My black fans are always online

On the huge leather sofa, Lin Jiajun's face was blue, wearing presbyopic glasses, looking at the tablet in front of him with difficulty.

What a mess!

"The young master of the Lin Group and Xiao Xianrou live next to each other, facing each other day and night! "

"Lin Liekai Chengyan is the same as the variety show above, CP is hot, and they sleep in the same room at night? "

"From mutual hatred on Weibo, to variety shows in the same frame; from looking at each other and hating each other, to seeing each other every day like three autumns? "...

Xiao Ya walked over with a fruit plate, looked at the tablet in front of him, and frowned: "Don't bother with those boring media, they're just afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

Lin Jiajun snorted coldly, his brows were full of anger: "Did someone spread rumors? It's all true!"

I really participated in a variety show for no reason. I turned on the TV every weekend, and I could see my son's face dangling on the big screen. Entertainment news was pushed everywhere. Moreover, I really lived opposite that little star?

Is this a real decision to come out?

"Lie Kai is already 27, and in two or three years, he will be in his thirties." Xiao Ya said calmly, "It's not a big deal to play around a little while you're young."

Lin Jiajun said angrily: "It's because you have been pampering him that he behaved so mischievously. The charitable donation he made last time was very good. Why did you donate in the name of that little star?"

Xiao Ya put down the fruit plate in her hand: "Jia Jun, don't you still see clearly? Lie Kai is serious this time."

She looked directly at her husband: "For the first time in more than 20 years, he has a real love, a real pursuit of someone, and a real desire to spend the rest of his life with someone."

Lin Jiajun's face turned red: "Nonsense, nonsense!...Even if I don't force him now, it's fine for him to have fun, but he will still get married and have children in the future. Is it possible to be with a starlet for real? Just for fun, How can it be true?"

Xiao Ya shook her head: "I don't know how long this same-sex relationship can last, but at least for now, he is sincere."

She paused, and added: "That child is very good, and I think he is sincere."

Lin Jiajun was in a hurry: "Why are you sincere and not sincere? What good can there be in the big dye vat in the entertainment industry? Welcome and send every day. Today Xiaokai treats him well, and he can flatter him. Tomorrow, if they change someone else, they Same!"

Xiao Ya stood up in disappointment: "I won't argue with you, if you look at people through colored glasses, then there is no good person in the whole world."

"You don't understand, there is no good person in the entertainment industry!" Lin Jiajun was annoyed, "Have you forgotten that Chen Yan? It looks healthy and sunny, but what happened? I'm afraid that Xiao Kai will be sad again!"

Xiao Ya couldn't bear it anymore: "Where did so many accidents come from? That Chen Yan was originally an orphan, and he grew up in society, so he looks crooked."

She pointed to the stage photo of Cheng Yan on the tablet in front of Lin Jiajun: "But this child, Jin Xun has checked carefully, his background is simple, his background is poor, and now he is protected by Jin Xun in their company, so there is no possibility of him being infected with any bad habits , you don’t have to worry about it.”

Lin Jiajun still refused to accept it: "What about in the future, who can guarantee that he will maintain his xinxing in the future?"

Xiao Ya's eyebrows were cold: "There is no need to guarantee things in the future. Couples who have been married for many years can still divorce. As long as they really love each other now, let them go!"

……

In the attending physician's office in a private hospital, a specialist looked stern: "Mr. Cheng, I have to tell you that you are not an immediate family member of the patient, and some treatments still require the signature of the family member."

Cheng Yan said in a low voice: "Her family has been found and they are coming."

The doctor nodded: "That's good. When the family members come, ask them to be mentally prepared. The patient won't last long."

I am used to seeing life and death, such patients with terminal cancer, the cancer cells have spread to the whole body when they are sent, and now they often fall into a coma, no matter how you look at it, they don't have a long life span.

Cheng Yan left the office, outside, Hu Fan was looking at his phone, waiting dutifully.

"Sister Li's family came this afternoon, and I scolded for a long time before a younger brother came." Speaking of this, Hu Fan was still angry.

What kind of rubbish family, I called, and it was her father who answered the phone over there, saying that people in the village said that this daughter was doing a skin business outside, and lost her family!

He couldn't hold it back at that time, and cursed a few times on the phone: "If your daughter didn't earn money outside, how would the children under your family go to school!"

The person on the opposite side was overwhelmed by his aura, so he reluctantly agreed to call someone, but Hu Fan was so disgusted.If it weren't for some treatments that required the signature of relatives, he really wished he could see nothing.

Cheng Yan sighed, turned around and went to the intensive care unit to take a look. This woman named Li Qi was already in a coma. Looking outside through the glass, she was dry and haggard, and she looked like she might leave at any time.

There seems to be no hatred for her.

