Ex-boyfriend turned movie king [Entertainment]

Song Boyan didn't dare to go to the ward, but went directly to the meeting place, went to the manager, called out the surveillance camera, and the camera was placed just right, so he just couldn't see Chen Zhang grabbing Wu Zhi's arm and falling down with all his strength. Everyone present saw it It was Chen Zhang who wanted to pull Wu Zhi, but was thrown off by Wu Zhi.

Song Boyan watched the video without saying a word.

"We will pay for it. I don't know how Mr. Chen is doing now?" This hotel is one of the best in the city, and many large-scale receptions are held here. The manager has naturally seen many celebrities, but unfortunately, facing the person in front of him Man, the manager felt that he didn't even dare to straighten his back.

"What does it have to do with you?" Song Boyan sneered.

The manager was even more frightened. He didn't even know the situation of the injured person. How should he explain this to his superiors.

Song Boyan watched the video for a while, and said, "Cut this part and send it to my phone."

After hearing this, the manager immediately started cutting it himself, and after sending away the big Buddha statue of Song Yingdi, the manager raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead. During his tenure, such a thing has never happened before. If it is just an ordinary person, forget it , how did he offend the second young master of the Song family? Hey, no, wasn't the popular young student Chen Zhang injured?Why is Second Master Song so angry?

The hotel manager didn't dare to think about it any further. He could just do his own thing well.

In just a short while, news of Chen Zhang's accidental injury has already appeared on the Internet, and groups of photos have been released.

The first to bear the brunt was Chen Zhang lying unconscious at the stairs, and Miss Wu Zhi standing on the stairs panicked, with an expression like seeing a ghost, but no one paid attention to whether this lady was frightened, according to her previous The style of acting is mostly love and hate, and Wu Zhi has aroused strong dissatisfaction and abuse from netizens.

The next photo is a photo of Chen Zhang being carried into the ambulance. The photo also deliberately enlarged the blood-stained cloth on Chen Zhang's head. Song Nuo stepped on it at this time, and it happened to be in the camera, so netizens While they were even more angry, they also lamented the beauty of this little brother by the way.

Song Boyan was sitting in the hotel lobby waiting for An Meng to come over. An Meng was shocked when he saw the news. At that time, Song Boyan hadn't called to ask him to pick him up to the company. At that time, An Meng thought it was over, Song The actor is afraid that he is going to kill someone.

Originally, Song Boyan just hid his bad temper from others to see, but the outside world thinks he is gentle and gentle, well, it doesn't matter if everyone thinks so, but why provoke Chen Zhang? ! ! !

Even if An Meng was just an outsider, he could still feel the importance Song Yingdi attached to Chen Zhang.

But Song Boyan has not acted yet, and the outside world will not associate him with Chen Zhang. An Meng can only silently mourn Wu Zhi's lifeless thing in his heart, while driving to pick up this ancestor.

At the entrance of the hotel, Song Boyan heard the voice, raised his foot and walked towards An Meng. An Meng quickly opened the car door to welcome the boss.

"Drink some water." An Meng didn't rush to drive. He put a bottle of water in Song Boyan's hand before starting the car. Song Boyan's spirit was not very good. It was rare for him to be in such a mood.

An Meng felt even more uneasy.

"Chen Zhang... are you okay?" An Meng carefully looked at Song Boyan's face and asked slowly.

Song Boyan spoke in the same tone as if he had turned on the switch of the ice cellar. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was cold air rushing towards his face: "Not dead yet."

An Meng's heart skipped a beat, it's over, it's over, Wu Zhi's game is over now.

Before he had time to comfort Song Boyan, Song Boyan nestled down a little tired, leaned on the seat, his voice was a little hoarse, and asked, "Does my brother have any plans to expand the company recently?"

An Meng wondered why he asked this, and replied without thinking: "I can't guess what the president is thinking, so I dare not speak nonsense."

Song Boyan nodded without speaking.

An Meng thought about it for a long time, why did Song Yingdi really ask for no reason? He remembered that he had never asked much about the company's affairs. Song Qi asked him to help, and Song Yingdi always looked extremely impatient every time. He thought a lot In Quan'er, An Meng said in surprise, "You can't be..."

