Countdown [entertainment]

"Go on and talk." Yin Qing said.

"Would you like to have lunch with us?" Jiumu asked the boy.

The boy hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can you?"

Jiumu smiled: "Yes."

The boy tugged at his clothes and whispered: "Do you know that Young Master Yin is in a state of illness?"

Just when Yin Qing turned around suddenly, Jiumu and him looked at each other with a blank expression: "It's still normal at the moment, we need to observe."

Yin Qing: "?"

He glanced at Jiumu, seriously suspecting that this person was trying to implicate him.

The three of them went straight down to the underground parking lot. When they got out of the elevator, the boy asked Jiumu to check to see if that person's car was still there, and only dared to come out after making sure it wasn't there.

Yin Qing took the two of them to a restaurant, where he had reserved a private room in advance.

"I haven't asked your name yet." Jiumu said to the boy.

"Dongyang Yu." The boy smiled shyly.

Yin Qing threw the menu at Jiumu's table and walked out of the private room.

Dongyang Yu was taken aback, shrank back in his seat, looked at the direction Yin Qing left with trembling eyes, and whispered: "He, is he...?"

Jiumu knew that what the boy wanted to ask was whether Yin Qing had fallen ill, and he really believed in his own words. This was probably the worst time Yin Qing was hurt by Feng Zan.

Jiumu suddenly wanted to laugh, when Yin Qing pushed open the door and came in, exuding his usual carefree demeanor, threw another object in his hand on the table in front of Jiumu.

Dongyang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Jiumu looked intently, and saw that it was an ice pack.

"You don't know how to apply it to others."

Yin Qing made a "tss" sound: "Did you see how strange the way others looked at you along the way, scumbag."

Jiumu: "..."

Under Dongyang Yu's ghostly eyes, he wrapped the ice pack in a tissue and handed it to the latter.

"No one ordered, I ordered." Yin Qing called the waiter, ordered a few dishes casually, then drove them away, and then asked Dongyang Yu: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Dongyang Yu obediently held the ice pack, heard "Ah", and quickly replied: "It was in the morning, Mr. Ji went to pick me up from my downstairs, and he insisted on sending me to the company. I didn't want the bodyguards to force me into traffic jams." superior……"

"President Ji?" Yin Qing interrupted him.

"Just that real estate tycoon..." Dongyang Yu lowered his voice: "You should have heard of his family's property. I was seen by him as having no choice but to obey."

"What does it look like? How tall, fat or not?" Yin Qing asked again.

"Not very fat, about 180cm, looks...a bit old, I know he is in his 20s, but he looks like a man in his [-]s or [-]s."

Yin Qing and Jiu Mu looked at each other, and the former said, "It's Ji Haoran's second son."

Jiumu is keenly aware that Yin Qing never kindly calls these wealthy family members "uncle" unless they are face to face.

"En." Yin Qing said, "You continue."

"So I got into his car. When I was about to arrive at the company, Mr. Ji answered the phone. I don't know what he said there. He suddenly became very irritable, so he started cursing on the phone. I remembered what he meant, Hmm... That's why you shouldn't let Dong Jiumu, he has no background, is it because he hooked up with Yin Qing. And..."

He carefully glanced at Yin Qing: "I also scolded Yin Qing a few more times. Then Mr. Ji stopped talking after saying something over there, but his face was ugly. After hanging up the phone, he cursed and said that everyone was protecting Jiu." Mu."

Dongyang Yu looked at Jiumu carefully again: "Tell me if you think you are someone's illegitimate child."

Yin Qing raised her eyelids, took a sip of her tea, and lazily said, "I think so too."

Jiumu: "..."

"That's all." Dongyang Yu whispered, after thinking for a while, he added: "I seem to have heard President Ji talk about affection many times, what did you say before..."

He frowned and thought for a long time: "It seems to be saying why he should be treated politely after being locked up, why not just give him a beating, so that people will be honest."

Jiumu looked at Yin Qing and said calmly, "I think so too."

Yin Qing: "..."

Dongyang Yu looked confused, but Jiumu and Yin Qing almost restored what he wanted to express based on the few words he heard from Ji Haoran's second son. Jiumu knew that it was Ji Haoran who made a move on Yin Qing, and Yin Qing also I made a good guess, but this time I was more sure.

It is inconvenient to talk about detailed topics in front of Dongyang Yu, so Jiu Mu said: "Understood, let's eat."

Dongyang Yu said in a daze, "Oh, oh okay."

The three of them didn't talk any more. When it was almost time to eat, Yin Qing suddenly spoke to Dongyang Yu: "Take a photo, take a selfie, and use the intact half of your face to enter the mirror, and I will match the copy for you. "

Dongyang Yu obediently raised the phone, pointed it at himself, and clicked.

Yin Qing: "...my mother asked you to take pictures of me and Jiumu. Don't you lack a backstage? Don't Ji Wendong hate me? Doesn't his father still let him touch Jiumu? You can private message him with the photos He won't dare to look for you any more."

Dongyang Yu's eyes widened: "This, is this okay?"

