I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

Fu Chengu hugged Xie Mingzhou, and carefully entered the back seat of the car.The person in his arms was cold all over, but his forehead was hot, and his eyes, which were often upturned and sultry, were slightly closed at this moment.

He couldn't help feeling flustered again, and some fragmentary fragments flashed in his mind involuntarily, as if a long time ago, he also lost something extremely important by surprise, and there was a suffocating sense of familiarity.

Fu Chen hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said to Secretary Li in a deep tone, "Go back to Fu's house and call the family doctor to come right away."

"Yes." Secretary Li subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror and sighed. The always indifferent CEO never took his eyes off Mr. Xie for a moment.

"I..." Xie Mingzhou frowned and said in a daze.

Fu Chengu lowered his head and put his ears close together.

"What can happen to me, don't be surprised... little monster."

Fu Chengu pursed his thin lips tightly, did not speak, and hugged him even tighter.

Xie Mingzhou's consciousness was always confused, his hair was swollen with fever, and his body was poor, so he slept soundly all night.

"Mr. Xie caught a cold last night. Now that the fever has come down, there should be no problem. Take a good rest for two days." The family doctor handed several boxes of medicine to Mr. Fu, and said, "Eat more nutritious protein, and take care of your body. Numerous nutritional standards were not met.”

Xie Mingzhou's consciousness gradually became clear, and there seemed to be a membrane between his ears. Someone was talking all the time, and after a while, the voice gradually moved away from him, with a slight sound of closing the door.

Xie Mingzhou slowly opened his eyes, looking at the familiar floor-to-ceiling windows and luxurious furniture, he was suddenly a little puzzled.

He actually returned to Fu's house.

"Last night..." Xie Mingzhou rubbed his temples, his throat felt dry.

"You have a fever." Fu Chengu said, seeing Xie Mingzhou get up to look for the phone, he stretched out his hand to hold it down, "Wen Tao in the group has already told Director Fang, don't think about filming for the next two days, and stay at home for two days to recuperate."

Xie Mingzhou straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed, his peach blossom eyes were still not angry and majestic, but they were a little more soft, and less of the usual flamboyant and seductive temperament.

Fu Chengu watched quietly, and slightly tightened Xie Mingzhou's hand.

Sensing someone's lingering gaze, Xie Mingzhou closed his eyes, chuckled and said, "Why, haven't you seen enough on TV?"

When he laughed, that face was still the same charming, Fu Chengu looked at him, his black eyes darkened a bit.

Xie Mingzhou opened his eyes suddenly, and met Fu Chengu's scorching gaze, which he could not retract in the future.

Since the last time he met Fu Chengu in the swimming pool, he always felt that Fu Chengu looked at him with deeper and hotter eyes than before, and the dark color in his eyes seemed to pour out at any time.

Under the man's deep gaze, he averted his gaze lightly, and casually teased: "Boss Fu, thank you for my famous name in my life, don't look at me, it's always like looking at a weak and weak girl."

It always made him a little...displeased.

Fu Chengu looked at him, curled his thin lips lightly, looked away for a while, stood up and said calmly: "You have a good rest."

Seeing Xie Mingzhou nodding his head, Fu Chengu didn't bother him much, got up directly, and walked out of Xie Mingzhou's room.

The door separated the eyes of the two.

Standing in front of the door, Fu Chengu felt a sense of emptiness in his heart the moment he closed the door.

He suddenly remembered the feeling of hugging Xie Mingzhou in the car just now, thin, soft, and skin-to-skin, but it made his embrace that had been empty for so many years feel full, and even had an impulse.

I really want to just hug that person fiercely all the time, filling his empty arms.

Fu Chen stood leaning against the wall, took out another cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth, his protruding Adam's apple rolled, and the lines of his stern profile tightened.

He has always been calm and restrained, but he doesn't know how long he can suppress this clamorous impulse.

He turned his head, and just as he was about to go to the study, he saw a figure walking from the entrance of the corridor.

As soon as the man saw Fu Chengu, he stopped immediately.

"Uncle?" Fu Yan was also taken aback, he rarely saw his uncle smoking in the Fu family for so many years.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Chengu exhaled and looked down at him.

"I'll come..." Fu Yan paused, he wanted to say that when he heard that Xie Mingzhou fell ill, he wanted to come back to see him.

After all, in the past, Xie Mingzhou was sent to the hospital countless times because of him, but at that time he was still fooling around in bed with others.