"What about me?" Song Boyan sneered, and scared back what An Meng was going to say.

An Meng smiled happily: "You big bosses, play casually, play casually, hehehehe."

There was no words all the way, but An Meng's palms were full of sweat. Song Boyan must be really angry, otherwise how could he want to swallow Xingli Entertainment? Now, An Meng doesn't have to mourn for Wu Zhi anymore. They are all family anyway, hehehe.

Watching Song Boyan walk into the company, An Meng sighed helplessly, before he could finish his sigh, Yang Fan called: "Hey, where are you?"

The tone sounded very anxious, An Meng thought, there is nothing wrong today, if you want to talk about major events, the only thing that matters is Chen Zhang's injury, but what does it have to do with Yang Fan, what is she anxious about, she said in a daze : "I'm at the gate of the company, what's wrong?"

"Chen Zhang is injured, right?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

Yang Fan raised his forehead: "Do you think I'm seventy or eighty and don't play with my phone? What about Song Boyan?"

An Meng said in her heart...

"He's in the company."

Only then did Yang Fan feel relieved. She knew about Song Boyan and Chen Zhang. Do you think she did it for nothing as a manager for so many years?

An Meng asked, "That's why you called?"

Yang Fan was speechless: "What else?"

"Okay I'm hanging up."

Yang Fan looked at the phone that was hung up, and frowned. Song Boyan's temper was still clear to him. When he picked him up, Yang Fan knew that this was the second young master of the Song family. He was very favored, so he was fine. Serving this uncle with good food and drink, Song Boyan not only did not have the arrogance of a rich man, but was very gentle and polite. Yang Fan thought he had picked up a treasure.

Yang Fan thinks that she knows her artists well, she only takes one at a time, never brings more than one, and always does her best in her affairs, and feels that knowing her artists is a matter of course.

But Song Boyan, she really didn't see through it.

Less than a year after taking over Song Boyan, Song Boyan's temper changed drastically. It seemed that he had entered a rebellious period, but he didn't look like he was acting desperately. Although Yang Fan was curious, he didn't know how to ask. No matter what he does, he has this background.

Yang Fan and the public relations were in charge of cleaning up Song Boyan's mess. Later, for some reason, Song Boyan became more restrained, but judging from his usual words and deeds, Yang Fan knew that Song Yingdi was easy to change, but his nature was hard to change.

This time about Chen Zhang's matter, Yang Fan was afraid that Song Boyan would mess up something again, causing the world to turn upside down, nothing happened, nothing happened?

Yang Fan felt a little uneasy.

Song Qi has the habit of squatting at the company late at night and working overtime, so Song Boyan will not be disappointed when he comes here. As expected, Song Qi is stuffing instant noodles into his mouth happily, and Gao Leng's president is completely ruined.

Song Qi was also a person who had experienced big storms. Seeing Song Boyan coming in, he pushed the instant noodles aside without changing his face, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Boyan looked at Song Qi, didn't intend to beat around the bush, and said directly, "I'm going to take care of Xing Li."

Song Qi was stunned for a moment, and said, "As you wish."

What Song Qi was lying in front of the computer just now was watching the matter of Chen Zhang, so much blood looked so bloody, his brother couldn't help but feel sorry for him, just sighing, Song Boyan came in, and told him such a decision, Song Naturally, Qi would not refuse. Whatever Song Boyan wanted, as long as it was not too much, he would give it.

Home and everything are going well.

Song Boyan also just came over to inform Song Qi, seeing that he did not object, he was about to go out.

Just as he was putting his hand on the doorknob, Song Qi's voice sounded behind him: "Song Boyan, do you really love him?"

Song Boyan paused, turned around and said, "You don't think so?"

Song Qi still likes Chen Zhang a little bit more. He is straight-hearted and good-looking. His appearance and character are worthy of Song Boyan. It's just that his family background is a bit poor, but it doesn't matter. He has what the Song family has, so there is no need to repeat it.

