Jingluo has no more beautiful women

Chapter 1
In Hengdian in January, when the sky is bright, there are thick gray-blue clouds in the sky.

At five o'clock in the morning, Xitang wrapped her coat tightly, and tremblingly walked through the red wall of the Qing Palace and Mingyuan. The sky was still dark, and there was a little bit of light between the buildings in the distance.

That was an all-night crew still working.

Walking to the Guangzhou Street and Hong Kong Street of the Anti-Japanese War Base, among the scorched earth and ruins, there are already people walking around.

The photographer directs the lighting assistant to set up the ladder.

She walked into the house and saw a row of Kuomintang soldiers in yellow military uniforms, all of them yellow and thin, and at first glance they looked like ghosts.A make-up artist stood next to a folding canvas chair. It was a young girl wearing a blue mask, with a look of lack of sleep and messy hair. She was spraying cannon fodder and blood plasma on the faces of the soldiers, and it was done in a minute. One, and then shouted with a wooden face: "Next."

Xitang went in to change costumes.

This morning, we are going to shoot a blasting scene that blows up an enemy power plant before dawn. Xitang is one of the group performers who charged into the battle. There was a loud bang when the landslide and the ground cracked, and everyone fell down in the trench, twitching and stilling. Shout cut with the horn.

do it again.

The filming continued until the sun was bright, the director was finally satisfied, and he called it a day.

The car brought them back from the wilderness to the scenic spot. Xitang changed clothes and came out, just as he ran into the leader of the group, Brother Diao. He grinned at her, showing his teeth yellowed by smoke: "Hey, big star , Hurry up."

Xitang greeted with a smile: "Brother Diao, good morning."

She changed hands and handed him a breakfast from the crew: "You didn't eat it, did you? Soy milk and buns."

Brother Diao was not polite, took the breakfast by hand, and stretched out his other hand to touch Xitang's face, but she dodged it quickly, with a smile still on her face.

Brother Diao chuckled: "You little cunning."

Xitang hurriedly cupped her hands and ran away with a smile: "Remember to report my play."

Brother Diao bit his cigarette and ticked off her name.

Group performers in Hengdian work eight hours a day and earn 60 yuan. At this price, it was only half of it four or five years ago. For scenes before six in the morning, they pay ten yuan more; If it is dirty, it will send out a little more.

When Hengdian was the busiest, it was said that there were thousands of ensemble performers, their bodies were rolling in the mud, but even the aunt who sold box lunches had dreams of stars.

After going out to check the time, Xitang went to her crew.

The agency she works for is filming an ancient court drama in Hengdian. Last night was a big night show, and work started at ten o'clock this morning.

Xitang walked across the bluestone road, she smiled silently as she walked, she also has a brokerage company, no wonder she was ridiculed every time she came to be a special group.The "Love in a Fallen City" that the company is currently filming claims to have a total investment of tens of millions. In fact, most of it has gone into the pockets of the director and the leading actors. Costumes and props are all cheaply rented, not to mention the extremely bloody plot. ——Since Xitang entered Hengdian in the past few years, all kinds of film and television production companies have popped up out of nowhere, and everyone is the same. The scenes they shoot are all like shit, they are all put on TV and cut out later The scene of Gonghong Liucui, Jinyu Mantang, handsome men and beautiful women are infatuated and lingering, and then the release publicity is exhausted, gossip fans are vigorously hyping, the copyright is also easy to sell, the producer is also making a lot of money, the TV broadcast is also hot, and the audience is watching the same Have relish.

She played the role of a servant girl of a concubine who fell out of favor in the play. She had about ten episodes. During the filming three days ago, she was unfortunately poisoned to death by the empress of the palace next door and received a lunch box.

I have lived in Hengdian for almost two years, and she was born in this industry. She has done all kinds of jobs, and she is good at all kinds of jobs. This time, the company doesn't need to hire a drama manager at all. She and another colleague will do all the work. up.

As soon as Xitang walked into the set, there was already a lot of voices inside. Actors in costumes were coming and going. Some of the headgear and makeup were already complete. At a glance, the palace ladies were like flowers full of spring palaces. A piece of red flowers and willows and greens suddenly produced a time-space shift. feeling.

Just the next second, she heard the director of the play through the window yelling into the phone in the room: "Call him up! The rent for this venue is [-] yuan per show! The whole crew has started work, waiting for him to eat!"

Xi Tang knew that the other end of the phone was the assistant of the leading actor Jiang Chao. Jiang Chao was a famous Hong Kong singing and dancing star a long time ago. , The salary is neither high nor low, the company invited him to play with Wu Zhenzhen, the age difference between the two is more than ten years, one plays the stable and mature prince, and the other plays the pure and pleasant little chivalrous woman, it is considered a new idea.

I just heard that he was recently divorced, and he was a party animal when he joined the group. If the assistant was careless, he couldn't get up.

It's no wonder that he likes to have fun at night. He was trapped in this dilapidated town for several months, rushing to work day and night, and he was going crazy.

Colleague A Kai saw Xitang under the eaves, and hurriedly waved to her: "Xitang, come here."

A girl stood beside him, wiping away her tears and talking sobbingly.

That was Xiao Ning, the assistant assigned by the company to lead actress Wu Zhenzhen.

As soon as Xiao Ning saw her, she said angrily, "Sister Xitang, I don't want to be with Zhenzhen anymore."

Wu Zhenzhen is the most popular actress in the company in recent years, and she is considered to be the first-line costume in the entire TV drama circle. She is beautiful and has a bit of a temper, even big names have a bit of a temper, but it is not enough to fall out with the assistant.

Xitang asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ning said: "Today's script has been changed. I showed it to her, but she scolded me."

Xitang looked at her, her heart lit up, and she asked, "Is there someone in her dressing room?"

Akai pulled Xitang aside, and said in a low voice: "New boyfriend, it's the first time I came to visit the set, and I'm holding on tight. It is said that the next film will be invested, and the big production will hold Zhenzhen as the leading role. The boss will offer it like a god of wealth." .”

Xitang already understood.

She also vaguely heard some rumors that filming in Hengdian was extremely boring, and this fresh and spicy gossip spread quickly.Wu Zhenzhen became famous very early, and she is still very young now, but she has earned a lot of money, so she has always been proud and arrogant. It is said that the price of a dinner is six figures, and it is still priceless, but in the entertainment circle, the wealthy businessman circle There is a tradition that the more expensive and arrogant an actress is, the more face she brings out.

It was rare for the God of Wealth to fall into Wu Zhenzhen's eyes, so he must be a rare figure.

Just now she had noticed that Xiao Ning was wearing a white down jacket today. Under the down jacket was a layer of black tulle, and the peaks were shaking.

Xitang secretly admired it.

She took the notebook from Xiaoning's hands, but her tone was calm and majestic: "Let me go and talk, you take a break, and the scene B will be with her as usual."

Xiao Ning obediently responded.

Xitang walked to Wu Zhenzhen's dressing room.

There were over a hundred people in the entire crew, only Wu Zhenzhen had her own dressing room, and even the leading actor Jiang Chao, who was screaming with a large number of loyal fans visiting the set as soon as he walked out of this door, only shared a lounge with the second male lead.It seems that the matter of Wu Zhenzhen attracting investment is probably true.

Xitang knocked on the door and said gently, "Zhenzhen, I'm here to deliver the script."

This eldest lady likes everyone to call her Zhenzhen, from the chief director to the cleaning aunt, so as to make her appear friendly.

A delicate female voice came from inside: "Come in."

Xitang opened the door and went in. Wu Zhenzhen had already put on her costume, a peony embroidered red palace dress, revealing a white chest. She was sitting in front of the dressing table, talking to the mirror with yellow decals, and her voice dragged on: "I saw it at Hang Lung last week..."

