Tianguang [entertainment circle]

What level of boss is Qiao Yinshan?

In China, no matter who is involved in finance or not, everyone has heard her name more or less.This is a strong woman in the financial world who broke through Manhattan ten years ago by herself.

Such a big shot is actually Jiang Yuan's mother?

Chang Xiaoyou was so frightened that he couldn't close his jaw.

Jiang Yuan's grandfather is the vice chairman of the International Photographic Association, his father is a foreign professor at the New York Film Academy, and his mother is in charge of Overseas Chinese Finance... The lineup of this family is beyond words.

Chang Xiaoyou fully believes that he is the one with the longest relationship among Jiang Yuan's few friends.

But why, never heard Jiang Yuan mention Qiao Yinshan's name?

Just when Chang Xiaoyou was flipping the pages and preparing to continue reading, the computer screen froze for a short time.

She was in a bad mood.

Within a second, the screens of the three devices changed suddenly.The screens of the two devices she brought with her have been completely turned off, leaving only the computer in Jiang Yuan's studio, which restores the original interface for sending emails.

This also had to convince Chang Xiaoyou.

No wonder you can only email Qiao Yinshan from this place.In order to ensure that the business secrets are not leaked, the top technicians on the other side will program the allowed LAN and address into the program.

This computer is one of the addresses allowed.

Chang Xiaoyou's violent snooping on Qiao Yinshan's personal information just now must have alarmed the other party's technicians, and he directly responded with a violent counterattack.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it was already late at night, and it was almost time for her to go back.

After sending a message to Jiang Yuan, Chang Xiaoyou picked up his two hot devices and walked out of the studio slowly.

While walking, while lamenting.

Curiosity kills people.

My two devices will be tortured by the anti-black virus...

Fu Yu had already returned to Jiang Yingzhou's house, and had already seen her information being exposed naked on the Internet.

She squatted beside the bed, biting her nails non-stop, staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, swiping the phone screen one by one.

The nails were broken and blood was seeping, but she didn't care about it.

She has been following Weibo for nearly eight hours, but the popularity of this hot search has not subsided at all.

During these eight hours, she spent money to invite the navy to wash away these comments.Using Qiao Yinshan's name to contact the official, trying to remove the hot search.He also hired a public relations team heavily to try to get himself out.

However, all the results run counter to her expectations.

After the sailors took the money, they turned around and joined the crusaders' camp, exposing that she asked the sailors to divert public opinion.

The officials also resolutely rejected her request, claiming that it was related to the film bureau, and the officials would only suppress this farce unless the film bureau issued an order to revoke it.

And the PR team... I don't know who is monopolizing it, but none of them are willing to accept Fu Yu's order.There was even a publicist who told her bluntly: "If Ms. Qiao Yinshan didn't come forward directly, all the promises you said would be empty words."

For a moment, Fu Yu felt that the sky was falling.

The whole world seemed to have abandoned her.

If she also fell into the hands of these curses like her mother... No, she can't fall here, she still wants revenge.

Yes... and Jiang Yuan!They have been together day and night for ten years, and they will definitely not let her be killed by public opinion!

And Jiang Yingzhou... that old bastard.If he still remembered how his mother died, he would not abandon her.

Fu Yu was thinking dazedly, and before she could tidy herself up, she hurriedly ran out the door with her satchel.

Capital People's Hospital.

Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye were sitting in the corridor and playing backgammon.

The chessboard was drawn by Xin Ye on the big book in which he wrote the script, and the two of them each held a pencil.Jiang Yuan is X and Xin Ye is O.

"The era when the lower class was prevalent is too far away from us, are you sure you want to continue writing that script?" Jiang Yuan drew an X casually, and looked up at the little white rabbit who was thinking with his head down.

Xin Ye hesitated to draw O.

"I'm sure. Before my mother acted in "Goddess", she visited many old domestic artists in the 60s and [-]s of the last century. I was there at the time and left a lot of information, so that the script can restore that era as authentically as possible."

