However, the reason why Chen Kong has not taken the initiative to contact Han Li... is another very important reason.
——He is really a novice when it comes to being kept.
His previous words and deeds were basically determined by imitating clips of Meng Mingxuan's previous acting and interviews, combined with his chat records with others, so Shen Kong roughly knew how Meng Mingxuan got along with his agent and the media, but the way he talked to the sponsor... Shen Kong couldn't figure it out, and Meng Mingxuan had no experience of being kept by someone before, so there was no template for him to imitate.
Shen Kong frowned subconsciously, but before he could figure out what to do, his cell phone suddenly rang.
The caller ID on the phone screen flashed as the ringing sounded:
Korean, so so.
Shen Kong: “…”
Well, it seems that he saved it when he was drunk.
The phone was buzzing in his palm. Shen Kong took a deep breath, swiped the screen with his thumb, and answered the call.
Han Li's deep and restrained voice came from the receiver:
"Are we in City E?"
Chen Kong spent three seconds thinking about what tone to use when talking to the sponsor, and finally decided to do it in the safest way:
"right……"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his attitude seemed too cold and distant, so he subconsciously stopped talking and made a 180-degree turn:
"--Honey?"
Han Li: “…”
Shen Kong: “…”
There was a strange silence on both sides of the microphone.
Chen Kong relied on his thick skin to hold the situation. He cleared his throat and calmly added the next half sentence:
"——Dear President Han."
After a long silence, Han Li on the other end of the phone finally spoke in a subtle tone:
"...Hmm...Your name is quite unique."
"Yes, after all, this is the only way to express my gratitude and admiration for you."
Chen Kong made up a lie without blushing or beating his heart, and then quickly changed the topic: "Mr. Han, why did you call me so late? What's the matter?"
The voice on the other end of the phone also regained its composure:
"Nothing, just wanted to see if you are satisfied with the current resources?"
Shen Kong answered very quickly: "Of course, I am very satisfied. Thank you Mr. Han for your cultivation."
"Hmm?" Han Li's low voice rose slightly, uttering a puzzled syllable: "Why don't you call me dear President Han now?"
Shen Kong: “…”
"...Thank you dear Mr. Han for your cultivation."
Han Li's voice with a hint of laughter came from the other end of the phone: "So, now you are enjoying the benefits of being kept as mentioned on the Internet?"
Shen Kong was silent for a long time.
This sentence is really familiar.
He vaguely remembered that when he was drunk, he seemed - seemed - seemed to have said something like this?
Chen Kong: “………………”
So why did this kid become so annoying when he grew up? ?
After hanging up the phone, there was a lingering smile on Han Li's face. His handsome and aggressive facial features seemed to be softened a little. His pair of dark eyes were like a deep lake rippling in the moonlight, and his sharp edges were smoothed a little.
Just then, there were two gentle knocks on his office door.
"Come in."
Han Li put the still warm phone in his hand on the table, crossed his thin knuckles, and looked up at the door.
Zhao Jun walked in with a large pile of documents. He adjusted his glasses and was slightly stunned when his eyes fell on Han Li's face. He said in disbelief:
"...Boss, are you in a good mood today?"
He placed the document in his hand on Han Li's desk, winked at him teasingly, and asked gossipingly:
"Is it because of the little celebrity you've been supporting recently?"
On the eve of Han Li being forced to go abroad, he closed most of the companies under his name and only left Puzzel for Zhao Jun to manage and operate. This was also another degree of cutting off the tail to survive. Therefore, during the eight years abroad, Han Li was not completely separated from the domestic market and situation. Instead, he secretly expanded his network and resources by remotely instructing Zhao Jun. That was why he was able to gain an advantage quickly after returning to China.
And Zhao Jun is basically the subordinate who has been with him the longest.
Han Li's expression returned to his previous calm expression:
"What? Don't you know that Meng Mingxuan was sent by Han Zizhuo?"
Zhao Jun laughed dryly twice, then suddenly became serious:
"But I haven't seen you so relaxed for a long time. It seems that the little star is quite resourceful. Boss, you must not be fooled by his magic potion..."
Looking at Han Li's dark eyes that showed neither anger nor joy, Zhao Jun's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he swallowed the words into his stomach.
Han Li tapped his knuckles on the table twice, making a clear knocking sound, and said indifferently:
"It's just a show."
