He walks the career path in Shurachang

In the evening, the blush sunset glow is dyed layer by layer from the western sky, like a lazily blooming flower.

Gu Lin's car slowly parked at the entrance of Huaimeng Entertainment Building. There were paparazzi journalists who came here after hearing the news. The assistant silently drove the car into the internal parking lot.

Assistant A Mo hung up the phone and turned around: "Mr. Gu, the people in the live broadcast room said that Shang Heng has finished work and went downstairs. Do you want to call him and ask him to come see you?"

The window of the rear seat was slowly rolled down, Gu Lin raised his head, and there was a sound of regular footsteps in the elevator that was very close, and he stretched his eyebrows: "No, turn on the headlights."

After all, Gu Lin relaxed and leaned back in the back seat, thinking about what to say later.

Having the script is an obvious advantage, especially when he deduces some conjectures from a few words in Shang Heng's live broadcast, and the other party does not know, it is the most interesting.

How Shang Heng is not Shang Heng, he doesn't mind if he takes off his tinted glasses...

A Mo's weak voice interrupted Gu Lin's thinking: "Mr. Gu, Shang Heng is gone."

Gu Lin was stunned for a moment, and watched Shang Heng hold the phone, who was talking to someone, and walked past the front of the Porsche without squinting, not noticing his existence at all.

Amo wondered what the boss was thinking: "Mr. Gu?"

Gu Lin's expression was not good: "Honk the horn."

This time the voice was loud enough to finally catch Shang Heng's attention. He hung up the phone, frowned and glanced at the Porsche. Say hello.

"Mr. Gu, why are you here? Do you need me?"

The parking lot was dimly lit, and the surroundings were quiet and stuffy.

"No, I happened to pass by and do something along the way." Gu Lin turned his face to the side, and his eyes turned around the other person's face as if nothing had happened.

Shang Heng smiled slightly: "That's right, that's right, Mr. Gu has a lot of things to do every day, so why don't you make a special trip to find me when you have time?"

He put his left hand on the roof of the car, and his slightly bent figure cast a shadow on Gu Lin.

Gu Lin's eyes were at the junction of light and darkness, and there was a faint smile that could not be detected. After Shang Heng looked carefully, it disappeared without a trace, and it was still the same indifference that treated everyone equally.

After a pause, he said slowly, "I heard that your debut live broadcast was good? Actually tonight..."

Before he could say the next few words, Shang Heng's cell phone vibrated again. He looked down at the incoming message and stood up straight:

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your compliment. I won't delay your work. I will definitely be able to repay the debt I owe you. Don't worry. I'll take my leave first."

Gu Lin: "..."

Seeing Shang Heng walking briskly away, Amo craned his neck to take a look, then turned his head: "Mr. Gu, he left again, it seems that he got into someone else's car."

Gu Lin squinted and looked in the direction the assistant pointed, a low-key silver-gray Aston Martin diagonally opposite.

The man sitting in the driver's seat was wearing a black mask, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes and a light red tear mole at the corner of the eye. Even though most of his face was covered, the highly recognizable eyebrows and eyes made him recognizable at a glance identity of.

"Lin Yuqing?" Gu Lin frowned slightly, the plot deviated from his memory more and more, why did the two get mixed up so quickly...

Gu Lin hadn't read the original plot carefully, and didn't remember much of it.Or...in fact, the plot of the original novel is not reliable at all?

The Aston Martin engine roared and slowly drove out of the berth. Amo asked the boss again with his eyes: "Do you want to catch up?"

Gu Lin was about to give orders, but the mobile phone became lively at this moment, and the words Fang Yang flashed on the screen, Remarks, the heir of the Fang family.

Even though he was reluctant, he pressed the call button: "Hello."

"Gu Lin, long time no see." A soft youthful voice rang out from the phone, as clear and moving as pearls knocking on a jade plate.

"To make a long story short, I still have something to do." Gu Lin's voice was low, and he tapped the edge of the car window lightly with his fingers, a little impatient.

"Remember the business I told you about last time? I've already invited everyone, and I'm just waiting for you. I'll make an appointment at the restaurant we used to go to. I'll wait for you here until you come. Come or not, it’s up to you, see you or leave.”

Fang Yang hung up the phone neatly, not even giving him time to refuse.

A Mo looked at the boss's face: "Mr. Gu, the car is gone, where are we going?"

Gu Lin leaned back to the back seat with serious eyes, and tugged on his tie: "Tonghua Road, Flowering Restaurant."

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At the same time, the silver-gray sports car was galloping on the street when the lights were just beginning to shine, skillfully avoiding the avenues full of surveillance cameras, and turning into a quiet and clean alley.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads soft and bright light in front of the windshield.

Lin Yuqing put on her sunglasses, took out a peaked cap from the drawer, and handed it to Shang Heng in the passenger seat: "It's best to wear it, you are also a public figure now."

Shang Heng put the hat on as he said: "Mr. Lin seems to be very skilled at throwing off Yuji?"

"Of course, this is the experience accumulated over the years." Lin Yuqing's smile was covered by a black mask, but leaked from the corners of her narrow eyes: "You can just call me Lin Yuqing, you don't have to be a teacher. "

Shang Heng smiled politely: "I was the one who made the move. This time, I really want to thank Mr. Lin for his generous help, otherwise I would be ashamed."

"Small idea, anyway, you let me earn 30 to 10 pocket money for nothing." Lin Yuqing shrugged indifferently, and he bet on Shang Heng's [-] virtual coins. It doesn't matter if it's a [-]-minute revealing easter egg.

