You are really good [entertainment circle]

Jian Zheng's whole body was shocked, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Who filed the complaint in front of Jian Yuewei?What did Jian Yuewei know?

He instinctively wanted to justify: "Grandpa, I... I didn't take care of him... I was... I'm friends with him!"

Jian Yuewei was trembling with anger: "You are still sophistrying, okay, you didn't take care of it, then tell me, where did your credit card overdraft money go?"

Dong Li picked up a few pieces of paper from the table and handed them to Jian Zheng, with contempt in her eyes: "Xiao Zheng, don't lie to your grandpa anymore, we saw your two credit card bills, which cost nearly 30 in just one month .Also, we called your trust manager and said that the currency fund left by your father has been taken away by you, so where did you spend the money?"

Jian Zheng suddenly understood.

"Xiaozheng," Jian Jiahong asked with a serious face, "have you been cheated by someone? Tell us, let's think of a way together, and see if we can get the money back."

Jian Zheng said nothing.

"Look at what you've done, can it make people feel at ease?" Dong Li said sharply, "The little celebrity is Gu Yuxing, right? Xiaozheng, you really don't learn well, you're like this—"

"What's wrong with me? I didn't steal or rob, but I just love to throw money at people I like, what's wrong!" Jian Zheng choked at her with a straight neck, "I did transfer all the money in the trust. You guys said, I went to invest in a film and television project, and you promised well on the surface, but you investigated me behind the scenes, so you obviously don't believe me!"

"You—" Dong Li was trembling with anger, "Dad, look, how can this child teach? We should just watch him squander, and we shouldn't even ask, right?"

"Jian Zheng!" Jian Yuewei yelled angrily, picked up a feather duster on the table, and slapped him head and face, "I think you are really imitating others! How do I teach you? Your father's money didn't fall from the sky, it was earned through hard work, if you are such a prodigal, are you worthy of your parents' spirits in heaven?"

Jian Zheng got hit twice, quickly covered his head, dodged left and right twice.The more he avoided Jian Yuewei, the angrier he became: "Stop! What's the name of that little star? Which company is it from? I'll go find him!"

"Grandpa, don't mess around!" Jian Zheng begged while hiding, "I spent it on my own accord, and it has nothing to do with him. I really invested the money I trusted in film and television projects, and I can't get it back."

"You prodigal son..." Jian Yuewei was so angry that he lost the feather duster on his crutches and picked up the crutches in his hand, "I will teach you a good lesson for your father today!"

This crutch was much more powerful than a feather duster, Jian Zheng couldn't dodge in time, he was hit hard on the buttocks, and gasped for breath in pain.

The door opened, and Jian Min rushed in, hugging Jian Yuewei in a panic: "Grandpa, grandpa, stop beating me, brother, brother, run!"

Jian Zheng "chucked" out of the door, jumped down the stairs twice, and ran out of the living room in the blink of an eye.

With a bang, there was the sound of things being smashed upstairs. After a while, Jian Yuewei chased to the balcony and threw a backpack at Jian Zheng who was in the yard, just hitting his head: "Okay, what do you have?" Run away! Don’t come back after you run away!”

Jian Zheng froze for two seconds, picked up his backpack and rushed out of the house without looking back.

Walking back and forth on the street for a few times alone, Jian Zheng was at a loss for a while.

The streets that used to be full of traffic are now very deserted, and even the street vendors have gone home for the New Year, so clean and tidy that it seems that there is no fireworks of life.

Is he really wrong?

Jian Yuewei has paid a lot for him, and he is also his closest relative in this world. He doesn't want to make Jian Yuewei angry.

But he really likes Gu Yuxing and wants to give him all the best.

Why couldn't Jian Yuewei listen to his explanation?

And Dong Li, what does she mean?Obviously at that time, he was still helping Jian Yuewei to speak in front of Jian Yuewei, let him practice a lot, and he was not afraid of making mistakes; why did he suddenly change his words today, and refused to let him go because of his mistakes?

Messy thoughts were pondering back and forth in his heart, Jian Zheng didn't know how long he wandered around, and before he knew it, the sky was getting dark.He searched all the way dejectedly, and finally found a chain fast food restaurant to fill his stomach hastily, and took a taxi back to Dongjiang Garden.

The apartment was quiet, the place on his body that was hit by the cane and the feather duster throbbed and hurt, Jian Zheng was lying on the bed, suddenly feeling sad.

Parents have been separated forever, and grandpa doesn't want him anymore. Now he only has Gu Yuxing.

After typing the phone numbers he knew so well on the keyboard one by one, he pressed the call button forcefully, and a boring ringtone came from the receiver, which rang for a long time before the phone was hung up.He froze for a moment, then called again after 5 minutes, and Gu Yuxing finally connected: "I was eating just now, and many elders were there."