Under his uncle's cold gaze, Fu Yan swallowed the last half of the sentence, and his usual arrogant arrogance was instantly extinguished.

"It's okay, then I'll go back to bed."

Fu Yan glanced at his indifferent uncle.In fact, he has always been confused about this uncle. That day he posted a V blog to clarify and apologize, and he really pointed the finger of public opinion at himself. Fans became fans and netizens despised him, which caused him a lot of losses. But the uncle just said lightly, Learn to be a man first, and then learn to act.

"Yes." Fu Chen returned, with the majesty of an elder, "Remember what you said."

After Fu Yan walked a few steps, the scene he saw last night appeared in his mind again, and his brows were furrowed.

Although he didn't dare to say anything to Fu Chengu, he couldn't accept that Xie Mingzhou was mixed with his uncle, and there was even a trace of indescribable... unwillingness.

……

"waste."

At the same time, in the office of Wang's Capital, Wang Shi'an was furious, and a group of secretarial assistants stood by and did not dare to say anything.

A few days ago, they specially sent internal staff to stay in the hotel to track the movements of Xie Mingzhou and Fu Yan. Such two people with an ambiguous relationship, staying in the same crew, were appointed to contribute a lot of revelations.

Sure enough, they took pictures of the two having a tryst in the hotel.But Fu Yan cooperated with him, and he would definitely not threaten Fu Yan's interests, and pointed the finger at Xie Mingzhou.

With the lessons learned from five years ago, as expected, everyone began to criticize Xie Mingzhou for the resurgence of old feelings. The huge pressure of public opinion made Xie Mingzhou get out of the crew, and he was not worthy of being in the same crew as Fu Yan.

But who knows, Fu Yan ran out halfway, trying to protect Xie Mingzhou at the expense of [-] yuan, and his plan fell through.

"Useless stuff." Wang Shi'an threw down the documents in his hand, and he helped Fu Yan with one hand, but he didn't expect Fu Yan to be rebellious.

"Xie Mingzhou is discussing what's going on now." Wang Shi'an's veins couldn't stop jumping. After "The Spring and Autumn of the Ming Dynasty", Xie Mingzhou didn't take advantage of this wave of popularity to appear in variety shows or hype, but joined the group in a low-key way. Although he and Shen Yuqiao's CP Still in the top two of the CP list, but the momentum has declined.

"Wang, Mr. Wang, now the data report shows," the secretary said with trepidation, "The black search we bought made Xie Mingzhou... the popularity skyrocketed again."

After all, he was the man whom Fu Yan publicly liked.

It was self-defeating and spent a lot of money as a springboard for others. Wang Shi'an has never felt such a great sense of frustration.

The entertainment circle is such a big cake, if Xie Mingzhou divides most of the popularity and traffic, the artists in his hands, those top-notch artists who have spent a lot of money to support them, have no way to go.

"President Wang, we are now..." the secretary asked thoughtfully, and everyone looked at the gloomy man at the table with bated breath.

"What happened to the person I asked you to find in Li County last time?" Mr. Wang calmed down and asked calmly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, this has been discussed." The secretary said calmly, took out a document from the folder, and handed it to Wang Shi'an.

Wang Shi'an looked down at Xie Mingzhou's biography, his solemn expression gradually eased, and he smiled deeply.

Some people are born with stains that cannot be erased in this life.

……

Two days later, under the supervision of Fu Chengu and Mrs. Fu, Xie Mingzhou drank traditional Chinese medicine for two days, and his vitality and blood recovered to the same level as before, and his pale face became a little more rosy.

The body has almost recovered, Xie Mingzhou rushed back to the set early in the morning.In the evening, it was the launch conference of "The Legend of the Dragon", and he had to attend as one of the actors.

Xie Mingzhou returned to the hotel, changed into pure black sportswear, stepped out of the elevator, walked out along the corridor, and met Wen Tao in the lobby.

There was no one there in the early morning, and the hotel corridors were very quiet.

Just as Xie Mingzhou walked to the end, his gaze swept to the person sitting on the sofa.

Wearing a black peaked cap, his complexion is sallow, and he is covered in a dusty gray cotton coat. His feet in slippers are protruding on the crystal table, which is incompatible with the gorgeous decoration of the hotel.

Xie Mingzhou frowned, feeling somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember.He looked back, and then walked towards the hall door.

A middle-aged man's mocking voice sounded behind him.

"Xie Mingzhou, you are amazing. Now that you are rich, you don't know your family?"