Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 287 Birthday Sequelae

The night of August 2005, 8, was destined to keep many people awake.

Changping, the residence of Concubine Liu Yi.

Ankang, Liu Xiaoli and my aunt sat at the table, listening to Yang Siwei's public relations plan.

"Some of the guests here today might be taking photos. We can't stop these photos from getting out. Lu..."

As soon as the slightly plump agent said the word "road", he saw the expressions of Xiao Liu's three closest relatives in front of him change.

"He gave a warning at the end, and the guests present today are mostly friends."

"Sister Mei from Hong Kong and Taiwan, Jay Chou, and his assistant Dani will go and talk to them. If anyone is taking photos tonight, please try to delete them."

"Companies like Pepsi and Time align with our stance. They won't let Sissi become too controversial, or at least they won't add fuel to the fire. That's fine with us."

"The most troublesome thing is the domestic entertainment industry and those celebrities, big and small. They all say good things, but their hearts are hidden, so it's hard to tell."

Yang Siwei gave everyone a list of today's guests.

"Uncle and aunt, take a look at the list in your hands. Those who are ticked, like Zhou Xun, Mei Jie, and Jie Lun, are absolutely trustworthy."

"Those who draw circles are all business people. Those with vested interests won't go too far."

"The most important thing is the ones marked with triangles. I still have to go through the PR process one by one and make sure that at least not too many photos are leaked."

Liu Xiaoli frowned and looked at it for a long time. It was her aunt who was the first to wonder: "Siwei, aren't Xu Rong and Liu Shishi from your studio? This..."

"Aunt, this kind of person is the most dangerous. People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs, so we have to be on guard."

Yang Siwei is not stupid. On the contrary, she is much smarter than Xu Rong, whose shrewdness is written all over her face. Does she think that no one notices her daily resentment?

Ankang nodded and said, "I'll find a way to greet the people above. Also, over on Lukuan..."

He stopped talking halfway.

Even though Concubine Liu Yi had locked herself in the room now, she certainly couldn't hear what everyone was talking about.

But after experiencing the tears just now, Xiao Liu's close relatives are still in shock.

This birthday was a bit too cruel for this girl who just turned eighteen.

Yang Siwei continued, "I've contacted Wenjie, and their PR department will be cooperating. At least they've dealt with most of the media present today, so they'll understand a bit."

Today is not only the public relations for Liu Yifei, but also the public relations for Boss Lu.

In the past, people said that he was lustful and unruly, but these were just jokes and ridicules.

But now he is having an emotional entanglement with an 18-year-old girl in public, and is also suspected of having a child with a domestic entertainment actress out of wedlock.

Although the impact is not fatal, this trend needs to be suppressed temporarily during the Olympic bidding and director competition stages.

Liu Xiaoli sighed and tried to support herself: "I'll go see Xixi, Siwei, you've worked hard."

Yang Siwei responded. Although it would be hard work, she could only do her best.

Photos can be deleted, videos can be deleted, but can you stop people from talking?
Especially for an industry leader like Liu Yifei, if she is not careful, she will repeat last year's mistakes and become the target of hunting in the domestic entertainment industry.

What worries Yang Siwei the most is undoubtedly that after the relationship between Liu Yifei and Boss Lu has become strained, will he still protect her from public opinion like he did last year?

Even if Blog.com is willing to make an effort, other portals and forums, big and small, will almost all become recruitment and distribution centers for black fans.

Yang Siwei divided the work exhaustedly, and made phone calls one by one according to the list, looking for middlemen and contacts to intercede, reason with people, and do public relations.

What was strange was that there were two people in her studio but she couldn't get through despite calling them several times.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's just stick to this story. Princess Yi was grateful for Director Lu Kuan's training and expressed her gratitude at the birthday party. It has nothing to do with anything else."

"thinking!"

Yang Siwei was just about to clarify the situation with a few media outlets he had good relations with, but he didn't expect his own artist to walk out as if nothing had happened.

She walked to the living room with an expressionless face, had already changed into her home clothes, and poured herself a glass of cold water.

"Hang up for a moment. I have something to tell you."

Yang Siwei looked at Liu Xiaoli who was following behind her, winked at her, said "wait a moment" to the person on the other end of the phone and hung up.

"Mom, come over here too."

"Where are Dad and Auntie?"

