The actor is also narcissistic today

After hearing what Zuo Ran said, the girl at the front desk really stared at Yu Heng without blinking her eyes.

Yu Heng also looked at the girl.

The two stared at each other, and there was an embarrassing atmosphere in the air.

"..."

Yu Heng wanted to sneak away, and he couldn't get out after entering Tiancheng Entertainment's door, but this broken building is so big, he can just find a place to cat for a day, Zuo Lan may not be able to find him.

Who cares, it can be delayed for a day anyway.

Yu Heng made up his mind to hide, but the girl at the front desk kept an eye on him and couldn't find a chance.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he finally got such an opportunity.

Yu Heng took advantage of the girl's turning around and didn't pay attention, and ran towards the stairwell with long legs, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The girl at the front desk just turned around, but she never expected him to run away like this, her eyes widened at the empty seat.

Yu Heng climbed up to more than 20 floors in one breath, and stopped only after making sure no one was chasing him.

There are more than 40 floors in this broken building. Because of the huge flow of people, there are eight elevators. Usually, no one is mentally ill enough to climb the stairs, and they climb up to 20 floors. Isn’t this making yourself guilty?

Yu Heng, who made himself guilty, sat on the stairs, leaning against the wall.

Behind him is the fire door, and on the wall next to him is an escape sign with green light.

Yu Heng is very familiar with the stairwell.

When he was studying, he often hid in the stairwell and skipped classes, and basically no one could catch him.

Yu Heng took a few breaths, took out his mobile phone to unlock the lock screen, and prepared to play two games to get addicted to his hands. He reckoned that it would be impossible for Zuo Ran to catch him in a while, so he clicked on the game with peace of mind.

Half an hour later, Yu Heng looked at the game interface showing victory and twisted his neck.

Before he could finish twisting his neck, voices came from behind the fire door.

It was two male voices talking.

Yu Heng was not very interested, he had to hide in a place where no one came to talk about it, and it was definitely not a good thing to talk about.

"Xiaoxin, do you really want to transfer to Bai Lu's subordinates?"

Another impatient voice sounded, "Brother Zhuo, I told you that it's not that I want to transfer, it's that the white couple insists on digging me in, why don't you understand, do you think I want to go? Bai Lu insists on fighting against you, what can I do? I'm just an [-]th line, and you want me to confront someone else's manager Bai, won't this ruin my future?"

The person who originally spoke said submissively: "Xiao Xin, brother Zhuo doesn't blame you for this matter, it's all brother Zhuo's fault that I married Bai Lu."

The person named Xiaoxin spoke again, "Brother Zhuo, anyway, I am the last artist in your hands. Maybe the company won't bring it to you anymore. Why don't you give me the script in your hand? waste."

Brother Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds, "Xiaoxin, this matter...you are really not suitable for this role, even if I gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to try it."

Xiaoxin's voice became even more impatient, "If you don't give me a try, how will you know that I can't do it? It's because of this that the artists in your hands will be snatched away by the white couple one by one. Zhuo Junwen didn't say you, a big man like this Worrying about looking forward and backward, isn't it annoying!"

Yu Heng's hand that was about to turn up the earphone volume stopped, but instead he turned the volume back to zero.

That Zhuo Junwen seemed to be really stupid. After being said that, he really moved a little bit, "Xiaoxin, you, let me think about it."

"Brother Zhuo! Don't think about it, it's for my future! Do you want to watch me go through the center of the earth? Bai Lu has a lot of good artists in his hands. Wouldn't it be a good idea for me to pass by?" There are no resources! What can you do if you help me!"

"This……"

Yu Heng listened quietly, his brown pupils were as calm as if there were no waves in an ancient well.

The words of the person who was replaced by Xiaoxin fell to his ears and were distorted into strange electronic sounds every word.

lie.

He is lying.

This man is lying.

He is a liar.

Yu Heng yanked off the earphones.

The voice distorted into a strange electronic sound was still speaking.

Yu Heng's movements paused, and the corners of his mouth curled up for a while.

He encountered such a fun thing on the first day after returning to China.

He began to be a little curious about what it was called to be careful and what was the luck of the donkey or the horse.

This luck is a secret that only Yu Heng knows.

