Debt in the entertainment industry

In Wei Ting's lounge, Ji Zhehuan kept checking the news on his mobile phone, but the headlines remained unchanged.He can't go anywhere now.

It happened once before, when he and Wei Ting hadn't confirmed their relationship, because of Li Bai's incident Wei Ting took him out of the rented house where he had lived for three years and stayed here.Thinking about it now, Wei Ting did that to protect himself.

Later, he rented a house for himself on the pretext of Li Bai's affairs.I revised the script several times to add scenes to myself, claiming that I acted well, and even pretended to be drowning to force myself to express my heart when filming the location.It is not correct to say that the word "forced" is used. At that time, my heart had already fallen, so why did I come to be forced.It's just following the trend.

When I pulled back my thoughts, I realized that I was really hateful, and I was still thinking about these things on the cusp of the storm.I couldn't help scrolling through the news again, the unsightly headlines were unbearable, so I threw my phone and walked to the window.

The curtains were drawn, and the light from the large floor-to-ceiling windows made the lounge bright and even a bit dazzling.This is the [-]th floor. Looking down the window, there are still crowds of people and reporters in front of Dongyi Gate, and the security guards are too busy.

I don't know how Wei Ting is doing now.Thinking about it made him a little sad, he had something to do, Wei Ting tried his best to help him solve it.And what happened to Wei Ting was all because of him, he couldn't do anything but wait here.

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, the content of the news headlines was finally updated-Duojia Company issued a statement to terminate the cooperation with Wei Ting, Wei Ting's agent responded, and Wei Ting suspended all announcements.

Suspend all notifications? !Has it gotten so serious?

There must be someone manipulating all of this. This person's purpose is...to bring down Wei Ting? !Judging from the current development momentum, it is indeed the case.And there is only one person who can spend such a large amount of money to bring down Wei Ting!

He slammed his fist heavily on the wall.Didn't that person let him live in peace even after he died!

When he was sentenced to death, he still felt a little bit unbearable.When I think that I have had this kind of thought, I can't wait to give myself two slaps.Even now, he has not figured out what the purpose of that person is. If Zheng Rongdong forced him to take down his Ji family for revenge, what about Wei Ting?He's dead, what's the use of dealing with Wei Ting again!

What else can he get?Thinking about this question, Ji Zhehuan poured himself a large glass of ice water, he needed a clear head.After drinking a glass of ice water, a terrifying idea slowly emerged from the depths of his brain... With that person's ability, it may not be possible to do it.

The sharp shattering sound of the glass falling to the ground brought him back from his thoughts, and he hurriedly squatted down to pick it up and pierced his hand very bloody.It took several paper towels to stop the bleeding and clean up the broken glass.

This terrible thought made him restless, he couldn't wait for a moment, he had to be sure!

My brain was running fast, and I finally thought of a way.But to leave Dongyi, there are so many people downstairs, without Wei Ting, he can't leave Dongyi safely.Because Wei Ting was already in such a big predicament, how could he think about relying on Wei Ting.

The more I think about it, the more I blame myself.

If you want to leave Dongyi, you must find someone you know, He Anhui?Xu Yan?They must have had their hands full.

There is only the last candidate left, and it is also the most suitable.He took out his mobile phone and dialed that person: "Li Bai, where are you?"

"Company, what's the matter?" Li Bai's concerned voice came over.

He continued to ask: "Are you busy?"

"A little bit, what's the matter with you? Don't worry and speak slowly."

Ji Zhehuan didn't care about other things at this time, and cut straight to the point: "I have something to ask for your help."

Li Bai's answer was straightforward: "Tell me, I can spare time."

"I want to leave Dongyi temporarily to do something, I can't go out alone."

"Where's Wei Ting?"

Ji Zhehuan paused, and replied, "Don't let him know."

"But it's dangerous for you to go out alone, there are all reporters outside."

Ji Zhehuan said bluntly: "So I want to ask you for help."

There was a few seconds of silence over there, and the answer was given: "Okay, I can do it, how long do you want to go out."

"Be back soon."

"Then come to my studio, I'm on the sixteenth floor."

Ji Zhehuan quickly hung up the phone and went out. When he left Wei Ting's studio, he met several Dongyi staff members who looked at him strangely.Is it really safest to stay under Wei Ting's wing?

He strode past those people and went down to the sixteenth floor. Li Bai and a person he didn't know were already waiting at the door of the studio, waving to him.

Ji Zhehuan strode over: "Isn't it going to delay your work?"

Li Bai handed over a pair of sunglasses and a mask, and pointed to the person beside him: "It's okay, everyone rest for half an hour. I've arranged security and a car for you, and he will take you out."

"Thank you."

"Don't be so polite to me," Li Burt said after a pause, "We...are friends, and I'm glad you can ask me for help."

Ji Zhehuan stepped forward and gave Li Bai a big hug among friends: "Thank you, Xiao Bai."

After speaking, he turned around and left with the person Li Bai arranged for him.

Li Bai's arrangement was very appropriate, there were security guards to protect the reporter from getting close to him.

After reporting the address, the car quickly drove to the destination.

The address he mentioned is usually not accessible by car. There are many people guarding it, and there are several checkpoints, each of which will be carefully checked.

And today is unimpeded.

The car stopped far away, and Ji Zhehuan walked over.

He didn't come to this place many times, and it wasn't so bleak in his memory, and no one even guarded the gate.

Walk through the large yard.Finally someone was guarding the door of the main house. When he approached, the two men in black didn't stop him.

Stepping into the threshold, a big "Dian" character in the middle of the room fell into the eyes, and below it was a black and white photo of that person.

