Chapter 5 Shen Jixing: I have no parents

Shen Jixing is indeed older than him.

one year old.

Don't be fooled by that person's always cool and calm appearance, as if he is so arrogant that he doesn't care about anyone. In fact, few of his words are true.

So he flipped over -

Zhou Yili had always been expected.

“You deserve it.”

The stars were dim in the night sky, and sporadic lights were scattered under the deep blue night sky. The man pulled the velvet blanket to cover his eyes.

The hoarse and low voice blended into the night wind, "You really deserve it."

Deserved to fall from his sky.

It deserves to fall into his hands again.

…

The next morning.

Shen Jixing received a threatening call from Pei Ming, telling him to come to the company as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, I'll die in front of him.

“…”

Shen Jixing sat in the car, raised his hand and pressed his stomach lightly, but a full night of sleep did not dispel the discomfort at all.

He replied softly to Pei Ming, "On the way, will be there soon."

The top floor of the company headquarters.

The assistant leaned on the window and looked down. "There are still so many people outside. Can Brother Shen get in by himself?"

"Someone was left at the back door for him, so the car he drove today was not photographed," said Pei Ming.

The cars under Shen Jixing's name had long been stripped clean.

His fans can even recite his license plate number by heart.

Who would have thought that he got a new car from somewhere yesterday and managed to get away from the event.

All the paparazzi in Blue Gum City couldn't find out where he went yesterday.

“Is this a lot of people?”

Pei Ming smoked a cigarette and glanced down, "Didn't you see the situation yesterday? It was like the six major sects besieging Guangmingding."

“…”

Xiongxiong wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.

In the end, I could only force out an expression that was both crying and laughing.

"Okay, stop crying here, go see if he's arrived."

Pei Ming was also annoyed. Such a serious incident had never happened to Shen Jixing under his command, but that man was surprisingly calm.

He always felt something was odd.

"Brother Shen, Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?!" The young assistant's loud voice came from a distance.

Pei Ming's hands trembled.

He quickly put out his cigarette and strode over.

Shen Jixing frowned slightly and raised his hand to stop the assistant, "Don't shout. I was driving too fast and I just feel a little nauseous."

Xiongxiong's big eyes were filled with tears. "Then I'll go get you some hot water."

"Um."

Pei Ming looked at the person in front of him, "Are you still able to do this?"

The scattered light from outside the window shone on Shen Jixing's body, and his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Like a thin porcelain statue in a display window that would break if touched.

"If it doesn't work, go back and rest."

Pei Ming is a man who speaks tough words but is soft-hearted. "Someone from above came today, most likely to cause trouble for you. I said you were blocked and couldn't come."

Shen Jixing took the hot water handed to him by the assistant.

He took a sip and asked, "Who is coming?"

"Vice President."

The most aggressive one.

As for the boss, he is so mysterious that they have never met him.

Shen Jixing drank the hot water quietly, the hot mist covered her cool face, delicate and beautiful like an ink painting covered with mist.

Pei Ming thought that he should just get scolded.

"Need not."

Shen Jixing put down the paper cup and licked his lips, "You can't handle him."

After saying this, he walked towards the conference room with his long legs spread out.

Pei Ming: “…”

Okay, ancestor.

As they approached the conference room, they heard a man's cold and angry voice coming from the conference room.

"Does the company keep you as a bunch of waste to be used as carbon dioxide emitters? It's been twelve hours since the incident, and you can't even come up with a decent decision-making plan?"

A group of executives in the conference room were trembling.

Quiet as a chicken.

Did they not want to write? They didn’t even see Mr. Shen last night, and they were just staring at each other, like someone who forgot to bring a pen to take the college entrance examination.

How to write it.

Do you dare to say that? No.

So I continued to be a prostitute.

But soon, their savior came.

"I told them to wait and see." The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in and sat down at the end of the long table.

"Mr. Shen?"

In an instant, the entire conference room was bright.

