He walks the career path in Shurachang

The adoptive parents of the male protagonist in the original book said that they adopted the male protagonist because they were unable to have children, and they hesitated about who the biological parents were. Unexpectedly, when the male protagonist was four years old, the adoptive parents gave birth to their own son and named it Shangbaobao, just by looking at the name, you can tell how much you are spoiled.

The young man is about seventeen or eighteen years old, not very old, and has a good temper. With a group of cronies, he would skip class and go out to play games every now and then. He would not wear new clothes and shoes.

At home, he is used to bossing around, and the elder brother of the original owner is not like a brother, but like a master and servant.

Shang Heng looked down at his shabby body and raised his eyebrows.

"Mrs. Rong, I'll go back first, and I will find a way to make up for the rent."

The landlady looked at him sympathetically: "It's really hard work for you. It doesn't matter if you pay the rent next month. I still want to thank you. Hey, by the way, your hand is not injured, right? Would you like to come to my place for some medicine?" ? Rongzhi, hurry up and get the medicine box..."

Shang Baobao frowned disdainfully: "Why are you pretending to be a man? Hurry up and cook, your parents are urging you! It's so annoying..."

Shang Heng narrowed his eyes slowly, and glanced over like a knife, Shang Baobao was inexplicably shocked, and was forced to swallow the second half of the words, then snorted heavily, slammed the door back angrily, and complained loudly to his parents.

Shang Heng looked back at the expressions of Rong Zhi's mother and son, and smiled again: "Don't bother, it's just a little bit of oily skin, please go ahead."

Until the rusted iron-gray door closed with harsh rubbing sounds, the landlady shook her head pityingly: "Why did this kind of house sit here?"

She turned to look at her son: "I remember when you were a child, you really liked to play with Shang Heng. Why haven't you seen each other for a few years, and you've become estranged?"

Rong Zhi had been staring at the door thoughtfully, but when he heard this, he retracted his gaze and gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The dark blue night covered half of his face, and the side illuminated by the corridor lamp showed a gentle smile: "Maybe it's been a long time since I saw him, and I feel that there are some changes in him and my memory. I'm not sure, is he my friend?" I know that person."

The landlady was puzzled: "What are you talking about, he is the Xiaoshang we know."

Rong Zhi smiled, but didn't speak.

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This [-]-square-meter apartment is full of messy and old furniture.

Green walls with peeling paint, blurred mirrors, ceiling fans and incandescent lamps hanging overhead, and the plastic floor under your feet is so damp that you can't see its original color, and it's uneven when you step on it.

Erotic magazines and some gamblers' counterattack myths are scattered on the torn leather sofa.

If it wasn't for the year clearly printed on the desk calendar, Shang Heng thought for a moment that he was reborn back to the 90s of last century.

He walked quickly back to the bedroom that was so small that he had nowhere to go, and the lock of the drawer had already been picked halfway.

Shang Heng's eyes sank slightly, he pulled out the drawer and looked, the inside was turned into a mess, the small copper-faced box containing important items was broken into two pieces, and the 200 million check really disappeared!

With a bang, the bedroom door slammed against the wall and rebounded again.

Shang Heng frowned and turned around, only to see a tall, burly, middle-aged man with a beer belly, holding the upper door frame with one hand, and pointing at his nose with the other hand, cursing:

"Little bastard! Are you fat? How dare you kill your brother? Don't think that if you meet a rich man outside, your wings will become stiff. If you have money, you dare to hide it and don't respect your parents? I have raised you for 20 years in vain. White-eyed wolf!"

Holding a feather duster in his hand, Shang Baobao hid behind his father to chime in: "That's right! If you don't come home so late to cook, you must be fooling around outside and hiding so much money secretly, maybe there are even more hidden in your body." Woolen cloth!"

Shang Heng glanced at the other party coldly, looking at the drunken gambler in front of him: "Where's the check? It's not your money, nor mine. I'll take it and return it."

"Also? I think you are looking for a beating! How dare I ask me to give money to someone else?" The adoptive father seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed angrily. He snatched the feather duster from Shang Baobao's hand and swung it Draw on Shang Heng——

Shang Heng subconsciously dodged sideways, but the room was too small, he was hit twice inadvertently, and there were several hot red marks on his forearm.