Even when taking pictures, he still has a meticulous expression, serious and old-fashioned.She is completely different from the person who always smiled in front of her four years ago.The handsome appearance is very young, after all, he is only 33 years old.

At this moment, when I think of those things he has done, even if I die, I can only hate.If he is hurting the people closest to him even after he dies, the hatred will only increase and never decrease.

There was an urn on the spirit case, Ji Zhehuan stared at the dark box for a long time, a hoarse and old voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

"Mr. Xiao Ji, Bocheng said that you will definitely come, and it really is."

It's someone he knows, Steward An.

Since even Butler An appeared here, is this person really dead?He said he would definitely come?

He looked suspiciously at Butler An. Although the energetic old butler in his memory was nearly sixty years old, his face was gray now, his gray hair had faded a lot, his wrinkles were deeper, and he looked older.

Ji Zhehuan moved his lips and asked, "Is he dead?"

"Master Xiao Ji, don't make such jokes because the dead are the big ones."

"Oh." Ji Zhehuan replied lightly, turned around and planned to leave.

"Mr. Xiao Ji," Butler An's voice was hoarse, humble and respectful.But now he will not have a good impression of the person next to that person, he just stopped and listened to him: "He has gone, I know he is sorry for you in front of him, he is damned, but he will be buried in peace, I hope you don't Hate him."

Is this true or a play?Looking into the gray eyes of the old man, Ji Zhehuan couldn't soften his heart: "Impossible, I hate him, even if I die."

Leaving the old man's long and heavy sigh behind him, he strode away.

When he got in the car, the driver asked him if he would be in the company.He thought for a while, and reported another address.

Isn't there a saying that the most dangerous place is the safest?

Dong's mansion.

There are no entry signs outside the villa.From a distance, it looked pitch black, like a haunted house.

Also, this house has been confiscated, how could it be here.

Maybe I thought too much, the entertainment industry is so chaotic... But this idea is not valid.He struggled to think, with a splitting headache.

He needs to calm down, Wei Ting's situation is a hundred times more difficult than his, he can't do anything, at least he needs to be calmer than him and be able to comfort him.All he can do is this.

It was past ten o'clock when the security escorted him back to Dongyi safely.I don't know if Wei Ting is back.

I greeted Li Bai and thanked him, and hurried up to the eighteenth floor.

The door of the studio was half open, and the lights were on. He felt a little bit in his heart, and knocked on the door lightly to enter.

Wei Ting's expression turned even worse, he was talking with the staff, when he saw him walking over immediately, he held back as if he wanted to say something, and let him into the lounge with a wink.

Five minutes later, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and Wei Ting hurried in, grabbed his body and looked him up and down: "Where did you go? Where did you get hurt?!"

Ji Zhehuan was at a loss, and in the five minutes just now, he couldn't think of any reasonable excuses, so he faltered and said, "I... I went downstairs."

Wei Ting was so jealous: "Are you looking for Li Bai?"

"Ah?" Ji Zhehuan raised his head, saw Wei Ting's resentful eyes, and nodded in a very clever way: "Yeah."

Wei Ting took a deep breath as if he was about to have an attack, but held back: "Where is the injury, let me see."

Ji Zhehuan stretched out his bloodless fingers, Wei Ting heaved a sigh of relief and threw the jacket down into the sofa, spreading his arms and beckoning him to lean on it.

Ji Zhehuan leaned into Wei Ting's arm obediently, and asked, "How's the matter?"

Wei Ting closed his eyes and leaned his head on top of his head. After a long time, Ji Zhehuan even thought he had fallen asleep before he heard Wei Ting's voice: "This time is very tricky."

"Then what should I do? I don't think many companies will cooperate with you anymore. What should I do in the future..."

"Hush..." Wei Tingzhu interrupted him, "I don't want to talk about this now."

Ji Zhehuan knew that Wei Ting must be upset, but he couldn't help but muttered, "I'm sorry..."

The next words were swallowed by Wei Ting's deep kiss, a long kiss without cock, Wei Ting hugged him even tighter when they parted.Very aggrieved complaint: "You know what, I didn't see you when I came back, and the trash can was full of bloody tissues, I was terrified."

Ji Zhehuan's heart went numb from such a soft Wei Ting, although he felt guilty, he still had to continue to lie: "I'm just too bored by myself, so I'll go out for a walk."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone pinched his chin and bit his lips hard: "I will go to him later and tell me."

Jealous people are the cutest, Ji Zhehuan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, I will definitely report to you."

The two sat quietly for a while, enjoying the short-term tranquility. Ji Zhehuan patted his hand and said, "Get up and take a shower. You have to cheer up tomorrow."

"Huanhuan."

"Ok?"

"You said... I quit the circle, okay?"

Wei Ting's tone was calm, but what he said made him jump up: "Don't talk nonsense! Don't you like filming the most? What's more, you are so good, how can you quit!"

Wei Ting twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm just talking casually."

"It's not okay to talk casually," Ji Zhehuan warned people very seriously: "Hurry up and get rid of this kind of thought, don't even think about it!"

"Follow my wife." Wei Ting stretched out his hand coquettishly, "My wife will take me to take a shower."

Ji Zhehuan stretched out his hand to pull him up, suddenly thought of something, and immediately took out his phone.It was too late for Wei Ting to stop it.

The content of the headline has changed——Wei Ting's indecent video was exposed, is her boyfriend an insider? !

Anger was burning, Ji Zhehuan was so angry that he couldn't hold the phone, and he couldn't open the video after several finger taps. Wei Ting held the trembling hand: "Huanhuan, don't look, trust me, those are all fake."

Ji Zhe threw the phone far away with a snap.The phone is broken, but the rumors are still there.

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