Raised by bigots, I ran away

Su Nanchuan stared blankly ahead, and stood there blankly with his mobile phone in his hand.

He thought to himself that Yan Yang recognized him, he thought he didn't recognize him at that glance, after all, eight years have passed, he has grown up long ago, the childishness on his face has long faded, and he is no longer the same as before. That young and ignorant boy...

But since Yan Yangyang recognized him at that time, he ignored him from the beginning to the end...

He treats him as a stranger, like he has treated other strangers countless times before, coldly and without giving unnecessary glances, and with a single sentence, he can get the endorsement he is about to get yellow...

Su Nanchuan stood in a daze, and Zhan Le sat on the sofa beside him, seeing him standing there stupidly, wondering why he was in a daze, so he asked, "Brother He Wei, why did you call?"

Su Nanchuan came back to his senses and looked at Zhanle, feeling a little embarrassed.

Because of the manager's relationship, the artist's endorsement is pornographic. Although this kind of thing happens in the entertainment industry, it is really rare.

Su Nanchuan briefly told Zhan Le, and Zhan Le really exploded when he heard it.

"It's dirty?? Then who are they going to speak for?"

Su Nanchuan was silent for a while: "Wan Chenfan..."

Zhan Le was so angry that he took two steps back, plopped back on the sofa, his face was blue with anger, and he was panting heavily.

Usually he wouldn't get angry at Su Nanchuan, so he could only put on a face, and said sarcastically: "You are really capable."

Su Nanchuan kept silent, holding his mobile phone and not talking. He knew that Zhan Le would never be able to hold back when facing things related to Wan Chenfan. This time Wan Chenfan snatched the endorsement again, Zhan Le must be very angry. Let him say what he wants.

At this time, Xiao Ai came in with a cup of milk tea from outside, walked up to Zhan Le and handed it to him, Zhan Le threw the milk tea on the ground.

The milk tea cup was torn apart, and the milk tea was spilled all over the floor.

Xiao Ai was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, she looked at Zhan Le and then at Su Nanchuan in horror.

Su Nanchuan stared at the milk tea all over the floor, and silently got up to fetch a mop, Xiao Ai hurriedly snatched it, and panicked: "Brother Nanchuan, let me do it."

At this moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open again.

A familiar voice said: "Hey, are you fighting?"

Su Nanchuan and Zhan Le looked up together, and saw a man wearing a white T-shirt and black slacks standing at the door.He is wearing a pair of black sunglasses, with a bag under his left arm and a cup of coffee in his right hand.

Zhan Le stood up immediately, and greeted him angrily and resentfully: "Brother He Wei, how could my endorsement be robbed!"

This person is He Wei, 35 years old this year, the artist director of Qile Brokerage Company, and also the big manager of Zhanle. He currently has two first-tier stars and two first-tier singers. It looks out of place.

Su Nanchuan looked at He Wei and greeted him: "Brother He Wei."

He Wei closed the door behind him. Instead of replying to Zhan Le's words, he walked up to Su Nanchuan, looked at him speechlessly for a while, and said, "How could you provoke such a person?"

Su Nanchuan clenched his hands beside him, but did not speak.

He Wei didn't go there that day, so he didn't know what happened, but Su Nanchuan knew more or less. It should be that the big boss has a weird personality.

The kind of people who stand in high positions don't regard people as human beings the least, and they can do whatever they want to do according to their own mood.

Thinking of this, He Wei felt sorry for Su Nanchuan, and said, "I'll find some time in a few days, and I'll ask some connections to see if I can ask someone out, and I'll go talk with him in person. You should go too at that time, and you should apologize. , It’s time to make an apology! It’s not a big deal if the endorsement is dirty, but if you offend a big shot, the road ahead will be difficult!”

Su Nanchuan's heart was suffocated in an instant, and he stared at He Wei with wide eyes: "I, I will go too?"

He Wei: "Who will go if you don't? Who will solve the people you provoke if you don't solve them?"

Su Nanchuan remained silent, his heart beating chaotically.

He Wei: "Wan Chenfan hasn't signed the contract with them yet, we still have a chance to get the contract back. Then don't say anything, listen to me, when I ask you to apologize, you apologize, bring some sincerity."

Su Nanchuan didn't say a word, his eyes were down, he stared at a point on the floor in front of him, stared at it motionlessly, as if he wanted to see through that piece of land.

After a while, he sighed and said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Su Nanchuan stood up slowly and walked out of the lounge.

When the door was closed, he heard Zhan Le asking He Wei: "What's the situation? How did Brother Nanchuan offend that Boss Yan? They didn't talk that day..."

The door was completely closed, and Su Nanchuan walked slowly towards the set. It was already evening, and the sky was full of rays of light.

He slowly walked to a small mound outside the studio, and for a moment a flash of light flashed in his head, wondering if it was because he didn't say hello to Yan Hanyang when he entered the private room?

indeed.

After all, they grew up together and lived together for so many years. Back then, he didn't keep his promise and left without seeing each other. He should be angry with him.

And when they met again after so many years, he could be indifferent to him, ignore him, treat him as a stranger, he could hate him, he could hate him, but how could he, Su Nanchuan, treat his brother who was once so good as a stranger? Don't say a word, don't say hello.

Of course he should be angry.

