I have crossed the [entertainment circle]

Han Zhaonan glanced at Wang Changbo who had already got up from the pool, and thought of Jian Yanxi's behavior just now, he was also a little terrified, and asked: "Your way of revenge is so simple and direct, aren't you afraid that he will take revenge by other means later? "

"I'm just afraid that he won't take revenge by other means."

When he said this, the expression on his face seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and the brows were raised slightly, Han Zhaonan's heart trembled inexplicably, he rubbed his nose and said with a dry smile: "That's probably because I think too much."

"It's not that you think too much, but you think too little. How did you solve the matter at the Wangjue Club last time?" Jian Yanxi glanced at him lightly and asked.

Han Zhaonan didn't expect Jian Yanxi to pay attention to this matter, and in fact he didn't take it to heart, so he shrugged and said indifferently: "I'm still investigating."

Jian Yanxi stopped, and turned to look at Han Zhaonan in disbelief: "Are you still checking? What are you looking for?"

"Han Yudong is looking for someone to get my evidence. I don't know where the blue supercar went, and I can't find it if I look for it. That little bastard who kills Matt is also—"

Jian Yanxi sneered, glanced at Han Zhaonan's full head of yellow hair and said, "You are also qualified to say that people killed Matt? Now it's almost a month since the incident happened, and you are still investigating! Didn't you say that the instigator was Han Yudong? You You don't need to interfere at all, tell the Han family's parents about this matter, don't they let you decide?"

Jian Yanxi's tone was stern, and Han Zhaonan's expression became uneasy: "I don't have any evidence at all. If I talk about it with empty teeth, who will believe me?"

"You don't need evidence. Your injury is the best evidence. You are the only child of the Han family whose family tree is on the lineage. This identity is your protection, no matter who hurt you in front of the Wangjue club before. Who, as long as you tell Mr. Han or Han Qiao about this, they will help you to find out, isn't it faster than you can find your useless friends?" Jian Yanxi sneered: "But now it's over twenty Damn, you haven't found anything yet, Han Yudong must have destroyed all the traces, even if you ask Mr. Han or Han Qiao for help, you will definitely find nothing useful."

Han Zhaonan: "..." He didn't think so much before, but he just considered that Han Yudong's murder of him was just a guess. If there is no evidence, how can he convince others?In addition, he had been paying attention to Jian Yanxi's Weibo incident before, so he didn't pay much attention to this matter. When he really wanted to check, he couldn't find anything.

He also thought that Han Yudong would never be able to do this by himself, and Han Yuliang or Fang Yao must have helped him with the finishing work behind the scenes.

Jian Yanxi was not interested in knowing these psychological activities of Han Zhaonan, so he just said cruelly: "It's all right now, your injuries are completely healed, and all the evidence has been annihilated. You have to suffer this loss, bear with it."

"..."

Han Zhaonan gritted his teeth: "Who said I have to suffer this? Han Yudong asked someone to screw me up. I can't make up for it publicly, and I can't get it back in private?"

"This is your plan?" Jian Yanxi looked at Han Zhaonan like a fool, just wanted to beat him up immediately to clear his mind, and said with a sneer, "You're going to drag yourself into a relationship with a 17-year-old high school student." I have nothing to say about my level.”

Who the hell is on the same level as that idiot Han Yudong!Han Zhaonan stared, looked at Jian Yanxi and said angrily: "You are so awesome, what do you think I should do?"

"I have no choice, but your solution is absolutely impossible." Jian Yanxi looked indifferent, and entered the world of light and shadow in the villa: "If you don't believe me, just do it."

He left after he finished speaking, completely ignoring Han Zhaonan who was behind him. Han Zhaonan was left alone, kicking the stones by his feet viciously with gritted teeth, and cursed "grass" in a low voice!

Damn this guy is so arrogant!Do you really think that he dare not do anything to him!

Mr. Cheng Wenhua is 86 years old, which is considered a long life in modern times. When people reach this age, living an extra year is like earning money. Therefore, compared with the trembling when young and the steady pace of the middle-aged age, getting old is a bit more Leisurely, with less confinement, and with his lofty status, he is more relaxed in all aspects. Therefore, after showing up in front of him for this birthday, he played chess with his friend Lian Yunchan upstairs, and occasionally a few The close juniors came up to read congratulatory speeches, while the old man's son Cheng Yuan and three apprentices received him downstairs.

"I heard that this guy, A Yuan, started filming "Zhu Shen" recently, and he personally asked you for a picture?"

"For good luck, am I idle when I'm idle?" Mr. Lian was wearing white casual clothes, his hair and beard were all white, and he looked like a fairy. He dropped a sunspot and said: "He last time Come on, tell me about a junior in your circle who speaks and writes well, especially Jianzhen's cursive writing."

