Countdown [entertainment]

Jiu Mu ignored it and was about to close the door.

Yu Xiang's eyes were quick and his hand immediately stuck a foot in the door, and smiled ambiguously through the crack of the door: "Don't be such a little beauty, brother has been waiting for you for so long, let me come in."

"Who are you?" Jiumu asked.

"The person who has a crush on you." Yu Xiang put on a serious expression: "Let me in and I'll talk to you in detail."

"I don't like men, you can talk to someone else." As he said that, Jiu Mu ignored Yu Xiang's legs between the door and closed the door forcefully.

"Hiss——" Yu Xiang was in pain, and his alcohol was half gone. Seeing Jiumu's icy but extremely beautiful face made his heart itch, and he forced himself to fight Jiumu with all his strength.

"Why don't you just come in, how easy. Little beauty, can you let brother in too?"

Jiumu no longer had a polite tone, and said in a cold voice: "Trouble, please respect yourself. Otherwise, I will ask the waiter to take you away."

"Little beauty, all the waiters on this floor have been taken away by me. The rooms around you are all my people. If you are sensible, let me in quickly, otherwise you will feel better in a while."

Yu Xiang was startled to realize that he was not as strong as such a thin-skinned, tender-skinned and weak-looking boy. If he hadn't blocked the door with his legs, he would have closed the door long ago.

He gradually lost his patience, and suddenly raised his other foot and kicked hard.

Jiumu didn't expect this person to be so rude, naturally the strength of his hands could not match the strength of his feet, and the door slammed wide open.

Yu Xiang strode in, stretched out his hand to pinch Jiumu's neck, the smooth touch and the graceful curve of the collarbone stimulated him to be so beastly, he swallowed, wishing he could have sex with the boy in front of him now.

When Jiumu was touched by his sticky hand, his face suddenly sank, he lifted his arm away from Yu Xiang's hand, and punched him in the face.

He used so much force that Yu Xiang didn't recover from the beating for a long time.

After a while, he spat, smiled instead of anger, and looked at Jiumu again with lecherous eyes: "It's hot enough, beauty, I like it, but let's save this energy and let it vent on the bed."

Jiumu punched him again.

This time the strength was stronger, and Yu Xiang could taste the blood in his mouth.

"Fuck Brother Yu." His friend came out from the next room when he heard the movement, looked at Jiu Mu who was flexing his wrists and Yu Xiang whose face was slightly swollen, and was dumbfounded: "Is it so cruel?

Yu Xiang stared at Jiumu, who still had a cold face. He slowly licked the wound on the corner of his lower lip, knowing that there was nothing he could do.

He sneered: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished, so I tied him up."

Huang Yang knocked on the doors of four or five houses around him. Except for the one directly opposite the door, the owners of the other houses surrounded him, looking at Jiumu like a wolf and wanting to make a move.

There are quite a few people.

Jiu Mu frowned slightly, where did this Yu Xiang come from, this idiot with broken sleeves, dared to force his hands at Uncle Ji's banquet.

Suddenly, the door of the room directly opposite Jiumu's house slowly opened, and a lazy voice came out: "Why is it so lively here?"

Yu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't recognize the owner of the voice, but he knew it wasn't his.

He looked intently, and suddenly a coldness crept up his back, and he quickly said, "Yin, Young Master Yin."

Jiu Mu was slightly startled when he heard the sound, but also looked over, and met Yin Qing's loose peach blossom eyes.

Yin Qing, however, looked away lightly, turned to Yu Xiang, and said casually, "Snatching a civilian girl by force?"

Yu Xiang calmed down after only a moment of panic. He knew that Jiu Mu and Yin Qing didn't know each other at all, and that Young Master Yin never bothered to meddle in such nosy matters.

He smiled: "I didn't grab her by force, I just wanted to chat with this little beauty, but she gave me two punches without saying a word, and I couldn't help it."

"Oh." Yin Qing yawned, and walked slowly to the right side of the corridor.

It really doesn't matter.

Yu Xiang heaved a sigh of relief, and he had already started to practice in his mind to wait for Yin Qing to leave, and Jiumu's ups and downs, who knew that Yin Qing who passed by him unexpectedly punched him too.

It also hit Jiumu's side where he had hit hard before, and he was stunned.

