Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Double Update in One
Yan Su walked forward a few steps and stood next to Song Zhaozhao.
She was holding a bag in her hand, which was filled with snacks that the beautiful and gentle receptionist had given her when they first met before leaving.
Yan Su glanced at Song Zhaozhao and found that her lips had turned white with anger.
She had known Song Zhaozhao for many years and they had a relationship where they even lay on the ground and acted like corpses. She knew that Song Zhaozhao had hypoglycemia.
Yan Su took out a piece of chocolate from the bag, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into Song Zhaozhao's mouth, then looked at Liao Qiu.
Liao Qiu was frightened by what he saw and took two steps back reflexively.
At this time, the people around him came to their senses.
Some people looked at Song Zhaozhao's cold face, then looked at Liao Qiu, who was pale and weak in temperament, supporting Liao Qiu, who was obviously at a disadvantage, and muttered to each other to judge Song Zhaozhao.
After most people came to their senses, they returned to being real spectators.
Someone said, "Why do I feel like something's wrong with me just now... Oh, Song Zhaozhao looks quite pitiful."
Others immediately followed up on him.
"Yeah, look at Song Zhaozhao, she's so angry she's speechless."
When Liao Qiu heard someone speaking for Song Zhaozhao, he almost bit his teeth.
Years of habit made her immediately put on a heartbroken expression, and her eyes quickly filled with tears.
However, the next second she met Yan Su's eyes.
Liao Qiu's face trembled and he forced himself to hold back his tears.
She pulled the corners of her mouth together, forcing a smile, and said gently, "Susu, long time no see."
Yan Su could see that Liao Qiu looked uncomfortable.
She pulled a piece of chocolate out of the bag, peeling off the wrapper as she asked, "Xiao Qiu, why are you crying again?"
Yan Su was actually quite puzzled.
Although Liao Qiu likes to cry for no reason, Yan Su has no bad feelings towards her.
A few years ago, the two were on the same talent show. She was worried about Liao Qiu's health because she often saw her crying, and her tears seemed to never stop flowing.
Once, Liao Qiu and Song Zhaozhao had an argument in the dance studio in the middle of the night, and she happened to have fallen asleep in a small cubicle in the dance studio because she was too tired from rehearsal that day.
She was woken up by the sound of the two people arguing and walked out of the cubicle.
The moment Liao Qiu saw her, the expression on his face changed 180 degrees, and tears flowed down in less than a second.
Just like that, Liao Qiu watched her shed tears for more than two minutes.
At that time, she first spoke a few words to help Song Zhaozhao based on the facts, and then out of friendship for her teammate, she advised Liao Qiu to stop crying, saying that if she continued crying, she would go blind.
After this incident, Liao Qiu often blocked her way, and without saying anything, he would just look at her and cry.
She realized belatedly that Liao Qiu's abnormal behavior must be because he cried too much and his brain was damaged.
…
Yan Su felt very emotional when she thought about the past.
After she finished a piece of chocolate, she advised earnestly, "Xiao Qiu, don't cry so easily in the future. A few years ago, you cried so much that your brain was damaged."
Originally, Song Zhaozhao was still gasping for air and shaking all over because of anger. After hearing Yan Su's words, her eyes widened and she instantly became energetic.
She hated Liao Qiu's crying the most. Every time she cried, she felt a surge of nameless anger in her heart, which she wanted to vent but couldn't.
Song Zhaozhao stood up and said sarcastically, "Liao Qiu, so you've cried yourself crazy. That's right, you cry over trivial matters. It would be abnormal if you didn't have a broken brain."
The onlookers stared at Liao Qiu.
"Ah, will crying damage your brain?"
"No way? Everyone cries."
"You're stupid! People say Liao Qiu cries all the time, even over trivial matters. He's crying himself crazy."
…
Listening to the increasingly unbridled discussions around him, Liao Qiu felt that all too familiar feeling of suffocation surge in his chest again.
The assistant next to Liao Qiu was full of anger. He put his hands on his hips and was about to speak when he was interrupted.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After Liao Qiu finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Yan Su, mainly because he felt that a heart attack was unlucky just by looking at her.
She fled from this place.
"Xiao Qiu, if you are sick, you need treatment. Don't cry all the time. Remember, don't be afraid to seek medical treatment."
When Liao Qiu heard Yan Su's extremely sincere words, which were obviously full of concern, from behind him, he staggered and almost fell.
He's pretending, he must be pretending!
