: "Liao Fanzheng is an opportunity for me to sign with Shengxing, and I'm clearly planning to attack!"

The system didn't speak for a long time, and finally it just emphasized forcefully: "It's not up to me whether to punish or not."

Yingnuo ignored him aggrievedly.

After Liao Fanzheng settled the formalities and expenses, he asked for Yingnuo's contact information before leaving the hospital.

Yingnuo stayed with Yan Qing for a night, and he was ready to go home and sleep when the hospital came for an examination the next day and said there was no major problem. When he walked out, his footsteps were light and light. He felt that he might fall over and fall asleep. .

Just as she was in a daze, a mother and child came out from the corridor on the other side. Ying Nuo was stunned when she saw it. Isn't that woman Han Cheng's biological mother Zhou Haihua?

Ying Nuo lowered her head subconsciously, and hid herself against the wall for a while, but her ears were pricked up, and she listened intently to their movements with breathless concentration.

Zhou Haihua's youngest son was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he didn't know what wronged him. The little bun's face was covered with tears, and he held the woman's hand tightly with one hand. He pouted and asked, "Mom, Are you seriously ill? Can breast cancer be cured?"

Ying Nuoru was struck by lightning and lost sleep for a moment. Zhou Haihua actually got breast cancer?

Zhou Haihua looked uninspired, and her face was not as heavily made up as when they met before. She lowered her head and smiled at the little boy, comfortingly said: "It can be cured, Youyou is a man, you can't just cry casually."

The little boy nodded obediently.

The mother and son left the hospital quickly.

Ying Nuo sighed with a vicissitudes of life: "Generally, when encountering such a scenario, the cancer is mostly in the advanced stage."

System: "Master host, how do you know?"

Ying Nuo smiled badly: "Don't you know now?"

The little angel let out an annoyed "huh" and closed his mouth tightly.

The old god Yingnuo said: "When people are about to die, they always look back at the past. The biggest mistake Zhou Haihua has made in this life is to abandon Hancheng. Make it up."

Little angel: "Then... is the host going to tell Han Cheng?"

Ying Nuo nodded: "Of course, wait until I find a chance."

On the top floor of Shengxing Building, Han Cheng leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows and smoked, looking at the row upon row of buildings blankly, as if in a daze.

Zheng Zeyu knocked on the door and walked in. He quietly glanced at the ashtray next to his boss, sighed and said, "You should pay attention to your health recently. Smoking too much is not good for your health."

Han Cheng responded lightly, and continued to enjoy the scenery outside the window without moving.

"Your aunt called just now, saying that Huo Shao was arrested because he was drunk and making a fuss in SS. She asked me to tell you, and I hope you can come forward and get him out." Zheng Zeyu Knowing that Han Cheng didn't like seeing his aunt's family very much, but if this matter got serious and got stabbed at Mr. Han, it would be Han Cheng who took the trouble again.

The man frowned, and cursed a bastard in his mouth.

Zheng Zeyu hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Young Master Huo wants to invest in an online drama recently. I heard that yesterday's round was for Liao Fanzheng's group."

Han Cheng was annoyed and laughed: "The book that Liao Fanzheng liked actually let Huo Shaoyuan invest? Did he take the wrong medicine?"

Zheng Zeyu lowered his eyes, and replied truthfully: "I heard that Huo Shao found Liao Fanzheng under the name of Shengxing Entertainment."

Huo Shaoyuan's mother, Han Caiqing, is Han Cheng's aunt. She married a poor boy desperately in her early years. Later, the poor boy took root under the big tree of the Han family, and her small business grew bigger and bigger.Huo Shaoyuan is the only child of their husband and wife. He has been doted on like an emperor since he was a child. He has a gambler and lustful habit. He likes to use the banner of the Han family to do his best. personal character.

In fact, Han Cheng and Han Zhaoyuan don't like to deal with this prodigal son, but after all, there is such a thing as blood relationship, which is constantly being cut and messed up. As soon as Huo Shaoyuan pokes something out, Han Caiqing will beg her elder brother with tears in her eyes. Being in poor health, Han Cheng worried that he was too worried, so he took care of the mess about Huo Shaoyuan.

"Find someone to appease my aunt first, and then tell the police station to clean up that kid before releasing him." Han Cheng stubbed out his cigarette and sat on the desk. "As for Liao Fanzheng, he You will find me yourself."

Zheng Zeyu took the order to go down.

The phone vibrated, Han Cheng glanced at it, and picked it up slowly: "Director Liao."

Liao Fanzheng smiled on the other side, and said straight to the point: "Does Director Han have time to read a notebook?"

Hancheng has invested in too many movies, and has a unique appreciation for scripts. In fact, he has heard about the book in Liao Fanzheng's hand for a long time, and was planning to let the relevant personnel of Shengxing get in touch with it, but he didn't expect to be cut off by Huo Shaoyuan.

"Yes, come to the company anytime." Han Cheng believed in Liao Fanzheng's vision.

Liao Fanzheng laughed loudly, because he really has that ability, and he speaks confidently: "But I have a condition."

Han Cheng tapped the table with his fingertips, and said casually, "Let's listen."

Liao Fanzheng: "I want to bring two actors into the group, one named Yan Qing and one named Tang Su."

The author has something to say: The author who has been cowardly in the corner came out and made a fuss: It's going to be bloody, I'm serious!