In the past two years, Song Qi has also watched these two people come all the way, fighting and fighting, and the two even fought in this office in front of Song Qi. Song Boyan mainly defended, and Chen Zhang just opened his mouth. The fire attack caused chaos in the office, Song Qi avoided to watch the play in order not to hurt himself.

In the end, the war ended when Chen Zhang smashed a vase on Song Boyan's head. Song Qi turned pale with fright at the time, wishing to throw Chen Zhang down the stairs, but Song Boyan just froze for a moment, then wiped his face. The blood left from the top of the head, said with a smile: "As long as you want, you can continue to smash."

To tell you the truth, Song Qi's heart ached, Chen Zhang's heart ached, and Song Boyan's love was too heavy.

Although Song Boyan looked foolish and liked to speak yellow accents, but for Chen Zhang, he considered almost everything. He was in a place that Chen Zhang could see, or he couldn't see it. Otherwise, with Chen Zhang's temper, how could he be entertaining? The industry is going so smoothly, and there is no need to sell yourself. How many people are there in the current entertainment industry?

The reason why Song Qi didn't want Song Boyan and Chen Zhang to be together was that both of them did things too extreme.

He remembered that Chen Zhang was not like this when he was young, and neither was Song Boyan. He didn't know what stimulated him.

Not long ago, he lamented the return of Chen Zhang when he was young, and lamented that the two of them could finally be together. Now that this happened again, although it had nothing to do with the two of them, Song Qi now felt from the bottom of his heart that the two of them not suitable.

"It's not up to outsiders to decide whether it fits or not." Song Boyan's hair, which he had done in the afternoon, had already softened, and he lay obediently on his forehead. Song Boyan, who was usually more imposing than the sky, looked a little fragile at this moment.

Song Qi's face was paralyzed: "You two are together, are you tired?"

The room fell into silence. After a while, Song Boyan gritted his teeth and said, "I want to be together even if I'm tired. He doesn't want to, and he can't run away."

"You..." Song Qi still wanted to persuade him, but Song Boyan didn't want to listen anymore, so he turned around and left, leaving his younger brother Song Qi behind.

Song Qi lingered on what he hadn't finished speaking for a long time, but he still swallowed it, and took out his mobile phone to call his assistant.

"Hey."

"Are you sick? Are you sick!" The assistant roared angrily when he saw that Song Qi was calling.

Song Qi was dressed in a black suit, with a cold face, standing in front of the desk, listening to the roar on the phone, like a black-faced Rakshasa.

"What important cooperation do we have with Wu Guoyang?"

There was silence for a while, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter?"

He didn't hear Song Qi's reply, so the assistant sat up from the bed in a regular manner, and replied: "Actually, there are not many, the main reason is that we invest in them and cooperate... That's really not the case, Wu Guoyang likes to hug his thighs in the circle He is famous, you said that his company is not small, and he pretends to be a grandson in front of people all day long, and he is not panicked, hey, by the way, why are you asking this?"

Listening to his words, Song Qi felt a lot warmer in his heart, and replied in a low voice: "I don't want to invest in Xingli Entertainment anymore."

assistant:"……"

"How can I do that? They have started filming several movies and TV shows. You withdraw your investment and sponsorship at this time. This, this, this..."

Song Qi was expressionless: "Do they have any important commercials or movies recently?"

The assistant tilted his head and thought for a moment: "There must be. There is an advertisement for EX jewelry, and there is also a fashion show. In terms of film and television, I heard that they bought two very good scripts."

"Cut it off."

The assistant was silent for a moment, then replied, "Okay."

"You're already asleep?" President Song Qida had nothing to say.

The assistant didn't speak for a long time. Song Qi looked at the phone screen, and before he hung it up, he heard the assistant's roar: "Brother, come, check what time it is, it's past two, it's not late at night , this is not late night, this is not late night, this is early morning, I have already fallen asleep, okay?"

Song Qi felt very comfortable when he heard his brother calling.

Then he said quickly, "I'm asleep, good night, Mr. President."

Song Qi looked at the hung up phone, raised the corners of his mouth, not easy to see.

