As soon as Gu Chaoge was lying on the table, Lu Jingxi noticed it. He stretched out his hand to support Gu Chaoge's shoulder and shook it: "Chaoge? Are you okay? Are you drinking too much? Where's your manager?"

The drunk person had already passed out, and no one answered him, and Zhu Kuan, who was sitting next to Gu Chaoge, was dealing with the wine handed over by the assistant director at this time, so he didn't notice the movement here.

Lu Jingxi's brows were filled with sadness, and he picked up his wine glass and stood up: "Director Yang, assistant director, Chao Ge drank too much, why don't I send him back to the company first?"

The assistant director held the wine bottle, blushed and thickened from drinking, emotionally: "Want to leave? Old rules! Have a bottle! Take Xiao Gu..."

He lowered his head and hooked his fingers, and suddenly realized: "There are three bottles in total! Tong Feng! It's done!"

There are not many people who are still sober after drinking for three rounds.

Tong Feng, who was half-drunk, raised his head: "Huh? Assistant director, did you call me?"

Lu Jingxi was full of helplessness: "Assistant director, I am Lu Jingxi, three bottles will really kill people, I can't."

The assistant director's fingers stopped between Tong Feng and Lu Jingxi, and he struggled to identify the right person for a long time. Finally, Yang Zhuo choked his throat and hooked his neck, and said in a rough voice: "Okay, okay, just make sense, Don't listen to him!"

Lu Jingxi picked up the wine glass, smiled and said to everyone: "Then I will punish myself with three glasses, and I will take a formality."

The few people who were not drunk all raised their glasses to respond, and just as Lu Jingxi was about to raise his head to drink, Zhou Mingyu reached out his arms and put his arms around his shoulders, smiling, and said, "Jingxi, both you and I You're from Jinyu, so you should avoid suspicion, right?"

Lu Jingxi froze: "But I..."

Zhou Mingyu looked at Zhu Kuan as if casually, interrupted Lu Jingxi and said, "I also know that you and Chao Ge are close, but you have to think about your own situation. In the near future, it is inevitable that you will not be photographed by the media. When the time comes, you will maliciously speculate and add fuel and vinegar. It is difficult to guarantee that the group of people in the company will not think that you are going to leave for Jinyu. Our company can’t compete with Jinyu. If I want to take you under the knife, I will only remind you because of my senior brother, and I really don’t want to speak up if it’s someone else.”

Lu Jingxi could only dispel this thought, and smiled awkwardly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou, for your suggestion."

Yang Zhuo waved his hand: "There is a room upstairs for everyone, and those who can't leave will stay!"

Zhou Mingyu and Zhu Kuan exchanged a look that only each of them could understand.

Zhu Kuan showed a secret smile, stood up and said, "I'm sorry everyone, my artiste drank too much, I'll take him back to his room first."

After speaking, he drank three glasses of wine in one breath without waiting for everyone's reaction.

......

Fu Wenzhi crossed his legs and looked at the chaotic scene in the house, with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, no one within a meter of him dared to approach him, full of aura.

After playing wildly, Wei Wenbo threw his butt down beside him and put his arms around his shoulders: "What are you doing? You came here to pose? Should I find a photographer to take pictures of you?"

Fu Wenzhi pushed him in disgust: "Get out, you smell of perfume and alcohol."

Wei Wenbo raised his hand and sniffed the clothes on his body: "Do you have any?"

But he didn't take it seriously at all, and hugged Fu Wenzhi a little tighter and said, "At least we grew up together, don't be so ruthless."

Fu Wenzhi ignored him, reached out and took out the phone to connect: "Speak."

Originally, it was just an intentional disgust. After all, if it was really disgusting, Wei Wenbo would not have been allowed to sit here from the beginning.

Gao Quan's voice remained unchanged as usual, but the words he said were enough to make one's heart skip a beat: "Master, it's not good."

Gu Chaoge was the only person Fu Wenzhi let him watch, and if he couldn't say it well, something happened to the person watching.

"What happened?"

"Master Gu was drunk. The room his manager sent him to was not the one that Director Yang had arranged for Master Gu. I also found out that Silton had mixed in with a number of entertainment reporters in casual clothes. Someone must have ordered him to rush to Gu. The young master came here, obviously someone plotted against him, so I will ask the young master for instructions."

Fu Wenzhi's face froze in an instant, and his whole body seemed to be feeling cold, which made Wei Wenbo withdraw his claws silently knowingly.

The atmosphere in the box suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the others did not dare to breathe, feeling as if they were about to suffocate.

The smile in Fu Wenzhi's voice dissipated: "Report the room number, and let me handle everything."

Gao Quan shivered from his voice, quickly reported the room number, and hung up the phone.

Fu Wenzhi got up and walked out, making Wei Wenbo almost unable to react

"Hey, hey! Smell it? You're leaving now? You've only been here for more than ten minutes!"

Fu Wenzhi waved his hand: "I have something to do."

Recalling his expression, Wei Wenbo asked, "What's the matter? Do you need help? Fighting in groups? I haven't exercised for a long time. I really miss the time when I was studying..."

Fu Wenzhi paused, turned around, and said speechlessly, "Who wants to find a cheerleader who screams louder than firecrackers?"

Unknown laughter came from around.

"..." Wei Wenbo pointed at himself in disbelief: "You..."

He winked and said if he could save some face!

Fu Wenzhi looked at him, and suddenly he had an idea, a familiar smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wei Wenbo took a step back: "Don't laugh like that, I'm scared."

...

"You remember everything I told you? The money will naturally be remitted to your account after the matter is completed."

"Brother Zhou, don't worry."

Two suspicious-looking people separated at the end of the corridor, one returned to the elevator, and the other walked in the long and bright corridor with a room card in his hand and a malicious smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Not knowing that everything is under surveillance.

"Young Master Zhou, if you are talking about disgusting people, you are the best."

In the elevator, Zhu Kuan looked at Zhou Mingyu and said with a half-hearted smile.

Zhou Mingyu's face was filled with a handsome smile: "Brother Zhu is going all out for his own selfishness, so why bother talking about me?"

But secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, Gu Chaoge's face was really cheap for that dead fat pig.

Zhu Kuan laughed: "This is a big deal, what are you talking about for your own selfishness?"

Zhou Mingyu sneered: "I heard from Zhou Feng a long time ago... Oh, that is, my manager said that Manager Zhu is a good pimp. Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy."

Complacent look appeared in Zhu Kuan's eyes: "Stop doing this."

Zhou Mingyu glanced at him, and raised the corner of his lips: "Why? We are all the same person, aren't we? Besides, I think we should be considered friends if we have people we hate in the same way... What's going on!"

It was suddenly dark all around, and the car that was descending was suddenly stuck in mid-air.

Zhu Kuan's exasperated voice came from beside him: "The power went out? Damn it! This is Silton!"

Zhou Mingyu didn't know why, but an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

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