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It was naturally Yuan Chen who came. Gu Enzhong had greeted Mr. Yamada earlier, saying that a friend would come to him in the next two days. If this person came, he could go directly to his room.

As soon as Gu Enzhong entered the door, he asked, "Why so fast?"

Yuan Chen was accustomed to his businesslike attitude, so he said, "The matter you asked me... I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

As soon as they arrived in Harbin that day, Yuan Chen and Gu Enzhong said goodbye at the airport, and then drove straight to the real destination of the trip to visit a person—namely, the author of "Golden Tide" and the famous writer Wu Meisen. widow.

Long before accepting the filming of "Star Rock", even before planning to come to Harbin for vacation, Gu Enzhong wanted to meet Mr. Wu, hoping that he would authorize the adaptation of "Golden Tide" into a script. Use this to make a movie.But just half a month ago, Mr. Wu passed away at home.

"If it weren't for seeing me as a public figure and showing me some face, I think they would have kicked me out." Yuan Chen didn't exaggerate, "It's only been half a month, and their family seems to be He has not yet come out of the death of Mr. Wu. Regarding the copyright issue of this book, Mr. Wu’s wife is okay to say, but his eldest son Wu Tong’s attitude is very tough. I have investigated and this person has lived in Uganda all year round Kampala, who had a business in Africa, did not return to China until the death of Mr. Wu. He was stubborn, hot-tempered, ambitious, and very unfriendly to people. I was worried that he would not easily let go of the copyright of this book.”

"What does he want?"

Yuan Chen sighed, shook his head and said, "I don't know. I can't see it. Logically speaking, this person is not short of money, but don't all businessmen pursue profits? I'm not sure if he wants to raise prices on copyrights." Mr. Wu's wife and his other daughter also inherited part of the copyright, but in their family, Wu Tong seems to have a lot of decision-making power." Yuan Chen said, "I think...you should go there yourself to compare good."

Gu En nodded emphatically, then raised his head and said to him, "This time, I will trouble you."

Hearing this, Yuan Chen rolled his eyes towards the roof, and said angrily, "Since you have said so, then if I don't ask for some reward, wouldn't I be sorry for you?"

Gu En smiled again, stood up and walked into another room.Yuan Chen was still sitting where he was, and when he came out he was holding something in his hand - a painting.He was shocked and said with a smile: "Ha - you really left something for me?"

Gu Enzhong turned the front of the painting towards him, and saw a deer with its antlers raised high, drinking water by the stream with its head down, and a squirrel who did not know it was faintly visible in the grass in the distance It is still a fox animal, and the artistic conception is lively.Gu Enzhong said: "This is a birch bark painting. I saw it in a small Russian-style shop. I thought you would like it, so I bought it."

Yuan Chen hugged the painting, touched it with his hands, and couldn't help laughing, but said: "This stuff is definitely not worth a lot of money, do you want to get rid of me because of this?"

Gu Enzhong seemed a little helpless, and asked, "Then what else do you want?"

"Want to play a cameo role for me in my next movie?" Yuan Chen asked flatteringly, but Gu Enzhong shook his head directly and said, "You're just fooling around, what kind of filming?"

Yuan Chen knew that Gu Enzhong had said more than once that the only role he could get was his first role, Xiaozhi in "Roller Skating Life", because it wasn't a show, it was him— — But he still refused to accept it: "Last month, I also won the 'Most Popular Actor of the Year' award."

Gu Enzhong didn't comment on this, he was very angry, and finally had to admit: "Well, I know you look down on my acting skills, but even so, haven't I been in this circle for so many years? I I don't necessarily have fewer fans than you."

"Okay, stop dawdling, get up and go out with me for a walk."

Yuan Chen reluctantly stood up, as if he had just noticed that Gu Zhao and Jian Mingcheng were not there, and asked him, "Where are the two of them? Go skiing?"

"Well, let's go now."

Under the clear blue sky, it is covered in silver, but there are not many people on the wide snowy road.The two found Gu Zhao and asked him where Jian Mingcheng was. He said, "A man came to Brother Cheng just now and said he wanted to talk to him, so they went over there."

Gu Zhao pointed in one direction, Gu Enzhong frowned suddenly, and asked him, "Is this someone you know?"

Gu Zhao shook his head and said, "I don't think Brother Cheng knows that person either, but..." He laughed strangely and said, "Maybe that person has taken a fancy to Brother Cheng and wants to strike up a conversation." Maybe—brother, you have to be careful."