It seemed that as long as he was there, they would dare to face this violent boss.

As expected, Chu Wen's expression softened a little.

He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then his cold eyes casually swept over the young man at the end of the long table.

"What are you going to do next?"

Shen Jixing leaned lazily on his back, with a noble temperament, "Just stay still."

“…”

Chu Wen almost choked to death on a mouthful of tea.

Pei Ming's eyes darkened, and he rubbed the back of his ancestor's chair, "Awesome! Why don't you just say you want to retire and go home to retire?"

See if you can piss the vice president off to death.

"I do want to." Unexpectedly, Shen Jixing answered him.

Pei Ming was stunned.

Shen Jixing still maintained his usual cold demeanor, but Pei Ming could see some almost blunt... sarcasm in his sharp eyes and eyebrows.

Chu Wen's eyes deepened, but he said nothing.

He placed the teacup heavily on the table and glanced at the public relations department with a cold gaze. "Why, do you still need me to cue the process?"

The PR director immediately retracted his bared teeth.

He rolled and crawled to Shen Jixing, "Shen, Brother Shen, can I ask you a few questions?"

Unlike other entertainment companies, Shenjixing has a great say internally.

But he is usually very easy to talk to.

"Ask."

"First question. It's said on the internet that your parents are not from a wealthy foreign family, but that you are, are..."

"Yes, orphan."

Shen Jixing interrupted his hesitation and frankly admitted: "You're right, I don't have parents."

The conference room was in an uproar.

The PR director's hand holding the pen trembled slightly. He wiped the cold sweat from his head and continued to ask tremblingly:

"Second question. It is said that you graduated from the world's top music school, but your name is not on the list of the 20th class..."

"Well." Shen Jixing said, "I haven't graduated yet."

Dead silence.

The huge conference room fell into deathly silence.

Pei Ming was standing behind him, wondering what he was thinking.

But even as an outsider, he felt that falling from the sky was very painful.

The supervisor also crossed out the second item with a pen and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly felt a cold and sharp gaze falling on him.

He is the vice president.

After all, he is a shrewd man, and he changed the subject, "Then this is enough, these two items are the only ones that have been confirmed on the trending searches so far."

"We can first use other rumors to refute them and respond in a roundabout way. In addition, since you have not publicly acknowledged your identity, we can slowly build up your character later. I'm afraid that this time it will be a bit of a loss..."

"Okay, okay?"

Shen Jixing did not answer.

"That's it," Pei Ming spoke before him, "For now, all we can do is..."

"Using the act of overturning facts and diverting attention to achieve crisis public relations is called sophistry."

It is a common technique in public relations.

Shen Jixing raised his eyes and looked at Pei Ming, "With that bit of luck in your heart, are you waiting to be caught in a trap in the future?"

Pei Ming was shocked: "You——"

He just said it so fluently?

The originally silent conference room was also filled with whispers because of these words.

It contains a lot of national essence.

“What the hell???”

"Oh my god, so everything on the trending search is true. Is there really a mysterious sponsor behind Mr. Shen?"

"Who is the male fan, who is the male fan?!"

"I don't know. It's not me anyway."

"We are all fans of Mr. Shen, and he has never been enthusiastic towards us. What kind of a devil is that male fan..."

“That’s enough!”

There was a sudden sound of angry slamming of the table.

Chu Wenchen's cold and fierce gaze swept over the crowd, and they all shrank into the shape of quail eggs.

He said to the head of the public relations department, "Just do as you say and get ready."

"Okay, okay."

The supervisor was trying to escape from this death space holding the documents.

Then, just because I took a second look at Actor Shen in the crowd.

He didn't dare to move.

Oh, oh, oh, QAQ

Shen Jixing seemed to be oblivious to everything, his voice as calm as water, "I told you, just wait and see what happens."

"Silent Star!"

Chu Wen suddenly stood up from his seat, walked up to him with big strides, and slammed his hands heavily on the table in front of him——

"Do you have to be so willful?"