Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

The more unreliable gossip, the more people read it.

Cheng Butler saw that there were many comments below and everyone was discussing enthusiastically, so he clicked on the comment.

The most popular comment, someone broke the news, saying that someone is indeed pursuing Qi Xiaoyu.

When I was on the set, a bouquet of roses was delivered every few days, which was very considerate.

It also described some details, such as the suitor changing a variety of roses every day, including black velvet, pink Diana, Corolla...the packaging is exquisite, each style is fragrant, and it is delivered by a special person every morning, with dew on the petals, Delicate and fresh.

There is also a loving breakfast with the flowers, or warm porridge and side dishes, or Western-style snacks, delivered in a high-end insulated box, once opened, it is steaming hot, and no one in the crew is not envious.

As for Qi Xiaoyu's attitude, I didn't say anything.

Regardless of whether the news is true or not, the details are so detailed anyway, enough for everyone to imagine a wonderful courtship scene.

Cheng Butler frowned with the expression of a grandfather looking at his mobile phone, after reading the whole revelation, he thought that this person's methods are really clumsy and old-fashioned, he didn't use such a vulgar way of chasing people back then, and he still wanted to chase Xiaoyu like this , What a daydream.

He was about to back out when he finally found Xun Qian behind him.

Butler Cheng quickly put away his phone, stuffed it back into his pocket, pretended he didn't see anything, played the old butler's professionalism for many years, and diverted his attention very naturally.

"You came out, third master? How do you feel today? The doctor said that you can try to walk outside. Shall I help you go downstairs? "

Xun Qian narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on Cheng Butler's pocket.

Butler Cheng was very embarrassed. He once brought up Qi Xiaoyu on his own initiative, and Xun Qian was angry.

This time he put the phone away, and he seemed to be angry again.

Cheng Butler thought for a while, and faced the problem squarely, "These gossip accounts now like to talk nonsense and catch rumors, I'm afraid they won't attract everyone's attention."

After pondering for a while, he said slowly, "Third Master, it's not that you don't know that Mr. Qi loves work the most, so he doesn't have time to fall in love."

After saying this, Cheng Butler felt that it was still wrong. He glanced at Xun Qian's face and felt that his job would not be guaranteed.

Fortunately, Xiao Hei yelled twice at this time, which relieved the uneasy atmosphere.

Xiao Hei, who was squatting at the feet of the two, didn't know why. He raised his head and looked at Xun Qian with big round black eyes. He waited for someone to take him down to play, and when he got impatient, he called out to urge him twice.

Only then did Xun Qian look away, "I won't go down anymore, you take it down to play for a while."

"Yes." Cheng Butler agreed and quickly retreated.

Two days later, when Steward Cheng went to deliver tea to Xun Qian's study, he happened to hear Xun Qian ordering Zhang Han, "Go and find out who sent gifts there that day."

Zhang Han didn't understand, so he thought that there were so many people who came that day, so he was asked to get a copy of the gift list from Qi Xiaoyu?

It seemed a bit strange to do so, but he didn't dare to question Xun Qian's order.

When Zhang Han went downstairs, he was stopped by Butler Cheng.

The butler was very considerate, "Don't ask one by one, just see who sent the roses. Hurry up, don't make the third master wait too long."

Another day later, Cheng Butler saw Zhang Han coming, and took the initiative to follow him in with tea.

No one paid attention to him following in.

With his ears pricked up, he anxiously listened to Zhang Han's two-hour work report.

Then finally turn to the topic.

Zhang Han took out a piece of A4-sized printing paper, and listed a string of names on it, "All the people who sent roses to Mr. Qi that day are on it."

……

Butler Cheng thought, this is a bit too much.

Zhang Han also thinks it's a bit too much, these people are really daring.

Neither of them dared to look at Xun Qian's expression.

After a while, Xun Qian said by herself, "Where's the basket of roses at the door."

Zhang Han thought for a while, "It was sent by a photographer from a fashion magazine, named Ma Weiye."

After a pause, he added, "Mr. Qi seems to have asked me to investigate this person before."

Steward Cheng lowered his head, glanced quietly over the teapot, and found that Xun Qian's expression was unkind.

He thought it was a bit troublesome, more troublesome than being sent roses by many people.

I asked Zhang Han to investigate before, which means that I have known each other for a long time, and now I am continuing to develop on an improper path.

Butler Cheng didn't dare to move, and even regretted following in. He tried his best to shrink back, pretending that he didn't exist.

Then I heard Xun Qian ask with a smile, "How is the investigation going?"

"No results, just a very ordinary photographer."

Zhang Han, "Third Master, wait a moment, I still have his information in my mailbox, and I will forward it to you immediately."

Xun Qian read the materials very quickly, and finished browsing in a few minutes.

But after he finished reading, he was silent for a long time without speaking.

After a while, about ten minutes, Xun Qian turned off the screen. He didn't blame Zhang Han for his ineffective investigation, but his voice sank, "His name should not be Ma Weiye."

****

Qi Xiaoyu had been busy all day, and it was already 03:30 in the morning when he returned to the hotel room.

He took off his coat, loosened his tie, and slumped on a single sofa in front of the window, taking a break.

The entertainment made him a little tired, especially at night Jiang Sicheng dragged him to the bar again.

Jiang Sicheng said that he booked a bar for him to celebrate, but in fact, everyone knows what the idea is.

Qi Xiaoyu had been a little sleepy for a long time, but seeing Jiang Sicheng's strength today, he came to help him a lot early in the morning, so he went to play with him for a while.

Then came back early, and the rest of the people probably stayed overnight.

