I am poor, I installed [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Huai stared at the electronic signature of Bo's chaebol at the signing place, thinking how could it be possible?

He did not hesitate to treat this text message as spam.

Sleeping on a big soft bed in a luxury hotel for the night, Rong Huai and Xiao Zhou went straight to the set by car the next day. When they arrived, the studio had been gradually set up, and the staff greeted them enthusiastically. Rong Huai nodded in response, His brows gradually frowned.

He felt a feeling of being watched all the time.

The system timidly said: "Host, you feel right, the villa and the studio are full of tiny cameras."

Its tone was puzzled: "It's also strange, these tiny cameras didn't exist yesterday?"

Rong Huai leaned on the soft cushion in the dressing room, closed his eyes and meditated, and heard the system talking to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, except that Mr. Bo didn't think about it, although he didn't know his purpose. Why, but he wouldn't mind putting it to good use.

He was sitting on the sofa in a relaxed posture, his sparkling eyes were closed, and his slender legs were crossed and slightly turned up. This scene also fell on the camera, and it was reflected in the man's quiet eyes.

Zhang Tezhu was quite shocked. In his seven years of work, Mr. Bo had never paid such attention to anyone. He not only invited the program team to stay overnight, but also personally sent text messages to invite the other party to participate in the program he invested in. You can see that the other party has installed so many cameras all the time.

To be honest, he didn't expect Mr. Bo to be like this when he paid attention to a person.

At this moment, he heard a man's deep voice: "Did Rong Rong reply to the text message?"

Hearing that Mr. Bo called Rong Huai Rong Rong like a fan, Special Assistant Zhang was taken aback and shook his head: "Not yet."

The man sighed softly, and the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly.

Yesterday he invited the program team to stay overnight, and he was ungrateful. He invited the other party in his own name impulsively, and it was probably treated as a spam text message. He has been in the mall for so many years, and he has never experienced such a sense of frustration for a long time.

Zhang Tezhu lowered his head and glanced at his watch, looked at the side face of the man who was getting thinner and thinner, and saw that he still had no intention of leaving, so he reminded: "Sir, the time agreed with Mr. Huang is coming."

Although he really wanted to stay and watch Rong Huai's filming with his own eyes, but today's planned itinerary was planned half a month ago, the man looked away from the monitor in frustration.

Zhang Tezhu is also very uncomfortable. The tall man is now trapped in a small wheelchair. Although he has power and wealth, he is still in a situation where he wants to touch people who desire him, but dare not touch them. .

No one knew about the conversation between the two in the study, and the shooting outside was still going on in full swing.Director Zhao himself was born in making art films. Although he didn’t win much at the box office, he has won many awards. What he is best at is constructing shots full of artistic beauty. Grinding all morning.

Rong Huai almost always did it once, and Bai Mengxi was tortured because of hot search group ridicule, he always felt that other people looked at him from time to time as if they were mocking him, and his state has not improved.

Director Zhao had a good impression of him at first, but now he gradually lost his patience, pointing at his nose and yelling at him.

The assistant director noticed Zhang Tezhu in the corner, and asked curiously, "What are you filming?"

Zhang Tezhu held up a mobile phone, and the camera pointed at Rong Huai in the water, who was recording a video.

"I'll show it to Mr. Bo, don't worry, it will never be published."

The assistant director lit a cigarette: "The progress is a bit slow today."

Special Assistant Zhang waved his hand, "It's okay, Mr. Bo doesn't want to miss any progress."

The assistant director opened his mouth to say that Mr. Bo is not interested, but luckily he swallowed the words back in time.

Finally, when the shooting plan ended in the morning, Xiao Zhou rushed up to deliver the clothes non-stop. Rong Huai put on his coat and walked back to the villa. As soon as he opened the door of the dressing room, he saw Shu Zibao sitting on a chair with his legs crossed and playing games. Instruct the makeup artist to bring him a drink and urge the staff to prepare snacks for him.

She didn't look like an assistant, but she was even bigger than Rong Huai.

Suddenly a call came into his mobile phone, Shu Zibao saw the number's expression changed, immediately hung up, dragged into the blacklist, was about to continue playing games, Rong Huai knocked on the armrest of the sofa, looked down at him: "Why are you here?" gone?"

Shu Zibao was startled, looked up and saw Rong Huai, he forced a smile: "Brother Rong, I'll be your assistant!"

Shu Zihe had a busy day last night, and he came home exhausted at three or four in the morning. He wanted to have a good talk with Rong Huai, but Shu Zibao told him that Rong Huai dragged his suitcase and left home. Shu Zihe completely lost his output target , Suffocated, fell asleep tired and angry, he didn't take Rong Huai's threat to heart, because he knew too well that Rong Huai couldn't do without him.

Shu Zibao didn't pay much attention to Rong Huai until he suddenly found out that his card had been blocked.

