The love rival in the entertainment industry always wants to attack me

The hotel's service is quite good. It is served with the hangover soup and various condiments, including a small dish of honey.Wen Li used this bit of honey to make Tu Yan a glass of "honey water that can be drunk", but Tu Yan only took two sips.

Tu Yan sat on the bed with her back straight, as if she was not drunk.Pointing to the glass of honey water seriously, he said methodically: "It's not sweet enough; it's not 55 degrees either."

Wen Li: "...Okay, okay, I'll make another cup for you later, let's drink hangover soup first, okay?"

Tu Yan stubbornly shook her head: "I don't. I want to drink sweet honey water, 55 degrees."

The experience is almost crazy.He twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that it would be better to deal with this drunk directly, anyway, he won't remember anything when he wakes up the next day.Wen Li suddenly got into trouble, he pushed Tu Yan over, pinned him on the head of the bed, and forced him down a bowl of hangover soup without any explanation.

Tu Ershao had never been treated so roughly in his life, and he was stunned.The corners of his eyes were a little red, and he looked at Wenli aggrievedly, and complained: "How could you do this to me?"

Wen Li immediately softened his heart, and just wanted to make him a glass of "55-degree sweet honey water" like a bully, when Tu Yan continued: "Are you really my Guan Dai?"

Wenli: "...I'm a fart."

It was rare for Mr. Wen to swear, but he scolded himself in the end. It can be seen that swearing requires some talent.

Tu Yan slept until daybreak the next day, and the last memory of last night was frozen in Yan Zhan's scary ghostly face.Tu Yan shivered involuntarily, feeling that he would never be able to get rid of the nightmare named Yan Zhan in his life.

Fortunately, Yan Dao's conscience was not broken, and he was fed with good wine, otherwise he might have a headache this morning.

Unfortunately, this day is doomed to Tu Er's rare headache.If it wasn't the hangover, it must be something else.

They originally booked a flight back to city b tomorrow because they planned to spend an extra day in the city.

Tu Yan tidied herself up, put on a pair of black-rimmed plain glasses, and then went to find her agent—he went up and down several times during filming, and he was no longer the little boy who was thrown into the crowd and no one knew him. It's transparent, it's best to cover it up when you go out.

He thought that Xia Ye and Wen Li were already ready because he got up late, but when he went to Xia Ye's room, he found that the two were still sitting on the carpet chatting; Xia Ye didn't even wear makeup. Not melted.

Tu Yan didn't realize it: "When are we going out?"

Xia Ye frowned, and said wearily: "Don't think about playing, come here."

Tu Yan didn't know why.

Xia Ye smirked: "Congratulations, you're hot again. Yesterday you and Zheng Tianming fought at the wrap-up banquet and were photographed."

Tu Yan's first reaction was that someone dared to spread rumors about the gossip at the finale banquet, what a hero; then the irritability and panic of becoming popular again was diluted.He thought about it carefully, and although he said that he was a little impulsive yesterday when he was drunk, it wasn't wrong to look into it carefully.So he waved his hand indifferently, and said confidently: "The one who cleans up cleans himself."

Xia Ye laughed angrily: "The one who cleans himself is clear? That's a good point. But do you know that there is something in this world called paparazzi's camera and nonsense pen?"

Tu Yan was taken aback.

Xia Ye calmed down, and continued: "Some people in the circle are so proficient at turning black and white, you can't imagine their methods. What's more, you really did it. The photos are there, and you just need to adjust them slightly. Adjusting the order is another 'truth' beyond recognition." She sneered shortly: "It's easy to hack you, and there is no need for any spring and autumn brushwork."

Tu Yan was dumbfounded.

Obviously it was Zheng Tianming who provoked him first, and even pushed the little girl, bumped into Wenli, so he hit him with a dinner plate in a fit of anger.And when he smashed it, he didn't smash it seriously at all, didn't use any force and didn't aim at it, it just made him hurt, and he didn't get hurt at all.

But the same thing now looks different.

No, the studio that posted the post didn't even have a few words; they just adjusted the picture of Meng Qiao being hit by a dinner plate to the front, and this incident became "Tu Yan and the crew who are also newcomers The supporting characters fight, but the seniors stop him and are thrown with alcohol instead."

Most of Tu Yan's mifensi are accumulated from the previous few lace news exposures, some are love houses and blacks, and some are simply meifen, with basically no loyalty.As soon as the news came out this time, there were very few people who spoke for him; it would be considered kind to not follow along with a few words of ridicule.

Artists from other companies even acted as melon-eaters, watching their internal strife in Jinzhong.

Tu Yan finally saw what is called the terrifying online world.

Tu Yan wanted to argue angrily, but Xia Ye confiscated her phone.

"How old are you and still fight with your hands, you reflect on it for me!"

Looking at the other parties involved in this Weibo, Zheng Tianming would never speak for Tu Yan; in fact, he only posted a selfie in the morning before turning off his phone and getting on the plane.As for the "victim" Meng Qiao...Meng Qiao hadn't authenticated Weibo yet, so he posted "It's all a misunderstanding", but no one read it.

