After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

On the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Wenyu, Ning An and Tian Xiaoci made an appointment at SOSO.

Ning An brought Feng Yun, Qin Wenyu brought He Yi, and reserved a small box on the second floor of SOSO.

Ning An was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, with only half of his face exposed, while He Yi was fully equipped with a hat, sunglasses and a mask.

When the two met at the back door, they almost didn't recognize each other, looking at each other's equipment and laughing knowingly.

He Yi and Qin Wenyu went upstairs separately.

When they entered, Tan Wenyu was already sitting inside waiting.

After everyone was seated, he asked Ning An while helping He Yi remove his hat and mask: "Did any entertainment company contact you in the past two days? Several calls came to me."

Ning An smiled: "Yes."

He Yi quickly stretched out a hand: "If you want to sign, you can sign with our company. Don't sign with those coquettish bastards outside."

Qin Wenyu pulled his hand down affectionately, and explained: "Xiaoyi Company knows that he is a model, so his agent immediately asked him if he knew you. This kid is honest, to be honest, no, Now the task is assigned."

He Yi hurriedly promoted his company: "Our company has very good resources, brother Ning, if you really consider entering the entertainment industry, come to our company, I will not harm you."

"No." Ning An shook his head.

Seeing He Yi buried his head in Tan Wenyu's shoulder in disappointment and rubbed it back and forth, he couldn't help laughing: "I don't intend to enter the entertainment circle."

Tan Wenyu rubbed He Yi's hair: "It's good not to go, it's not worth it to work as hard as him."

He glanced at Feng Yun who was drinking with his head down, and raised his eyebrows pointingly: "How is it?"

Ning An smiled: "What else? Same old."

Feng Yun rolled his eyes at him: "What's the old look?"

Tan Wenyu raised a finger and shook Ning An lightly, and blinked secretly by the way, which meant that it didn't look like there was no progress.

Feng Yun obviously still remembered Tan Wenyu's so-called reactionary remarks before, so he glanced coolly between them.

But only Ning An felt this glance, Tan Wenyu was already looking at He Yi's face at the new acne on his forehead.

"You look so good even with acne." He praised him without blushing or panting.

Feng Yun was attracted by his words, he seemed to find it funny and a little novel.

He narrowed his eyes slightly to look at their sticky way of getting along, and finally couldn't help turning his head to look at Ning An.

Ning An was used to it long ago, and he was sending a message to Tian Xiaoci with an indifferent expression and lowered eyes.

As soon as a message was sent, Tian Xiaoci opened the door and walked in.

He brought everyone a New Year's present, beautifully wrapped: "I made it myself."

It's a ceramic ashtray, round, with an uneven surface, and looks rustic.

Tian Xiaoci saw that He Yi took it apart, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I tried my best."

"I like it." He Yi held it in front of his chest: "It's unique."

Tian Xiaoci looked at the ashtrays of the other three who were basically the same, and smiled with his lips pursed.

"I saw your ad on the way here, it's so pretty." He took off his coat and sat down next to Ning An: "I heard that the lipstick color you photographed is sold out."

"Well," Ning An nodded, the brand just contacted him yesterday.

The advertising effect was unexpected, and they wanted him to make another micro-movie with the endorsement actress: "How do you know?"

"Two girls sat behind me and discussed." Tian Xiaoci smiled and lit a cigarette: "There is nothing a girl doesn't know."

He didn't smoke before, and he couldn't even drink two sips of wine.

Ning An raised his hand to pinch the cigarette from his lips, and sent it to his own, but Feng Yun quickly pinched it and extinguished it in the ashtray.

"How are you doing recently?" Tan Wenyu embraced He Yi with a serious expression on his face: "An'an said that she seldom sees you and doesn't attend events, what are you up to?"

He put away the cigarette case in Tian Xiaoci's hand: "Why do you still learn to smoke?"

Tian Xiaoci stretched out his hand to snatch back his cigarette case: "You can take care of yourself, but leave me alone?"

"He Yi is so obedient and never needs my attention," Tan Wenyu hugged He Yi intimately again: "Tell me about you."

"I'm good." He Yi got carried away with complacency, and made a face at Tian Xiaoci with a smile.

It's not the first time Feng Yun has joined their small group.

In the past, he was the manager of SOSO, and occasionally he would come over to drink and chat with them.

But today's joining in this form is the first time.

He appropriately lowered his sense of existence and sat quietly beside Ning An.

But he couldn't help but observe Tan Wenyu and He Yi.

The kind of tacit understanding and intimacy that they unconsciously emanate make people feel very warm.

