The movie king always forced me to be responsible for him

When An Jie picked up the phone, Zhuang Yao's hasty voice came from the phone: "Brother An Jie, where are you now?"

An Jie's eyes flickered: "On the way to Nancheng Police Station."

The speaker of An Jie's mobile phone was a bit loud, but An Ran could hear the conversation just by getting closer.

Zhuang Yao: "I've told Sister Ningning to calm down for the media, and there won't be any big news coming out for the time being. How do you plan to deal with the rest of the matter?"

An Jie hesitated for a moment, and looked at An Ran in confusion: "Maybe he will announce his withdrawal from the entertainment industry."

"Are you willing?" Zhuang Yao's voice came from the other end of the phone, "You have struggled abroad for six years, and you have continued to struggle for two years after returning to China, and you are leaving the stage just because you hit Xi Keqing once, are you willing? No need, really no need."

"From what Xi Keqing said just now, he will make a fuss about it," An Jie lowered his eyes.

He has his worries. If Xi Keqing really insists on biting him, it is very likely that he will reveal many secrets about his past, including his illness, including his suicide.

He loves this stage, but in the past two years, he has become less and less aware of what he is doing, what to do, and what he should do. He has lost his way.

It may be the right choice to take this opportunity to leave the stage.

Zhuang Yao pondered for a moment, "Maybe I can help you, I can probably make Xi Keqing change his mind, but I'm only 80.00% sure, do you want to trust me and give it a try?"

An Ran grabbed the phone and turned on the speakerphone: "What can you do, tell me and listen."

Zhuang Yao paused: "Who are you?"

An Ran: "Sorry, I was abrupt. Let me introduce myself. I am An Jie's older brother. An Ran is also his manager."

Zhuang Yao: "Hi, Brother An, do you know who is the financial backer behind Xi Keqing?"

An Ran: "Yes, I know."

Zhuang Yao: "Last time they still owed me a favor, I think I can exchange one for one."

An Ran covered the phone's microphone and looked at An Jie: "I don't know Zhuang Yao very well, how is his character, is he trustworthy?"

An Jie took the phone back from An Ran's hand, "Okay, try it, thank you."

Zhuang Yao breathed a sigh of relief over there: "It should be, brother An Jie, you are doing this because of me, sorry."

An Ran pricked up her ears, then looked in shock at An Jie's slowly unfolding smile.

The smile is not a fake smile when you are forced to do business, but a smile from the heart.

An Ran was in a trance for a moment, how long had he not seen An Jie smile?

An Jie smiled slightly, "It's not your fault. There's no such thing as 'you should', and you didn't force me to beat him up. You can use that favor to exchange for things that are beneficial to you, but now you plan to use it to help I, or I caused you trouble, I shouldn't be so impulsive just now."

"Haha", Zhuang Yao laughed twice, "Who made him deserve a beating, he really deserves a beating, right?"

An Jie laughed out loud, and his expression gradually warmed up, "It really deserves a beating."

Zhuang Yao: "You wait for my news."

An Jie said "Hum", with a gentle expression on his face, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

The phone call stopped abruptly, and a "beep beep" busy tone came out from the phone.

When An Jie saw the hung up phone, the light in his eyes shrank and disappeared again.

Seeing this, An Ran didn't say anything, just picked up her cell phone and started making calls.

Zhuang Yao's words reminded himself that he was really concerned about chaos just now, and he even forgot to stabilize the media and public opinion in the first place.

An Ran quickly contacted the media to block the news, and the reply she received was that Huang Yingning had already ordered it.

An Ran hung up the phone calls one after another, and he didn't finish the last call until the blue and white police station was close at hand.

After hanging up the last call, An Ran let out a long breath and sank into the seat, "An Jie, Zhuang Yao is not bad."

The driver had already started to stop, An Jie stared at An Ran with absent-minded eyes, and then fixed his eyes on An Ran's mobile phone: "Well, it's not bad."

On the way to accompany An Jie to the police station to make a statement, An Ran secretly sent a text message: Help me look up Zhuang Yao's information.

Zhuang Yao hung up the phone, feeling like he forgot something.

Sitting in the nanny's car and looking at the bizarre night scene, he suddenly slapped his head, remembering what he forgot.

He forgot about Lin Nian.

Tried to call Lin Nian, several calls were not answered.

Zhuang Yao frowned, the hand holding the phone had burst into veins.

Xi Keqing's crooked ways seem to make sense, but they don't make sense.

Zhuang Yao is someone who has experienced it, and he has experienced a lot in his previous life.

The self-loathing and despair of being drugged/raped, and the disgusting madness when he was hammered to death by the non-existent nurturing scandal, these feelings mixed with impurities and gravel are real, and the memories and feelings will be imprinted in my heart. Indelible, will not change because of habitual compromise.

How is it different from ancient brothels and bustards to blackmail artists into selling themselves with contracts and arrears?

Is a contract really regarded by some companies as a magic sword to squeeze artists?

When did the entertainment industry become so dirty?

Zhuang Yao called Lin Nian a few more times, but no one answered.

"Sister Ningning," Zhuang Yao trembled slightly while holding the phone, "Do you have the number of Lin Nian's manager?"

Huang Yingning is paying attention to tonight's hot search. The reason why she is willing to help An Jie is because Zhuang Yao is also involved in this incident. will be implicated.

Hearing Zhuang Yao's question, Huang Yingning casually replied, "He, I know, what's wrong."

The wrist was grasped hard, Huang Yingning was in pain, and then she looked at Zhuang Yao.

But he saw Zhuang Yao with red eyes at a glance. Zhuang Yao's eyes were a little scary, not at all like his usual self.