Shang Baobao hid behind the door frame, grinning gloatingly, and dared to stare at him in front of outsiders, he deserved it!

Shang Heng frowned speechlessly: "Have you had enough trouble?"

"How dare you hide? How dare you talk back? I told you to hide!" Enraged by his actions, the adoptive father switched the feather duster to the side of the handle, and slammed towards him again!

Unexpectedly, the blow didn't hit the flesh, but instead fell into the palm of a pair of iron pincers.

Shang Heng's hand holding the handle of the stick remained motionless, his face covered with frost, he stared coldly at his adoptive father's ferocious face, and a smile slowly formed at the corner of his mouth.

The incandescent lamp overturned the pale light from the top of the head, and the light and shadow on the face were divided into two, revealing a bit of sternness and coldness, which settled on the corners of the slightly raised mouth.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Shang Heng said slowly, using force with his wrist, he pulled out the feather duster little by little, held both ends with both hands, and snapped it into two pieces.

Shang Heng's physical fitness all the year round is completely different from the original owner's frailty. On the contrary, his adoptive father was hollowed out by wine, sex and gambling, and he is an empty can.

The adoptive father didn't expect that the adopted son, who had always been resigned, dared to resist. He was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he was furious, his thick neck was red with veins and blood dripping:

"You, you are a wolf-hearted and unfilial son! I provide you with food and drink, and it is only natural for you to give me money! You dare to contradict me without being grateful?"

He looked around for other things that could hit people: "I must teach you a lesson today, you bastard!"

"Ha! Dare to make Dad angry, you are finished! You idiot!" Shang Baobao quickly fetched a thick rolling pin from the kitchen, and fanned the flames, "Dad, I saw him get into a man's luxury car the other day! "

"He must have more than 200 million. The selfish ghost secretly hid it and refused to give it to us! I don't want to ask if our family adopted him. Who knows where he will beg for food!"

"This house is too dilapidated and too small. I can't hold my head up in front of my classmates. Let him take out all the money and let's change to a big house in the city center! You can also buy a luxury car to drive! How face-saving!"

Shang Heng laughed out loud, this little idiot has no other skills, but he is very good at playing and drumming, this father and son are really in the same line.

The adoptive father was holding a rolling pin, swearing and hitting him with his hands!If it is done right now, it will hurt the head and blood at the slightest, and hurt the muscles and bones at the worst.

Shang Heng squinted his eyes, and slammed half of the handle of the duster on the opponent's right wrist. The rolling pin came out of his hand instantly and fell into Shang Heng's hand, hitting his adoptive father's fat and short knee with his backhand!

The bulky middle-aged man's knees gave way, and he immediately fell to the ground, as if he was kneeling down to Shang Heng!

The adoptive father was so corrupt that he wanted to get up and beat someone, but Shang Heng grabbed his messy hair and forced him to raise his neck. A sharp black shadow pierced down in front of him, and it was going to pierce his eyeball in the blink of an eye!

The adoptive father's insults stopped suddenly, his voice broke in his throat, and he opened his mouth wide in horror—the tip of a ballpoint pen was quietly hovering in front of his right eye, less than two centimeters away from the eyeball.

Shang Heng smiled calmly. His shirt was thin, like a gentlemanly student. He pressed his thumb on the end of the ballpoint pen. Every time he pressed it, the tip of the pen stretched and contracted.

He said slowly: "Do you still want the eyes?"

The blood on the adoptive father's face faded away in an instant, his hair stood on end, and his fingers kept trembling.

"Ah!" Shang Baobao screamed in fright, his left foot was tripped by his right foot, and he fell on the floor tiles.

Shang Heng ignored him, but just repeated his own words:

"I'll say it again, where's the check? I'll take it and pay it back to others. Bear your own gambling debts, buy your own house and luxury car, don't think that I'm still the same Shang Heng who you bullied and oppressed me in the past."

"It pissed me off, I don't mind degreasing your body fat."

The adoptive father is full of bully and cowardice. He usually scolds the original owner for beating and scolding. When the debt collectors come to him, he can be coaxed into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. He pushes the original owner to pay off the debt without hesitation. Unexpectedly, Shang Heng seems to be a different person overnight. In this way, I was instantly scared.

