President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The production director temporarily placed Liang Xiao in the large studio of the crew, hurried out for half the night, and when he came back, his face was already extremely ugly.

"It doesn't matter." Liang Xiao took the initiative to say, "I didn't enter the door."

"It's a good thing you didn't come in."

The production director sighed: "Turn around, the pinhole camera installed under the TV, you can't find it if you don't look carefully..."

Liang Xiao nodded: "It's best to check in other teachers' rooms as well."

"I have contacted all the teams. I will investigate overnight tonight, and I will hold the hotel accountable tomorrow morning."

The production director closed the door, thought for a while, and gave them a word: "It's not necessarily that you recruited it... This drama has a gambling agreement."

Duan Ming instantly understood: "Is someone playing tricks?"

"It's hard to say." The production director rubbed his forehead, "What really went wrong, the blow must be much heavier than normal shooting."

Director Jin devoted himself to filming and never cared about these things, but there was already a huge funding gap for costume dramas and art, and it has become more and more difficult to attract investment in the recent winter of film and television.

Jin Zhenbo has been filming for so many years, it is impossible not to provoke people.If there is a problem with the drama of the gambling agreement, the pressure of paying compensation out of pocket can make the crew stop immediately.

The director of the production had lingering fears, and thanked Liang Xiao: "Fortunately, you discovered it early."

Liang Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry, this method will only be used once, and you will resort to the law again."

Production director: "Tomorrow, Life Production will book another hotel, reopen a few clean rooms, and check them carefully, you—"

Duan Ming answered in time: "No, we can just go out and live."

The production director froze for a moment, hesitated and didn't speak.

"It's our problem." Duan Ming glanced at Liang Xiao, pondered for a while, and made an excuse in a low voice, "I just moved to Xingguan and the contract was finalized, so be careful..."

The production director instantly understood: "I understand."

No matter which side the problem is, it is impossible for a company to like an artist who causes trouble as soon as he changes jobs.

In such an unexpected situation, Liang Xiao was more cautious and asked to go out to live, which was also reasonable.

"It's a reasonable request." The production director turned over the phone and informed the financial manager, "Mr. Liang will go out to live, and the crew will reimburse the expenses incurred."

Duan Ming didn't refuse, but thanked him.

The production director waved his hands again and again, and sincerely apologized for his negligence tonight, and sent them out of the house.

Liang Xiao realized the situation too early, and the production crew also dealt with it vigorously, and the inside and outside of the hotel were still very quiet.

It was the first time for the assistant to see the intrigue in this kind of circle, and he was worried: "Will it be like this in the future?"

"No more." Liang Xiao shook his head, "This kind of thing only happens once."

There are also unwritten rules in the circle. If this kind of dirty trick is used, it will be roughly flattened before it can cause a splash. The people behind the scenes don't want to be retaliated and disappear from the circle directly, so they will naturally stop soberly.

Regardless of the unspoken rules, the investors who have signed the VAM agreement will not sit back and watch this happen.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief: "Director Jin must be very angry tomorrow."

Liang Xiao smiled, walked a few steps, and couldn't help being curious: "Brother Duan?"

Duan Ming came back to his senses: "What?"

Liang Xiao shook his hands in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think—"

Duan Ming held back for a long time, then sighed heavily: "It's okay, I'm just... just thinking about it."

Duan Ming rubbed his face vigorously, and said in a low voice, "Before the director of the production comes back, I thought... In case Mr. Huo came, I wanted to surprise you."

Although with Mr. Huo's temper, it is unlikely that he would do such a slightly offensive thing to Mr. Liang, but maybe the housekeeper got involved in some logic and temporarily blinded his mind.

Duan Ming originally had a glimmer of hope, hoping that in the end it would be an oolong, and the crew would come back with a few snow-covered ice sculptures to invite them over.

Liang Xiao was sober and shook his head: "Then my hand will be glued to the door."

Duan Ming: "..."

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Liang Xiao took the initiative to analyze for the manager: "According to the speed at which Mr. Huo fried the kitchen and repaired Huo's house, Mr. Huo's next visit will probably be one to two days away."

Duan Ming: "Can't the repair speed of Huo's house be a variable?"

Liang Xiao really didn't think about this, he was stunned for a while, and was still calculating carefully, Duan Ming had already stuffed two warm treasure stickers.

Liang Xiao didn't feel cold: "No need..."

Duan Ming directly helped him tear it open: "Paste it."

Liang Xiao came back from the set, and he didn't even take a hot shower until now, and he didn't realize that his lips had already turned pale from the cold.

Duan Ming regretted that he didn't go back to his room to get some thick clothes for him. He sent a message to the Xingguan team, and asked where the car went again: "Where are you staying tonight?"

Duan Ming checked it just now, but he couldn't find a suitable one: "There are a few hotels in the city center, the location is a little far away, and I was afraid it would be midnight in the past. Apart from this, there is only one five-star hotel nearby..."

Liang Xiao gave him the red envelope stuffed by the production director: "Brother Duan, take Xiaogong and pick one to live in."

Duan Ming was stunned for a moment: "Are you going to cry from this side and run home to find Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao looked at him incredulously: "..."

Duan Ming swallowed back the words: "What should you do?"

"I'm fine." Liang Xiao was vague, "Meet the crew directly tomorrow."

Duan Ming was silent for a while, and translated: "You are not going to sleep today, you have to make do with the night in the car."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, did not speak, and smiled with his head down.

Duan Ming panicked in his heart: "We won't go either, we will stay with you."

Liang Xiao: "...Brother Duan."

