The Mingyang Club in Haishi is located at the end of North Road International Commercial Street. The commercial street is brightly lit and full of flowers. Most of the white-collar executives who are getting off work in the office building will pass by here.

There is a lot of traffic, and there are many luxury brand facades and advertisements on both sides of the commercial street, which is dazzling. It is also called a sea market by netizens. Any product in the window can be purchased by ordinary people for several months. Even a year’s salary.

There are rumors on the Internet that this street is often visited by famous brand and luxury cars, so there are also many Internet celebrities who specially come to watch the live broadcast.

Facts have proved that luxury cars do often appear, but this commercial street is not as exaggerated as it is on the Internet. Except for some brand stores selling famous watches, bags and jewelry, this street is mostly filled with mid-to-low-end service shops.

From the car window, Lin Xingcheng could still see a chorus performance on the street. The crowd gathered in a circle, and on a small platform less than five meters away, a small band of five people sang passionately.

Not only were there crowds of people, but there were also more than a dozen mobile phones set up on brackets. The live broadcast industry has great development prospects now, and many established companies want to get a share of the pie. Lin Xingcheng suddenly remembered that he heard Lin Qingyang mention something, Her cousin Cheng Wang has been investing in the live broadcast industry.

Although they are cousins, Cheng Wang and Lin Xingcheng are the same age, so they are less than a month older.

Lin Xingcheng didn't have much impression of this little cousin, and he himself had a low sense of innocence. In addition, the Yi family and the Lin family didn't have a close relationship, and they often only met once during New Year's greetings.

Very few memory points still appeared in Yi Yue's mouth. Yi Yue mentioned it several times, either regretting that he did not have a complete family, or scolding Yi Tianyou for being irresponsible and unworthy of being a father.

During this year's birthday party, Lin Qingyang agreed to help Cheng Wang for Yi Yue's sake.

I don’t know what’s going on now. It stands to reason that although the second brother is not very reliable, he will definitely do what he promised. I hope that the little cousin can make achievements in the live broadcast industry, get rid of the shackles of his uncle, and truly lead Yi family.

Seeing Lin Xingcheng looking out the window, Jiang Ci reached out to hold her palm and asked warmly:

"Want to go down for a walk?"

Lin Xingcheng turned back, rubbed her stomach with her hands, and chuckled: "But I'm so hungry, I can't walk."

Jiang Ci held her hand tightly and said seriously: "I will carry you."

"Really?" Lin Xingcheng tilted her head, her long, silky curly hair flowing down. Her eyes were round and bright, with clear black and white.

Jiang Ci approached her: "When did I lie to you?"

"I lie to you often, more than once, and you can't satisfy my hunger even if you carry me behind my back." Lin Xingcheng shook his head, then leaned away from him, "Now you have zero credibility with me, so think about it yourself."

Jiang Ci smiled helplessly. His girlfriend's thinking is getting faster and faster, and her eloquence is getting better and better. It is getting harder and harder to "cheat" her into marriage. Not to mention marriage, public love is far away.

Jiang Daxing sighed secretly, distressed.

"Well, let me reflect. Does Boss Lin need a written reflection or an oral reflection?"

Jiang Ci asked.

Lin Xingcheng crossed his arms and looked at Jiang Ci with squinting eyes. During the eye contact, he always felt that Jiang Ci was smiling with evil intentions.

"Boss Lin hasn't thought about it yet?" Jiang Ci leaned on the car seat with his legs bent. His slender fingers picked up a strand of Lin Xingcheng's long hair and played with it lazily.

"Who said that?" Lin Xingcheng reached out to take her hair back, then straightened her skirt casually, saying calmly, "Both written and spoken words are unreliable, but actual actions are more reliable, eh? Starting tonight let's start."

Jiang Ci looked at her confident and proud little face and had a bad feeling: "Tonight?"

"Yes, starting tonight." Lin Xingcheng looked at him and confirmed again.

Jiang Ci: "Start with what?"

By this time, the car had stopped, and the Mingyang Club building was brightly lit and magnificent from the outside.

The receptionist of the club came over and opened the door. Before Lin Xingcheng got out of the car, he left two words for Jiang Ci: "Secret."

After saying that, he got out of the car first, as cunning and nimble as a little fox, with his flowing light green skirt flashing before his eyes.

Jiang Ci sat in the car and rubbed his brows, and couldn't help laughing for a moment. He really didn't know what to do with her.

The girlfriend was very vindictive. She knew that he had just deliberately abducted her into the lounge on the set, and he was looking for an opportunity to take revenge.

I put all my thoughts on my face, and without any means or resourcefulness, I just laid out a trap so straightforwardly, and then asked him, do you want to come in? The most important thing is that he dances willingly.

"Ms. Lin." Wan Lihong greeted him, followed by two assistant directors and Zhou Jing. These people all came in his car just because Lin Xingcheng said it was crowded.

Lin Xingcheng nodded lightly and signaled: "It's getting late, Director Wan, let's go in."

"Okay." Wan Lihong squinted his eyes so happily that his wrinkles became more obvious. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly realized that Jiang Ci was nowhere to be seen, so he turned to look in the direction of the car.

Jiang Ci walked over with long legs, without any disguise, and scared the receptionist of Mingyang Club.

The receptionist is a young man who surfs a lot, so how could he not recognize this star who always appears in the headlines.

After Jiang Ci appeared, the receptionist suddenly realized that it was the film crew who had come to have a dinner. She couldn't help but sigh that the great director was different. The crew was also really rich. They came to a high-end restaurant as soon as they had enough money. This was the first time they had seen him.

Jiang Ci locked his eyes on Lin Xingcheng and said, "The crew is having a dinner."

"Really?" Lin Xingcheng snorted and looked around. Several people had already taken out their mobile phones to take photos.

Wan Lihong saw that the atmosphere was a little subtle, so he quickly smiled and said: "The crew has a dinner, ah, yes, this is good."

Lin Xingcheng was just worried about Jiang Ci. Since he didn't care, she didn't say anything: "Let's go."

Looking at Lin Xingcheng's back, Jiang Ci followed.

The staff took them to the third floor. The private room reserved by Wan Lihong was the best here. The waitress, wearing a hip-covering skirt and high heels, kept introducing various services in the premium private room in the elevator.

When entering the room, the waiter said to Wan Lihong, "If you have any other needs, please call."

Wan Lihong took a breath. He was a respectable director. He had never seen any demons and monsters in the entertainment industry for so many years. He understood the implicit hints at once. It was obvious that all the other gray services of this Mingyang Club were sold to him. .

Although this place was more or less unclean, Wan Lihong didn't expect that the Mingyang Club in this sea city would be so obvious and not hidden at all.

Should I say it or not, this operation of Mingyang Club is really cheap. Wan Lihong couldn't help but look at Lin Xingcheng. He didn't know what to do for a moment. Miss Lin wouldn't misunderstand anything, right?

Lin Xingcheng was not a fool. She could hear and see these things. Naturally, she would not be angry with Wan Lihong because of this. She just said calmly: "It's just eating, don't interfere."

After receiving the clear message, Wan Lihong suddenly became cheerful and refused: "No, you can go directly to the meal."

The waitress lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully, "Okay, we will arrange the meals right away, please wait a moment."

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