Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Liu Cheng never gave up asking Sun Wenxi for help.

That night, under Liu Cheng's repeated invitations, Sun Wenxi finally let go and went to the appointment.

The place Liu Cheng picked was one of the best gold-selling caves in Jiangcheng - the Great World Entertainment / Entertainment / City.

There are all kinds of people in it, from rich businessmen who can afford to rent a box, to desperate gamblers who have lost everything.

As soon as Sun Wenxi arrived at the door, he was choked by the strong smell of perfume.

When Liu Cheng saw someone, he smiled all over his face and said, "Young Master Sun, this way please."

He led Sun Wenxi into a box, and poured wine for Sun Wenxi himself.

"Young Master Sun, I offended you so much in the Butterfly Ballroom that day. I hope you have a lot of people. Don't be as knowledgeable as I am. You must drink this glass of apologetic wine."

Sun Wenxi didn't even bother, he readily picked up the glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Okay, Young Master Sun is a cheerful person!" Liu Cheng clapped his hands.

Not long after, three young women entered the box, all dressed up in fancy dress.

At a glance, Yan thin and round fat, both pure and coquettish, each looked at Sun Wenxi affectionately.

Seeing this battle, Sun Wenxi's face turned cold: "Boss Liu, who are you?"

Liu Cheng patted his thigh: "What are you doing standing there, why don't you hurry up and serve Young Master Sun."

Following Liu Cheng's order, three women came forward.

Sun Wenxi put the wine glass on the table heavily, and made a crisp sound: "Go away."

With a sudden shout, the girls all stopped, unable to advance or retreat for a while, looking at Sun Wenxi helplessly.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Sun Wenxi looked at him coldly, his face full of impatience.

Liu Cheng's heart trembled, and hurried away: "Quickly retreat, didn't you hear what Sun Shao said?!"

The girls with all kinds of styles left the box one by one in a panic.

After everyone had gone out, Liu Cheng carefully sat down on a corner of the sofa, but as soon as his butt touched the cushion, he was stopped: "Boss Liu is so capable, he even planned to put people around me."

Liu Cheng stood up "squeaky" and smiled apologetically, "Young Master Sun, I know you don't like this, it doesn't matter, I've prepared for it."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and a boy walked in with his head down.

"Raise your head and let Young Master Sun take a look." Liu Cheng ordered.

The boy raised his head as he said, and at first glance, the eyebrows were [-] to [-]% similar to Xia Jingsheng.

It seemed that he specially imitated Xia Jingsheng's attire. The boy was wearing a long gown, but he was slender, and the long gown looked very drooping on him.

"Young Master Sun, you should be satisfied with this..." Liu Cheng smiled.

"Liu Cheng, you are courting death!" With a bang, Sun Wenxi smashed the glass on the ground.

The splashed debris startled people, and the boy shrank back.

Sun Wenxi's eyes were full of anger: "Who do you think Xia Jingsheng is? Looking for such a Xibei, who do you want to bury?!"

Seeing that Sun Wenxi was angry, Liu Cheng panicked, and hurriedly admitted his mistake, "Young Master Sun, it's because I don't understand the rules. I'm fined with drinking, I'm fined with drinking!"

As he spoke, he yelled at the boy standing beside him, "Hurry up and pour the wine!"

The boy carefully sat down beside Liu Cheng, raised his hand to fill up the wine glass.

Liu Cheng punished himself with alcohol, and flattered him, "Young Master Sun misunderstood, this kid is called Wu Zheng, and he is a new recruit from the company. No, let's bring him here today to meet Young Master Sun."

"He, there is nothing else. He is good and obedient. If you tell him to go east, he will never go west." As he spoke, Liu Cheng pointed to the glass shards on the ground, "Wu Zheng, go and remove the shards on the ground." Pick it up."

Wu Zheng squatted down obediently, groping to pick up the glass shards on the ground.

The light in the box was not very bright, and the glass shards on the floor were not clearly visible.Wu Zheng only picked it up for a while, and with a hiss, his finger was cut.

Sun Wenxi said with a cold face: "Get up, don't pick it up."

A quick smile appeared on Liu Cheng's lips: "Why don't you thank Young Master Sun soon?"

Wu Zheng lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you, Young Master Sun."

Sun Wenxi was made uncomfortable by the soft tone, and said to Liu Cheng with a stern face: "Don't waste your thoughts, just for today's show, I will never lend Yingxing Film Company a penny!"

"Young Master Sun." Liu Cheng was not annoyed, still smiling, "Even though Ying Xing lost her power once, she still has a good reputation, you should think about it."

Sun Wenxi stood up directly: "You don't have to think about it, Boss Liu, let's ask for blessings."

As soon as the words fell, he felt dizzy for a while.The scene in front of him was blurry, and Sun Wenxi said in a hoarse voice with the remaining rationality: "Liu Cheng, you..."

