His Majesty raises cubs in the entertainment circle

Rong Mu fell in love twice in a row, not only for himself, but also for his male god Gu Senye to "break up" once.Compared with his lovelorn, Rong Mu feels more heartbroken that the "Linye Fragrance" CP of his fan god and goddess ended in BE...

Yang Guang was not as playful as Rong Mu, and said calmly, "Miss Fang, let's talk about salary."

Fang Fei supported her cheeks, she seemed to be a very energetic person, she tilted her head with a smile and said, "It seems that Mr. Yang is quite satisfied with my image?"

It's not that Fang Fei is bragging. She has been quite confident in her face and figure for so many years since her debut. Now her career is even more prosperous. It is not unreasonable to say that "redness nourishes people".

Yang Guang nodded and said, "To be honest, not only Ms. Fang's image, but also Ms. Fang's reputation can bring us great benefits."

Fang Fei was not in a hurry to discuss the issue of salary, and said with a playful smile: "Are you... gay? Otherwise, your friend's eyes would be straight when they saw me, why don't you take a second look at me?"

Rong Mu looked up and down Yang Guang with staring eyes as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes were like searchlights, as if saying: "Okay, Guangzi, I have been with you for so many years, why didn't I see it, I covered it tightly enough!"

Yang Guang smiled calmly, and said: "I have met many people, and I have long been familiar with it. Whether Miss Fang is beautiful or ugly, it is the same in my eyes."

Yang Guang is not an ordinary person. Fang Fei's appearance is indeed outstanding, but she is not a leader among the top. Yang Guang is a generation of monarchs. If she has never seen any beauty, she will naturally not be as "shameful" as Rong Mu.

Fang Fei smiled "haha" and said, "Mr. Yang is really interesting."

Then he said: "The issue of salary, I will not make it difficult for you. I have heard mathematics, and you are all just starting out. Besides, this is mathematics.

It's my first director's film, as a child, I should help anyway. "

Mathematics was still hunched over with his chest in his arms, and he didn't look confident, so he stammered, "Thank you, thank you."

Fang Fei patted him on the back and said, "Hold your chest up and look up! Be confident, you are my little brother!"

Rong Mu: "..." The goddess is not the same as what I saw on TV...

Everyone sat together, ordered a meal, and prepared to discuss the issue of filming. This is their first online drama. Although it is an online drama, it must be refined. Now that there are male and female protagonists and directors, the problem is the script. What script should I choose.

Rong Mu's "dominant president", "abandoned concubine Leng Wang" and so on, I really can't bear to look directly at them, we still need to choose the script carefully.

"I, I, I..." Mathematics stammered.

Rong Mu said excitedly: "Shu Dao, do you have an idea? I know it! You are the director!"

Mathematics looked embarrassed, and pushed his thick-rimmed glasses: "I, I——want to go to the bathroom."

Rong Mu's eyelids twitched, it turned out that Mathematics didn't come up with an idea, but wanted to go to the bathroom.

Mathematics left the dining table and went to the bathroom, he went straight back, came out of the bathroom, and wanted to go back immediately, but when he looked up, through the transparent glass window of the restaurant, he saw a few people around the corner, as if they were fight.

Several gangster-like people, holding iron rods in their hands and swinging pocket knives, surrounded a young man in a suit. The collar of the young man's clothes was being grabbed by the gangsters. It could be seen from such a distance The young man was already injured, his face was beaten several times, and he was bruised and bruised.

Mathematics' heart skipped a beat. He is a timid person with a submissive personality and some stammers. He never dares to hold his chest up, or even look into other people's eyes.

But the personality is always so wonderful, even if Mathematics is such a person, he wants to film and become a director, and Mathematics is full of sense of justice.

Several gangsters surrounded the young man, grabbed his tie and raised their hands to beat him again. At this moment, someone shouted: "Police, the police are here!"

The little bastards were taken aback, and subconsciously relaxed their hands. Mathematics had rushed over in a stride. He was already tall, rushed over and grabbed the young man, dragged him and ran away.

"Damn it!" Only then did the little gangster realize that there was no policeman, and there was no one, and someone was cheating.

Mathematics dragged the young man and ran all the way: "Hurry up, run! This, this, this... run this way!"

"stop!"

"Meddling your own fucking business!"

"Chase! Chase! Call me!"

The two ran wildly all the way, and the little gangster was chasing after him. Suddenly, it was dark in front of him. Mathematics looked up and couldn't help gasping.

"Dead... dead end..."

It turned out to be a dead end!

Unexpectedly, he ran into a dead end. The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and stared at the wall at the end of the dead end in shock: "There is no way!?"

"Boy! Let you meddle in your own business!"

The little gangster has already caught up, blocking the two of them in a dead end: "Where are you going!"

There were seven or eight punks, holding iron rods or knives in their hands, each of them was vicious, and there were only two people, Mathematics and Young Man.

Mathematics' voice rolled, and he said submissively: "Beating, beating... beating people is——no, it's not right."

"Hahaha——" the little bastard was amused by the mathematics, leaned back and spit out a mouthful of phlegm: "Bah! What kind of nerd!"

Although Mathematics is submissive and introverted, he is not without brains. While "persuading" the little bastard, he put his hands behind his back without any trace, held the phone in his hand, and lightly pressed it twice.

beep - beep -

In the restaurant, Yang Guang's cell phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was Mathematics.

