After the sick top was forced to marry

Before Pei Ming had time to make a bet with Xin Mi, Xiao Yun shouted with a loudspeaker: "Have you communicated?"

Xin Mi stuck out her tongue quietly at Pei Ming, and hung up Wia back to the roof.

This time she really did what she said.Although Pei Ming still felt that he was holding a steel plate instead of a girl in his arms, he had made great progress compared to the previous few times.

Xiao Yun also let out a long sigh of relief: "Cut, call it a day."

Pei Ming took off the clothes on his body, and saw Sun Hongyu coming up from the side with a smile on his face: "Xiao Pei, go to a reception with brother tonight."

He paused and looked sideways: "No."

Sun Hongyu's face instantly collapsed: "I've already made an agreement with him."

"Did you tell someone that I'm going?" Pei Ming went around to the makeup mirror and sat down to wait for the makeup to be removed. "Have you asked my opinion?"

"But didn't I just ask for your opinion?"

"Yeah, I said I won't go."

He simply closed his eyes, no matter how annoyed Sun Hongyu was on the side, he didn't even look at it.

The make-up artist was probably afraid of causing trouble, so he quickly removed the makeup and left with his bag, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Sun Hongyu slapped the dressing table with a slap: "I've already told you, Lin Zijin can't possibly like you, you need a new benefactor, do you understand?"

Pei Ming glanced at him, and went out with his mobile phone: "Do I need a benefactor?"

Sun Hongyu choked on his words and almost couldn't catch his breath.

Isn't he just a rich second generation?Relying on the family's parents having two money to play in the entertainment industry, when the lost money is too much, the parents come to the door, so they can only go back in despair and continue to be his young master.

Sun Hongyu looked at Pei Ming's back with hatred, feeling that his future was bleak.

He felt that Pei Ming's parents were small entrepreneurs at best, and their family background was more than that of the top. If they quit the entertainment industry and went back to find a part-time job in the company, they could still live a good life.

But I can't do it myself.

After being a manager for so many years, he only brought out Pei Ming who was worthy of the stage. What if Pei Ming quit the job, what would he do?

So, before the young master got tired of playing, he had to make a fortune and build up a few contacts, so that he would not have to worry about the future.

Pei Ming didn't know what the people behind him were thinking.

The unfinished bet with Xin Mi has been hovering in his mind, with a strong sense of existence.

Along the way, he paid special attention to everyone who passed him by, but he didn't see the one he wanted most.

He frowned slightly, unable to hide his disappointment, and was just about to call a car to go back by himself, when he suddenly heard someone call "Mr. Lin".

Pei Ming turned his head suddenly, and saw a group of young actors in costumes gathered around, as if they were looking at something.

He walked slowly towards the crowd, when he heard someone shouting loudly: "Ms. Lin is too much! You bully!"

Pei Ming's heart moved, he squeezed to the front of the crowd, and saw Lin Zijin sitting on a ponytail with his long legs curled up wrongedly, but on the surface he was sure of victory.

He held a mahjong tile between his slender fingers, and gently placed it on the table, making a crisp "cracking" sound, which exploded in Pei Ming's heart.

"Liu Tiao, Hu La," Lin Zijin smiled with a pair of peach blossom eyes, the corners of his eyes curled up in a provocative arc, like a small hook, "Are you convinced, brother?"

He raised his eyelids, happened to catch sight of Pei Ming who was in the crowd, and was startled with a smile on his face.

Pei Ming looked at him quietly, the sulkiness that had been pent up in his heart for a day suddenly disappeared.

The hustle and bustle around him seemed to be blocked, he could only hear his heart beating faster and faster, as if it was going to burst out of his chest in the next moment.

He cleared his throat and said softly, "Brother Lin, I'm done filming."

Lin Zijin stood up from the saddle: "It just so happens that this game is over, why don't you go back to the hotel?"

The little actor sitting in his upper house cried out as if grasping at a straw: "Sister! Teacher Lin is bullying!"

Lin Zijin was stunned: "Sister?"

Pei Ming wanted to hold his fingertips and froze: "No, you heard wrong."

He swallowed, and changed the topic: "Why did you bully you?"

"He won three rounds in total," the little actor cried in a fake cry, "He won't let us!"

"Hey," Lin Zijin thought it was funny, and retorted confidently, "I can't beat mahjong and still sue? How embarrassing."

It was rare for Pei Ming to see him look so naive, and he couldn't hide the smile on his lips: "You have also found the wrong person to sue."

The little actor raised his head in confusion, and saw Pei Ming pat himself on the shoulder: "What are you thinking, if I don't speak for Brother Lin, who will I speak for?"

A group of people around watching mahjong let out a long "oh" in a dragging voice, accompanied by a few words "knock it", booing very intently.

Lin Zijin didn't expect him to answer like this, coughed a little uncomfortably: "Let's go."

Pei Ming lowered his eyes and gently took his hand.

At first, he thought that he would be thrown away, but the man's movements seemed to be only a slight pause, and then he was led by him.

Have a... play?

There was a look of joy on his brows, and just as he was about to speak, he heard someone behind him calling him: "Pei Ming! Stop!"

