Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Lu Qingyun bit her lip, thought and thought, and then said: "... I know, but I'm really not very familiar."

After getting an interesting answer, Meng Yunjian laughed, took out a photo from his pocket, and put it in front of Lu Qingyun: "Do you know him?"

Lu Qingyun's eyes widened.

That was the photo of him going to worship his parents yesterday!

"Are you following me?" He stared at Meng Yunjian in disbelief.

What is he doing with himself?

Did he find that he was...

Impossible, who would believe in such a thing as reviving a dead body?It's ridiculous to say it!

"Why are you following me..."

Meng Yunjian: "It's not important." The slender one clicked twice on the photo, Meng Yunjian sneered: "Would you like to explain to me, since you are not familiar with my Ayun, why did you go to sacrifice?" Worshiping his parents? His eyes are swollen from crying."

Lu Qingyun instantly had the illusion that he had dug a hole and buried himself.

No, it was Meng Yunjian who dug a hole and waited for him to jump.

Lu Qingyun quickly corrected her words: "...I lied to you just now, in fact, I am very close to A Yun, it was he who asked me to pay homage to his parents before his death."

"Really?" Meng Yunjian took out another document, "I have investigated you and A Yun, you have met three times, and they were all at work. In the three years you have been in the circle, there is not a single call in the call log. Yun’s records, and during the time when A Yun was ill, you were looking for a director in other places, and you were away from this city for half a year, you said you and A Yun were very close, huh?”

Lu Qingyun: "..."

Meng Yunjian sneered, "How do you explain it?"

Lu Qingyun smiled awkwardly. He was not good at lying, let alone facing Meng Yunjian. After thinking about it, he slowly raised his head and gave him a smile: "How about... guess what?" ?”

Meng Yunjian suddenly grabbed his wrist, and pulled it hard in front of him——

Lu Qingyun fell directly from the high chair and hit Meng Yunjian's chest.

He didn't dare to look into Meng Yunjian's eyes at all!

Meng Yunjian squeezed his thin wrist, and gritted his teeth: "Isn't it because you hid Ah Yun, and then secretly contacted him in other ways, writing letters or finding someone as an intermediary?"

Lu Qingyun nodded thoughtfully, it makes sense, why didn't he think of it.

"Yes, you are right."

Seeing him admitting, Meng Yunjian's eyes turned red: "Where is Ayun now?"

Lu Qingyun was upset, "He is really dead, I didn't lie to you!"

Meng Yunjian was bullied violently in his chest, took a deep breath, forced his impatience and anger down, and said word by word: "What do you want, are you willing to tell me, money? Or resources?"

Lu Qingyun still shook her head: "No...I..."

Meng Yunjian suddenly bent his knees and knelt down.

"I beg you."

Lu Qingyun's heart froze suddenly, and his whole body froze.

Him, what is he doing?

He knelt down to himself...?

No, he was the one who knelt down to Yu Zhile?

How is it possible... Meng Yunjian, like him, was brought back from his dead body?

Meng Yunjian's eyes were so red that it was shocking, his voice was dry: "Tell me where he is... I beg you... I'll just take a look..."

Lu Qingyun slowly lowered his head, and sat back in the chair again. It took him a long time to laugh dryly: "He's dead, Meng Yunjian, really, I didn't lie to you."

Meng Yunjian stared at him for a long time before a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stood up with the corner of the table, and gave Lu Qingyun a cold look.

Lu Qingyun's heart beat fast, and his head hung lower.

Even if Lu Qingyun didn't want to be Meng Yunjian's manager anymore, but with the Bawang contract here, he could only reluctantly accept the arrangement of fate.

Meng Yunjian threw the contract to him, "Sign it."

Lu Qingyun greeted his parents in his heart, and then grabbed a pen to write his name.

One stroke down, write a Lu.

Meng Yunjian's eyes darkened for a moment, and he glanced at Lu Qingyun again.

Lu Qingyun was in a hurry, quickly painted it out, and seriously wrote down the words "Yu Zhile" next to it.

Meng Yunjian stared at it for a long time, then closed the contract and said, "From today on, your phone must be switched on 24 hours a day, and you will be available on call."

Lu Qingyun frowned: "Mr. Meng, have you misunderstood? I am your manager, not your personal assistant."

Meng Yunjian: "I am your boss."

Lu Qingyun: "..."

Meng Yunjian: "Any comments?"

Of course Lu Qingyun has opinions, he has a lot of opinions, but does he dare to raise them?

He struggled to pull out a pale smile and shook his head: "...No."

"You can go back and wait for the notification. I will call you if I need you."

Lu Qingyun quickly stood up, turned and left.

Meng Yunjian reopened the contract and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Lu "character" that was barred by him is still clearly visible, but next to it is small script. The writing is a bit crooked, but the writing is strong, and it looks like he has practiced it, as if he deliberately wrote it so ugly.

Meng Yun remonstrated: "Do you think his handwriting resembles Ah Yun's?"

He handed the contract to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing shook his head: "It doesn't look like it, Brother Meng, are you too sensitive?"

Meng Yunjian frowned, is he too sensitive?

A Yun's handwriting was taught by his grandfather, and his handwriting was also taught by his grandfather. He could tell at a glance that Yu Zhile's handwriting was strange.

Meng Yunjian closed his eyes, feeling that something was stuffed in his mind, which made him extremely irritable.

