whose house collapsed

Bai Qiuchi walked down the road dejectedly, the paper cup of coffee he held in one hand was already cold, and he raised his head to pour down the cold dregs and juice, which tasted bitter and slid into his stomach, causing him a faint discomfort.

Today is the No.15 time he was rejected.

He rummaged through the address book in his mobile phone and called colleagues who had had overlapping jobs one by one.But they all refused, even the rhetoric was almost the same.Occasionally, a company is willing to interview, but gradually there is no response.

Bai Qiuchi opened Weibo, and the hot search showed Qiao Xiao's new play, but the front row of comments was still dominated by Qiao Xiao's fans.Bai Qiuchi paused, unable to even sigh, so he hastily closed the page.

A text message followed - reminding Bai Qiuchi to pay next month's rent.The number followed by a few zeros made him dizzy.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and Bai Qiuchi didn't look carefully, and directly picked it up.

"Hello? Xiaobai?" Xie Wen called.

"Miss Wen!"

"You got a job yet?"

Bai Qiuchi was poked in pain, his eyes darkened.

"not yet....."

Xie Wen seemed to have expected it, she coughed and said: "Nowadays the film and television winter is cold, I am afraid that there is no shortage of people in every family."

The paper cup of coffee was about to burst, Bai Qiuchi's eyes were blank.

"However, I know a management company. There is a play coming up next month. The third female in the show is a newcomer. Due to the change in the top management, the team was forced to reorganize. They are recruiting people recently, so they just mentioned it to me. Thinking of you."

Bai Qiuchi suddenly raised his head, his eyes brightened for a moment.

"However, the salary is not as good as before. After all, he is a newcomer. I don't know if you mind?"

This line of seniority, even the staff.They are both assistants, but their salaries are different.The assistants of big-name celebrities will be treated better in all aspects.Those after the third line will be almost there.

"No! I don't mind! Thank you, Miss Wen!"

Hearing his eager voice, Xie Wen suddenly softened her tone.

"Okay, then are you free tonight? I just want to have dinner with the other party. If it's convenient for you, you can come over together."

"I'm fine, thank you so much, Sister Wen!"

Bai Qiuchi was ecstatic, he stood up immediately, touched his clothes nervously, feeling that it was not formal enough.He turned his head and ran to the nearest subway station, wanting to go home early and change his clothes.

At 09:30 that night, in a certain private room of the Heyuan Clubhouse, everyone had exchanged cups several times.Bai Qiuchi's face was flushed red, and his stomach was churning like twists and turns, and the soreness couldn't help rising from the repeated torture.

"It's not as good as before. In addition to chasing stars, people can also obtain spiritual enjoyment through fitness, travel and many other ways. The audience is not easy to fool, so how to keep the traffic hot, the core is very important."

Bai Qiuchi was about to lie down, supporting his precarious body with one arm, forcing himself to straighten up.

The whole meal was spent listening to the boss's wrangling, and he drank more than a catty of wine.As for Bai Qiuchi's work, he briefly mentioned it in a few words.

"Sister Wen, I... go to the toilet."

Bai Qiuchi stood up with the back of the chair, his legs were weak, and his calves were shaking. He dragged out the door with overlapping vision, and he couldn't tell the signs of the men's and women's restrooms.

"Excuse me.....!"

Bai Qiuchi felt his chest tremble, and he apologized with his tongue out.

"...Bai Qiu Pond?"

Bai Qiuchi raised his head in confusion, his eyelids were drooping due to drunkenness, but when he saw the person coming, he suddenly regained consciousness.

"...Sheng Yu...Boss."

Still doesn't seem sober.

Bai Qiuchi could hardly support the wall, he couldn't stop sliding down, Sheng Yuchen tightly clasped his waist, and led him to the side.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't drink?"

Sheng Yuchen hugged him into his arms, Bai Qiuchi drank too much, his skin was hot, and his breath stuck to Sheng Yuchen's side neck.

Bai Qiuchi lost his mind, and his words became even more clingy, allowing Sheng Yuchen to take advantage of him, and he couldn't resist.

Sheng Yuchen has always been aggressive, his fingers ran around restlessly, and he was about to poke into the hem of his clothes.

Bai Qiuchi's face changed suddenly, he grabbed Sheng Yuchen's shoulders, and vomited as soon as he bent down.

"......"

Blue veins burst from Bai Qiuchi's neck and stretched all the way to the forehead.He vomited with his eyes closed, his stomach acid surged up, and the pain ripped open from the bottom of his throat.

Sheng Yuchen's face was like the bottom of a scorched pot, as black as Bao Gong.

.Mid-Levels Villa

"..." Bai Qiuchi opened his eyes very slowly, his eyelids trembled reflexively.

His headache was severe and his temples were still throbbing.

The room furnishings do not seem to be their own.Bai Qiuchi grabbed the quilt covering his body and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Boom!" With a sound, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Bai Qiuchi was so startled that he propped himself up.

Sheng Yuchen was as cold as ice, with a face that stinks across the waste river.

"Sheng...Mr. Sheng, I...why am I here?"

Sheng Yuchen sat on the edge of the bed, and the bed immediately sank, and Bai Qiuchi curled up his legs instantly.

"You threw up all over me yesterday."

"......Really?"

Suddenly Bai Qiuchi was grabbed by the collar by Sheng Yuchen, who gritted his teeth and jumped out word by word.

"It's still fake, you drank until you couldn't tell the difference, and almost fell into the cesspit of the women's toilet!"

"..." Bai Qiuchi repeated it silently in his heart, and found that this sentence was a single bet.

"Yes....sorry."