On that night ten years ago, the lights were blurred and the light was not clear. In fact, he didn't remember the face of the woman who asked for help.

But in just a few short encounters, he still remembered that it was a young girl in her 20s, with gorgeous makeup and white foundation, and although her eyes were terrified, they were still lively and lively.

But now, she is old and sick, like a dying old woman.

……

Going straight to the elevator, Cheng Yan whispered, "What does the private detective say?"

Hu Fan whispered: "The preliminary information has just been sent, and I will give you a summary."

Cheng Yan suddenly found him a while ago and entrusted him to find a detective agency at a high price to investigate one person.

People in the industry, people they all know.

Shen Muqing's agent, one of the owners of "Qingjing Studio", Wu Jing'an's past information and resume.

"More than ten years ago, Wu Jing'an was a very small agent, the bottom one, about the same as me, hahaha." Hu Fan joked, "But it is said that he is very capable, and it happens that his company supports him. There's an overnight hit boy group, 'Dazzling Land', you know?"

As the elevator went down one level at a time, Cheng Yan said indifferently: "I know. They broke up later."

Hu Fan glanced at him, startled.

Cheng Yan's expression was calm and his voice was steady, but his eyes were sunken, as if sunk in the deep sea.

"Wu Jing'an is very powerful, and the company trusts him, and he manages everything. According to the information, the boys in the boys' team were quite afraid of him at that time." Hu Fan continued, "By the way, even if he is the boss now Yes, the young artist who signed the contract is also afraid of him."

Cheng Yan nodded: "I know."

Hu Fan looked at him strangely: he knew?

"It's strange to say that Wu Jing'an was originally from a rural area, and she managed to do well in that company by relying on her quick mind and hard work, but she shouldn't be so rich."

The elevator stopped, Cheng Yan stepped out, leaned against the door and stopped: "How do you get rich?"

"Wu Jing'an is paid a fixed salary. It is said that after the boy band he led disbanded, the company was in a slump, but after he quickly resigned, he established a new company, which is quite large."

Hu Fan recalled the information he had just read: "Not only did Shen Muqing sign a solo contract, but he quickly made him famous through a series of marketing operations. If you don't have money, you can't do it."

Cheng Yan said in a low voice: "That's right...not only can he start a company independently, but he can also advance a large amount of compensation for others in private."

His voice was so soft that Hu Fan couldn't hear the second half of the sentence: "What? What advance payment?"

Cheng Yan looked up at him: "Brother Hu, guess what, ten years ago, if he wanted to start a company like that, poach people, hire employees, and lend an extra 200 million, then he should have How much?"

Hu Fan scratched his head: "Then it must be at least 600 million, and the money at that time was also valuable."

Cheng Yan was silent for a moment, and looked at him with dark eyes: "Brother Hu, if you were capable and resourceful, but you worked for others all your life, and all the money you earned belonged to the boss, would you be willing?"

Hu Fan was stunned: "Then why not be reconciled? In this world, the vast majority of people are part-time workers, and the capital of their bosses is not blown by strong winds!"

Cheng Yan smiled bitterly: "Brother Hu...so you are a good person."

Private hospitals don't have a lot of customers, and it's not the peak time for visiting patients, so the garage is a little quiet.

The two of them had just approached their car when suddenly, the door of a car parked beside them opened.

Several burly men in casual attire, with strong Kong Wu, stepped forward quickly and stood in front of Cheng Yan.

Kong Jiayu, who was waiting on the driver's seat, was taken aback, jumped out of the car in a hurry, and shouted: "You, who are you?!"

The two big men stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Hu Fan and Cheng Yan: "Hello, Mr. Cheng, we are sent by Mr. Lin Liekai's father. Mr. Lin wants to meet you, there is absolutely no malice, you can Can't move on?"

Cheng Yan was stunned.

Hu Fan was also stunned. After thinking for a while, he reached out for the phone: "Wait a minute, let me ask Mr. Jin of our company for instructions. He knows you, Mr. Lin..."

The expressions of the two big men who were extremely polite just now changed.

Looking at each other, one of them suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Fan's wrist tightly. With an indistinct movement, he snatched his mobile phone away.

"Sorry, Mr. Lin doesn't want to disturb others, neither Jin Shao nor Lin Shao."

Kong Jiayu shouted: "Don't mess around, the private hospital here is under surveillance! Do you still dare to kidnap?"

Cheng Yan finally spoke calmly: "Yes, if I don't go, will you use force?"

The two big men hesitated: "Of course not."

Cheng Yan smiled: "Also, how do I know if you are lying, what if you are a robber?"

One of them quickly dialed the phone, opened the video, and handed it to Cheng Yan: "Hello, we are Mr. Lin on the opposite side."

Hu Fan hurried over to take a look, and nodded at Cheng Yan.

