Overlord insists on giving me money [Entertainment]

After a burst of dizziness like airsickness, Duan Jiangqiu resisted the urge to vomit.

"President Duan...President Duan."

Duan Jiangqiu suddenly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a greasy middle-aged man's face. He frowned very uncomfortablely, controlled his desire to punch him, and took a step back.

"Cough...what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I think you are not feeling well? Do you want to take a rest, the room has been opened for you." The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and said obsequiously.

Duan Jiangqiu looked around indiscriminately, and when he saw Meng Yanzhang on the stage holding a guitar and singing in a white shirt, he froze completely.

"part……"

"Hush!" Duan Jiangqiu didn't even give him a look, just one word was enough to make the other party shut up obediently.

The middle-aged man followed Duan Jiangqiu's line of sight again, and when he saw the young man singing on the stage, a clear smile appeared on his face.

It is said that Mr. Duan is not close to women, and he does not get into daily necessities. It is very difficult to get into his relationship.

It turns out that Mr. Duan is not close to female sex, but close to male sex.

The middle-aged man turned to his assistant and asked, "Who brought that little star?"

"It should be brought by Hong Bin, the manager of Pengfei Entertainment." The assistant was very impressed with Meng Yanzhang. After all, there were all kinds of people brought to the banquet today, but most of them were slender, handsome boys, or hot people. It is rare to see a beautiful woman with such a resolute and handsome appearance as Meng Yanzhang.

Moreover, Meng Yanzhang is different from others. He has a very clean smell on his body, and there is still light in his eyes. Either he is not deeply involved in the world, or his mind is pure.

"Go, ask someone to send it to Mr. Duan's room." The middle-aged man said to the assistant, without any intention of considering the other party's wishes.

In his opinion, the people who can come here are all trying their best to find a backer. It is his good fortune that this little star can be favored by Mr. Duan.

Meng Yanzhang on the stage was wearing a white shirt, without much modification, not even makeup, pure natural, all thanks to his good foundation, when the light hit him, his pair looked like they had been washed by hot spring water His eyes were exceptionally clean and bright.

After so many years, everyone has been tempered by this society and changed, only he is still the same as the first time I saw him.

Duan Jiangqiu thought of Meng Yanzhang, who won the movie star six years later.For the past six years, he has been away from home and has been living abroad. If it wasn't for his father's funeral, he would not have come back.

Attending the celebration banquet and seeing Meng Yanzhang win the best actor, I also wanted to take one last look at him, but I didn't want this one, it was really the last one, and I lost my life.

Fortunately, he was born as the chosen one, and he even encountered such a thing as rebirth.He originally expected Meng Yanzhang to be like him, but looking at the clean and bright young man on the stage, he knew that he was the only one who was reborn.

"Hoo~" There was a loud whistle in my ear.

Duan Jiangqiu turned his head and saw that it was his friend, Shi Yuecheng.

Shi Yuecheng was wearing a wine red shirt and a casual suit jacket, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking suave, attracting many men and women around to look at him frequently.

"Like it?" Shi Yuecheng laughed teasingly.

Duan Jiangqiu glanced at him, but said nothing.

"You look pretty good. Dress it up and take it out, it should be very face-saving." Shi Yuecheng stroked his chin, pondering to himself.

"If you don't talk, I'll pretend you didn't like it." Shi Yuecheng took a sip of red wine and straightened his collar.

"What are you doing?" Duan Jiangqiu saw that he was flirtatious, and he was ready to flirt.

"I'm also very interested in watching it. This kind of bed should be very exciting."

As soon as Shi Yuecheng finished speaking, his stomach was kidnapped by Duan Jiangqiu.

"Don't touch him." Duan Jiangqiu said to Shi Yuecheng in what could be called a warning.

He seldom talked to Shi Yuecheng in such a serious tone, Shi Yuecheng narrowed his eyes, "I really like it?"

"En." Duan Jiangqiu's voice was silent, but it was deafening in Shi Yuecheng's ears.

He paused with the hand holding the wine glass, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "I really thought you were going to be a monk."

While the two were talking, a group of people had changed on the stage.

Duan Jiangqiu remembered that at this time, someone had already called Meng Yanzhang to his room. In his last life, it was because he had looked at Meng Yanzhang a few more times. These people who are used to winking immediately asked Meng Yanzhang's manager to get them to him. in the room.

He didn't know about it in his last life, so he drank some wine and went back to his room, just in time to see Meng Yanzhang coming out of the shower. A cool kiss on the door.

As a result, Meng Yanzhang punched him awake.

Duan Jiangqiu was so old, and it was the first time he was beaten. If someone else came, he would definitely not be able to get out of that door, but it was Meng Yanzhang. The people broke up unhappy, and Duan Jiangqiu simply gave up thinking about it, went abroad to devote himself to work, and never heard any news related to Meng Yanzhang.

If we go again now, wouldn't we repeat the same mistakes?

Before Duan Jiangqiu left, he ordered a breakfast for Meng Yanzhang tomorrow morning, and then drove away quietly without even calling Shi Yuecheng.

His mind is very confused now, he needs to find a place to be quiet, and then think about who killed the two of them.

Meng Yanzhang was just a young actor, Duan Jiangqiu was more inclined to have someone trying to kill him, Meng Yanzhang was just unlucky to be involved.

