Chapter 31 Breakthrough
Breakdown: Permanent damage to the device occurs when the electric field strength exceeds the tolerance limit.
Fu Guanshan's business smile changed, Hai Qiu could see it on his face.
The smiles and looks of celebrities are all designed by professionals so that no matter when and where the camera is pointed, there will be no negative photos circulating on the Internet.
As for Fu Guanshan, there are "I knew I would win the award but I was still surprised and happy", "I lost to the opponent but pretended to congratulate with a smile", "The most stunning smile on the red carpet night", "The smile provided exclusively for CP fans", etc.
This morning, he was still "bored and wanted to die but had to put on a show with a smile", but after making a phone call, he became "I'm so happy that now I can treat an asteroid hitting the earth as watching a meteor shower and smile".
Hai Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.
A while ago, Fu Guanshan didn’t show off his poor English, nor did he lament that today’s makeup was “too glamorous”.
He felt depressed and uncomfortable. He wanted to tell his boss to stop being so serious and that he was the least suitable man in the world for melancholy.
Now, the world has finally returned to its original state.
Haiqiu also showed the same heartless smile.
It was not until the evening, when the cast had a dinner together, that he took out "The Missing Children on Wing On Street".
"Director Chen," he said to the director who was worried about the box office, "I have a script here. It's a suspenseful science fiction, and it also reflects social events. It also comes with its own investment. It's definitely your style."
Hai Qiu was sitting at another table, feeling frustrated as if he couldn't slap the screen. He wanted to pounce on it immediately, grab the crumpled paper and throw it into the Mariana Trench.
Fu Guanshan has a good personality and a serious attitude, so the director gave him some face, took the script, and told him to go back and take a look.
"If you think it's good, feel free to come find me," Fu Guanshan said, "Of course, if you think I'm not suitable to be the lead actor..." He hesitated for a moment and said sadly, "Then you can find He Qiming."
Hai Qiu suppressed the urge to jump out of his seat. Director Chen is famous for his pickiness. How dare you hand him this elementary school student's script that hasn't even been checked for typos and grammatical errors?
You want to find the most popular child star to play the role, what a shame!
The director expressed his understanding of Fu Guanshan’s choice. Which actor doesn’t want to turn things around and make money? However, very few can successfully make the transition.
Of course, if he is just here for fun, then it doesn't matter.
"No," Fu Guanshan said seriously, "I want to sell it well."
Haiqiu felt that what he had in his mouth was not red wine but blood.
Fu Guanshan was still promoting "a peerless book that combines all popular elements". Hai Qiu was scratching his head, trying to find a way to make him "shut up". When he was at a loss for a way, his cell phone vibrated on the dining table.
Hai Qiu took a look at the message and was shocked.
He did have an excuse to drag Fu Guanshan out, but what would happen afterwards might be even more heart-breaking than this dinner.
He slowly walked to Fu Guanshan's side, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Brother, your brother... Zhongxian from Kexin..."
Damn, why is it so hard to find a suitable name!
Fu Guanshan glanced at him: "Where is he?"
Hai Qiu wiped his sweat and said, "Just upstairs. He said that when he came in just now, he saw the crew having dinner here, and said that he would meet them if there was a chance."
Fu Guanshan hesitated for a moment, and Hai Qiu discovered in despair that the heartless smile had disappeared.
"Excuse me for a moment." Fu Guanshan said to the person sitting at the same table.
When he went out, he waved to Hai Qiu, indicating that she didn't need to follow him.
Compared with the noise downstairs, the dining environment upstairs is quite quiet. From a distance, Fu Guanshan only saw a man sitting by the window.
If someone who doesn't know the situation, they might say that they are somewhat similar, after all, they inherited their father's bone structure.
But Fu Guanshan refused to admit it.
"Hey," he said, sitting opposite, "Isn't this the eldest son of Kexin?"
The man turned his head. There was a shallow scar from the end of his eyebrow to the corner of his forehead, but his hair was neatly combed to both sides without any covering or modification.
Because of this mark, his handsome face looked a little fierce.
When he heard Fu Guanshan's name, he felt like he was having a myocardial infarction for a moment.
"Long time no see," he said, "brother."
"No, no, no," Fu Guanshan picked up the drink menu on the table and looked through it. He didn't want to drink, he just didn't want to look at the face opposite him, "I can't afford you."
Zhong Wenchu looked at him for a while and smiled: "You are still the same as before."
"Yes, he is just as ignorant and unintelligible, and has no ambitions. He can't threaten your position at all." He turned a page. "Are you satisfied? Is the inspection over?"
"You are always so hostile to me."