Liu Xiaoli frowned and said, "Your father went to greet the bosses of several commercial companies."

"Your aunt is looking for your grandfather's former friend at the People's Daily to handle the matter."

Concubine Liu Yi nodded and drank the water in the cup in one gulp. She felt like a flower bud being watered by sweet rain, and all the melancholy look she had when she just returned home disappeared.

She sat opposite Yang Siwei and Liu Xiaoli and took a deep breath.

"I don't want to think about you talking to reporters like that."

Yang Siwei blurted out: "Xixi, stop being so emotional and willful..."

"No!"

"I'm not being emotional. I'm sober and rational now."

"You can delete photos, but you can never shut your mouth."

"Do you remember the formula he mentioned about how rumors spread? Don't make this matter more complicated."

Concubine Liu Yi's expression became calmer as she spoke, as if she had something to think about that could ease her grief a lot.

"I just confessed my feelings to Lu Kuan, and then failed. It's that simple."

"I am an adult woman. I have the freedom and right to pursue what I want. I have done nothing wrong."

Yang Siwei and Liu Xiaoli looked at each other. The latter almost bit her back teeth off listening to the pain and sorrow between her daughter's words.

"Also, I want to inform you of something."

Liu Yifei turned on her cell phone and showed them the MMS message from Zhang Chunru.

"Sister Chunru personally helped me write the application documents for the University of Chicago. I went to the school these two days to apply for early graduation. I have already told Teacher Wang about it."

"Then she will help me find a professor in the United States to write a letter of recommendation. In China, I will ask Principal Zhang and Teacher Feng to ask the dean of the People's Art Theatre for help."

"Siwei, please help me prepare the film festival awards and nominations I've received in the past two years, as well as the box office data. These are all important application materials."

Prestigious North American universities have lenient admission requirements for actors and sports stars.

Jodie Foster made her debut at the age of 3 and became famous at the age of 15. She only had basic academic qualifications, but was admitted to Yale because of several nominations for Oscars.

Matt Damon also entered Harvard with the reputation and honors he accumulated in films such as "Good Will Hunting" and "The Bourne Supremacy".

Celebrities with high industry recognition and wide influence can bring a certain reputation and attention to the school, which is a win-win situation for both the school and the celebrity.

Yang Siwei and Liu Xiaoli watched her calmly return to her room and sighed inwardly. They had clearly heard that it was a notice.

Before today, she had already been considered independent.

After today, perhaps the only person who could influence her decision would be gone.

Liu Yifei forced herself to tell the two of them so much, and walked back to the room feeling a little dizzy.

That day, she had exhausted all her energy.

The door creaked open, and just like countless heartbroken girls in her previous life, the figure of that man suddenly appeared in Xiao Liu's mind.

Last year, when I was hacked, at that moment when I was most helpless, Lu Kuan was standing here and broke into my heart arrogantly.

In the same place, he squeezed his heart hard on his most important day.

Liu Yifei leaned against the door, unable to maintain her composure in front of Yang Siwei and Liu Xiaoli any longer. She just felt like bursting into tears.

But her family was away and she didn't want to worry them.

"Dong dong!"

"Sissi, it's Mom."

Xiao Liu took a deep breath to calm himself down, turned around to open the door, and tried to put on a not-so-beautiful smile for his mother.

Her eyes were filled with sadness that was about to burst, and the bitter smile she forced out was like a withered flower swaying in the wind and rain.

Liu Xiaoli's tears immediately flowed down and she could no longer hold them back.

The chaos and noise of the day kept countless people busy, some refuting rumors, some doing public relations, some sighing with regret, and some gloating over other people's misfortune.

Does anyone remember that today is actually just her birthday?

Whoever's flesh falls off will feel the pain. Liu Xiaoli wiped away her sad tears and said, "Xixi, wait a moment."

Xiao Liu stared blankly at his mother who came back with a box of cake in her hand.

"I asked your aunt to bring it back from Wuhan. It's from the Star Wish Cake Shop that you loved most when you were a kid."

"I haven't had it since I moved to the United States when I was ten. You must have been craving it for a long time, right?"

Liu Xiaoli looked at her daughter with anticipation. It was originally a surprise for Xixi, but she didn't expect the surprise to come after the scare.

I just hope that this little bit of sweetness in her mouth can slightly offset the bitterness in her heart.