"Tsk," Tian Xiaoci smiled: "Can you restrain yourself in front of single dogs?"

The person who couldn't restrain himself became even more sticky. Tan Wenyu handed the cigarette case to He Yi: "The cigarettes are good, help me keep them."

"Okay." He Yi bent his eyes and put the cigarettes into his backpack.

Tian Xiaoci shrugged helplessly, and La Ning'an said, "Brother Ning!"

Only then did Ning An ask, "Did something happen? Everyone is worried about you."

"Mmm," Tian Xiaoci replied softly, "My mom just had a kidney transplant a while ago, and she stayed up late in bed to smoke one or two occasionally in order to refresh herself."

"What?" Tan Wenyu was startled: "Auntie is sick?"

"Well, I didn't say it." Tian Xiaoci smiled, but his eye circles were a little red: "After so many years, I finally cured my mother."

Qin Wenyu was speechless for a moment.

And the scattered memory fragments in Ning An's heart, as well as the doubts that he couldn't understand at the beginning, all have answers at this moment.

He hugged him distressedly: "You are great."

Tian Xiaoci smiled at him with red eyes.

So many unspeakable feelings and so many embarrassing moments in the past were relieved at this moment.

The second floor of SOSO is a semi-enclosed space, and you can see the scene on the first floor, but compared to the noise on the first floor, it is more suitable for drinking and chatting.

At this moment, the show on the first floor had already started. Mei Jia, wearing a shiny stage outfit, led a group of girls with graceful figures, twisted onto the stage, swaying her waist lightly, raising the atmosphere to the climax.

Manager Chu, who took over Feng Yun's management of SOSO, personally brought two bottles of wine into their box.

Feng Yun had handed over to him for a month, and they were already very familiar with each other.

Manager Chu put down the wine, and said to Feng Yun, "I just heard Director Sun say you're here, why didn't you say anything? I'll treat you today."

Feng Yun was not polite either, and smiled: "Thank you, do you want to have a drink together?"

Manager Chu looked at it and was very sensible: "Just a few words, and I will leave after I finish speaking."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows: "If it's just for a drink, I welcome it, but if it's for reporting SOSO's recent business situation to me, then forget it, I have nothing to do with SOSO."

Manager Chu smiled regretfully, had a drink with Feng Yun, and then left space for them.

Ning An and Qin Wenyu Tian Xiaoci immediately put their heads together and chatted together again.

Feng Yun moved closer to Ning An's side again, and put his shoulder against his shoulder, sitting very close.

Ning An glanced at him, then turned to Tan Wenyu and He Yi: "Then let me say congratulations first."

There was a strong smile in his eyes, and he said to Feng Yun: "The two of them are getting close, when Xiaoyu releases the first song, it will be their wedding day."

Feng Yun smiled and said congratulations, but he knew very well in his heart that their move was too risky.

He Yi's current momentum is strong. If Qin Wenyu can become popular, then the two sides will support each other, and each other's road will be easier.

It might even become a good story.

But there are too few people who have a hit.

Even though Qin Wenyu's voice is very unique, as a newcomer, the chance of encountering good resources is too small.

No matter how good the voice is, without good production and good lyrics, everything is empty talk.

If Tan Wenyu can't create a world after one song, then once He Yi's marriage is exposed, it may bring about a huge negative impact.

After all, a large part of He Yi's popularity and popularity was brought about by his scandal with Zhang Luan.

Gossip is a double-edged sword. When it is useful, it is very effective. When it hurts, it is also very hurtful, and there are many ways to hurt people.

Naturally, Tan Wenyu will also be unable to avoid rumors and rumors, and it may even completely ruin his singing career.

Feng Yun seemed to greet casually: "How is the situation in the company recently?"

Tan Wenyu smiled: "There is no progress, I have too much to learn, and I feel that I don't have enough time to train and study every day."

"It doesn't matter," Feng Yun said, "Efforts will pay off. Lin Zaixun is not the kind of unreliable person, and the people he signs back will be well-polished. You have to endure loneliness and don't worry."

"Thank you," Tan Wenyu smiled, "I understand."

Feng Yun refilled half a glass of wine for Ning An, and said calmly: "When selecting works in the future, if necessary, I can also refer to them for you."

Tan Wenyu's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely, "Thank you."

As rookies, their first chance is very likely to be left over from the seniors.

But to find treasures that can be used by oneself among the huge amount of waste is as difficult as panning for gold in sand.

No one can guarantee that you can really find gold, and the works you find have a high probability of determining whether you can become a blockbuster.