Jian Zheng was full of displeasure: "Can't the elders answer my phone when they are here?"

Gu Yuxing snorted lightly: "Don't make trouble for no reason."

Jian Zheng was so angry that Gulu got up from the sofa, accidentally pulled the wound on his waist where he was hit by the crutches, and fell back with a sound of "Ouch".

"What's wrong?" Gu Yuxing heard something was wrong.

Jian Zheng gasped in pain, gritted his teeth and said, "No...it's nothing, I bumped against the door just now."

"Why are you so careless?" Gu Yuxing frowned, "Put some Yunnan Baiyao."

"On the lower back," Jian Zheng boldly teased, "Either I'll find someone to take the medicine for me at night."

Gu Yuxing was at a loss for words, and it took a while before he said, "No, I'll do it for you when I come back tomorrow."

Jian Zheng was overjoyed, pretending to be reserved and said: "That's not good, it's only the sixth day tomorrow, will your family let you back?"

Gu Yuxing lowered his voice: "You are more important."

Jian Zheng stiffened immediately, gasped twice and said fiercely: "Okay, what you said, if you dare not come back tomorrow, I will fly to Beichen and bring you back!"

That night, Gu Yuxing sent the flight information, and Jian Zheng held his mobile phone to do the math, and there were still about twenty hours before he could see someone.That night he had a sweet dream, dreaming that he and Gu Yuxing were basking in the sun on the beach, their bodies buried in the sand, and the sand suddenly became golden, all golden sand.

"Get rich!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Xiaozheng, give us some..." Jian Jiahong and Dong Li turned into shabby homeless men, and stretched out their hands to him pitifully.

Looking at him again, Grandpa Jian Yuewei looked at him tearfully: "My Xiaozheng, you have finally achieved something, Grandpa can wait until this day."

Complacent and sad, he hugged Jian Yuewei suddenly: "Grandpa, don't hit me, I'll give you all the money I earn."

……

With nothing in his arms, Jian Zheng woke up from his sweet dream.

No piles of gold dust, no grandpas.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then jumped up from the bed: Don't think so much, Gu Yuxing will be back today.

Arriving at the airport half an hour earlier, he lay on the railing and stared intently at the crowd coming out; as the time approached, his heart beat faster.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for about ten days.This was the longest period of time they had been apart since they got attached to Gu Yuxing, and his longing reached its peak at this time.

Gu Yuxing came out from inside, with sunglasses and a peaked cap as standard, with one hand in his trouser pocket, his chin slightly raised, his face indifferent and proud.

Walking out of the gate, he took off his sunglasses and looked around, but he didn't find Jian Zheng's figure, so he couldn't help frowning slightly: That silly boy didn't come to pick up the plane?

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. After a while, the mobile phone rang from a distance. Looking again, Jian Zheng was lying on the railing, and there was a big tall person blocking it. He couldn't find it for a while.

"Are you scared?" Jian Zheng grinned so hard that he walked over quickly and dragged his suitcase.

Gu Yuxing ignored him and strode forward.

"Hey, what are you doing, why did you get angry just making a joke?" Jian Zheng followed behind him angrily.

Gu Yuxing glanced at him meaningfully: "I'll settle the score with you when I get home."

Jian Zheng's chest was thumping wildly when he saw him, and he couldn't help his throat dry out: "Okay, do whatever you want."

The two looked at each other, and both saw longing in each other's eyes.

The elevator came, and the two walked in, pressing different buttons almost at the same time.

"Why are you going to the first floor?" Jian Zheng asked strangely.

"Isn't the car in the parking lot?" Gu Yuxing wondered.

Jian Zheng's heart skipped a beat, the sports car didn't have time to drive out that day. "Well...the car has been sent for maintenance," he said bravely, "let's take a taxi back."

There was a long queue for taxis, and the two waited for half an hour to get a taxi; when driving back, they encountered traffic jams on the road, and it was almost twelve o'clock when they returned to the city, so the two simply stopped by the Dongpu River I had dinner at the western restaurant above.

After eating, Jian Zheng took out the card and handed it to the waiter as usual. After entering the password, the POS machine beeped twice, and the waiter regretfully returned the card to Jian Zheng: "Excuse me, sir, your card It seems that it can’t be swiped out, and it shows that there is no quota.”

Jian Zheng was stunned: "Impossible, the amount should be normal."

The waiter tried again, still not working.

Jian Zheng changed to another card, but the amount was still insufficient.

Cold sweat oozes from his back all of a sudden, and he suddenly understands that Jian Yuewei has suspended all his cards!

"Let me do it." Gu Yuxing took the bill and glanced at it, took out cash from his wallet and paid for it.

Jian Zheng followed out the door in disbelief, tripped over the threshold and suddenly came back to his senses. He forced a smile and explained: "I don't know what's wrong with this bank. I have to ask my financial manager to solve it."

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