After the divorce, the film emperor wants to ascend the throne with all his heart

Back in the tent, Mu Jin saw Lin Yanchen and Song Mingrui confronting each other, which probably meant that they wanted to buy water and asked if it could be cheaper.

"Three hundred and one bottles, 500 two bottles, how about it?" Lin Yanchen raised his legs and looked like a bully.

Li Yiran pouted in displeasure: "It's too expensive."

"That's right, don't go too far."

Song Mingrui gritted his teeth and said that if he hadn't taken care of the camera, he would have knocked him to death.

Mu Jin came over and cleared her throat: "Well, 51 bottles, what do you think?"

Song Mingrui thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, take two bottles."

When they left with the water, Lin Yanchen tugged at Mu Jin's clothes, a little puzzled: "Why is it so cheap?"

"They won't buy it unless the price is lowered, and they won't get a cent. Do you think it's a loss?"

Mu Jin shook the one hundred in his hand, and took out another three hundred from his muzzle: "This is for me to move the bricks, plus Jin Beizhou's five hundred, and this one hundred, plus the rest of the money, we Steady."

Mu Jin got into the tent and lay down, closed her eyes to rest, this day was really messed up.

As expected, after the third day, Mu Jin won. At the same time, he received a notice from Xu Yu, saying that the company produced a TV series with a big IP, and he was the male lead, so he joined the group immediately and told him to go back.

As for the variety show, although the contract was signed, Ding Yao sent its first-line artist Su Minghan to replace Mu Jin, but the director didn't say anything.

Mu Jin intuitively knew that it must be Jin Beizhou's intention that this role could fall on her head.

As for why?Maybe this is what he said, wanting to be good to himself.

The script of this drama was obtained by Mu Jin from the company on the day he went back. He probably flipped through it, and it was another costume drama, but this time it was a large-scale fantasy costume drama called "Fu of the City". This character is called Nancheng, an aggrieved god of war.

As for why he was described as aggrieved, it was because he died in the first episode. As a god of war, he did not die in the battle between immortals and demons, but died at the hands of mortals.

For this script, Mu Jin can't say whether he likes it or not, but the audience should like it very much. After all, fairy tale dramas like this have always been very popular, and most of the big hits in recent years are fairy tale dramas.

After putting away the script, when Mu Jin left the company, he happened to pass by Wen Yanzhe's office. He hadn't seen him for a long time, so he wanted to go in and say hello.

Knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. Mu Jin was wondering, when the staff passing by behind him said to him: "Agent Wen asked for leave and hasn't come for several days."

"Why? Are you sick?"

Wen Yanzhe is a workaholic. He has always said that he wants to make more money, buy a house in the capital where every inch of land is expensive, and then take his parents to live with him.

"I don't know." The staff member was holding the documents to deliver, and ran into the elevator in a hurry without stopping any longer.

Mu Jin stared at the door in a daze for a moment, but decided to call and ask.

No one answered the call for a long time, Mu Jin was just about to hang up, when Wen Yanzhe's voice came from the other end of the phone, his tone was very soft, hoarse and nasal: "What's wrong, Mu Jin?"

"I heard that you asked for leave, are you sick?"

"Well, it's nothing serious." Wen Yanzhe breathed weakly, "Thank you for caring about me."

"Sure, you are the only one in your family, do you need me to take care of you?"

Mu Jin frowned, he was living alone in the north, and he didn't have a girlfriend. If he was sick, he might not even have someone to take care of him.

Wen Yanzhe coughed a few times, and said hastily: "No, you should be busy, my neighbor is very good, and he is taking care of me these days."

"Oh, okay, then I'm relieved." Mu Jin hung up the phone and looked at Wen Yanzhe's office sign meaningfully. Why did he lie to himself?

Wen Yanzhe put down his phone, feeling a little terrified, and almost lost his life.

He looked down at the bruise on his wrist, his eyes sank, how could he see such a messy scene!

"Brother Wen, are you done calling?" An Fei came in with a bowl and sat by the bed: "Come on, eat something, you'll have strength later."

An Fei curled his lips into a smile, and the words that followed were drawn out and meant something.

I always knew that he was not as innocent and harmless as he appeared, but Wen Yanzhe never thought that he could be so vicious.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Wen Yanzhe still doesn't understand what he wants to do, and he will drug himself to force women to be imprisoned.