"Mom! Mom! Woo-woo-woo!"

Suddenly, I heard that people in the world felt pity for my girl, and my tears suddenly turned into a torrential rain.

The little girl, who was already much taller than Liu Xiaoli, lost control of her emotions instantly. She threw all her patience, rationality, and reserve out of the window. She just wanted to cry bitterly!
Xiao Liu wanted to rub his whole body into his mother's arms, linger in this warm harbor, and ignore the rough waves elsewhere.

Children usually have a special emotional bond with their parents. If they are injured, they can get up and continue walking on their own.

But with just a greeting, a look, or a word of concern from parents, children will instantly break the psychological self-restraint mechanism and release their emotions unrestrainedly.

Cold tears fell on Liu Xiaoli's neck. She patted her daughter's back with her hand without saying a word.

Eighteen years ago today, she saw this little angel for the first time. She never thought that eighteen years later...

Hey.

What made her even more worried was that Xixi had also decided to study and live in the United States, and it seemed that this was a decision that could not be changed.

As if trapped in a painful cycle, she thought of herself.

He was also hurt in the same way and escaped in the same way, going to the United States.

Liu Xiaoli is afraid that her daughter will repeat her mistakes, which will be a lifelong demon for her.

After crying for a while, she saw that her daughter's mood had calmed down a little, and she couldn't help but ask: "Xixi, you are going to America..."

Xiao Liu let her go and tried to dispel her mother's concerns: "Other girls don't go to college until they're 18."

"I'm going to find Sister Chunru to prepare for a movie role, and I'm also studying to improve myself. It's okay."

Liu Xiaoli knew that she couldn't persuade her daughter at all, so she could only hold her hand helplessly: "Then I'll contact Chunru and find a house over there."

"Um, okay."

As if sensing his mother's worry, Xiao Liu put down the cake in his hand and sat down beside her solemnly.

She smiled sincerely for the first time since returning home today.

"Mom, do you remember when you were little and every time you went to a performance, I would sit on the back of your bicycle?"

"You were worried that my butt would hurt, so you asked my aunt to sew a cushion with a cartoon character image on it. I followed you to various theaters every day, watching you dance and shine on the stage again and again."

"When I was fourteen, you asked me what I wanted to do in the future. I said I wanted to be an actor. Actually, that was all because of your influence!"

"I know that being an actor is very hard and tiring, and that you have to endure so much criticism and slander, just like when you took me everywhere."

"For me, you gave up being a dancer, gave up your 'Spring River Moon Night', gave up your 'Dying Swan'..."

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips tightly and stroked her daughter's cheek with her right hand. She was afraid that she would shed all the tears for the rest of her life today.

Concubine Liu Yi wiped the tears from her face and promised her mother, and more importantly, herself: "Don't worry, Mom. I am stronger now than ever before."

"well."

Late at night, the loving mother could no longer bear the burden of the day's chaotic emotions and returned to her room to rest.

After taking a shower, Xiao Liu knocked on the door of Yang Siwei's room where he stayed overnight.

The slightly plump agent glanced at her expressionlessly and continued to nod and bow into the phone.

"Hey, Sister Li, we're old friends, you have to help me with this!"

"That's right! Next time Yifei organizes an event with Blog.com, can you bring your artist along? It's easy to talk about."

"Oh, oh, okay, I won't disturb your rest for now."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Siwei seemed not to see Xiao Liu enter the room. He remained silent and continued to mark on the long list.

Concubine Liu Yi walked up to her, biting her lower lip with a pitiful look: "Siwei, I'm sorry."

"Being coquettish doesn't work on me."

Xiao Liu reached out and tickled her: "How about this, haha!"

"Oh! Stop it, I'm really impressed by you."

Yang Siwei pushed her hand away and looked speechlessly at the little girl who seemed to have come back to life, knowing that she was just holding on.

I could hear the crying clearly from next door.

Even though he was in so much pain, he still thought of coming to care about himself who was working late into the night. Yang Siwei felt "love and hate" in his heart.

"See? There are still more than twenty calls. It's too late to make them. The only way is tomorrow morning."

"I have arranged for the studio staff to send flowers and coffee to all the guests tomorrow morning as a thank you for your cooperation and also as a reminder."

The slightly overweight agent sighed and said, "I hope these people can show some mercy and be more polite with their words."