Liu Cheng still had the same smiling face for thousands of years. Seeing that Sun Wenxi was about to fall, he hurriedly motioned to Wu Zheng: "Hurry up and send Young Master Sun off."

At this time, Wu Zheng completely lost the timidity he had when he first met, he helped Sun Wenxi, and gave Liu Cheng a treacherous smile.

Liu Cheng leaned on the sofa, smoking a cigar very relaxedly: "You did a good job today, don't worry, the reporters outside are all arranged, you just need to get them out, and the news will be in the newspaper tomorrow."

As he said that, Liu Cheng stood up and put his hands on Wu Zheng's face: "Your face alone, with the wind of Sun Wenxi, can make you a first-line star."

In an instant, Wu Zheng turned into that timid boy again, carefully helping Sun Wenxi out of the gate of the big world.

A bunch of reporters had already gathered outside the door, and the camera flashed wildly at the two of them.

At this moment, Sun Wenxi was dizzy and didn't know what happened.Wu Zheng got into the car that Liu Cheng had arranged early in the morning, looked at the reporters outside the car who kept knocking on the window, and ordered, "Drive."

Early the next morning, Sun Wenxi woke up in his own bed.

The servant girl waited on him to wash up as usual, Sun Wenxi rolled up his sleeves, saw the strange expression on the servant girl's face from the mirror, and asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter?"

"Master..." The servant girl hesitated to speak.

"Speak directly." Sun Wenxi knew that he was careless for a while, and following Liu Cheng's advice, he already expected something to happen.

"This is the newspaper for this morning." The servant girl lowered her head, handed the newspaper to Sun Wenxi, and hurriedly withdrew.

Sun Wenxi took the newspaper, only glanced at it, and his heart skipped a beat.

The front page of the newspaper was a photo of Sun Wenxi leaning on a thin boy, looking drunk.

The headline of the newspaper is also very inductive: "Sun Wenxi seeks pleasure at night, Xia Jingsheng is suspected of falling out of favor."

In addition, the article also pointed out that the "Xinhuan" in the photo looks exactly like Xia Jingsheng, and his real identity is a newcomer of Yingxing Entertainment Company.

Just by reading this sentence, Sun Wenxi knew that Liu Cheng designed everything.

He threw the newspaper on the table, put his hands on the table, and thought about countermeasures.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the servant girl informed Sun Wenxi: "Master, Master is looking for you."

When Sun Wenxi came to Sun Qiman's study, he saw Sun Qiman's face was sullen.

"Dad." Sun Wenxi took the initiative to admit his mistake, "This time it's my responsibility, I should be more careful."

Sun Qiman snorted: "I don't think your vision is that bad. This man named Wu Zheng clearly wants to take advantage of your status to get in the position."

Sun Wenxi sneered and said: "Liu Cheng has a good plan, and if he wants to use my hand to make himself famous, he doesn't want to see if he has that fate."

"What are you going to do?" At this moment, Sun Qiman also put away his kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his whole body was full of the decisive aura of a superior.

"It's fine to attack me, but it's not okay to tarnish Jingsheng's reputation. Liu Cheng dared to do this because he expected that I would not clarify it publicly. His wishful thinking was sound, so I clarified it for him and told the group in an upright manner. Reporter, Xia Jingsheng is my sweetheart."

Sun Qiman raised his eyebrows and said, "Finally no more hiding?"

Sun Wenxi's eyes sharpened: "My people, you can't let people belittle you."

Sun Qiman looked at Sun Wenxi, who was covered in spikes, and smiled without saying a word.

After the people left, he slowly dialed the number of Maifu: "Hey, it's me. The matter of going to Xia's family to propose marriage can be put on the agenda."

At the same time, the atmosphere of the Xia family can be said to be completely different.

Xia Gongcheng has the habit of reading newspapers every day. When he saw such news early in the morning, he was so angry that he didn't even eat breakfast.

He ordered someone to call Xia Jingsheng immediately for questioning.

As soon as Xia Jingsheng showed up, the newspapers were thrown in front of him: "Both of you, I really don't have any one to make me worry. Do you think that there are not enough things happening at home recently? You don't do serious things all day long, but this kind of thing is often reported. "

For Xia Jingsheng, this was a disaster for no reason. He stayed at home well, but because of Sun Wenxi's relationship, he was indirectly reported to the newspaper and was reprimanded for nothing.

However, Xia Jingsheng was still unable to refute, so he could only listen to the lecture in silence before he was allowed to go out.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Xia Jingrui's exasperated voice: "It's fine, why are all my fish dead? How do you do things, how many fish can't be kept alive?"

Xia Jingsheng saw him holding the fish tank, and the fish in the tank turned upside down.

The servant also looked puzzled: "It was fine last night, but somehow it died suddenly today."

Xia Jingrui said angrily, "You still have to argue, it's clear that you guys didn't take good care of me."

