The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

Ye Zhou has a good temper, but he is very tough when it comes to issues of principle.

No matter how much the actress apologized, Ye Zhou didn't give her a second chance, but the female co-actor he had pointed at before quickly got into the mood after putting on makeup.

Although I ng a few times, at least I can see that I have improved every time, and I am serious about acting.

Don't say that Ye Zhou is cold-blooded, sometimes it is like this, unless you can guarantee that your value is irreplaceable by others, otherwise you are not self-willed and qualified to make mistakes. There are too many monks in the actor industry, and I come to the film and television city every year with dreams There are too many people acting as group performers nearby, you can't do it as many people as you can.

What's more, the role of an actress isn't that difficult, and she didn't have many roles before, so it's not too troublesome to replace her. It's easy to find a replacement, and it doesn't matter to Ye Zhou who she replaces.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the filming of the scenes that were supposed to be completed after six o'clock was finally finished. Although it was overtime due to an actor's mistake, Ye Zhou waved his hand and gave everyone compensation.

After settling the crew, Ye Zhou looked at Zhu Ning and Jiang Tingyuan with some embarrassment, "Sorry for making you wait so long, I thought it would be over soon."

No matter which time these two people have, their time is very precious. Zhu Ning's net worth has soared to a terrifying price now, let alone Mr. Jiang, no amount of money can buy his time.

Zhu Ning didn't mind at all, waved his hand, and said in a resentful voice, "It's nothing, I'm going to join the group anyway in two days, so it's just learning in advance."

"However, Brother Ye, you seemed...a bit cruel just now. It reminded me of the fear of being dominated by you when I was filming "A Farce"."

Ye Zhou let out a "puchi" and clenched his fist pretending to be fierce: "Is there? In two days, you will be able to experience the familiar feeling again."

Zhu Ning shrank her neck in fright. Thinking of her terrific acting skills, she couldn't help but worry deeply about the next period of filming, and wondered if she could walk out of Brother Ye's crew completely.

Jiang Tingyuan didn't mind even more, reached out and gently rubbed the top of his hair, and put the thin coat prepared in his hand on him, "It rained all day today, the temperature is low at night, don't catch cold."

Ye Zhou obediently put it on with Mr. Jiang's help. After putting it on, he suddenly realized a problem. He looked at Mr. Jiang with a blank face and asked, "Hey, this coat doesn't seem to be mine?"

He clearly remembered to pack up all his things and take them away together before leaving, but the one Mr. Jiang brought was obviously not his, nor did it resemble the original style, but the size was just right.

Jiang Tingyuan tilted his head and said calmly, "I bought it."

Ye Zhou: "Give it to me?"

Mr. Jiang admitted frankly: "Of course."

Facing his calm eyes, Ye Zhou inexplicably felt a little fever on his face. He blinked a few times quickly, reached out and rubbed his face randomly, trying to cool down physically.

"Let's go, let's eat!" Ye Zhou took Mr. Jiang's arm and walked quickly with his head down.

After walking two steps, I remembered that I seemed to have forgotten something, and when I turned my head, I saw Zhu Ning's face full of bewilderment, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and greeted him: "Xiao Zhu, let's go!"

After confirming that Zhu Ning and Ye Zhou are true friends, Zhu Ning's manager, Mengjie, left him here with peace of mind. Now that Peak is trying to control public opinion to smear Zhu Ning, Mengjie naturally can't just watch her artist be discredited , busy feet do not touch the ground every day.

If she didn't want to meet the Ye Zhou that Zhu Ning was talking about, and tell whether she was an enemy or a friend, Sister Meng might not take the time to make a special trip today.

Since it was a private party, Zhu Ning asked his assistant to go back to rest first.

The restaurant was originally booked in a well-known private restaurant in City A, but on the way to the restaurant, Ye Zhou was hooked by a barbecue stall on the roadside, so he couldn't bear to look away. Looking back with his head bent, the longing in his eyes almost overflowed his eyes.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Tingyuan asked.

Ye Zhou was still immersed in the aroma of the barbecue stall and couldn't extricate himself. He suddenly heard someone ask, and nodded subconsciously: "Yes!"

A smile flashed across Jiang Tingyuan's eyes, seeing that he really wanted to eat, he said to the driver: "Go back."

Most people have eaten at the barbecue stalls on the roadside, but Mr. Jiang is different. He has a regular diet and every meal is specially prepared by a nutritionist according to the nutritional formula. Although I have heard of it, I have never eaten it. It is a bit novel to Jiang Zong.

Ye Zhou watched the car getting closer and closer to the barbecue stand, and finally came back to his senses, and looked at Mr. Jiang in disbelief: "Is it really possible?"

Before Mr. Jiang could answer, Ye Zhou shook his head again, "Forget it, let's eat Cantonese cuisine. The roadside stalls are delicious, but hygiene can't be guaranteed, so don't eat them."

"I'm just looking at it, but I don't really want to eat it."

Although he said that, Jiang Tingyuan knew that he really wanted to eat, but he said that because of himself.

"Besides, you and Xiao Zhu's faces are so well-known, it would be bad if they were recognized." Ye Zhou muttered, successfully suppressing the desire to eat barbecue.

However, at this moment, Zhu Ning, who had been silent for a long time, also came over enthusiastically: "Eat, let's eat, brother Ye, let's have barbecue. I haven't had it for a long time. Let's find a different place later." Just a corner that attracts attention, it's fine!"

So, the three of them still ate barbecue that night.

Fortunately, Zhu Ning was not recognized by anyone, and no news came out the next day.

Unfortunately, what Ye Zhou said before deciding to eat barbecue last night became a prophecy.

