The entire entertainment industry is fascinated by the demon leader [Transmigration Book]

Eleven forty in the morning.

Fu Lisao finished the work that was delayed due to someone and some inexplicable reasons yesterday, and put the Dongpo meat and rice in the lunch box into the microwave to heat up.

In an instant, the rich aroma of meat and rice wafted out with a faint aroma of wine.

The white rice grains in the lunch box are crystal clear, and the fat and thin Dongpo meat with red color is spread tremblingly on it, and the thick soup is poured on half of the rice grains, wrapping the rice grains evenly inside, making people look I couldn't help but move my index finger.

Fu Lisao took a piece of Dongpo meat and put it in his mouth.

The meat has long been stewed until crispy, but because it is tied with a rope, it is still a complete piece. When you bite it lightly, the fragrant, glutinous and mellow meat fragrance permeates the entire mouth, but it is not greasy at all. It blends perfectly with the aroma of meat, and the fragrance is unimaginable.

Fu Lisao narrowed her eyes slightly, savoring carefully.

Yes, that's the taste.

Both of his parents died when he was young.His father passed away shortly after he was born, and his mother missed him every day, and became sick with grief, and followed him within two years.His brother Fu Jingshi was two years older than him, and he had told him many stories about his mother before, but he was still young at that time, if he hadn't seen the photos, he could hardly remember his mother's face.

But he miraculously remembered the taste.

During the Spring Festival when he was two years old, his mother got up from the hospital bed and cooked a pot of Dongpo pork for his brothers and grandfather, stewing it slowly over low heat.With the sound of crackling firecrackers outside, he and his elder brother each moved a small mat, squatted at the door of the kitchen, sucked their saliva, and waited all afternoon.

It was a warm and happy time that he rarely remembered.

So last night at Cheng Zisui's house, when he smelled the familiar smell, he unconsciously lost his mind and did something that he couldn't understand.

For example, self-disclosure underwear size.

For example... without forcing out the truth, he easily agreed to unfreeze his bank card, just for this pot of Dongpo meat.

But why Dongpo pork?

Even if Cheng Xunsui is an ancient person, there are many famous dishes in ancient times... Why is it Dongpo pork?

Fu Lisao stared at the meat in the bowl and pondered for a moment, took the mobile phone next to him, clicked on Weibo hot search, wanted to see the follow-up fermentation of yesterday's incident, and the result was five big words - Cheng Zisui jumped off the building.

Hot search first.

There is a small explosive word after the entry.

Fu Lisao! ! !

He felt his heart, which had been silent for a long time, startled, and clicked in. The hottest Weibo was a live broadcast from an entertainment marketing account.

Fu Lisao didn't have time to watch the live broadcast, so he glanced at ten lines and scanned the comments below.

Comments were almost polarizing.

Part cynicism.

Cheng Zunsui jumped off the building?Is he finally going to kill himself?

The scourge will last for thousands of years... Even if the earth is destroyed, it is impossible for him to commit suicide, okay?

Cheng Zuojing is acting again!

……

Part of it was amazed and admired.

Am I wrong?Cheng Zunsui would do this for Wen Anran?

Damn!How did I see the vague sense of c...hel!help me!

Crazy Cheng is suddenly so ah!

……

Fu Lisao? ? ?

But finally a little rest assured.

As long as people don't die.

He clicked on the live broadcast "..."

……

A third-rate entertainment company like Jiachuang Entertainment and an [-]th-tier artist like Wen Anran have no big surprises. Hou Yu can't hire any big entertainment websites and newspaper reporters at all, but the little gossip reporter has come Quite a few, seeing Cheng Zuojing jumping off a building is such an explosive material, how can there be no reason not to explode?

There were quite a few people at the scene holding their mobile phones and starting the live broadcast.

But soon some staff notified the security guards and began to try to drive away the reporters and forcibly closed the door of the office.

Cheng Zunsui clicked his tongue, thinking how boring this is.

It's not his style to give up halfway.

but……

Cheng Zunsui asked, "Xiao Wen, do you want to terminate the contract?"

