star storm

At this moment, the tall oak door opened.Mr. Zheng Boyuan, the principal of Fenglei Fund, came out with a glass of red wine.His gray hair was combed meticulously, and he was dressed in a black suit, making him look extremely serious. His sharp eyes, which were always praised by industry insiders, carried a bit of sadness and sigh.

Yang Chengjun, the vice president beside him, and several senior executives of the company quickly stood up and greeted him.

Zheng Boyuan raised his glass lightly with a solemn expression: "Congratulations! International Financial Investment Asia Branch will become a part of Fenglei Fund. Mr. Yang, I am very glad that we can work together in the future."

"..."

Yang Chengjun thought, didn't you mean that there are many organizations competing?But it seems that his family is the only one who has come to this small island now.Also, is this a congratulatory expression?Why does it seem like a dead father is going to hold a funeral?

But none of this seems to be important, what is important is that the goal that has been looking forward to has finally been achieved.

He already had a salute in his heart~!He knew that the international financial investment would definitely be selected.who but me!

Zheng Boyuan said again: "This glass of wine is to respect a friend far away, and I wish him a good journey."

"..." Yang Chengjun and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet. Chairman Fu Zhenjun died of a heart attack, and the rescue failed. Today, we will become the best partners. Such a grand event should be celebrated. But it's a pity, you know, I will tell you later I want to go back to China to attend Mr. Fu's funeral."

"..."

After that, Yang Chengjun, who returned to China with Zheng Boyuan and his party, felt indescribably aggrieved.He told himself repeatedly in his heart, don't care about other people's eyes, let alone the sarcasm in between the lines.International finance is successfully promoted based on strength, regardless of whether Fu Zhenjun lives in this world...

Oh, this feels really bad!

Fu Zhenjun opened his eyes leisurely, and saw the soft sunlight cast on the ceiling, this strange feeling woke him up.He sat up slowly, and after overcoming his dizziness for a while, he gradually looked around and looked at the hospital clothes he was wearing, only to realize that this was a hospital ward.

It appears he was taken to the hospital anyway.The tingling pain in his chest should be due to a heart problem. He is lucky to be able to sit up now.

After all, I am old and haven't swam for too long. ...Fortunately, he didn't compete for that position, otherwise Fenglei Investment would not be long before he would change partners again.

People, without a good physique, everything is empty.

Suddenly, he saw that his wrist was wrapped in gauze, propped on the bed, and it hurt.Strange, when did his hand hurt?

Fu Zhenjun didn't have the heart to think about these things at all right now, he just wanted to know what happened to him?When can I leave the hospital?Even if the cooperation failed, the headaches at home were still waiting for him to deal with.

He hesitated for a moment, and instead of ringing the bell, he walked gently outside.

Walking out of the ward, there is a small reception room connected to the outside.The TV, computer and sofa are all in place, obviously this is a VIP ward suite.I saw a few people looking down on the phone.

He didn't know any of these people, and Lu Quan didn't know where he went, and his mobile phone was not with him.

He opened the locked door of the guest room and walked straight out. The two people dressed as security guards at the door stared at him dumbfounded.

Fu Zhenjun turned his head and looked. Just as he was about to ask a lot of questions, there was a loud noise from the side, and a few people dressed as reporters rushed towards him.

The two security guards beside him had already reacted and rushed forward to block it.

"You have always denied that you had plastic surgery, how do you explain it now?" Bearing the brunt, the reporter poked the recording microphone directly from the security guard's armpit to Fu Zhenjun's mouth.

He opened his mouth, and felt a sudden tingling in his mouth besides numbness on half of his face.He couldn't say anything, so he was pushed against the wall by the crowd.

All kinds of flashlights made him squint his eyes and couldn't help turning his head.

The sharp questioning voices almost overlapped and overwhelmed like a tsunami.

"I heard that you committed suicide because of a failed plastic surgery?!"

"Will you still participate in the upcoming TV series?"

"Are advertisers pulling out?!"

"Is it because you were jokingly called mean because of your thin lips on the Zong Yi show, which made you desperate to have plastic surgery?!"

"What does Xing'er think of your mean lips?!"

"Would you still deny that you ever had plastic surgery?"

He couldn't help raising his hand to cover his eyes. What's going on, what are these people talking about?do what?

What plastic surgery?What variety show?What mean? !what star?

There was a burst of dizziness in the head, and many inexplicable fragments flashed.

At this time, the voices of these reporters became even louder!Sharp and excited, almost screaming!

"Is your wrist bandaged because of this suicide?!"

"The manager said that you fell while shooting an advertisement?! Did you actually cut your pulse?!"

"You committed suicide and were hospitalized, did Xing'er visit you in the hospital?!"

"I heard that Xing'er was photographed vacationing with XX in Paris and Korea's XX group. Was this also the reason for your suicide?!"

Fu Zhenjun was dizzy and thought to himself, they must have admitted the wrong person, and it was fortunate that they had admitted the wrong person, otherwise a person who really committed suicide would have to face so many aggressive faces and so many almost cruel questions. collapsed.

