If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

That's all I've said, there's nothing else I don't understand.

It's just that Xia Ming didn't expect that the first thing Mr. Song asked him to say was to unspoken rules for him.

He bit his lower lip, his face turned pale.

"President Song, I..." Xia Ming didn't dare to say anything after he had finished speaking.For him, this was still too much for him to bear.

Song Yinxing said: "You don't need to answer me now, you can think about it first, and tell me when you think about it."

As he spoke, he handed over a business card and said, "It has my phone number on it."

Xia Ming took the business card silently, the thin piece of paper was even a bit hot to his hands, and it burned to his heart.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and the waitress in a black and white dress brought in the food and placed it in front of the two of them.

Song Yinxing ordered his favorite food, steak, foie gras mousse, and tuna.

For Xia Ming, these are things he has only seen on TV.

"Don't be cautious, just treat it like I'm inviting you to dinner." Song Yinxing said.

Xia Ming hummed, and picked up the knife and fork obediently.

He knew that these things were valuable, but he really didn't know how to eat them.He didn't even know which hand he should use to hold the knife and which hand to hold the fork, so he had to take a look at Song Yinxing and imitate him.

Song Yinxing looked at the boy who was eating clumsily, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

To be honest, with Xia Ming's class, he would not have touched it before.But he's a little tired of eating big meals recently, and he wants to find someone who is not so conspicuous and knows how to measure, so he also spends a lot of time on Sheng Rui.

Xia Ming naturally didn't know what was going on in his mind, he just buried his head in eating with his hands, trying hard to taste the delicious food in the oppressive atmosphere.

After a meal, Song Yinxing didn't keep him, and directly issued an order to evict him.

Xia Ming hurriedly backed out.

Out of the gate of the restaurant, Wen Ling threw the paper towel after wiping his mouth into the trash can, and burped: "Ah, it's delicious, the foie gras is fat but not greasy, and the steak is very chewy. We must catch the man If you want a man's heart, you have to grasp the man's stomach first, the ancients did not deceive me."

Fuqiu glanced at him through the monitor, but said nothing.

"Xiao Song is going to pick me up, I have to go home and wash up and get ready to be soaked." Wen Xiao said, "And after today's meal, the friendship between me and Comrade Xiao Song has achieved a qualitative leap , I believe that if he persists for a month, I will definitely want to marry the chef."

Maoqiu: "..." Oh, so it was with the chef.indifferent.

Wen Xiao wobbled to the bus station to take the bus, forgetting all about the feasting and feasting.

Since Xia Ming is already an artist of Xingji, he naturally can't go out to pick up private jobs by himself.The newcomers of them were all led by the same agent, and they also took on some little-known small roles in film and television dramas.

It stands to reason that a non-professional rookie signing with a big company like Xingji is a good thing to show off.But in fact, it is not the case.

In order to stimulate the artist's self-motivation, Xingji's salary is divided according to personal income.The amount of benefits the artist can bring to the company will be able to get the corresponding salary.

More or less money depends on the individual.

In Star Trails, there are millions of people in a film, but there are also many people who are precarious every month.

The company is big and the competition is big.People like Xia Ming, who are well-spoken, are artists, but they actually signed no labor contracts at all. They are at best a group of interns.

Xia Ming didn't intend to hug Song Yinxing's thigh, but it didn't prevent him from looking for trouble, but trouble always came to him.

That day, a few of their newcomers went to drink with the boss. Originally, they were just a foil, but unfortunately, the protagonist didn't come.

There are a lot of troubles in the entertainment industry, one after another with a background.

That big guy is not from Xingji, and Xia Ming doesn't even know his name—he is too knowledgeable, and his impression of the entertainment industry is only those stars who appear on TV.

But everyone else is very respectful to the boss, and they all look forward to him.

Xia Ming heard others call him, Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi made an appointment with a popular new star, and the date was at a nightclub.But the star didn't come, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Mr. Qi couldn't wait any longer, so he asked the newcomers to pour the wine.

Not every boss is as wealthy as Song Yinxing, Mr. Qi is over forty years old, and he is a little bald.A female artist who was in the same period as Xia Ming was touched by the old man when she was adding ice to Mr. Qi's vodka.

The girl was so frightened that she didn't even dare to move. Before it was over, Mr. Qi pulled her onto his lap and lifted her skirt to touch her.

Xia Ming was stunned on the spot, and the others were also stunned.

