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As if returning to the time when he was filming in Southern Europe, Wan Qiao nestled in Wu Ye's generous embrace, and fell asleep until the next morning, when a call came in urging him to get up and get ready for work.

Wan Qiao was sleepy, and asked the person on the other end of the phone angrily, "Why don't I remember that I have work today?"

It was Zhou Lin who called him, and said cautiously, "It's not about work, it's about your family. The company has a meeting."

Wanshi owns an entire business empire.

As the second son of Wan Qiao, his father asked him to attend the meeting every quarter. To put it bluntly, it was just a formality. No one cared if Wan Qiao could understand.

"Tsk, got it." Wan Qiao hung up the phone and saw that Wu Ye had already woken up: "Get up, put on your clothes and accompany me to Wan's."

Surprised, Wu Ye pointed to himself and said, "Shall I accompany you to Wanshi?"

For a moment, he was so scared that he thought he was going to come out in a high-profile manner.

"Well, be my driver and bodyguard." Wan Qiao ordered.

It turned out to be the case, Wu Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded in agreement.

After getting up to wash up, he put on a suit given to him by Wan Qiao, and a pair of sunglasses. There was indeed a bit of a bodyguard's sternness towards that stop.

Wu Ye is quite satisfied with his spirit that can return to the battlefield at any time, and he has maintained it well.

Wan Qiao, who was standing at the side, looked at the man's waist without any trace, pursed his lips, and looked at it a few more times.

I saw that the man was slender and tall, with a subtle temperament, like a beast ready to go.

Wan Qiao was admiring the smooth and powerful lines, when suddenly he felt a breeze blowing on his face, a touch of softness and warmth fell on his cheeks, with a faint smell of shaving water...it was the one he used himself.

"Are you alright?" Wu Ye asked.

Wan Qiao nodded, and took the lead to walk in front. Today he is also very formally dressed, with a well-fitting suit that outlines his thin waist. His seemingly casual walking posture is actually very particular, revealing an arrogance that others cannot imitate .

Wu Ye has met many people in his two lifetimes. In his opinion, Wan Qiao is a real nobleman, not a rich man built with money.

Accompany each other to eat something, and then set off to the company.

When they arrived at Wan's, the rest of the people had already arrived, only Wan Qiao sat down in a slow manner.

Everyone knows that Wan Qiao is a big star, and personal safety is very important, so they are not surprised that Wan Qiao has a tall bodyguard by his side.

So Wu Ye stood behind Wan Qiao and attended a quarterly meeting of Wan's.

In the past, things were done quickly every time, but at this meeting someone quarreled, and Wan Qiao's face showed impatience visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, he moved his sitting position slightly.

After hanging out with Wu Yesi for most of the night last night, no matter how he could bear it, there were still sequelae.

Fortunately, not long after, those people automatically shut up, and after the meeting, Wan Qiao was about to take Wu Ye to leave, but when he saw his elder brother approaching, Wan Qiao immediately pulled Wu Ye to go another way: "Let's go. "

"What's wrong?" Wu Ye covered him and left.

After walking to the parking lot, Wan Qiao said, "That's my elder brother, a very powerful man, don't deal with him."

The two got into the car, Wu Ye nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Wan Qiao at the same time: "Are you okay?"

Wan Qiao's face, which was quite cold at first, was suddenly stained with a thin layer of red, but he insisted desperately: "It's okay."

That being the case, Wu Ye naturally couldn't say anything. On the way back, he went into the pharmacy to buy a box of ointment, and then sent the other party home safely.

"The bodyguard's mission is complete." The steady and reliable man leaned against the door and handed over the medicine, and said, "Wipe it yourself, I'm leaving."

Wan Qiao frowned for a while, hesitated to speak, but finally took the box of ointment without saying anything.

It was Wu Ye who took the initiative to report: "My manager is looking for me. The company has something to go over there. If you haven't worked these few days, take a good rest and come to see you when I'm free."

