I heard that people who come in have made a fortune [entertainment circle]

Before Su Luochen opened his eyes, he knew that he wasn't sleeping on his own bed, and that the blanket under his body was definitely not the four-piece suit he bought for 100 yuan during the shopping festival.

He seriously recalled it. Yesterday, when Jin Jing came out of the police station, he and Yan Mingsheng were driving in the car. He passed by a barbecue stall. He remembered that the boss looked up at him and held a handful of barbecue. , grilled gluten, grilled chicken wings.

He wanted to apply for two bites, and then... he couldn't remember anything.

Su Luochen sat up from the bed and looked around.

The shining crystal lamp above the head, the exquisitely carved solid wood furniture in the room... sum it up in two words: luxury!

It is different from the ascetic style of the Protoss "I am very cold, I am not interested in anything, don't give me furniture", and it is also different from the "I picked up a new ball today, why not put it in the castle for decoration" of the Demon Race Random wind.

The whole room has an obsessive-compulsive air of "I'm noble, don't let me put things that aren't matching sets".

Su Luochen felt a little hungry, and looked at the clock on the bedside table, "Damn it, it's four o'clock!"

It was bright outside, with the sun overhead.

From last night, I slept until four o'clock in the afternoon.

dead dead!

Jin Jing will definitely kill him, then chop it up and sell it to the evil spirits of Asura Dao to make wontons.

Su Luochen turned around without touching the phone, no wonder he didn't wake up.

His first thought: The man who carried me back stole my phone.

After thinking about it, this chair is sold, and it can probably buy ten mobile phones of that model. The person who brought himself back is unlikely.

Think again: Could it be that he wants to steal important information in my mobile phone?

Then I changed my mind: Then why didn't he tie me up?Torture or something, I can also learn the torture techniques of this world.

Continue to think about it... There is a "grunt" in my stomach.

Su Luochen didn't eat anything last night, and then slept in one breath until now. He was already so hungry that his chest was on his back.

I searched around the room, only to find a set of dark blue pajamas.

There is also an attached bathroom in this bedroom, and the toiletries in the bathroom are all available.

Do you want to wash it?

After all, I already have the burden of being an idol, so it would be embarrassing to go out with eye shit on my face.

After washing, will I fall into some strange trap?

Su Luochen rubbed his chin, he thought of an old story:

A monk is traveling west with three pets, and he is being eaten by man-eating monsters along the way.Every monster that caught a monk was very hygienic, and after catching it, they all shouted: "Wash that monk clean."

Su Luochen carefully sniffed the toothpaste, facial cleanser, shower gel...they were all normal herbal scents, without the smell of cumin, garlic, soy sauce, coriander or the like.

After taking a quick battle bath, Su Luochen came out in his pajamas and met an old man.

When he saw Su Luochen, he smiled and said hello: "Mr. Su, you're awake. I'm Mr. Yan's housekeeper, Old Zhao. Would you like something to eat?"

Su Luochen, who had a lot of questions to ask, succumbed to the basic physiological needs of this useless body. He was very reluctant...followed behind Lao Zhao...side by side with Lao Zhao...and pulled Lao Zhao to walk like the wind...

The restaurant is just ahead.

But it's over, if he doesn't, he plans to pick up Old Zhao and run forward.

Two maids came over pushing the dining cart, one of them just put down the first plate, turned around to get the second plate, turned around again and found that the first plate was empty.

The maid was stunned: "Mr. Su, eat slowly, be careful not to choke, there is still in the kitchen."

"Ah... oh... Huh? Is there anything in this plate?" Su Luochen picked up the plate with a serious face, and looked at it seriously.

Before the second dish was eaten, the mobile phone appeared in front of my eyes first.

Old Zhao very politely offered Su Luochen's mobile phone with both hands: "Mr. Yan is afraid that it will disturb your sleep, so let me put it away first."

The phone is on silent mode, not turned off.

Very good, more than 140 missed calls, 999+ WeChat, sent by Cheng Feng, Luo Yong, Chen Xing, and people I know from different channels.

Among them, there are more than 70 voices of 60 seconds, all from Jin Jing.

Of course, Su Luochen would not naively think that Jin Jing had recited the Sutra of Prayer for Peace for him in the more than an hour's voice.

Even if Jin Jing killed him, she would not chant scriptures to save him, but let him go to the Western Paradise and report her membership code for naturalization.

He glanced at it, took a deep breath, and decided to wait until after dinner to avoid indigestion.

The sinful fork pierced the sausage on the plate, before he could eat it, the phone rang again, and it was Yan Mingsheng's video invitation.

It's better to be Mr. Yan, who is considerate.

I must have come to ask him if he slept well and if he ate well.

Su Luochen happily pressed the call button, and Yan Mingsheng's gentle smile appeared in the video: "Xiaochen, you woke up, you suddenly passed out last night, and you were sent to the hospital saying that you were overworked, so all the schedule today They are all cancelled, you can rest at home, there is a heated swimming pool in the basement, and other electronic entertainment equipment, Uncle Zhao will tell you how to use it."