Although the agent had told them before coming here that everything would go according to Mr. Qi's wishes, no one thought that it would go this way.

The girl cried on the spot.Xia Ming has a good relationship with her, knowing that she has a boyfriend, and also knowing that she is usually a very conservative person, so naturally she cannot bear this kind of grievance.

Seeing that pouring wine was about to turn into a public aggression, Xia Ming didn't know where the strength came from, so he picked up the wine bottle at hand and knocked it on President Qi's head.

When Song Yinxing received the call and rushed over, Xia Ming was being beaten on the ground by Mr. Qi.

The call was made by Xia Ming's agent. After Song Yinxing offered him an olive branch, he asked his agent to take care of Xia Ming.

Xia Ming's rather handsome face was beaten into a pig's head. If Song Yinxing came one step later, his face would be destroyed by Mr. Qi with a broken wine bottle.

Xia Ming dared to stand out, but the others were all like quails, even the girl who was saved by Xia Ming just huddled in a corner and did not dare to make a sound.

Mr. Qi has always liked those juicy boys and girls. He can take all men and women, and he often touches newcomers.Mr. Qi is not the manager of Xingji, he has another property, but he also holds a small part of Xingji's shares in his hands, so he can be regarded as one of Xingji's major shareholders.

Seeing Song Yinxing, President Qi's complexion improved a bit, but he still didn't let go of Xia Ming.

"Mr. Song, what alarmed you?" Mr. Qi still had the blood that Xia Ming just splashed on his forehead, and he looked more and more ferocious.

Song Yinxing looked at them with folded arms, and waved others to go out.

When there were only three of them left in the room, Song Yinxing said: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Qi, the people under him are ignorant, and disturbed your interest in drinking."

Mr. Qi showed his injured head to him, and said: "You beat me like this, and it's over with just a word of ignorance?"

Song Yinxing bent down, pushed away his hand holding the wine bottle, and rescued Xia Ming underneath.

"I'm really sorry, I'm covering this little thing now. He just came here and doesn't know the rules." After Song Yinxing finished speaking, he said to Mr. Qi in a negotiating tone: "Otherwise, today's wine money Charge it to my account, and I will also pay for the medical expenses, Tao Wanwan didn't come, I'll have someone drive her to your place."

Tao Wanwan is today's character.

Mr. Qi looked at him, thinking about it.

He didn't expect such a young rookie to be able to catch Song Yinxing's eyes.But Song Yinxing has said so, and there is no room for change.Although he is domineering, he also knows where Song Yinxing came from, and he can't afford to offend this person.Even though Song Yinxing is much younger than him, he still has to sell his face.

It didn't take long for Mr. Qi to make a decision. He threw the wine bottle in his hand and said to Song Yinxing: "Mr. Song, you have said that, so I don't care about it. But Mr. Song is still optimistic about the wine in his hand. Good people, others are not as easy to talk to as I am."

Song Yinxing responded with a smile.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Mr. Qi had nothing to say, so he just bypassed them and left.When passing by Xia Ming, he gave him a hard look before leaving.

As soon as Mr. Qi left, Song Yinxing's face darkened.

He threw Xia Ming onto the sofa, loosened his tie with one hand, and said with a sneer, "I can't see it, it can cause trouble."

Xia Ming rubbed his face, with the joy of the rest of his life on his face, he thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person, Song Yinxing can't keep his face when he smiles.

"You are very brave. If you dare to beat Mr. Qi, you are not afraid of being beaten to death by him?" Song Yinxing said.He really believed that Mr. Qi could do this.

Xia Ming lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking seriously.After a while, he said: "Then I can't just watch Xu Wei being treated like that... She is a girl, and I am a boy no matter what. Isn't it natural for boys to protect girls?"

When he said this, Song Yinxing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

He thought that the boy who didn't dare to breathe when he saw him a few days ago had a sex change, but it turned out to be because of such a reason.He didn't know whether to laugh at Xia Ming's childishness first, or to laugh at his overreaching.

Xia Ming is the kind who looks soft-spoken at ordinary times, but is still very tough at critical moments.His ability to make such a move has something to do with his family education.His parents taught him to respect girls and protect his sister since he was a child, and over time, he formed such a concept.

Song Yinxing saw that his face had been beaten badly, and asked him: "Have you thought about the consequences before doing something?"

Xia Ming shook his head honestly.

