The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost Chapter 130: "Master Jiang's ability to irritate people is improving every day"

The interaction between Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng on Weibo is open and frank, which makes people feel that they are close friends.

[Who else doesn't know about Jiang Yiming's background?The Jiang family and the Zhong family have a good relationship, and they may have grown up together when they were young]

[Mr. Zhong is a circle older than Jiang Yiming, could this be the same as growing up? 】

[Isn't that just watching Jiang Yiming grow up?That's even more of a problem, watching grown-up children come to the entertainment industry and be bullied as soft persimmons, can you not protect the calf? 】

[Agreed, if my neighbor’s younger brother grows up to be as good-looking as Mingming, if someone scolds him, I can chase him down ten streets and scold him twice as much]

【Ha ha ha ha ha, the sister upstairs is a ruthless person】

【Yes, but not necessary】

[Straight men are not easy these days, anything can be regarded as love]

【…】

Zhong Sheng watched the comments on the Internet that were gradually forcing "straight male friendship" and felt blocked.

The owner has ended up distributing sugar and making sugar himself, why did he overturn instead?

I don't understand, I don't understand, this year's netizens don't understand, it's really blind Mr. Zhong's painstaking efforts.

……

After Jiang Yiming returned home, he got a three-day long vacation.

For the past three days, Jiang Yiming seemed to be dead with his own bed. Except for eating, he rested lazily on the bed at other times.

It’s not that Jiang Yiming became lazy when he got home, it’s just that the pampered young master lived in hotels outside for so many days, plus a bunch of messy things from the crew of "Shanhe Transcript", the energy and spirit were exhausted, and no matter how much sleep he needed to make up for it. not coming back.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother saw that their heart was so distressed, they whispered to each other, Mingming must have suffered a lot outside, and he was so tired when he came back.

"Why are you only given three days off? It seems that Ming Ming has lost a lot of weight, and he hasn't raised him yet, so he has to go to work!" Mother Jiang felt distressed, and reached out to touch her youngest son's white and tender cheeks.

Jiang Yiming nodded: "You turn around and see Bao Qiwen, tell him, don't let him control my afternoon tea, I've lost a lot of weight, and if I don't eat any more, I'll lose weight."

"You don't even prepare afternoon tea? It's outrageous." Father Jiang patted the table next to him.

The elder brother Jiang Xunchuan was watching from the side, even though he felt that his younger brother's chin had become rounder recently, not as sharp as before, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Mingming's waist had become thinner.

Thin, must be thin.

Suffering is definitely a lot of suffering.

When the whole family puts on the "Ming Ming Filter", what Ming Ming says is what.

After the long holiday, Bao Qiwen came to pick up the young master to go back to work. Mother Jiang looked at him with a smile: "Awen, Auntie has arranged a cook for Mingming to take care of the daily meals. Let the cook start work with you."

Bao Qiwen glanced at Young Master Jiang who was casually staring outside the door, his eyelids twitched, and when he turned back to look at Jiang's mother, he smiled softly at Jiang's mother, thinking that there was a hidden knife in the smile.

Teacher Bao complied and agreed.

Sitting in the nanny car, Bao Qiwen asked him with the corners of his mouth twitching: "Arrange a cook? I don't have an RV here. Where can I cook for him?"

"You don't have to worry about that." Young Master Jiang grinned at him.

"Aunt Jiang is afraid that I will deduct your food? Or do you think I will give you junk food?" Bao Qiwen asked.

"Probably because I've lost a lot of weight, and my heart hurts." Jiang Yiming rubbed his chin and replied.

Bao Qiwen: "?"

"Why are you so surprised?" Young Master Jiang frowned slightly.

"I lost a lot of weight? What kind of filter is this? You touch your chin yourself, it's rounded into an arc, still thin?" Bao Qiwen was irritable online, "I also found a personal trainer for you, and let you spend four weeks a week. Let’s lose weight quickly in fitness class!”

God knows how many prohibited things he and Teng Qinghua ate and drank after he was put on the crew of "Shan Hai Transcript" while he had no time to take care of it.

When he went to pick up Young Master Jiang on the set that day, when he saw Teng Qinghua, the fat director couldn't call him fat anymore.

"Hey, why are you still attacking personally?" Young Master Jiang was dissatisfied, what happened to his jaw?Where is he not thin?

"Is this a personal attack? To be honest, is it a personal attack?" Bao Qiwen asked, "How long has it been since you were named?"

Young Master Jiang said that there is no way to chat today.

He snorted, turned his head to play with his phone, and ignored Bao Qiwen.

Young Master Jiang said that unless Bao Qiwen realized his mistake, he would not say another word.

Bao Qiwen: "..."

Bao Qiwen took Young Master Jiang to talk about endorsement cooperation. If Jiang Yiming was dumb from the beginning to the end, it would really be okay.

Bao Qiwen expressed against his conscience that he realized that he was wrong, and asked Young Master Jiang to open his mouth and cooperate to win the endorsement.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows and looked at him critically, meaning, what's wrong?

"Even if Young Master Jiang's chin is round, it's cute, and his bones are good. A little fatter or thinner has a different beauty." Bao Qiwen said, knowing that Jiang Yiming loves to be praised, he said smoothly, " It's white, tender and round, like a ball of white fur, so cute."

Jiang Yiming: "... Get lost."

"I shouldn't ask you to go on the scale. The numbers are meaningless. The weight of the bones does not mean that the flesh is fat." Bao Qiwen added after hearing the words.

