Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

After finalizing Lu Shizhi, one of the leading actors in his next movie, Mo Ci asked the waiter to come in to replace the white water and bring in a bottle of wine.

He tilted his head slightly, his long hair poured down from his shoulders, and the ends were winding on the wine-red sofa, then he raised his hand and rubbed his painful temples. He has not slept too much recently, and he always feels that he is on the verge of dying Wandering, if this continues, he will definitely die.

He picked up his cell phone and made a call, "I've settled the deal here."

"So fast?" Xu Zihe on the opposite side was surprised and said, "As expected of the boss."

"Help me save a game over there," Mo Ci closed his eyes, "When the person arrives, the rest is money."

"Actually, there's no need," Xu Zihe said, "Your movies, Shengshi, Huaxuan, Xingguang, which one of you don't want to directly inject capital, you are so troublesome..."

"I am willing." Mo cut off his words, "Just listen to what I say."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Before hanging up the phone, Xu Zihe warned again, "You're outside, right? You should drink less, so you can live for a few more years."

Hearing this sentence, Mo Ci was a little amused, and left a sentence, "I only care about carpe diem." Then he hung up the phone.

The door of the box was pushed open again, and it was still the waiter just now. There was a bottle of Bordeaux white wine in the tray, and the transparent wine was slowly poured into the goblet, releasing a little rich aroma.

However, Mo Ci's attention at the moment was on the waiter. The waiter had fair skin and deep features, and his lowered head looked a bit like an acquaintance under the dim light.

The waiter seemed to be aware of Mo Ci's gaze, and he raised his head. As expected, he had an exotic face, but unfortunately his eyebrows were too docile, like a fake painted skin. "Mr. Mo, is there anything else you need?"

Mo Ci propped up his chin with one hand, and there was a little smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, but his eyes were still a light glass color, with a clear light.

He is always beautiful, fierce and bright, and he can easily blend in with all the rich and luxurious and separate from each other.

Seeing such a situation, the waiter was a little nervous for no reason, so he asked again in fluent Chinese, "Mr. Mo?"

After a long while, Mo Ci smiled slowly, stretching the tone a little. "No, I just think you're pretty."

Mo Ci didn't know exactly what time it was when he returned to Yulin Villa, but the sky was dim and the moon and stars were few and far between, making people breathless but feeling at ease, like all kinds of small spaces.

He finds that he likes to use analogies and inferences more and more now. It seems that the perception of one thing always needs to be achieved by another thing. you are not normal.

He threw the wallet to the French waiter who brought him back, then hooked his chin, slammed the car door neatly and walked towards the villa.

"It's just one night, my great beauty. I thought you were just drinking when you said carpe diem. I didn't expect you to have a new love, and you are an international friend." Xu Zihe opened Weibo, although there was no On the hot search, there are several Weibo related to Mo Ci, and the pictures are all at the entrance of the bar. Mo Ci pressed a blond man on top of his car. People dragged into the car to have a stimulating sex scene.That sentence is indeed true, Mo Ci alone is enough to support a group of paparazzi and marketing accounts who are engaged in gossip.

"Yeah." He drank a little too much last night, and now he still has some headaches, so he simply nodded along Xu Zihe's meaning.

"Hey, I remember that two or three years ago, you also liked the international friend..." It was still an international friend from far away France.

But before Xu Zihe finished his sentence, he saw Mo Ci looking at him coldly, with his lips pursed into a half-smile.He stopped immediately.That's right, after so many years of having fun, Mo Ci has rarely succeeded, but he still talks about it. Although he won't be angry, he is afraid that this guy will trip him secretly.

"Let's get down to business, let's get down to business. There's an idiot going to the game tonight. You should have some snacks. Don't stay there for so long and be ruined all at once."

"Are you serious? If you put it this way, those who don't know will think I'm going to be gay soon." Mo Ci squinted at him, "But it doesn't really matter, as long as you don't hit third base, you can touch it a few times." Oh, besides, even if you really go to bed, it doesn't matter who is pressing the other."

"All right, all right." Xu Zihe has been with him for six or seven years, and he has probably figured out Mo Ci's character. Young Master Mo has always played in the world for fun, and he probably gave all his emotional focus to the movies, and he is promiscuous in other places. That makes sense.The only pity is that he lives like an old mother for him.

At this moment, Xu Zihe glanced at his phone, was stunned for a moment, and sighed in his heart that the world is really big and small, and if you are destined, you can meet together no matter what, he hesitated for a long time before saying, "Mo Ci, I just said The international friend mentioned has come to China."