It was the little girl who served the food who sent a Weibo post to clarify for Tu Yan, but she had no evidence or cents. After two hours, the number of views was only a pitiful few hundred.

Wen Li really wanted to help Tu Yan, but was stopped by Xia Ye: "There are so many mistakes at this time, I know that you two are the same manager, maybe I will get you involved."

Tu family mansion.

Early in the morning, Tu Zhexiu, who had just woken up and was about to spend a beautiful weekend without work and light bulbs, was shattered by a piece of gossip news that turned out to be a good fantasy.

Tu Zhexiu was in a good mood and planned to cook a loving breakfast for his wife, he even sketched the shape of an fried egg in his mind; then they would watch a movie together, or discuss the novel they both liked very much, Maybe roll on a soft rug in the sun.It was as if the materialized happiness made Tu Zhexiu extremely excited, but before he got up, An Yuewei pulled him back.

So Tu Zhexiu gave her a good morning kiss: "Morning, Mrs. Tu."

An Yuewei's expression was subtle for a second, and then she asked, "Mr. Tu, did you watch the news this morning?"

Tu Zhexiu was a little displeased: "...What news? It's rare that I don't have to work overtime and you don't have to go to class, and that debt collector kid also went to summer camp. On such a beautiful morning, do you really want to talk to me about such an unpleasant topic as 'morning news'? "

An Yuewei was expressionless: "It's true that things are a bit ugly, but Ah Yan was hacked."

An Yuewei, like most people, doesn't like to get up immediately after waking up, but wants to play with her mobile phone for a while.Today, as soon as she opened Weibo, she saw that a gossip account she followed reposted the group of photos of Tu Yan bullying others.

Tu Zhexiu: "What kind of black is this? Why don't I find it strange that the bastard would fight with others? Well, well, I'll ask someone to erase this matter later, now..."

An Yuewei pushed him away angrily: "Look carefully! Even if our Ah Yan fights with someone, will he be so indiscriminate? He is so well-bred, would he pour wine on the face of the senior who tried to persuade him?"

After breakfast, Tu Zhexiu and his wife sat upright in the living room and had a video conference with Qiu Siliang.

An Yuewei: "We have already asked Xia Ye, and we have probably figured out the ins and outs of the matter. Mr. Qiu, what do you plan to do?"

Qiu Siliang is worrying about this matter.After all, they are all from the same company, so it is really embarrassing. In the future, if you look down and see you, can you really be at war?In such a situation in the past, the company would most likely choose to abandon the car to keep the handsome man. Zheng Tianming probably saw this for sure, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.But this time...

Qiu Siliang smiled wryly to himself, and said honestly: "I just suppress the news and guide the public opinion. After all, the parties involved are not popular, and a day and a half will pass."

An Yuewei nodded: "What about the follow-up?"

Qiu Siliang was stunned: "Follow-up? This...hasn't been put on the agenda yet. But since you asked, you must have an idea, right?"

An Yuewei nodded, and asked bluntly: "Xuezang Zheng Tianming, after the expiration date, he will not renew his contract."

Qiu Siliang was dumbfounded, and looked at Tu Zhexiu for help.After all, Zheng Tianming was trained by the company with a lot of money, and he has just started to make money, so why not?These two guys who are not in charge of the family and don't know how expensive they are!

However, Tu Zhexiu might really not make his wife unhappy because of such a trivial matter.What's more, although Tu Zhexiu has the final say in the Tu family, An Yuewei of Jinzhong Media is the major shareholder. If she insists on hiding Zheng Tianming, Tu Zhexiu's opinion is not very advantageous.

But Tu Zhexiu waved his hand slowly: "Ah Yan is getting old, he should handle these matters by himself, don't make it look like our family is overpowering others."

Qiu Siliang looked at Tu Zhexiu gratefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However, Qiu Siliang continued: "The matter of Xuezang will wait for a while, let's talk about it after this matter subsides."

Qiu Siliang was almost choked by their husband and wife, and once again thought of resigning.However, thinking about the money spent in those years, he still wants to save it.So Qiu Siliang dryly defended Zheng Tianming: "It's not necessarily that he asked someone to take this photo."

Tu Zhexiu nodded: "You are right, and I didn't hide him just because of this."

Qiu Siliang looked at his prodigal boss in despair.

Tu Zhexiu: "But he fought with my brother. If Ah Yan hadn't been a jerk since he was a child, he might have been injured."

Tu Zhexiu quickly dealt with this matter, feeling very happy, he told Qiu Siliang: "Old Qiu, follow up quickly, it's been a mess all morning, the other party is just talking so much, the audience I'm tired of watching. Let Xiao Zheng stop throwing money at the navy, and don't force me to end the game in person on the big weekend—he doesn't even think about how much money he can earn after so many years and a half. Do I have money?"