Duan Ming returned the red envelope to him.

Liang Xiao didn't answer, held his hand, and was moved for a while: "There are no more than three people in the car. If you are not in the car, I can lie down for a while."

Duan Ming: "..."

The nanny car is spacious, air-conditioned and has a small sofa, so it’s not uncomfortable to lie down overnight with all your clothes on.

Liang Xiao didn't really want to lie down with his manager's assistant for the whole night, he was a bit embarrassed, and after deliberating, he wanted to persuade him again, but Duan Ming pressed his back while covering his mouth.

Duan Ming was so angry that he had a headache, he was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Don't be like this."

Liang Xiao froze for a moment: "What?"

"Hold it in." Duan Ming said, "Back then you were holding it back. We all know that you were uncomfortable. You refused to say anything. You insisted on crying when you were drunk..."

Liang Xiao blinked his eyes, but didn't speak.

The assistant helped Liang Xiao explain in a low voice: "Brother Xiao didn't, Brother Xiao got drunk in the flower bed, thought he was on the roof, felt the wind was so strong and was scared to cry."

"..." Liang Xiao patted him on the back: "Thank you."

The assistant firmly stood on his side, nodded to Liang Xiao, and moved to his side.

Duan Ming did not continue, looked at the time, and looked for the shadow of the car in the darkness outside the window.

Liang Xiao was drunk and stupid that day, making endless noises, and was finally rescued safely from the flower bed less than half a meter above the ground by them tied with a safety rope, and was still crying.

He looks clean, with a clear and pure youthful look in his brows and eyes, crying himself into a small ball that cannot be broken apart.

A group of rescuers who were dumbfounded also softened their hearts. Without saying a word, they put a blanket on him and led him to an empty lounge to relax.

Duan Ming was so busy with the lawsuit, he thanked him in a disheveled manner, and came back with big strides to prepare for his training.

The lounge door was ajar, leaving only a small gap.

Duan Ming was about to push the door, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

Liang Xiao was so drunk that he couldn't figure out who he was, he hugged the blanket and knelt on the ground, crying so hard that his whole body trembled silently.

……

Duan Ming never thought so much about asking Mr. Huo to press him on the desk and kiss him: "Do you want to... give Mr. Huo a call?"

Liang Xiao was putting warm stickers on himself, when he heard this, he was stunned: "Now?"

It's past midnight, Duan Ming looked at the dark night, discouraged: "Forget it, Mr. Huo is probably tired from the explosion."

After Liang Xiao posted it, he wrapped it in his coat.

"It's nothing, I asked, it's subconscious stress... I can't control it subjectively." Liang Xiao walked to the door and explained to him in a low voice, "It will be fine in a few years."

Duan Ming looked at him, but didn't speak.

Liang Xiao stood for a while, opened the door, and looked outside.

There was no moon and no light, and the lights trembled in the wind, illuminating the dark night that could hardly be melted away.

Duan Ming couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand and tugged at him: "Come back—"

Liang Xiao pointed out the door: "The car is here."

Duan Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at the nanny's car parked at the door, shook his head to calm himself, and grabbed him: "Wait a minute, let's go there first."

Liang Xiao was slightly dumb: "It doesn't matter."

"It's always right to be more careful." Duan Ming pulled him back, "If there is any problem in the car, if you stress out again, wouldn't Xiaogong and I want to accompany you to sleep on the overpass..."

Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing: "No, it will definitely be fine this time."

Duan Ming frowned: "Why?"

"Metaphysics." Liang Xiao looked outside the door, "The sixth sense has been honed for a long time."

Duan Ming: "..."

"Really, it was also when I found out that the door was wrong."

Liang Xiao opened the door: "My sixth sense tells me that there must be something wrong with that door."

Duan Ming was so sad that he couldn't move, and he said numbly, "What about this time?"

This time the window was left open, Liang Xiao recognized the driver that Xingguan assigned him, and he had already carefully inspected the driver's cab with the light just now.

Liang Xiao was very confident: "No problem, this is an ordinary nanny car with an ordinary driver inside, and nothing else."

The nanny's car stopped at the door, Liang Xiaokuan's manager's heart swore, "It's definitely fine, trust my intuition."

Duan Ming: "There's nothing in the car?"

"There's nothing in the car."

Liang Xiao trusted Xing Guan, and knew that Huo Lan would never put him in any danger.

Liang Xiao confidently opened the car door: "My long-honed sixth sense—"

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming: "What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao: "Wrong."

Duan Ming was stunned, and wanted to ask again, but watched Liang Xiao quickly close the car door.

Liang Xiao turned around and stuffed a red envelope into his arms: "Brother Duan, you take Xiaogong to live in a five-star hotel, I will make up for the lack of money..."

It was the first time Duan Ming saw him so generous, he took the red envelope and babbled nonsense: "How about you, why don't you go get an alpha and let off steam all night?"

Liang Xiao stared round his eyes, looked at him in disbelief for a while, and his ears became a little hot: "...Yes."

Duan Ming: "???"

Liang Xiao didn't have time to explain, he pushed him and Xiao Gong into the auxiliary car that was following, ran back a few steps, and opened the car door panting lightly.

The lights were scorching hot, pouring out along the car door, crowding out the cold night.

Alpha, who was slapped firmly in the door and was about to be wrapped up for a whole night of sensuality, only put on a shirt hastily.

It was rare that the neckline was not neat enough, and the cuff buttons were not fastened in time, so Hei Che's eyes fixed on him.

"Liang Xiao."

Huo Lan stretched out his hand: "Go home."