THE ONE only [entertainment circle]

Jin Yan returned to China early to deal with the scandal, and He Minghao traveled in Zurich for a few days at public expense.

Lu Beichen only stayed in the hotel to watch Kindel, while Ji Fengxing sat opposite him and used his laptop to browse foreign forums.

The public opinion evaluation is not bad, both good and bad, the confession made enough gimmicks, and the names of Lu Beichen and Fengxing Media resounded in the global publishing circle overnight.

Fengxing Media's unique star-making model is sought after. Writers with both good looks and strength use the method of packaging stars to create literary idols and become the face of the company to maximize profits.

But there are also comments that this star-making model cannot be replicated, and regardless of the writer's own strength, Ji Fengxing's unconditional trust in Lu Beichen with all his wealth is something that any operator does not have.

What's more, they believed that Ji Fengxing and Lu Beichen had that kind of relationship in the first place.

Ji Fengxing smiled astringently.

Lu Beichen can sit from daytime to midnight, and does not move except for eating, sleeping and toileting.

Bo Xin never replied, Lu Beichen just waited obsessively.

Across the computer screen, Ji Fengxing saw the heart-shaped tattoo on Lu Beichen's hand, and couldn't help but feel dazzling.

Returning to China the next day, he went to the duty-free shop at the airport. He Minghao rushed in and out with a thick stack of checklists. They were all relatives and friends asking for purchasing agents, and he returned with a full load.

Lu Beichen suddenly had a stomachache and reluctantly walked to the waiting room to wait for the flight.

Ji Feng bought hot milk and handed it over: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Lu Beichen unscrewed the milk and took a sip: "I'm used to it."

Ji Fengxing sat down in the empty seat next to Lu Beichen: "Go to the hospital for an examination when you have time."

Lu Beichen caught a glimpse of a group of entertainment reporters passing by, and deliberately lowered his cap: "I checked, superficial gastritis, caused by irregular work and rest, it's not a serious problem."

Ji Fengxing sighed: "I don't care much about my body, so I'll make you something to nourish your stomach when I go back."

Lu Beichen politely refused: "Don't bother, you are so busy."

"Don't...see out with me. You wear too little."

Ji Fengxing took off his coat and put it on Lu Beichen's shoulders, and the foreign media who were also waiting for the plane took pictures of this moment.

"Did you see it, American Daily exclusive." He Minghao poked the IPAD, almost punctured the screen, aggressively: "Look at what is written here, boldly predicting that Lu Beichen, the winner of the International Literature Award, will confess to the current president of Fengxing Media. I also attached a photo of Mr. Ji putting on a coat for you."

Lu Beichen didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled: "Fatty man, he has good business skills, and his English is not bad."

"Brother Fat, I also have two brushes." He Minghao was complacent for a while before he realized: "That's not it, this is a heavyweight publication in the United States, aren't you afraid that Best Actor Bo will see it?"

Lu Beichen lay lazily on the sofa, hugging a square pillow in his arms: "Don't be stupid, who am I talking about, outsiders can't tell, how can a thin heart not tell?"

He Minghao was more anxious than the eunuch: "What do you think the foreign media wrote? Are you sure that the film emperor Bo will not be led astray?"

"When Bo Xin left, I didn't even see my back. He didn't want me to see the trough, so he chose to leave the stage in a low-key manner." Lu Beichen got up and stuffed He Minghao with a pillow: "I will wait for him to come back, and wait for him to return to the peak. "

Lu Beichen said firmly, "Minghao, time will tell."

After returning to China, Fengxing Media held a celebration banquet non-stop, and the company sent a car to pick it up.

He Minghao applied pomade to his curly hairstyle, and put on a tie, suit and leather shoes.

Lu Beichen came down from upstairs, put on his sportswear with his gloves on, and was ready to go out for exercise.

"Hey, is this what you wear?" He Minghao looked him up and down: "It doesn't fit well."

Lu Beichen was stunned for a while seeing He Minghao's grand attire, and then remembered the celebration reception: "I'll go back and change."

When he came out again, Lu Beichen was wearing a shirt and trousers, with a tie on his shoulders, and stretched his neck for He Minghao to tie, looking like he couldn't take care of himself.

He Minghao said, "Brother Chen, what have you been pretending to be in your mind recently? You are always preoccupied. After the actor Bo left, you are not normal."

Lu Beichen straightened his back and stood upright: "I'm fine, but I often think about the past, and my mind is a little confused."

He Minghao tied the tie for him: "Find a time to talk to Mr. Ji and give you a vacation. If you continue like this, you will become sick sooner or later."

Lu Beichen lowered his head, his bangs drooped to his eyes: "No need."

A seven-seat Mercedes-Benz SUV is waiting at the door of the villa.

"You still say you don't need it?" He Minghao opened the door and let Lu Beichen get in the car first: "You definitely didn't say that to me before."

Lu Beichen got into the car and sat down in the back seat: "How did I get back?"

He Minghao kept his face straight, cleared his throat and said in Lu Beichen's characteristic tone: "Why are you sick!"

The driver sent the people to the venue, and the makeup artist was in place immediately.

Lu Beichen has a good foundation, so he covered his dark circles.

He Minghao gesticulated from the side: "It's a bit more energetic under the eyelids."

Under He Minghao's strong suggestion, the makeup artist added dark eyeshadow.