Maybe there is a problem with the hygiene of the barbecue stall, or it may be that the taste of barbecue is a bit heavy. Ye Zhou and Zhu Ning have not eaten these things before. They should have a certain immunity, but there is no problem, but Mr. same.

As soon as the two of them sent Zhu Ning back after the show, on the way to send Ye Zhou back to the apartment, Mr. Jiang's expression began to look a little strange.

At first, it was dark inside the car, and Ye Zhou didn't notice it. When he got off the car to say goodbye to Mr. Jiang when he went downstairs to the apartment, he saw a thin layer of cold sweat breaking out of Mr. Jiang's head by the light of the street lamp. His face was also surprisingly pale.

Ye Zhou was stunned immediately, with a little panic in his voice, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong, what's wrong, is it a stomachache?"

Jiang Tingyuan shook his head, his voice was not as deep and steady as before, and he could clearly hear that he was a little weak, "It's okay."

"Go up, I'll leave when I see the light on your upstairs." Jiang Tingyuan struggled.

Boss Jiang is already like this, how could Ye Zhou leave him alone and go home on his own, of course it is impossible.Ye Zhou directly opened the door and got into the car again, and sat down next to Jiang Tingyuan so that he could lean on him without having to work so hard.

"Take a break if you feel bad. I'll take you to the hospital now." Ye Zhou said to the driver in the front row, "Go to the nearest hospital."

The driver nodded in response, started the car and prepared to drive to the hospital.

Jiang Tingyuan gently shook Ye Zhou's hand at this moment, and whispered, "Not going to the hospital."

It may be because of the stomachache, Mr. Jiang's words are obviously serious, but Ye Zhou somehow sensed a bit of coquettishness.

He shook his head, put aside these messy thoughts, and rarely said firmly: "No, I have to go to the hospital."

Jiang Tingyuan didn't speak, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out from the palm of his hand because of the pain, which stained Ye Zhou's dry hands a little damp.

Ye Zhou held his hand back hard, knowing that it wouldn't be useful in essence, but he did it anyway, as if he could pass his own strength to him and help him relieve the pain.

Slowed down his voice and coaxed him softly, "Go to the hospital and let the doctor take a look. If you prescribe some medicine, the pain will be gone. If the problem is not serious, you can go back soon. I will accompany you. Don't be afraid."

Jiang Tingyuan closed his eyes, scratched his palm lightly with his fingers, and said slowly, "Go home and call Meng Yifan."

After his reminder, Ye Zhou remembered that Mr. Jiang has a family doctor at home.But this is the stomach after all, and Jiang Tingyuan had a history of stomach problems before, so he still needs to go to the hospital for an examination to find out if there is any problem.

"The hospital's equipment is more comprehensive. Now that we've gone, let's have a good checkup, okay?" After weighing the matter, Ye Zhou coaxed Mr. Jiang in a childlike tone.

Jiang Ting doesn't like going to the hospital far, and has an instinctive resistance to the hospital, so it is usually handled by private doctors.

But seeing Ye Zhou miss him so much at this moment, Jiang Tingyuan still didn't say anything. He nodded his head lightly, closed his eyes, and rested his head on Ye Zhou's shoulder.

Arriving at the hospital as Ye Zhou wished, since it was late at night, there were not as many people in the emergency area as during the day, and only a few family members and patients were waiting in the rest area to get the results.

Ye Zhou used his own name to apply for a card to help Mr. Jiang register. After some inspections, it took more than three o'clock. Fortunately, it turned out that it was just a recurrence of ordinary gastritis. It was enough to take some medicine, and there was no serious problem.

Ye Zhou's anxious heart finally fell to the ground. After confirming with the doctor that he didn't need to be hospitalized, he sent Mr. Jiang home, warmed some hot water and gave him some medicine.

Originally wanted to leave, but seeing that the empty house was empty except for him and Mr. Jiang, if he left too, there would be no one to take care of him if something happened again.

In addition, Jiang Tingyuan held Ye Zhou's hand the whole time, even if he closed his eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep, he didn't let go. Ye Zhou tried to struggle, but when he saw him frowning, he gave up.

Worried about what might happen tonight, Ye Zhou hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay temporarily tonight.

I thought it should be fine, but who would have expected Mr. Jiang to have a fever again in the middle of the night.Ye Zhou stared at him while sleeping beside him, feeling his hands were hot, and woke up all of a sudden.

I took out the thermometer from the medicine box and measured it. The low-grade fever was 37 degrees.

Ye Zhouhun was almost scared to death. He himself was not so nervous when he was sick. He called the family doctor in a hurry, and spent a long time in the medicine box. After searching for a long time, he finally found a box of anti-fever paste.

Wipe him off with a wet towel, and stick the anti-fever patch on his forehead.

After the family doctor arrived, he fed Mr. Jiang some anti-inflammatory drugs. At about five o'clock in the morning, Mr. Jiang's fever finally subsided and his body temperature returned to normal.

Ye Zhou didn't sleep all night, his eyes were red from the heat, but he didn't dare to sleep even if the fever subsided, for fear that something would happen to Mr. Jiang after he fell asleep and he wouldn't be able to find out immediately.

When Jiang Tingyuan woke up in the morning, he saw Ye Zhou sitting beside his bed with a chair, propping his chin with one hand, and fell asleep with his head leaning against the bed.

Hearing his movement, Ye Zhou woke up instantly, "What's the matter, what's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?"

Seeing Ye Zhou who was obviously sleepy but trying to pull himself together, Jiang Tingyuan didn't know how to describe his current mood. He was silent for a moment, sat up, supported his shoulders with both hands, and pressed his forehead against Ye Zhou's. On the forehead, after a few seconds, she raised her head slightly and planted a hot kiss between his brows.

With a low sigh, he said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

"Good night."