The film emperor ruled all kinds of dissatisfaction

Few of the actors and entertainers in the entertainment industry are completely clean. Homosexuality, drug use, drunk driving, sleeping with fans, love to gamble, being adopted, hooking up with sex, unwanted pregnancies... Everyone is more or less unknown.Qin Yue owns an entertainment company, so he is more aware of this kind of thing. During the meeting, he emphasized several times with his agent that some things are not allowed to be involved at all. For example, don't take artists to find financial backers, don't get involved in drugs, don't break the law... ...But he turned a blind eye to some things, and didn't ask too much. He just asked the company's agent to have [-]% control over his artists, so that even if something happened, the company would have risk control way.After all, the work pressure in the film and television industry is high. Sometimes actors appear in the play many times and have a lot of emotional ups and downs. They always have to rely on other things.

However, just because Qin Yue doesn't care, doesn't mean he doesn't know the inside story.

Gambling is a delicate matter, and men's inherently adventurous character makes them more likely to indulge in casinos.But small gambling, like Song Xun, if he went to Macau to play occasionally, even if he was exposed to the media, it would not be a serious problem-gambling in Macau is legal, and gambling in Macau is not a serious problem. Going surfing in Australia, legally speaking, there is no difference.

If Song Xun really won the 130 million from the casinos in Macau, then he was lucky. Wang Chen and Qin Yue had no choice but to bite the bullet and endure the loss that was exposed this time.

But the problem is that Qin Yue stared at the number of times Song Xun traveled to and from Macau. It was not frequent, but it was not very regular, which showed that Song Xun did not only go to Macau to gamble.He has been in and out of contact for two or three years, explaining that Song Xun is addicted to gambling, at least he is interested.So, is it possible that Song Xun also gambled somewhere when he was in the mainland?

More importantly, he has a profit of 130 million, so how much does Song Xun bet in the casino?How much principal was exchanged for these winnings?If he wins this time, will he lose again next time?

The best way to destroy a person is to give him enough sweetness first, let him sink into the vortex, and then he can no longer escape or quit, he has a big appetite, indulges his desire, and finally withdraws it. Everything he got, he even sucked up human blood even more.

Qin Yue knocked on the cover of the report and returned it to Meng Kaili, "According to what Wang Chen said, let's check, mainly to see if Song Xun gambled in the mainland, whose banker it was, whether there was any debt, or... Will there be any arrears in the future?"

"Understood President Qin." Meng Kaili drove away.

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Chen looked at Qin Yue from the side, feeling a little scared for no reason.He leaned over, hugged Qin Yue's upper body, touched his chest back and forth, and asked, "Qin Yue, don't you want to do something to Song Xun?"

Qin Yue lifted Wang Chen's chin and lowered his head for a kiss, then stared at Wang Chen's eyes and asked, "What do you think I'm going to do to him?"

"I don't know!" Wang Chen pouted, and asked Qin Yue to kiss him again, and then he said, "Song Xun's character is very bad, but you should not punish him beyond the legal boundaries. If you are unrighteous, you will kill yourself, I don't want you to follow him and become bad."

"Well, I just want to see what he has done. He made our affairs public. We must always fight back and let the audience know what kind of person he is?"

Wang Chen nodded, took the initiative to kiss Qin Yue in his arms.

This time, the kiss between the two couldn't help becoming a little deeper.

Qin Yue's left hand ran up and down Wang Chen's back, but after a while, it restlessly reached the edge of Wang Chen's waistband.Wang Chen only wore a pair of elastic-waisted home pants at home, and Qin Yue's hand easily slipped in.He pinched Wang Chen's elastic buttocks, "Does Chen Chen think I'm not bad?"

Wang Chen saw a hint of sexuality from Qin Yue's expression, he laughed and shook his buttocks, "Bad, very bad."

Qin Yue also laughed. He picked up Wang Chen and put it on his lap, then took off his trousers, "You know that's the best."

The two had sex happily.

The next day, Wang Chen was still unemployed at home because he had no job.

Qin Yue resumed going to work in the company as usual.

For several days in a row, although Qin Yue found paparazzi wandering downstairs when he went to the company, but because he didn't catch Wang Chen's shadow, there was no new news in the newspaper in the end.The situation seems to be faintly calming down completely, and there are no more disturbances.

Until Meng Kaili brought back more information about Song Xun.

In the office, Wang Chen was not there, only Qin Yue was immersed in the script of the new project and the financial report of the finalized movie.

Meng Kaili knocked on the door before coming in. He was holding a huge brown paper bag, "Boss Qin, there is news from Song Xun."

Qin Yue paused while holding the mouse, then raised his head, "What did you find out?"

With a half-smile, Meng Kaili took out a stack of photos from the paper bag.

"The day before yesterday, Song Xun just came back from recording a reality show in Hainan. The first thing he did after getting off the plane was to go to an underground casino."

"in Beijing?!"

"Yes, Beijing."