Yin Qing didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she lowered her head and went to eat.

Jiu Mu looked at Shang Dongyang Yu for help, so he explained: "Don't worry, you have heard a little about the power of the Yin family. The head of the Ji family has been courteous to Yin Qing, let alone Ji Haoran's son. Also, the entertainment circle Rubbing the heat, why don't you take advantage of such a living 'third prince of the entertainment industry'? When Yinqing's Weibo is retweeted, are you still worried that no one will pay attention to you and your works?"

Dongyang Yu was stunned.

Yin Qing glanced at Jiumu: "Are you so sure that I will repost his Weibo?"

"Aren't you asking him to take a photo because you intend to overthrow the rumors about the discord between you and me that are flying all over the Internet? Why, can you be sincere if you don't post an apology?"

Yin Qing shrugged: "It's really tiring to be friends with someone like you, you can understand every thought clearly."

Although Dongyang Yu didn't understand what Jiumu had figured out, he still interjected weakly: "Shouldn't that be easier, you don't have to speak and communicate with brainwaves directly."

Yin Qing: "."

It seems to be the case.

"Hurry up and take a picture," he said, "After taking the picture, post it to me on Weibo."

Dongyang Yu didn't dare to speak anymore, so he quickly followed suit.

After Yin Qing edited Weibo and sent it out, she asked Jiumu, "Do you want to retweet?"

Jiumu shook his head.

Yin Qing groaned, bowed her head and forwarded it to Weibo.

Dongyang Yu took back his mobile phone and saw Yin Qing's copywriting for him: [I was called by brother Jiumu to have dinner with the third prince, I didn't expect him to be more handsome than the photo,]

Yin Qing's forwarding copy is: [Brother Jiu, please eat. 】

In just a few minutes, the comments and reposts below have grown exponentially.

The craziest thing is the cp fans of the two, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze is blowing again, Lianchaohua directly put the Weibo of Yin Qing on the top of the trending search.

[Fuck, am I blind or the Third Prince's account has been hacked. 】

[This cp fan is out of the coffin, ah, ah, what a good day today? ! ! 】

[Brother, are you okay... Blink if you are threatened, let's delete Jiumu's Weibo. 】

[Sick upstairs?Who do you think can threaten the third prince?If you don't have a good brain, don't use your presence here. 】

【elder brother! !Why do you invite people to dinner?Didn't you just say that you don't deserve to fry CP?Master Yin's mouth is a deceitful ghost? 】

Then he saw Yin Qing replied to this last comment: 【Yin Qing V: Sorry. 】

shit.

Dongyang Yu suddenly felt that he was cheated.

When he was on the top floor, he still felt that Jiu Mu was led by Yin Qing, the fans scolded him, his future was hopeless, and it was terrible.

——It is only now that I realize that I am so innocent.

Dongyang Yu glanced at his Weibo in a daze. Every time he refreshed the number of followers, the number of followers increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Suddenly, he was shocked, and Ji Wendong called.

Dongyang Yu's eyes for help turned to Jiumu, and the latter's eyes turned to Yin Qing, who gave a "tsk" and said, "Turn on the hands-free."

As soon as Dongyang Yu pressed the answer button, Ji Wendong's gloomy voice came out: "Yes, you boy, when did you get close to the young master of the Yin family? Is it because I don't have enough money or resources for you?" Okay? How dare you go to Yin Qing, not afraid that they will play you to death?"

Just as Dongyang Yu was about to speak, Yin Qing made a silent gesture for him, took the mobile phone and spoke in his usual casual and beating tone: "He went to the bathroom, who are you?"

Then he said, "Surname Ji? How about I ask Uncle Ji?"

The phone over there snapped and was hung up.

Dongyang Yu was dumbfounded.

"In the future, he won't dare to force you anymore." Yin Qing threw the phone back on the table: "I'm not promising at all, and I'm scared to mention Ji Haoran's name, what the hell."

Dongyang Yu thanked her repeatedly, and he suddenly felt that Yin Qing was not as unkind as the legend said.

He took a peek, and found that Yin Qing had already finished eating and began to swallow clouds and mist. The lines of her profile were clear and sharp, her peach blossom eyes were half-closed, and she was still as lazy as if she didn't care about anything or anyone. look.

Inexplicably, he suddenly felt a little envious.

When Dongyang Yu went out to go to the bathroom after dinner, Jiumu said to Yin Qing: "It's not convenient for him to talk about things when he's here, let's make another appointment, do you have time tonight?"

Yin Qing: "Yes. Where are you going?"

Jiumu: "My home."

Yin Qing: "Huh?"

Jiumu: "I have something to show you."

Yin Qing: "Okay. Remember to prepare dinner."

Jiumu stared at him for a while, and said seriously: "You have already wasted two of my dinners."

Yin Qing choked, thinking for a moment, suddenly felt that it was really twice.

——Once he was in a hurry to deliver a USB flash drive because someone was following him, and once he quarreled with Jiumu and ran out of the door.

"..." Yin Qing was silent, and then he said sincerely: "Accident, I must not waste this time."