There was a person sitting on the sofa with his back to the door, and before she finished speaking, he responded casually: "Go and buy what you like, don't come and tell me."

And this sound was like a bolt of lightning rumbling down, Xi Tang felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he couldn't move at that moment.

The man's voice was deep and mellow, like the sound played by the fullest strings on a cello, but it was cold, like a brook floating with broken ice flowing over a hard rock.

It's like the evening when the first snow falls in winter, the sky is gray and the courtyard is vast, I want to have someone beside me, I want to warm up the wine, I want to get drunk, I want to go to the end of time with him.

Many years ago, also in the darkness, she walked into the feasting room. There were only vague figures on the poker table, but she couldn't see her real face. She only heard a man's deep voice with a little smile: "Wait a minute, touch four cylinder."

At that moment, she only felt that her skin was tight, her head was dizzy, and her body was eager to be touched.

No matter how many years have passed, even in her dreams, she often hears this voice, a voice that she will never forget in her entire life.

As a student who majored in acting, she pays attention to the voice and performance, and her favorite traits of an actor are a good voice and good lines—deep, full, sexy, and full of emotion. That's more than half of it, which is much more useful than having a good-looking face.

Later, she met Zhao Pingjin, and found that a man with such a nice voice also had a face that could fascinate all living beings. God was really blind, and he took everything.

Compared with his face, Xitang still loves his voice the most. How much he loves it. At that time, when the lights are turned off at night, the two of them lean on the bed and talk about love. In the darkness, she seems to be able to see His voice floated in the air in front of him.

It was one of the happiest times in her memory.

Xitang felt the paper shaking in his hand, and when he looked carefully, it turned out that his hand was shaking.

Wu Zhenzhen's eyes fluttered, and she said coquettishly: "I hate it, I didn't say that, I mean I saw Mr. Gao, and his new girlfriend even played with me... But I tried a bag in the store... "

"Xitang? Xitang?" Hearing Wu Zhenzhen calling her, Xitang finally came to her senses.

Xitang took a deep breath, took another deep breath, and grabbed her trembling wrist—what are you panicking about, what are you afraid of, it has been so many years, and you are no longer the same way.

Xitang walked up to Wu Zhenzhen without squinting, squatted down beside her, turned her back to the person on the sofa, handed her the script, and spoke softly: "There will be changes in this scene later..."

Wu Zhenzhen glanced at her. She was wearing a bloated black padded jacket, her face was sallow, and she had heavy dark circles. She had gone to the theater again in the morning.She squatted next to her, her eyes didn't move, she was very disciplined, and there was always a soft smile on the corner of her mouth. Of course, this was for the director and leading actor in the crew. She was so trained that she dared not make a sound. She was a pretty girl who was said to have graduated from a film school. She seemed to have acted as a stand-in for herself a few times, but she had never been popular. Now that she was getting older, she might really have to change careers and work behind the scenes.

She smiled with satisfaction, and said delicately, "Xiao Ning is bothering you again?"

Xitang said: "I have already criticized her, she will play with you later."

Wu Zhenzhen was noncommittal.

Xitang didn't dare to move her gaze, she only felt that the man was still sitting on the sofa, but stopped talking, so she felt that her whole body was numb.

Xitang said again: "A Lin asked for leave today, and the production staff couldn't find anyone temporarily. There will be a scene of hanging Wia in scene B in a while, and I have to trouble you to shoot it yourself."

Sure enough, Wu Zhenzhen yelled, "How could this be!"

Xitang smiled apologetically: "Everyone says you are dedicated, today a reporter came to visit the class, and I will arrange for you to be interviewed."

Wu Zhenzhen nodded reluctantly.

The waiting room came outside, Xitang said, "I'm going out."

She stood up and walked out, Wu Zhenzhen stood up after her, but acted like a spoiled child to the people in the room: "I still want to shoot the scene of hanging Wia, people are afraid of heights."

But Wu Zhenzhen did not get a response.

Xitang was already outside the door in a blink of an eye, and Wu Zhenzhen probably didn't know that that person was really afraid of heights, and he hated others for being afraid of heights the most.

She came out, and Wu Zhenzhen also came out.The director walked by the corridor, Wu Zhenzhen immediately went up to meet him, took the director's arm and went to the set.

Xitang felt as if she was exhausted, she stood for a while holding on to the pillars under the eaves, and finally felt that the air could be sucked into her lungs again, so she walked inside.

Suddenly she heard someone behind her say, "Stop."

At that moment, her heart stopped beating.

She didn't look back and kept going.

The people behind lowered their voices, but they said in a slightly annoyed voice, "Huang Xitang."

Xitang had no choice but to stop, clenched her trembling hands into fists, and turned her head slowly, but she still remembered a little smile: "What a coincidence."

Xitang's gaze flicked across his face, without daring to look closely, then lowered slightly, and settled on the second amber button of his black coat.

Of course she remembered his appearance. Five years had passed, and he hadn't aged at all. He had a face as white as ivory and pure enamel. Frowning, his eyes were like a deep and dark sea.

She knew that he was looking at her face intently, his gaze was like a blade of ice, engraved on it one by one.

His tall and thin figure was like a black wall, and there was an inexplicable anger all over his body.He didn't say a word, but Xitang knew he was angry.The person she used to be so familiar with, just standing beside him, she was enough to feel every trace of his slightest emotion.

Yes, she knows that Zhao Pingjin hates her, he is such an arrogant and arrogant person, if you humiliate him a little, he will definitely wish to pay you back, wishing to torture you so that your life is worse than death, but she is still standing here with all hands and feet in good shape .

He blocked in front of her, and she had nowhere to escape.

In winter, Xitang's entire back was sweating all the time.

He suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "You did well, you're all in the group."

Xitang smiled faintly from the bottom of his heart, Zhao Pingjin was still the same, he was often dishonest with acquaintances and people who were not worthy of his politeness, and he had to ask for something cheap.

She also answered with a little sarcasm: "Toefl, it's passable."

Zhao Pingjin asked: "Why didn't you become the number one female?"

Xitang glanced at him with a smile: "There are so many beauties, how could it be my turn?"

At this time, someone from the corridor shouted in a long voice: "Master Xi——I'm laying props!"

Xitang responded, then nodded to the person in front of him: "Goodbye."

Zhao Pingjin watched the figure flee like flying.

After so many years, she was silent, and he thought she was dead long ago.

Who knows that she is still in this circle, and she doesn't look like she is filming.Huang Xitang, whose eyes are above the top, has such a humble figure, and greets a savage and vain female star in a low voice.

In a blink of an eye, that figure was far away. The body was wrapped in a black loose cotton coat, revealing slender limbs, as thin as bean sprouts, with an innocent face, but a heart as cruel as a knife.

He stood under the eaves, his heart was shaking so hard that his chest felt tight, and he could only feel startled throbbing in his temples.

Finally he gritted his teeth, turned around and called: "Shen Min."

He controlled his emotions and ordered calmly: "Postpone the meeting in the afternoon, and arrange for someone to bring over the urgently signed documents, and change the party in Shanghai to Hengdian in the evening."

The filming started in the front field, and Xitang counted the number of people in the back field, called to order meals, and took care of various trivial matters.

Dinner was served at two o'clock. After a while, the actors in front came in for dinner. A few women whispered gossip: "Wu Zhenzhen's boyfriend is more handsome than Jiang Chao, no wonder he keeps NG."

"It's really love to accompany her to film in such a cold day."

"Watch closely, Xiao Ning brought him a glass of water this morning, and was scolded."