Jiang Yiming turned his head away, not wanting to listen.

"...Similarly, I personally think that some sweets should be taken occasionally to help relieve the artist's stress and emotions." Bao Qiwen gritted his teeth.

"You're right." Jiang Yiming turned his head, looked at Bao Qiwen, nodded seriously, and a gleam of light flashed in his caramel-colored eyes, "Then are you ready?"

"You haven't eaten less at home in the past three days, have you?" Why do you have the nerve to ask him for it?

"But I'm out for work today, and I'm under pressure." Jiang Yiming said, "If I'm under pressure, it will easily affect my performance, and I don't know what the endorser over there thinks of me... It's hard to say, tsk. "

Bao Qiwen took a deep breath: "...I will ask Assistant Xiao Tong to run errands for you to buy a copy."

"Thank you." Young Master Jiang immediately rolled his eyes with a smile, looking easy to talk and discuss.

Jiang Yiming and Bao Qiwen arrived at the meeting place, and a group of people walked towards them. The one in the front was wearing sunglasses and walked like the wind, followed by four or five people, quite aggressive.

When the man wearing sunglasses saw Jiang Yiming and Bao Qiwen, he snorted disdainfully, and didn't even think about covering it up.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, and took another look at the other party—is this humming at him?It seems that there are no small opinions on him.

He was about to take a step forward to stop the man from questioning him, but Bao Qiwen stopped him slightly and shook his head slightly at him.

Bao Qiwen didn't want to have conflicts with people here, after all, it was in someone else's business building, if there were conflicts, it would damage the image a lot.

Jiang Yiming took a look at Bao Qiwen, and for the sake of the afternoon tea, he reluctantly ignored him and didn't directly confront that person.

But I didn't expect that after the other party walked into the elevator, he muttered to his assistant in a low voice: "It's too easy to be popular now, pack it up, make a few more hot searches, and pull a few more traffic by the way. The hype of big stars has been tied up for a period of time, and everyone can grab endorsements because of their traffic."

Bao Qiwen also heard it, and his face suddenly sank.

He stopped Jiang Yiming, but he walked towards the elevator and pressed the switch of the elevator: "After so many years, you are still standing still, nothing has changed."

The man wearing sunglasses took off his sunglasses and looked at Bao Qiwen with a sullen face: "Brother Bao hasn't changed at all. The people who signed are all vases and empty faces."

Jiang Yiming heard it and smiled. He swayed slowly, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the person lazily: "Thank you for the compliment, it's better than some people who don't even have a face to brag about."

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly turned ugly, and Jiang Yiming's words made him take a step forward.

"Do you know this person?" Jiang Yiming ignored him, turned to look at Bao Qiwen and asked.

Bao Qiwen smiled: "I took him for a while."

"And then gave up?" Jiang Yiming asked.

He asked directly, so directly that Bao Qiwen wanted to laugh, the face of the man on the opposite side was almost unbearable, and his knuckles holding the elevator door turned white.

"You!" The man was so excited that he was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by the people around him, and he scolded him in a low voice to calm him down.

Jiang Yiming stood there calmly. Even though the person was only ten centimeters away from him just now, he didn't mean to dodge nervously at all. He turned his head to Bao Qiwen and said, "Stop the loss in time."

Bao Qiwen coughed lightly and forcibly controlled his facial muscles to prevent himself from laughing.

Young Master Jiang's ability to irritate people is to improve every day. With a few simple words, he can poke people's most painful places, which is also a skill.

"Bao Qiwen! Take care of your artists! You're not welcome in the circle with such harsh words!" A woman next to the man in sunglasses warned.

Bao Qiwen pushed his glasses, smiled and said: "Whether he can get it or not is my business, so you don't need to worry about it."

The elevator door remained open for a long time, and finally issued a "Didi" warning sound.

The woman closed the door with a black face, and Bao Qiwen's face with a professional smirk disappeared between the gradually closing door cracks.

"Who is that person?" Jiang Yiming asked.

"Yu Fei."

"Why did you give up later?"

"The intention is wrong." Bao Qiwen squinted his eyes, "I can't go far."

Jiang Yiming nodded and commented: "Indeed, look at that person's eyes, three whites and three whites, strong self-awareness, although it is easy to get ahead, but it is also easy to fall in the middle, after the age of 30 is a watershed, there is a risk of bankruptcy or catastrophe Mutually."

"Coincidentally, that person is 29 years old this year." Bao Qiwen smiled, "The past two years have been going downhill. The film and television winter is cold, and the films I made are suppressed and cannot be broadcast. I want to receive new books, but unfortunately there is no olive branch."

"The way his agent is doing now is really not smart. It's nothing more than confessing to everyone in the industry. Now Yu Fei can only rely on lowering his social status to accept endorsements and get a few more exposures to maintain his popularity." Bao Qiwen said.

Jiang Yiming understood, it turned out that he was at the end of his strength, no wonder he looked like a hedgehog when he saw him, he was stepping on someone's painful C position, impartial.

"Okay, this person has nothing to say, prepare yourself, later you go in alone, and the endorsement company will evaluate you alone." Bao Qiwen said, not wanting to talk more about Yu Fei.

The two waited outside the door for a few minutes before a secretary called Jiang Yiming in.

"The scene at the elevator entrance just now was very exciting." Jiang Yiming just entered, and an old man sitting on the boss chair said.

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I'll show you a play for free, so should I charge for the entrance fee?"