Wen Anran was confused by his coquettish operation, and only now came back to his senses. He bit his lower lip with his small teeth like shellfish, shook his head slowly, and nodded again.

He didn't want to terminate the contract because all the remuneration he had received over the years had been used to pay his mother's high medical expenses, and he couldn't afford so much liquidated damages right now.

He wanted to terminate the contract because he was completely disappointed with the company.

Children have everything they think written on their faces.

Cheng Zunsui reached out to stroke his dark chestnut hair.

Wen Anran is so cute, she doesn't have to worry about not being signed by a company.

And according to the development direction of the main plot, Wen Anran will sooner or later be a signed artist of Fu's Fengsao Media, and later become the first brother of Fengsao Media.

The so-called closeness to the water is the first to get the moon, and if you don't sign with Fengsao Media, how can it be convenient to fall in love with Fu Lisao?

So it is better to terminate the contract as soon as possible.

What's more, after Jiachuang Entertainment was acquired by Huilan Group, there is really no need to stay for this small entertainment company.

But even if he wanted to terminate the contract, he couldn't be bullied by the company in vain.

Cheng Zuisui jumped down from the window sill nimbly, held Wen Anran with one hand, and pulled Hou Yu's neckline with the other, and smiled sinisterly at him, "The 27th floor is still too low, if you don't fall to your death...then the excitement will be great." Looks good. Don't you think so?"

He smiled evilly and pulled Hou Yu's tie and left. Hou Yu struggled twice, but he didn't break free, but was staggered by him.

Wen Anran looked at him worriedly, "Brother, don't..."

"Don't worry," he lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Wen Anran's ear, "I just want to scare him. Be good, wait for me here...huh?"

Cheng Zuisui and Wen Anran finished biting their ears, let go of his hand, and smiled at the reporters, "Let's continue in another place, how about?"

The reporters moved out of the way, Cheng Zunsui dragged Hou Yu into the elevator, led a group of reporters, and went up to the rooftop in a mighty manner, then loosened Hou Yu's tie, and even gently adjusted his neckline, said with a smile "Lend me your phone."

Hou Yu didn't speak, but moved his left finger slightly.

Cheng Zunsui judged where his phone was from his body language, reached out his hand to take out the phone from his left pocket, and cleared all the message records in WeChat, together with the contacts, with one click.

"Ah! My hand slipped," he exclaimed exaggeratedly, and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, your evidence is gone."

The vocabulary I just learned yesterday when I swiped Weibo, I will use it today.

excellent!

"It doesn't matter, anyway... what is it called? Recovering data?" Cheng Xunsui held up his mobile phone, took two steps back, and retreated to the side of the building. The internal force shattered the inside of the mobile phone, and then with five fingers, the mobile phone disappeared. The top floor of the 52nd floor fell, and it took a while before it hit the flower bed downstairs and fell apart.

"Ah, my hand is slipping again!" Cheng Zunsui looked down regretfully, smiled slightly and said, "I'm so sorry, there is no possibility of recovery."

The corner of Hou Yu's mouth twitched, "..."

madman!

"It's better to be kind. I'm very kind. I don't want to force others to do anything. It's fine to terminate the contract, as long as Brother Hou and your company... Mr. Cui? Are you willing to publicly bow and apologize to Wen Anran and stop demanding liquidated damages?" , let's stop here for today's matter, otherwise..." Cheng Zunsui took two steps back, barely stopping on the edge, showing a slightly crazy smile.

"Don't, don't... everything is negotiable!" Hou Yu was heartbroken, if Cheng Zunsui really jumped from here today, the ruthless second young master of the Fu family still doesn't know how to torment him!

Many reporters also became worried and persuaded them one after another.

At this moment, a voice sneered, "Jump! Jump if you have the guts!"

Cheng Zunsui followed his reputation.

It turned out to be Geng Jianian.

He almost forgot that Geng Jianian and Wen Anran were artists under the same company and different managers.

"Yesterday's daddy, you haven't called yet, dear son, when are you going to change your mind?" Cheng Zunsui took half a step back, with half of his foot dangling on the edge, and smiled at him, "If I dare to jump, Have you kept your father's filial piety for three years?"