Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

"The contract is terminated?"

"Yes, the official blog has just been posted, and Fan Chuyu was terminated by Qingyi."

Zhao Si also asked, "What's the reason?"

"I didn't go into details, I just said it violated the spirit of the industry contract and the contract code." Fei Dajin thought for a while, then lowered his voice a bit: "But I thought about it, no matter how he said it, he also recognized Fan Shengtian as his godfather. Can't be fired by my father? Do you think it's..."

Zhao Si also knew what he meant, Shensi remained silent and didn't answer.

Seeing that he was silent, Fei Dajin changed the subject: "By the way, what do you want to eat in the morning? Take a walk around the snack street?"

Zhao Siyi could only say honestly, "I'm still here in Jiangcheng."

"..." Fei Dajin was quiet for five seconds: "Drink more hot water..."

Zhao Siyi: Get lost.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng had already come out of the bathroom, Zhao Siyi jumped in two steps, took out a set of toothbrushes without making a sound, and asked while squeezing the toothpaste, "Fan Chuyu's contract has been terminated, do you know?"

Jiang Cheng's voice was far away, as if he was changing clothes in a bedroom, and he gave a vague "hmm".

No surprises or surprises, obviously already known.

Zhao Siyi was brushing his teeth while pondering his words, and a grunt voice came out: "It doesn't take much to be happy..." What if his godfather puts you on small shoes in the future?

There was no sound from Jiangcheng. After rinsing his mouth and washing his face, he paused for a moment facing the bright and spacious countertop.

The bathroom door was ajar, blocking the view, Zhao Siyi held the toothbrush in his hand, and did not move for a while.

The next second, he gently inserted the toothbrush into the same glass in Jiangcheng, and then stood there in a daze for a while.

The glass with two toothbrushes inserted, a few drops of water splashed on the mirror, and the figure in it became tiny, as if it was just a momentary thought.

A low voice suddenly came from outside, continuing the disconnected conversation.

Jiang Cheng: "I didn't terminate his contract."

Zhao Si also came back to his senses, Jiang Cheng didn't say any more, he thought about it and didn't ask any more questions, he looked at the small cup with two toothbrushes in it for a while, and then took down his own toothbrush.

Zhao Si didn't dare to throw it into the trash can, so he put it in a plastic bag and took it out when he was about to leave. Then he wiped off his used glass and put it back in its original position with the rim facing down.

It's not a well-managed brand hotel. Given Jiangcheng's popularity and popularity, leaving two toothbrushes and two used glasses is too easy to attract rumors and guesses.

Zhao Si also returned to his original state before leaving the bathroom, and the phone on the table rang in the next second.

From yesterday to now, he did not answer the phone according to Fei Dajin's instructions, but now the note on it was Dong Dongdong, and Zhao Si didn't think too much about it, so he pressed the answer button.

"Xia Qi?"

There was a capable female voice on the other end of the phone. Just as Zhao Siyi was about to hang up, the other party had already reported his family name: "I'm Qingyi's agency director, Song Meixia, Jiangcheng's manager."

The last five words were a little eye-catching, Zhao Siyi paused for a second, and then remembered that Dong Dongdong did often call "Sister Xia" on the phone on the set, and felt that he should not be a tabloid reporter of the third class.

Zhao Si also learned how to say hello: "Sister Xia."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng glanced over, his eyes a bit complicated.

Song Meixia on the other side squeezed out a laugh: "You don't need to look outside, just call me May."

Zhao Si also obeyed: "Sister Xia."

"..."

Song Meixia simply raised her leg and stepped over the hurdle of "Xia", and quickly explained her purpose:

"You know, the public opinion can't accept it now."

Indeed, from Zhao Xiaoli's confession to Fan Chuyu's termination of the contract, even those who have a hole in their head can connect the matter. The speculation about Fan Chuyu's adoption has been brilliant.

But what Song Meixia cares about is that the entire Qingyi Company has also been labeled as a villain who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong.The silence of the two days before the incident broke out was directly interpreted as wanting to blame the artists of the same crew, and the reputation took a turn for the worse.