"Haha, while Wu Zhenzhen is filming, go talk to him, and I'll ask you to make a face tonight." A woman provoked discord.

"Really?" Another woman was eager to try.

"Hahaha."

During Wu Zhenzhen's break, she jumped onto the man in the field like a butterfly, and leaned into his ear: "Didn't you say that there is a meeting in the afternoon?"

Zhao Pingjin said flatly: "It has been temporarily changed."

Wu Zhenzhen snuggled up to him intimately: "Do you want to stay with me for a while?" She didn't care about the presence of reporters at all.

Zhao Pingjin said impatiently, "I don't want to report it."

Wu Zhenzhen immediately sat aside politely.

Zhao Pingjin sat on the shooting site where a lot of photographic equipment was placed in a mess, watching the figures coming and going, until the end of work in the afternoon, he never saw Huang Xitang again.

Wu Zhenzhen came out after the scene and changed her clothes. She was wearing a fiery red fur coat and walked out holding his arm. Fans surrounded her and asked for her autograph.

Wu Zhenzhen is in a good mood today, chatting and laughing cordially, and even agreed to the requests for group photos one by one.

Zhao Pingjin stood aside to smoke.

Halfway through smoking a cigarette, he suddenly saw Huang Xitang again. She and a martial artist were moving a huge wooden frame. The frame was full of swords, guns and sticks. The frame was taller than her. She trotted with difficulty, following Step up to the pace of the person in front.

Suddenly a long knife fell sideways.

Xitang couldn't dodge in time, she hit her forehead with a bang, she screamed in pain, the master in front stopped and rushed to ask.

Zhao Pingjin frowned and stamped out the cigarette butt.

Still so clumsy.

Xitang shook his head, and the two of them turned back to work again.

The next moment, Zhao Pingjin noticed her hands. Her left hand was holding the shelf, and her right hand was supporting it. The strength was uneven, the shelf was tilted, and her steps were a little staggering.

Looking up again, around a corner, she disappeared.

At the end of the day's work, Xitang washed herself clean and laid her dead body on the bed.

The rented house does not have air-conditioning, and the temperature inside and outside the house is the same throughout the year. This is the coldest time of the year. When Xitang came out of the small bathroom, he felt the cold hissing into the cracks in his bones. Drill, jump on the bed and wrap up the quilt, stretch out your head under the quilt to blow your hair.

For dinner, I had a cup of red bean and black rice porridge and an apple.

The daily workload is heavy, and it is all physical work. Of course, there is not enough to eat, but Xitang will always remember that in the dormitory of the university, Zhong Qiaoer was dressed in colorful clothes, with red lips on her hips and said to her emphatically: Hunger is the primary skill of being a female star! The same is true for 38-line starlets!"

She didn't care about it then, she was in love with Zhao Pingjin, and every time he came back from a date, he passed the noisy snack street at the back gate of the school. Zhao Pingjin didn't eat these things, but he remembered to buy a lot for her every time.Zhong Qiaoer was losing weight every day, and Xitang ate delicious mutton skewers after ten o'clock at night.

The strange thing is that at that time she ate so much and didn't lose weight. In the past few years in Hengdian, she controlled herself so strictly, but a small circle of fat quietly began to accumulate in her stomach.

Now that she is struggling on her own, no one discusses with her how to survive as a female star.

If she can finish work before ten o'clock, she will usually exercise for half an hour. If she comes back after ten o'clock, she is too tired and can only sleep fast, so the only way to maintain weight is to eat less.

Fortunately, I am often too tired to fall asleep.

The phone rang.

Xitang picked it up, it was the secretary of the company boss, and asked her to go to the VIP building.

She typed two haha ​​to politely refuse, and hung up the phone.

Five minutes later, the phone rang again. This time it was the boss of the company: "Xitang, why don't you have time? I have a big client and I really like your drama. Don't lose your sense of proportion."

Xitang knew that the company kept a handyman like her who couldn't live and die, and it was used for free entertainment, and it was specially used to fool those nouveau riche who picked up a few big dung money overnight.In the night scene, it was painted brightly and brought out, and showed them a few stills in ancient costumes. It was known as a famous female star in Hengdian, which attracted those old men who had just started playing actresses to drool. In the end, there were naturally some in the circle who were willing to sell. Girls, so one supports and one invests, and a play will come out soon.

Xitang sighed with a mournful face, got up and put on makeup and clothes again.

She found a bouncing car and went to the town, walked into the box, unexpectedly, there was not too much noise inside, she glanced over, saw a few familiar and unfamiliar faces, and saw Zhao Pingjin sitting on the sofa On the face, there is still an arrogant and careless face, and beside him is the bald boss with a smiling face.

It seems that tonight is not a normal entertainment, but a serious business discussion. This kind of company executive level entertainment is usually not her turn. Xitang took a look, and there was no Wu Zhenzhen in the table.

Even Ni Kailun, the director of the artist management department, was there. When he saw Xitang walking in with a down jacket wrapped in a down jacket and a deadpan face, a warning glare flew over him immediately.

Xitang immediately took off her clothes, and she wore a white dress with off-the-shoulder. She smiled instantly, and rushed in with a smile: "Boss, I'm sorry, I'm late——"

While acting like a baby, she picked up the wine glass and punished herself first.

The boss was quite satisfied, and then said with a smile: "Don't come here to join in the fun, you can spend more time with Mr. Zhao tonight."

Xitang drank a glass of wine and was pushed to Zhao Pingjin's side. She was already sweet, but when she smiled, it was so sweet that it made people's bones go limp: "Mr. Zhao, let me offer you a toast—— "

Who knew that Zhao Pingjin glanced at her and frowned quietly.

Xitang hurriedly moved, and sat next to him, holding the wine glass, with an intimate expression, a sweet voice, and a charming smile on her face, in fact, she didn't even dare to touch his sleeve.

He hates people who hate him the most.

The dinner party that night was like all dinner parties from ancient times to the present, painful and hypocritical.

Except for Zhao Ping who said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Wang, I can't drink alcohol, so I can't help spoiling everyone's happiness. I heard that Ms. Huang is very good at drinking. Tonight, everyone will drink to their heart's content. It's just me. Just trouble Miss Huang, what do you think?"

So all the wine that Zhao Pingjin had that night was transferred to Xitang.

As soon as Lao Wang heard it, he became even more playful: "Oh, what a big face--"

He pointed to a group of girls in tulle lined up on the sofa in the private room: "Mr. Zhao doesn't like any of our beauties, Xitang, show yourself well."

Xitang hurriedly agreed with a smile: "Mr. Zhao thinks highly of Xitang so much, I'm so happy."

The corners of Xitang's mouth twitched secretly while laughing, when did Zhao Pingjin, who came out to play around in the rivers and lakes, have such a vulgar title.

At that time in Beijing, not long after he started his business, several founders of the company crowded together in his house outside the third ring road in Haidian District. Shen Min was on call 24 hours a day. Whenever he writes a program on the spur of the moment, the people around him are in charge of sales, his hair boy, and his undergraduate alumni of Tsinghua University in charge of operations, and they always call him by his nickname when they come and go.

Later, in the year after Xitang graduated, Zhao Pingjin built a technology company to take shape, and finally interviewed and recruited a few Turtle employees, who also called him Boss in English, and Xitang followed him like a little tail. , almost without any sense of restraint, just occasionally going out for entertainment with his children who grew up in the capital compound together, the manager in the clubhouse called Mr. Call Mr. Zhao politely.

She has already vaguely heard that his public identity is a wealthy real estate businessman in Shanghai. This time, he invested in the company's next film, and Wu Zhenzhen was appointed as the female lead. Seeing that the boss had almost finished the conversation, he was drunk, patted his shoulder and followed He called his brother up.

