I rely on learning to dominate the entertainment industry [Ancient wear today]

Different from Zhang Zexin, although Fu Tingshen's movements were urgent, they were very measured. The movement of opening the door was so small that it could be ignored. Even so, the box quickly quieted down.

There is no other reason. After Fu Tingshen saw the scene in the box clearly, the low air pressure gradually spread from around his body to the whole box. Everyone who was still talking and laughing gradually fell silent after feeling the coercion coming from the door.

Then there's eye contact:

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know! I was almost scared to death!"

"Looks good!"

"When did you still lose your temper?"

"He seems to be looking at Brother Xingchen?"

……

Thank you for the tacit understanding of everyone working together in the crew, so that they can communicate without barriers even through their eyes.

But after Fu Tingshen's complexion deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally he could even drip water from the ground, even the eye contact disappeared.

Don't ask, if you don't dare!

Being in the top position for a long time, the majesty of Fu Qiye is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people. Usually, even if his eyes are a little wrong, it can make the high-level officials of the prosperous age tremble, let alone Fu Tingshen at this time. The "I'm angry" emotion.

"Xingchen...brother...brother, it's just...it's cool...quick! Continue...continue!"

However, Zhang Zexin, who should feel Fu Tingshen's emotions the most, did not respond at all. His brain had long been paralyzed by alcohol and lost his thinking, and he just kept persuading Li Xingchen to continue drinking.

As for Li Xingchen?

When Fu Tingshen appeared at the door of the box, he noticed it. Perhaps it was because the two of them connected with each other. This happened in his previous life. Whenever Fu Tingshen appeared near him, Li Xingchen could accurately sense his position.

Originally, Li Xingchen was a little panicked because of Fu Tingshen's arrival. You must know that his original plan was to drink a little along with Zhang Xinze, and then use the strength of alcohol to molested his little uncle.

If the little uncle asked, he could confidently say that it was his people who insisted on forcing him to drink, and he was drunk. Anyway, no one knew that he was never drunk.

But flirting with the little uncle after drinking, and being caught by the little uncle while drinking, these are completely different things!

For some reason, seeing Fu Tingshen's gloomy face, Li Xingchen felt a little guilty for no reason, and finally pretended to be drunk.

"What to drink?"

At this time, Fu Tingshen had walked slowly behind Li Xingchen, condescendingly looking down at Zhang Xinze who was already drunk, his eyes were full of displeasure.

Although the little guy has a bit of a sloppy mouth, he is generally a very well-behaved student. How did he learn to drink as soon as he arrived on the set?

"Drink...drink!" Zhang Xinze, who had no idea that his death was imminent, shook the wine glass in his hand, "Tonight we...we...no...we won't go home until we're drunk!"

Even though he was already too drunk, Zhang Xinze still didn't forget his purpose. After speaking, the expression on his face became obscene.

Who is Fu Tingshen?

Started a business at the age of 16, took over the Fu family, eradicated dissidents with a thunderbolt in the same year, and then led the entire Shengshi Group and the Fu family to the top of the Chinese pyramid in eight years. What kind of people have you never seen?

Looking at Zhang Zexin's expression at this time, one could tell what Zhang Zexin was planning, but he still held back:

"Drunk? What do you want to do next?"

"Of course...it's...Brother Dai Xing...Brother Xingchen...experience...the happiest...happy thing in the world!" Zhang Zexin, who had completely lost his ability to think, opened his mouth to express his deepest thoughts. There was even a hint of panic.

"The happiest thing? Huh?" Fu Tingshen repeated. After speaking, there was already unconcealable anger in his tone, but he didn't know whether the anger was aimed at the bold Zhang Zexin or at the defenseless Li Xingchen.

This little thing usually looks very smart in front of him, what's going on now?

Sensing Fu Tingshen's emotional changes, Li Xingchen, who had been pretending to be dead, finally raised his head and looked around in confusion. His eyes were full of doubts, as if he was thinking about why everyone suddenly became quiet.

Then, Li Xingchen seemed to see Fu Tingshen standing behind him.

"Little...little uncle?"