After turning 11 years old, he inexplicably acquired an extra ability.

Some people's words will be distorted into strange electronic sounds in his ears, with high and low voices, which sounds very scary.

At the same time, he could also see the qi that enveloped everyone, all kinds of qi, with different colors and different degrees of intensity.

After searching for half a year, Yu Heng gradually figured out what was going on.

Those words distorted into electronic sounds are all lies, without exception.

They are all lies one after another, woven into sweet dreams, tempting people with unsteady wills, and only after falling into the dreams do they discover that behind the sweetness are sharp knives and sharp blades.

The bigger, heavier, and more terrifying the lie, the more distorted the electronic sound.

Yu Heng has heard the most distorted electronic sound so far.

The sound was really harsh, like sharp nails scraping on the glass, or someone screaming, the voice was deep, hoarse and distorted, and the electronic sound was so scary that almost every word was like glass bursting, steel colliding the sound of.

After hearing it only once, Yu Heng's ears almost exploded.

As for the various qi surrounding a person, it is the qi of that person.

Hints at what will happen to him in the future.

Those who are shrouded in black air are often villains who will die within a week.

Those who are lingering with white air are good people who live a hundred years, become wealthy and have no worries in their lives.

Xiao Xin lied quite a bit, she was so distorted that she couldn't hear the original voice at all.

And that Zhuo Junwen was really stupid, he couldn't tell such an obvious lie, how stupid he must be.

Yu Heng sneered twice, then lowered his head casually.

Faced with a sneering face.

"..."

Yu Heng blinked several times, "...Hi?"

There is no one who knows Yu Heng. Zuo Ranan.

She just heard a few words from the girl at the front desk, and as soon as she lifted her foot, she walked towards the stairwell without any hesitation.

After climbing more than 20 floors, I saw Yu Heng who was sitting and listening to gossip.

Yu Heng loves the habit of hiding in the stairwell, Zuo Lan is very clear, after all, when she was studying, she was the only one who could catch Yu Heng back to the classroom during class.

Yu Heng, who failed to escape, was arrested and brought into Yu's father's office.

As soon as he entered, he sat on the swivel chair like an uncle, without raising his head, and still only looked down at his phone. After Zuo Lan caught him in, he went out directly.

There are only three people in the office now.

Yu Heng, Father Yu, and Secretary Zhang.

Yu's father looked a little nervous, he considered his tone and said: "Heng Heng, I also mean that you want to be a star. Dad has already arranged for you. Let's use white as a manager, okay? He has brought out several movie stars. Actress Queen, handing you over to him will surely make him popular."

The tone was cautious, more like a pleading than a discussion.

Yu Heng didn't look up.

"Hengheng? Don't ignore Dad, just say something, do you think this is okay?"

Yu Heng raised his head slightly, and the voice came from behind the mask.

"Don't want him."

Yu's father was obedient and obedient, and he couldn't find any complaints at all, "Then my father will agree to whoever Heng Heng wants."

"Zhuo..." Yu Heng frowned and thought for two seconds, "Zhuo Wenjun."

It seems to be such a name.

Father Yu was stunned. Obviously, he had never heard of this name before, "Huh?"

Seeing this, Secretary Zhang coughed and reminded, "Master, it's Zhuo Junwen, right?"

Yu Heng nodded indiscriminately, "Yes, yes, it's him."

Yu's father frowned. His appearance looked a bit scary, and the majesty on his body was uncontrollably reflected. Secretary Zhang took out a copy from the stack of thick folders in his hand, and put it in Yu's father's pocket. before.

He motioned: "Look, boss."

Father Yu opened the file folder, and his face became darker after a cursory look.

However, when facing Yu Heng, he still maintained that cautious attitude, "Heng Heng, this person doesn't have any good seedlings in his hand. He is not famous. I'm afraid he can't take care of you. Why don't you just listen to your father and wait for nothing? No, you can take the one with the acanthus, too?"

Yu Heng spoke succinctly, without being moved at all, "I want him."

Yu's father had no choice but to rely on him, "Okay, okay, if you want him, you want him. Don't be angry Hengheng, Dad will always obey Hengheng."

Yu Heng raised his head, and after sitting for so long, he finally raised his head to look at Father Yu.

