Euthanasia

Liu Zhiwei's role is over, he has a few days to rest.During this period of time, he didn't contact Xiao Yang, didn't expose her thoughts, and didn't want to expand the matter.Xu Ting asked him if he wanted to fire Xiao Yang, Liu Zhiwei was silent for a while and said, "It might be better if she stays."

Xu Ting didn't say anything in the end, and kept the video, and the appeal against Wang Mo was temporarily shelved.But Zheng Dachuan doesn't seem to intend to let it go.

This is not a big case, no one was even injured, and the director Li Qiang didn't want the case to expand and delay the filming, so the closing of the case was also very sloppy.If he can't find out who deleted the video, Xu Ting knows that Wang Mo can only suffer from being dumb.Since Wang Mo once had such thoughts towards Liu Zhiwei, at most he would be punished in the same way.This is not harmful to Liu Zhiwei, so there is no need for Xu Ting to intervene.

A few days later, Liu Zhiwei went to participate in the commercial shooting of the suit brand, and several sets of samples were sent to the Williams studio. When Liu Zhiwei said that he was going to shoot that day, Jon also said that he would "inspect" his studio.

Liu Zhiwei originally wanted to stop him, but he didn't think of any reason to stop him. After all, Jon is seriously the big boss of his company.

On the morning of the filming day, Liu Zhiwei put on a sportswear casually and was about to set off. Jon looked at it for a while and asked, "Do you want to get a haircut?"

Liu Zhiwei froze for a moment, then he remembered that he had promised Jon that they would have their corresponding hairstyles done together.

For some reason, Liu Zhiwei's face was a little hot.He said, "Today, today?"

"I think your stylist will think that's a good idea."

The cooperating brand sent an English stylist, so Xu Ting had previously informed Xiao Yang not to follow.

Liu Zhiwei said vaguely: "Okay..."

Jon moved himself from the bed to the wheelchair excitedly, and just after moving, he yelled loudly: "Zeo!"

Liu Zhiwei immediately turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"My right leg—"

Under Liu Zhiwei's gaze, Jon slowly raised his right leg.His thigh didn't move, but his calf lifted up about twenty degrees.

Liu Zhiwei's eyes widened and he rushed over, half squatting in front of Jon: "Your calf can move?!"

"No—this is the limit." Jon blushed, and his legs that had persisted for a while fell heavily.

"Jon!" Liu Zhiwei grabbed his hand, "My God——"

Jon's mouth parted: "I feel like I can do it! I feel it, and you and Lu Yi accompany me in my rehabilitation every day..."

Liu Zhiwei couldn't describe his excitement. Seeing that he was about to jump up, Jon quickly reminded him: "You're going to be late."

"That's nothing—"

"Hey, you're talking to your boss." Jon made a serious face on purpose.

Liu Zhiwei laughed immediately.He said, "What do you want to eat? I cooked wontons this morning."

"Great!" Jon said impatiently and moved out of the room.

Because their schedule was very early, Jon ate very slowly, so when they drove to the studio, what Xu Ting saw was a careless Liu Zhiwei who was only wearing sportswear and a man who was still sitting on the sidewalk. A foreign man eating wontons from a bowl.

This was Xu Ting's first time seeing Jon Williams face-to-face. Before meeting him, he was very nervous, but when he saw Jon's face, Xu Ting's nervousness disappeared.

Jon held the blue ceramic big wrist and scooped up wontons with a spoon of the same color. The wontons were very small. He had already eaten a bowl, and now he poured out another bowl from the thermos.Liu Zhiwei was afraid that he would spill on the car, so he drove cautiously all the way.

"Hi, I'm——I'm Liu Xiaoming." Jon looked up and saw Xu Ting who was staring at him speechlessly, and immediately freed up a hand to shake his hand.

Xu Ting: "..."

Liu Zhiwei wanted to punch himself.He whispered to Jon, "He knows who you are, Johnny."

Jon then said to Xu Ting, "This is the name he gave me."

Liu Zhiwei: "..." I wanted to knock myself unconscious.