Song Boyan left the company, and An Meng sent him directly to the hospital. If he wanted to come to Song Yingdi, he would not want to go anywhere. He definitely wanted to stay with Chen Zhang. An Meng didn't know Chen Zhang's current situation, and thought that the two of them would be okay. Find a little fun at the hospital.

However, many people on the Internet were hoping that nothing would happen to Chen Zhang, which seemed serious.

"Hey, do I want to go and see Chen Zhang?" Seeing Song Boyan get out of the car, An Meng hurriedly shouted behind him.

Song Boyan was too lazy to talk to her, and An Meng knew what he meant, so he parked the car and followed him to the ward.

Chen Zhang is still in the intensive care unit, and Song Nuo is guarding inside. When An Meng and Song Boyan came in, Song Nuo stood aside. Song Boyan glanced at Song Nuo coolly, and then looked at Chen Zhang on the bed.

This time Chen Zhang seemed to be a little more serious than the last time, even his breathing seemed to be a little weaker, his chest didn't rise and fall too much, he was wearing an oxygen mask, he had fluid infusion on the back of his hand, and the ECG monitor was beeping non-stop.

An Meng stood behind Song Boyan in a daze for a few seconds, then said in disbelief, "Why... so..." Seriously?An Meng didn't have the heart to say the last two words, because Song Boyan lowered his head and carefully touched Chen Zhang's forehead with the same force as kissing a butterfly.

Although An Meng is not Chen Zhang's assistant, seeing Chen Zhang like this makes him feel uncomfortable.Chen Zhang is more popular with everyone. He looks like a child, and he speaks well. He looks at you blankly, just like a kitten. An Meng naturally likes him. Seeing him so sick, lying half dead I also felt bad in bed.

Speaking of assistants, it's been so long, Assistant Chen Zhang, where's that fat guy?

The mobile phone on the bedside table vibrated twice. It belonged to Chen Zhang. Song Nuo took it over to look at it, with a serious expression on his face, and handed it to Song Boyan, "Can you take a look?"

is a text message.

——[Chen Zhang, are you okay?The company is busy, so I can't come to see you. Here I express condolences to you on behalf of all members of the company. Is your contract due in two months? Last time, didn't you say that you wanted to terminate the contract and take a rest?You are also sick this time. We negotiated a decision to let you live the life you like. Your salary has been paid to your card. Da Suo and Mo Tang are both in the company now. You should take good care of your injuries. Don't worry. ]

He is the boss of Chen Zhang's company.

Song Boyan didn't know what kind of storm was hidden in his eyes. An Meng stood aside and saw that the veins on his forehead were bulging, so he quietly took a look. His heart felt cold, only for Chen Zhang.

Xingli Entertainment can still be called a big boss in front of the small companies where Chen Zhang works. Last time, Chen Zhang had conflicts with Wu Zhi, and this time it was even worse. He went directly to the hospital. The concept of licking whoever has the ability directly kicked Chen Zhang.

It is estimated that there is also Wu Guoyang's instruction. It was not long after Chen Zhang's accident, and their company gave the verdict so decisively. I don't know how much benefit Wu Guoyang gave them.

In fact, I don't blame them, it's human nature, but why is An Meng so blocked?Bullying Chen Zhang feels like bullying one's own family members.

"Well, don't be angry, small company, you have no eyes." An Meng comforted.

Chen Zhang can be regarded as a potential stock. The film of disappointment has not been broadcast yet. Who knows what kind of upsurge this time will cause. Their company kicked Chen Zhang at this time. It is probably because his head is growing on a donkey, but there is no way Regarding the matter between Chen Zhang and Wu Zhi, on the Internet, Chen Zhang has the upper hand, but in reality, there must be a backer Wu Zhi who has the upper hand. Even if Chen Zhang is popular, the company doesn't need to offend the boss for him.

Song Boyan stuffed the phone into his pocket, and looked at Chen Zhang intently and softly.

"It's okay, my people, it's not their turn to say no."

An Meng was dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

"They don't want it, I want it." A firm and deep voice sounded in the ward.