……

After returning from Meng Yunjian's side, Lu Qingyun almost didn't sleep all night.

He was worried that his identity had been noticed by Meng Yunjian. He had said too many things he shouldn't have said and made too many mistakes he shouldn't have made.

Meng Yunjian is a very smart person, just the word "Lu" that he mistakenly wrote in his signature today is enough to make him suspicious.

Lu Qingyun tossed and turned on the bed all night, and in the early morning of the next day, she finally couldn't get over the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

The next evening, Lu Qingyun received a call from Meng Yunjian.

"Come and pick me up, I have a party tonight."

Lu Qingyun replied weakly: "Got it."

Meng Yunjian hasn't worked hard for a while, and this time Qin Xun directed him for a new play, and specially sent him an invitation.

Qin Xun has a good reputation and status in the industry, and Meng Yunjian has to give him face.

An hour later, Lu Qingyun got into Meng Yunjian's car.

He didn't take Wen Jing and Bi Wenfeng with him today. Apart from the driver, he and Meng Yunjian were the only two people in the car.

Lu Qingyun silently said "There are many mistakes in what you said", and as soon as he got in the car, he kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.

Fortunately, Meng Yunjian was also busy sending text messages with his head down, so he didn't bother him.

The journey was uneventful, and soon, the driver sent them to the hotel.

After entering the box, many people immediately went up to greet Meng Yunjian.

Lu Qingyun was too lazy to participate in this kind of false politeness, so she found a place to sit down and concentrated on eating.

After drinking for three rounds, no one noticed Lu Qingyun at the table.

He is like a hamster, eats, eats, eats!

"Yunjian, the people you brought here are quite edible."

Lu Qingyun was still biting the half-gnawed chicken wing in her mouth. Hearing this, she smiled embarrassingly twice.

"Come on, don't just eat chicken wings, eat some fish. The fish in this store are very delicious, costing thousands of dollars a piece."

Lu Qingyun put a piece of fish in his bowl.

Lu Qingyun's face turned pale in an instant, and she subconsciously glanced at Meng Yunjian.

Meng Yunjian knew that he didn't eat fish.

But if he doesn't eat, won't he be suspected again?

Seeing Meng Yunjian looking at him coldly, Lu Qingyun gritted his teeth, picked up the chopsticks, stuffed the piece of fish into his mouth, and swallowed it like a jujube.

Sure enough, Meng Yunjian averted his eyes and started chatting with the people around him.

Lu Qingyun, who was offended by the fishy smell, no longer had the appetite to eat, so she drank the Coke in her mouth, and when she was almost done eating, Lu Qingyun used the excuse to go to the toilet to refresh her mind.

Just as he entered the toilet with his front foot, another person came in with his back foot.

Lu Qingyun was stunned.

It turned out to be an old acquaintance.

The person who came was none other than Song Wenbing who made a fuss about terminating the contract and sent Yu Zhile to the hospital.

Lu Qingyun didn't have Yu Zhile's memory, so naturally he didn't want to have any conflicts with Song Wenbing, but Song Wenbing didn't want to let him go.

He laughed strangely: "I never expected that you would be Meng Yunjian's manager because you are so capable."

Lu Qingyun: "Don't dare, if I'm so capable, Teacher Song won't be so anxious to run to other people."

Song Wenbing laughed: "That's right, you became Meng Yunjian's manager only because of Lu Qingyun's honor."

Lu Qingyun raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Song Wenbing satirized: "Who doesn't know, your face is very similar to Lu Qingyun, and Meng Yunjian will never forget that dead man."

"I advise you not to say such things, if you are heard by Meng Yunjian, you will be in great trouble."

Song Wenbing shrugged: "He just doesn't believe that Lu Qingyun is dead, but if he dies, he dies. My relative is studying in a medical university, but he saw Lu Qingyun's body with his own eyes."

The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Song Wenbing and Lu Qingyun turned their heads to look at the same time.

Meng Yunjian stood at the door coldly, his eyes were scarlet and glaring, his shoulders tensed, like a beast about to get angry.

Song Wenbing pursed his lips, turned around and slipped away.

Lu Qingyun couldn't help scolding her father in her heart.

Damn, don't leave him alone to clean up the mess, he's wicked or not!

Fortunately, Meng Yunjian didn't get angry, he just washed his hands, turned around and left again.

However, when he returned to the dinner table, Meng Yunjian was obviously silent a lot, and he didn't refuse the wine glasses pushed over by the people around him.

His eyes were red, and he drank one after another, and soon got himself drunk.

With difficulty, Lu Qingyun brought Meng Yunjian back to the apartment, threw him on the bed, and was about to leave immediately.

Meng Yunjian's expression was ugly, he covered his stomach with his right hand, and moaned in a low voice: "Ayun...it hurts...don't go...Ayun..."

Lu Qingyun ran out of the apartment without looking back.

Running downstairs in one breath, Lu Qingyun took a few breaths.

He thought about Meng Yunjian, and thought about his stomachache in his previous life, finally gritted his teeth and turned back to the apartment.

Meng Yunjian huddled under the quilt, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"Meng Yunjian, do you have painkillers here?"

Meng Yunjian frowned tightly: "No... I won't take medicine!"

Lu Qingyun: "What do you want to do without taking medicine?!"

"Xuecai noodles... I want to eat... Xuecai noodles..."

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