Countdown [entertainment]

"Hey brother, the big boss actually invited you, how did you know each other?"

"That's Ji Haoran! Half of Jiang Yi's real estate belongs to him, right?"

"You don't even look at who he invited, the money of the entire Jiangyi is in their hands."

"I heard that Tang Yinghou and Cui Yingdi are both going, and Yin Qing, my husband, brother, if you are free, can you get his autograph for me?"

"What kind of autograph do you want? It's no wonder that the young master Yin Qing has a temper. Isn't our brother Jiu Mu good? Looking at this face every day, I can live for decades longer."

"That's not necessarily true. Brother Jiumu might give Yin Qing if he asks for it. Didn't he also say on the show that he is a face controler?"

Jiumu was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, and the two makeup artists were chattering non-stop while applying makeup to him.

Xiaoli attached herself to blow off the loose powder that fell on Jiumu's long eyelashes, and said softly, "Okay bro, take a look."

Jiumu opened his eyes upon hearing the sound, stood up and walked to the mirror, nodded, "Thank you."

"You're too polite, bro, you're absolutely stunning the audience today!"

Jiumu chuckled lightly: "It's not a talent show, why do you want to be so good-looking."

"That can't be helped, who let the appearance be here." Luo Luo said seriously: "However, brother, why does your skin not get acne no matter how you put on makeup, can you teach me the secret?"

"I don't know." Jiumu thought for a while: "Born?"

"Hey," Xiaoli muttered, "I'm so envious..."

"—Bang bang bang!!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, a little loud, as if it was about to punch a hole in the door, Jiumu frowned slightly, didn't care, took the bow tie and tied it slowly.

Sure enough, the next second, the door was kicked open with a loud bang, and a man stood outside with a gloomy expression: "Jiumu, why don't you open the door?"

Jiumu looked at the mirror calmly: "You came in too."

Although I have long heard that Jiumu and Director He have a bad relationship, seeing him in person against the leader still feels different, a little terrified.

The air became quiet in an instant, and Xiaoli and Luoluo shrank their heads, holding their breath and trying to reduce the sense of presence.

He Ziqiang's face sank: "You, say, one more time."

"Hey——Director He, what are you looking for Jiumu..." The agent Ren Xin who came to hear the sound hurriedly gave Jiumu a wink, and at the same time stood silently in front of He Ziqiang, trying to help Jiumu Separated from the immediate boss who didn't know where the anger came from.

Jiumu continued to adjust the tightness of the bow tie as if no one was around, and said lightly, "Got it."

He Ziqiang's expression didn't improve at all, and he wanted to get mad, but suddenly thought of something. He suppressed the swearing at the top of his throat, and kicked the door viciously: "Don't fucking keep me waiting!"

"Yes, I will ask Jiumu to find you right away." Seeing that Jiumu didn't respond, Ren Xin hurriedly said, sent the cursing middle-aged uncle away, signaled Xiaoli and Luoluo to go and do their work, and then closed the door. walked in through the door.

"How did you provoke him again?" Ren Xin rolled his eyes in the direction where He Qiang left, and said in a low voice, "This uncle hasn't come to the company for a few weeks, and everyone has finally cleared up for a while. I came to find you. You also know that he has such a temper. No artist in the company has ever been scolded. There is no way. Who made him invest so much money. Just bear it if you can, let's not argue with him.. ...."

"I know what he wants from me."

Jiumu continued: "Let Yuke wait for me in the car and leave immediately."

The sun was halfway down, and the windows let in some warm yellow and bright light, and the whole city was covered with a hazy beauty.

The boy walked out unhurriedly. He was dressed in a white and straight formal suit. Looking up was a handsome and indifferent face. His brows were indifferent, his dark eyes were somewhat cool, his nose bridge was high, and his lips were slightly lined.

Looking at the entertainment industry, this good looks is also one of the best. Many brokerage companies have offered olive branches, and even paid liquidated damages to poach him away, but the company just suppressed his contract and refused to let him go. That's all, he's a second-rate guy The brokerage company never gave him the good resources they could get. Jiumu, who was once praised by the world's master musicians for his singing voice and talent, is just a third-tier singer who has no exposure and relies on mutual recommendation from fans.