He didn't drink at the bar, but he was too noisy.

The Weihao Hotel has a very high floor, so he shouldn't be able to hear anything. He may have been shaken by the music in the bar, and now he feels that his ears are filled with loud music.

The mobile phone that he put aside casually was still flashing.

After flashing for almost 10 minutes, he fished it over to look.

The desktop is densely packed with message reminders.

He clicked on it and took a cursory look. There were various group chats and new friends added today.

He glanced at it, except for the script sent by a new screenwriter he met today, he was not interested in anything else.

Jiang Sicheng yelled in the group, "Qi Xiaoyu, once you left, you took half of the people away. Don't go back so soon next time!"

Although the person was clamoring, his tone was cheerful, "We're going to be parted today, and I'm going to send Qingqing home."

Qi Xiaoyu did receive a bunch of flowers and business cards today.In the past, he was mostly active as an actor, recording variety shows, filming movies and receiving endorsements. Although he is also a public figure, the scope of his activities is mainly in the crew. Except for a birthday banquet and a red carpet, he rarely appears in public places for communication.

Now that I have stepped into a different circle, I have contacted a lot more people.

Qi Xiaoyu closed her eyes and was tired all day, but now she couldn't fall asleep when she returned to her room. It was a state where her body was tired, her limbs were loose, but her mind was still running fast.

He couldn't sleep, so he made a rough plan for the future in his heart.

Now that he has a bit of fame, he has come to invite a lot of collaborations. After the two films in his hand are released, he will probably not worry about film appointments.

After "Python River Chaos" is released, it can make a lot of money again.

If the company is run well, it can continue to make profits.

His early dream of buying a big house is estimated to be realized in a few years.

When the material conditions are met, he will reduce the intensity of his work, stop making the schedule so tight, just take one or two movies a year, and go back to sing Peking Opera and invest in Peking Opera troupes when he has more time, not for making money, but for himself happy.

Qi Xiaoyu thought of the future that had been planned for a long time, and realized that he was not very happy.

He opened his eyes, and the lights outside were bright, dimming the stars in the sky.

Chest tightness.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took a harmonica from the small coffee table next to the sofa, played a few words casually, and put it down again.

He found himself longing for family, for companionship and to share his happiness and success, in addition to material life.

I hope that every year someone will accompany him to celebrate birthdays, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Lantern Festival, walk through the beginning of winter and spring together, make zongzi for the Dragon Boat Festival, and eat chicken and duck during the three-month period.

He used to think that a warm and comfortable home was enough, but now he still wants to have someone at home.

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath, feeling that he was a little too greedy.

Sometimes he is very envious of Jiang Sicheng, who can love and pursue someone so firmly, regardless of other things.

He can't, he is actually quite easy to worry about gains and losses emotionally.

Qi Xiaoyu sighed, thinking that after a few days, he still needs to bring the white-browed hero back.

Might be missing a dog...

It's not the same thing as keeping his dog with Xun Qian all the time.

****

Qi Xiaoyu didn't wake up until after ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

"Li Ren" has been completed, and there is only a simple publicity to run.

He has to think about what to shoot for his next film. The scriptwriter yesterday had a good book, and he chatted with someone yesterday, and he was quite interested.

After a while, I will be recording the third season of "Eating Light on the Road", and I will go out to record the program with Zheng Peizu, so I will treat it as a relaxing trip.

Stellar Entertainment has also started to get on the right track after his early planning.

I can take a few days off for the time being.

However, not long after this thought flashed through, Qi Xiaoyu received an invitation to a dinner party, which was initiated by Feichi Media.

Yu Xiaosheng called and asked Qi Xiaoyu, "Why did Feichi Media send us an invitation letter? Do you know someone from Feichi Media? Oh, yes, Tang Yuning is from Feichi Media."

Qi Xiaoyu didn't answer the question, but asked about the time and place, and it was at 07:30 this Sunday night, in a high-end club in Binjiang.

Yu Xiaosheng added, "I heard that this dinner is to celebrate the birthday of Mao Chi, the young master of the Mao family. The Mao family has been very strong recently, and has just snatched a piece of land on the south bank of the Binjiang River from the Xun family. There should be many people present that day , Do you think we are going to prepare? Bring some gifts?"

Qi Xiaoyu thought for a while, "I'll prepare the gift, and then you and Li Kun will go with me."

"Okay... By the way, Xiaoyu, I asked someone about it. That Mao Chi seems to have been studying abroad and just came back, but he seems to go to the same high school as you. Go check it out. You may have known each other before. Get closer. Now apart from the Xun family, the Mao family is the best developed in S City, so it’s good to get to know each other more.”

Qi Xiaoyu heard half of it, as if thinking of something, suddenly his eyes lit up, "Is that so..."

****

At the same time, the Xun family.

Zhang Han, who was standing in front of Xun Qian's desk, let out a long sigh of relief, "Mao Chi has really been fooled. After eating such a large piece of immovable land and buying a pile of bubble stocks, it's hard for Mao's company not to be dragged down. "

Xun Qian didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

Seeing that Xun Qian has been in a bad mood recently, Zhang Han thought about trying to make people happy, "I heard that people from the Mao family are still planning to hold a birthday party to celebrate. In a few days, when they know the final news, I don't know if they will be able to laugh or not." .”

Xun Qian hummed lightly, this was only the first step in his plan.

After Zhang Han finished speaking, he walked out with a smile. Before leaving the Xun family villa, he retreated, "Third Master, I just received the news that Mr. Qi will also go to the dinner party at Mao's..."