Old Master Cheng was surprised: "A kid from the entertainment industry?" It's rare for entertainers in the entertainment industry to have this kind of talent.

"Yeah, I'm also surprised, but A Yuan's words are convincing, and it seems that he is serious. He also said that you invited him to your birthday banquet this time, let me see."

Mr. Cheng didn't take it seriously when he heard the words. His friend is not from the entertainment circle, and he doesn't know much about the people in this circle, but he has been immersed in it for nearly his whole life, and he deeply knows that people in this circle want to climb up. How many means can be used, look, isn't this what it is?Through a single line, I got an opportunity to attend the birthday banquet. At this banquet, I don’t know how many top people in the circle I will meet, and how many opportunities I will get——

There are all kinds of things in the world, and this is just one of them.

Old Master Cheng sighed in his heart, that boy A Yuan is already 50 years old, he is still a little naive, and he would be deceived by this method.However, my friend has spent a lifetime in calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, and he is especially fond of Jianzheng's cursive cursive. Mr. Cheng is also afraid that his friend has expectations for this matter in his heart. When he sees people looking disappointed when he sees the calligraphy, he smiles and says: "Ah What kind of calligraphy and painting does a shooter know? I think he is talking nonsense, so don’t have too much hope, it’s probably just a young kid who can write with a certain appearance, so he will take it seriously.”

"That's not necessarily true." Mr. Lian hummed and said strangely: "At the beginning, Ah Yuan was very talented in calligraphy and painting, but he was delayed when he went to learn to shoot. Otherwise, he is now in the position of everyone in the country, how can he occupy a place..."

"Break." Seeing that Mr. Lian was on the verge of overturning the old score again, Mr. Cheng quickly dropped a white piece and said with a smile, "Look, look, I'm not bad at chess, am I?"

"Hey, I didn't look carefully just now—"

"Dad, Uncle Lian." At this moment, the half-covered study door was pushed open, Cheng Yuan stood outside the door with his hands down, and said with a smile, "Mr. You celebrate your birthday." I saw Han Shen with a slight smile on his face and Han Zhaonan with an impatient face standing beside Cheng Yuan, and behind him were the national goddess He Liangyuan and the double actor Zhang Yuan who were held by Cheng Yuan. Comes with a Jianyan wearing a black suit.

Old Master Cheng saw many handsome men and beautiful women outside the door, his smile widened, and he said, "The third boy of the Han family? Come quickly, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Han Shen led Han Zhaonan forward, and now there was a different expression on his usual iceberg face, and he respectfully said, "Cheng Lao's 86th birthday, I wish you good luck like Donghai and Shoubi Nanshan first, and my father also entrusted me to thank you Hello."

"How is your father?"

"Recently, my blood sugar has been a little higher again, but nothing else is serious."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Cheng greeted Han Shen to sit down, shook his head and sighed: "Like us who have lived to this age, everything will be good if we are in good health. But your father has you and your elder brother and second brother. My son who is very promising must live a much more comfortable life than me, and he is also much more at ease, and he must be in good health."

"Dad said that, it hurts my heart." Cheng Yuan retorted with a smile on the side: "I'm not bad as a son, right?"

Hearing this, Mr. Cheng laughed and scolded him: "Just ask me how much trouble you have caused me! Why don't you try to be the first to stab you a few times and you want to come forward instead?" He didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he turned his head to look at Han Zhaonan, Said: "This is Anan? I only saw him a few times when he was seven or eight years old, and he became so old in a blink of an eye."

Han Zhaonan was called out unexpectedly, smiled perfunctorily, and said, "Old man is well, happy birthday."

"Good boy." Old Master Cheng smiled, "Are you still studying?"

"It's senior year." Han Zhaonan was impatient, but the people in front of him were no different than his cronies. If they didn't like it, they didn't have to wait on them. They were friends of his grandfather anyway, so he reluctantly replied, "I'm about to graduate soon."

"Okay, after you graduate, go help your father, and your grandfather can feel relieved."

The situation in the Han family is complicated. Although Han Zhaonan majored in finance, he still has no idea whether he will join the Han family after graduation. Therefore, Mr. Cheng didn't ask this question carefully. Turning his gaze to He Liangyuan and the others standing inside the room, he said with a smile: "Liang Yuan and A Yuan are here too..." He turned his eyes and saw Jian Yanxi, but he didn't recognize who this person was, but this face It's really good-looking, and it's absolutely natural and hasn't touched a knife. It's probably a new celebrity, so he smiled and said: "I haven't seen this kid before."

"Dad, this is Jian Yanxi." Cheng Yuan smiled, and said to Mr. Lian: "Uncle Lian, do you still remember the star who is good at cursing that I mentioned to you before? It's him!"

Mr. Lian's eyes lit up, and he put down the sunspot in his hand, stood up from his seat, looked at Jian Yanxi and said, "Is this the kid?"