"Don't be so affectionate."

Father Yu didn't react for a while, "Heng Heng?"

Yu Heng stood up directly and went out.

Tuliu Yu's father was discouraged in the office, Secretary Zhang couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "Boss, don't worry, the young master will get close to you sooner or later."

Father Yu shook his head lightly, the color of his pupils dimmed a bit, "You don't understand, after that incident, Heng Heng and Ranan didn't get close to me anymore, and even Ye Yi also alienated a lot from me."

Secretary Zhang obviously also knew about what Yu's father said, so he simply shut up and didn't speak.

This matter is really hard to say.

What's more... hey...

Secretary Zhang sighed and said nothing.

Yu Heng went out, Zuo Ran leaned against the door frame, bored.

"What did he tell you?" Zuo Ran asked, and then she sneered and said, "I guess I know, it's all long-winded nonsense."

Yu Heng closed his eyes, "He asked me to choose a manager."

Zuo Ran became interested, "Hey, who did you choose? Bai Cheng? My sister Hong? Shi Zidan?"

What she was talking about was the golden agent who brought out a bunch of movie kings and queens.

But Yu Heng shook his head, denying them one by one, "Not one of them."

"How could that old man be reluctant to give you such a good agent? He's so stingy."

Yu Heng glanced at her, "Fart."

"Then tell me who you picked?"

"It's none of your business, get out, get out and record your new song."

Zuo Ran choked and glared at him, but then, she thought of something, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Yu Heng felt chills at the back of her laugh.

"You... why are you smiling so weirdly?"

Zuo Lan twitched at the corner of his mouth, "Why don't you do it, otherwise, you can go with me, anyway, you are the one who wrote the lyrics and composed the song, so I just sang it, you, the author, go listen and give me some advice. "

Yu Heng was even more surprised. This little princess usually let him listen to it, but he dared to force her to sing one more sentence. This person can come up with a hundred sentences to hate himself.

What, suddenly changed sex today?

There is a conspiracy.

There is definitely a conspiracy.

Yu Heng blinked, and kept slandering conspiracy in his heart, but in a blink of an eye he followed Zuo Lan's pace.

Anyway, he stays by himself, the only difference is whether he wants to squat hard in the stairwell, or sit comfortably in a place with clear windows, a good environment, and coffee and drinks.

In such a comparison, it is immediately clear that they are superior or inferior, and he would choose the former only if he is mentally ill.

As for the medicine sold in the left-cup gourd, that's none of his business. He's not sick, so he doesn't take medicine.

When Zhuo Junwen received a call from Secretary Zhang in his office, he couldn't believe it.

He stood there blankly with the landline microphone in his hand, and glanced at the things he had already packed, plus the extremely conspicuous white envelope on the table.

That was his resignation letter.

"Broker Zhuo?" He didn't speak for a long time, but Secretary Zhang asked.

Hearing this voice, Zhuo Junwen woke up like a dream, "Yes, Secretary Zhang, is what you just said true?"

Secretary Zhang said with a smile in his voice, "Of course it's true. It's about the young master's business. How could I be joking with Manager Zhuo?"

Zhuo Junwen hesitated for a long time before saying: "But, why did you pick me? You know my situation, I don't have a good artist, and even the last artist has just been transferred to Manager Bai men."

Why, why would it be him?

Zhuo Junwen couldn't think of this problem even though he was thinking hard.

"Don't worry, Manager Zhuo. Since the young master personally picked you to be his manager, there must be a reason for this. The young master is currently in the company, with Yu...Miss Zuo. I will take the young master with you later. Go find you, and ask Broker Zhuo to spare this time."

Secretary Zhang was still chattering on the other side of the microphone, Zhuo Junwen's brain was blank at this moment, all the words he heard came in from the left ear and ran out from the right ear.

"Okay, okay, I have time today, please trouble Secretary Zhang."

"I don't dare to do it. I should be the one who troubled Manager Zhuo. You must take good care of the young master. The young master is the treasure of our boss. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

Secretary Zhang hung up the phone after speaking.

There were bursts of busy voices coming from his ears, and Zhuo Junwen sat down on a chair, digesting everything he had just heard in a daze.

This is him, don't you need to leave?