Jiumu didn't speak.

The night is all together, and the moon is full of shadows.

When Yin Qing knocked on the door of Jiumu's house, she really smelled the aroma of food.

Satisfied, he sat down at the dining table and said, "Thank you."

"I have something to ask you." Jiumu came out of the kitchen, the white sweater was filled with heat, which made his clear face much warmer.

Yin Qing took a piece of fish unceremoniously and put it into her mouth: "Didn't you ask me for something, why did you ask me first?"

Jiumu sat beside him, waiting for him to finish eating the piece of fish.

Yin Qing looked at him in confusion: "Why don't you talk?"

Jiumu: "I'm afraid you will be choked by the fish."

"?" Yin Qing: "Choked on fish? Are you kidding me?"

Jiumu then said directly: "Do you know about that organization, or that the Yin family is also involved in it?"

Yin Qing was choked and began to cough violently.

"..."

Jiumu turned to Yin Qing with a look of "Look, let me tell you", and kindly brought him a glass of warm water.

Yin Qing slowed down for a long time, her throat was no longer uncomfortable, and at the same time her eyes were clear again, with a hint of sharpness.

If the other party wasn't Jiumu, he might just get up and leave.

Yin Qing said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Jiumu knew that Yin Qing would react in this way, so he said calmly, "literally."

Without waiting for Yin Qing to speak, he said again: "Do you know Shi Wangshu?"

Yin Qing frowned, and immediately reacted: "You mean the queen who was so popular 20 years ago and then committed suicide due to depression, who doesn't know her."

Jiumu waited for Yin Qing to drink the water before saying: "That's my mother."

Yin Qing's eyes widened suddenly.

"Her death was related to that organization, that's why I got into showbiz."

Jiumu said: "After all, she is the Queen of Heaven. She has obtained a lot of information about that organization, but I was very young when she committed suicide. When I found the information she left behind, more than ten years have passed, and the organization has also been updated. In the new generation, most of the information is useless, so I can only find it myself."

"..."

The air fell into silence, and Yin Qing spoke slowly after a long time: "Even a queen like Shi Wangshu can't escape the ending of depression and suicide. What do you think will happen to you if you are so stubborn in a huge and intricate organization?"

"Oh."

Jiumu said flatly, "Didn't I meet you?"

"..." Yin Qing smiled angrily: "You know that the Yin family is also in this organization, so you are so relieved to tell me all this?"

"Yeah." Jiumu said, "You are different from them, and you also want to stop them, don't you?"

Yin Qing took a deep look at him.

"Yes. But I can also tell you clearly that this organization is like an industrial chain, and the Yin family is only responsible for one part of it. Originally, my father didn't want to hand it over to me, but I already knew this from both open and secret. There are a lot of secrets in the organization. There is no other way to get out unless they take over, or they will be dealt with directly. So this is why they are so polite to me even if they take me away. The status of the Yin family in the organization is not high. It's low."

"My mother, grandparents and grandparents don't know about these things. In fact, my father has been trying to prevent me from being exposed to this dark side since I was a child. Even so, I was forced to be exposed to it unintentionally. You can imagine That organization is terrible, they need the Yin family, and they will use various methods to prevent the Yin family from getting out of it, forcing my dad to choose between letting me take over or throwing me to the South China Sea to feed the sharks."

"Everyone is like a puppet. No one has ever seen the hand behind everything that really controls everything."

Jiumu: "The shady scene in the entertainment industry, including raising a lover, and the business war caused by it, what else."

"The entire entertainment circle is under their control. Even to them, Jiang Yi's entertainment circle is like a game of chess. The thrill of the game layout, the sense of control of life and death, and the excitement of winning and losing are the most important thing." Their supreme pursuit. Human life, chasing dreams, the future, longing, what are they, they are just a pawn."

"To give you an example, Xinghuang Entertainment under the Yin family has newly selected a group of trainees, and their every move is presented naked on the table of the organization, and then the organization contacts the 'players', that is, those trainees. Rich people or business owners, they can 'buy stocks', and whoever they think is more talented will spend money and secretly buy resources for newcomers, and compete to see who is more popular, which is a kind of gamble."

"The bet can be hundreds of millions, a piece of rare real estate or a few percent of a listed company's shares. If the newcomer wins the boss, it will be a great joy. The boss will give it to the newcomer when he is happy. Find some good resources. But if you lose..."

"——The suicide and accidental death rate in Jiangyi's entertainment industry has never been as low as what has been exposed. Depression and anxiety are all excuses."

Jiumu was silent for a long time: "If you tell me so much, I won't be afraid..."

Yin Qing sneered: "What's so scary, didn't you just come to me to confess this matter today, since you chose to talk about it, mutual trust is the foundation."

Jiumu: "Let me finish my sentence, so now that I am forced to know so many secrets of this organization, are you not afraid that they will send someone to assassinate me?"

Yin Qing: "..."

The author has something to say: Yin Qing: People like Jiu Mu are not suitable to be friends.

Jiumu: Suitable for doing.

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