Liu Yifei smiled calmly: "Siwei, are you tired of being my agent?"

"Yup!"

"You're lazy, unwilling to market, and don't know how to post beautiful photos."

"The interviews were casual, and if they didn't like the topic, they would just give people the cold shoulder."

"Your clothes are so tacky! You won't listen to anything I say."

Yang Siwei suddenly exploded, enumerating the shortcomings of the domestic entertainment industry, and almost came up with seven deadly sins.

Looking at Xiao Liu's pouting mouth, Yang Siwei burst out laughing and held her hand.

"But I do!"

"You know, before Sister Mei left today, she told me that you did something she would never dare to do in her entire life, and she admires you so much!"

"And Zhou Xun, you made her cry, and she even said you should call me Mr. Qian. How brave!"

"And Hu Ge, Ya Wen, your classmates, and that Tang Yan from Eagle King all came over and asked me to convey their condolences to you. So many people really love you!"

Yang Siwei sighed deeply.

"To be honest, I really don't support you doing what you did today."

"But since you did it, I will definitely support you."

Xiao Liu couldn't help but laugh again, looking at the long list of phone numbers with a distressed look: "Thank you for your hard work, Siwei..."

"Hard? Not hard!"

She shook the list in her hand and said nonchalantly, "It's just a phone call, it's that simple!"

"When I was soliciting sponsorship for the Communication University of China Student Union's External Relations Department, I had to make hundreds of calls for each event. It was so easy!"

"Now, I will take note of all those who don't give me face, and I will find an opportunity to punish them severely..."

A hug from Xiao Liu put an abrupt end to her harsh words. All she could hear was the assurance from the top young actress in the Chinese entertainment industry: "Siwei, I will make you the best agent in China."

Yang Siwei was stunned for a moment, then patted her back gently: "I believe it."

She had something in her heart that she didn't say.

Because you are different from all the other female stars.

Watching the graceful figure of Liu Yifei wiping her tears as she left, Yang Siwei collapsed exhausted on the bed, his mind filled with the scene of him persuading her to be Huang Rong.

If you don’t want to be Guo Xiang, then be Huang Rong.

If you can't be Huang Rong, you can't be Zhao Min either, right?
Now, Zhao Min failed and became Zhou Zhiruo who was kidnapped.

Yang Siwei felt so distressed.

A desk lamp, dim and hazy, was placed on Liu Yifei's desk. She spread out a notebook with a blue cover and thought for a long time while holding the pen.

The darkness around her surged like a tide, as if to swallow up the bright color and her herself.

The pen lightly stroked the page.

August 2005, 8, the weather was sunny and then cloudy.

Sad day.

Today, I put an end to my three and a half years of youth. Although this was so difficult to write, I have no regrets.

The three words "I love you" focus on me.

I just need to do what I think is right, be true to myself, and not hurt others.

Five hours later, I finally had the courage to recall the farce that had just ended.

Is that photo a conspiracy of someone?

Are they trying to discredit him and prevent him from bidding for the Olympics?
Only Changchang knows what I am going to do, and it probably won’t be directed at me.

But none of this matters anymore. Even if it's fake, it's always true that he's unwilling to completely cut off those romantic relationships.

However, today was the first time I saw this chess player so panicked.

Why did he have such a strong reaction to Huang Yimei's name?
Why was he calling out to his character in the movie while he was in a coma? And also to Huang Yimei?
Why did he hug me like crazy after I said that?
His heart was beating very fast, as if...

Scared?
What a psychopath.

I really don’t know how to face him in the future.

Enemy? Colleague? Stranger?
Forget it, it’s twelve o’clock. I’ll just stop writing here and go to bed.

Goodbye, Concubine Liu Yi.

Hello, I am Liu Yifei, 18 years and one day old.
-
When Xiao Liu returned to the Changping villa with his family, Lu Kuanzheng met Dong Shuangqiang.

"It's a summons, not detention."

"Okay, let's go back first."

Dong Shuangqiang got a definite answer from his friend, and Boss Lu felt a little relieved.

It's okay to be summoned, but even if it's a detention summons, it only forces the suspects and defendants to appear for questioning, and the duration shall not exceed twelve hours.

If the case is particularly serious and complicated and further detention or arrest measures are required, the time shall not exceed twenty-four hours.