Yin Qing wiped her right hand in distaste, her tone was still lazy, but now she sounded a bit in need of a beating: "Do you know why I beat you?"

Yu Xiang covered his face and said in a daze, "No, I don't know."

"Want to know?"

Yu Xiang nodded.

"Don't you also want to chat with me now, so I punched you too, why? Find someone to surround me too? Or do you want to fuck me too?"

"No." Yin Qing suddenly showed confusion in her eyes: "Just now, Jiumu punched you twice, and this condition has not been met."

As he said that, he punched him again.

Overlapping with the previous punch, half of Yu Xiang's face swelled up.

"Yin... Young Master Yin, you..."

Yin Qing looked at him with a half-smile: "You know now?"

Yu Xiang glanced at him with hatred in his eyes, knowing that even if there were a lot of them, they would not be able to offend Yin Qing at all, and even if their teeth were knocked out, they would have to swallow their blood.

Dogs fight people.

When you fall into decline one day, I will repay you double.

Yu Xiang cursed from the bottom of his heart, then turned and left without delay.

Yin Qing glanced at Huang Yang, who immediately lowered his head in a jerk, and slipped back into the room with the rest of the people, daring not to show their anger.

Only Yin Qing and Jiu Mu were left in the huge corridor.

"Thank you." Jiumu spoke first, breaking the silence.

"It's a little effort." Yin Qing didn't take the credit this time, she glanced at the surrounding room and said, "Don't invite me into your room? Don't worry, I won't be greedy for your body."

There was still a moment of shame for Jiumu being so straightforwardly pointed out, but it was only for a moment, and soon he calmly said: "Okay."

Yin Qing followed him into the room.

"I owe you a favor." Jiumu closed the door, turned around and said.

"No." Yin Qing sat on the sofa unceremoniously: "They can't beat you without me."

Jiumu didn't speak.

"He's pretty skilled, he's learned martial arts."

Yin Qing refers to the process of Jiumu shifting his body to avoid Yu Xiang's hand, and at the same time giving him a backhand punch smoothly.

Jiumu said "yes", "I learned self-defense when I was a child."

Yin Qing didn't ask again, and changed her words: "But you really owe me a favor. Yu Xiang will not dare to touch you again, and I will do it once and for all. Of course, I offended the entire Yu family because of you, even though it is a small business. , but it is uncertain when the Yin family will need to have business cooperation with it."

"I know." Jiumu said.

This is also the reason for the debt he said before. Those people in Yu Xiang are not dead. Even if they can't beat themselves this time, they will only be more difficult in the future. However, Yin Qing protected him once, and they dare not touch themselves again.

"Then let me tell you straight, it's still the same thing." Yin Qing twitched the corner of her mouth: "My manager wants you to assist me in the tour, the whole process, and you are the only one in this position."

Jiumu was still taken aback, Yin Qing casually said on the balcony that he thought he was joking about herself, but she didn't expect it to be true, and... Isn't it an honor for the assistant to be a guest for Yin Qing?

"Are... sure?" Jiumu asked tentatively.

Yin Qing lazily leaned on the back of the sofa, her long legs crossed irregularly: "Otherwise? It's because he asked you personally before and you didn't come, so I can only try to fulfill his request. I don't know if he I have a crush on you, so I must have you."

"Who is your agent?"

"Chu Yujing."

Jiumu's expression became more and more weird. He was on the edge of the third-tier entertainment circle and he had heard the reputation of the strongest manager in the industry, but now he actually chased after him and asked him to assist his artist.

Especially these words came from the third prince of the entertainment industry, Young Master Yin, who just wanted to blow himself to death with a puff of cigarettes.

Jiumu didn't speak all the time, but Yin Qing observed all the changes in his expression when he heard the news, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait," Yin Qing straightened up suddenly: "So you didn't know before? What Chu Yujing said clearly was that you had already personally rejected it."

Although the coldness in Jiumu's eyes flashed, Yin Qing keenly caught it, and he immediately said: "Someone lied, right?"

Jiumu's expression returned to indifference in an instant: "No, Young Master Yin was thinking too much. I just didn't want to cooperate with you before, but since it's a favor, I'd rather be respectful than obedient. I'm going to sleep, see you later."

Jiumu had clearly issued the order to evict the guest, no matter how curious Yin Qing was, she knew that he would not be able to ask the answer, so she simply kicked her long legs and walked out.