Bai Qiuchi came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed his head to apologize, Sheng Yuchen couldn't help but clenched his collar even tighter.Bai Qiuchi was in pain, and instinctively broke free, he covered the back of Sheng Yuchen's hand, and with a skillful turn, Sheng Yuchen's strength was lost.

Bai Qiuchi lifted the quilt and was about to go to the ground. He suddenly remembered the dinner last night, and his heart was struck by thunder.

"..." There was an additional message from Xie Wen on the phone, and the content was heavy.

Sheng Yuchen took a closer look meanly, the fire that had accumulated last night was extinguished in an instant, reminiscing about the pleasure of gloating.

"I'll just say..."

Halfway through the conversation, Sheng Yuchen stopped talking.Bai Qiuchi's buttons were shaking violently, and even his shoulders were trembling faintly.

Bai Qiuchi raised his hand and quickly rubbed the corners of his eyes before bending down to pick up the coat on the ground.

"...have you found a job yet?"

Asking a sentence is like throwing a stone into a lake.

Bai Qiuchi turned around slowly, the black and blue accumulated under his eyes were completely exposed, he raised his eyes, and the bloodshot eyes almost burst through his eye sockets.

Seeing his appearance, Sheng Yuchen couldn't say any more harsh and sarcastic words.

Bai Qiuchi was still dizzy, his legs seemed unable to support his weight, and he was swaying when he walked.He passed by Sheng Yuchen's side, and a brief cold wind blew up.

Also in a second, Sheng Yuchen grabbed the wrist.

Bai Qiuchi opened his eyelids, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

Bai Qiuchi just moved into Sheng Yuchen's house.It is not so much a home as a golden house.At least there is no life in the house, the refrigerator is empty, it is not a home by any means.

Sheng Yuchen called him a life assistant, and said it was convenient to be close.Just like a follower artist, they are also inseparable.

Bai Qiuchi didn't refute or agree.It was a month later that he dragged a suitcase and moved it here, and the room was next to Sheng Yuchen's.

"Why is your WeChat avatar Suona?"

Sheng Yuchen only glanced at the closet, but didn't see the name tag of the clothes.

Bai Qiuchi didn't respond, and squatted on the ground to sort things out.Sheng Yuchen raised his leg and kicked his ass.

"What about you?"

Bai Qiuchi almost fell down, he barely stabilized his body, took a deep breath and said, "I like playing suona."

Sheng Yuchen groaned in disbelief, and the potato chips in his hand were about to fall.

"You still know how to play suona? Is there anyone in this world who learns to play suona?"

Bai Qiuchi hummed coldly, and Sheng Yuchen kicked his ass again and said, "Give me a performance some other day. If it's okay, I'll let you perform at the company's annual meeting next time."

"..." Bai Qiuchi glanced at Sheng Yuchen with a complicated expression, he had nothing to say, no comment, no words to answer.

"I'm going to the palace garden for dinner tonight, you go together."

Bai Qiuchi knew that he had entered the deep pit of capitalism, except for being chopped into leek stuffing and made into dumplings, all resistance was powerless.

.Palace Garden

"Yo, Mr. Sheng, you are here."

Bai Qiuchi followed behind, and the flashes of the resplendent and resplendent wall bricks made Bai Qiuchi unable to open his eyes.

Sheng Yuchen calmly shook hands with the other party, and the other party opened the chair for Sheng Yuchen. As soon as Sheng Yuchen took his seat, he noticed the boy sitting on the right.

"Mr. Sheng, let me introduce—He Xing, 22 years old, just debuted last month."

The boy named He Xing stood up immediately, he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and every glance was charming.The lingering eyes made him look more feminine.

"Mr. Sheng, He Xing is a student of Kunqu opera."

He Xing called Sheng Yuchen softly, his eyelids closed, showing a shy expression.

Sheng Yuchen said meaningfully, he naturally took He Xing's hand, observed carefully, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"It's soft and boneless, the orchid fingers must look good."

The two people on the opposite side looked at each other silently, just in time for Bai Qiuchi to see them.

"Let's move our chopsticks, He Xing, take good care of Mr. Sheng."

He Xing picked up the dishes weakly, and a crystal shrimp dumpling tremblingly fell into the bowl.

Bai Qiuchi grabbed the chopsticks and went straight to the sauced duck in front of him, and then went to pick up the watery chicken after eating. He was the one with the most bones in the whole table.

"...Why don't you bring me some food?"

Bai Qiuchi was enjoying his meal when he heard this sentence.He tried his best to swallow the roast duck pancake in his mouth, and then lowered his voice to Sheng Yuchen's ear.

"Can't you clamp it? You can use a turntable."

"........"

The two bosses opposite thought that Sheng Yuchen was whispering something important to his assistant, but seeing his serious face, they didn't dare to interrupt.

"Snapped!"

The chopsticks tapped lightly on the table, almost falling off.Bai Qiuchi glanced at Sheng Yuchen with some complaints, and the thigh he pinched just now felt a little painful.

"Mr. Sheng, the new play we collaborated with Zheng Shan also starred in He Xing. Old Chen said that He Xing has a unique aura and is a potential stock."

Bai Qiuchi still had the task of sending Sheng Yuchen home, so he didn't drink.He was thirsty from eating, and planned to ladle out soup to drink.

He turned a deaf ear to both sides, and only cared about the fat sweet shrimp and delicious grouper.So much so that I felt a slightly icy atmosphere with hindsight.

"With the east wind, we, He Xing, should be able to compare with Qiao Xiao."

Bai Qiuchi obviously heard that there was no movement from the side, and Sheng Yuchen grabbed the wrist of He Xing Jiacai, and the foie gras shook and fell into the pelvis.