Given Zhuang Xu's current status as a district representative, if the authorities want to take measures such as detention or residential surveillance to restrict his personal freedom, they must first report it in writing to the district council.

For Boss Lu and Zhuang Xu, this was a misfortune they had anticipated long ago, and their goal was to lead Zhou Jun into a dead end step by step.

Zhou Jun's current strategy is nothing more than starting with CICC, forcing Zhuang Xu to reveal the actual controller of Blog.com and even more evidence unfavorable to Lu Kuan on false charges, and then tampering with the bid submission and subsequent bid presentation for the Olympic opening ceremony on August 8.

Since he wants to have this beautiful dream, I will give him this fairy pillow.

It's just that the original medicine lead was Sun Wenwen, but now... I'm afraid one more person will be needed.

The Bentley Elegant was speeding on the elevated road. Boss Lu leaned back in the back seat with his eyes closed, thinking about everything that had happened today.

There is a possibility that Hua Yi and Zhou Jun used the photos to target themselves, but it is unlikely.

So what if they have an illegitimate child? It would just create some noise, but it's meaningless.

But what if it was directed at Concubine Liu Yi?
From a public perspective, all companies such as Chengtian and Huayi that cultivate the same type of young actresses are suspects.

Especially Chengtian, he often crossed the line in his later lives.

Personally, it can only be Bingbing.

Although her ambition has not yet been revealed too much in front of him.

But Lu Kuan, who had known her for two lifetimes, knew that these were the most daring and combative female stars in the domestic entertainment industry. They were fierce big stars who had personally participated in the fierce battles in the past.

But what is even more bizarre is that her suspicion was basically cleared by the arrest of the cameraman Xiaoyu that night and the results of A Fei's investigation a few days ago.

The most important thing is, how did she know that Xiao Liu was going to make such a big fuss today?
Among the people around Liu Yifei, the only one who had an old acquaintance with Fan Bingbing was Yang Siwei, who had once followed Wang Jinhua, but given her position, it was definitely impossible.

Unless someone confesses, this farce tonight will probably become an unsolved case.

But for him, doubt is the basis of his own conviction.

"Boss, we're here."

Ah Fei looked through the rearview mirror and saw that he suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, which looked so chilling.

It had been three years, and this was the first time the cold-faced bodyguard had seen his expression so serious.

I don’t know if it’s because of Zhuang Xu or because of Concubine Liu Yi.

Ah Fei couldn't help but sigh for Fan Bingbing who was waiting in the courtyard.

After the two entered the room, Ah Fei turned around and locked the door, then stood guard at the main door.

Bingbing in the room has been waiting for almost two hours.

She didn't turn on the lights and sat in the dark room for half an hour before she finally came out of the fear that was like sifting chaff.

What happened that night spread throughout the capital, the entire entertainment industry, and the entire country in no time.

In addition to the failure of the top young actress in the domestic entertainment industry to confess her love, the fashion queen and the talented director are suspected of having an affair.

There is also explosive news that has just been released. The president of Blog.com was summoned by relevant departments, which is suspected to be related to business violations at his former employer.

At this point in time, Lu Kuan called her here in advance to wait. Could it be that he wanted her to sleep with him?

There was no point in worrying any more, she had already done the best she could.

Since he had already put "life and death" aside, Bingbing simply relaxed completely so that he could cope with the upcoming interrogation.

She sat in the man's study, looking around and touching things greedily.

Sometimes I would flip through his handwritten script, looking at the powerful strokes word by word;
After a while, she turned on the desk lamp, lit a stick of incense with a match, lay on the table watching the white smoke curling up, and imagined how he usually looked like working at his desk.

Bingbing suddenly came across a file of storyboard drawings. When he opened it, he saw that they included everything from "The Drummer" and "The Thief" to "Alien Land" and "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".

She wiped her hands carefully and looked through the pages one by one.

Soon I came across his hand-drawn picture of Liu Yifei, a pretty cafe waitress.

Then there is Zhou Xun, the complex and warm mother in "The Thief".

Ha, and myself!

Looking at the bold eyebrows and curvy figure in this painting, it really is a lifelike image of a schoolgirl who hangs out in a brothel.

She suddenly had the idea of ​​secretly taking the painting away.

After carefully organizing the storyboard drawings and stuffing them back into the file, she looked at the densely packed reference books and manuscripts in the study and was filled with admiration.