"That's not directed at you," Fu Guanshan looked up from the drink list, "It's directed at your family."
Zhong Wenchu was only two years younger than him, and his parents divorced when he was twelve. For ten years, his father secretly supported two families.
Now thinking about it, I wonder how much of those excuses for overtime and business trips are true.
This is a reason to hate, but it is not the most important one.
The most important thing is that after my parents’ marriage broke down, the family fell into a financial crisis for a period of time.
At this time, Zhong Wenchu's mother asked a third party to set up a trap and bought the Kexin shares from Fu Lanying at a low price.
"Your mother is really talented," Fu Guanshan said, "She saw the value of the shares so early, and chose the most appropriate time to take advantage of the situation."
In a sense, her trophy was not Zhong Yuan, but Ke Xin.
Zhong Wenchu smiled and said, "You think that both my mother and I are Machiavellians."
Fu Guanshan stared at him for a while and said, "Who is Mary?"
The wine in Zhong Wenchu's glass almost spilled out. He calmed himself down and changed the subject: "I heard your lover works in Lincheng?"
Fu Guanshan became alert: "What does this have to do with you?"
"I just thought that Big Brother should go to Lincheng more often now," Zhong Wenchu said, "What a coincidence. I have some business there in the second half of the year, and we will probably see each other more often. I hope you won't block my way then."
Fu Guanshan narrowed his eyes. This guy was here just to provoke him. "What's the matter?"
"To be precise, it's a person," Zhong Wenchu said calmly, "a person who owes me a huge debt."
"Whether you're looking for trouble or someone, stay away from our house."
"What a pity," Zhong Wenchu said, "You didn't come back to fight me at the beginning, so now you have no bargaining chip to stop me."
"Are you here to strengthen brotherhood or to intimidate?"
Zhong Wenchu shrugged and said, "Doesn't The Prince say that being feared is much safer than being loved?"
Fu Guanshan looked at him for a while and said, "Have mercy on those who are alive, and most importantly, have mercy on those who have no love in their lives."
Zhong Wenchu frowned.
"Do you know which great philosopher said this?"
"Who?"
"Dumbledore."
Zhong Wenchu took another sip of wine. He hadn't felt the sensation of a continuous myocardial infarction for a long time.
"In this world, there can only be one high-level intellectual who can show off his knowledge to me," Fu Guanshan stood up, "and that's my wife."
He waved to Zhong Wenchu as a goodbye, and then walked out the door.
Zhong Wenchu looked at his back and suddenly said, "If I had a brother like you..."
Fu Guanshan turned around suddenly with a very unhappy look on his face.
Zhong Wenchu met his gaze and smiled: "Probably I will be very happy."
Fu Guanshan was silent for a while. "It will be very painful for me," he said, "so don't talk about it anymore."
When he returned to the box, the dinner was almost over. Hai Qiu glanced at him from time to time, and saw him pick up the cup and drink a few glasses generously. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he showed no signs of continuing to be depressed.
After the meeting, Fu Guanshan returned to his room. The alcohol was pulsating in his temples, but he was still conscious and could recall the past.
The summer when I was twelve flashed before my eyes again.
He sighed. He can drink too much.
He turned on the TV and began to unbutton his clothes. The TV series playing on the screen was not one in which he starred, so there was nothing interesting to watch. It was just for fun, and it made me feel less lonely.
Halfway through solving the problem, the doorbell rang.
When he reached the door, he bent down and looked out through the peephole cautiously.
It would be bad if there was a little celebrity in pajamas or a sasaeng fan in a hat outside.
It’s not that he is narcissistic - although he is like that most of the time - it’s really a lesson learned from past experience.
He squinted his eyes, and when the scene outside the door came clearly into his sight, he was stunned and suddenly opened the door.
"Good evening." Meng Chu said.
Fu Guanshan blinked and pulled the man into the house first: "Why are you here?"
Meng Chu didn't bring any luggage, only the bag for class. He stood stiffly by the door while explaining, "I checked your schedule and found out you were in Shanghai today. I asked your agent for the room number."
Fu Guanshan raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and looked him up and down. "I'm not asking that. I'm asking why you came here."
Meng Chu seemed to think that this question was nonsense: "Of course I came to see you."
Fu Guanshan raised his eyebrows and leaned forward playfully. "I'm going back in three weeks, right?" He exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, "Why, you want to see me so badly that you can't even wait three weeks?"
Meng Chu looked at him and said, "Yes."
Fu Guanshan was stunned. His gaze rested on the young face, and the man who often lowered his head met his gaze and spoke seriously.
"Yeah, I missed you so much."
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