Unlike Zhang Xinze's stuttering when he was drunk, Li Xingchen's voice became extremely soft and waxy, and fell on the ears of outsiders, more like acting like a baby, so well-behaved that people couldn't help but want to bully.

As if feeling that he was hallucinating, Li Xingchen raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, then opened his eyes again, as if he was sure, and yelled at Fu Tingshen:

"Little uncle, why are you here!"

After speaking, she fell on Fu Tingshen, like a baby swallow returning to her nest, and fell into Fu Tingshen's arms.

Uncle?

Jiang Chang'an was still shocked by Li Xingchen's acting skills, who would have thought that a person who was sober and seemed to be able to drink another two catties suddenly seemed drunk?Immediately afterwards, he learned from Li Xingchen's words that Fu Tingshen was actually his little uncle?

Unlike others, Jiang Chang'an met Fu Tingshen once in his early years.

At that time, Fu Tingshen was only in his early twenties, but he didn't have the dazed energy of ordinary youngsters who just came out of society, but he was very mature and steady.

The aura around him is not comparable to those old foxes around him who have been in the mall for a long time. Even among many business and political leaders, he can talk and laugh happily, and he is not inferior at all.

At that time, Jiang Chang'an had just won a grand slam because of "Chu River", which can be described as a horseshoe disease.

Jiang Changan's family background is ordinary, the poor are suddenly rich, and the media and peers from all walks of life praise him so much, such as young talents, genius directors, and the glory of China's film and television industry...Jiang Changan, who is boasting one title after another, is a little smug, thinking that he is Just as everyone commented, he is the most powerful director in the Chinese film industry and the most outstanding talent among the young generation.

If it hadn't been for seeing such an excellent Fu Tingshen by accident, which caught Jiang Changan's attention, and learned of Fu Tingshen's identity and his excellent resume that rivaled his identity after many searches, Jiang Changan might still be living in the dream of outsiders boasting.

Such Fu Tingshen can be said to have slapped Jiang Changan very loudly.

Because compared with Fu Tingshen, what is his little achievement?Not to mention that Fu Tingshen is several years younger than him.

So even though Fu Tingshen may never know him, Jiang Changan, Jiang Changan still regards Fu Tingshen as a guiding light on his life path.

Recovering from the memory, Jiang Changan carefully looked at Fu Tingshen, who was covered in air-conditioning, and couldn't imagine him answering Li Xingchen's high school exercises with his mobile phone.

And what about Fu Tingshen?

All the anger in my heart dissipated because of Li Xingchen's soft and well-behaved "little uncle".

"It's hard for you to recognize who I am." Even so, Fu Tingshen's words were still full of lingering anger.

"Of course I recognize it!" Li Xingchen retorted unconvincedly, as if Fu Tingshen's slightly ironic words were displeased, but soon his voice became soft again, "As long as you are Fu Tingshen!"

Burying his head into Fu Tingshen's chest, Li Xingchen's eyes became serious:

As long as you are Fu Tingshen, even if you have experienced death, even if you are separated by thousands of years, even if you are reincarnated separately, I can still recognize you at a glance in the vast crowd.

Even if there was still a trace of depression left in his heart, it disappeared completely because of Li Xingchen's words, "As long as you are Fu Tingshen!"

Fu Ting bowed his head deeply, looking at Li Xingchen who was lying in his arms, limp and sweet, his eyes became darker, and finally even took on a hint of ferocity:

Little guy, you bumped in by yourself!

"Xing... Brother Xingchen?" At this moment, Zhang Xinze, unwilling to be lonely, finally couldn't help but open his mouth. After seeing Li Xingchen buried in Fu Ting's deep arms, a trace of displeasure appeared on his face, "You...you... doing what?"

That tone was exactly like a husband who caught his wife cheating.

Fu Tingshen, who had already forgotten about Zhang Xinze because of Li Xingchen's soft and well-behaved performance, refocused his attention on this ugly-looking, average-looking, wretched-looking person who was bad everywhere.

Those eyes were like looking at a dead person.

Sitting in the main seat, is the person of the prosperous age?

"Yan Zhou?" After discovering this, Fu Tingshen called Yan Zhou who was standing behind him, his voice was low, but his anger could not be concealed.