That’s how all those great movies come from, right?
Come to think of it, I rarely have the opportunity to come here.

Just as she was lost in thought, Boss Lu pushed open the door of the main house. The dense walnut door slammed against the back of the door with a loud "bang", waking Bingbing from her reverie.

He is back.

Bingbing took a deep breath, his throat rolling, and tried his best to relax.

Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor depend on him.

She came out of the study, and Ah Fei opened the door and motioned for the actress to come in.

"Thank you, A Fei."

He always remains calm in times of crisis, and even at critical moments, Bingbing still does not forget to use these simple means to win people's hearts.

Inside the house, Boss Lu was making tea.

"Are you here? Sit down."

Hearing the casual tone in his words, Bingbing's anxiety dissipated a little, and he reached out to take the tea set: "Let me do it?"

"Sit down."

Boss Lu refused calmly, took a tea knife in his hand, gently pried some tea cakes, and started to make tea.

Prepare the tea leaves and tea sets, and start washing and warming the sets with boiling water.

Then use a teaspoon to transfer the tea leaves from the teapot into the teapot.

Bingbing just watched his slow and steady movements, and suddenly the tea art video of Liu Yifei that became popular recently popped up in his mind.

It seems that the man in front of her is much more skilled than her.

Boss Lu, who was concentrating on making tea, suddenly spoke up: "Bingbing."

"Ah?" The famous actress was startled.

He smiled and gestured to the tea leaves in his hand: "This step is called tea throwing. Aside from granular tea like oolong tea, there are generally three types of tea leaves."

"For green teas with delicate leaves and intact buds and many hairs, such as Biluochun and Xinyang Maojian, water should be added first, then the tea leaves. This is called the top-adding method."

"For most young leaf teas, like West Lake Longjing, which have a relatively compact tea leaf shape, you can first add one-third of water, then add the tea leaves, and then add water. This is called middle pouring."

"Tea leaves like Lu'an Guapian, which have mature leaves and loose tea leaves, are more resistant to brewing, so you need to add tea leaves and then water. This is called lower pouring."

Bingbing was so happy to hear this that he was about to join in the fun when he suddenly heard Boss Lu change the subject.

“Actually… people are the same.”

“People are like tea leaves. The order in which you add tea leaves and water represents the life she has lived.”

"If you're drinking Biluochun, don't think about adding tea first and then water like you do with Guapian or Longjing. Otherwise, you'll get scalded or burned by the high water temperature or the impact of the water flow."

Boss Lu smiled and held up the transparent teacup to gesture to her: "Did you see it?"

“This is called snowflake dancing.”

Bingbing looked panicked as he watched the emerald green tea leaves in front of him slowly sinking and expanding in the water.

During this process, you can clearly observe the changes in the shape of the tea leaves. They first float on the water surface, then gradually absorb water and sink. The buds and leaves slowly unfold, releasing a delicate fragrance.

So this is called snowflakes dancing.

Lu Kuan poured her a cup and said, "If you brew it right, it will be like snowflakes dancing in the air. If you brew it wrong, it will be scalding to death."

"Biluochun is Biluochun, it can't be Longjing, and Longjing is Longjing, it can't be Guapian."

“Only a tea doctor knows exactly the characteristics and brewing methods of each type of tea, so that their tenderness, fragrance and green color can be fully displayed.”

"Unless you're a tea doctor like me, if it's just tea leaves, don't be too smart."

"If you're not careful, you'll be doomed."

Boss Lu sighed deeply, leaning back in his chair and sipping tea silently. His eyes were wandering, making it impossible for Bingbing to grasp his emotions.

She also sipped the tea gently. The sweetness at the beginning was bitter aftertaste. She was hesitating whether to bring up the big news of tonight.

"Have Zhou Jun and Hua Yi contacted you?"

"not yet."

"Who do you think took the photo and posted it?"

The leading actress said decisively: "Zhou Jun and Li Xue."

"Li Binbin is hooking up with him, and the two of them are very close."

"You're Huayi's highest-earning actress. If Zhou Jun attacks you, isn't that just going against his own shares?"

"He's having trouble with Big Dog and Little Dog. His goal now is probably to bring you down."

