He walks the career path in Shurachang

The milky white light in the bathroom silently lay between the two of them, and the mirror of the washstand dimly reflected Gu Lin's side face.

"Don't you want to drink?" Shang Heng shook the water glass and put it aside, "President Gu, what else do you want?"

The corners of Gu Lin's eyes twitched violently, and he stared at Shang Heng without saying a word.

His chest heaved violently, crystal drops of water dripped down the tips of his hair, a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead and cheeks, his lips turned white from the cold water, his soaked shirt and trousers were tightly attached to his body, and his shoulder blades And the outline of the arm at a glance.

Like a real drowned chicken.

"Are you taking revenge on me? For letting you get caught in the rain that day?" Gu Lin wiped his face from embarrassment, the feeling of softness and hotness has subsided a lot, and his suspended thinking has gradually come online. .

Shang Heng spread his hands innocently: "I'm not that stingy, if I really wanted to take revenge on you, it would be fine if I just let you make a fool of yourself in public, maybe the news headlines early tomorrow morning will be all about your public execution, With so many live footage, it’s hard to cover up.”

Gu Lin was silent for a moment, then asked hoarsely, "How did you know that I was drugged?"

This time, Shang Heng was speechless, how could he know that Gu Lin was so recited, that he didn't drink so much wine, but he drank the problematic glass.

"Actually, it wasn't aimed at you." Shang Heng felt a little headache, after investigating this matter carefully, he was also responsible. If he didn't think of retaliation, he just spilled the wine, how could there be so many things.

Gu Lin said with serious eyes: "I will send someone to investigate the surveillance video."

"If Boss Gu has nothing else to do, I won't bother Boss Gu." Shang Heng turned his gaze around the other party, retracted it as if nothing had happened, and turned to leave.

"Wait." Gu Lin took a deep breath and suddenly stopped him.

Shang Heng turned around: "?"

"I'm sorry about what happened last time. Also," Gu Lin looked away, his fingertips clasped on the edge of the bathtub turned white, and his voice was lowered: "Thank you."

Shang Heng raised his eyebrows, is it going to rain red?The character design of Gu Lin in the original book is extremely conceited and domineering, and he will never apologize or thank him.

He turned his head to look at Gu Lin, whose whole body was immersed in cold water, the skin on the tips of his ears was thin, and reddish blood vessels appeared under the light.

Seeing that he hadn't left for a long time, Gu Lin turned his face slightly: "What? Do you want to stay? You take back that contract, maybe I can think about it."

The bathroom door closed with a click, and the sound of Shang Heng's footsteps went away. Gu Lin hooked the corner of his mouth speciously, and began to unbutton his clothes one by one...

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It was an hour after Gu Lin came out of the bathroom.

The floor-to-ceiling clock passed nine o'clock, and only a small carved table lamp was lit in the living room of the suite. The moonlight quietly spread in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the deep red elm floor was illuminated in a cold and pale.

Gu Lin stepped into the light wearing a nightgown, ten missed calls on the phone were from assistant Amo.There were two more bags of cash and a note on the coffee table:

"The bank is closed. Here is 145 million. Due to some special reasons, I owe you the rest of the money, totaling 55. This is an IOU. I will pay it back with interest as soon as possible. Shang Heng."

There was still a bit of water vapor in Gu Lin's hair, and the dim light filtered out the residual redness of his skin. He lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers, and leaned against the sofa. After the effect of the medicine faded, his body still felt a little uncomfortable, and he wrinkled. Frowning, he dialed the assistant's phone.

"Call my personal doctor over here."

"Mr. Gu, are you okay? That Shang Heng..." The assistant's eager voice sounded distorted through the phone.

"I'm fine. You go and check the monitoring of tonight's reception, and the source of all the drinks. In addition," Gu Lin paused slightly, "about Shang Heng and his family situation, make a detailed report to I."

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Half an hour ago, Shang Heng returned to his standard room.

After entering the door with the front foot, Zhou Tong received a call with the back foot, and the phone rang again and again in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Heng turned from a millionaire back to being poor and in debt. With a toothbrush in his mouth, he pressed the power amplifier button:

The other end of the phone hesitated for a while, and then Zhou Tong's cautious voice sounded: "Xiao Shang, may I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Gu?"

Shang Heng thought for a while and said, "Someone I know."

There was a soft inhalation sound on the phone, and Zhou Tong lowered his posture:

"It turns out that you and Gu always know each other. If that's the case, tell me earlier. We are all on our own. If you want to enter the dream, isn't that easy? Why are there so many misunderstandings?"

Shang Heng smiled silently: "Mr. Zhou, in order to thank you for the smooth signing, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Zhou Tong smiled apologetically: "Hehe, Xiaoshang just likes to joke, so you should make a deal first."

Shang Heng hooked the corner of his mouth: "The good news is that I have deleted the video, this 'misunderstanding' will not spread, you can rest assured."

Zhou Tong was full of thanks: "Foresight! Foresight! Sure enough, I saw the right person. With your qualifications, you will sooner or later be successful!"

Shang Heng said slowly: "The bad news is that Gu Lin drank the drugged wine by mistake, and he will definitely investigate."