Then, before Zhao Jun could say anything else, Han Li glanced at him indifferently, with an obvious threat in his slightly cold voice:
"If you have time to think about these things, why not think about how the affairs in the east are being handled? You don't want your year-end bonus to go to waste, do you?"
Zhao Jun was depressed. He turned around and walked out, mumbling to himself as he walked:
——Lending out your private jet just for fun?
I really believe it.
At five o'clock the next day, when the sky was still dark, the shooting began.
The program crew raided the rooms where the guests were staying one by one - of course, this was discussed with the stars in advance to avoid embarrassment or privacy leaks.
The only problem was when they attacked Meng Mingxuan's room.
Because he was in a bad mood after waking up, he angrily threw a pillow and hit the camera, and the filming was interrupted unexpectedly.
Although there were some twists and turns, all six guests were finally woken up smoothly.
The new assistant Xiao Lin trembled with fear as he glanced at the gloomy expression of Shen Kong's low pressure, and then quickly lowered his head before he looked back, as if he wanted to cry without tears because the sun and the moon had lost their light. He felt as if he could already see the hot searches after the show was broadcast -
#Meng Mingxuan plays big##Meng Mingxuan has a sour face#
After a simple breakfast, several people got on the bus to the destination. The production team took out a big bag on the bus and said to the stars in a friendly manner: "Please put all communication equipment, electronic products, and valuables in the bag. Thank you for your cooperation."
Several stars looked at each other and saw a gloomy cloud on each other's faces - they were on a pirate ship.
But now that things have come to this, all we can do is cooperate.
The program team hit a snag again with Meng Mingxuan.
He just frowned reluctantly, and then acted like a scoundrel and refused to hand over his phone. After being persuaded by several other stars, he finally threw the phone into the bag with reluctance. However, the expression on his face became even uglier, and he didn't even look in a good mood when talking to the staff of the program crew.
After all this drama, the guests in the entire car had a worse and worse impression of Meng Mingxuan.
He is the least experienced in the entire program crew. His representative works at most are a few web dramas and a "Guiyuan Tower" which has not yet started filming. He also has the worst reputation on the Internet, not to mention the rumors that he is being kept and brought money into the crew. In this kind of variety show that specializes in selling an honest character and taking the route of hard work, with the microscope of netizens, you can find eight hundred loopholes even if you are not wrong, and you dare to do it so blatantly... It's simply too inconsiderate.
If it weren't for the support of the entertainment industry's plastic relationships, I'm afraid the guests would find it difficult to maintain even a basic polite smile towards Meng Mingxuan.
As for Chen Kong, he sat alone and comfortably in the back row of the bus, propping his cheek with his palm, looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the bus with a pleasant mood, a subtle smile on his lips.
——The plan is passed.
After taking the bus for nearly three hours, we finally arrived at our destination.
The guests got out of the car and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
Before your eyes is a dense and thriving primeval jungle.
The roots of the sturdy trees are twisted and almost as thick as several people can hug. The dense branches and leaves form a huge dome above the head, like a green canopy. It has a kind of rough and wild beauty. It grows wantonly without any external interference, competing with each other for air and water, and finally weaving into an inseparable whole. Countless long vines and aerial roots hang down from the top of the head, interweaving into a dense and airtight net.
This is a completely different kind of charm from the city, a purely wild one.
Chen Kong was the last one to get out of the car. He slightly tightened his fingers on the metal door frame and subconsciously stopped walking.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The fresh air rushed into his nostrils, mixed with the smell of soil and rotten leaves. It was so familiar, as if it was deeply engraved in his bones and genes.
Shen Kong lifted the strap of his backpack, then jumped down the escalator of the bus. The hard soles of his boots sank into the soft humus, and every step seemed to be stepping on his memories.
He looked up at the dense branches and leaves above his head, his eyes peering through the gaps between the leaves at the clear sky, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, a voice not far ahead interrupted Shen Kong's meditation.
It turned out that the instructor asked everyone to walk forward.
Their goal this time was not only to survive in the Misty Mountains for seven days, but also to cross this primitive jungle within these seven days.
The program team put a map in each of their backpacks and marked the route. Chen Kong looked through it and compared it last night. The jungle is very large, but the program team chose the shortest and least dangerous route, which is equivalent to making a narrow and short cut from the outside. Although it is called "climbing the original jungle", it is actually just a gimmick. They just brushed the edge of the jungle.