After several questions and answers, Bingbing's answers were flawless, and he didn't seem to consider whether the fact that he thought so clearly was a flaw in itself.
The famous actress didn't think so much, because she knew that when talking to Lu Kuan, she should try not to use her brain and just answer whatever was asked.

Otherwise there are traps everywhere.

With a "click", Lu Kuan took out a small object from his pocket and threw it on the tea table.

Bingbing recognized the electronic product that has become popular in the past two years, the USB flash drive.

She just bought one.

In 2005, the USB flash drive had reached 256M, but the one that Boss Lu took out was a custom-made one with a capacity of 1G.

"Give this to Zhou Jun."

"what?"

Bingbing couldn't help but pick up the USB drive and observe it: "This is..."

Boss Lu uttered a few words softly, "Ask the team about the bidding proposal for the Olympic opening and closing ceremonies."

"What!?"

Bingbing screamed as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and put the USB drive back on the tea table. He stood up in panic, knocking over the chair behind him.

The young director before him remained nonchalant, "Li Xue and Li Binbin slandered you. Just offering Vogue as a bargaining chip isn't enough, especially after what happened tonight."

"Take the plan to Zhou Jun and Big Dog. He dreams of sabotaging my bid. Just as he wished."

"This is your token of allegiance."

The plans for the opening and closing ceremonies of the Olympic Games were top secret until they were made public, and rehearsals for the subsequent Beijing Olympic Games were all held in the early morning hours.

Once this plan gets out, the Lukuan team will have no hope of winning the bid.

Even if he could join the final creative team with his own strength, he would not be eligible to compete for the positions of chief or deputy director as long as the final plan for the Olympics was not based on his proposal.

If Zhou Jun takes this sweet poison bait, the Wenjie bidding team will immediately call the police depending on the situation and "rush to prepare" another bidding plan.

Bingbing instinctively wanted to refuse: "Will Zhou Jun believe it? After all, this photo tonight..."

"I'll let Sun Wenwen give it to you."

"What? Isn't she your assistant?"

"Fire him, otherwise how can you make Zhou Jun trust you?"

Boss Lu casually changed the life of a meritorious general who had followed him for three years, and then leisurely poured a cup of tea for Bingbing.

"besides."

"When you give it to Zhou Jun, remember to record it."

shock!
Bingbing trembled all over after hearing this, as if struck by lightning, and collapsed on the precious huanghuali wood chair.

She had no idea how he treated Sun Wenwen and couldn't do anything about it.

But asking me to secretly pass the Olympic opening and closing ceremony plan to Zhou Jun is a crime in itself! And I have to record it myself...

Leaking a plan may constitute the crime of infringing on commercial secrets, damaging commercial credibility and product reputation at the very least, or the crime of intentionally leaking state secrets at the worst.

What's more, if the leak is to overseas organizations, institutions, or individuals, it may constitute the crime of stealing, spying, buying, or illegally providing state secrets and intelligence overseas, which may be punishable by more than ten years.

This recording was clearly intended to be used to attack Zhou Jun, with his own voice cut out at best. (Note 1)

But as long as the recording exists, it is a handle that can destroy oneself at any time.

"Don't overthink it. I asked you to deliver it so I could ask Zhou Jun for more shares."

"This time, the rights issue is less than 2%, who will take it? In the three rounds before the listing, you should try to take up as many shares as possible."

Boss Lu smiled casually and told others not to think too much about it, as if this was really a trivial matter.

"Sun Wenwen has been officially dismissed. I will start a fire in Zhou Jun's backyard. When he can no longer rely on the Yue family to continue to press Zhuang Xu, then stopping me from bidding will become a top priority."

"When the time comes, you can find an opportunity to give him a big gift and negotiate with him to transfer the shares you have. Someone will transfer the money to you."

The young director leisurely tapped the rosewood chair handles with his knuckles. The dong-dong-dong rhythm made Bingbing's scalp tingle and he felt inexplicably terrified.

The famous actress only felt her throat dry. The two cups of Biluochun she had just drunk seemed to have poisoned her and made her mute. She was now speechless and had no courage to resist at all.

She wanted to defend herself, but when she looked up, she saw the man sipping tea and observing her expression.

Just a quick glance, and the cold frosty knife lurking in his eyes, like an icy snake's tongue, silently slid through people's hearts.

Bingbing suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, as if his soul had been pierced by an invisible arrow, and he shivered involuntarily.