Back in his room, he turned on his phone and started sending messages.

Compared with a man who wanted to sleep with him, what surprised Jiumu even more was that Yin Qing was willing to come forward for him.

The famous young master Yin really has a changeable temperament.

Jiumu sighed with emotion, and then continued what was interrupted by the disciple just now.

He waited for more than half an hour before getting through to the phone number that was also noted as L in the address book.

There was a bit of noise over there, the sound of chattering, the sound of metal clashing, and someone shouting loudly from time to time, Jiumu was not surprised, and said calmly: "Are you free?"

A male voice with a pleasant but flirtatious voice came: "Not yet, isn't this brother Jiu's call that you have to ignore? You talk first, and I'll deal with other things after I'm done."

This person is the "L" in his address book, named Li Jisu, who started from scratch in five years, set off a bloody storm, and wiped out most of the underground forces in Jiangyi. Until now, no one can shake his position as the leader.

Jiumu asked: "I didn't find it, there is no room for him, I checked that he didn't bring enough bags to hold the 'list' with him."

There was silence for a while, and with the sound of the door opening, the noise also weakened a lot.

Jiumu knew that he had started to check things, so he kept quiet and did not speak again.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, Jiumu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was his own door.

He frowned, why did someone knock on the door again.

"I'll open the door." Jiumu said, putting the phone on the table.

He looked out through the cat's eyes, and this time he was an acquaintance.

Tang Xinqing stood outside the door, holding a glass of red wine in each hand.

Jiumu opened the door and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Boring, the banquet hall is too noisy," Tang Xinqing winked at him, pretending to be shy and said, "Brother Jiu, let me have a drink with you."

Tang Xinqing is really good-looking, with a small red mouth, a pointed nose, and big watery eyes staring at you like this, it's hard for a normal person to refuse.

Jiumu knew that she just became addicted to drama for a while, and it didn't mean anything else. If he hadn't been on the phone, he would definitely have a drink with her. It's just a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for this banquet, and Li Jisu is usually difficult to get in touch with, so he said : "I have something to do now, can I come to you later?"

Tang Xinqing pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "They're all busy people, so I'll go drink alone. Good night, Brother Jiu."

Jiumu said, "Good night."

"Wait, there is one more thing."

"Ah."

Tang Xinqing was silent for a long time suddenly, and when she raised her eyes again, there was more emotion in her eyes that Jiumu couldn't describe, and her voice was very soft: "I don't know what's wrong with Yin Qing, although you may not like him this way." man, but there are times when he is the only one who can be completely trusted."

The words without warning made Jiumu not know how to react, but in the next second, Tang Xinqing's expression came alive again, and she winked at him: "It feels like I've drunk too much, no, I'll go back first , I dare not cry in front of you."

Jiumu smiled: "Good night, sleep well."

He closed the door and picked up his phone. Li Jisu seemed to have been waiting for a long time, imitating Tang Xinqing's tone and teasing him: "Brother Jiu, let me have a drink with you."

Jiumu replied unceremoniously: "Brother Li still needs to drink with him?"

"No shortage, no shortage, but there is no such appearance and level as the actress."

Jiumu: "Oh."

"Okay, let's get down to business, I checked again, he did bring it with me."

"Cheng Yihui?"

"It's him."

Jiumu paused: "Then why can't I find..."

"Such a big organization, I have tried my best to find out the news. If you find it easily, they won't hide under the world so deeply and for a long time."

Jiumu was silent for a while: "Yes."

"Although I know you won't listen to persuasion, I still want to talk about it as usual and do my best."

Jiumu: "Yes."

"Okay, I know you didn't listen to it again, hang up."

Jiumu: "Thank you."

He put down his phone, took a deep breath, and looked at the mottled night outside the window.

The moon is a bit bright, and it rained during the day, the air is fine, and the stars are twinkling like a boundless Milky Way pouring down.

Suddenly, Jiumu's mind came up with emotions that she had never seen in Tang Xinqing's eyes for so many years. After thinking about it, she took out her phone and sent her a WeChat message: Are you asleep?

After waiting for a long time there was no reply, probably because he was asleep, Jiumu thought.

He also turned off the light and went to bed.

A gust of night wind suddenly blows outside the window, and a few petals are rolled up and fluttered down.