Chapter 4 The Fox's Trap

Drugged?

Luo Qinglin asked in confusion: "What entry?"

Chen Qixin took out a tablet from his briefcase, held it up to Luo Qinglin and said, "Mr. Luo, be prepared. The comments are not very friendly."

As soon as Weibo was opened, the first two hot search terms all contained the word "explosive".

[International male model Jiang Yanyu comes out publicly]

[Jiang Yanyu drugs straight men]

【Jiang Yanyu quits the entertainment circle】

Below is a series of "hot" terms.

【Human spanner male vixen】

[Jiang Yanyu's family has a mine]

【Jiang Yanyu endorsement】

Clicking on the second explosive entry, the first Weibo post was [International male model Jiang Yanyu drugged a straight male photographer, leaving him covered in bruises and having him rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night].

Drugged? Covered with bruises? Luo Qinglin clicked on the comments tremblingly.

[@Qianyu Island is safe, has this person committed a crime? 】

[Jiang Yanyu is indeed a gay who has lived abroad. He has distorted values ​​and low moral standards. 】

[We in the gay circle do not recognize Jiang Yanyu, please do not escalate your personal behavior into the group! 】

[It's so funny. The gay sisters said Jiang Yanyu was the new icon in their circle in the morning, but in the evening they cried and said they wanted to delist him as gay. 】

[How can someone like Jiang Yanyu still survive in the entertainment industry? Let him go back to the fashion circle and stop polluting the domestic entertainment ecological environment. 】

[We in the fashion circle don’t accept people like this. Forced straight men, may they be struck by lightning! 】

[This scum was finally exposed. Everyone in the circle knew that he enjoyed turning straight men gay, and he had suffered countless setbacks. 】

[Jiang Yanyu is an old rotten cucumber. He must have been infected with an unclean disease. 】

......

The comments below became increasingly foul, with some attacking Jiang Yanyu personally, some speaking up for Luo Qinglin, and some indiscriminately insulting both Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu.

Occasionally, there were comments from Jiang Yanyu’s fans calling on everyone to be rational and wait until the final announcement before making any comments, but they were all picked out and cursed back by passers-by, which was extremely unpleasant.

Outnumbered.

Although Jiang Yanyu has quite a few fans, they are all fashion fans and appearance fans with very low fighting power.

After being scolded like this, Jiang Yanyu not only lost his Weibo account, but also his super topic was attacked by everyone.

The place where fans usually communicate in a friendly manner is no longer filled with relaxed chats and recommendations, and the smoke of verbal battles can be heard everywhere.

The more Luo Qinglin looked, the more he found it difficult to breathe and he blamed himself extremely.

It's all his fault. Why did he order that juice then? Even ordering a pitcher of beer or a glass of water would be fine.

On the first day of their reunion, he almost ruined Jiang Yanyu's career and reputation. What qualifications does he have to say that he likes Jiang Yanyu?

What my uncle said was indeed correct. Luo Qinglin was a disaster star who would bring bad luck to his relatives and friends...

Random thoughts flooded into my mind.

Thinking of his deceased parents, Luo Qinglin felt a pang of pain in his heart, as if it was being cut by a knife. He put his hands over his eyes, said nothing, and endured the pain.

Since Chen Qixin entered the room, Jiang Yanyu has been silent and extremely quiet. Seeing that Luo Qinglin was blindfolded, Jiang Yanyu calmly winked at Chen Qixin.

Receiving the hint, Chen Qixin nodded, coughed lightly and said, "Don't be afraid, Mr. Luo. We will help you clarify it right away and will not let people think that you have been forced."

Upon hearing this, most of Luo Qinglin's pain turned into anger. He threw his hand away and lost his temper, which was rare for him.

"What time is it and you are still thinking about me? Now his reputation is completely ruined, he and his fans are being abused!"

"How does your company's PR work? No announcement? No trending searches? No control over the direction of the news? Just waiting for public opinion to ferment naturally?"

"This..." Chen Qixin stole a glance at Jiang Yanyu and replied stumblingly, "Brother Jiang just terminated his contract and returned to China. There are only Brother Jiang and I in our company now, and we are not fully staffed at the moment."

What this means is that the company has no public relations, no legal affairs, and not even enough initial capital.

In other words, the current situation can only be dealt with by the three of them, and the three of them combined are no match for one Zhuge Liang.

After calming down for a moment, Luo Qinglin suppressed his distracting thoughts, sat up and asked, "Where is my phone? Give me your phone."

Jiang Yanyu opened the bedside drawer, took out his cell phone and put it in Luo Qinglin's hand, and asked, "What do you want the phone for?"

"I'm looking for help. This just happened. It's not yet past the prime time for crisis public relations. There must be hope."