Lin Jiajun is a well-known rich man in the country, and he is often on the financial news. Of course Hu Fan knows him.

Cheng Yan answered the phone and looked at the man in the video. He was five or sixty years old, and his appearance was obviously similar to that of Lin Liekai.

"Are you Cheng Yan? I want to delay your time, just to talk, is that okay?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes, I can spare an hour from my work schedule."

Displeasure flashed across the man's eyes: "Hehe, I'm being rude for not making an appointment."

Cheng Yan lowered his eyebrows and did not refute.

Turning around, he whispered to Hu Fan: "Brother Hu, help me find a way to postpone the next announcement. I will come as soon as I go."

...Following the bodyguard into the tea room on the top floor of a skyscraper, the bodyguard quietly retreated out.

The decoration in the room is quaint and Zen-like, and the expensive agarwood scent is vaguely present. In front of the huge whole log tea table, a man is sitting upright with his back straight.

She doesn't look old at all, but her temples are a bit silvery after all, her nasolabial folds are deep, and her face is not angry and majestic.

He raised his head and looked at Cheng Yan: "Sit down."

Cheng Yan quietly sat down on the red sandalwood chair in front of him, put his hands flat in front of his knees, and called out politely: "Hello, Uncle Lin."

He has been preoccupied recently, so he has lost weight again, his eyes are dark but clean, and his moist cheeks show a little edge, but he looks a little more mature than when he was in the draft, and he is no longer completely sweet and childish.

Lin Jiajun looked at him with a slight surprise.

Judging from the news, this young man is really too young, but now face to face, he is calmer than expected.

He suppressed the strangeness in his heart, poured a small cup of tea from the teapot in front of him, and brought it to Cheng Yan: "Don't be afraid, I came to you without any malice, nor did I look down on you."

Cheng Yan raised his eyes, looked at him quietly, and sighed inwardly.

Don't you look down on him?How can anyone come up to comfort others like this, that is to say, he originally looked down on him in his heart, so he just said it casually.

Sure enough, the relationship between Lin Liekai and his father was incompatible, which made sense.

"I'm not afraid." He said softly, took the teacup politely, and took a sip, "Uncle, don't worry about scaring me."

Lin Jiajun was taken aback.

It's just a child of eighteen or nineteen years old, why is there no cowardice in this tone, and no fear of seeing his lover's father?

Is it because he was young and fearless, or because he is used to playing in the entertainment industry, with deep scheming?

He was used to the submissiveness and flattery of ordinary people, so he was a little confused for a while.

After calming down, he carefully sized up the young man opposite him for a while, and in the tea room, an invisible coercion slowly spread.

But Cheng Yan didn't realize it, he just sipped his tea slowly, as if he had made up his mind not to open his mouth.

Lin Jiajun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was a little annoyed because he had to speak first: Hell, he was made a little passive by this kid.

"Why don't you ask me?" He said in a deep voice.

Cheng Yan smiled slightly: "Probably he didn't want to invite a child to drink tea."

Lin Jiajun choked and choked for a moment: "Okay, then I'll get straight to the point. I invited you here to ask you, what is the relationship between you and my Lie Kai now?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes, his dark eyes were as quiet as a deep pool: "Why didn't uncle ask your son directly?"

"I'm afraid that the answer he thinks wholeheartedly will be a joke in the eyes of others!" Lin Jiajun said coldly.

A trace of surprise finally appeared in Cheng Yan's eyes.

He considered his words before saying: "Uncle, your son is already an adult, he will have his own judgment, and he should be careful in handling his relationship with others."

Lin Jiajun keenly grasped the word "feeling" in his words, and his anger suddenly rose in his heart: "My son is very stupid, what will he do with it?!"

Cheng Yan leaned back slowly, putting some distance away from him.

"I'm sorry, Uncle. I don't think Lin Liekai is stupid, and I don't understand why you belittle your son like this." He shook his head sadly, "He is just kind and enthusiastic, and straightforward, and has nothing to do with stupid words. "

Lin Jiajun was at a loss for words for a while, and stared closely at Cheng Yan, trying to find some insincere words from these extremely praiseworthy words, but he was disappointed.

Although the neither humble nor overbearing appearance of the young man in front of him was unpleasant, his eyes were open and clear. When he looked directly at someone, he couldn't arouse any disgust.

"So, are you really in a relationship?" He said angrily, "Have you ever thought that your relationship is completely meaningless?"

Cheng Yan faced him, and asked slowly: "What's the meaning of being in love? Like each other and give to each other, that's already the greatest meaning in itself."

"You are a star, and once it is exposed, you will lose your reputation. He is a social celebrity, and if he is infected with such rumors, it will not be good for his image!"

Cheng Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You are right, but I don't care, and I don't think he cares either."

