double duty

Clicking on the voice, a domineering tone came out, Shang Yizhen paused for a second, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the WeChat dialog box.

Shang Yizhou sent it again.

[Gold Master: Where is it? 】

"At your mother's grave..." Gu Zhi's eyes were blurred, and it took him a long time to recognize these words. He pressed the voice button irritably, "How many times do you want me to say it?"

Half a minute after the voice was sent out, the call cut in.

Gu Zhi didn't even look at it, so he hung up.

After hanging up for five seconds, it rang again.

hang up.

ring.

hang up.

ring.

After repeating this seven or eight times, Gu Zhi angrily threw the phone on the ground.

After a bang, the disturbing ringing of the phone finally stopped.

"Comfortable..." He grunted, leaning against the toilet door, drowsy.

In the box.Seeing that Gu Zhi had been out for a long time, Qin Wei was about to go out to find him, when the phone that had been kept on the table vibrated.

An unfamiliar number, Qin Wei hung up once, then called again.

Qin Wei: "Hello, who?"

"Hello, I'm Chen Zhu from Huale Tianji." A warm and polite voice sounded from the other end.

Qin Wei was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at the strange number again, his first instinct was that he had dialed the wrong number.

If the name Chen Zhu is not famous enough, then Hua Le Tianji is like a thunderbolt in the entertainment industry.

Now among the three giant entertainment companies, Hua Le Tianji is far ahead of the other two with his solid family background and strong background, leaving him far behind.

And Chen Zhu is a senior manager of Hua Le Tianji, who has brought out countless celebrities, the most famous of which is Shang Yizhou.

Qin Wei frowned and asked, "Did you make a mistake?"

He has nothing to do with Hua Le Tianji, even more so with Chen Zhu.

Chen Zhu: "Isn't this the call from Director Qin?"

Qin Wei: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Chen Zhu laughed, "I heard that you used to be a full-time screenwriter. I have a script here and want to hire you as a screenwriter consultant. Are you interested?"

Qin Wei was a screenwriter for a while, but it was more than ten years ago.

He wondered, "What book?"

Chen Zhu: "The script has not been finalized yet, but the chief director is Mr. Zhou Fengkang."

As soon as the words Zhou Fengkang came out, even Qin Wei, who was full of questions, was easily resolved, and the big pie hit his head. Even the calm Qin Wei couldn't help but feel dizzy.

He and Zhou Fengkang have a little personal relationship, but they are just acquaintances. He is going to recommend Gu Zhi to Zhou Fengkang, and he can only go there with a thick skin. How dare he think of cooperating with Zhou Fengkang on the same work.

"Director Qin?" Chen Zhu didn't hear the sound for a long time.

"Oh yes." Qin Wei hastily agreed, "It's my honor."

"Okay, I'll let you know when I've worked out the specifics." Chen Zhu paused for a few seconds, and then said, "I want to ask again, are you familiar with Gu Zhi?"

"What is it?"

Chen Zhu said calmly, "He is the second male candidate for this movie, but I can't get in touch with him anyway, so I want to ask you."

Qin Wei explained, "We're drinking together, he may have run out of battery."

"The trial script, I have to give it to him today. Can you give me the address? I'll have my assistant deliver it."

"Okay." Qin Wei reported a long list of addresses and hung up the phone.

Qin Wei also drank a little too much, never thought that it is already one o'clock in the morning, no matter how urgent the script is, he will not be so anxious.

Chen Zhu put away his mobile phone, tsk-tsk said: "To find a lover, this price..."

"I've seen Qin Wei's work, it's not bad, it's real."

Chen Zhu teased, "Where's Gu Zhi?"

Shang Yizhou said lazily: "It's just an opportunity, it's not a direct appointment."

Chen Zhu: "The people you recommended in the past, can they still be dismissed?"

"Teacher, I'll talk about it again." Shang Yizhen divided the seriousness and gave the opportunity harmless. He decided that he couldn't do it. His slender fingers tapped on the back of the phone, showing a bit of impatience, "Address."

