I have crossed the [entertainment circle]

Today's Wangjue Club is still resplendent.

Jian Yanxi was wearing sunglasses and a dark black overcoat, and walked in through the revolving door calmly - the door turning back and forth made him feel a little uncomfortable, and the degree of discomfort could be ranked second.

The first is the elevator.

Seeing him, the waitress in a wine-red suit came forward with busy eyes and a smile, and asked kindly, "Is that Mr. Jane?"

Jian Yanxi raised her eyebrows and nodded, and the waitress smiled even deeper: "Mr. Liang Wenqing asked me to pick you up."

It has been three years since the Wangjue Club opened, and only with a membership card can one come in and out freely. People without a card like Jian Yanxi cannot enter unless they are deliberately instructed.Jian Yanxi probably heard Liang Wenqing talk about the rules on the phone before coming, so it was very natural for the waitress to lead her up to the fifth floor and walk towards a specific box.When he arrived at the door of the box, Jian Yanxi did not go in directly, but called Liang Wenqing first, and Liang Wenqing came out after a while, saw Jian Yanxi smiled hurriedly, took his arm and said : "The person is already inside, let's go, I'll introduce you to you."

Jian Yanxi didn't move her body, raised her eyebrows and asked, "I didn't make it clear on the phone before, but the person inside is a young director?"

"Yes." Liang Wenqing nodded and explained: "The name is Fang Ming, and he just came back from studying film abroad. He is the youngest son in the family and does not ask to inherit the family business, so I just let him play." He was afraid that Jian Yan would look around. No, he said: "Don't underestimate him. Although he is a new director, he has made short films before and won awards abroad. And for a director like him, the worst thing is money, the script The costumed actors are all in place, if you really have the opportunity to cooperate, it will definitely be a great opportunity."

"How could I not like it? But today's game is your private party, right? Is it okay for you to bring me like this?"

"No problem, you can also bring friends to private parties." Unexpectedly, Jian Yanxi was still worried about this, Liang Wenqing quickly waved his hands: "There are several actors in there, just want to get acquainted, nothing else. "

Jian Yanxi smiled, and then nodded and prepared to go in, but before leaving, Liang Wenqing seemed to have finally made up his mind, and gently pulled Jian Yanxi, and said in a slightly embarrassed voice: "However, there are still a few people coming in this game today. The devil king of the world basically doesn't care about men and women, if you don't have that kind of thought, don't stand out in front of them, let's go in quietly and leave quietly after seeing Fang Ming, okay?" All peach blossoms may be provoked.

Liang Wenqing's words were obviously considered carefully, and he was probably afraid that Jian Yanxi would misunderstand that he was mocking him. When he spoke, he kept carefully watching his face, and was extremely nervous. Playing a prank, he smiled and patted Liang Wenqing's head, pretending to spoil him and said, "Okay, everything is up to your arrangement."

His voice was low and hoarse, and the two of them were so close that they could almost feel the breath exhaled from those thin lips. Liang Wenqing's neat hair was messed up, his face turned red instantly, and he hurried to open the door.

Jian Yanxi smiled lowly.It's quite cute, very similar to the state of a certain male favorite in his harem who gets red-faced when he flirts with her.

The door of the room was opened by Liang Wenqing, revealing a huge space inside. On the far right was a rectangular gambling table surrounded by many people; on the left was karaoke equipment, which was also in full swing, so few people noticed the box The door opened and two people entered.Jian Yanxi's eyes habitually swept around the outline of the room, and when he passed by the middle of the sofa in the karaoke area, he saw someone, paused, and stopped in his footsteps.

Jian Yanxi glanced over and over again, with a look of shock on his face, why is this person here?Liang Wenqing, who was pulling him, was surprised why he didn't leave, but when he turned his head, he saw Jian Yanxi's dazed gaze. Following that gaze, he saw a head of yellow hair. He hurriedly turned around and pulled Jian Yanxi, asking :"What's wrong?"

"Who is that?" Jian Yanxi was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked, and even began to feel that she was dreaming.

"Han Zhaonan." Liang Wenqing replied, while pulling Jian Yan west to the corner: "He is not easy to mess with, so don't try to recruit him."

Han Zhaonan? ? ?