Whether it was a few years ago or now, Yan Su always pretended to care about her, but was actually mocking her!
…
Yan Su didn't look away until Liao Qiu ran into Tingyi Entertainment Co., Ltd. next door.
The other people who gathered around Zhengrong Entertainment Co., Ltd. also gradually dispersed.
At this time, the separated employees of Zhengrong Company and Song Zhaozhao's assistant bodyguards finally squeezed forward.
"Sister Zhao Zhao, are you okay?"
"That Liao Qiu is really going too far."
"That's right. Sister Zhao Zhao didn't bother her, yet she dared to come here on her own initiative!"
A group of people were filled with indignation.
Song Zhaozhao ate a piece of chocolate and mocked Liao Qiu for being mentally ill, and her mood was already very good.
She looked at Yan Su and hummed softly, then raised her head and said, "Thank you for helping me just now."
Yan Su waved her hand, it was just a free piece of chocolate given by someone else.
Song Zhaozhao thought of Liao Qiu, gritted his teeth, and said unhappily, "I was supposed to be participating in a travel variety show in a few days, but who knew Liao Qiu would snatch it away!"
She spent money to join this travel variety show because Yan Su joined a dating variety show, so she also wanted to shoot the variety show.
The more Song Zhaozhao thought about it, the angrier she got. "The program director returned tens of millions of dollars in investment to me and said Liao Qiu would be the final guest. Ahhhh, I'm so angry. I'm really pissed off."
Others began to comfort her.
Yan Su felt that the fragrant and sweet milk in her hand was not very tasty anymore.
Tens of millions invested... they are really rich.
Yan Su thought that Liao Qiu was an artist of Tingyi Entertainment, which was a company that ranked relatively high in the film and television industry before it went bankrupt.
She said, "Liao Qiu's boss, Zhong Zhenting, has a lot of resources. The travel variety show you mentioned was probably given to her by the company."
"I don't care how she stole my resources," Song Zhaozhao said angrily, "The key is that she actually dared to come to me and show off crying!"
Yan Su finished the milk drink in her hand and advised, "Why are you arguing so much with a patient?"
Song Zhaozhao's angry face was momentarily confused. "Ah?"
Patient? What patient?
Yan Su: "Just let Liao Qiu go. After all, she has a mental illness."
Song Zhaozhao: “???”
What? Sick in the brain? Is Liao Qiu really sick in the brain? Wasn't what Yan Su said just now a mockery of Liao Qiu?
Everyone else looked at Yan Su, as if waiting to see what was going on.
The anger on Song Zhaozhao's face completely disappeared, "...Is there really something wrong with Liao Qiu's brain?"
"Of course," Yan Su peeled another chocolate. "I thought you knew this. Who would cry so easily and all the time?"
Song Zhaozhao's face looked a little dazed.
The past events flashed through her mind quickly, and she found that it seemed to be the case. In her memory, Liao Qiu was always crying.
Song Zhaozhao frowned and then relaxed. In less than two seconds, he frowned again and slowly relaxed again. Finally, he said suspiciously, "Since she is mentally ill, forget it. I won't bother with her about the past."
Yan Su swallowed the chocolate in her mouth and clapped her hands.
She successfully signed the endorsement contract of Chu Jian, and also got a small piece of gossip from a former colleague. It was time for her to return to the crew.
Chen Baozong's 100 kilograms of peanuts had to be prepared by Dandan in advance. Fortunately, Chen Baozong was quite considerate and provided the raw materials for free.
"I'm leaving."
Yan Su said something casually to Song Zhaozhao and prepared to turn around and leave.
Song Zhaozhao was still immersed in the thought, "Ah, it turns out Liao Qiu really has a mental illness." Seeing Yan Su about to leave, she immediately grabbed her hand and said, "Wait, I have something to talk to you about."
It was about her boss Xie Zhengrong wanting to sign Yan Su.
A few days ago, Song Zhaozhao suddenly received a call from his boss.
On the other end of the phone, the boss said frankly that she and Yan Su had a good relationship and were like sisters. She said she wanted to sign Yan Su and asked her to help make the contact.
…
Zhengrong Entertainment Conference Room.
Song Zhaozhao had just called the boss.
When her boss heard that Yan Su was in the company, he was so excited that he split his legs several times. He was now rushing back to the company in a hurry.
Song Zhaozhao stared at Yan Su who was sitting opposite her and snorted.
What good relationship? What sisterly love? The boss is good in every way, except for her poor eyesight.