"Hey!" Su Luochen responded briskly, and his whole body seemed to fly happily.

Yan Mingsheng added: "Also, prepare yourself. Director Zhang's New Year's Eve film has already confirmed you. The specific role needs to be decided after an audition. The audition will be held tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay!" No wonder so many colleagues in the industry sent messages, they must be asking him how to hug Dao Zhang's thigh, hehehehehehehe.

Just when Su Luochen was about to eat the sausage on the fork, the smiling Yan Mingsheng stepped back a few steps, and suddenly a terrifying stepmother appeared in the camera... Ah no, it was Jin Jing.

Jin Jingpi smiled and said to him: "Have a good rest, remember to read the message I sent you when you have time."

She paused, her eyes fixed on the sausage poked on the top of the fork, her voice was gentle and sweet, and she almost didn't feel murderous at all: "Each 800 grams contains [-] calories. The type of New Year's film director Zhang is unknown this time, but trust me It shouldn’t be about the life of a sumo wrestler.”

Yan Mingsheng's voice came from behind: "Why be so harsh, he occasionally wants to eat, so give him some, he is still young, even if he has a little flesh, he can lose weight immediately with a little exercise, and if he is too thin, hug him ...It's uncomfortable to be on camera, ah no, it's not good to be on camera."

As the saying goes: The big shop bullies the customers.

Jin Jing's dissatisfied voice was about to blow up the screen: "Mr. Yan, don't use the camera, you may not know how fat the camera can make people. Besides, the kind of clothes that the audience wants to see look thin and take off their clothes." There is meat, which refers to muscle, not fat, if you indulge him to eat one intestine, he can eat ten intestines when he turns around..."

Yan Mingsheng, the majestic and overbearing boss, was spoken in a softer voice by the gold medal manager Jin Jing: "Eat a little bit, it's okay..."

Jin Jing's voice raised an octave: "No one becomes fat with one bite!"

Yan Mingsheng misfired.

A picture flashed in Su Luochen's mind:

Kneeling in the corner and being scolded by Jin Jing,

Yan Mingsheng came out to speak for him,

In the end, the two of them held hands, knelt in the corner together, and were scolded by Jin Jing.

All the sentences that scolded them turned into kelp, and the octopus rested on their heads. They held hands, with tears in their eyes, and looked at each other miserable.

How difficult is the life of the devil...

·

In the evening, before Yan Mingsheng came back, brothers and sisters Rong Heng and Rong Zhi came to visit, and the housekeeper Lao Zhao warmly received them.

"Hey, do you live here?" Rong Zhi saw Su Luochen who had just come out of the game room at a glance.

Su Luochen didn't have a good impression of this eldest lady, but she was not bad towards Rong Heng. After all, he gave him so many small snacks and fed him a lot, so he had affection.

"I worked too late yesterday, President Yan let me stay for one night."

Rong Heng smiled and said, "Mr. Su and Mr. Yan have a really good relationship. No wonder Mr. Yan said this time that he wants you to be the spokesperson of the Rong Group's overall brand."

Food Company Spokesperson!

Eat right away!

That's work, and brokers can't stop it!

Su Luochen's heart was in full bloom!

"Really, that's really great. Sit down quickly, Uncle Zhao, Young Master Rong only drinks green tea, and Miss Rong likes to drink sweet-scented osmanthus latte." Su Luochen tried to be more enthusiastic.

As warm as the owner of the house.

Rong Zhi wanted to post Yan Mingsheng wholeheartedly, and Su Luochen who had a good relationship with Yan Mingsheng in front of him, needless to say, must be Yan Mingsheng's brother.

Many men don't listen to their wives, but brothers do whatever they say.

Maybe Yan Mingsheng is also such a person.

There was some discord between Su Luochen and Su Luochen when they were shooting commercials last time, and now they have to hurry up and repair their relationship.

Rong Zhi quickly calculated in her heart:

There are several high-end restaurants under the Rong family.

This Su Luochen looked like a gluttonous little fool, why not coax him out first, then let him call and drag Yan Mingsheng directly to the restaurant.

Talk about business while eating.

Bring a few more bottles of spirits and ask Rong Heng to respect him, and he only drinks drinks.

After going back and forth, Yan Mingsheng must have passed out drunk, and then took him into the private room...

Even if she can't become Mrs. Yan, she can use this to draw Yan Mingsheng into her own side. If she wants to compete with Rong Heng for control of the company in the future, with Yan Mingsheng's help, she won't have to be afraid of those old guys anymore.

Plan pass!

Rong Zhi said softly to Su Luochen: "It's so boring to always eat at home, why don't we go out to eat."

Su Luochen was chatting happily with Rong Heng, when she heard her say this, without thinking, she handed her a plate of sandwiches: "Oh, I won't go, you eat something to fill your stomach first, and dinner will be served later, you You can put more on the plate and take it out to eat."

Before Rong Zhi could speak, Su Luochen added thoughtfully: "It's quite cold outside in the garden, wear a cotton coat and be careful of freezing."