Zhao Pingjin has also changed. People he didn't know well before would turn their faces if they touched him, but now he has started to put on a few polite words with people.

Xitang didn't talk too much, just drinking for Zhao Pingjin honestly with a smile on her face.

The boss probably thought that he was being taken advantage of by spending huge sums of money to promote actresses, so he started to talk about the prices of actresses in the industry, and his words were a little too lewd.

In the darkness, Zhao Pingjin raised his face slightly and smiled silently and contemptuously.

Xitang was secretly frightened, people like them usually wouldn't reveal their identities to the outside world, even if the boss offended him, he didn't even know how he died.

"Oh, Mr. Wang, don't just talk too much. It's Mr. Zhao's turn to toast you—" Xitang hurriedly got up, interrupted the boss's chatter, and started to pour the wine. With a slight shake of her right hand, she spilled some Coming out, she held her right wrist with her left hand, stabilized her right hand, and filled two glasses of wine.

This is a very small movement.

Zhao Pingjin glanced intentionally or unintentionally.

Xitang poured two glasses of wine for the company boss.

Ni Kailun took the opportunity to say: "The company has introduced two newcomers this time..."

Really do business.

Halfway through, about five drunk, she got up to go to the bathroom.

Ni Kailun followed in, stroked her back, and there was concern in her voice: "Are you all right?"

Xitang vomited out the contents of her stomach: "It's fine."

Ni Kailun said: "This white-faced King of Hell, I don't know when Zhenzhen hooked up with him."

Xitang got up from the toilet, stood in front of the mirror and silently replenished the powder.

Ni Kailun continued: "Tonight, Lao Wang temporarily changed to socialize here. I saw him when I came over, and I was shocked. He has an investment in the next movie, and I won't give you a role. Director Liufu's new movie drama, I will arrange for you to go to Shanxi to film a nun drama."

Xitang was silent for a while, then leaned over to rub her face, hugged her waist and said, "Thank you, Mommy."

"Don't be poor, Zheng You will invite you to eat and watch a movie together, and there is a reporter who has been with him for a long time to shoot." Ni Kailun said.

Zheng Youtong is a popular niche in another company, if he wants to stir up gossip, I don't know how many girls want to post it.

Xitang was silent.

Ni Kailun asked, "Are you agreeing or not?"

Xitang resolutely said, "I don't want it."

It was only to Ni Kailun that she dared to speak the truth.

Ni Kailun's eyes were blazing, and he pushed her back, angrily said: "What do you want, go to the bottom of the wall every day to shoot a bad scene that costs dozens of dollars a day, when will you come out! "

Xitang shrank her neck.

Ni Kailun said: "Next week at the Starlight Theater Awards Ceremony, you walked the red carpet with the crew of "Palace of Love", and I put your mouth on it before stuffing you in."

Except for directors and leading actors who walked the red carpet, there were only one or two places left. Several actors from the whole company were expected to fight for their heads. Just to increase a little exposure, Xitang had no choice but to agree.

Ni Kailun said in a low voice: "Think about it for yourself, you won't get much benefit from a hard bone. I heard that Shisan wants to retire, and the company may split its shares. I may not be able to protect you. Those debts, you have been doing this for ten years. It's not clear either."

Xitang leaned towards her again, put her head on her shoulder, hugged her shoulder, closed her eyes and said with attachment: "I know."

Ni Kailun warned: "The farther away from Zhao, the better."

Xitang whispered, "I know."

The two went out arm in arm.

That night, he drank until two o'clock in the morning. Zhao Pingjin respected him round after round as if he had made up his mind. Numbness flustered, hands trembling, eyes were red.

At the end of the show, Zhao Pingjin still raised his cup: "Mr. Wang, happy cooperation."

Old Wang stood up with his tongue out: "Okay... easy to say!"

Xitang had no choice but to pick up the glass and down the wine, her throat was like a tongue of fire rolling.

Old Wang over there waved his hand and fell down with a thud.

Ni Kailun immediately stood up, exchanged some pleasantries, and asked the manager to sign the bill.

Xitang stood up from the sofa staggeringly, but her hands and feet were a little numb, but her consciousness was still clear. After so many years, she never let herself get drunk again.

She took a few steps forward, when suddenly she stumbled and was about to fall. Zhao Pingjin was behind her, grabbing her by the hair.

Xitang felt a sharp pain in her scalp, and was dragged up, her face was forcibly turned in one direction.

Zhao Pingjin looked at the face in front of him, a familiar but unfamiliar face, with big eyes and upturned nose, pink and tender lips, and watery eyes that seduce souls. He grabbed her hair, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Why are you so crazy that you made yourself look like this?"

For a moment, Xitang thought he was angry.

But when he was half drunk, his eyes were clear, and she saw only disgust and ridicule in his eyes.

Xitang smiled at him and was about to answer when Zhao Pingjin let her go.

Xitang threw herself on the sofa, then straightened her hair and stood up, smiling and walking forward.

The filming of "Love in a Fallen City" is progressing smoothly. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and everyone is desperately rushing to work. In the last week, Xitang was transferred to Group B and went to the No. [-] mountain to run the location. The cold wind was howling. layer of ash.

Every day she went out on location, to fill in the blank shots, or to shoot group performances, and she never went back to the studio.

During this period of time in the shed, it was quite uneven.

Zhao Pingjin came here a few times and sat in the studio. His captivating face and aloof and stern demeanor were born with an electric aura.There are a lot of girls filming court scenes, every day someone accidentally trips over the wires, knocks over the ladder, knocks over the light shield, and finally a little actress took the opportunity to go up to talk, but he was coldly dismissed, and then Wu Zhenzhen went off the scene with a black face Called the company's senior management, and the scriptwriter killed the court lady the next day. It is said that there was a big fuss before leaving. The whole crew was crying and screaming.

A big Buddha with a jade face and a golden body is sitting here, and the company has to send someone to receive him.

President Wang is here.

Zhao Pingjin sat on the sofa in the lounge calmly, chatting with Mr. Wang about the A-share market.

Mr. Wang chatted with him for a long time with an apologetic smile, a bald head dripping with sweat, and the topic didn't know where to end, and finally turned back to female stars.

Zhao Pingjin suddenly asked casually: "Isn't the Ms. Huang whom I met that night from your crew? Why is no one there?"

When Mr. Wang heard this, he laughed happily, and didn't take it seriously: "Mr. Zhao said Xitang? She can't make a movie, but she is working on a location. She is hardworking and can bear hardships and stand hard work."

Zhao Pingjin was still idle: "Does she have a price tag?"

Mr. Wang was startled: "Huh?"

Zhao Pingjin's fair and thin face can't tell the truth, nor can it tell the fake, just with a little sarcasm: "Didn't you say that there is a female star in this circle who can't handle without money? I think she is pretty good."

Mr. Wang said incredulously: "Mr. Zhao, you are joking. With Zhenzhen in front of you, how can you have a crush on Huang Xitang? Huang Xitang is good-looking, but there are a lot of beautiful girls in this circle, and she won't say goodbye. Yes, her figure is far worse than Wu Zhenzhen's, and she's not too young, she's as thin as a bean sprout, how can she be as moist as a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old?"

Zhao Pingjin frowned and asked, "How old is she?"

Mr. Wang waved his hand: "How can I remember? I have been in the company for two or three years, maybe 25 or [-]. In this industry, if you can't act at this age, you are old."

Zhao Pingjin was noncommittal, but said flatly: "Age doesn't matter."