Annoyed for a while, Wen Yanzhe trembled, only felt something flowing from his buttocks, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment: "You are a lunatic."

"Crazy?" Anfei put the bowl on the bedside table, repeated this sentence over and over, finally smiled softly and blinked his eyes: "Oh, Brother Wen is right, I am a lunatic."

"What on earth are you going to do?" Wen Yanzhe's tone increased, he gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Why are you doing this to me?"

An Fei's smile gradually froze, his eyes were covered with frost, and the bitter hatred was fully revealed. Seeing this, Wen Yanzhe was taken aback, not knowing where the hatred came from.

An Fei gently groped Wen Yanzhe's neck with his fingertips. The bruises and red marks on it were particularly dazzling. Such a sad and beautiful person is really very attractive.

"Why? It's fun, brother, what do you think? Is it fun? You had a lot of fun yesterday."

"When will you let me go?"

Realizing that Anfei would not tell him the truth, Wen Yanzhe didn't continue to ask, rather than why he hated himself, he wanted to know when he could leave this disgusting place.

I saw that An Fei suppressed his hatred, continued to put on that innocent and innocent look, slid his hand to Wen Yanzhe's face, and gently pinched his face.

The next moment, An Fei leaned his head closer and kissed the back of Wen Yanzhe's head. Wen Yanzhe was powerless to resist, allowing him to ravage, plunder, and plunder in his mouth.

After a long time, he let go of Wen Yanzhe and wiped the corners of his mouth for him: "Don't worry, I haven't played enough yet."

Wen Yanzhe felt a chill all over his body, and turned his head to the window, which was covered by thick curtains, and he couldn't see the outside world. The house was dark, and depression swept over him, making him start to panic.

Mu Jin stood at the door of Wen Yanzhe's house and rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one opened the door. His face sank, he bent down and lifted the carpet at the door, and found the key.

If I remember correctly, Wen Yanzhe seldom interacts with his neighbors, and the house opposite their house has always been vacant, so it is impossible for a neighbor to take care of him. He lied.

Opening the door, there was no one inside, Mu Jin glanced around, Wen Yanzhe's car keys were still hanging on the hook at the entrance, his slippers were gone, could it be that he just went out and walked not far?Otherwise, why don't you even change your shoes?

Mu Jin walked to his bedroom, the quilt on the bed was spread out, he reached out to feel it, there was no residual warmth inside, so Wen Yanzhe didn't just leave, the most important thing was the slipper by the bed, why is it here?

This is not right, Mu Jin frowned, took out her mobile phone and called Jin Beizhou: "Do me a favor."

Among the people he knew, he was the only one capable of helping.

Facing Mu Jin's initiative to contact him, Jin Beizhou was a little happy: "What's the matter?"

"Wen Yanzhe has an entertainer named An Fei, help me find out where his home is."

Mu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the glass filled with water on the bedside table with burning eyes, Wen Yanzhe was taken away by him, and now he is at his house.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Jin sat by the bed and waited for Jin Beizhou's reply, her fingertips turning white, hoping that there was still time.

Wen Yanzhe likes to drink a glass of water before going to bed, and he reminded him to be careful of edema, so he was taken away before going to bed.Moreover, Wen Yanzhe was used to locking the door at home, and the slippers placed beside the bed showed that he did not open the door, but someone broke in and took him away. The door lock was intact, ruling out the possibility of picking the lock.

The windows have anti-theft nets, and it is impossible to climb in. Even if you come in through the window, you can't take away a grown man, so the man must have come in through the door.

The key under the carpet was what Wen Yanzhe told himself before. He said that he had a bad memory and kept an extra one for emergencies. He also said that he only told himself and another artist under his command, that is, An Fei.

They must be at Anfei's house, because Anfei put the key back under the carpet, which shows that he is careful, and is afraid that other people who know about putting the key will become suspicious if they come over and find that the key is missing.

But he was extremely confident and asked Wen Yanzhe to answer his phone call. He knew that Wen Yanzhe didn't dare to say anything, so such a confident person didn't bother to find another place to put Wen Yanzhe.

[The author has something to say: From my bad taste, the main cp and the sub cp, always have to abuse one~hhhhh (or both of them). Forget about your dream of writing abusive essays.

[Sui Sui Nian: As an old driver, it feels really f*cking frustrating not to be able to drive. I'm racing in my mind, but I can't write it out for review. ] Slip away, good night, I, an old man, will not stay with you. 】