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Chapter 15 - Chapter 15

Hong Bin was unlucky recently. First, he was beaten by Meng Yanzhang inexplicably, and then he was forced to record a confession video, which kept him on tenterhooks for fear that Meng Yanzhang would suddenly make the video public that day.

As the saying goes, if Meng Yanzhang really sends out the video, it's ok, but the status quo is that after Meng Yanzhang and Pengfei cancel the contract, it's like into thin air, and even the figure can't be found. Hong Bin tried to find someone to block Meng Yanzhang several times, beating Meng Yanzhang everywhere, and then let him hand over the video.

The mobile phone couldn't get through. He asked Deng Yewei for Meng Yanzhang's contact information. Deng Yewei was even more unknown so, and he didn't know anything about Meng Yanzhang.

He originally wanted to squat under the Yuhui Building, but after two days of squatting, he was sent to the prison by the security guard as a suspicious person.

Just coming out of the office, he suddenly received news from the company that he had been fired.

Hong Bin originally wanted to go to Pengfei to make trouble, but as soon as his front foot came near the company, his back foot was dragged into a van.

"Let me tell you above, mind your mouth and don't talk nonsense everywhere, or you will hurt more than your legs."

The thugs hung him from the beam of the abandoned factory, holding a baseball bat with black blood on it.

Hong Bin's heart is cold, and his whole body is covered with blood. He has worked in Pengfei for many years, and he has done a lot of shady things for Pengfei. Now Pengfei has resigned him. Today, he is acting like a doorman. Today, these thugs are obviously invited by Pengfei to warn him.

Some secrets are either taken to the coffin or die now.

"I ... I know ... I will not talkative ..."

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Duan Jiangqiu came back from a business trip abroad, and it was almost time for Meng Yanzhang to join the crew.

"Will you enter the crew so soon?" When Duan Jiangqiu passed Meng Yanzhang's room, he saw that Meng Yanzhang was packing, and his heart was a little surprised and a little sad.

Meng Yanzhang lowered his head, and the fine bangs covered his eyes. "Well, this shooting is not in the city, so there are a lot of things to bring."

Look at Meng Yanzhang's small suitcase. How much is this?

"How long will it take?"

Meng Yanzhang calculated, "Three or four months."

"Guess, get the time to see. It will not exceed four months at the longest. "

Duan Jiangqiu had some horror in his heart. He had never been exposed to this aspect before. He didn't know that Meng Yanzhang had to leave for so long. He stared at Meng Yanzhang's back for a long time. Recently, Meng Yanzhang should be exercising. His muscles are tight, restrained and resilient, and his muscle lines are beautiful and not exaggerated.

The back is also much straighter than before, like a small white poplar.

"Let me help you clean up." Duan Jiangqiu stood at the door for a while and walked into the room.

"No, I'm almost ready." In Meng Yanzhang's eyes, Duan Jiangqiu is a luxurious gentleman. It is estimated that his secretary did this kind of thing.

In fact, Meng Yanzhang's guess is not wrong. Duan Jiangqiu's luggage is indeed packed by his secretary. He has a suitcase specially used for business trips, and the contents will be changed regularly to facilitate a sudden business trip and leave with it.

"Let me see, what have you packed?" Duan Jiangqiu walked over and looked down. Meng Yanzhang only brought a few pieces of change clothes, and they were all cheap goods before, and he didn't take Duan Jiangqiu for him.

"Where are you going to film?" Duan Jiangqiu straightened up and took out a cellular phone.

"h city." Meng Yanzhang thought he was just asking smoothly.

"It's quite hot there, but the temperature is a little low in the morning and evening. Just take summer clothes and some long-sleeved coats." Duan Jiangqiu looked at the weather forecast in his mobile phone and said.

Meng Yanzhang was a little surprised by Duan Jiangqiu's prudence. In his view, Duan Jiangqiu should not be the person who would consider these trivial things. Duan Jiangqiu looks very professional at work, but Duan Jiangqiu in life is like a noble and lazy cat. He wants someone to feed food to his mouth and be picky by him.

Duan Jiangqiu went straight into Meng Yanzhang's unused cloakroom, picked and threw it to Meng Yanzhang. "Fold it yourself, I won't."

"The filming conditions are not good, so you don't have to wear such expensive clothes." Meng Yanzhang holding a pile of clothes, sip sip lips.

An ordinary word makes Duan Jiangqiu's heart ache a little. Only people who are used to living a hard life will say such a thing.

He went up to him, stood in a messy pile of clothes, stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Yanzhang's collar. This is a navy blue T-shirt, which has been washed until it faded. It was bought at a nearby stall when he was in college, and it cost 30 yuan.

The collar, which was not very strong, was pulled up by Duan Jiangqiu, and then it was scrapped with a stab.

His eyes are like a peach blossom falling in a deep pool, and under the pale pink petals is a bottomless pool.

"Clothes are bought and worn. Isn't it putting the cart before the horse when you put it on the shelf?" Duan Jiangqiu bent down and threw Meng Yanzhang's old clothes into the trash can. "You can leave them because of nostalgia, but if you leave them to wronged yourself, then I will throw them all into the trash can."