"Hello, I'm Liu Zhiwei's manager, Xu Ting." Xu Ting pushed up his glasses and shook hands with Jon calmly.Jon heard from Liu Zhiwei several times that he said he was a manager, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Oh, you are his 'manager'."

Xu Ting always felt that Jon's tone was a bit weird.

Xiao Lu had already met Jon, and he immediately stepped forward actively to help Liu Zhiwei take out Jon's wheelchair. Jon struggled for a while before he successfully entered his studio in the wheelchair.

Liu Zhiwei quickly went to communicate with the stylist as required, and Jon followed behind him, which made Xu Ting, who wanted to talk to Liu Zhiwei about something serious, not know how to speak.On the contrary, Xiaolu, who is weak, has been by their side all the time, chatting with them in half-English mixed with Chinese. It is amazing that there is no obstacle in their communication.

Several sets of suits were put aside. It was originally Liu Zhiwei who was talking to the stylist, but it turned into Jon talking to the other party.

"I always feel like I've seen you somewhere before." The British designer tilted his head and said.

"I'm also in the design industry, maybe you've seen my resume before." Jon said nonchalantly.

Liu Zhiwei: "..."

The stylist said: "Okay, I can try the hairstyle you mentioned, but the matching of clothes must use our company's accessories, that is to say, he must be from our company from head to toe, including underwear."

"Underwear is not acceptable," Jon said seriously, "I bought him a limited edition SpongeBob SquarePants."

Liu Zhiwei: "...Can I go to another place?" Liu Zhiwei silently pointed to other rooms.

"We're discussing your business." Jon and the designer turned to look at him.

Liu Zhiwei: "..."

After more than ten minutes, they finally decided on a complete matching plan. Liu Zhiwei was pushed to sit in front of the styling table, and the other party began to take care of his hair.

Jon dug out a bowl of white fungus soup from another thermal bag, and sat by the side watching Liu Zhiwei's head being taken care of.

"Are you considering undercutting a 'Williams'?" Jon said, holding up a spoon.

"No." Liu Zhiwei said with the stylist.

"Okay." Jon shrugged.

After getting his haircut, Liu Zhiwei lost that gentle feeling and became more handsome and sharp.Standing in front of the mirror, he wiped his sideburns and wiped away the excess hair, and the way he bent over was so handsome that Jon gasped: "Zeo, lookatyou (look at yourself)!"

The stylist proudly blew on the outlet of the hair dryer.

Liu Zhiwei pursed the corners of his mouth, and said in a little embarrassment: "You can also cut it, you said it."

"I will." Jon said, urging him to try on the outfit they had discussed earlier.While Liu Zhiwei went to change clothes, Jon sat on the sofa outside and chatted with the stylist.

"Are you also an employee of Williams Studio?" the other asked.

"Oh, yes." Jon stuffed a spoonful of white fungus into his mouth.

"How is working in China?" the other party asked, "Salary, environment and so on - I like lively and sunny places very much, and I want to work in another place."

"Dude, China is a great choice," Jon said with his eyes widened. "Treatment? My income here is about the same as in the United States, but my expenses here are at least two-thirds lower than in the United States. You see The environment here is improved, there are no guns, there are few terrorist attacks, it is as lively as New York in the early morning, and most importantly, you can eat world-class food!"

The designer was very moved: "What are you eating?"

"Do you want to try it?" Jon seemed very generous this time. He handed the little white fungus soup left in the thermos to the other party, and asked Xiao Lu for a spoon.

"My wife did it." Jon said proudly.

"Oh, you have a lover," the designer asked as he scooped out the white fungus. "Is it Chinese?"

"That's right," Jon said, "we're married." He said, showing off the ring on his finger.

The designer took a sip of the white fungus soup, and then he couldn't help pouring everything in the thermos into his mouth. "God, this is delicious..."

Jon said happily: "Look, I told him a long time ago that he should be a chef."

Liu Zhiwei who just walked out of the fitting room: "..."

Liu Zhiwei's first suit was a lightweight striped suit, and the color matching would not be too strong to look gimmicky.He wore a pair of brown pointed-toe lace-up shoes under his feet, and his trousers were cropped trousers, revealing the plain striped socks inside.Jon whistled and threw the sunglasses at him at him.

