On the Routine of President Wen

"Do you want to be popular?" When Luo Heng said this, Fu Yihuan was raising his head, staring at the Murphy's dropper attached to the infusion bottle for a moment, thinking about all kinds of thigh-hugging in his heart posture.

Or be direct, Mr. Luo, do you need a lover?I think I'm a good fit!

Or be more tactful, Mr. Luo, do you think I'm beautiful?I wonder if I have the honor to warm your bed for you?

Or, to talk about it, I still rely on deception, Mr. Luo, I watched the sky the other day and night, and I observed the extremely rare "Yinghuo Shouxin", and then I ran into Mr. Luo again and again the next day. This is a bad omen. It is unfavorable to Mr. Luo, but a vision from the sky, only by doing good deeds can the danger be turned into good fortune.Mr. Luo, do you know how to support poor and down-and-out starlets?

"Huh?" Fu Yihuan looked at Luo Heng, blinked, and was a little dazed by Luo Heng's sudden words, and quickly realized, "What does President Luo mean?"

Luo Heng leaned back, leaning on the back of the sofa, with two slender legs crossed up and down, stretched out his left hand to pull a stack of documents on the side table closer, casually flipped through them, and tapped rhythmically with the index finger of his right hand On the right knee: "You entered the showbiz six years ago, once you became famous because you played the leading role of an undercover policeman in the TV series "Darkness and Darkness", and you quickly became popular in the streets and alleys overnight, becoming a hot new star in the film and television industry.

But the good times didn’t last long. In less than a year, you were revealed to be the illegitimate son of Fu Wenfei, the empress of the former song. Although the head of the other protagonist is hidden, it can be seen at a glance that he is a man, that is to say, you are forced to come out of the closet.In addition, all kinds of unkind remarks about you were posted on the Internet, playing big names, harassing actors, etc. Then, you received notices to break the contract one by one...

Repeated scandals have disintegrated your acting career little by little, and you fell from heaven to abyss in just an instant, but since the contract with the awesome performing arts company has not yet expired, they naturally If he won't take the initiative to break the contract, he simply chooses to hide you in the snow, and this hiding will last for five years.

With the passage of time, you have gone from being on the cusp of the storm to being gradually forgotten by the world, and finally completely reduced to an extra actor with a salary of less than 20 yuan.

There are still four years left in that contract, you can't afford the huge liquidated damages, you can only obey the company's arrangement, full of talent, full of enthusiasm and powerless to sway, exhausted all day long, and the salary is negligible.If I remember correctly, you don't even have two hundred and fifty in your pocket, and the market value of your mobile phone is only five hundred, so you must be living a very hard life.

Anyway, it can be considered as being in the circle for many years, what do I mean, don't you understand? "

Luo Heng's words made Fu Yihuan have a thorough understanding of his past. There are many people who are right and wrong, and it is not just "right and wrong" reflected in him.

According to the information obtained by Luo Heng's investigation, the scandals five years ago were triggered by the exposure of his life experience, and one after another, they never gave him any chance to breathe, let alone made him a little bit angry. Opportunity to defend and manage.

Moreover, each of those scandals has solid evidence, and there is no room for him to make any excuses, even if he wants to deal with them, he can't suppress them at all.

Therefore, he has no so-called "yes", only "wrongs" that keep pouring out. The key point is that every "wrong" is enough to push him into a place of eternal doom, and the cumulative effect of layers is self-evident.

awful!That's horrible!

Fu Yihuan once again mourned for ten seconds in silence for his former self in this system world. He had no choice but to rejoice that those tragic experiences were all gone, and he didn't need to experience them for real. Shake your face and put down your burden.

However, since those have become Fu Yihuan's past, he must seek justice for those pasts that were obviously framed.

"Boss Luo means to make me popular?" Fu Yihuan propped himself up and let himself sit against the head of the bed.

"Well, that's what I really mean." Luo Heng's eyes shifted from the documents on the table to Fu Yihuan's sickly pale face.

Fu Yihuan reached out and grabbed the water glass on the table beside the hospital bed. His burning throat made him no time to worry that the water in the glass was already completely cold, so he handed it to his mouth and drank it without hesitation. After seeing the hotness that continued to radiate from the inside to the outside due to his fever, he blurted out an extremely comfortable "ha~" the moment the cup left his lips.

Looking at the inadvertent water stains on the corners of Fu Yihuan's mouth, Luo Heng's fingers tapping his knees stopped unconsciously. He frowned slightly, stood up and walked towards Fu Yihuan. When he was in a daze, he took the water glass and turned to the water dispenser. direction, and when he came back, the cup was full of warm water.

Taking the water glass with surprise, Fu Yihuan said "Thank you" softly, and drank half a glass of water in one breath before feeling comfortable in his throat, and asked, "So, what is Mr. Luo's condition?"

Of course, Fu Yihuan didn't believe that Luo Heng was purely discerning, and he didn't believe that the conditions for him not to see his great horse being buried maliciously and to make him popular were inevitable.