After he drove the car for a while, he stopped on the side of the road where there was no one. He was not afraid to ride in a car because of the car accident, but another message in his mind became clearer.

Meng Yanzhang died.

A violent sadness enveloped him, he seemed to be imprisoned hands and feet, soaked in water, uncomfortable to breathe.

Duan Jiangqiu slammed his fist on the steering wheel, hitting the horn, and a shrill whistle sounded on the silent road.

Those peach blossom eyes that are always full of affection are stained with blood. This is a wounded lone wolf.

……

Duan Jiangqiu returned to his home, and while his memory was still clear, he wrote down the people who attended the celebration banquet, and then listed the people who had conflicts of interest with him.

At that time, his father had just passed away. If he died, the biggest beneficiaries would undoubtedly be his stepmother and half brother.

Do these two people dare to attack themselves?

At that time, Meng Yanzhang was driving the car, and Meng Yanzhang also rented the car. Why did he tamper with Meng Yanzhang's car?If you really want to kill him, wouldn't it be faster to tamper with his car.

It is impossible for the real culprit behind the scenes to have the ability to predict the future, and it is expected that he will get in Meng Yanzhang's car.

Or is it that someone wants to kill Meng Yanzhang, and he is the unlucky one by the way?

Duan Jiangqiu took out his mobile phone and called his secretary, "Go and check on Meng Yanzhang for me, as soon as possible."

This time, no matter what, he would not let anyone hurt Meng Yanzhang again. Duan Jiangqiu's eyes flashed, and he secretly made his next decision, he wanted to stay in the country.

……

The sound of Meng Yanzhang closing the door made Deng Yewei tremble. Are you angry?

He has never seen Meng Yanzhang get angry. It can be said that Meng Yanzhang's temper is astonishingly good. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous at first, but then he gradually found that no matter how much it was too much, Meng Yanzhang would not say anything, and he was very coaxing. It should be said It was very easy to deceive, so Deng Yewei began to order Meng Yanzhang even harder.

In Deng Yewei's eyes, Meng Yanzhang was a fool, he was fooled around in a few words, he was still a good guy, he was stupid and deserved to be bullied.

"Meng...Brother Meng, are you in a bad mood?" Deng Yewei coughed violently a few times, and said weakly: "I...I have a bad cold, it seems that I still have a fever, and I haven't eaten for a day. It’s not like you don’t know if you’re angry about getting up.”

Meng Yanzhang ignored him, took off the suit he borrowed, and prepared to take it to dry cleaning later so that he could return it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Deng Yewei felt a little nervous, "Brother Meng...I'm so hungry, I want to eat your boiled egg and lean meat porridge."

He was really hungry, and Meng Yanzhang was not around. He got up groggy yesterday to make a bucket of instant noodles, which he dug out from Meng Yanzhang's side, and threw up after a few mouthfuls.

A pile of rubbish was still thrown there, waiting for Meng Yanzhang to come back and clean it up.

Meng Yanzhang changed into his own clothes, stretched his muscles and bones, and went into the toilet.

Deng Yewei heard the sound of rushing water inside, and shouted impatiently: "I said I was hungry, but you couldn't hear me!"

As soon as he finished yelling, he saw Meng Yanzhang bring out a bucket of water. He thought Meng Yanzhang was going to clean up, and he felt even more irritable. Cleaning up the ghost's hygiene, didn't you see that he was hungry?

Just as he was about to have an attack, Deng Yewei was dazed by the cold water poured over his head.

Before he came back to his senses, Meng Yanzhang grabbed his collar and dragged him off the bed. Deng Yewei's whole body was numb, and he didn't know whether it was from cold water or a cold.

The body hit the concrete floor, the pain finally made Deng Yewei react, and he just happened to meet Meng Yanzhang's fierce eyes.

Deng Yewei's whole body went limp, he was so frightened that he lost all strength.

"Meng...Brother Meng..." He panicked and wanted to beg for mercy, but Meng Yanzhang's fist hit him mercilessly.

Meng Yanzhang didn't slap him in the face, and left all his fists and feet on his body. His beating seemed fierce, and he rushed to kill people, but in fact, Meng Yanzhang knew it well. He spent his previous life in the entertainment industry. , who has been a secondary player and has also been a literary substitute and military substitute, he knows how to beat people with the least traces and the most painful.

Others like to say harsh words when beating people, but Meng Yanzhang never said a word when beating people, but this is what made Deng Yewei afraid. He didn't know where he had provoked Meng Yanzhang, and he didn't know why Meng Yanzhang's temperament suddenly changed. But Meng Yanzhang, who kept quiet and focused on beating people like this, really scared him to the point of death.

Meng Yanzhang squatted down, grabbed Deng Yewei's hair and pulled him up, "Do you still want to eat thin pork porridge with preserved eggs?"

His voice was not loud, and he didn't deliberately say harsh words, but Deng Yewei was terrified and shook his head like a rattle.

"10 minutes, clean up the house." Meng Yanzhang stood up, ignored Deng Yewei, took towels and water, and went out for a run.

After Meng Yanzhang left, Deng Yewei rummaged around looking for his phone, stammering, "I...I want to call Brother Hong...let...let him clean up Meng Yanzhang..."