As a commercial photographer, Luo Qinglin has worked with many celebrity models. He opened the WeChat of the assistant of the biggest star in his friend list and was about to ask if he knew any high-quality public relations personnel.

"It's past," Jiang Yanyu said slowly, "It's eight o'clock the next night now. You've been unconscious for more than twenty hours."

?

Luo Qinglin slowly stopped typing.

Jiang Yanyu stretched and said, "Miss Qin said you didn't get much sleep this week, so I'll let you have a good rest. The print advertisement for the cheese sticks has been shot, and I've temporarily found a trustworthy photographer to take over, so you don't have to worry about not completing the work."

Jiang Yanyu even yawned after he finished speaking, looking so calm that he didn't seem like the person at the center of public opinion.

The ward became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, like the calm before the storm.

A few seconds later, the silence was broken. Luo Qinglin stared in disbelief and asked, "Why are you so leisurely?"

Jiang Yanyu shrugged: "If you want to quit the circle, then quit it. I don't care."

"You don't care?"

"You actually said you don't care!"

Angered by these light words, Luo Qinglin asked twice in a row with a hoarse voice.

"Mr. Luo is not my boyfriend, why are you so nervous?" Jiang Yanyu said nonchalantly.

"You..." Once again, Luo Qinglin was choked speechless by Jiang Yanyu.

This time it was the most serious. My eyes, nose and mouth seemed to be blocked by this sentence. I couldn't see the light, breathe the air, or make any sound.

After a long pause, Luo Qinglin gradually found his voice. He took a deep breath and did not choose to persuade him earnestly. Instead, he asked calmly: "Why do you say you don't care?"

After hearing the question, Jiang Yanyu did not answer, but also put away his nonchalant attitude, turned his back to the bed, and responded in silence.

"Jiang Yanyu, I want to know the reason." Luo Qinglin's tone softened.

"It turns out that Mr. Luo knows my name. I thought Mr. Luo would call me Mr. Jiang for the rest of his life." There was a hint of sarcasm in Jiang Yanyu's tone.

lifetime!

Is Jiang Yanyu hinting that she wants to pursue him for the rest of her life? No, no, no, Jiang Yanyu was clearly using these three words to confuse him and stop him from asking too many questions.

Knowing that he had uncovered Jiang Yanyu's trick, Luo Qinglin sighed and said, "If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask, but I hope you can take your career seriously."

"What kind of career?" Jiang Yanyu sneered, still not speaking properly, "A career as a clothes hanger? A career that doesn't make money? A career that doesn't contribute to society?"

Luo Qinglin has seen the video of Jiang Yanyu's catwalk. Jiang Yanyu's catwalk steps were light and graceful, and she walked with precise straight steps. It was obvious that this was the result of her hard work behind the scenes.

He once thought that Jiang Yanyu did his best in his career because of his passion, but Jiang Yanyu's disdainful tone just now made him waver.

"You... don't like being a model?" Luo Qinglin asked tentatively.

Jiang Yanyu replied: "It's not that I don't like it, I just think it's meaningless."

"So what is meaningful? Is being liked by fans meaningful?"

"Huh..."

The window of the ward was suddenly opened, and the salty, slightly warm sea breeze rushed in, carrying the minty scent of Jiang Yanyu's hair, causing Luo Qinglin to tremble slightly.

Jiang Yanyu turned around, leaned on the windowsill and said, "I just want to know if Mr. Luo likes it."

Luo Qinglin raised his head and saw that Jiang Yanyu's lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were deep and sincere, just like when they first met, like a fresh flower blooming in the extremely cold land, so beautiful that it made people's heart palpitate.

"......I like it," Luo Qinglin said in a daze.

Hearing the answer, Jiang Yanyu narrowed his eyes and immediately put on a cynical smile and said, "Yesterday he said he had no interest in men, but today he said he liked me. I didn't expect Mr. Luo's sexual orientation was so uncertain that I turned him gay so quickly."

Luo Qinglin: "......"

At such a critical moment, Jiang Yanyu actually had the leisure to make a joke. It is true that the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuchs are. He and Chen Qixing are the resentful eunuchs in the factory.

"I like the way you look when you're a model. You're dazzling and dedicated. You inspire my ambition and ignite my passion for shooting. Are you satisfied with this answer, Mr. Jiang?" Luo Qinglin said in a flat voice, expressing his true feelings without any emotion.

"Very satisfied." Jiang Yanyu smiled slyly and waved to Chen Qixin, who then took out a file bag from his backpack and handed it to Luo Qinglin.

"What is that?" Luo Qinglin opened the file bag puzzledly and unfolded the two thin pieces of paper inside.