Mr. Wang was secretly anxious. Huang Xitang really couldn't do it. She was destined to do rough work in the company. The company is involved.Lao Wang was a little embarrassed and said: "I'm really afraid that I won't serve you well and make the company lose face. This girl is tough. Last time, Yinan, the most popular actor in our company, had some kind of party. Everyone drank Order some wine, a handsome guy like Yinan kissed her, she was numb, didn't respond at all, her face was as stiff as a stone, tsk tsk."

Zhao Pingjin's expression was not very good.

Mr. Wang said mysteriously: "I'll tell you something, it's just an internal matter of our company, she doesn't fall in love."

Zhao Pingjin asked calmly, "What do you mean?"

Mr. Wang said: "I heard some stylists say that she and that Hong Kong woman are a couple."

Hong Kong woman is Ni Kailun.

Zhao Pingjin stood up, feeling a little headache: "I have a meeting in the afternoon, let's go first."

Mr. Wang stood up with him, seeing that he didn't mention it anymore, he just breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll ask Zhenzhen to see you off?"

Zhao Pingjin had already picked up his coat and went out: "No need."

On the day of wrapping up, the whole production crew was full of joy. Everyone was going to dinner at night. Xitang was tidying up in the theater, counting the props, and delivering them to the prop company. He heard several actresses and makeup artists chatting while changing their clothes.

The little girls who played court ladies had always had a good relationship with her, and they whispered to her quietly: "Xitang, I heard that Wu Zhenzhen threw a glass in the dressing room."

Xitang smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ning pouted and said mysteriously, "We broke up."

Xitang responded with a smile: "Who?"

"Wu Zhenzhen and that rich and handsome boyfriend."

The little girls over there have already chatted happily.

"How come, don't you still come to visit the class?"

"Yeah, it's strange, and it came a few times later."

"But every time I come to visit the class, I don't seem to be very happy, and I don't look at Wu Zhenzhen very much, with a look of dull interest."

"The accent seems to be from Beijing."

"So handsome, but also so cool."

Sister Hui, who played the role of the eldest mother next to the queen, just walked in at this time. Xitang also acted opposite to the eldest mother in this play, and the last glass of poisoned wine that was given to death was watched by the elder mother.Xitang raised her head and smiled, "Sister Hui."

Sister Hui returned her with a smile, and then joined the discussion, saying in a seasoned tone: "It depends on your temperament and cultivation, your family background is unusual."

"Hee hee, sister, how can you tell?"

"Those children from wealthy families are completely different from the nouveau riche who have a few small money to play female stars - Wu Zhenzhen's vision is much better than yours."

"Oh really."

"How did you break up?"

"How else can we divide it? I like the new and dislike the old."

"When people get tired of playing, they change their taste."

"There are so many female stars in this circle, how many dreams come true."

"My sister advises you, if you like it, act honestly, or change careers as soon as possible after playing for a few years, don't keep thinking about crooked ways, those men hide their secrets, and the girls around you change like lanterns, sister sees a lot , Few of them end well.”

Xitang listened for a while, those words whipped her like a whip, she silently lowered her head and filled out the form, then quietly got up and left.

The little girls were still chirping: "Tsk, sister, don't be so disappointing."

Sister Hui looked at the figure in white clothes and blue trousers at the door, and suddenly changed the subject with a leisurely smile: "Let's not talk about men, but if we talk about hiding things, there is one in our crew, he is a young actor, and his acting skills are very good. Opportunity should be red."

"Hee, isn't it Zhenzhen?"

"Did you hear what my sister said? Little actor!"

"Wu Zhenzhen's acting skills are just like that, everyone can see it, but there is one, even I can't see it clearly."

"Who? Who?"

"Sister, do you think it's me?"

"Don't make trouble, it's none of your business, isn't your mother a fortune teller and you won't be popular for the rest of your life?"

"Screw you!"

"Okay, little girls, in this line of work, there are knives under the glamor, so what's the point?"

At the dinner party in the evening, Wu Zhenzhen, who had finished leaving the group two days in advance, also came back. She took off her coat and wore a tight black sweater, which wrapped her exquisite and bumpy figure. She had a string of shining gemstone necklaces on her chest. Her makeup was exquisite, Smiling all over the face, holding the producer's arm, still proud like a princess.

Those little girls could only sit at the end of the stage and watch silently.

In the end, everyone hugged and said goodbye, Wu Zhenzhen specially walked around, saw Xitang, and still smiled, there was a trace of weirdness in that smile.

By [-]:[-] p.m., Group B was successfully completed, and Xitang took the night train back to the company.

On the second day, she and Ni Kailun went to the sponsor to see the clothes for the awards ceremony.

Ni Kailun is the head of the company's brokerage department. She has caught up with the best times. The entertainment industry in the mainland has been booming in the past ten years. She has followed along the way, and the accumulated network means can be regarded as a big sister in the whole circle. She has a number of big and small stars under her command, even Lin Xinhui, the most senior person in the company, is under her leadership.

Ni Kailun was Xitang's agent, that was a long time ago.

At that time, Ni Kailun had just stepped into this industry, and he couldn't speak Mandarin well. He didn't know where his vision and courage came from, and he crossed half of China and went northward to find food.At that time, Xitang was still in her senior year, and Ni Kailun took her to make her first film, an independent film called "Orange Boy" by a young young director. It participated in European exhibitions and went to Cannes, France.

It was the first time Xitang went abroad, and he got tired of eating western food, so he hid in the hotel with Ni Kailun and ate bucket-packed instant noodles.

Because she missed Zhao Pingjin, she counted the time difference, called him to wake him up, and couldn't help crying.

Zhao Pingjin laughed at her at that end, because he had just woken up, and there was a lazy nasal sound in his deep and sweet voice: "Hey, don't cry, come back by plane."

It was the first time in her life that she went abroad. She went to the beautiful and picturesque Côte d'Azur in southern France, but she didn't play for a day. As soon as work was over, she immediately packed her luggage and went straight to the airport to return home.

Just because I miss someone so much.

That was a long time ago.

Xitang followed Ni Kailun, who was strutting around with a designer bag, into the shopping mall in the city. On the contrary, he was more like an assistant. The manager of the store came out with a smile on his face: "Miss Ni, come to see the dress?"

There are only a few brands of dresses in the whole city. The company is first selected by Lin Xinhui, and then by Wu Zhenzhen. The rest depends on popularity and role, waiting for Ni Kailun to arrange.

Ni Kailun nodded: "Miss Lin came to try?"

The clerk led them into the spacious fitting room, and pointed to a row of dresses hanging: "Miss Lin chose that one."

Ni Kailun walked over: "Well, show me the makeup photos..."

Xitang was sitting on the sofa waiting, she accidentally raised her eyes, and suddenly saw a bead gray gauze dress deep in the wall, with a row of small round pearls nailed to the neckline, it was very beautiful.

She has good eyesight.

Ni Kailun walked over at some point and said to her, "Try."

The clerk whispered, "This one has been ordered by Miss Zhang."

Zhang Zhiyin is the number one female of the rival company, and the media often compares her with Wu Zhenzhen.

"Didn't she say that she ordered Warren's new style? She monopolizes two dresses by herself?" Ni Kailun was indignant.

The clerk smiled apologetically: "Miss Zhang's company said that they are prepared for any danger..."

Ni Kailun helped her fight for it: "Is it okay to try?"

Xitang said in a low voice, "No need."

Later, Kailun Ni picked out a pure white printed dress for Xitang. When paying the bill, Xitang took out her credit card, and Kailun Ni pressed her hand: "Let me do it."

Xitang Buyi: "This is not acceptable."

Ni Kailun said in a low voice: "You only have a few episodes this month, and you don't even have enough money for this dress."

Xitang blushed, and understood what she was telling the truth. Big-name celebrities were sponsored by manufacturers. Small celebrities like Xitang, who were not online at all, rarely had the opportunity to attend a ceremony. To dress well, they had to pay for it themselves, and For such expensive clothes, the basic use rate is only once.