"I wanted to have a face-to-face interview, but you didn't answer the phone call from the publicity department yesterday, and your manager turned off the phone, and you didn't seem to be there when you knocked on the door." Song Meixia smiled: "Mr. Xia is busy?"

Zhao Si also glanced at Jiang Cheng, smiled and said: "Yes, I was taking care of the children yesterday, so I didn't have time."

"..."

Zhao Si also didn't care about the indifferent gaze from the side, Song Meixia suppressed the surprise of the 20-year-old dad in her heart, and continued the conversation: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just hope you can cooperate with our company's next promotional action. "

She carries Qingyi's business card, and she has never been indifferent to anyone in the circle. Even if she asks for help, she can say it as a matter of course: "We hope you can post a Weibo and say that you are very good with our partners and work." Happy, we actively helped you after the incident, but you didn't understand the seriousness of the incident at the time."

Zhao Si also didn't speak, and Song Meixia quickly answered: "Of course, I won't let you cooperate for nothing. Qingyi has a lot of variety shows, TV series and movies waiting to be launched, and we can talk about cooperation."

An irrelevant official microblog can be exchanged for resources, and Song Meixia believes that there is no fool in the entertainment industry who would refuse such a condition.

"How is it?" Song Meixia glanced at her watch: "Do you have time to talk today?"

Zhao Siyi didn't think about it at all: "It's not good, I have to take care of the child today."

"..."

It's not normal to be rejected, Song Meixia's tone was a bit cold immediately: "I still suggest you think about it, any of Qingyi's projects are resources that third-rate workshops can't reach, even if you make a movie with Jiangcheng, there will be no follow-up. Exposure is impossible to become popular."

"Besides, it's too easy for a company like Qingyi to praise someone, and vice versa." Song Meixia smiled: "You don't have that much bottom line, do you? Posting a Weibo can help us a lot, so why bother? That bit of self-esteem."

Zhao Siyi watched the "child" stand up.

"Not to mention you have children."

Song Meixia twisted her face, planning to talk nonsense to the devil: "In the future, children will also be a big expense. You are a youthful meal. If you don't save more now, children will open their mouths to ask for this and that in the future. The demand will be great. You ,"

"it's me."

Song Meixia: "..."

Jiang Cheng took the phone directly from the sleepy Zhao Siyi, and said coldly, "He's here with me, what's the matter?"

There was silence.

Like a frost-beaten eggplant, it wilted in an instant.

After a few seconds, Jiang Cheng seemed to think of something, and added another sentence: "Tell Dong Dongdong, don't come if you don't show up at night."

Song Meixia: "..."

After hanging up the phone, the phone was thrown back into Zhao Siyi's arms, and Jiang Cheng said coldly, "Take the child?"

Zhao Si also pretended not to hear.

Jiang Cheng: "You can go."

Zhao Siyi was startled, and turned to look at the person who had already entered the bathroom: "You let me go?"

There was no answer in the bathroom for a while.

Jiang Cheng stood in front of the washbasin, his gaze a little frozen, until Zhao Siyi asked again, and then said in a deep voice:

"Let's go."

He had already spoken clearly enough that no one would dare to talk anymore, and now that the focus had completely shifted to Fan Chuyu, no one would come to harass this little actor who had finally been wronged.

only...

There was a little shock in Jiang Cheng's eyes, and then he closed the door of the bathroom.

Zhao Siyi was already packing and dressing, and seeing Jiang Cheng also took a hat, put on his shoes and asked, "You want to go out."

Jiang Cheng: "Yes."

There have been twenty missed calls on his mobile phone since early morning, all with the same number.

Jiang Cheng saw Fan Chuyu in a vacant studio not far from the set. The other party looked very bad, with a bruise on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing him, Fan Chuyu immediately stood up:

"Brother Jiang."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng put his hands in his coat pockets, his expression very relaxed.

Fan Chuyu seemed to have a lot of words prepared, but when he saw Jiang Cheng's eyes, he felt that nothing he said would be useful.

"Fan Shengtian fired you." Jiang Cheng said directly, "I can't help you."

"Can't help or don't want to help?"

Fan Chuyu looked up unwillingly: "You and Fan Shengtian are both bosses, so why can't you help?"

