【209. Goodbye Cheng Mingguo】
The person who said this was not Zhao Yiji, but Zheng Xuhe who appeared from the door.
"Why is Actor Zheng here?" Zhao Yijie was a little surprised, but he quickly realized that he was here for Cheng Qingxing, so he immediately walked to the door, "You guys chat, I'm going to work first."
Zhao Yijie walked very quickly, fearing that something might happen if he stayed close to them.
He didn't dare to stay here. If he saw something he shouldn't see, he would leave the entertainment industry.
"Were you talking about Zhao Yijie just now?" Zheng Xuhe walked over and asked quietly, "I heard about his story from Cheng Zhiyi."
"Oh? Did he also tell you about the change in the play?" Cheng Qingxing glanced outside the door and asked in a low voice.
"Well, I agree." Zheng Xuhe said calmly, "But I still scolded him."
"Why?" Cheng Qingxing asked without thinking.
"I shouldn't have told you this." Zheng Xuhe said helplessly, "If you make this decision and the person involved knows about it, it will be troublesome."
"It's already troublesome." Cheng Qingxing said with a smile, "The matter has been known, so it's difficult to deal with it now."
Zheng Xuhe didn't say anything and his face didn't look very good.
"That photo, can't it be——"
Cheng Qingxing put his hand on his mouth and said seriously, "Let's not talk about this in the crew. We can talk about it when we get back."
Indeed, this matter should not be discussed now, as there are too many people watching us here.
"I have to go to a magazine shoot later, so I should be busy until midnight."
Cheng Qingxing didn't understand why Zheng Xuhe had to explain to him. When he turned around and looked at him, there was some confusion in his eyes, and then he said softly: "Well, so what?"
"No, I just want to tell you." Zheng Xuhe was actually a little disappointed. This was not what he wanted to hear.
But he would definitely not say it out loud because he wants to save face.
"Okay, I got it." Cheng Qingxing responded with a smile, "Go ahead, here's the password to my door lock, the last six digits of my phone number. If you want to come in, just come in."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Xuhe smiled secretly. Just as he was about to approach him, Cheng Qingxing raised his hand to stop him.
"Be careful of your identity and don't make a move in public."
Although Cheng Qingxing's words were full of disdain, his tone was quite doting.
Zheng Xuhe knew what he meant. After all, their current identities were rather special, and any overly intimate actions could easily be photographed by someone with bad intentions.
Cheng Qingxing felt that there were actually relatively few people who dared to expose the truth, but there should be quite a few people who dared to ask for money. He still didn't like giving money to people for no reason.
But Zheng Xuhe didn't think so. He just wanted someone to take a photo of the two of them together, and then he could make their relationship public.
He felt like the mistress who could not see the light of day, thinking that he could rise to the top directly by relying on the power of the public.
"Let's go." Cheng Qingxing raised his hand and waved at him, then walked out. "You go do your thing, and I'll go do mine."
Cheng Qingxing has some very important things to deal with today and doesn't have time to chat with Zheng Xuhe here.
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Jinghai Police Station.
This is Cheng Qingxing's second time here. The guard at the door knows him. After all, he is now somewhat famous.
"Hello, is Mr. Cheng Mingguo detained in the police station now?" Cheng Qingxing asked with a smile.
"Are you here to visit him?" The guard knew his and Cheng Mingguo's identities. "Today is the last day. You can wait until tomorrow."
In fact, the guard was doing this for his own good. After all, he knew that Cheng Qingxing's identity was rather special.
He went in and out of the police station. I guess there were a lot of paparazzi and media setting up cameras outside. The police didn't want to be on the hot search again because of this kind of thing.
So I wanted Cheng Qingxing to go back and wait for a day.
"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not possible." Cheng Qingxing replied with a smile, "I have to come to see him now, otherwise he probably won't want to see me later."
The guard frowned, but it was not easy to persuade him any more, so he let him in and explained the procedure of visiting.
When writing the application report, he hesitated for a moment when he saw the line about relationships and wrote "friends".
When the police officer who was reviewing the information saw this line, he looked a little surprised and asked, "What is this——"
"Our family's affairs are complicated. Can't I visit you if I write this as my relationship?" Cheng Qingxing asked back with a smile.
It was definitely allowed to visit, so the police didn’t ask any more questions and just let him pass.
He's just a deadbeat, not a murderer. He'll be released tomorrow. Why can't you visit him?
Cheng Qingxing looked at the man sitting in the detention room. He hadn't seen him for a while, but he had a lot more white hair and wrinkles on his face. He looked a lot older.
"You look like you're having a hard time." He slowly sat down opposite Cheng Mingguo, "If you're having a hard time, you should ask me for some money."
"Then I'm asking you for money now, can you give it to me?" Cheng Mingguo asked him with a gloomy face, "I'm your father after all, it's normal for you to give me some money to pay it back, right?"
"You only act like a father when you ask me for money." Cheng Qingxing said impatiently, then slowly moved the chair under him, "How much do you owe?"
Cheng Mingguo thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "A few tens of millions? I'm not sure. Anyway, it's been delayed for a long time."
"It seems that you don't regard those people who work for you as human beings at all." Cheng Qingxing took a deep breath and smiled helplessly, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
"God's punishment?" Cheng Mingguo sneered, then slammed the table in excitement, "Is it because I don't want to pay it back? I don't have the money, what can I do?"
"What are you doing?" The guard at the door knocked on the door immediately. "Why are you banging on the table? You want to go back in, right?"
Cheng Mingguo, who was a little excited just now, calmed down a little, sat back and muttered quietly: "It's better to go back. At least I don't have to go out and face those debt collectors."
"Is that what you think?" Cheng Qingxing smiled helplessly, "Don't you want to think about your son?"
When Cheng Qingxu was mentioned, Cheng Mingguo's face instantly darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You mentioned him at this time, isn't it just to make me feel uncomfortable? Do you think I really love him?"
When Cheng Qingxing heard this, he was stunned for a few seconds, then he smiled with relief.
"Should I tell your wife and son about this?" Cheng Qingxing asked him with a smile, "You are a man who only loves yourself and gambles."
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