She knew very well that Lu Kuan had no solid evidence of the accident at Liu Yifei's birthday party.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used the tea-throwing technique to hint and warn himself.

But just because of doubt, can you bear to push yourself into the endless abyss?

Standing on the edge of the cliff where he and Zhou Jun would perish together, he held the other end of the thick life-saving rope tied to his body in his hand.

If I don't obey him again, he only needs to let go of my hand...

The famous actress felt as if her whole body was pierced by his indifferent eyes, and her heart could not help but bleed.

Call it admiration, call it fear, and of course there is genuine love.

As long as he needs me, I can do anything for him, why must I be so cruel and decisive...

If I had known this would happen, I would have let Lu Kuan know that he was the one who did it.

I was just afraid that he would really agree to Concubine Liu Yi and abandon me!

What's wrong with that!?

If Lu Kuan knew that it was her who planned everything and asked her to take the USB flash drive to trade with Zhou Jun, she would not be so sad.

But now, just a suspicion was enough for him to sentence himself to death in his heart.

Now it's just a reprieve.

Because I am still useful to him.

Bingbing silently responded with "OK" and reached out to put the double-edged sword that hurt both himself and others into his bag.

At this moment, the same feeling that Xiao Liu had once had emerged in her mind.

He has such a cruel heart.

"Can I ask you for something?"

Big actresses all have big hearts. She suddenly looked up, her pretty face was still beautiful, but a little too pale, without a trace of blood.

Her two thin lips were also very pale in color. I wonder if the cup of Biluochun had taken away the spring color from her lips.

"what?"

"I just looked through your drawings. I want to take my drawing from Shoplifters."

Boss Lu stared at her for a few seconds before his brows relaxed. He sighed deeply and stood up.

Why bother.

"I'll get it for you."

He walked back to the study and took out the drawing with ease.

After thinking for a while, he took out another book by Zweig from the bookshelf and put the drawing inside.

In front of the Ice House Palace, Bingbing was holding books and drawings in his arms, as well as a double-edged sword that could hurt both himself and the enemy in his bag. He felt that this trip was really "rewarding".

She walked out with a dead heart, taking one step forward and one step deeper in the late summer moonlight.

Bingbing's strides are very small and her cadence is very slow. She doesn't know when she will come again and feels reluctant to leave.

When she reached the entrance of the alley, she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine, and then the familiar car drove up to her.

Ah Fei pushed the door open and helped her open the car door: "Sister Bingbing, the boss asked me to take you there."

"Ok!"

The famous actress burst into tears instantly, and the tears dripped onto her bloodless lips.

So salty.

Bingbing did not return to Zhonglangxia Hutong to live with his mother and brother, but returned to Huabin Golf alone.

Like Xiao Liu, it is also a desk lamp in the bedroom.

However, what Xiao Liu opened was the diary. She took out the book that Lu Kuan gave her before leaving.

Stefan Zweig, The Queen of the Guillotines.

The book tells the story of an Austrian princess who married into France and became the Crown Princess and Queen. Her ambition continued to grow, and she was eventually sent to the guillotine during the French Revolution.

Bingbing turned to the page containing the sketch and kept it with great care.

Looking down again, I suddenly found a line of words handwritten by Boss Lu on this page.

[All the gifts given by fate have been secretly marked with a price]

This is a portrayal of the life experience of the ambitious Queen of Beheading.

Was he writing this to warn himself?

A crystal teardrop slid down her cheek and dripped onto the word "fate", leaving a small dark mark.

Bingbing's tear glands collapsed instantly. He covered his mouth tightly and cried until his whole body was shaking.

She tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't get rid of the pain in her chest.

At this moment, Bingbing was so jealous of Concubine Liu Yi for having the courage and freedom to speak like this tonight.

The road is wide!

You bought my soul, how much did you pay?
I'll give it back to you...

The night of August 8th in Beijing was destined to be sleepless.

Because of the same man, 18-year-old Xiao Liu and 23-year-old Bingbing both sat under the lamp and cried.

Just a man who wants to redeem his soul from the devil.

One has jumped out of the frame.

But the devil didn't seem to intend to let her go.

　Note 1: If Fan's voice is removed, it would be considered fabricated and altered recording evidence, with no legal effect and would be excluded in court as illegal evidence. This is for another purpose.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)