After falling off the horse, he was pestered by giants to form CP[Entertainment]

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

"Actually, when he pushed you to the substitute runway, it was a bit of a sign. Although we are good friends in private, I have to say that Ah Wen became famous too early. This kind of arrogant character, self-centered, mostly prejudice and rudeness, it can be said that he can have today, probably because of his own fault."

As Song Lan spoke, she glanced at Xin Yu's face intentionally or unintentionally.

It is whiter than A4 paper, but it is still holding its teeth firmly.

"The beating incident was just a trigger, but at the same time it completely ruined all the goodwill others had for him, because this kind of thing involved the bottom line of morality, so others didn't buy it. Now, what we can do is to take Ah Wen maximize the residual value of

As she said that, Song Lan brushed her hair gracefully: "As for you, Mr. Xin, I think you can understand without me saying too much. For you, this is a very good opportunity to stir up CP with Yan Xiwen. How many people are there?" Desirable."

"Then why don't you let me fry with you?" Suddenly, Xin Yu stood up abruptly.

For the first time, he looked down at a person like this.

Hearing this sentence, Song Lan laughed out loud.

"With me? You deserve it too?"

Seeing that the two were on the verge of breaking out, Qiao Yimu hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "Brother Lan, we all know that this matter has indeed wronged Brother Yu, so it may be difficult to accept it for a while, or let's take it easy? Give him a little time to let him go." He's going to think about it."

"It's up to you." At this time, Song Lan's father suddenly stood up and waved his hands, "Since we don't want to, then we don't have to force it, but I have a piece of advice, it might be a bit harsh."

"Depending on yourself, the people who can't get along in this circle are mostly the [-]th line who are trying to catch up with each other. Don't take yourself too seriously."

After leaving such a sentence, Mr. Song didn't even bother to look at Xin Yu any more, and walked out of the meeting room with his hands.

Song Lan let out a cold snort of disdain from his nose, and followed his father to the door.

The sunlight outside the window surrounded and refracted in, casting irregular shapes on the long wooden table.

Xin Yu stared blankly at the irregular projection, feeling ashamed.

When passing by his side, Song Lan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked up and down Xin Yu with interest, then leaned slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice:

"Do you know why Yan Xiwen beat Liao Xuanyu?"

Xin Yu turned his head and looked at Song Lan coldly.

"Because that kid insulted you, you know, little idiot."

As if all his strength was drained in an instant, even his clenched hands trembled slightly, Xin Yu's eyes widened, and the sockets of his eyes gradually turned red.

Leaving one last mocking laugh, Song Lan stopped wasting words with him, turned around and walked out.

It turned out that the root cause was myself.

Qiao Yimu watched Xin Yu cautiously from the side, then walked up to him, and bowed deeply to him reverently:

"Brother Yu, I'm sorry."

The manager winked at Qiao Yimu, signaling him to leave quickly and stop talking nonsense. Qiao Yimu gave him a final regretful look, and then left the conference room with a worried step.

The phone rang over and over again, and Xin Yu stood there blankly.

It wasn't until the cleaner's aunt came over and asked him if he wanted to leave her to clean up, that Xin Yu finally regained his composure.

He took out his mobile phone while apologizing, and saw that it was Ai Yawei calling.

Xin Yu took a deep breath, calmed down, and answered the phone as easily as possible: "Brother Wei, what's wrong."

On the other end of the phone was Aiya's carefree voice: "Huangzi, Fatty and the others said they have time today, and asked if you want to get together."

"I won't go." Xin Yu smiled wryly.

"Hey, come here, I have something nice to tell you."

"what's up."

"Leave a sense of mystery. At seven o'clock, Bing Zai will have a barbecue. See you soon."

Entering December, it is officially ushered in winter, and barbecue hot pot has become an excellent way for young people to spend their time.

Xin Yu covered himself thickly, only showing a pair of eyes. On the one hand, he was afraid of the cold, and on the other hand, he was also afraid that someone would recognize him. Once this matter was exposed, even if someone pointed his nose in front of him It wouldn't be strange to scold him.

Ai Yawei and Fatty had already arrived at Bingzai BBQ, ordered a few of Xin Yu's favorite side dishes, and ordered two bottles of Wuliangye, and waited for Xin Yu's arrival while shaking their legs.

When Xin Yu came over, Ai Yawei and the others thought he was being robbed by his attire. They first laughed at him, and then enthusiastically pulled him to sit down.

"Sure enough, people who have been on TV are different, boy, he is much more handsome than before." The fat man patted Xin Yu's shoulder and laughed.

Xin Yu forced a smile: "Fat brother, you too, seem to be thinner than before?"

"My wife takes me to the gym to exercise every day. It's hard not to lose weight." He said, proudly patting his still bulging belly.