At least for this moment, he is wearing a hospital gown, so he is considered a patient anyway, can you stop blocking him like this!

At this time, he felt that his eyes were dark, and his head was covered by clothes.Someone grabbed his back, and at the same time someone quickly pushed him into the room.As soon as the door is closed, the whole world is quiet.

He pulled off the clothes on his head, and then silently looked at the people in front of him—they were the ones who were arguing in the living room just now.

The leader is a young woman around 30 years old, with regular but stern facial features, wearing professional suits, neat and stylish.She pointed at Fu Zhenjun angrily and said: "How can you go out without saying a word? Can you figure out the situation?! What about your brain? Have you cut your pulse too much, and you are already brain dead! The entertainment industry does not rely on face You can mess around! How many times have I told you that the company has already made an appointment for the next operation for you, but you ran to commit suicide?! Now it’s all over!"

"Sister Jin, don't be angry! Think about how to remedy it?" A young man next to him persuaded.

The woman said angrily: "Remedy? How to remedy it? Do you know how many shots were outside just now! Now the whole world knows that Li Xunze's plastic surgery failed! Director Yu called just now, telling me to deal with this matter properly .”

Everyone at the scene seemed to think of something, and took out their mobile phones one after another.

Go to Weibo, Netease, Tianya, Baidu, major websites, major media, and quickly browse and check.

The young man exclaimed: "Quickly go to the homepage of Weibo! Check it out!"

Then Sister Jin was taken aback, she was on the front page with such kung fu?No way, Li Xunze's reputation has not reached this level.

She took the IPAD from the sofa and logged in immediately, checking it quickly.

I saw several photos of rescue scenes on Weibo headlines.

"Salute to the martyrs and promote positive energy.

On Bole Road to the airport, Chairman Fu Zhenjun resolutely jumped into the river and successfully rescued the girl who fell into the water.Because of the cold weather, Chairman Fu Zhenjun had a heart attack on the way to leave, but because of the crowd of fans of superstar Ying Hao who came to participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the Yunding Riverside five-star hotel, the car couldn't get out and the ambulance couldn't arrive in time. During the period, there was a conflict with Ying Hao's fans, and he changed his course halfway. Before arriving at the hospital, Chairman Fu Zhenjun had passed away. "

Below this message, there are tens of thousands of messages and 10,000+ reposts.

The original post was still a row of buildings where people paid tribute to the martyrs and mourned in silence, but later, it turned into a celebrity who only pursued personal desires and ignored the common people.All of a sudden, the matter was kidnapped to a moral level, and the latest replies were all about Hei Yinghao.

From character to acting skills, everything has been picked up, even the fights in the early years, the nurturing incident, and the appearance of killing Matt were not let go, and they were blacked out every minute.

Sister Jin immediately switched to Ying Hao's Weibo, the place was already full of gunpowder and the flames of war were fierce.

Big fans and all kinds of black, almost the world changed color.

Then go to the post bar, Ying Hao... Fuck, it's already blown up!

Sister Jin's complexion changed, and her brows were furrowed. The opening ceremony of the five-star hotel was just yesterday, and it turned upside down overnight. What happened?

Even they have seen so much negative news, the company should already be thinking of countermeasures.Sister Jin hesitated for a while, and took out her mobile phone to call Director Yu, but no matter how she called, the line was already busy.

Ying Hao is the number one male star in their company, the pillar of the company!The business benefit created by him alone accounts for more than [-]% of the company.If he falls, the contract compensation alone will be enough to force the company to close down.

Boss Yu and the others have to worry about Ying Hao's affairs. They are just small employees of the company, and they are just assistant nannies for the second and third line actors.

People are not popular, but there are more things to do than the first-line popular superstars.Especially Li Xunze's reputation is there, and most people in the circle know it well.Knowing that she was Li Xunze's agent, they all looked at her like a pimp.

The more Sister Jin thought about it, the more annoyed she became, she turned her head and stared at Li Xunze, and was about to start scolding, when another person shouted: "Go to Baidu, there is already a post about the history of plastic surgery."

Everyone was taken aback, history of plastic surgery?Ying Hao is very handsome, but that is really handsome.It is said that since junior high school, he has been known far and wide for being handsome.If there is any adjustment, it is at most the teeth.Is there a history of plastic surgery that can be picked up?

Fu Zhenjun was left alone, but he didn't have a mobile phone.Seeing that everyone looked like a catastrophe was imminent, he couldn't help being curious, he also poked his head to look, and at a glance he saw the first-floor town building map posted by Baidu's plastic surgery post.

In the photo, a young man in a patient suit looked at the camera blankly.The smooth eye lines of this young man have an indescribable beauty, coupled with a high nose bridge, flaxen permed slightly curly hair, if you only look at the upper half of his face, you will be deeply shocked by his beauty .But this handsome young man's mouth is crooked!