"The check...was exchanged for cash...50 has already been spent...the rest is in the travel bag under the bed..."

Only 150 million left?

Shang Heng resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but luckily this guy hadn't had time to gamble the rest.

He let go of his hand, left the cold sweating adoptive father aside, turned around to look for the travel bag, and was suddenly burdened with a debt of 50 yuan, which he didn't know how to pay back.

"Xiaoheng! How could you take away your parents' life-saving money?!"

The adoptive mother who had witnessed the whole process, just now when the adoptive father was silent when he was beating someone, rushed out and cried, crying bitterly, just like a weak woman who was robbed by robbers.

"If you take the money away, the debt collectors will come and hack your parents and your brother to death! How dare you have the heart to kill us! You can just blame us, my brother is still so young, he is still a child , when you are still growing up, you can't be so cruel!"

The adoptive mother looked at him with tears in her eyes, although she usually treats Xiao Heng a little less, but he is an elder brother, so he should let his younger brother a little bit, Xiao Heng is soft-hearted, as long as she treats him a little better, she will definitely soften her heart.

As expected, Shang Heng stopped in front of her.

The adoptive mother looked at him expectantly, and she knew that the adopted son was kind-hearted, as long as he showed a little weakness, he would be willing to make concessions.

Shang Heng knelt down in front of her, with loving eyes, and gently put the rolling pin into her palm: "You are right, so I leave this weapon to you, come on, remember to call the police when the time comes."

Adoptive mother: "..."

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It was already night when we left the old building.

The gentle night wind blows over the treetops and branches, causing one or two high-pitched cicadas to sing.At the beginning of the moonlight, there are still many pedestrians on the street, and the street is full of bustling neon lights.

Apart from the fact that the two bags of cash must be returned to Gu Lin and the contract of prostitution is completely terminated, Shang Heng can be said to be penniless, and he is also carrying an inexplicable debt of 50.

Fortunately, according to the plot of the original book, the turning point is just around the corner.

Because of his outstanding appearance, the male protagonist was spotted by a scout from an entertainment company, and signed a contract with harsh conditions. Since then, he has stepped into the entertainment industry, a big vat of dirt and opportunity.

Coincidentally, the entertainment company happened to be acquired by Gu Lin's group, and the business meeting was held in the nearby Boshan Hotel.

Shang Heng looked down at the time, it was so late and the bank was closed, it was not safe to carry such a large amount of cash.Instead of waiting for the scout who doesn't know when to appear, it's better to seize the opportunity and take the initiative to attack.

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The reception at Lan Club ended an hour ago.

The silver Porsche is speeding on the elevated road, and the street lights outside the car window are thrown into an orange light wall, and the colorful neon light strips extend into the distance along the long loop.

Gu Lin leaned in the back seat and closed the door to rest his mind. Without the chattering dandies at the reception, his ears were much cleaner.

Although it has only been a few days since he passed through the book, Gu Lin has already figured out the capital he owns with the help of his rich experience in the past - except for the only variable, Shang Heng.

Recalling the short confrontation during the day, Gu Lin opened his eyes and looked out the window as night fell.

He held a thin contract in his hand, and the translucent black car window reflected his frowning eyebrows. The Shang Heng he saw today seemed to be different from the protagonist in the novel in his memory.

I always feel that something is weird, and there is an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Could it be that his preconceived prejudice really misunderstood Shang Heng?

"Mr. Gu." Amo, the assistant sitting in the front passenger seat, suddenly turned around and said cautiously, "The blank check has already been cashed."

Gu Lin squinted his eyes, exhaled lightly, and flicked his fingertips, letting it fall on the carpet.

"Very well, this Shang Heng is more greedy than I imagined."

Assistant Amo asked hesitantly, "Do you want to ask him to get the money back?"

Gu Lin said coldly: "No, just spend money to buy a clean. If he comes to look for it again, don't bother."

"Yes, Mr. Gu."

Gu Lin leaned back on the back of the back seat and straightened the cuff buttons: "What else is there tonight?"

"There is a negotiation meeting at Boshan Hotel, and the boss of the newly acquired Huaimeng Entertainment Company is waiting for you to arrive."

"understood."

The author has something to say: 1. This article does not involve much in the entertainment industry, and the protagonist does not follow the line of an actor

2. Wearing, no original body