After putting on makeup, He Minghao couldn't wait: "Look up and let me see."

Lu Beichen raised his head, his bangs were waxed and combed all the way back, and He Minghao was amazed: "I'll go, Brother Chen, you can make it up as you like, and you can be flirty."

Lu Beichen pushed He Minghao away, got up and put on a suit jacket: "Hehe, thank you for your compliment."

He Minghao patted Lu Beichen on the shoulder: "Yo, I finally regained some energy, keep it up, don't let it out, there are a bunch of people outside waiting to see you."

Lu Beichen put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said disdainfully, "Go to your uncle, you vented, and I can't even vent."

He Minghao: "Bah! Curse me!"

Ji Fengxing came and brought Lu Beichen into the venue officially, made a solemn introduction, opened champagne and cut cakes during the business process, everyone in the industry who could come, and even cross-border celebrities came to congratulate.

Lu Beichen nodded in greeting one by one.

"The one next to Brother Chen, Mr. Ji Fengxing, CEO of Fengxing Media, don't need to introduce more. Do you think they look like concubines? The toast is like a wedding banquet. Mr. Ji is good at everything, just to Brother Chen I will never die."

"The one next door, Ji Mulan, the head of the Ji family, Ji's fiancée, has not gotten married for some unknown reason. I heard that there are people outside Ji Munan. Commercial Lianyan must have no affection."

"Ouch, Sister Yanran is here too, the little queen of the entertainment industry is supporting the scene, brother Chen is quite face-saving."

"Just... Brother Chen must be happier than anyone else when the film emperor Bo is here." He Minghao twitched his nose, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and pointed at the person who was talking to Lu Beichen: "Jessie, that one, just Liu Hai The one with the flashy clothes covering the eyes?"

Ji Jiexi followed He Minghao's direction and carefully identified: "MILI, male, Chinese-American, Chinese name Yao Meili, Hollywood's chief agent, has a good eye for picking people, and has brought out many well-known Chinese stars."

MILI approached Lu Beichen and sent him a congratulatory gift.

Lu Beichen took the thank you and handed it to the Miss Manners behind him.

MILI smiled: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Lu Beichen turned around and opened the gift box, and there was a ring lying inside, which was Bo Xin's pair.

Lu Beichen looked up at MILI: "Who are you? Why did you give it to me?"

"Obviously, the parting ceremony." MILI sneered: "The gift has been delivered, and I will retire after I have completed my work. Let me take my leave."

Lu Beichen called out from behind: "Who are you careless?"

MILI paused and sneered, "Manager."

After everyone took turns to toast, Ji Fengxing returned to the stage to announce two things in succession.

"Fengxing Media is preparing for the pre-production of "LIGHT", and the specific time will be announced soon. Although it is Beichen's early work, the story is very interesting."

Bo Xin was temporarily replaced. Although "Feng Hua Jian" has a good reputation, it is far from meeting the expectations of becoming popular.

The sword is slanted, the theme is novel, what Ji Fengxing wants is uniqueness.

On the market, especially in China, no one has made a movie about the redemption of same-sex people, but the scale still needs to be grasped.

Ji Fengxing frowned: "Also, I'm currently negotiating with Tianyu, and Beichen will participate in a reality show."

Reporters stepped forward to interview with microphones in hand.

"Mr. Ji, may I ask if this is a strategic cooperation with Tianyu?"

"I heard that the relationship between you and Bo Yan, the president of Tianyu, was stagnant due to the matter of replacing Bo Xin. Can you clarify?"

"Is there any conflict between you and the president of Tianyu?"

Ji Fengxing picked up the microphone and smiled: "Sorry, I have no comment."

Reporters frantically pressed the shutter, and the audience flashed continuously, breaking the news one after another, and there will be many first-hand hot spots to write about.

Lu Beichen obviously also had a shocked expression.

He Minghao ate a plate of cake with a fork: "Brother Chen, you don't know about this?"

Lu Beichen said: "Well. I haven't heard Mr. Ji mention it."

He Minghou took a clean fork and brought a piece of fruit to Lu Beichen's mouth: "What is Mr. Ji planning again? Put aside the award-winning "Black and White" and actually take out your works from ancient times to shoot Movies, if you weren’t a die-hard fan, you probably wouldn’t even know your pseudonym back then.”

Lu Beichen took the fruit fork and ate a piece of honeydew melon to wrap his belly: "Whatever, it's the same for everything, as long as there is work to do."

He Minghao curled his lips: "Do you want to be so sad? You were quite stubborn just now, but what did MILI just give you? After giving it to you, you will be listless. Take it out and have a look."

Lu Beichen suddenly said: "Nothing."

He Minghao insisted: "I don't believe it. Take it out and take it out."

Lu Beichen smiled helplessly: "He returned the thin-hearted ring to me."

He Minghao was stunned for a moment: "What does he mean? Film Emperor Bo wants to break up with you?"

Ji Jiexi came over with a wine glass, nodded and clinked the glass with Lu Beichen: "I just went over to say hello, and I heard that MILI is now a careless manager."

He Minghao was indignant: "Damn, now the manager is in charge of the world, even his personal feelings?"

As Boxin's former manager, Jessie Ji can only say she feels the same way: "It's hard to say, with Boxin's current situation, it's really not suitable to touch on personal feelings."

He Minghao was impatient: "Jessie, who are you speaking for?"