However, even so, the number of miles needed to be traveled every day cannot be underestimated - especially for these stars who never leave their homes.
Chen Kong followed behind the main force, moving forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The jungle ahead was dark and deep, as if representing an unknown territory. The road they were traveling on was not flat. Since they were heading towards the Misty Mountains, they were climbing upwards all the time. In addition, the humus on the ground was several meters thick, and there were huge tree roots. It was a challenge for anyone who had not received professional training, so the speed of the entire team was not very fast.
Chen Kong was the second to last in the entire team.
He did not rush forward, nor did he fall behind, but just slowly maintained the least prominent position. Slightly behind him was Ran Wan, whose physical strength seemed to be the weakest in the entire team. She was originally in third place, but slowly fell behind to the last place.
There were traces of dirt on her fair and beautiful face, and her cheeks were red from the exercise, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered.
The survival instructor who was following the end of the team to prevent anyone from falling behind walked up and asked in a low voice about her physical condition.
Ran Wan gritted her teeth, a smile appeared on her face, and she said breathlessly:
"It's okay, I can still hold on."
Shen Kong turned his head to look at her, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
He slowed down his pace to be parallel to the instructor, reached out and pulled the instructor's sleeve, his face wrinkled, and said pitifully:
"Instructor, my feet hurt. When can we take a break?"
The instructor looked at him in surprise, frowning tightly. "It's not even eleven o'clock yet, and we've only been walking for an hour and a half. Why are you already complaining about being tired? Ran Wan, a girl, can persist, so why can't you, a grown man, endure hardship?"
Meng Mingxuan continued to pester, "I think I twisted my ankle when I stepped over that tree root just now. It really hurts. Instructor, please tell me when we can take a break."
The instructor was annoyed by his pestering: "Just a few kilometers away is the river. We will camp there and have lunch."
Shen Kong was satisfied and stopped asking questions, but when he turned around, he was stopped by the instructor:
"Wait, didn't you say you sprained your ankle? This is serious. Take off your shoes and let me see them. I have to make sure your next actions are safe."
Shen Kong: “…”
If I had known this, I would have changed the reason.
But Shen Kong changed his mind and thought: Isn’t this better?
He sprained his ankle just to be lazy and lied about it, thus hindering the team's progress - it couldn't be more perfect.
So he found a stone to sit down with peace of mind, took off his right boot, and let the instructor's fingers massage his ankle.
Because of his accident, the entire team had to stop and wait. Sure enough, two minutes later, the instructor stood up with a frown and said, "Your foot is fine. Are you sure you sprained it?"
Meng Mingxuan stammered and was unable to speak.
The other five stars all looked at him unfriendly, and even the best-mannered Duan Mingcheng couldn't help but show a rare hint of disgust on his face.
At this moment, Shen Kong suddenly caught a glimpse of an unusual movement.
Ran Wan was so tired that she raised her hand to climb onto the tree trunk beside her. A large brown snake coiled on a thick branch was making an attacking posture, slowly shrinking its body, raising its pointed triangular head, and its body was covered with deadly and complex spotted patterns. This pattern distinguished it from other non-venomous snakes, and also made it perfectly blend into the surrounding environment. It almost merged into the brown and dry tree trunk that the snake's body was wrapped around, making it hidden and extremely difficult to be discovered by other predators.
Not to mention that everyone's eyes were on him.
Even the two survival instructors focused their attention on him, the patient who was pretending to sprain his ankle.
——The snake raised its neck and opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs.
In a flash, Chen Kong had no time to think, he flipped his wrist, grabbed the small knife that had been at hand, and threw it at the poisonous snake with skillful and swift movements.
A flash of silver light.
The saber flew past Ran Wan's cheek and with a "whoosh" sound it pierced deeply into the wooden stake.
The hair on Ran Wan's cheeks was blown up by the strong wind. Her face was blank. After several seconds, she finally screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhh——!"
Everyone was stunned in place, staring in amazement at what was happening on the field.
Only the instructor reacted quickly. He stood up and ran quickly behind Ran Wan. When he saw the situation behind her, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
This time he finally saw the big snake that was wrapped around the branch beside Ran Wan. Its thick and colorful body looked particularly terrifying under the light.
The knife was inserted precisely into the snake's vital point, without any deviation or movement, piercing the entire body of the snake and nailing it firmly to the tree trunk. The handle of the knife was even trembling slightly due to the remaining force.
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