Huang Yingning's heart skipped a beat, and she asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

"Call him, please, hurry up."

Huang Yingning took out her mobile phone, still worried, "What's the matter?"

Zhuang Yao's voice was a little trembling, "Don't ask, just call."

Seeing this, Huang Yingning didn't dare to ask any more questions, and quickly found He Lianzhong's phone number and called it.

The call was quickly connected.

The background music on the other end of the phone was very loud, and the restless music and cheering voices were entangled into a dense web, oppressing Zhuang Yao's nerves.

He Lianzhong's carefree voice came over, "Sister Ningning, what do you want from me?"

Zhuang Yao snatched the phone, gritted his teeth and growled: "He Lianzhong, where is Lin Nian? Let me tell you, Lin Nian changed his ID card secretly, and he is not yet eighteen years old. If something happens to him tonight What, I will go to the police station to file a case immediately, you should know the consequences!"

After a while, He Lianzhong's voice came from there, "Fuck, it's a good thing he ran away, otherwise I would be killed. He came here tonight, but he ran away after staying for a while. If you want to find him, I won't I know where he went, Boss Wang was still asking for someone from me just now!"

Zhuang Yao yelled: "You're a manager, you should know where he might be going, right? He doesn't answer the phone now, if something goes wrong with him, it won't be easy for you either!"

He Lianzhong shouted at the top of his voice, "Where else can he go back to the apartment? He probably went back to the apartment."

Zhuang Yao: "Where is his apartment?"

He Lianzhong reported an address, and Zhuang Yao quickly told the driver to turn around and drive towards Lin Nian's residence.

Huang Yingning glanced at Zhuang Yao, "How do you know that Lin Nian is underage?"

Zhuang Yao shook his head, "I don't know, I was lying. Just now I thought... Forget it, it's nothing, let's go."

Huang Yingning was silent, Zhuang Yao didn't finish his sentence, but she already understood what he meant.

Looking at the speeding cars outside the window, Huang Yingning frowned.

In the past few years, the capital circle has tasted the sweetness in the entertainment circle, and the entertainment circle has begun to be soaked and occupied by capital.

I don't know when, the entertainment circle has become a tool for some capitalists to break into the capital circle.

Twenty minutes later, Zhuang Yao arrived at Lin Nian's residence.

Lin Nian is currently living in a bachelor apartment rented by the company. In order to protect the artist's privacy, the surrounding area is very quiet and there are not many people around.

He stood outside Lin Nian's room and knocked on the door a few times, but there was no movement inside.

Huang Yingning frowned: "Aren't you back yet?"

Zhuang Yao lowered his head and saw the muddy footprints on the corridor, the five toes were clearly visible, and disappeared in front of the door of the room in front of him.

Lin Nian came back, and he came back barefoot.

He picked up the phone and dialed Lin Nian again.

Across the door, a burst of mobile phone music ringing came from inside.

The nerves in Zhuang Yao's forehead suddenly jumped, he directly raised his foot and kicked the handle of the anti-theft door several times before kicking open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhuang Yao, Huang Yingning and assistant Xiao Zhou rushed into the room separately looking for Lin Nian.

"Here!" Huang Yingning yelled, "Come here, I'll call 120!"

Zhuang Yao rushed into the bathroom following Huang Yingning's voice, Lin Nian had already passed out.

Huang Yingning was calling 120, Zhuang Yao and Xiao Zhou didn't dare to delay, they quickly carried Lin Nian out of the bathroom.

Zhuang Yao put his index finger and middle finger on Lin Nian's neck to test his pulse, and heaved a sigh of relief when he felt the faint but rhythmic beating sound of his fingertips.

Great to be alive.

Lin Nian's wrist was still bleeding, if it was a few hours later, he would really be gone.

Huang Yingning found a first-aid kit from the bedroom, and after several people had done emergency treatment to stop the bleeding, Zhuang Yao picked up Lin Nian and took him downstairs.

When Zhuang Yao carried Lin Nian downstairs, the ambulance arrived just in time.With the help of the medical staff, Zhuang Yao quickly carried Lin Nian into the ambulance, but in just a few minutes, amidst the bell of the ambulance, the white streamer flew away.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Yao appeared in front of Xi Keqing's hospital bed.

Xi Keqing's injury looked scary, but it was actually not very serious.

When he came to the hospital, the doctor only took about half an hour to treat the wound and put a bandage on him.

Xi Keqing, who was resting in a single ward, was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhuang Yao approaching suddenly, and then quickly recovered.

He wanted to pull up the corners of his mouth to continue laughing, but the corners of his mouth pulled back, caught by the bandages wrapped around his face, and retracted.

Unconvinced, Xi Keqing let out a cold snort from his throat, "Are you here to do anything, and want to play tricks on An Die?"

Zhuang Yao stood at the head of the bed, looking down at Xi Keqing coldly.

His normally dark eyes were completely dark now, and there was a bottomless abyss in his eyes.

Xi Keqing looked into Zhuang Yao's eyes, suddenly trembled for no reason, and shrank back into the hospital bed uncontrollably.

Zhuang Yao hooked his lips, and pulled out a very cold smile, "Lin Nian committed suicide, are you satisfied now?"

Xi Keqing's body froze suddenly, and he stared at Zhuang Yao with wide eyes: "Li protects the lock, there must be four cheaters."

"Will I talk nonsense about other people's lives? He has lost a lot of blood and is being rescued in the operating room. Did I send him here, or do you think I will come to see you specially?" Zhuang Yao bent down and put his face in front of Xi Keqing, with a voice There was no warmth in his face, "Are you happy? Although you are not the culprit, your words are the last straw that crushed him. Admit it, you almost indirectly killed Lin Nian."