Taking advantage of the second of her hesitation, Ni Kailun had already signed the bill.

Ni Kailun took Xitang's hand. She is the person who knows Xitang best. She has beaten and scolded him. It's just that the company's tricks and tricks, if Xitang doesn't cooperate, she has nothing to do, and she already knows. No need to persuade: "The next drama may have a turning point."

She was referring to the play "Little Nun". Xitang had already started memorizing the script, and that character was very likable.Xitang knew it herself, so she worked hard in advance.

The two went to look at jewelry again, and the clerk in white gloves took out a string of diamond necklaces.

Ni Kailun hung it around her neck, and then wowed: "A man depends on his clothes."

Xitang looked in the mirror, her whole body was shining brightly, even her face was illuminated a little bit, no wonder women need jewelry, the female stars on the red carpet competed for beauty, how could they grab a small piece of tofu-like layout without offering a magic weapon.

Ni Kailun watched and watched, and tried to persuade her: "Have dinner with Zheng You, stir up two scandals, and when the resources are better, I will take on two dramas, and I promise you will hang these big stones next year."

Xitang pouted, and took off the necklace by herself.

The clerk shook his eyebrows, and then said, "Miss Ni, some clothes from your favorite brand have just been airlifted from Paris."

Ni Kailun immediately became interested: "I'll try it."

As soon as the two turned their heads, they saw a figure.

It has been two months since the last time we had a farewell in Hengdian. Zhao Pingjin stood in the middle of the aisle opposite the jewelry counter, followed by a few subordinates.

Kankan had a face-to-face meeting.

Ni Kailun usually had top-notch communication skills, especially when he met sponsors and investors, he was very enthusiastic and courteous, but at that moment, his smile froze immediately, and the thorns all over his body stood up, looking at him like a fighting cock.

Of course Zhao Pingjin would not take the initiative to greet them. He looked at them with a cold face.

Shen Min, who was following behind him, also stopped, looking in their direction with slight doubts in her eyes.

The two on the opposite side looked like ordinary shopping mall female guests, a neat lady wearing a professional dress and a famous brand, such women can be seen everywhere in this kind of shopping mall, but another younger one, just Wearing a thin sweater, she has an unforgettable delicate face, but her beautiful face is obviously a little haggard. Looking closely - she is clearly not an acquaintance, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Why did the boss standing in front of him stand in a daze for a long time as if he had lost his soul.

The manager of the counter immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Zhao, what can I do for you?"

Zhao Pingjin remained silent with a cold face.

Shen Min had no choice but to come forward and dismiss the manager: "It's okay."

Zhao Pingjin suddenly came back to his senses at that moment, and still didn't speak, with anger all over his body, he turned around with a stride, and strode away.

Shen Min had no choice but to follow. The moment he turned around, he looked back again. The girl's side face bowed for a moment, and he suddenly had a bright light, and the words rushed out before reason: "Xitang? Is it you?" ?!"

Xitang hesitated for a moment, but still nodded slightly to him.

Ni Kailun immediately grabbed her, as if avoiding a scourge: "Go!"

Xitang was dragged in by her, and he heard his subordinate behind him calling in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, please go this way—"

Ni Kailun secretly cursed: "The ghost lingers."

Xi Tang knows that Ni Kailun loves her, but she doesn't want Ni Kailun to offend him. How deep is Zhao Pingjin's background? I'm afraid even an old Jianghu like Ni Kailun may not be thorough. I had to have a showdown with her, and then I slowly got to the bottom of it. Regardless of the background of his grandfather, father, and uncle, his mother's natal Zhou family was an industrial tycoon in Shanghai before liberation. The Zhou family's foundation in Shanghai How deep is it, people who are not of that class can't get a glimpse of it at all, the Zhou family has no heirs, and Zhao Pingjin is the only grandson of the Zhou family.

Xitang was sitting on the soft sofa outside the fitting room, hugging Ni Kailun's coat tightly, feeling a big stone pressing on her chest, which was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

Fortunately, the sales lady came in with a row of fancy dresses. Ni Kailun was overjoyed and quickly forgot about it.

After leaving the shopping mall, Ni Kailun returned to the company. Xitang was taking a two-day vacation. She said, "I'll walk for a while."

Xitang walked out of the gate of the luxury shopping mall. The heat on her body dissipated, and a slight chill came over her. When she looked up, the sky was a dull blue.

She doesn't go back to Shanghai often.

The company is headquartered in Shanghai, and there is a meeting once a month. Everyone is eager to come back to this world of feasting and feasting to relax. Only she is too lazy to move around. If the production center in Hengdian starts work, she will keep an eye on the filming progress.

Seeing that it was still early, Xitang decided to have a cup of coffee first.

When she reached the intersection next to the sidewalk, a black car drove up on the road and stopped beside her. After a while, she drove a few more steps to block the intersection.

The window was down, and Zhao Pingjin was sitting in the back seat, with indifferent eyes and brows: "Come up."

The driver has opened the door respectfully.

Xitang smiled: "No, thank you."

She walked away.

"Huang Xitang."

Xitang turned her head and saw that Zhao Pingjin had already gotten out of the car. She opened the car door and said impatiently, "Get in the car."

Xitang stood where he was, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while, then traffic jams began behind them, and the taxi driver honked angrily.

Xitang had no choice but to get in the car.

The car door was closed, and there was his smell in the car. Xitang knew that he didn't use perfume, it was probably the smell of his usual aftershave.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Pingjin crossed his legs, wearing well-cut black trousers, revealing the straight line of the trousers.

"Near the subway entrance." Xitang replied.

Zhao Pingjin glanced at her. The weather was getting warmer. She was wearing a pair of coarse trousers and a gray sweater. She had a lonely wrist and folded her hands on her knees.

Finally getting close, I looked closely at her right hand, the fingers were slightly curled up, drooping weakly.

Zhao Pingjin repeated: "Where are you going, I will take you there."

Xitang whispered softly, "Near the subway entrance."

Zhao Pingjin raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry. She still had such a stubborn temper.

The driver drove them back to the hotel directly.

The doorman in a snow-white uniform strode up and opened the door for him: "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Pingjin didn't even look at it, but nodded arrogantly and walked inside with his head held high.Xitang lowered her head and silently followed behind him, she knew that resistance was useless, he had plenty of ways to make you submit.She knew very early on that people like them have nothing they dare not do, and there is nothing they cannot achieve.

If girls like them are infected with these people, they will be like an ant in the hands of others, life and death are but a light pinch.

The best result is that he gets bored and kicks you away, never remembering again.

After so many years, Xitang thought that he never wanted to see her again.

She followed him into the elevator, he pressed a floor, and the elevator went up quietly.

Xitang secretly looked at the man in the metal mirror. He was tall and tall, wearing a white shirt, a camel-colored suede jacket, and a plaid scarf of the same color loosely around him. bloody.

As soon as the door of the top-floor suite of the hotel was opened, Zhao Pingjin went directly into the study to answer the phone, while Xitang sat on the sofa in the magnificent living room by himself, motionless for a full hour.

Zhao Pingjin came out after finishing his official duties, leaning on the door frame, and said flatly, "Have dinner with me?"

Xitang shook her head.

Zhao Pingjin sneered: "Refused so quickly? Does your boss know?"

Xitang didn't dare to speak out, the company has 3000 million funds waiting for him to inject into the next film.

Zhao Pingjin sat on the sofa, pressed the center of his eyebrows, his face was a little tired.

Sitting across from him, Xitang glanced at him with a calm expression, unable to tell the difference between happiness and anger.