"What?" Zhou Tong's screams instantly increased several decibels, "Shang Heng, I have already given you the best contract according to your request. You are familiar with Mr. Gu, please give me some good words for my brother. Sentence, please! I really didn’t do it on purpose! I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, and I will correct it immediately! I will never dare to do it again!”

Shang Heng: "Mr. Zhou has had this repentance for a long time, why did it come to this? I will send you another piece of good news."

Zhou Tong said urgently, "What?"

Shang Heng rinsed his mouth, wiped his face, and said slowly: "You still have one night to surrender."

"Shang Heng! Shang—dudu—"

Shang Heng hangs up the phone without mercy, a young and innocent face is reflected on the smooth mirror, Shang Heng stares at the person in the mirror through the mirror, there is no doubt that this is his face, his body, but it is more than 27 She looked 5 years younger then.

Books, the virtual world constructed by two-dimensional characters, have completely become reality.

Those characters that once existed only in verbal descriptions have come to life with their own emotions, more three-dimensional than words, and more vivid than imagination.

The plot has long deviated from the track of memory, and every choice I make will have an impact on tomorrow.

The "personal design" of several male supporting roles is no longer so reliable. The "thriller" in the original book seems to have burst the bubble, and still holds the arrogance of the known plot, and can only be "beaten by reality" face".

Shang Heng gently wiped away the mist from the mirror, his black eyes were deep and sharp.

Not only does he want to live well here, but he also wants to live better than everyone else.

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Early the next morning, Shang Heng tidied himself up, checked out of the room, and went to Huaimeng Entertainment to report.

This old-fashioned entertainment economic company owns a building of its own in the city center.

In recent years, the performance of the entertainment companies under the Tianhe Group has grown by leaps and bounds. There are several pillars at once, and Huaimeng is not accepted. He is almost forced to the edge of a cliff. The boss almost wants to sell the building to survive. Leaning close to the eyes.

Last night's business meeting was hyped up by the media in the industry, and it finally brought some popularity and confidence to the precarious Huaimeng Entertainment. On the first night, several newcomers were signed, and Shang Heng was one of them.

The entertainment industry is a good springboard, and the one-year appointment is just right, but the premise is that he must try his best to seize all opportunities and resources.

It wasn't until he entered the Huaimeng Building that Shang Heng realized that this company was even more in decline than he had imagined——

Except for the five floors at the top of the building which are used for offices, the rest of the 20-storey floors are all leased to other companies, and they live by collecting rent every month.

The interior decoration is old, and the edge of the signboard on the background wall of the front desk is old and dull.

The lady at the front desk led him to the rookie practice room familiarly. For the sake of appearance, she quietly told him a new piece of gossip with sympathetic eyes:

"Your original manager, Mr. Zhou Tong, seemed to have been fired suddenly for some unknown reason. The company temporarily arranged a new manager for you. However, Sister Li also has several artists under her staff, and you are just one of them."

Shang Heng gave a wry smile helplessly, this probably meant that every gain must come with a loss.

There are already several young people sitting in the rookie practice room, ranging in age from 24 to [-] years old.

Shirts, T-shirts, jeans, casual wear, exquisite hairstyles, and fashionable accessories are full of the unique "trend style" and personality of boys of this age.

Only Shang Heng, who was dressed in a formal suit, looked like a serious elite white-collar worker.

"You are Shang Heng, right? My name is Li Mai, you can call me Sister Li." The manager pushed the big red-framed round glasses on the bridge of his nose, signaling him to sit down.

"The others have introduced themselves. Tell me about your strengths. I will arrange your development directions based on your characteristics."

"Since you want to develop into the entertainment industry, you should have something you are good at, right? Singing?"

Shang Heng shook his head honestly: "I am tone deaf."

Sister Li said patiently, "Dancing?"

Shang Heng: "No."

Sister Li frowned: "Acting?"

Shang Heng: "I haven't learned it."

"Even if you want to sell your face, you must at least have some strength."

Some people laughed out loud, and other newcomers also showed more or less disdainful expressions. The newcomers here are not so much classmates, but competitors.

Sister Li was expressionless: "Then what will you do?"

Shang Heng said calmly: "Financial management for others."

Sister Li rolled her eyes: "Say something I can understand."

Shang Heng considered his words and said slowly, "I mean, I'm good at sales."

Sister Li was speechless, and went out to answer the call with her vibrating mobile phone.

The other newcomers finally broke out into a burst of laughter: "Selling? It's a shame that you don't sell insurance. What are you doing here?"

"Could it be that becoming popular online is the goal of life? It's too low!"

"I don't want to be in a group with a guy who can't sing or dance, whoever you love."

Amidst the noise in the room, Sister Li walked in with her mobile phone in hand, and turned on the network projection TV on the wall without saying a word.

On the TV, the scene of Shang Heng blocking the camera for Gu Lin yesterday was playing. Gu Lin was blocked tightly, but every shot was filled with Shang Heng's big natural and unmodified face, which can be called 360-degree flawless face. Shooting in a blind spot, followed by the news, repeated exposure in a swiping screen.

Sister Li held the remote control in her hand, switched the screen to the browser, and opened the hot search on the homepage of Weibo——#贵门护卫素颜惊烤#, ranked 27th, and is still climbing up a little bit.

The practice room was quiet. Sister Li took a deep look at Shang Heng. Maybe this guy is really good at sales.

The author has something to say: Shang: It’s a small face, thank you