Jian Yanxi began to suspect that the world was crazy, who could tell him why that man with a smug face, smoking a cigarette and dyed yellow hair looked exactly like his well-behaved, obedient and capable prince? ? ?

The prince also crossed?

Jian Yanxi experienced the biggest shock since time travel, and suddenly remembered the allusion of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly in the pre-Qin period... What's going on?Is this time travel really real?Or is it just Die Meng Zhuang Zhou who doesn't know it? !Jian Yanxi took a closer look, and found that if the young man removed that murderous yellow hair, and his face was a little more tender and calm, he would be a copy of Jian Linyuan, the prince of Northern Yan.

my mother.

After my own mother.

His eyes were too direct and hot. Han Zhaonan seemed to be aware of it. He looked up with a cigarette in his mouth, but only saw the young master of the Liang family dragging a man to Fang Ming's side, leaving him two The back of his head, Wang Ying beside him kicked him: "What are you looking at?"

Han Zhaonan snorted and asked, "Is Liang Wenqing still at the bottom of the entertainment industry?"

"There's nothing he can do if he doesn't want to." Wang Ying smiled: "The queen mother of his family has made a cruel decision this time. She must correct his timid and uninitiative problems and send him to Xinghai Entertainment as a small manager. Few people know his identity, hehe, don't tell me, he has really changed a lot in the past six months."

Han Zhaonan put both feet on the table in front, and said casually, "Would his brother be happy?" Liang Yanqiu is a real brother-in-law, how could Liang Wenqing be willing to suffer that.

"I don't like Wenqing staying in Xinghai?" Wang Ying was also surprised: "But this is indeed a bit unexpected. According to Liang Yanqiu's personality, Wenqing should not be mixed up like this, but this time he didn't reach out. It seems to be true. I don't care anymore."

"If you want me to say that Liang Wenqing's mother is full of food." Han Zhaonan said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth: "What's wrong with his personality? Anyway, he doesn't need to inherit the family business. It doesn't matter if he is timid. Anyway, Liang Yanqiu protects him." with him."

Wang Ying laughed angrily: "Do you think everyone is as short-sighted as you?"

"My mother's name is contentment and happiness." Han Zhaonan chuckled: "You know what a fart."

"Don't come and fuck with me." Wang Ying couldn't understand his argument: "How long can I be protected?" Wang Ying is 21 years old, and his family also values ​​him. He has already decided to get one next month. The big company has given him experience, so now he can barely be considered a half-dandy, and he will be promoted to the so-called elite soon, and he is one year old, so he can't help but have a big brother mentality, that is, he loves his situation and hates it Iron cannot be made into steel, so he took this opportunity to say: "It's better to take a long-term view. Let's talk about Wen Qing. Although he is favored at home and protected by Liang Yanqiu, he is only an adopted son after all..."

Han Zhaonan snorted.

Wang Ying didn't care, and continued: "So it's better to rely on yourself. If you talk about his personality, if Liang Yanqiu doesn't care about him, whether he can live or not is another matter."

So, don't be idle, hurry up and fight for those things that belong to you!Don't live by your uncle!Uncle can protect you forever?

Han Zhaonan was originally a dog-tempered person, but when he saw Wang Ying's squinting look of "you stupid mortal", he could vaguely hear the unfinished meaning in his words. Thinking of the messy things at home recently, his mood suddenly became more irritable , his complexion suddenly turned foul, and he threw the wine glass on the table as soon as he waved his hand, and he became angry when he said he was angry, and said violently: "Is it up to you to care about whether people can survive? Are you so fucking idle?"

Wang Ying was scolded inexplicably, and was momentarily forced: "I'm free?"

"Aren't you idle, what are you? Have you become so nosy after spending too much time in the crowd of women?" Han Zhaonan became more and more annoyed as he spoke, feeling that Wang Ying was simply meddling too much. When did he want others to intervene in his own affairs? ?He can do whatever he likes, who dares to control him? !The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he kicked away the little table in front of him, turned around and left the box.

Wang Ying didn't expect him to lose his temper as soon as he said he lost his temper. He didn't react for a while, and watched Han Zhaonan go away. After a while, he came back to his senses and cursed "Fuck!" with an ugly face.

Is there anyone in charge of this dog guy? I don't know what to say, right?

The author has something to say: Wang Ying: You bastard!

Han Zhaonan: Woof woof!

Sissy: ...