He is more fickle than Fengyue

Back in Chunjiang Huayue, the mess in the hall had already been cleaned up, and the people who had watched the excitement before had also dispersed.

Bo Yan was blocked by Lu Beichen, even if she changed the number to call, Lu Beichen didn't answer, and the message was also ignored, she searched everywhere for Lu Beichen, but he was nowhere to be found.

In desperation, Bo Yan could only lick her face and asked Zhou Rong to help.

however……

"Miss Bo, after you left, Mr. Lu took Ms. Song away, and Mr. Lu told us that if you ask us about his whereabouts, no one of us can reveal anything about him. Otherwise, we don't want to be here. done."

"So Miss Bo, don't make things difficult for us migrant workers."

Zhou Rong wants to help, but compared to the previous help, her job is more important and cannot be lost.

Besides, she really couldn't help much.

"I see." Bo Yan turned and left lonely.

The next day, Lu Beichen's special assistant sent the appraisal form. When Liu Ma saw the price, it was a total of 7000 million, and she almost fainted on the spot.

"Miss, 7000 million, even if we are all sold, it is not worth a fraction now." Mama Liu burst into tears, "What should we do?"

In fact, 7000 million is considered a small amount. Lu Beichen still has a lot of collectibles, and none of them cost more than this price. Bo Yan knows that this is not a scam, but this is not what it used to be. This amount is for her now. , is tantamount to an astronomical figure.

Bo Yan was silent, and Liu's mother became more anxious, "Miss, what does my uncle say?"

What is the truth, Bo Yan has no face to tell Liu Ma, "He is on a business trip, and when he comes back, I will beg him."

"However, the other party only gave us a week."

"One week is enough time, I will find a way to solve it."

When Bo Yan was thrown into Chunjiang Huayue, Lu Beichen froze all the cards under her name. Before she left, she continued to pay her mother's hospitalization expenses with the money earned in Chunjiang Huayue.

After working so hard for half a month, the income was directly bottomed out, but Bo Yan couldn't care about those anymore, and things had to be prioritized, and the next thing to do was to slowly figure out a solution.

But Bo Yan didn't expect that in the next few days, Lu Beichen seemed to disappear, and she couldn't be contacted no matter what.

Seeing that the one-week deadline is approaching, and the money she earns from being humiliated every night can hardly even pay the medical expenses, Bo Yan is so anxious that she accidentally knocks over the wine glass while serving the guests.

"What's the matter with you, you can't even pour a glass of wine?" Immediately someone stood up and scolded Bo Yan, "You are so clumsy, do you still want to work here?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Bo Yan bowed down, apologizing repeatedly.

According to the rules of Chunjiang Huayue, you can't look directly at the guests in the top VIP box. Obviously, the man in the main seat is, so she hasn't been able to see the man's face clearly since Bo Yan came in. She only knows that although he is not a local People, but their status is very honorable.

Even if she apologizes now, Bo Yan can only bury her head.

"Is it useful to say I'm sorry?" The other party insisted, "Call your supervisor!!"

"Forget it." The deep voice was exceptionally penetrating in such a noisy environment.

Even though Bo Yan was kneeling and could only see the man's trousers, she could still clearly feel the aura and oppression of the man who had been in a high position for a long time.

"How can it be forgotten, Mr. Fu, the little girl doesn't know how to serve others, we should learn the lesson, and replace the person who should be replaced. It is your first time to come to Nancheng, so you can't leave a bad impression on you."

The man wiped the man's clothes diligently while smiling, "You think so, Mr. Fu?"

"No, I'll do it myself." The man stopped his movement calmly, the other's hand was frozen in mid-air, neither moving nor not moving, it was extremely embarrassing.

At this moment, the man's special assistant stepped forward, "Boss, I'll take you back."

"Let's go." The moment he got up, the oppressive feeling that hit his face almost made him unable to breathe.

This feeling was never given to her by Lu Beichen.

"Don't, Mr. Fu, you've come here so hard, we haven't entertained you yet." The man wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the special assistant, "Director Zhao, please stay."

Director Zhao could only watch helplessly as the big Buddha, which he had spent several years to finally get, was far away from him, and away from his investment and future.

All the money and painstaking effort spent in order to please a man in the past few years was wasted at this moment, ruined once, he even wanted to die, staring at Bo Yan, he wished to mess with her Killed and dragged to feed the dogs.

Bo Yan's heart sank, she knew she was done, she had offended a big shot, after all, Director Zhao is one of the top directors in China, every movie he makes must be a masterpiece.

Even Director Zhao wanted to nod and bow to curry favor, but she actually poured wine on the boss, ruining the situation of Director Zhao's group, and she was destined to have no good fruit.

It's just that she herself did something wrong, and she deserved what happened no matter what happened, but she also implicated Director Zhao, Bo Yan, what should I say about you, more success than failure.

"Look at what you've done." Director Zhao gritted his teeth, "I'll settle the score with you later."

After finishing speaking, Director Zhao went to chase the man, "Boss Fu, wait for me!!"

"That's right." The man stopped suddenly.

Director Zhao was caught off guard and almost bumped into the man's back. Fortunately, he stopped in time, "Boss Fu?"

The man put one hand in his trouser pocket, without turning his head, his voice was low and cold, without any emotion, "I remember that in your movie, there is still a lack of a vase character."

"..." Director Zhao was surprised. He didn't expect that Boss Fu actually remembered what he said casually with his colleagues earlier.

He thought that Mr. Fu didn't say much from the beginning to the end, so he didn't listen to them at all.

He was immediately flattered, tears welled up in his eyes, and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, our movie does lack a vase role."

"But I've been looking for it for almost half a year, and I still haven't found a suitable candidate. Not everyone can control the kind of oiran who is amazing at a glance. I'm really worried."

"Just her." After leaving these three words, the man left.

Director Zhao and a group of people were left alone, looking at each other in blank dismay, puzzled.

"Boss, what does Mr. Fu mean?" Someone asked first, "What do you mean she's the only one? Who is she?"

"How do I know?" Director Zhao also had a black question mark on his head, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

In the box, besides Bo Yan, there are other waiters, the princess in the box, and the men didn't name them, so no one dares to jump to conclusions. What's more, it's impossible for a figure like Mr. Fu to be talking about these people who do night shows girl.

This should not be in line with Mr. Fu's identity and taste at all. Besides, there are many beautiful ladies in the club. They tentatively wanted to arrange for Mr. Fu before, but they were all rejected directly, saying, "Could it be that Mr. Fu wants to put a The girl next to him comes in?"

Director Zhao looked at the special assistant who stayed behind with the eyes of asking for help, "Brother, please show me the way."

"Here." Cheng Feng raised his chin, "Who else is she?"

Everyone followed Cheng Feng's line of sight.

The next second, shock!Shock! !