"Move that vase to the balcony." Zhao Pingjin took a cigarette from the coffee table.

"what?"

"Move, if you move, I will let you go."

Xitang thought it was a bit funny: "Why are you crazy?"

Zhao Pingjin took the ashtray in his hand and knocked it hard: "You don't care about me."

Xitang knew that he was a man of his word, so he simply stood up, walked to the entrance, and easily held up the big yellow plum vase with his left hand. It was just an ornament, not too heavy. Holding the vase in his arms, he held it with his right hand, and then stuffed it on the window sill, blocking the open line of sight.

All the curtains in the entire presidential suite were drawn tightly, completely covering the view of the Huangpu River that this five-star hotel is most proud of. That small gap may have been overlooked by the room attendant, revealing a small piece of the sky and the sky below. Abyss-like buildings.

Standing by the window, Xitang raised an eyebrow at Zhao Pingjin.

Holding a silver lighter in his hand, Zhao Pingjin looked at her without saying a word, and then said, "Let's go."

In the middle of the night, the lights illuminate the bustling room.

In the penthouse suite of the hotel, the vase was still placed by the window, but the curtains were drawn tightly again, as if they had never been opened.

Zhao Pingjin supported the winding ladder and called downstairs: "Shen Min, come up."

Shen Min was handling the documents for him in the study, but she couldn't hear clearly, so she only responded, "What?"

Zhao Pingjin was dizzy and couldn't help raising his voice: "Come up!"

Shen Min finished the matter in hand, went upstairs, and saw him sitting on the sofa alone.

With Zhao Pingjin's gloomy face, Shen Min walked over and took out a cigarette from the coffee table in front of him.

Shen Min leaned on the sofa, relaxed her body, and smoked a cigarette comfortably.

I glanced at the opposite side.

Zhao Pingjin was still sitting on the sofa, not saying a word.

Shen Min looked at his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock, he stood up: "Go to bed early."

At that moment, Zhao Pingjin spoke suddenly, his voice was so steady that no ripple could be heard: "Huang Xitang's right hand is useless."

Shen Min stopped suddenly.

The long-time confidant assistant took a deep breath, then looked at him cautiously, vaguely probing his mind and asked: "Do you want to see a doctor for her?"

Zhao Pingjin didn't answer, just continued talking, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but he looked strangely cruel: "How strong is her hand, she almost beat you into a pig's head back then, and I will pay you back." Let's take revenge."

When Shen Min thought of this, she smiled embarrassedly, and said naturally: "Little Tangtang——"

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Pingjin's hand shook slightly.

Shen Min immediately changed her words: "Miss Huang is kind-hearted, but she is a righteous person."

That was the first time they met. Zhao Pingjin didn't notice what happened in the box at the poker table, but Shen Min could see it clearly. At that time, a group of children from the capital gathered together to play. A female student from the film school who knew who called.

A group of young and beautiful girls soon arrived, singing and dancing happily inside.They got drunk after a while, and everyone was having fun. I don’t know who suggested that they act in front of the MV plot of the song in the box. It was okay at first, they were all love songs about kissing and hugging, but later they were transferred to martial arts movies. A girl swept away the wine bottle, jumped onto the tea table, and started slapping each other.

At that time, Huang Xitang and Zhong Qiaoer were covering each other, and they beat each other so that each other screamed, and the people who watched the scene were so excited that they also screamed. They took several rounds of money and quit, and then replaced the other two. The girl was obviously not familiar with the business, and the play was not realistic enough, which made the grandson of the Sun family in the audience very dissatisfied. A streak of blood spattered from the girl's nose.

Originally, Huang Xitang and Zhong Qiaoer were sitting on the ground, winking at each other and having fun secretly. They had nothing to do with them at all, but after the slap, Huang Xitang turned his head, stood up quickly, and slapped the table with wide eyes: "It's too bullying! !"

Zhong Qiaoer desperately pulled her back, but she couldn't pull her back at all. Huang Xitang stepped on the sofa, slashed across the horse, pointed at their noses and scolded viciously: "You guys, don't bully others! If you have the ability, call a boy!" Come out and fight with me, whoever calls is grandson!"

At that time, all the students in the seat were high-school students, the alcohol rushed to the top of their heads, and they all applauded. Shen Min just sat on the sofa, and he was a little assistant, so he could only go up first under the gunfire.

He didn't know at that time that Huang Xitang was basically a lunatic after drinking alcohol. She was so powerful that she pressed him to the ground, straddled his back and started beating him. He was a frail scholar and was almost beaten by her. Don't even know his mother.

She couldn't touch alcohol, and then she drank the wrong wine once, which caused a catastrophe.

Zhao Pingjin looked at him, and suddenly said: "Xiao Min, tell me, why didn't I beat her to death back then?"

Shen Min felt the cold sweat dripping down his back.

He persuaded in a low voice: "She has also learned a lesson, forget it. In fact, it is not easy."

Zhao Pingjin was not surprised that Shen Min spoke for her. When they were dating, Huang Xitang had a really good personality and had a good relationship with the people around him.

Zhao Pingjin leaned on the sofa with his head up, and said tiredly: "Yes, she is so kind to everyone, but she is so cruel to me."

After hearing this, Shen Min thought slowly for a few seconds, then moved away and walked back to the sofa.

After so many years, he didn't know how Zhao Pingjin found Huang Xitang, but today in the mall, the moment the boss saw her eyes, he knew that everything was over.

Two hours before the Starlight Theater Awards Ceremony, Xitang got halfway through her makeup and hair, and was called back to the company by an emergency call.

As soon as the door was opened, Ni Kailun was sitting in the office, with his hair in a bun, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

The company's big boss Thirteenth Lord sat at the side, smoking a pipe leisurely, and smiled happily when he saw her come in: "Xitang, come in and sit down."

Xitang sat beside Ni Kailun: "Are you looking for me?"

Thirteenth Lord glanced at Ni Kailun.

Ni Kailun sat still with a cold face.

The Thirteenth Master called out in a calm manner: "Karen."

Reluctantly, Ni Kailun stretched out her hand and pushed a black square box on the table in front of her.

Xitang opened it with her hands, and a dazzling brilliance lit up the whole room. It was the big diamond necklace from a few days ago.

Xitang put on her colorful makeup, her small face was as bright as peach blossoms in March, and she joked with a smile, "For me?"

The Thirteenth Master looked at her. That day Ni Kailun brought her to beg him to let this girl come in for a meal. He trusted Ni Kailun's character and felt that a little girl could not cause much trouble, so he sold her face and let her Toss to go.

This girl has been in the company for several years, and her conduct is top-notch, but she doesn't know how to be flexible and her integrity is too high. Fortunately, she does a good job. I thought about keeping her, and I might be able to train her to be a manager or behind the scenes in the future. I didn't expect to see the secret today. It seems that her value has to be re-estimated.

The Thirteenth Master cleared his throat, and said, "Mr. Zhao sent it here, and I want to send it to you by name, Xitang, it's finally your turn, good days are coming."

Xitang was startled: "Which Mr. Zhao?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he had already recovered, and his face slowly changed.

She glanced at Ni Kailun. Ni Kailun's eyes spit fire, but he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Xitang felt the chill in his body, hissing out from the cracks in his bones, and his teeth suddenly began to chatter.

The Thirteenth Master knocked on the ashes of his pipe: "Karen told me, do you recognize the son of the Zhao and Zhou families?"

Xitang could only slightly nod her head.

"Then what is his background, I don't need to talk about it."

"What is he going to do?"

"Master Zhao wants you."

Ni Kailun stood up suddenly, suppressed his anger and shouted: "Tell him to die!"