"When is your so-called free time?" Wan Qiao looked at him suspiciously.

"When you need me." Wu Ye finished with a smile, then looked at Wan Qiao for a while before leaving.

The remaining Wan Yingdi stared blankly at the door closed by the man, and he was in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses, his face was full of loneliness.

He has no job recently, and the only upcoming film does not need to be promoted domestically.

According to the old rules, Wan Qiao should be picking up scripts while resting now, but looking at those scripts that have piled up long ago, Wan Qiao lacks interest.

The newcomer Wu Ye who has just debuted is different. His manager, Li Ge, is eager to tell him about the future arrangements, and he is full of enthusiasm: "Your reputation for acting has been spread in private by Director Liu. Recently, several If you have a good script, they all expressed their willingness to contact you, if you have a script you like, you can try it out.”

But Wu Ye said: "Brother Li, I am not from a major. When I acted in Director Liu's play, I found that I should improve my acting skills. I want to accept the script after the movie is released." With a disappointed expression, he smiled: "I was the number one male when I debuted, and I played opposite Mr. Qiao. Brother Li, think about it, how should I accept the second script so as not to make mistakes?"

It can't be lower than the first one, right?

Brother Li also thought about it: "You are the peak of your debut, maybe you will win an award. After you win the award, your worth will double, and then you can take on the show. But you can't just do nothing before the film is released." He said : "It is also possible to accept some variety shows with good reputation."

Wu Ye nodded: "I'm afraid I won't be able to get on quality programs right now."

"Then you don't have to worry." Li Ge said this, and suddenly stared at Wu Ye: "Wu Ye, tell Li Ge honestly, which high-level executives of the company do you know? Why do I think the company intends to favor you?"

Since he is still Wu Ye's manager now, it means that Wu Ye has no intention of replacing him, so sometimes it's better to let things go, so as not to delay things.

"High-level?" Wu Ye shook his head and looked at Li Ge: "I don't know any high-level people, why do you say that the company wants to praise me?"

"Don't know?" Brother Li's expression seemed to be incomprehensible, and it took a while to answer Wu Ye and said, "Hey, it's nothing, I just saw you play the leading role as soon as you debuted, thinking that someone would praise you, since you said no, then maybe It's just your luck."

It's just that this luck is too good, Li Ge still muttered in disbelief, this kid's mouth is too strict, even his own manager refuses to tell.

Wu Ye smiled guiltily, feeling that he had cheated Brother Li to some extent, after all, getting the number one male role was definitely not pure luck.

There is a lot of Wan Qiao's credit for this.

Thinking of Wan Qiao, Wu Ye took out his mobile phone on the way back to the apartment, and wanted to call Wan Qiao, but the apartment would arrive soon, and there might be other artists at home, so he gave up the idea of ​​calling.

After returning to the room and closing the doors and windows tightly, Wu Ye dialed Wan Qiao's phone number, carefully lowered his voice and said to the other party: "Teacher Qiao."

Wan Qiao was reading the script on the sofa with bare feet, when he heard this, he curled his toes and frowned: "Why are you so quiet?"

Wu Ye: "I'm in a shared apartment, and there are other artistes from the company next door."

"What?" Wan Qiao thought at first that the entire building was filled with company artists, but he didn't expect it to be an apartment shared by several people: "Then how do people live there?"

Such a situation was beyond his imagination.

Wu Ye was amused for a while, Wan Qiao didn't have to suffer so much to say this: "It's possible to live, but it's not very convenient."

"You really don't care, move out by yourself." Wan Qiao suggested patiently, isn't this kind of thing obvious, I really don't know what Wu Ye is thinking.

"Well, I will move in the future." Wu Ye promised with a smile, that he would move as soon as he got the salary and had money.

"Is it okay to move now?" Wan Qiao felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart, not for Wu Ye, but he couldn't say what it was.

There are several people living in that kind of cramped apartment, just hearing it makes me feel pitiful.