"Oh, what kind of conditions do you think I will offer?" Luo Heng stood beside Fu Yihuan's bed, crossed his arms, and looked down at him, "No, it should be said, what conditions do you think you have that are worth exchanging? How high have you reached?"

Luo Heng's unremarkable smile made Fu Yihuan feel very uncomfortable. He turned his head and looked out the window, and said, "Now that I'm in this situation, how can I get Mr. Luo's favor? Mr. Luo thinks In exchange for anything from me, there is no need to beat around the bush, as long as I can afford it, no matter what it is, I will exchange it."

"Whatever it is?" Luo Heng's low laugh came from above his head, and then a very bewitching voice rang in Fu Yihuan's ear, "I want you, can you afford it?"

Sure enough, in the president's novel, whenever a star and the president are involved, no matter the protagonist or the supporting role, most of them will involve some kind of unspoken rules.

Fu Yihuan suddenly turned his face away, but he didn't expect that Luo Heng's face was still next to his ear, and his lips seemed to rub lightly, his eyes widened in shock, and he fell backward in a panic, accidentally Pulling the needle on the back of his hand, the needle was pulled out abruptly, the pain made Fu Yihuan almost burst into tears.

The infusion bottle at the other end of the infusion tube was also implicated, and it smashed onto Luo Heng's head with the shelf, almost killing flies between his eyebrows. He growled sullenly, "Are my lips poisonous?"

After re-infusion, Fu Yihuan's face was a little embarrassed. After the nurse repeatedly told him not to move around and finally walked out, he coughed twice and said, "Sorry, Mr. Luo, I lost my composure."

"En." Luo Heng seemed to be brooding over his overreaction just now, never looked at him, and responded perfunctorily, speaking in a cold tone.

"Cough." Fu Yihuan decided to get down to business, "Does Luo always want to keep me?"

"Nursing? You are very familiar with these two words." Luo Heng's tone seemed a little weird, and Fu Yihuan couldn't help wondering if he had made a mistake again.

However, Luo Heng immediately said: "It's not wrong to use these two words, anyway, the outside world will spread it like this. Then... accept my support and be popular by me, how about it?"

Fu Yihuan lowered his head, pretending to be in deep thought for a long time, and when he looked up at Luo Heng, his face showed a desperate look: "Okay, I accept, but I want to know whether Mr. Luo's support has a shelf life?"

"Three years," Luo Heng walked back to the sofa and sat down, "I will guarantee you for three years, and I will support you for three years. During these three years, you can choose the resources of Luoshi. After three years, you may be popular, It doesn't matter if it's black or not, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Okay, today is June 6. Until this day three years later, you will be my benefactor and I will be your lover."

"In this case, you can just sign this contract. You don't need the 'you'. Also, the word 'lover' is not used correctly." Luo Heng threw the contract onto Fu Yihuan's lap.

There were two copies of the contract, each with at least [-] pages. Fu Yihuan thought he had to sign it no matter what, so he didn't bother to read it. He flipped through it pretendingly, and signed his name on the last page.

When Luo Heng signed his name, Fu Yihuan asked: "What do you use instead of 'lover', lover?"

Luo Heng's signing pen flickered suddenly, and drew a distorted line on the paper. There was no fluctuation on his face. After signing, he closed the cap of the pen, handed one of the contracts to Fu Yihuan, and said, "Lover."

The unexpected word "lover" scared Fu Yihuan's jaw so much that it took him a long time to find his voice: "Contract...contract lover?"

Luo Heng nodded: "I need you to use your acting talent in the next three years, do your best to act as my lover, and remove all emotional obstacles that shouldn't arise for me. The specific requirements are explained in the contract. If you have time, you might as well open your eyes and see clearly. Don’t even take a good look at the big words at the beginning of the contract. I’m embarrassed if I don’t understand anything.

Now that you have signed the contract, the contract will take effect immediately. After the infusion, my assistant will take you to the corresponding residence. If you don't like it, you can change it at any time.My company still has something to do, let's go first. "

Luo Heng left after speaking, completely ignoring Fu Yihuan's daze.

When Fu Yihuan came back to his senses, he followed Luo Heng's assistant, Chen Liang, into an unusually luxurious duplex apartment.

Looking at the dazzling and golden decoration and furnishings of the room, Fu Yihuan couldn't help but hold Chen Liang: "Assistant Chen, I'd better trouble you to change my place, this place is... a bit too... noble and luxurious, I... suffer from it." I'm sorry..."

Chen Liang is a living paralyzed person, he can't say a word of nonsense, facing Fu Yihuan's request, he nodded expressionlessly, turned around and walked towards the door, saying: "Please follow me."

After turning around Luoheng's three apartments and two villas, Fu Yihuan's mood was beyond description. He held his forehead and planned to try again: "Is there any, simpler residence, black and white is the best."

There was no trace of impatience on Chen Liang's face, or even the slightest disturbance. He went out and made a phone call, and brought Fu Yihuan to a new residence when he came back.

This large but extremely minimalist apartment is very suitable for Fu Yihuan, and he can't help but think of Luo Heng's huge room in the first system world, which only has a bed, a lamp, and a cabinet.

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