This person didn't make a sound, and he forgot that when he entered the door just now, it was this person who kept making the little guy drink?

He said how could such a well-behaved person like the little guy suddenly do such an outrageous thing, but after a lot of thinking, he didn't expect the problem to appear within the company.

"This is Zhang Zexin. He is the manager of the film and television investment department. He is Director Zhang's youngest son." If you still don't understand why Fu Tingshen is angry, Yan Zhou, the assistant, can resign. identity.

"Find out how he got into the company," Fu Ting snorted coldly, already guessing in his heart, "Let Zhang Dekang come to see me tomorrow!"

"Who, who wants to see my dad?" Zhang Zexin, who was already too drunk, got up angrily because of Fu Tingshen's words, "Do you know who my dad is? Do you think you can see him if you want?"

Perhaps it was because Zhang Zexin had said this too many times, even when he was drunk, he did not stutter at all.

Needless to say, this Zhang Dekang is Zhang Zexin's father, who is the Director Zhang that Yan Zhou mentioned.

"Take him to sober up," already dissatisfied with Zhang Zexin, Zhang Zexin's arrogant yelling at this time is like adding fuel to the flames, Fu Tingshen ordered Yanzhou with deep meaning, "And if some things can't be controlled, then Don't ask for it."

Fu Tingshen couldn't stop the violence in his heart as long as he thought that before he came, Zhang Zexin had some kind of nasty feelings towards the little guy.

"Yes." Yan Zhou gave Zhang Zexin a sympathetic look. Qi Ye has been cultivating himself for many years, and he rarely treats people with such cruel hands. This time, this unlucky guy actually caught up with him for the first time.

At the same time, Yan Zhou also became more curious about Li Xingchen.

He knew Li Xingchen, and he could even say that he was very familiar with him. Yan Zhou and Lin Jinshi had studied his information countless times, and they even analyzed Li Xingchen's entire information in private.

But who can tell him, when did Li Xingchen become so familiar with Qi Ye?

So the last time Qi Ye suddenly asked Steele, was it because of Li Xingchen?

Fu Tingshen naturally couldn't answer these questions in Yan Zhou's mind. Holding the drunk little guy in his arms, Fu Tingshen turned his head and looked at Jiang Chang'an who was sitting aside:

"The underage actors in your crew, are you just watching after drinking?"

Only now did Jiang Chang'an, who was being held accountable by Fu Tingshen, realize how powerful a person's aura can be.

There is no need to raise the volume, unnecessary body movements, or even lower your face, just using a flat tone can make people feel the pressure like a storm.

"I..." Jiang Changan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

What can he say?

Said he tried to persuade but could not?Li Xingchen took the initiative?

Can he say that?

"Little uncle..." Just when Jiang Changan was in a dilemma, Li Xingchen suddenly moved while being held in Fu Tingshen's arms, and called Fu Tingshen in a low voice.

"Huh?" Fu Tingshen took his gaze away from Jiang Changan, looked down at the restless little thing in his arms, his stern eyes softened instantly, and his tone was even more gentle like dripping water.

"Uncomfortable...I want to go home!" Li Xingchen said, burying his face on Fu Tingshen's neck and rubbing his face, his tone was so soft that he stepped on Fu Tingshen's body like a small pad in the palm of a kitten.

"Okay," Fu Tingshen didn't bother to scold Jiang Changan for a moment, and hugged the little guy in his arms, "Little uncle will take you home."

Turning his head to look at Yan Zhou, motioning him to solve Zhang Zexin's matter as soon as possible, Fu Tingshen left the box with Li Xingchen in his arms.

A while after Fu Tingshen left, the people in the box breathed a sigh of relief and became lively at the same time. However, compared to the excitement at the beginning, everyone seemed much more cautious. Even if they communicated, they talked in low voices in a small area:

"That's Brother Xingchen's little uncle? Looks so young, not yet thirty?"

"I know who he is!"

"who is it?"

"Brother Xingchen said 'Fu Tingshen' just now. If I heard correctly, he should be the current head of the Fu family, Fu Qiye."