Chen Zhu: "I'll send someone to pick him up, you should have a good rest."

Shang Yizhou fiddled with his phone with his eyes downcast, with half of his face hidden in the shadows.

He repeated, "Address."

Chen Zhu suppressed the desire to roll his eyes, "Your little lover is no longer a child, and you need your parents to pick you up when you get drunk."

Shang Yizhou said indifferently, "His wine taste is not good."

Chen Zhu's face was almost wrinkled, "Ancestor, what will you do if you are photographed by paparazzi?"

Shang Yizhou raised the corners of his lips, with a vaguely mocking smile, "Hua Le Tianji has fallen so low that he can't afford to pay this much?"

"..." Chen Zhu was speechless, "Anyway, it's your own, so what do you want?"

-

At the entrance of the KTV, Shang Yizhou was wrapped tightly.

Chen Zhu was thrown across the river and the bridge was demolished, and he got off the bus halfway.

Uncle Chen asked: "Young master, how about I go?"

Shang Yizhou waved his fingers together in the air, "No need."

He followed the address reported by Qin Wei to the seventh floor and walked to the box.

"I didn't even wear it for an hour for constipation. I took it." Yi Huangmao complained to the fellow travelers after washing his hands, "If the person next to him hadn't come out first, I would have pulled it in his pants."

Shang Yizhou's footsteps paused, and he turned sideways to look at the toilet.

There were bits and pieces of mobile phone debris on the floor.

There are two doors in the toilet, one ajar and one closed.

After Huang Mao and his companions left, Shang Yizhou put the sign under repair in front of the door, and closed the door behind his back.

The air was filled with the smell of smoke, mixed with a faint smell of urine, Shang Yizhou pressed the edge of the mask tightly, followed the traces, and picked up the smashed back cover of the mobile phone.

It's Gu Zhi's.

The back case of the phone was casually thrown in the trash can, he frowned and raised his hand to knock on the door, "...Xiaoqiu?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a heart-piercing vomiting sound from inside, as if the stomach was about to be vomited out.

Shang Yizhou covered his nose with a mask, "Open the door."

After waiting for five or six minutes, the door slowly opened, and a figure in distress staggered out holding the door.

Gu Zhi was drunk and stumbled, "Brother...Brother?" He shook his head, avoided Shang Yizhen, walked outside, and said to himself, "It's an illusion..."

Shang Yizhou picked up the remaining half of the phone, stepped forward quickly, grabbed Gu Zhi's arm, opened the door, turned around, and a set of movements flowed smoothly.

"Be good." He pressed Gu Zhi into his arms, "Don't move around."

"Don't..." Gu Zhi broke free from Shang Yizhen's shackles, "I want to drink."

"...Go home and drink." Shang Yizhou helplessly went to help Gu Zhi again, but was slapped away by Gu Zhi again.

"Do not touch me…"

"Stop making trouble." Shang Yizhou said in a deep voice.

If the usual Gu Zhi would definitely be bluffed, but now he is a drunk, so he doesn't like him at all.

"...Get out." Gu Zhi shook his body, grabbed Shang Yizhen by the collar, and cursed, "What are you...? You are killing me?"

"..." Shang Yizhou took a deep breath.

Not as knowledgeable as a drunk.

He forcibly picked up Gu Zhi, and hurried to the safe passage.

"Uncle Chen, come to the safe passage on the seventh floor."

He held Gu Zhi back while calling Uncle Chen.

"...It hurts." During Gu Zhi's turmoil, he hit his head on the wall with a very light slap. Logically speaking, a drunk person would not feel any pain with such a light slap, but Gu Zhi was in so much pain that tears rolled down his face. It seemed to fall straight down, chattering endlessly, "It hurts."

"I'm in so much pain."

Shang Yizhou covered his forehead with his hands, stared at him for a long time, and finally let out a faint sigh.