Gu Enzhong slapped him mercilessly, and Gu Zhao was beaten for no reason, rubbing his head with an aggrieved expression.Yuan Chen laughed loudly, and said sarcastic words on the side: "Okay boy, you are getting more and more courageous, and you have won my true inheritance!"

Gu Enzhong ignored the two live treasures and walked in the direction that Gu Zhao pointed out just now.Gu Zhao shouted behind him: "Brother—Brother Cheng will be back in a while!" But Gu Enzhong only waved his hands with his back to them, and continued to walk forward.

Over there, Gu Enzhong's back gradually moved away; here, Yuan Chen wrapped his arms around Gu Zhao's shoulders, dragged him onto the snowy path, and said, "Leave him alone! Let's go, skate with me for a while." go!"

The sun faded in the afternoon, and the sky began to drizzle, and then the rain began to be mixed with snowflakes, sweeping the world.People exposed to the wind and snow, like birds returning to their nests, began to hide in places with shelters, in warm houses, and in places where the cold wind could not blow.

Yuan Chen repeatedly called Gu Enzhong in the room, but no one answered, but finally found that his mobile phone was silent and left in the room—Jian Mingcheng was nowhere to be seen, and Gu Enzhong had not returned yet.

Gu Zhao didn't seem to be as anxious as he was, still sitting cross-legged on the ground eating the sushi brought by the little girl Mo Xueyan, and comforting Yuan Chen: "Brother Chen, sit down and eat something. There's no use being anxious now Ah, besides, the two of them are not children..."

"Gu Zhao!" Yuan Chen roared, almost startling Gu Zhao, he said to him with a serious expression, "Tell me, what does the person looking for Jian Mingcheng look like?"

Gu Zhao was infected by his emotions, and he didn't dare to act foolishly anymore. He sat up, recalled, and said: "That man is very tall, about the same size as my brother, and he is dressed in black. He looks very handsome. Young, but a bit domineering..." At this point, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "That's right! He seems to know that Brother Cheng is a university teacher—I heard him shout at the beginning—" Teacher Jane'!"

Yuan Chen pursed his lips without saying a word, picked up his coat and walked out while putting it on his body.Seeing this, Gu Zhao quickly stood up and followed.When they walked down the corridor, the little girl Mo Xueyan ran up and handed them two umbrellas. Yuan Chen took one and said "thank you" with his head down. go.Gu Zhao also quickly took the umbrella and followed. In the snow, the two messy footprints were quickly buried by the heavy snow, and no traces could be seen.

The wind seems to be more noisy.

Jian Mingcheng never thought that he would face such an embarrassing situation in his lifetime. His secret and shady scars were cut open one by one, and exposed bloody in broad daylight.And the murderer played with the murder weapon contentedly, and watched him silently licking his wound with leisure.

Cheng Yu was very satisfied with his results, and tried every means to chase him to Harbin to warn a rival in love who was no threat to him—this was not boring, on the contrary, he liked to see this person in pain, which brought him a feeling of uneasiness. Compared with the sense of accomplishment and excitement - the love of the weak is the charity of the strong to them.

At this moment, he spoke condescendingly to Jian Mingcheng in a tone that seemed to be someone who had experienced it: "You know, people in the circle always have a bad reputation for such things, and Gu Enzhong is under a lot of pressure. You I also know how much he loves the career of acting—he has no backer, and everything he got now is the result of desperate efforts. If you ruin him just because of your affairs, then it will really be powerless .”

He smiled mischievously and said, "And, do you really think—how much weight do you have in his heart? If he had to choose between you and his acting career, tell me...which one would he choose? "

Jian Mingcheng's breathing was stagnant, and Cheng Yu continued to say with a smile: "That's the end of my words. After all, I'm still an outsider. What you want to do depends on yourself."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yu turned around and was about to leave, but Jian Mingcheng suddenly called out to him: "Wait!" His voice was calm, and he asked, "Tell me, why did you do this?"

"Why?" He stood there, pretending to be thinking, and finally said, "Maybe it's just because...not everyone, but Gu Enzhong. Do you think so?"

Jian Mingcheng smiled wryly, and said, "Your words... I don't have a single word to refute."

It wasn't until the wind and snow gradually started to increase that Jian Mingcheng suddenly realized that he couldn't find his way back.Looking around, the vast snow field, no direction, people seem to be isolated by this world in an instant, extremely small, extremely large, and extremely lonely.But the strange thing is that he is not flustered. Although the wind and snow are noisy, his heart is as calm as an ancient well, as if it has been silent for a thousand years, and there is no longer any waves.

He turned up his collar, wrapped his coat tightly, lowered his head and began to walk stubbornly in one direction—he knew it might be wrong, but he had no choice but to do so.