"Okay, let me take a look at the house." Wu Ye said softly on the phone, not wanting to argue.

The quick decision made Wan Qiao's discomfort disappear a lot, and he returned to his usual tone: "If you are not familiar with this place, I can help you find it." My agent will help you find it, it’s better than you looking for it yourself.”

"Is it possible?" Wu Ye is really not familiar with this place, it would be great if Wan Qiao is willing to help: "Then thank you."

There was no abnormality in his tone, which made Wan Qiao heave a sigh of relief, also, how could Wu Ye's personality be so sensitive, maybe he would throw money directly, but the other party would just say why stupidly, instead of feeling that he hurt his self-esteem.

After saying a few more words, after hanging up the phone, Wan Qiao was completely unenthusiastic about the script in his hand. He played back the scenes from last night in his mind, as well as his own shameless initiative, otherwise it wouldn't be this morning. Such a miserable look.

But he couldn't control himself, even though his eyes were looking at the script, the voice of Wu Ye talking to him still sounded in his head, not the voice of silently reading the script.

"That idiot." Wan Qiao gritted his teeth and dropped the script, getting up and making plans to go out.

He remembers the address that the other party mentioned last time, and besides, even if he doesn't remember, he can ask Zhou Lin.

Putting on a mask, a hat, and unobtrusive clothes, Wan Qiao gave up driving a luxury car, but chose an unremarkable Volkswagen, and went to the company's apartment overnight to check it out.

Although the apartment Wu Ye lives in also has a kitchen, but because he shares the rent with others, he doesn't want to disturb others, so he chooses to order takeaway for dinner.

He received a message from Wan Qiao calling him to open the door. He was eating takeaway. The news shocked him, didn't he, Wan Qiao came outside the door?

This wayward person!

Wu Ye hurriedly threw down the disposable chopsticks, got up and opened the door, fortunately, everyone else stayed in their room and would not see Wan Qiao.

Wu Ye, who was afraid that the other party would reveal his identity and cause trouble, carefully opened the door, only to see Wan Qiao wrapped himself up tightly, and he couldn't see the appearance of a big star at all, only those beautiful eyes were staring impatiently. He: "..." as if he was asking why he was so slow?

Wan Qiao unhappily squeezed in through the crack of the door, and began to live in a large number of places where Wu Ye lived, first of all, the small living room was so narrow that there was nowhere to go—this was the case for Wan Qiao.

The furniture was half new and not old, and Wan Yingdi frowned upon seeing it.

How dare Wu Ye let Wan Qiao hang around here: "Let's go." He dragged Wan Qiao back to his room.

"This is your room?" Wan Qiao pulled off his mask, looking in disbelief at the small, cramped space, a cheap single bed, old curtains, a small table for eating, and a display on the table Bad takeaway: "The company let you live in a room like this?"

Wu Ye hurriedly warned in a low voice: "Keep down, the sound insulation here is not good."

The last time he came back and stayed for one night, he experienced it.

Living in such a poor house and being able to speak calmly, does this person have any sense of taste and pursuit? Wan Qiao was so pissed off by him, pointing to the broken bed and saying: "You would rather come back and sleep on this broken bed than sleep on it." Willing to come find me?"

Wu Ye was stunned: "What?" It seemed that he didn't understand the relationship between the two?

When did I prefer to sleep in a broken bed than to go to Wan Qiao?

"Why do you have to endure this?" Wan Qiao's reaction was so intense that even he was startled: "It's not that you don't have money, why do you make yourself miserable?"

"I'm not pitiful, it's just that the company arranged accommodation at the beginning. I thought I should get acquainted with everyone, so I accepted this place, but I only stayed here for a few nights, and spent the rest of the time filming outside."

"Stay in a star hotel you paid for."

Wan Qiao's irritability and depression disappeared a little bit, but the feeling of "the other party is suffering" still filled his heart, which was worse than stabbing him.

The author has something to say:

Sister Qiao is going to start throwing money at the same time as she casts aside herself