He was also picked on and scolded by that bald uncle every day.

Ren Xinwei sighed a few times, and saw that Jiumu had already walked to the door, and hurried to catch up in front of him: "I'll go with you. I don't know if you robbed his wife or killed his whole family in your previous life. It's okay to find something to embarrass you..."

Jiumu paused, raised his eyes, and said seriously: "Do you think he made things difficult for me?"

Ren Xin: "..."

After thinking for a moment, she silently moved away.

Jiumu strode to the door of He Qiang's office, paused for a second, then pushed the door open and went in.

He Ziqiang's anger hadn't subsided yet, when he saw Jiumu walk in, he angrily said, "Do you understand the rules?! Do you know that you have to knock on the door to enter the leadership's office? I agree with you to come in?!"

"Oh." Jiumu turned around and walked out: "Sorry. Then I'm leaving."

The door opened, and as soon as half of his body walked out, he heard an angry shout from behind: "Come in!"

Jiumu paused, turned around unhurriedly: "So are you going to let me in or not?"

"..."

It was only then that He Ziqiang realized that he had said something contradictory. Mingming Jiumu's expression and tone were very flat, but he just saw a trace of sarcasm and sympathy for the mentally retarded on the latter's face, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment .

"you--"

Jiu Mu knew the reason why He Ziqiang called him here, and he didn't want to waste any more time with him, so he said, "What do you want from me? Ji Haoran's banquet starts in an hour, so you probably don't want me to be late."

He Qiang gave him a cold look, but had to admit that the last sentence was right, so he asked in a bad tone: "How do you know Mr. Ji?"

Jiumu looked at He Qiang quietly: "What does it have to do with you?"

He Ziqiang slapped the table: "I'm your leader, why can't I know?! When did you get involved with these rich men behind my back? Ah? Jiumu, you are very good. Who entered the entertainment circle at that time It’s not good to pretend to be high-minded. I’d rather be a piece of jade than a tile? I told you before that these wealthy families just like you, a little fresh meat, why? You have figured it out? Which rich woman who took care of you gave this invitation? Hurry up To please others, let my company..."

Jiumu interrupted him coldly: "He Ziqiang, stop using your dirty thoughts to speculate on others. Who I know is my business, and has nothing to do with you or your company."

He Ziqiang's eyes widened, he stared at Jiumu fiercely, and said angrily, "You have the guts to say it again! If you hadn't offended Director Wang and Mr. Li, how could my company be suppressed like this?? You fucking You are a sinner, it is far from possible to sign a five-year contract, you should use your entire career to make amends!!"

There was no expression on Jiumu's face. He quietly waited for He Ziqiang to finish cursing, then raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Is it finished? I have nothing else to do. I'll go first."

Regardless of He Ziqiang's livid face, he went straight out.

The door of the room next door was opened immediately, and a girl poked her head out. It was Yuke, Jiumu's assistant. She had been restless waiting for a long time, and when she saw Jiumu come out, she hurried over and worried: "Brother, are you okay? What's up with Director He?" Looking for you again?"

"He didn't look for me."

Yu Ke was stunned: "Huh?"

Jiumu: "He's looking for scolding."

Yuke: "..."

Behind him, the door of He Ziqiang's office that had just been opened was shut again with a bang, and a moment later there was a loud noise of objects being smashed on the ground and a man's yelling.

The winter night always comes very early, before seven o'clock it is completely dark, the moon and stars are thin.

The banquet was held in a private villa in the suburbs, and the protagonist was Ji Haoran, one of Jiangyi's business tycoons. His birthday, which was over half a century old, was naturally taken very seriously, and almost all the big names in Jiangyi's business circle were invited.

The owners of the villas with a radius of ten miles all came to the banquet, and the entire rich area was pitch black, making the villa in the middle as bright as day.

The building in the courtyard is resplendent and magnificent, and a fountain directly opposite the door is embedded with multicolored lights. The water column jumps in different patterns with the light and shadow.