Lin Jiajun burst into laughter, as if he had heard some big joke: "Yes, in fact, he really doesn't care. The wealth of our Lin family is enough for him to face any gossip, and no one can really do anything to him , in the face of money and power, nothing is a problem. But what about you?"

He stared at Cheng Yan coldly, and said word by word: "Your industry really doesn't matter? Don't tell me that you really love each other. In this world, they will directly label you as being taken care of by the gold master, and you are a woman of color." The waiter's label!"

……

Sitting in the nanny's car outside, Hu Fan gritted his teeth, and while the two bodyguards were not paying attention, he quietly typed a few words on his mobile phone and sent them out quickly.

"President Jin, Lin Liekai's father took Cheng Yan away!"

Jin Xun was inspecting another company when he suddenly saw the text message and jumped up.

Then dial back, the phone is connected, but no one answered.

……

There was silence in the tea room, and the curling smoke from the bronze incense burner beside it seemed to have stagnated.

Cheng Yan sat there silently, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were burning: "Our industry? In the eyes of uncle, is this industry different from yours?"

Lin Jiajun laughed in astonishment: "Can this be compared? We are serious about doing business, making products, and creating real wealth for the society. You who sing, dance, and act on TV, compare with us?!"

"Why can't we compare?" Cheng Yan said word by word, "You are serious about doing business, and we work hard to produce works; you work overtime and stay up late to make business proposals, and we also get up every morning to practice!"

There was a faint flame in his eyes: "The Qing Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years. Is there a distinction between high and low jobs? We are honest and have a clear conscience. We speak by our own works, rely on our own ability to eat, and create wealth in the same way. , the same way to support the employees of the same industry, how can it be incomparable?"

"But your profession requires you not to have any stains in your life, and you cannot have style problems!"

Cheng Yan's thin and handsome face finally showed sarcasm for the first time. Although the sarcasm was very shallow, it was faintly arrogant.

"If I say that I don't care, will my uncle not believe me?" He was a little disappointed. "Of course I would be very happy to have many people listen to my songs and watch my dances, but if they think that because I like men, If true love is a taint, or if I lose my fans because I announced my relationship, then I really don't care."

Lin Jiajun looked at him in astonishment.

Cheng Yan shook his head: "Of course I sing and dance to entertain others, but also to entertain myself. Some people will stay because they think those songs are good. I try my best to do my part, and that's enough."

"You, you...you are just a child, you have never seen anything." Lin Jiajun gritted his teeth, "When you really fall from the flowers and applause, you will regret it and be terrified!"

Cheng Yan smiled lightly. At this moment, his smile was full of strange sadness, which made Lin Jiajun a little dazed.

"No, uncle. I've seen everything."

His voice was very soft, and his eyes were clear: "Everyone will be afraid and sad when falling from the applause and flowers and smashing into pieces, but this is not a reason to trample on feelings."

He stood up and bowed respectfully to Lin Jiajun: "I can't guarantee that I will be with your son for the rest of my life, no matter whether my relationship is good or I like it, no one can guarantee that it will remain the same forever."

He whispered: "But I can guarantee that as long as he is by my side for a day, then I will treat him well, without betraying or escaping, with all my sincerity."

……

Lin Jiajun stared blankly at his straight back, and suddenly gritted his teeth and called out: "Okay, then remember what you said, since you want to fall in love, then don't do anything messy and treat him well!"

Cheng Yan trembled slightly, and finally turned around.

There was finally some light in his eyes, and he felt a little unbelievable joy: "Uncle...do you agree?"

Lin Jiajun leaned on the chair wearily, with a dazed expression.

So what if you don't agree, it will only force your increasingly estranged son out of the house. Moreover, if this unscrupulous son never marries a woman and has children for the rest of his life, is it true that as a father, I hope that the child will be really unhappy? Is it forever?

For a moment, he was disheartened.

Slowly waving his hand, he said, "Xiao Kai has been hurt by bad guys in the entertainment industry before, don't let him down, let alone hurt him. As parents, that's all we ask for."

Cheng Yan was slightly taken aback: "What?..."

"He was ignorant when he was a child, but he once liked an idol who was like you, who sang and danced." Lin Jiajun stared at him, a little dazed.

Really, all these years, I like the same type.

"But that man is a scum, he took drugs and went to nightclubs." There was a trace of disgust on his face, but he was unwilling to say more after all, "Forget it, it's all over, and the dead, don't mention him. You are a good man." I'm sure you wouldn't do that, kid."

The boy with bright eyes stood blankly at the door, as if he was suddenly captured by some evil magic.

"What... what?" His voice trembled a little strangely.

My heart seemed to be beating fast, it was about to jump out of my chest, a cavity of hot blood flowed quickly, rushing to the whole body, and then concentrated to the heart.

It's more like something cut through the layers of haze, revealing a little sunshine behind.