Xin Yu's mind was not here, he turned his head and asked Ai Yawei:

"Brother Wei, didn't you say you have something good to tell me?"

Ai Yawei patted his thigh, with a look of sudden awakening, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sent Xin Yu a document:

"Look at this. This is the registration notice for the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds International Competition. It's like this. Our club happened to conflict with the opposing club's points match this year, so we can't participate in this competition. So I'm asking if you would like to join us a few Form a team and participate in this competition, the bonus is very high, 120 million, and the four of us will share 30 each."

Xin Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately opened the registration notice.

"Aren't you short of money? You still don't want us to help you. If you win the game, you will have a considerable amount of money. If it is not enough, the brothers will let you melt the gold trophy for money."

"Are there any requirements for this registration?"

"There are no special requirements, and the round-trip fare is also covered by the organizer, but this year, it is said that the spg team will also participate, so it is quite stressful." Ai Yawei said.

Xin Yu, the SPG team, knows about it. The champions of multiple e-sports competitions, a group of professional e-sports players from South Korea, specialize in international competitions to make money, and they can get involved in any game. The prince also asked them to do LOL leveling.

There is a man in the team whose stage name is Krell. He is nicknamed the Eagle-Eyed Devil. He is a good sniper. As long as he is targeted by his 98K, it is almost impossible to escape death.

"When is the game?" Xin Yu asked.

"Time is running out, the competition will start on the 28th of this month."

"Then, can we do it?" Xin Yu didn't have much confidence.

"Okay, we have to do it, and we have to do it for the bonus. The four of us have been forming a team since the establishment of Bailu Live. I am still very confident in terms of cooperation. The key is technology. This, we can only practice more."

"Brother Wei, thank you for looking up to me, but I may not be in the mood to practice recently."

Ai Yawei was taken aback for a moment, and immediately leaned in front of Xin Yu, whispering:

"Is it for Weibo?"

"So you know."

"I also read Weibo, okay, don't be too sad, who doesn't know that they are writing nonsense."

"I know, you believe it, but others don't believe it, and I heard from the company that it probably wants to use the method of frying CP to whitewash me and Yan Xiwen. This is too unfair to Yan Xiwen."

Ai Yawei patted him on the shoulder: "This matter is a bit of a headache, but there is nothing you can do about it. That Yang... Yang or something, is the boss of the company, isn't he about to go bankrupt? He can't even keep himself, You don't have the energy to take care of others."

Xin Yu took a sip of the wine, and the spicy taste melted down his throat, making him cough.

"Slow down, slow down, no one will fight with you." Ai Yawei quickly reached out to help him out.

"I really can't figure it out. Isn't real estate speculation a business that can make a profit without losing money? What he invested in was a high-end river view house. It stands to reason that it shouldn't be so miserable."

Ai Yawei thought for a while, then shook his head: "The unfinished building, I heard that the three people lost more than a billion yuan each, and Mr. Yang is not the worst one. Our former boss of Bailu committed suicide because of In this matter, it is said that the bank assesses the risk as too high and does not lend to them, and now that the purchase restriction order is issued, the property market is in a downturn, and property prices are soaring, many people are waiting for a chance to make a big fortune with a small one.”

Xin Yu didn't quite understand, so he could only drink one gulp after another.

"It was all stigmatized by the gang of real estate speculators. Now that banks have to borrow from the private sector, how can they have the money to give out tens of billions of loans to such risky investors."

Xin Yu was already a bit over the top at the moment, he opened his misty eyes and looked at the people who were chatting and laughing at the table and drinking, and he felt a sense of envy.

He used to try his best to make money and dreamed of becoming a rich man, but now he suddenly feels that being an ordinary person is already a very happy thing.

"It's a good building, how can you say that it's going to be scrapped..." Xin Yu muttered, his head bit by bit, and tiredness surged up in an instant.

"I heard that it was because of the haunting, and it was said to be very violent. Many people saw it with their own eyes. They saw the dead people repeating the actions they did before they were alive. They even took a video and posted it on the Internet. The whole family died at that time, and they all died of cerebral hemorrhage."

"How can it be so evil." Xin Yu didn't believe it.

"At the time of the forensic autopsy, the conclusion was that it was a cerebral hemorrhage and the pupils were constricted, but there was no trauma or disease, and no poisonous ingredients were detected in the body. dead.

"Then... what should we do?" Xin Yu imagined the scene for a while, and couldn't help but feel a surge of chills, and then leaned his head weakly against the wall behind him, staring at the chandelier above his head in a daze.

"Let's go with the flow, that's the only way to go." Ai Yawei could only comfort him in this way.

"But don't you think there is something strange about this matter?" At this time, the fat man who had been silent by the side suddenly made a sound.

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