Seeing this, Xia Jingsheng blocked his way.

This time, Xia Jingrui already knew about Xia Jingsheng being reprimanded, so he proudly said, "What's the matter? You just finished the reprimand?"

"The sudden death of the fish raised is a sign of bankruptcy. Recently, Xiahe Factory has suffered a lot of losses. Did you provoke something unclean?"

Xia Jingrui felt guilty, but he didn't want to lose his momentum, so he pouted and said, "It's fine, what are you cursing me for? If you have time to worry about other people's affairs, why not take care of your own affairs."

After finishing speaking, Xia Jingrui turned around and wanted to leave.

"Xia Jingrui, I'm not joking with you." Xia Jingsheng's expression was very serious, "If something really happens to you, you must say it."

Xia Jingrui paused for a while, and then left without looking back.

Xia Jingsheng sighed, thinking of Sun Wenxi, he suddenly lost his appetite for food.

After hastily taking two bites of breakfast, I put it down.

After the meal, the servant girl came to report: "Young Master, I have your phone number."

Xia Jingsheng held the receiver, and Sun Wenxi's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jingsheng, you promised to accompany me to the art exhibition, remember?"

Xia Jingsheng's heart suddenly tightened.

Sun Wenxi saw that he didn't answer or urge him, so he just said softly: "I'll pick you up the morning after tomorrow, okay?"

Xia Jingsheng didn't answer directly, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Have you read today's newspaper?"

"Heh." On the other side of the phone, Sun Wenxi smiled, "Jing Sheng, no matter what you see, you have to believe me and don't think about it."

Hearing what Sun Wenxi said, Xia Jingsheng's restless heart really calmed down.

The news about Sun Wenxi's falling in love with a starlet spread widely outside, and there were reporters staying around Sun's house every day.

Sun Wenxi didn't care about these things, and went to and from get off work on time as usual, pretending that he didn't see the following reporter.

On this day, he drove to the gate of Xia Zhai and honked his horn twice.

Xia Jingsheng heard it upstairs and opened the window.

Coincidentally, Sun Wenxi jumped out of the car. Looking at each other, Sun Wenxi mouthed Xia Jingsheng: "I'll wait for you."

It had just rained outside, and the air was filled with the fragrance of soil washed by the rain.

Xia Jingsheng took a deep breath, calmed down, put on a new long gown, and went downstairs.

As soon as he went out, the reporter who had been lurking for a long time seized the opportunity to shoot wildly.

Sun Wenxi went up to meet him, and opened the car door for Xia Jingsheng very naturally: "Get in the car."

Xia Jingsheng wore a lake blue soft satin gown today, which was extraordinarily elegant and handsome.

Sun Wenxi: "I heard that Jing Sheng is good at painting and calligraphy?"

Xia Jingsheng: "Occasionally practice on weekdays, it is not proficient."

Sun Wenxi: "Today's painting exhibition is the solo exhibition of painting master Yu Xitong, I think you will like it."

Xia Jingsheng: "Earlier I heard that Mr. Yu was going to hold an art exhibition in Jiangcheng, but it was hard to get a ticket. Wenxi has a heart."

Sun Wenxi: "What you want, I will naturally try to find it for you."

It has to be said that when Sun Wenxi tried his best to please people, it really made people powerless.

Xia Jingsheng glanced at Sun Wenxi, but didn't answer.

When they arrived at the exhibition hall, Sun Wenxi and Xia Jingsheng entered the venue together. There were not many people visiting the exhibition hall, and it seemed very quiet.

After looking at the paintings in such an environment for a while, Sun Wenxi felt something was wrong.

For some people who came with cameras, it was not the paintings that were aimed at them several times, but...them.

Sun Wenxi was about to have a seizure when he suddenly heard a soft call from behind: "Young Master Sun."

Sun Wenxi turned his head and saw Wu Zheng standing not far away, with half surprise and half excitement in his eyes.

Different from Wu Zheng's excitement, Sun Wenxi's expression could be called indifferent. He looked at Wu Zheng coldly, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

For a moment, Wu Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief: "Young Master Sun, I was with you in the big world that day."

Sun Wenxi smiled suddenly: "I drank unconscious that day, thanks to you for sending me home."

The implication is that I just drank too much that day, and was sent home in the end, nothing happened.

As a result, Wu Zheng didn't know how to proceed, and stood there with an embarrassed expression.

At this time, Xia Jingsheng took the initiative to hold Sun Wenxi's hand: "Wenxi, I want to take a look over there."

When he opened his mouth, both Sun Wenxi and Wu Zheng were startled.

Especially Sun Wenxi, who was confused by a handshake.

The reporter's camera did not cover up any more, completely freezing the scene of Sun Xia and Sun Xia holding hands.

But Wu Zheng stood there alone, neither advancing nor retreating.