"Why is the number guide still calling?" Rong Mu said with a smile, "I know, it must be because I didn't bring toilet paper to the toilet!"

Yang Guang glanced at Rong Mu helplessly, then picked up the phone: "Hello."

Mathematics didn't speak on the phone, but when he answered it was very noisy, and the voice of laughing and cursing came out continuously.

"Boy! Today is your meddling, don't blame us."

"Call me!"

"Don't beat him to death, but you have to lose that little boy's face!"

Fang Fei said in shock, "What's wrong with mathematics?"

The voice on the phone was even more noisy, the footsteps overlapped, and then Mathematics shouted: "I'm in the alley two streets behind the restaurant!"

"Damn it! This kid called! Did he call the police?!"

"kill him!"

"Snapped--!"

Then there was a crisp sound, and the call ended.

Yang Guang called back immediately, but Mathematics' cell phone had been turned off. Obviously Mathematics called for help, but was discovered by those gangsters, and the mobile phone should be scrapped.

Yang Guang didn't talk nonsense, and immediately said: "Let's go."

Mathematics secretly called for help, and the little gangster was furious when he found out. He rushed up with the iron rod, raised the iron rod high, and hit the young man with a loud "Boom!"

Mathematics looked at the high-rising iron rod, the black and dirty iron rod, which almost melted into the darkness. Suddenly, many fragments flashed in his mind. Those were all the "dust" that was sealed in the heart of Mathematics and he least wanted to be discovered by others. "...

—hit him!hit him!Stutter!

--Ha ha!I hear this stuttering parent is a criminal!Fraudster!

——Stuttering and wanting to be a director!Haha, dream it!

The eyes of Mathematics opened suddenly, a pair of sharp-edged eyes filled with elite light, resentment, humiliation, depression, and inferiority mixed together, intertwined and stirred constantly, as if the sky in the dark was as hazy, almost inflated to the extreme , will soon erupt like a volcano.

"Bang!!"

The iron rod was hit, and at this moment, Mathematics suddenly took a step forward and stopped in front of the young man. His right hand was crossed, and there was a muffled sound. broken bones.

The young man who was injured was taken aback. He didn't expect that this person who was not related to him would actually help him block it.

"math!!"

Rong Mu and Fang Fei shouted, and a group of people rushed in quickly when they heard the noise in the alley.

The little gangster wanted to do math again, and the iron rod was raised for the second time, but it didn't have time to fall, "Ah——!!" Suddenly, he screamed, and felt that his hand was hit by something, and his wrist was like toasted bread It swelled up visibly to the naked eye, and the iron rod couldn't hold it and fell to the ground with a "dang lang lang lang--".

Not far from the screaming gangster, a small stone rolled silently on the ground.

Immediately there was the sound of trampling footsteps, Yang Guang walked in slowly with his cheap son Yang Jian in his arms, and lightly kicked the pebbles at his feet.

Seeing them coming to help, the little gangster threatened: "I warn you not to meddle in your own business! Someone wants to teach Yu Wenyan a lesson, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Gu Senye narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "The man with the colorful face is Yu Wenyan."

Yang Guang glanced at the man who was blocked by mathematics. He looked less than 30 years old and was wearing a suit. He was not tall and even looked thinner in a suit. Type, at a glance, you can tell that he is a playboy.

Although Yang Guang didn't know who Yu Wenyan was, Rong Mu knew, and suddenly realized in a low voice, "Guangzi, this is the hottest screenwriter right now!"

screenwriter?Yang Guang was thoughtful.

Rong Mu put his hands together and said in a low voice: "Yu Wenyan has just won an award, and his net worth is very high. Many directors want to ask him to be a screenwriter. It's just that this Yu Wenyan is not easy to get along with. He has offended too many people. It is said that he has a very vicious tongue, and He is still merciful everywhere, causing a lot of rotten peach blossoms."

Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, the little gangster said, "I'll tell you the truth, there is a big boss who paid us to teach this kid a lesson. In order to tear up the resources, this kid hinted at our boss Yang. Go open a room, Boss Yang asked us to teach him a lesson, you irrelevant people, don't meddle in your own business!"

"Who the hell hinted at him!?" Hearing this, Yu Wenyan no longer cared about his son-in-law's image, and yelled: "Hiss...it hurts me to death! I'm a hardcore straight man, who the hell gave him hints! Yang Zhiming is so good at brainstorming, why don't he become a screenwriter himself, what a shame!"

"Yang Zhiming?" Yang Guang narrowed his eyes.

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia. I didn't expect to meet the little guy's "former scumbag" wherever he went.

When Yang Guang heard that Yu Wenyan was a screenwriter, he actually felt "compassionate". If he could save Yu Wenyan, he might be able to win him into his camp.

Now I hear the word Yang Zhiming again, it's not too coincidental.

Yang Guang ignored the gangster's threat at all, stared at Yu Wenyan with a bruised nose and swollen face, and said, "I can help you drive them away, but you have to promise to be a screenwriter for us, otherwise... there will be a misunderstanding, and we will leave now , you take it easy."

"Hey! Wait, wait!" As soon as Yu Wenyan spoke, the wound on the corner of his lips was tearing, and he covered his mouth and said, "You, why don't you take advantage of others' danger and do good deeds without expecting anything in return? "

Yang Guang raised the corners of his lips, smiled softly, and said softly, "A good man? Who told you that I, Yang Guang, am a good man?"