There is only a purely competitive relationship between her and Yan Su.
Song Zhaozhao said, "Yan Su, don't think that I will let you go just because you helped me."
After thinking of something, she looked very proud and said happily: "I am now the number one sister of Zhengrong Entertainment. If you come in, you will have to follow behind me and be suppressed by me."
Yan Su ate the snacks brought by the receptionist and said perfunctorily, "Oh."
Song Zhaozhao didn't care about her attitude at all and started talking about her position in the company.
Yan Su listened and occasionally nodded in agreement. Seeing that her lips were a little dry after talking for too long, she unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to her.
Song Zhaozhao was greatly encouraged and spoke more and more excitedly until the door of the conference room was pushed open.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!"
Xie Zhengrong pushed the door open and came in, his eyes fixed directly on Yan Su.
Oh my god, this face!
Xie Zhengrong's eyes were wide open.
Although he only learned the basics of physiognomy from his cousin Xie Ting, it did not prevent him from seeing that Yan Su had a good face.
Yan Su looked at Xie Zhengrong.
Just now, Song Zhaozhao said that Xie Zhengrong wanted to sign a contract with her, but she rejected it in her heart.
After all, with her current fame, the company can't offer her any good conditions.
Her heart began to ache when she thought that the company might get more than half of the money she had worked hard to earn.
but.
Yan Su thought for a moment and realized that she was lucky today. Chen Baozong gave her an endorsement for 100 kilograms of peanuts. Maybe if she was lucky, Xie Zhengrong would also offer her good conditions?
Xie Zhengrong looked at Yan Su, and the more he looked, the hotter his heart became.
Ever since the money tree and lucky cat he bought at great expense were destroyed by the despicable Zhong Zhenting, not only has the company's fortune been affected, but he himself has also been plagued by bad luck over the past three years.
A few days ago, he drew lots at Lingyin Temple, and the lot said that his benefactor had appeared.
When Xie Zhengrong heard the master's words, Yan Su's face immediately appeared in his mind.
The man's sixth sense told him that Yan Su must be the person who changed his destiny.
At this moment, he became more determined in his thoughts.
Xie Zhengrong thought about the past three unfortunate years, about how Zhong Zhenting destroyed his beloved money tree and fortune cat, and poached artist after artist from his company, and he began to feel uneasy again.
"It's so delicious." Xie Zhengrong said with a smile.
Yan Su glanced at him and felt that his attitude was extremely good, and she felt great anticipation in her heart.
Wei Jiao looked at Xie Zhengrong with vigilance and scrutiny.
Only when she was sure that his eyes were serious and there was no indescribable desire in his gaze towards Yan Su did she slowly let go of her worries.
Xie Zhengrong said, "As long as you come to my company, your assistant's salary, transportation, clothing, and all other daily expenses will be covered by the company."
Yan Su's heart skipped a beat. She tried her best not to laugh and nodded reservedly, "Yeah."
Seeing that Yan Su did not refuse, Xie Zhengrong quickly looked at the assistant standing beside him and gave him a look.
The assistant understood and took out the contract from his briefcase.
Xie Zhengrong handed over the contract and said solemnly, "Susu, this is an A-level contract."
Yan Su & Wei Jiao: "..."
A-level contracts are the most artist-friendly contracts.
Song Zhaozhao stared, her expression frozen.
…
An extended black Bentley slowly drove into the film and television city.
After a while.
The car stopped not far from the set of Predator.
It was lunchtime, and most of the crew were either having lunch or gathering together to chat about gossip.
Someone accidentally glanced at the unfamiliar car that had stopped and said, "Hey, hey, hey, look, there's a luxury car."
"Where, where?"
Hearing this, many people looked up.
Someone who knows more about luxury cars saw it and was surprised: "Oh, this is a limited edition, there are only three in the world."
At this moment, everyone, whether they were eating or chatting about gossip, shifted their attention to the luxury car that suddenly appeared.
The driver got out of the car and trotted over to open the back door.
Wen Muchan looked at the WeChat chat box with Yan Su.
The message he sent twenty minutes ago still hadn't received a reply.
The car door was opened.
Wen Muchan put away his phone.
When the crew saw the car door open, they became even more energetic and stared at the person getting out of the car without blinking.
Ding Cheng and Ding Cai naturally recognized it as their young master's car at the first moment.
The two were excited and just as they were about to run over, they remembered that they were now "undercover".
Soon, there was a gasp from the crew because the man who got out of the car was so handsome.