He was picked up by Shu Zihe to a big city. Unlike Shu Zihe who graduated from a prestigious university, he has nothing to do and no knowledge and education. The prosperity of the big city makes him feel inferior in his bones, which instead leads to his love, vanity and revenge consumption. , in order to make his classmates who are born in the city look up to him, he can reward the anchor with 10,000+ without blinking an eye, and often invites his classmates to eat, drink, spend a lot of money, and give limited edition gifts on their birthdays.

This money is definitely not enough based on the salary Rong Huai gave him. Shu Zihe and Rong Huai often travel outside. Transfer money by card, there will be a second time, a third time...

After Ronghuai found out about this, he told Shu Zihe about it, and Shu Zihe also taught Shu Zibao a lesson, but Shu Zibao thought that Ronghuai was targeting him, so he shook his hand and said in a coquettish manner: "Brother, I'm not interested in money." It’s not that you don’t have a concept, but I think Brother Rong is a bit biased against me, so please help me to say something nice.”

Shu Zihe also didn't think it was a big deal, so he helped him and Rong Huai explain: "Xiaobao is still young, he used to grow up in the countryside, and he didn't have any concept of money, we can't ask him too harshly, we can only slow down Slow boot..."

Shu Zibao is an adult with the ability to take care of himself, but in Shu Zihe's mouth, he looks like a three-year-old child.

It is said to lead slowly, but in fact, the two of them don't have that much time.

Shu Zibao stopped for a while, but his usual expenses were too high, and there was no way to quit enjoying such a life of luxury and money, and he couldn't afford it alone, so he secretly started transferring money from his bank card.

Now Rong Huai has suspended the bank card without saying a word, it is like strangling his lifeline.

So he thought about it and decided to come to Rong Huai.

Glancing at other people's vague gazes, Shu Zibao became annoyed and drove them all out, then put down the game, and leaned over with a shy face: "Brother Rong, why did you suspend your bank card?"

Rong Huai sat down on the sofa opposite him: "What? Is it hindering you?"

Shu Zibao had a cheeky face, and pouted: "We are all one family, so we don't have any divisions between you and me."

Rong Huai smiled. When Shu Zibao broke the news to the media, he said that Rong Huai shamelessly pursued his brother. At that time, he didn't regard them as a family: "Who is a family with you? Your brother and I have already broken up. .”

Shu Zibao's smile instantly froze on his face, he couldn't believe what he heard.

Rong Huaiken broke up with his brother?

is this real?

He was full of reluctance and wanted to say something, but Rong Huai glanced at his vibrating cell phone: "Someone is calling you, won't you answer it?"

Shocked, Shu Zibao immediately lowered his head and hung up the phone. Seeing the colorful text messages that appeared on it, he deleted them all in a concealed manner. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Rong Huai asked casually: "Is it your brother's text message?"

Shu Zibao was still recalling the previous text messages, and he said "ah" blankly, Rong Huai observed his expression, got up and opened the door: "I'm going to have lunch, since your brother and I have broken up, I haven't It is necessary to hire you as an assistant again, after all, I don't want to see you that much, so you can go too."

Rong Huai left after speaking.

Shu Zibao heard the sound of the door closing, and there was silence in the room. He looked at the door, and then looked down at the phone. It happened that there were many colorful text messages and calls on the screen. He hurriedly deleted the text messages and deleted the phone calls. The number is blocked.

After all this, his back was covered in sweat.

He simply turned off the phone, raised his head, saw himself in a mess through the mirror in the dressing room, and became more and more annoyed. He overturned the drink angrily, threw the snack bag on the ground and kicked a few times, waiting to make a mess around him. Only then sat there panting for a while, grabbing the phone again, his face contorted for a moment, since Rong Huai ignored him, the media must be interested in homosexuality and cohabitation with a manager.

Different from the ordinary boxed lunches before, today's meals are provided by the villa, and they are extraordinarily rich. When receiving the meal, Rong Huai met Director Zhao and was dragged to praise him. Director Zhao simply followed Rong Huai with the lunch box Dressing room chat.

The other staff in the dressing room also came back with their meals, and greeted Director Zhao. Shu Zibao was about to leave, but Rong Huai squatted beside the suitcase and looked at it: "Who moved my suitcase?"

The dressing room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the staff looked at each other, all a little at a loss, everyone stood still, Shu Zibao couldn't go out now, otherwise it would be too eye-catching.

The suitcase was opened, Rong Huai lowered his head to check carefully, raised his head to look around the crowd, and said seriously: "My things have been exchanged."

Shu Zibao's calf trembled slightly, hiding in the crowd and not daring to show his head.

Director Zhao picked up a chopstick of bean sprouts and stuffed them into his mouth: "Xiao Rong, are you too sensitive? There will never be such a person in our crew."

Rong Huai looked across the crowd calmly, and landed on the shivering Shu Zibao: "In that case, call the police."