Lian Thirteenth Master was a little surprised. The company's chief female general who charged into battle rarely lost her composure.

Ni Kailun looked down at her: "Xitang..."

Xitang stretched out his arm to hold her, his two fingers were trembling, almost pinching a hole in her arm: "It's okay, it's okay."

Ni Kailun could feel her back trembling violently through a down jacket.

The two women's faces were ashen, and they looked at each other with trembling lips.

Thirteenth Master waited for quite a while, and when the two of them calmed down, he began to talk to Ni Kailun again: "I know you love Xitang, but you can't just let her be, and you can't keep taking pictures of this kind of nameless little role. Now that you’ve joined the group, you’ve entered the circle, you have to stand out, and if you don’t, what kind of female star are you?”

Ni Kailun still didn't give up, thinking secretly: "It doesn't have to be the Zhao family..."

The Thirteenth Master said: "In terms of power, let alone the small piece of land in Shanghai and Hengdian, the entire Beijing city, is the Zhao family worthy of the name? Xitang, if you still want to film in the company, go Bar."

Ni Kailun's face completely collapsed.

Xitang held her hand and shook her head in despair, the matter was a foregone conclusion.

The assistant outside was knocking on the door and urging her. Ni Kailun looked at her watch, stood up, and smoothed out a wrinkle on the suit. She spoke to Xitang in a calm and firm tone: "Retouch makeup in the car, let's go to the red carpet first. "In an instant, she returned to that capable female manager.

The Thirteenth Master shouted from behind: "Hey, don't you want to wear this big stone?"

Ni Kailun took Huang Xitang's hand, turned around and said indifferently: "Let's save it for the company to pay off the debt for you. This girl owes you half a year's interest, and she hasn't even been willing to eat a steak these past few months."

Xitang returned to the company at three o'clock at night.

Ni Kailun came back from the reception after the awards ceremony, and headed into the conference room to have a meeting with the PR and publicity team.Tonight on the red carpet of the awards ceremony at the Starlight Theater, Zhang Zhiyin walked behind them on the red carpet. The sloping-shouldered evening dress on her body suddenly slipped off, revealing a bright spring. The camera was completely turned, causing the entire crew of "Gong Lian" to be completely ignored. In the Internet media age, the photos were immediately posted on the Internet, causing a sensational topic. There were a lot of comments on the Internet, and the attention of Zhang Zhiyin's new play quickly increased.

Wu Zhenzhen's face was distorted with anger.

Ni Kailun has not yet entered the theater, and has quickly ordered his colleagues in the company to offer red envelopes overnight. Immediately that night, a media guru wrote an article and commented, analyzing that Daozhang’s move was not unintentional, but premeditated. , The method is extremely vulgar, and it is ridiculous to suggest that Zhang take off his pants on the red carpet next time.

As soon as this article came out, people naturally applauded it, the media reposted it one after another, and fans started a war of abuse.

Ni Kailun rushed back to the company for a meeting overnight. The rival company desperately wanted to get the position, and the large empty door left behind must seize the opportunity. Colleagues in the publicity department were busy all night, and Zhang Zhiyin's company issued a press release early in the morning. Everyone immediately got up to watch the public opinion.

Xitang slept on the sofa in the office for a while, got up in the morning and bought breakfast for the colleagues on duty at night, and Wu Zhenzhen's publicity team came to take over the shift in the afternoon, Ni Kailun pushed aside the work at hand, winked at her, and said calmly: " let's go."

Xitang drove to Huangpu District, Ni Kailun squinted for a while in the car, and the car stopped at the Peace Hotel at No. 20 East Nanjing Road.

The two got out of the car, walked through the luxurious and elegant hotel lobby, and walked into the elevator one after the other. There were only the two of them in the ascending elevator. Xitang saw the faces of herself and Ni Kailun through the golden metal mirror. After staying up all day and night, both of them drooped their eyes, both tired and weary.

All the way to the seventh floor, Ni Kailun straightened his shoulders, then raised his hand and slapped Xitang hard on the back.

Xitang took a deep breath, bit her lips hard, and habitually raised her head and chest under her strict gaze, maintaining a pretty and elegant demeanor.

The two of them followed the concierge into the deep and majestic corridor of the suite, and the whole building was silent, like a cold tomb.

Xitang didn't feel that there were too many emotions, she just felt tired.

Zhao Pingjin was the man she loved deeply.

Now when facing him again, all that remains is numbness, frenzied deer bumping, restlessness, suffering through the night, tossing and weeping, she had had enough of it when she was young.

It's just that he was young and vigorous at the time, and relying on him to dote on her, he was arrogant, but later he found out how many women in Zhao Pingjin were more beautiful than her, waiting in line to get into his bed, she was nothing.

She just offended him by refusing to get together when they broke up. A person like him can't stand a little humiliation. I'm afraid he will make her life and death worse for the rest of his life.

Shen Min opened the door for them.

Facing the cronies around him, Xitang didn't want to smile any more, her forced smile faded away, and she only said in a soft voice: "Miss Ni from the economic department of my company came with me."

Shen Min and Ni Kailun shook hands: "Mr. Zhao has returned to Beijing, I'm really sorry, entrust me to talk to your company, tell me what conditions you have."

Xitang's legs were weak, and she sat on the entrance of the hotel.

Hearing that Ni Kailun went straight into the living room, neither water nor tea, he just opened his mouth, asking for 30 yuan a month, what kind of house do you want, what kind of car do you want, what kind of scenes do you want to film for her, how many commercials you want to accept, What is the scale of filming, etc., there are all kinds of things.

Shen Min responded calmly.

Ni Kailun continued: "Mr. Zhao cannot interfere with the working hours of our company's artist Ms. Huang."

Shen Min just said politely: "I need to make a call."

He went into the room and called.

Shen Min came out after a while: "Mr. Zhao wants to say something to Ms. Huang."

Xitang had no choice but to follow him in.

Shen Min led her to the study, handed her the phone, and closed the door.

"Huang Xitang?"

"Ah."

Zhao Pingjin was at the other end, his voice was a little low, with a deep nasal voice, Xitang guessed that he had just woken up from his afternoon nap, and he didn't mention a word about what they were talking about, just said lightly: "Shen Min said, you refused The second female lead in your company's new movie?"

The leading actress of the new play is still Wu Zhenzhen, new lovers and old lovers gather together, and it is already a good show before it is performed. At that time, Ni Kailun vetoed it without even hearing it. Xitang responded respectfully: "Well, there is a schedule conflict."

Shen Min went to the living room and pushed a bank card in front of Ni Kailun: "When Mr. Zhao is in Shanghai, if Mr. Zhao needs it, Ms. Huang must accompany him. She needs to adjust her working hours. Mr. Zhao agrees to all other conditions." .”

Ni Kailun took the card and glanced at it. It was a platinum card issued by CITIC. She nodded, picked up her bag from the sofa, and left.

She took two steps and glanced back, Xitang was still on the phone in the room, she almost wanted to rush in and pull that stupid girl out, there was no end to it, with such a ruthless and ignorant man , what old love can be said.

Zhao Pingjin explained on the phone in a business-like manner: "I'm going, the secretary will call you in advance."

Xitang replied, "Okay."

Zhao Pingjin said again: "Go out and let Shen Min come."

Xitang followed Ni Kailun and walked slowly down the stairs of the parking lot.

When the two walked to the car, Ni Kailun glanced back and saw the person behind him with a calm expression on his face, but a pair of beautiful big eyes were completely out of focus.

She had to sit in the driver's seat by herself.

"Xitang——" Ni Kailun glanced at the person beside him who was silently buckling up his seat belt, and said calmly, "Tell me, do you still love Zhao Pingjin?"

(End of this chapter)