Mo Ci paused for a moment, then laughed again, "If he wants to come back, come back, I don't care about my business." It's just a foreign young master he picked out for fun, and Mo Ci is also responsible for the aftermath of the other party's life Make money by helping the other party plan their schedule like a secretary assistant?

ridiculous.

Seeing the sarcasm on his face, Xu Zihe knew that the story between the other party and that international friend must not be over yet.

"Mr. Merovingian," Mr. Zhou hurriedly greeted this French gentleman when he saw him. They had just set up with an old family business like Merovingian, but the person who came to inspect the other party was already a member of the family. Can't figure it out.It is estimated that the inspection of them is just in passing, and there should be other important things.

Yu Chu took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of ocean blue eyes, and he spoke extremely fluent Chinese. "I have the name of Hua, and my surname is Yu."

"Okay, okay," Mr. Zhou shook hands with him, "Mr. Yu."

After Mr. Zhou sat down, he took the time to serve the dishes and took a closer look at the young president. The Merovingian's main business is various cultural production lines and luxury goods, bags, shoes, clothes, jewelry, perfumes, magazines, Movies, and most importantly, antique paintings.The man in front of me looks like a French gentleman who came out of an oil painting, with black hair, blue eyes, deep eyebrows and rigorous suits, he is not the same as those who are obsessed with shopping malls, but more like... .Yes, like those movie stars walking down the red carpet.

Oh, by the way, the name of the previous film by the director his daughter liked seemed to be related to some disease, and the male protagonist in it had such a face, but it was not released in the end.

When he was thinking about it, Yu Chu turned around and smiled at him, "Mr. Zhou, look at me for so long, what can I see?"

"Oh, no, it's just that Mr. Yu, you look like a star, but you only made one movie and it hasn't been released yet. I think you've heard of that director. It's called Mo Ci." Mr. Zhou was afraid of Yu Chu I didn't know him, so I added, "He's a frequent visitor to Cannes Berlin."

"I know him, Mo Ci, he is my favorite director." When Yu Chu said this, it seemed that there was something different from before, like waves in a quiet lake .

"Oh, that's good. Mo Ci seems to be next door. He came tonight to solicit investment for a new movie, and my friend is also there." Mr. Zhou wanted to make a good sale, "Why don't you come with me to meet him ?”

"Okay." Yu Chu lowered his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Then I will trouble Mr. Zhou."

The Hua people are very strange. Some serious things are negotiated in unscrupulous places. For example, now, Mo Ci is talking about business at the wine table.

Xu Zihe recruited four or five investors, but as soon as he entered, he saw the idiot Xu Zihe mentioned. There was no way, who made this the most attentive.The second generation ancestor who spent wantonly with his father's money now seems to want the money to pamper him. I really don't know if he has a fish tank on his shoulder.

"Mo Dao," said Hu Linrun, the second generation ancestor with a fish tank on his shoulder, leaned over and took the wine, "It's too late, how about a fine?"

Mo Ci didn't talk nonsense with him, took the wine glass from the opponent's hand and finished it in one sip, then turned the glass upside down and smiled at them.

"Director Mo is really heroic," Hu Linrun leaned towards him, "I don't know if he is also so heroic in other things."

alright.Mo Ci once again confirmed that this guy's brain is not working.

Probably after the investment was settled, Zhenchun drank. Xu Zihe accompanied an investor who was checked by his family to pick up the car. Without him stopping him, Mo Ci drank more.

Hu Linrun has been leaning against Mo Ci's side since just now, and now there is no Xu Zihe looking at him like an old lady, and he is even more ambiguous, with his hands directly on his waist. "Mo Dao, if you are willing, I will definitely give you everything here."

"Willing to give anything?" Mo Ci had heard too many tender words and said a lot himself. If it wasn't for investment, he wouldn't plan to talk nonsense with this person.

"Of course," Hu Linrun's hand slid up and down. He had indeed been chasing Mo Ci for a while. If he could get this person with some money, he would be willing to do so.

Mo Ci just wanted to answer that you are willing, but it is useless, he was not suppressed by others,

But before that, the door of the private room opened, Mr. Zhou came in first, he greeted Mo Ci, and the people behind came in. The other party had black hair and blue eyes, and he was facing the people in the room in a suit and leather shoes. The man nodded.

Mr. Zhou immediately said, "Director Mo, let me introduce you. This gentleman likes your movies very much. You can call him Mr. Yu. He is a collector from France."

"How could you not know each other?" Mo cut off his words, maintained an intimate posture with Hu Linrun, raised his chin, looked at the elegant French gentleman, his voice was low and hoarse, and deliberately seduced him, "This is , my hero."

"Long time no see, Mr. Merovingian."

Yu Chu also looked at him, nodded gently, and his eyes fell on Hu Linrun's arm around his waist, "Director, long time no see."