Once some words start, they cannot be stopped.

There was a bit of grievance in Fan Chuyu's voice: "If you hadn't asked Xiaoli to post that Weibo post for him, Fan Shengtian wouldn't have known it was me."

If you don't know, you won't terminate the contract.

If he didn't know it was the video he released, everything would continue as he thought.

A crow-black bird on the ground, saw that there was nothing to eat, so it flew away with its wings flashing.

Jiang Cheng didn't refute, but just looked at him calmly.

This is the default meaning, and Fan Chuyu's eyes softened quickly: "...Brother Jiang, I didn't want La Xiaqi to enter the water in the first place."

His demeanor doesn't seem like he's lying: "I really didn't think about doing that when I gave him the clothes. I originally wanted to put the video... just to scare them, at least for a long time, no Dare to move me casually."

"But you're wearing the same clothes."

Jiang Cheng said lightly.

The moment he saw the video, he knew that it was Fan Shengtian, the person below was Fan Chuyu, and there might be a few outsiders who didn't appear on the scene, and he knew the location of the hotel by heart.

And that kind of video, except for the people present, almost no one else can shoot it.

He knew what Fan Chuyu wanted, and he even felt that if Fan Chuyu didn't deliberately wear that T-shirt to harm Xia Qi, maybe he wouldn't expose it.

But it happened that Fan Chuyu got involved with irrelevant people.

"Because you care too much about him."

Fan Chuyu's eyes darkened, and her voice was as hard as the concrete floor outside: "He won't like me, you can help him by tweeting."

Jiang Cheng: "No one is obliged to give you likes, you are suppressing."

"The role is also his."

Fan Chuyu was a little helpless: "I've been with Fan Shengtian for so long, why don't he say a few words to you on the set."

"You reminded him of his lines, I saw it."

Jiang Cheng didn't seem to want to continue this topic, and turned his head slightly.

"Brother Jiang, we have known each other for so long, and you have always helped me." Fan Chuyu's eyes showed a little sourness: "You know how difficult it is for me."

"But you're not without a chance."

Jiang Cheng's eyes turned cold, as if he didn't want to mention this matter: "At that time, you can leave."

Fan Chuyu: "I..."

"You didn't, you chose to follow Fan Shengtian and continue living like this."

Jiang Cheng's thin eyelids were drooping, and there was a trace of indifference in his eyes: "You should bear all these yourself."

"Don't you care?"

Fan Chuyu was a little emotional, he was obviously accustomed to Jiangcheng's indifference, but now he felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

In the past, Jiangcheng's indifference was indifference to everyone, but he still had a little sympathy for him.But now Jiangcheng's indifference made no difference to him, but someone else took away the tenderness that he had never tasted before.

Fan Chuyu's voice trembled: "Lu Ye has already replaced me."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, was silent for a moment before saying, "Do you know what I regret the most?"

"what?"

"That's when I went home."

Fan Chuyu: "..."

Then, he lost the most important person.

Jiang Cheng didn't intend to continue this conversation. He pulled away his chair and stood up. Fan Chuyu seemed to be extremely depressed, but he was no longer weak and weak, and his expression became coy: "Then why do you think that Xia Qi is pestering you every day?"

"Aren't you just like me?"

Fan Chuyu's eyes were red: "He is no different from me, he just wants to be popular and to climb high branches, do you think he really likes you?"

He growled: "He is a straight man, and he has been with his girlfriend for seven or eight years!"

"No."

Jiang Cheng interrupted some out-of-control voices behind him.

His eyes were clear and he was not affected by Fan Chuyu's words: "He really likes me."

"..."

Perhaps Jiang Cheng's reaction was too calm, but Fan Chuyu was a little stunned and didn't immediately refute.

Jiang Cheng stood, his eyes became slightly complicated, and he lowered his eyes for a moment before saying:

"He even used the toothbrush I used."

Fan Chuyu: "..."

Jiang Cheng: "There's also toothpaste, cups and towels."

Fan Chuyu: "..."

"He's not like you."

Jiang Cheng said lightly: "He likes him so much, it's hard to extricate himself."