Pei Ming's face darkened, and he turned around with a downcast face, only to see Sun Hongyu walking over aggressively.

"I just told you something serious, why did you run away?" Sun Hongyu felt a headache when he thought of his bleak future, "Hurry up to reincarnate?"

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows behind Pei Ming, and raised his hand: "So you rushed to see me because you were reincarnated?"

When Sun Hongyu suddenly heard this voice, he didn't remember who it was. He raised his head in shock, took a step back, and couldn't speak clearly: "You... Teacher Lin, why are you here? "

Lin Zijin looked him up and down, and sneered: "Mr. Sun, long time no see. Are you satisfied with the resources I delivered?"

Sun Hongyu licked his lower lip, and said with a dry smile: "Lin, the resources given by Mr. Lin must be good, I..."

"As long as you know."

The mahjong-watchers around just now have disbanded to eat, and only a few staff members passed by scatteredly. I wanted to listen to the gossip at first, but when I saw the people in the gossip center, I quickly lowered my head, thinking that this melon is not something I can eat. of.

"Is there anything else you need?" Lin Zijin glanced at him, "If it's all right, you don't have to follow this group, go back to Beijing and get busy."

Sun Hongyu was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Why, why?"

Lin Zijin smiled softly, raised Pei Ming to hold his hand: "Don't you understand? I'll visit his class and take over your work by the way, you can go."

Pei Ming looked at the back of Sun Hongyu leaving in a daze, and felt that this was the happiest day he had lived for more than 20 years.

"Brother Lin," he whispered, "thank you."

"no need to thank me."

Lin Zijin let go of his hand, took out the mask from his pocket and put it on before leaving the set: "Seeing his behavior of raising fish with water in his brain makes him angry."

Pei Ming hurried to catch up: "Brother Lin, so you came to Changsha to visit my class?"

Lin Zijin frowned and glanced at him: "Then I'm here to play?"

"It's not impossible."

Pei Ming smiled shyly, and leaned towards him calmly: "Would you like to take you to play in a few days when I don't have a big role?"

He was very close to Lin Zijin when he spoke.The breaths of the two were intertwined, and there was an indescribable ambiguity.

Lin Zijin slightly distanced himself from him: "Besides, shoot your scene properly."

"What about tonight?" Pei Ming asked him, "Going out to eat tonight?"

Although Changsha entered the early summer ahead of schedule, the humid wind blows on people at night, and there is an indescribable coolness.

Lin Zijin pressed his temples, and there was an unconcealable tiredness between his brows: "Forget it tonight, I'm tired."

When the two returned to the hotel, they changed their room cards downstairs and changed the single room into a double suite.

Pei Ming ordered a takeaway, taking care of Lin Zijin's poor health, and wanted to pick up only non-spicy ones, but after searching for a long time, he could only find a takeaway from a noodle restaurant.

"Isn't it too informal to only eat noodles?" Pei Ming was a little embarrassed, "Do you want to look at other things?"

Lin Zijin slanted beside him playing with his mobile phone: "Get on the bus and get off the noodles, that's all."

Pei Ming took advantage of the takeaway and didn't come to take a shower. As soon as the bathroom door closed, Lin Zijin's cell phone was dialed after a call.

"Hi," he answered the phone, "who is this?"

The person opposite was very polite: "Mr. Lin, I found out what you asked me to inquire about before."

Lin Zijin sat up from the sofa and quickly walked to the balcony: "What's going on? Why did Tiansheng withdraw its capital?"

"It's like this," said the person opposite, "The actor of "The Cinnabar Mole" was decided when the investment was made, which was in January this year. But Tiansheng's Mr. Chen publicly said at the reception in March that he didn't like it. Pei Ming, an actor, drank too much and wanted to withdraw his investment, probably because of the incident between Xiao Pei and Yu Shan."

He paused, and then continued: "Mr. Chen also said that he has the ability to attract Hongcheng to be an investor. If he is so capable, he can continue to attract Hongcheng. Anyway, Hongcheng has never invested in the entertainment business. He doesn't believe in this evil. ..."

"I didn't know that Hongcheng would get involved with this last time," Lin Zijin pinched his brows with a headache, "Then he's been sober for more than a month now, should he still withdraw his capital?"

"Water that was thrown out when you said it," said the man on the other side. "Many people have heard it, so now we have to withdraw."

Lin Zijin sighed, feeling that this matter was a bit difficult to handle.

It would be fine if the capital was withdrawn a year ago, and I can make up for the funding gap by myself.But last month, Yuxi just cast two or three new films, and now it is really a problem to get so many out.

"Is there any room for manoeuvre?" Lin Zijin said, "In fact, the conflict between Xiao Pei and him lies in Yu Shan. It may be that Yu Shan slapped him in the face after the dispute between the two and finally quit the group. Mr. Chen and Yu Shan Are you serious?"

"It's early."

"That's fine."

Lin Zijin said in his heart that he couldn't bear to let the child not be a wolf, and he would meet more times in the circle in the future, and took a step back calmly: "You help me make an appointment with Mr. Chen, and I will talk to him face to face tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he said a little worriedly: "Don't let Pei Ming know about this, absolutely don't let him know."

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