There is no smile in his eyes, just like the cold wind in winter. "Nothing can make you wronged yourself, only clothes don't deserve you, and there is no clothes you don't deserve."

His attitude is so disdainful and arrogant that it is almost rude, but Meng Yanzhang can only look at him stupefied and say nothing to refute.

Licking his lips, Meng Yanzhang stared into Duan Jiangqiu's eyes and asked, "What if there is?"

"Then I'll level it." Duan Jiangqiu had a confident smile on his face, so arrogant words came out of his mouth, which was surprisingly convincing for some reason.

Meng Yanzhang's mouth was touched with a smile. It was the first time he heard someone tell him not to wronged himself. Everyone told him to bear with it. You don't have to wear too good clothes, just wear them. Save money and send money home. You are the only college student in our family, and it is not easy for your parents to come out for you.

You are the elder brother, you have to give way to your younger brother.

This role has been given to someone else, so bear with it and give you a better one next time.

He is younger than you, and he needs more opportunities to make a name for himself. It's nothing for a person as big as you to suffer a little injustice.

Everything in the past is vivid, and Meng Yanzhang takes a deep breath. "You are right."

He personally folded the clothes that Duan Jiangqiu gave him into the suitcase one by one. He found the original clothes and packed them in bags. "Donate them to those who need them. I have washed them all."

Duan Jiangqiu heard his plan and sighed with emotion. Sure enough, Meng Yanzhang is still so kind-hearted.

"Do you have skin care?" Duan Jiangqiu saw that all he brought were clothes and skin care products. It was a little unbelievable that there would be such a rough artist in this world.

"skin care?" Meng Yanzhang took out a jar of dusty cream. "My roommate gave it to me."

This was given to Deng Yewei when he first checked in, in order to have a good relationship with Meng Yanzhang, and he kept it dusty and didn't use it much.

Duan Jiangqiu took the box and wiped it with a paper towel in disgust. "There are no products, and you are not afraid of bad faces when you use them."

On the other hand, it has expired for a long time.

"It's expired." Duan Jiangqiu threw it into the trash can, turned and walked into his room, holding a bunch of unopened bottles and cans.

"This is water emulsion, and the weather in H city is hot. This one is very light and will not increase or decrease the burden on the skin." After Duan Jiangqiu introduced Meng Yanzhang one by one, Meng Yanzhang felt that his brain was buzzing and a little digested.

"No ... don't bother ..." Meng Yanzhang lived for twenty-six years, and at most he brushed his sister's baby cream in winter.

Just after that, Meng Yanzhang was stared by Duan Jiangqiu. "You have to remember all the time that you are in the entertainment circle and have an outstanding face, which will make your road a lot easier. I know you are a powerful person, but if you do both, won't you get twice the result with half the effort?"

Afterwards, Meng Yanzhang looked at the bottles and masks put in his suitcase, thinking that Duan Jiangqiu's eloquence, when he entered the pyramid scheme den, could also become the pyramid scheme leader in minutes.

Two days later, Meng Yanzhang took his suitcase, which was much heavier than expected, and boarded the plane to H city.

"At this point, he has already taken off." Duan Jiangqiu was mumbling with a pen in his hand.

Liang Wensi put the coffee at Duan Jiangqiu's hand. "Mr. Duan, Pengfei had Hong Bin tied up. Yesterday, he was sent back to the city. He broke his legs and his voice was hoarse. Now he is in the hospital and just woke up this morning. It seems that his mental state is not good."

"I just put a sentence, and I am so vicious to my own people." Duan Jiangqiu took a sip of coffee and shook his head.

On the day when Meng Yanzhang moved in, he saw a wound in the corner of his mouth and asked, and Meng Yanzhang shook his head awkwardly. "It's all over."

He didn't ask again. The next day, he asked Liang Wensi to check who Meng Yanzhang had contacted that day. Later, he found out that Hong Bin, Meng Yanzhang's agent, was openly hitting people in the corridor. The movement that day was a bit loud, and the neighbors saw it.

After that, Hong Bin ran to the gate of Yuhui and wandered around, apparently to block Meng Yanzhang.

Such blatant provocation, how could Duan Jiangqiu let him go, made an excuse directly, and let people throw Hong Bin into a panic for a few days.

He told Pengfei that Hong Bin had sinned against him. Needless to say, Pengfei's top management knew which was more important, so he immediately dismissed Hong Bin, but Duan Jiangqiu didn't think of it.

"Hong Bin's hand should be pinched a lot of Pengfei's handle, to this end. Pengfei's top management is smart, which not only solves their worries, but also sells my face. " Duan Jiangqiu turned his pen and put a sneer on his face.

"If you are smarter, buckle the pot on me. At that time, Hong Bin will only hate me, and there is no mind to find Pengfei's trouble." Duan Jiangqiu nodded his pen on the desktop. "Find someone to stare at Hong Bin."

"When Meng Yanzhen comes back, send him two bodyguards."

Liang Wensi replied, "All right, Mr. Duan."

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