"It can't be... the legendary Fu Qiye?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were still whispering and discussing all shut up, Fu Qiye, they are people who can't reach the top by climbing up for a lifetime, how dare they talk more in private?

But let's not talk about it publicly, and it's not impossible to discuss it in private. As bold as Lin Mengmeng, he immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked into a group called "Xingchen Brothers Support Club" in WeChat:

It's Mengmeng: I didn't say that, I somehow feel that there is a sense of CP between Brother Xingchen and Master Qi, is it my illusion?

It's Xiaoxi: It's not your illusion, my brother softened immediately in front of Master Qi!

It's Mengmeng: I suddenly want to stand on CP, someone wake me up!

It's Huahua: Brother is not yet an adult, are you devils?

It's Xiaoxi: But the aura is really... so appropriate!Even though the younger brother behaved softly, he was not inferior to Qi Ye at all!

……

And in the discussion of the "Support Club", Brother Xingchen, whose aura is not inferior to Fu Qiye at all, is now lying in Fu Qiye's arms and pretending to be dead.

Don't ask him why he pretended to be dead, just be afraid!

Thinking back when His Majesty first ascended the throne, Dongyu took advantage of the weak defense of the imperial power after the Great War of Nanyuan, entered the land of Nanyuan to burn, kill and loot.

They not only insulted the women in the Nanyuan Kingdom, but even the children were not spared. What's more, they treated the people of the Nanyuan Kingdom as animals and enslaved them in every possible way.

I never thought that after knowing the situation, His Majesty would not even take care of solving internal worries, so he immediately sent troops to Dongyu Capital and slaughtered all the people in Dongyu Imperial City.

At that time, many ministers persuaded His Majesty that the massacre of the city would harm the peace of heaven, and even damage the reputation of Nanyuan Kingdom, which was despised by the world.

But His Majesty was not moved at all. At that time, His Majesty once said:

"When the two countries fight, victory or defeat is a common thing. After the defeat, I am not unable to give up the city, but Dongyu has abused and humiliated the people of Nanyuan in every possible way. Now only slaughtering Dongyu's imperial city is my last kindness to them!"

From this, it can be seen that His Majesty is not a good man and a faithful woman, and even has the cruelty that all kings have.

The master of the state is just relying on His Majesty's favor, indulged in His Majesty, shit and piss.

Feeling the low pressure on Fu Tingshen's body now, the National Teacher naturally pretended to be dead.

"How old are you? Dare to drink? Drink so much?" Fu Tingshen, who didn't know Li Xingchen's inner thoughts, got more and more annoyed after he brought the little guy into the car, and slapped the little guy on the ass.

"Om-"

Li·Pretending to be Drunk·Xingchen felt Fu Tingshen's movements, and felt a surge of heat rushing straight to his forehead. He was in his 30s and was spanked, so who to ask for an excuse?

"Do you still dare? Huh?" Fu Tingshen said and patted Li Xingchen's buttocks again.

"Little uncle!" Fearing that Fu Tingshen would continue, Li Xingchen didn't care to pretend to be dead, so he hurriedly raised his head from Fu Tingshen's arms, his eyes full of grievances.

What are you doing?Why did you hit me?

Understanding Li Xingchen's aggrieved eyes, even Fu Tingshen was a little embarrassed.

As straight as Fu Qiye, he would naturally not admit it. After the first slap, he had already calmed down, but it was because the little guy's butt was chubby, and it felt like a bomb, so he found a reason to slap him Second time.

"Little uncle." Seeing that Fu Tingshen's expression softened, Li Xingchen leaned into his arms again, eating tender tofu with the strength of alcohol, "Little uncle, I really like you! You like me too, Are you okay?"

One sentence is good, it is extremely wronged, as if Fu Tingshen doesn't agree, he can cry directly.

He said grievances on his lips, but the movements in his hands were extremely domineering. Not only did he get his hands in from the hem of Fu Tingshen's clothes, but he also touched and rubbed them, extremely arrogant.

Feeling the inconsistency of the little thing, Fu Ting laughed deeply, but didn't stop him, and replied in a calm voice:

"it is good."