Thinking of this, Su Nanchuan suddenly felt his eyes brighten up. He felt that he had found the reason for Yan Qinyang's anger, and he thought that when we meet next time, he would apologize to him properly.

As long as he apologizes well, Yan Yangyang should not be angry seeing that they were close many years ago and their affection when they were young.

After all, so many years have passed.

It's time for the big anger to dissipate.

After so many years, Yan Yangyang should have become very mature. Maybe looking back at the past, he would feel that many things were not worthwhile.

If it's not worth it, don't be angry anymore.

Things that are not worth it may have been forgotten by him long ago, and he doesn't care.

Those who are not worth it will just laugh it off, and then, as before, he will be his master.

And he, Su Nanchuan, continued to toss and roll in the muddy water of the entertainment industry.

Su Nanchuan smiled. He looked at the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance, and put his trembling hands into the pockets of his jacket.

-

When Su Nanchuan returned home that night, Manager Liu from the cemetery called again.

Manager Liu picked three dates, saying that they would be conducive to moving the tomb. Su Nanchuan didn't understand these things, so after looking at Zhanle's itinerary, he chose a relatively suitable time, which was the first day of the next month.

Manager Liu ordered Su Nanchuan to submit some materials, and finally said that after Su Nanchuan mailed these materials, he would arrange everything.

Su Nanchuan said thank you and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Su Nanchuan went to the bathroom to take a shower, but just as he came out of the bathroom, the phone rang again.

Su Nanchuan glanced at the incoming call, it was Xiao Ai.

Su Nanchuan: "Hey, little love..."

Xiao Ai wants to cry but has no tears: "Brother Nanchuan..."

When Su Nanchuan heard Xiao Ai's voice, he frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ai: "Brother Zhan Le is fighting with Wan Chenfan again."

Su Nanchuan paused for a moment, then said speechlessly, "What did he do?"

Xiao Ai: "I really don't blame Brother Zhanle this time. There was a rumor on the Internet that Wan Chenfan was about to sign a contract with IAS. He also said that the endorsement was originally for Zhanle, but the brand didn't like the fact that there were not enough coffee spots for Zhanle. In the end, they would rather Wan Chenfan is required to spend more money. Fans of Wan Chenfan took this revelation as an imperial decree and posted it everywhere on the forum, pushing us down. Brother Zhan Le was going to die of anger, and then he..."

Su Nanchuan: "What happened to him?"

Xiao Ai: "I liked the news about Wan Chenfan climbing the bed."

Su Nanchuan suddenly felt that one head and two big: "Let him cancel it quickly."

Xiao Ai: "Cancelled, canceled, I canceled it right away, but a fan took a screenshot, and now the two are in full swing."

Su Nanchuan closed his eyes, his head was buzzing, and he thought to himself that this exhibition is really hard to talk about every time he meets Wan Chenfan, he is so impetuous, he can't sit still when someone makes up a random revelation, every time Being led by the nose.

Such a simple and violent person, how could he beat Wan Chenfan!

He opened his eyes again, and said calmly: "Immediately issue a statement, apologize, be sincere, say that the mobile phone is in the hands of the staff, and the staff mishandled it, and deny all the revelations. And..."

Su Nanchuan said with a cold face: "Change Zhanle's Weibo password immediately, and he will not be allowed to log in again for the last month."

Xiao Ai: "I see, I'll do it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Nanchuan lay on the bed, feeling tired both physically and mentally.

He turned off the headlights in the bedroom, closed his eyes, and felt that the room was too dark again, so he adjusted the light above his head a little brighter, and lay back on the bed again.

He was very sleepy and tired, but his cerebral cortex was extremely excited. He couldn't fall asleep at all, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what...

Close your eyes, those flying pictures in your mind keep flashing, vying to be the first to flash.

He wanted to grab a piece of pictures and get in, but when he looked carefully, those pictures flew away like disturbed butterflies flapping their wings.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone buzzed again, Su Nanchuan closed his eyes and picked up the phone.

"Hey……"

He Wei's voice came from the mobile phone: "There will be a reception next week. I found out that President Yan will attend. I will ask someone to meet him in the private room. You go and apologize."

Su Nanchuan opened his eyes instantly and said, "Okay."

-

The next day, Su Nanchuan got up early in the morning, drove directly to Zhanle, and gave Zhanle a "critical education" about what happened yesterday.

Zhan Le didn't take it seriously, and said: "I like it to let more people see this revelation, so what if I like it, let him sue me if he has the ability!"

Su Nanchuan looked at him coldly: "Why bother."

Zhan Le: "I think he's not pleasing to the eye. He's obviously climbing up the bed, but he's pretending to be noble and pure! Pooh! Besides..."

Zhan Le took a look at Su Nanchuan: "I'm also avenging you, shouldn't you be happy?"

Su Nanchuan paused, turned his face away and said, "I have no enmity with him."

Zhan Le chuckled: "Don't pretend, the Internet has memories, you..."

Su Nanchuan immediately interrupted him: "Stop talking, it's all in the past."

Zhan Le: "Cut, don't say it if you don't say it."

But he still couldn't help but said the last sentence: "If you want me to say, you shouldn't have left him back then, you should have stood in front of him every day, pissed him off, his fans to death!!!"

Su Nanchuan: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-2308:28:34~2021-06-2407:51:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the egg white is white, and one of Wangwang's hats;

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