Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

【Brother Zhao: Brat, for the sake of your sweet talk today, let me tell you some news.Mr. Fu should have a meeting at the head office of Hongtu Star Entertainment today. Manager Zhang just sent me a message today saying that he envied me for not having to come back for the meeting. 】

Lu Wanghe leaned on the seat, glanced at the phone screen, wanted to withdraw his mind to read the script but found that he could no longer do it.

My mind is full of the scene of getting off the plane and meeting Fu Jingmo in a while.

The itinerary he reported to Fu Jingmo was to go back tomorrow. According to the character of the other party, it is estimated that he will handle all the remaining work overnight today.

In a short time, he entered Hongtu Star Entertainment as an artist newly signed by Zhao Yu, and slipped to meet his boyfriend in a fair manner, and settled the signing by the way.

The young man raised his head slightly, a section of graceful neck was exposed on the neckline of his shirt, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, showing a little youthfulness and vigor unique to young people.

The thick and colorful peach blossom eyes above the tightly-worn mask were condensed with broken light, and inadvertently passed the stewardess who was pushing the dining car in the aisle next to the seat, and two blushes rose to the little girl's cheeks.

Even the tone of the question became much softer.

"Sir, do you need some snacks and drinks?"

"A glass of orange juice, please."

Lu Wanghe took the drink and took two sips, the dryness in his throat due to the ups and downs of his mood finally dissipated a little.

He adjusted his sitting posture, reopened WeChat and replied to Zhao Yu.

【Brother Zhao, I want to go to Hongtu head office to finish the signing... What do you think? 】

Zhao Yu sent a sneering emoji, but in the end, considering Lu Wanghe's skin thinner than paper, he didn't expose him.

[Brother Zhao: All right, then I'll take you to the head office to sign the contract. 】

As soon as they got off the plane, Zhao Yu's assistant called, saying that the car that picked them up had parked in a nearby parking lot.

Looking at the almost endless traffic outside the airport, Lu Wanghe gasped and couldn't help joking.

"I'm used to the sparsely populated area around Hengdian Studios, but I'm not used to seeing such a terribly congested street when I suddenly come back to S City."

Zhao Yu helped him carry a suitcase, followed the flow of people to the parking lot, and babbled a few words.

"What's the point? This is not the time when there are the most cars - you used to be too housebound. Except for filming, you just rest at home. You don't like to go out, so of course you're not used to it."

Lu Wanghe smiled, followed Zhao Yu all the way to the parking lot and got into the car. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by Fu Jingmo on time every day.

[Silly Gougou: Hehe, is filming going well today? 】

The car braked and stopped in the middle of the busy traffic. Lu Wanghe glanced forward, looked at the blurred and almost invisible traffic lights, and estimated that it would take at least five or six minutes to cross this intersection.

Not to mention that the headquarters of Hongtu Star Entertainment is at least half a city S away from the airport.

The boy's two slender and straight legs drooped casually, and he lied without changing his expression.

[The filming is not over yet... I NGed several posts today, and it may be very late before I finish work, and I don't know if I can come back tomorrow. 】

After the message was sent, Fu Jingmo was silent for two seconds.

[Silly Gougou: It doesn't matter, if you don't come back tomorrow, it will be the day after tomorrow. I'm almost done with work, and I'll stay with you at home when you come back.Eat well in Hengdian, rest well, and don’t shoot too late. 】

[Silly Gougou: If there is no status, we will shoot again tomorrow, okay? 】

Lu Wanghe's lips raised slightly, his eyes sparkled brightly, but the trembling of his fingertips betrayed the boy's ups and downs.

【it is good. 】

The remark he changed to Fu Jingmo was really correct.

As smart as Mr. Fu is in business, he is so stupid in front of him. He really believes everything he says.

[Silly Gougou: Another meeting is about to start, there are still 2 minutes... Is it convenient for you to answer the voice? 】

Lu Wanghe listened to the navigation in the front seat.

"At the intersection ahead, turn right—"

Respond decisively.

[It’s not very convenient, I’m changing costumes now, and it’s time to go back to the shooting location for filming. 】

Waited for a few moments.

[Silly Dog Hook: Yes. 】

[Silly Gougou: I miss you very much, Hehe. 】

Sitting in the car and looking at the phone for a long time, especially when the road conditions are bad, Lu Wanghe felt dizzy and nauseous after sitting in the car for more than half an hour.

The can of juice that he drank on the plane was overwhelming in his stomach, and he almost swallowed it down with every brake.

Zhao Yu knew how expensive his family was. The commercial vehicles he used to take were all veterans with more than 15 years of driving experience. Looking at the newly recruited assistant next to him, a boy in his early twenties, he couldn't help but sighed in his heart. .

"Xiao Fang, drive a little slower and steady."

"Oh, let's go."

Lu Wanghe held on for about ten minutes, and finally pulled a plastic bag in a big turn, and felt a little more comfortable after throwing up.

It's just acid reflux, the mouth of the throat is hot and astringent, the boy's eyes are red, the fair skin was almost white to transparent by the wind, the crimson at the end of the eyes became more and more obvious, like an actor who hasn't washed makeup.

Lu Wanghe threw away the plastic bag of vomit in his hand while the car was going to refuel, went to the bathroom, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, his groggy and dizzy head finally cleared up a little.

Zhao Yu followed anxiously: "Xiaolu, are you okay? It's really easy to get motion sickness if you haven't eaten dinner. How about I find a restaurant and take you to eat something first?"

"No need, Brother Zhao."

His boyfriend said he misses him very much.

Motion sickness is nothing to worry about.

The one-and-a-half-hour journey took three full hours due to traffic jams.

When we arrived downstairs at the magnificent building of Hongtuxing Entertainment Headquarters, the sky was already pitch black, but the neon lights of a large business district around us were dazzling.

As soon as Zhao Yu got out of the car, someone greeted him: "Hey, Manager Zhao is back—is this next to you?"

Zhao Yu tried his best to put it lightly: "Bring new signed artists."

The other party was a little surprised: "What kind of good seed can be seen by Manager Zhao—is he an amateur?"

While talking, he looked at Lu Wanghe carefully.

The boy was wearing a hat and a mask, and lowered his head in a low-key manner. Naturally, the man couldn't see anything. After dawdling for a long time, he could only utter one sentence.

"Looking at his figure... he looks a bit like a road movie king."

After realizing that he had made a slip of the tongue, he quickly left with a smile on his face.

Zhao Yu turned his head and glanced at Lu Wanghe: "Take a small road—don't say it, your body is very similar to yours from the appearance to the figure, and you are born to be an actor."

The news that "Zhao Yu brought a newcomer to sign the contract" spread almost throughout the head office of Hongtu Star Entertainment within 10 minutes.