Printed on the paper:

Labor dispatch contract

Dispatched employee: Luo Qinglin

Job Position: Actor

Dispatching unit: Hanxin Studio

Employer: Yanyu Studio

Contract duration: one year

Luo Qinglin frowned, poked at the few lines of words on the paper and asked, "What kind of mess is this?"

Chen Qixin took out a pen and handed it to Luo Qinglin, explaining respectfully: "Mr. Luo, your studio has decided to send you to work in our company. Both parties have signed and stamped. Now all that's left is your signature."

Chen Qixin was smiling and talking, with the lenses of his glasses on his nose reflecting the light, making him look like a gentle subordinate of a gangster.

"I won't sign it. Can I just sign a contract randomly?" Luo Qinglin threw away the pen. "Besides, how can this job position be an actor? I can only take pictures, not act."

"Mr. Luo," Chen Qixin picked up the pen and handed it back to Luo Qinglin, "This contract means that you will pretend to be Jiang Ge's boyfriend and help Jiang Ge through this career crisis for a period of one year."

"Boyfriend?" Luo Qinglin was dumbfounded. The progress was too fast. It was only the second day after they met again, and he was going to become Jiang Yanyu's boyfriend (pretending)?

"It's okay if you don't sign," Chen Qixin continued, "You can issue a clarification explaining that you are allergic, but public opinion has been fermenting for a whole day, and no one will believe you even if you issue it. People will also suspect that you are oppressed and forced to clarify. After discussion, we think the best solution is..."

Jiang Yanyu took over the conversation, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Let me clarify that you are my boyfriend. There is no such thing as forcing me."

Chen Qixin added: "After the clarification, you and Brother Jiang can appear on variety shows, do more business, increase your credibility, and this matter can be perfectly resolved."

Although the whole logic sounded correct, Luo Qinglin still felt that something was wrong.

Besides, can Jiang Yanyu's small company with only two people pay the five insurances and one fund? Can I get paid? He still has to pay off his mortgage in Beijing for another 20 years. What if he doesn’t have a stable income and is blacklisted by the bank?

But as long as he signed, he could take this opportunity to get closer to Jiang Yanyu and turn the fake into real.

Luo Qinglin's hand holding the pen was suspended above the paper, gradually trembling, but he just couldn't bring himself to write.

Emotionally, in pursuit of love, he wanted to sign immediately, but rationally, the instinct for survival grabbed his hand and prevented him from signing.

"What are you hesitating about?" Thinking that Luo Qinglin was reluctant, Jiang Yanyu asked unhappily, "Are you afraid that I will turn you gay and you won't be able to turn back?"

"No," Luo Qinglin hesitated for a moment and asked hesitantly, "Does your company have five insurances and one fund?"

Jiang Yanyu: “…”

Seeing that Jiang Yanyu didn't answer, Luo Qinglin's heart sank, and he asked with a bitter face: "No?"

Jiang Yanyu rubbed his brows and said to Chen Qixin, "You come and explain it to him."

Chen Qixin cleared his throat and said, "During the period of dispatch, your salary and five insurances and one housing fund will be borne by the company. Your basic monthly salary is initially set at 250k after tax. All additional income from variety shows, advertisements, etc. will be given to you personally, and the company will not take a commission. Do you think this is okay?"

"How much?" Luo Qinglin choked on his saliva and asked in shock, "250,000 after tax?"

This is equivalent to his income from working non-stop for half a year! In other words, as long as he works in Jiang Yanyu's company for one year, he can pay off his mortgage in advance?

"Mr. Luo, do you have any objection to this number? If you think it's too little, we can add more." Chen Qixin said with a smile.

Luo Qinglin replied: "No, no, it's enough."

"Then what are you still hesitating about?" Chen Qixing asked.

Yeah, what is he still hesitating about? He can pay off his mortgage and be close to Jiang Yanyu at the same time, so why doesn't he sign it?

Thinking of this, Luo Qinglin took a deep breath, picked up the pen suddenly, and finally signed his name on the horizontal line.

After signing, Chen Qixin put away the contract, left the ward, and immediately contacted the public relations and legal department. Jiang Yanyu narrowed her narrow eyes and approached Luo Qinglin and said, "It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Luo."

"It's a pleasure working with you." Luo Qinglin replied subconsciously.

The distance was too close, and the cunning light in Jiang Yanyu's eyes, the slightly trembling corners of his lips, and the lips trying to hold back a smile were all extremely clear in Luo Qinglin's eyes.

Only then did Luo Qinglin realize that something was wrong.

Even if he continued to work as a photographer in Hanxin Studio, did not sign a dispatch contract, but only signed a confidentiality agreement, he could still pretend to be Jiang Yanyu's boyfriend!

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