Song Yinxing said: "President Qi's wine money and medical expenses, you can settle with me."

Xia Ming blushed when he heard this, and said, "I don't have any money right now, I'll pay you back when I get paid, okay?"

Song Yinxing raised his eyebrows and said: "It's okay if you don't want to pay back the money, just pay it with flesh."

"Huh?" Xia Ming didn't expect him to remember this.

"Otherwise? You have offended Mr. Qi now, do you think you can hang around here without me covering you?" Song Yinxing said.

"I... can I think about it again?" Xia Ming thought about it and said.

Song Yinxing said: "Yes, but my patience is limited."

"Yeah." Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yinxing let go, but didn't say anything else. He took Xia Ming out, let him get into his car, and sent him to his rented place.

Song Yinxing turned on the car lights, looked at the mixed up and down houses in front of him, and opened the car door: "I'll take you here. You should think about what I said before."

Xia Ming didn't dare to move casually since he got in the car, for fear of breaking something of him.At this time, when I arrived at the place, I felt amnesty, and I didn't listen to what Song Yinxing was saying, so I opened the door and got out of the car.

Song Yinxing's car turned around and left here.

Xia Ming looked at the direction he left, feeling a little confused about his own way forward.

He went back to the basement where he was renting, treated his wound hastily, and was about to fall asleep without even having time to change his clothes.

He thanked Song Yinxing for his help, but he really didn't want to be unspoken.

His mother taught him that he should not take anything that is not his own. There is no such thing as a pie in the sky. People who always think about getting something for nothing will always lose more.

He wants to support himself on his own, and doesn't want to be taken care of.

Although...he had been favored by Song Yinxing before.

Wen Xiao found a memory in Xia Ming's mind, a memory related to Song Yinxing.

Xia Ming came out after finishing high school. Logically, based on his family situation, he should have no money to support him after finishing junior high school.At that time, Song Yinxing, who was doing charity with great kindness, was just about to donate money to their place, and Xia Ming, who had a top grade, was lucky to be selected and became one of the students sponsored by him.

Xia Ming still remembers the big boss who helped him a lot when he was in trouble, but Song Yinxing obviously doesn't remember him.

Xia Ming knew that those who were adopted on TV would be looked down upon.He didn't want to be looked down upon by Song Yinxing.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Song Yinxing to clarify his thoughts.

This phone was bought in the second-hand market when he was a group performer. Although the touch screen is not so sensitive, the basic functions of making calls and sending messages are not affected.

He had just typed up the message and before he could send it, he was interrupted by a sudden call.

The caller ID is "Dad".

Xia Ming pressed the connect button and held the phone to his ear. He heard his father Xia Zhicheng's anxious voice coming through the phone's microphone: "Children, do you have any money now?"

Xia Mingteng sat up from the bed suddenly, and asked him: "Dad, what's the matter, did something happen to my sister?"

Xia Zhicheng said: "Your sister is ill, and the doctor said...to have an operation."

Xia Ming's face turned pale in an instant, he could hear Xia Zhicheng on the opposite side was about to cry, and quickly comforted him: "Yes, yes, Dad, don't worry, I'll transfer the money to you right away."

After he hung up his father's phone, he immediately called Song Yinxing.

Song Yinxing was originally driving back, when he heard the ringtone of the incoming call, he pressed to answer it.

"Mr. Song..." Xia Ming held the phone as if holding a life-saving straw, and said to him, "I promise you."

"Huh? Promise me what?" Song Yinxing didn't expect him to change his mind so quickly, but he still asked in a good temper.

"Meat compensation." Xia Ming said these two words eagerly, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, "I promise you, whether you lie to me or take care of me, I promise you."

Song Yinxing heard the emotional fluctuations in his words, and asked kindly: "what's the matter, did you encounter any difficulties?"

"No, it's just...can you lend me some money first?" His concern for Xia Xia overwhelmed the shame of saying these words, and he asked pleadingly.

"How much do you want?" Song Yinxing said.

"One hundred thousand." Xia Ming said an amount that he thought Song Yinxing might accept.

"Send me the account." Song Yinxing drove the car to the parking space on the side of the road and stopped.

Xia Ming quickly sent him a message.

Song Yinxing took out his mobile phone to operate it, and quickly called him the money.He hit 30 directly.

As soon as Xia Ming waited for the money to arrive, he immediately transferred it to Father Xia.