Qin Yue's eyes obviously flashed with astonishment. It's not that he doesn't know the scene of flowers and flowers in the capital, but this kind of thing can't be enjoyed by Song Xun, an actor. It is a gold-selling cave specially prepared for the second generation ancestors of various families.

When he took the photo, he realized it after reading it.The place Song Xun went to was far from being of such a high standard, it was just an underground casino in an old community.Qin Yue knew that area. His cousin's real estate business was planning to demolish the old buildings in that area and build new ones.The residents over there have already signed contracts to receive compensation and have moved all over the place, and there are usually no one there.No wonder something like an underground casino can be opened.

"We hired a private detective to investigate. It's not the first time Song Xun has come here. Over the past few years, Song Xun has already developed a gambling addiction... There are people on his side who help to open separate accounts for the guests who come to play. So I guess Song Xun's agent may not know about this. The 130 million is basically the last money left in Song Xun's hands. When he first entered the game, he won almost 500 million piecemeal. He transferred more than 100 million yuan, added some down payment to his house, and bought a three-bedroom apartment in the Fifth Ring Road. The next 400 million yuan began to lose slowly, but after all, he was not addicted at that time, and the dealer was raising money. As for him, he still wins occasionally. Song Xun estimates that he will gradually play big, and by the end of the year he will only have this 130 million yuan, which will be spent on the paparazzi."

"What about now?" Qin Yue asked.

Meng Kaili clicked on the last one of the photos, "I was squatting at the door smoking last night, I guess I lost badly yesterday. He is addicted, do you think the dealer will continue to support him?"

Qin Yue sneered, "If you really agree with Chen Chen, you will kill yourself if you do many unrighteous actions... Keep staring at him. If he becomes addicted, he will lose all his pants in a month. Let's just watch. Let's see." If there are many people taking pictures, you can also record a video, and when the time comes, you will fight back with fire, and let him know what exposure is."

"Okay, Mr. Qin."

mid-January.

"Hello? Song Xun?" The agent's call was dialed to Song Xun's mobile phone at noon, "What have you been doing lately? Why did I hear the real estate agent say that you are going to sell the house?"

As the Spring Festival approached, Song Xun was out of work for the time being, so his manager naturally hadn't contacted him for a while.

At noon, the manager thought that Song Xun had already woken up, but he didn't expect that the voice on the other end of the phone was very hoarse, as if he had just woken up from a hangover, "Ah...brother, I...what, I have something to do at home and need money urgently. "

"Your father is not in good health again?" The agent knew the conditions of Song Xun's family, so he said, "How much housing prices in Beijing are rising now, why are you selling the house? How much is there? Otherwise, I will lend you some first."

Song Xun subconsciously said, "Ah, no need..."

But he soon regained consciousness, and sat up straight, "Wait, brother, can you really lend me?"

"Really." The agent said generously, "Don't sell your house. I bought it in Beijing with great difficulty. After making a few movies, the missing money will come back. Don't be impulsive. Tell me, how much do you want? .”

"...can...can you borrow 150 million?" Song Xun asked tentatively.

Only then did the agent feel wrong, "Why do you want so much money? Didn't your dad just have a heart bypass last year? It's not good anymore? What else should I do?"

Song Xun paused, and replied: "No, it's my uncle. He suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. He needs to be hospitalized for first aid. My hometown asked me for money."

The agent sighed heavily, "Okay, I'll transfer the money to your card, and you come back to the company and write me an IOU."

"Okay, bro, I'll be there in the afternoon."

Another half month passed.

Song Xun took the initiative to call his agent, "Brother...how did you spend the Spring Festival?"

"What can I do, I'm busy, what's the matter?"

"Then what... my uncle's illness is serious again, and he needs to be admitted to intensive care. Can you... can you lend me some more money?"

The agent frowned, "Song Xun, don't you still have savings? The 150 million was spent so quickly? Doesn't your family have medical insurance?"

Song Xun was so frightened by the series of questions that he didn't dare to answer, so he quickly hung up the phone, guilty of not even daring to answer.

However, within half an hour, the manager's call came after him again.

Song Xun didn't answer for the first time, but he didn't expect his agent to call again immediately.

Chasing Call several times forced Song Xun to pick up the phone.

At this moment, he was curled up on the bed, trying to cover half of his bruised face with the quilt, "Brother..."

The manager yelled over the phone: "Go to the fucking internet to see what's going on!"

"...Going online?" Song Xun was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"You fucking read it yourself before you talk to me!"

The agent hung up the phone angrily.

Song Xun was still at a loss. It took him a long time to log in to his Weibo—since the Wanchen incident last time, his Weibo had been scolded by fans, so he stopped logging in and handed it over to his agent to play reason.

But before Song Xun had time to refresh the content, someone knocked on his door.

Song Xun had no choice but to put down his phone, and went to the living room with all his injuries, "Who is it?"

he asked impatiently.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the hottest news was already flashing - the actor Song Xun was deeply involved in an illegal casino, and was violently beaten in the street for defaulting on gambling.

But outside the door, a serious and stern voice sounded, "Song Xun lives here? We are the police!"