"You have to know that the difficulty is not in restoring the truth." Jiang Yuan said seriously.

He is a low-level person who was engaged in a lowly occupation more than 80 years ago.Actors, drummers, porters, prostitutes, etc. are all occupations with low social status.

The script that Xin Ye is planning focuses on these low-level characters.Regardless of how to truly restore the problem, the real difficulty is how to show the oppressed state of mind of the lower class people.

There are too many profound things in it, so much that every time a point is dug out, it is enough to make people silent for a long time.

"Don't worry." Xin Ye raised a smiling face, his smart eyes flickering, "There are still many people who have done low-level careers in the world, I will visit them one by one first, and write a biography for them. After that... It would be much better to write the script."

Seeing Xin Ye talking calmly, Jiang Yuan had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

A feeling of awe for her.

She looked at this face intently staring at the chess game, and many things flashed through her mind.

Seeing that the person in front of him was still, Xin Ye raised his head and looked at her: "It's your turn, can you still move chess?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Not leaving."

Xin Ye grinned: "Is it because I'm too good to continue!"

Looking at the innocently smiling little white rabbit, Jiang Yuan could only sigh helplessly from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah, you are amazing." She remembered the scripts that Xin Ye had written before and after—the scripts that people who did not belong to this age group could write, and said softly, "I admit defeat."

Xin Ye poked his head obediently and rubbed against Jiang Yuan's palm.

At this moment, a woman in high heels stumbled in from outside the hospital and ran straight to the two of them.

"Yuanyuan..."

They turned their heads at the same time and looked at Fu Yu, whose hair was messy and her face was hideous and haggard.

At this time, Fu Yu seemed to be insane, and knelt down in front of the two of them with a plop.The hand with bleeding nails clings to Jiang Yuan's forearm, trembling slightly.

"Yuan Yuan, help me, you have to believe me, I'm really not what I've been rumored on the Internet..." Fu Yu burst into tears, as if she had experienced some great despair, she pressed her forehead against Jiang Yuan's arm, "We're a family, you won't just sit and watch, right?"

Jiang Yuan was a little impatient, but he couldn't ignore Fu Yu's appearance.The family relationship is so constrained that she is in a dilemma.

"Let go first." Jiang Yuan held his forehead, his tone very gloomy.

She tried to free herself from the hooked hands on her arms.

Fu Yu's red manicure was like a switch to turn on the memory, forcibly pulling out a certain scene that Jiang Yuan had seen in the past.

She just felt an overwhelming nausea.

"Yuanyuan? Don't you want to help me? Are you also on the same side as those who speak foul language?" Fu Yu's hand that grabbed her forearm was a little bit harder, as if she wanted to use those ten manicures. Cut off Jiang Yuan's flesh and blood.

Seeing a few drops of blood oozing from Jiang Yuan's forearm, Xin Ye immediately opened his eyes wide, and wanted to push away those two eagle-clawed hands: "Miss Fu! Please let go of your hands first, let go!" Speak up again!"

"Go away! There's no place for you to talk here!" Fu Yu swept over with one hand, and slapped Xin Ye's hand away forcefully.

The scratches left by the manicure appeared impressively on the back of Xin Ye's fair hands.

Seeing Xin Ye being scratched, Jiang Yuan lost his patience and shook off Fu Yu's hands that were holding her tightly with his bare hands.

Fu Yu's center of gravity was unstable, and after taking a few steps back, she fell onto the cold floor. Passing patients and medical staff frequently cast strange glances at her.

Fu Yu propped herself up and listened to the conversation of the two people in front of her.

"Does your arm hurt?" Jiang Yuan asked with concern.

"It doesn't hurt, and there will be no trace after a while."

"I'll take you to treat the wound first."

Xin Ye quickly waved his hand: "This little mark is unnecessary. You only need it on your arm, it's already oozing blood!"

"Enough..." A resentful and resentful voice sounded from the side.

Fu Yu fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.She glared at Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye viciously, her lips trembling as if suppressing anger: "Enough is enough!"