There are also three boys who are chatting and looking at something on tiptoe. People who come in and out of the villa will greet them.

"Really? Didn't you lie?" Pei Che asked a boy wearing a big gold chain next to him suspiciously.

Bo Yuzhi glanced at him: "Believe it or not, he said it himself."

Pei Che still had a look of disbelief, and looked at his watch: "What time is it, and there's not even a single person, and he probably wants to dove again."

Qi Ruiyi showed regret: "The three major human natures, pigeons, repeaters..."

A bang of the accelerator followed by brakes interrupted his words, and with the dazzling two beams of headlights, a Maserati supercar drifted and stopped by the fountain.

"...fuck me."

"Fuck me."

"Fuck me."

"Fuck who?"

A boy wearing a burgundy satin shirt got out of the car. The top was loosely tucked into the skinny jeans. The top two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Yin Qing walked up to the stunned three people, stretched out her hand and waved in front of their eyes: "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you all stupid?"

"Oh my god." Pei Che looked at Yin Qing up and down: "What brought you here? I didn't believe it when Bo Er told me, otherwise I would definitely dress up to welcome our Yin Qing." Eldest young master."

Yin Qing: "Don't be gay, thank you."

"That's why you dare to dress up Mr. Ji's birthday party as a nightclub, and tell me which confidante you are here for again this time."

Pei Che said to himself: "Miss Liang's third? That little witch from the Yu family? Could it be my sister? No, you have never looked at these three."

Yin Qing glanced at him: "Are you really bored? Do you want to investigate my account too?"

"Let's go." Bo Yuzhi put his arms around Yin Qing's shoulders: "Although I know very well that you are probably here for your sister and not for your brothers, but you are here anyway, and you will have to get drunk today .”

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The first ten chapters are all rewritten, with some content added but the outline remains the same. Wives who have read the old version can start reading directly from Chapter 13.

As mentioned before, the 2000 jj coins for guessing the murderer's wife remain unchanged.

Because it was rewritten, the comments and texts after the first ten chapters are not very consistent, so don’t read it~

A story that I have always wanted to tell is also a new attempt, I hope you like it.

It will be updated around 7 o'clock in the evening. If there is no one, it will be a waste of [-] Kawen. It will definitely be updated the next day.

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Master Gong x Little Fox Shou

1. Rong Wanlai is a fox who was picked up by a white-clothed fairy one day and found that he no longer had to sleep in a cave to find food, so he happily lived in the fairy's yard.

On weekdays, he followed Xianjun down the mountain to deal with matters, or made noises in the yard, chased his own tail to play, and went to the kitchen to steal roast chicken to eat.

Life is so pleasant, but accidents come very quickly.

Once I was too tired from playing during the day, and after waking up in the middle of the night, I met Xianjun's cold eyes.

Rong Wanlai's heart skipped a beat, and she realized that she had inexplicably turned into a human form, still in his arms.

2. The magic power is not enough just to transform into a human form, Rong Wanlai can only wear a tail and a pair of furry fox ears to class, and the brothers and sisters of the same school always want to pet them.

Rong Wanlai politely refused to no avail, and could only grin his teeth and drive people away every time.

The senior brothers and sisters dote on him very much, so they will definitely warn the newcomers that there is a disciple of Xianjun who can't touch his ears and tail.

The younger brothers and younger sisters abide by this agreement very much, seeing Rong Wanlai and his ears and tail dangling in front of him, no matter how itchy they are, they dare not touch them.

Until one day their cold and noble fairy came out to teach, and conveniently transformed Rong Wanlai back into a fox shape, hugging her in her arms while teaching.

Everyone stared eagerly at the ball of fluff.

Rong Wanlai continued to attack them: Only the master can touch them!

3. Rong Wan, who hadn't been tamed by the master for several days, was not very happy when he came. After class, he slipped back to the master's room and turned into a fox, obediently squatting on the bed and waiting for him.

The master finally walked in, Rong Wanlai's ears perked up, and he raised his small face and looked at him eagerly: "Master, I want to touch it."

The master was slightly startled: "Really?"