Liu Zhiwei caught the sunglasses, clamped them on the bridge of his nose, and immediately spun around in a few very cool poses.

Xiao Lu and the two foreigners applauded wildly.

Xu Ting: "..." I don't know why I always feel that the painting style in front of me is a bit strange.

Liu Zhiwei laughed twice, took off his sunglasses, and walked into the studio. Jon followed him while pushing the wheelchair while encouraging him: "Today you are a catwalk model! All the lights are on him! "

Xiao Lu immediately took over the work of pushing Jon's wheelchair, and Jon freed up his hand to eat tremella soup.The designer followed Jon and kept staring at the tremella soup in his hand: "Did you meet your lover through work?"

"That's right," Jon said, "It's in this studio. If you want to change jobs and come here, I can recommend it to you."

When it came to work, the other party became serious and rigorous.

"I have many choices. This job is just an extra money I earn. I have to compare the salary conditions and development potential here."

"From a businessman's point of view, China is a big market," Jon said. "Although the Chinese people's pursuit of fashion is slower than some fashion capitals, it also means that it is full of potential, and the Chinese people's pursuit of luxury The admiration for luxury goods—well, and purchasing power—at least surpasses that of ordinary Americans. Here, you can almost lead the fashion in China.” Jon looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, “And I think you know China’s The film market is also huge, as long as a Chinese actor is put in an American film, they will max out the box office.”

The designer let out a "wow".

"But you know, my lover is Chinese. I have other passions and expectations for this place," Jon said. "Chinese culture is fascinating and profound. This is their strength and weakness. I am here I saw a lot of sharp contradictions, which made me find the meaning of my life."

The designer did not expect Jon to suddenly rise to the level of "the meaning of life", he could only say: "Oh...that's very good..."

Jon shrugged and said: "I used to want euthanasia, but one day when I ate the meal made by my lover, I saw the things he bought from the 'vegetable market' in China, I don't know why I suddenly felt that I I can still live for a while. I saw all kinds of people walking back and forth in the hospital, many people worrying about their lives, I thought I would be very relaxed about it, because I can choose whether to die at any time, but at that time I But I feel that if I give up my life, I will miss a very important thing, something that I will regret in heaven."

The designer looked at Jon in surprise, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

Jon smiled again, and he raised the ring on his finger again: "I'm glad I waited for a while and didn't miss him."

"I'm happy for you, friend," said the designer.

"Thanks," Jon said, "Can I ask you to do my hair too?"

Liu Zhiwei in front of the camera has already taken several photos.I don't know if it's because Jon had already given Liu Zhiwei a "model" setting before he went up to take pictures, and Liu Zhiwei performed very well.

The photographer was Xu Fei, who was the first to take official photos of Liu Zhiwei. During the shooting, he excitedly took the photos in the camera and said to Liu Zhiwei: "What a great improvement! Look at this..."

Liu Zhiwei changed five or six sets of clothes one after another, and the effect of each set was different, but he showed a confidence that he had never had before in the camera.This is a bit different from his acting, because in acting he needs to express another person, but as a model, he only needs to express himself.

After the shooting ended that day, Liu Zhiwei couldn't help asking in the car: "Did you know that designer before? You seem to have a good chat."

Before Jon got in the car, he bought an ice cream in the canteen next to him.Liu Zhiwei expressed incomprehension to his behavior of eating ice cream in the cold weather.Jon licked the ice cream and said, "I haven't spoken to him before, but I know who he is."

"Who?" Liu Zhiwei looked at Jon incomprehensibly.He thought the other party was just the designer of that small British brand.

"He was the head designer of London Fashion Week," Jon said, "at least three or four awards. I'm just a code, I can't tell those awards. But I am on the website seen him."

Liu Zhiwei let out a cry of surprise. "What did you tell him?"

"Trying to lure him here," Jon said. "He's already decided to go back and write an online job application."

Liu Zhiwei opened his mouth and was speechless.

Jon finished his last bite of ice cream, looked happily at the writing on the stick and said, "Hey! 'One More'!"