The only regret is that the man is sitting in a wheelchair and his face looks obviously sick.
"Huh? Eh?" someone asked doubtfully. "He's very handsome, looks only in his twenties, but he's in a wheelchair, looks pale, and doesn't look healthy. Don't you think..."
He stopped talking and stared at the people around him.
"Ah, I see!"
A young man exclaimed, "Isn't this Sister Yan's new boyfriend, that sickly young master?"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked as if they had suddenly understood.
"Yes, this man looks like he fits the image of Sister Yan's new boyfriend, a sickly young master!"
"Oh my god, is he really that sickly young master? He's so handsome and a perfect match for Sister Yan!"
"Ahhh, I really got it! Here he comes, he's coming towards us!"
Everyone's eyes lit up as they looked at the man sitting in a wheelchair being pushed over by bodyguards.
Wen Muchan faced everyone's burning gazes, his expression remaining calm.
He said in a gentle voice: "Hello, I'm looking for Yan Su."
When everyone heard him say Yan Su's name, they completely believed that he was Yan Su's new boyfriend, the sickly young master.
The guy who had just exclaimed took a few steps forward and asked, "You are Sister Yan's new boyfriend, right?"
Wen Muhan glanced at everyone calmly, his face seemed to hesitate for a moment, and he shook his head and said, "Don't get me wrong, Yan Su and I are just friends."
No one believed what he said at all, especially when they noticed the obvious pause and hesitation in his tone.
Seeing him like this, they immediately thought of Yan Su who often said on the crew that she didn't have a boyfriend.
"Don't worry, we understand, we all understand, and we will definitely keep it a secret and not tell anyone else."
…
Yan Su and Wei Jiao returned to the film and television city in the company's car, both with smiles on their faces.
Yan Su has been in a good mood since leaving Zhengrong Entertainment Company.
Unexpectedly, in just one morning, she not only got the endorsement of a first-line beauty brand but also signed a contract with the company.
Yan Su listened to the words of her agent and the corners of her mouth curled up happily.
until-
"Sister Yan, your boyfriend is here to visit you."
A little girl wearing glasses in the crew said happily to Yan Su.
Yan Su: “?”
Wei Jiao stopped talking immediately, her eyes becoming sharp: "Boyfriend? What boyfriend?"
Yan Su: “…I don’t know either.”
The crew gathered around.
"Sister Yan, the sickly young master is so handsome, and he's a perfect match for you."
"Sister Yan, the sickly young master bought snacks and drinks for our entire crew. How thoughtful."
"Ahhh, no, no, no, this sickly young master has such a good personality, it reminds me of that innocent green tea guy who replaced him! I'm so pissed!"
Listening to the words of the idiots in front of her, Yan Su: "..."
What boyfriend? What sickly young master? She doesn't even have a boyfriend.
etc.
Yan Su's brain, which would not move unless it was absolutely necessary, suddenly started to think. Could the sickly young master they were talking about be Dandan's biological father, Wen Muhan?
Yan Su immediately took out her phone and opened WeChat.
Walking Trillion Dollar Bills: I happened to be passing by the film and television city due to some personal matters, so I stopped by to see you. I hope I won't disturb you at work?
This message was sent more than forty minutes ago.
Yan Su: “…”
She remembered the latest version of her boyfriend circulating in the crew. The boyfriend she had never met was sick and in a wheelchair.
Could it be that these idiots are talking nonsense in front of Wen Muchan?
Yan Su began to pick her toes.
"Sister Yan, look at that car," someone said happily, pointing to a Bentley parked not far away, "The sickly young master is waiting for you in the car."
Yan Su looked in the direction she pointed and saw a luxury car.
Wei Jiao was completely stunned when she heard everyone's solemn words.
A sickly young master? Is her Yan Su really in love?
Wei Jiao tugged at her hand, "What's going on?"
Yan Su: "Sister Wei, I'll explain it to you later."
After saying that, she immediately trotted over.
A group of people watched Yan Su run to the car, knock on the window twice, then open the door and quickly get in.
"Oh, I've never seen Sister Yan so anxious."
"Ahhh, these two have such a good relationship."
Wei Jiao: “…”
In the car.
As soon as Yan Su came up, she immediately clarified with a serious face: "Young Master, those people in the crew said that you are my boyfriend, it's all nonsense."
Wen Muchan's face was slightly stunned.
It turned out that he was really being sentimental before, and Yan Su had no intention of confessing her feelings to him.
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