And Feng Yun has sung for several years, not only has a solid foundation in music, but also knows many insiders.

More importantly, he also understands the characteristics, strengths and weaknesses of each creator, so his opinions are undoubtedly very valuable.

Several people chatted and drank, and the two bottles of wine slowly bottomed out.

Feng Yun's phone rang, he leaned back in his seat, and answered it leisurely.

With the transmission of information on the phone, the corners of the lips with a faint smile gradually became serious, and the muscle lines gradually tightened.

After a long time, he asked, "Which hospital?"

The address should have been reported over there, Feng Yun said: "I'll come right away."

He stood up with a serious expression on his face.

The other four looked up at him, Feng Yun met Ning An's eyes: "Lao Luo was in a car accident."

Ning An also stood up: "I'll go with you."

In the corridor of the hospital, the smell of disinfectant was very strong, and Xiao Qin was comforting Lao Luo's wife, Qiu Mei.

A new wounded patient was pushed into the corridor, the casters of the hospital bed turned rapidly, and a half-body man was lying on the bed with bloody flesh.

Feng Yun half hugged Ning An, covered his eyes, and walked quickly to Xiao Qin and Qiu Mei: "Sister-in-law."

Qiu Mei's face was snow-white, her body was so soft that she could hardly sit up straight, she saw Feng Yun hastily pulled his hand: "Feng Yun, what should I do? Maybe Lao Luo is dying?"

"Don't worry." Feng Yun looked at Xiao Qin: "How's the situation?"

Xiao Qin's face was gray and bitter, "I'm undergoing surgery now, I hope..."

He glanced at Qiu Mei and shook his head silently.

Lao Luo had a car accident on the way to the company. At that time, he was talking on the phone with Xiao Qin. The car was rear-ended by a drunk driving and speeding car, and he was directly pushed into the guardrail. The whole front of the car was squeezed into a ball.

The driver of the car behind died on the spot, and Lao Luo was seriously injured.

"Sister-in-law, take a rest first, and Xiao Qin and I will guard." Feng Yun tried his best to keep his voice calm, making people feel safe.

Qiu Mei shook her head with tears all over her face: "No, I have to wait for Lao Luo, he will be fine, right?"

Qiu Mei looked at Feng Yun with hopeful eyes, as if he would get what he said.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, no matter what, I will not abandon Lao Luo." Feng Yun took a deep breath: "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will stick with you."

Ning An bought water and gave it to Xiao Qin and Qiu Mei, then wrapped his arms around Feng Yun's shoulders, and pushed him to sit down.

He sat next to him, hugging his shoulders to comfort him: "Auspicious people have their own appearance, maybe it was a false alarm."

Feng Yun raised his eyes to look at him, and nodded for a while.

After a long time without bounds and endless torment, the door of the operating room finally opened.

Qiu Mei was timid because of her closeness to her hometown, and looked at the doctor from a distance, but she didn't dare to go forward for a while.

Feng Yun and Ning An were the first to greet them, and the doctor asked, "Which one is the patient's family member?"

Xiao Qin supported Qiu Mei: "This way."

Qiu Mei's lips opened and closed, but she couldn't utter a word.

The doctor sighed: "The patient is not out of danger yet, family members please be mentally prepared, the patient may never be able to wake up again."

"What do you mean?" Feng Yun asked: "You mean he might turn into a vegetable?"

The doctor nodded. Qiu Mei held on for the whole night, but she couldn't catch her breath and passed out.

Being in a vegetative state not only means being unable to wake up for a long time, but also means that the cost of treatment is a bottomless pit.

Feng Yun gritted his teeth, and said to Xiao Qin: "Take out the 100 million from the company and treat Lao Luo first."

Xiao Qin looked at him, not sure whether he was shocked or moved, but also panicked: "Then the game...is the game over?"

There was a layer of despair and struggle in Feng Yun's eyes, and then he closed his eyes heavily.

Maybe it's fate, no matter how hard he struggles, he still has to bow down to what he has been fighting for.

After all, I still have to say goodbye to my bravery and willfulness, and even that little boyish waywardness.

His headache was severe, as if it was going to explode, his life seemed to be crushed into the muddy water by a foot, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't turn over.

Life did not leave him the slightest escape route. Lao Luo's life weighed on his back, forcing him to bend over.

After a long silence, he finally stood up.

There is an indomitable spirit and a rock-solid determination: "It will never end, no matter how difficult it is, it will never end."

He looked at Xiao Qin, and said in a sonorous tone, "I'll figure out a way about the money."

The author has something to say: it is a transitional chapter

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