She looked at the person Jiang Yuan deeply imprinted in her heart, that youthful and beautiful face, as if every inch of fragile skin was mocking her - you are an old woman, not worthy to stand with Jiang Yuan.

By accident, Fu Yu stood up, waved her hand and slapped Xin Ye across the face.

Before Xin Ye could react to dodge, the hand was already held in midair.

Jiang Yuan held back the nausea in his stomach, and tightly controlled the hand with the red manicure.

"Fu Yu, don't go too far." Her expression turned cold, and she issued a warning with a biting chill.

Fu Yu, however, laughed almost crazily as if she saw something funny.

"Jiang Yuan! Are you really ungrateful?" She withdrew her hand from Jiang Yuan's hand, her bloodshot eyes were full of tears, her voice was shrill and almost growling, "It was like this ten years ago, and it will be like this ten years later... you What an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! Now he will only protect this lowly hoof that can't compete with you!"

"Snapped--"

A clear and resounding slap.

Fu Yu tilted her head, and there was a burning palm print on her face, which hurt like burning.

Jiang Yuan's emotions aroused by her hadn't gone up yet, but he was pulled out of his anger by the sudden slap in front of him.

She turned her head to look at Xin Ye.

The palm of this little white flower felt slightly hot and painful.She withdrew her hand, her face was very calm, and there was a trace of indestructible firmness in those agate-like eyes.

Fu Yu turned her head in disbelief, and looked at the owner of the slap.

"...Do you dare to slap me?"

"Why not?" Xin Ye didn't look sideways, "You are the one who wants to do it first. If you don't think it's enough, I can give you a slap in the face."

"cheap……"

"Stop scolding, is this the only thing you can scold?" Xin Ye stepped forward, raised his hand towards Fu Yu's slapped face with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I was a little harsh. As compensation, I will teach you a few more curse words, okay?"

Fu Yu looked at the face with a terrifying smile in front of him, and the hand that was getting closer and closer to his face, as if he had seen a ghost, he staggered a step uncontrollably.

She turned to look at Jiang Yuan again.

"Yuanyuan, she hit..."

"If there is nothing else, please go back." Jiang Yuan didn't want to see Fu Yu's almost crazy behavior, "We will talk about everything after Grandpa wakes up."

After all, they are relatives who have lived under the same roof for ten years, Jiang Yuan still looked at the old man's sake and gave Fu Yu a little face, not letting her lose face.

At this time, she was full of Xin Ye's appearance that did not match her own image just now.

Never thought that this soft-looking little white flower would turn into an overlord flower when it became fierce?

Fu Yu has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, and those who can rely on capital and status to gain the upper hand will never be positive.Encountering the current situation, I feel aggrieved and dare not do anything again.

She gritted her teeth and spat, gouged out Xin Ye's eyes, and turned into that dazed look again, turned around and left step by step.

She believed that Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye treated her so indifferently only because Jiang Yingzhou was not awake.

As long as she gets through it... as long as she is braver than her mother, and survives the abuse and humiliation... She will definitely let Jiang Yingzhou settle everything for her!Jiang Yingzhou must make atonement for his past actions!

……

Xin Ye took Jiang Yuan to treat the wound briefly.

On the forearm with tight lines, there are a few patches pasted here and there, which looks a bit miserable.

Xin Ye touched Jiang Yuan's arm distressedly, and pretended to be relaxed and joked: "It seems that you are going to be hotter this summer."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't hinder me from exerting my strength."

?

Xin Ye was stunned.

It took her a long time to brainstorm before she could react, her face puffed up in anger, and she raised her hand to grab that miserable forearm.

"Don't say weird things in public!"

Jiang Yuan hissed in pain, and Xin Ye realized that he was using too much force, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Then when can we say it?" Jiang Yuan looked at her.

Thinking of the pain he had pinched Jiang Yuan just now, Xin Ye also had a slight blush on his face because of guilt at this time, and he dared not meet Jiang Yuan's eyes.

"Go back... let's talk about it when we go home."