Shang Heng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth. When will he be able to use 30 million as pocket money?

"Where are we going?"

"Didn't you say that you invited me to dinner to express your gratitude? I'll pick the restaurant, don't you mind?"

Lin Yuqing turned the car into a narrow alley. The signboard at the intersection had peeled off its paint due to age, and the words Tonghua Road could be vaguely seen.

Both sides of the alley are full of big purple roses, and the thick green fence that is as high as a person covers the setting sun, only sporadically shining a little warm light from the gaps between the leaves and flowers.

"This restaurant is very private, and the environment is one of the best in the city center. General reporters can't get in. Get out of the car." Lin Yuqing got out of the car first, and led Shang Heng to push open the glass side door of the restaurant.

Shang Heng looked up at the signboard. It was written with the word "Flowering Period" written in white European-style fonts among the rose bushes. He somehow felt familiar, as if he had seen it in the original book.

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The architecture of Flowering Restaurant retains the original style and traces of the end of the last century. The three-storey small western-style buildings are surrounded by thick green ivy and rose flowers, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

The white walls, domes, and hedges are like a sea of ​​flowers, which weakens the old and heavy feeling of the building. Under the warm golden sunset, the dust floats in the air, like a fairy tale dream.

A waiter in a cheongsam led the two of them to sit in the cubicle on the second floor. Shang Heng looked around. According to the consumption level here, a meal would cost at least five figures. Seeing Lin Yuqing's help, he had no choice but to He gritted his teeth and endured it.

When Shang Heng was observing the environment, Lin Yuqing was observing him. He slowly took off his mask, stirred the coffee with a thin spoon, and smiled slightly: "This is your treat."

The indebted poor ghost forced a smile: "Of course."

Lin Yuqing smiled even wider: "I will pay the bill."

The surprise came too suddenly, Shang Heng blinked, and praised sincerely: "Ms. Lin is really a caring and good person."

"You don't need to send me a good person card." Lin Yuqing took a sip of coffee, and her two silkworms curved gracefully, "I have always been generous to people who fit my aesthetics."

Shang Heng reluctantly accepted this business bragging, thought for a moment, and finally decided to cut to the chase: "Why help me?"

Lin Yuqing was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you want to go back to your previous life?"

Shang Heng was taken aback, facing this almost straightforward hint, he thought for a long time, and slowly said: "In the past and now, each has its own way of life, not to mention, I'm afraid it's not what you and I want to decide. of."

Lin Yuqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she stared into his eyes through the white tablecloth and pink roses:

"I have read a book called "The Endless Traveler", in which the male protagonist travels through various time and space, as long as he rewrites the ending of that time and space, he will never be able to leave, the writing is very interesting, you can read it. "

Shang Heng didn't understand why Lin Yuqing said this, the waiter brought the dishes one by one, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Around the partition, other guests were seated to eat one after another. The voices of the guests talking were very low, hidden in the gentle and beautiful background music.

"Sorry, answer the call." Lin Yuqing shook the phone, got up and walked to the small balcony outside the French window.

Shang Heng vaguely saw the name of the heroine of Lin Yuqing's just-wrapped love movie "Long Love" displayed on the screen, and the voice came vaguely:

"...No other meaning, just friendship..."

"...This is my personal behavior. I'm sorry, Miss Ling. I never meant to tie up and fry CP with others. Of course, you are the same..."

"Don't cry, Miss Ling, if I say something wrong, I apologize, girls will lose their makeup when they cry..."

Shang Heng shook his head amusedly, but the central air-conditioning system is really not broken.

He didn't know how long the call would take, so he got up to look for the bathroom, and when he passed the stairs, he was almost knocked down by the panicked waiter.

"My guest, I'm sorry... are you okay?" The waiter looked at Shang Heng nervously, there was an obvious oil stain on the hem of his dress.

"I'm fine." Shang Heng followed the direction she came from, and casually glanced at the private room on the side, his expression changed instantly - isn't that Gu Lin!

The door of the VIP room was not closed securely. From Shang Heng's perspective, he could just see Gu Lin's unsuspecting side face. Opposite him sat a thin young man in a navy blue striped shirt.

The young man turned his back to Shang Heng and couldn't see his appearance. When he lowered his head to serve Shang Heng, a swan-like white and slender neck was exposed from the neckline, and his hair was neatly combed, looking docile and soft.

"Why did you lie to me to come to the flowering period?"

"I want to see you."

Gu Lin frowned and pursed her lips: "I'm very busy."

The young man's voice was low and soft, and he had a three-point smile when he spoke: "Are you busy meeting that substitute named Shang Heng?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Shang Heng's mind. He remembered that the flowering restaurant was not the love rival of the hero in the original book. He failed to confess to Gu Lin. Because of love and hatred, he decided to take revenge. He happened to meet the villain boss for the first time. The key turning point for suppressing the hero!

The main line of the plot has clearly changed beyond recognition, so it is still dying and struggling to turn on the original road?

It's a good feeling, the male protagonist's charm aura is gone, but the villain is still conscientiously waiting to play tricks!

The waiter who delivered the food came out of the private room, closed the door of the room, and no sound of conversation could be heard. Shang Heng took a deep look at the room number, turned his head and left.

If this story is true, then Wen Ruiyun must be at the Flowering Restaurant at this moment.

The author has something to say: Wen: Finally it's my turn to meet officially :)

Shang: It’s so clever!