He walks the career path in Shurachang

Thick clouds pressed in from afar, slowly covering the moonlight.

The air is hot and humid, the hot summer wind blows stickyly over the skin, the weak chirping of cicadas at night, the faint sound of thunder, and the dragonflies passing by at low altitude, a thunderstorm is ready to go.

Rong Zhi walked slowly to Shang Heng's side, and moved his eyes from him to Wen Ruiyun in the car.

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes behind the lens, and Rong Zhi nodded slightly to him: "Mr. Wen, I didn't expect Shang Heng to come back by your car. My friend didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

Shang Heng frowned secretly. According to the original book, these two people should not know each other at this time.

In the next moment, Rong Zhi answered his doubts: "Recently, there is a case in the firm, and I will serve as a consultant in the legal department of Tianhe Group for the time being."

Wen Ruiyun looked at him, then at Shang Heng, and smiled slowly: "Lawyer Rong, are you acquaintances? It seems that this city is really small."

Rong Zhi answered the words naturally: "Shang Heng and I have been growing up since we were young, and now we live together."

"Oh?"

Wen Ruiyun's light ending sound hit Shang Heng's ear, and the latter coughed dryly: "Oh, thanks to Rongzhi who rented me the empty house opposite him, I have a place to live."

Rong Zhi seemed to realize the ambiguity just now, smiled embarrassedly, and pushed his glasses: "Yes, working hard alone, we can take care of each other."

He suddenly remembered something, took out a small box of snacks from his bag and handed it to Shang Heng: "I came home late from overtime work, and I passed by that shop, and there is the last box left, have you had dinner yet?"

Shang Heng nodded, there was no need to open the snack box, the familiar smell immediately penetrated into his nose, showing a strong sense of presence.

He was very moved, thanked him, and resolutely pushed the box back: "I am too full to eat at night, you can go back to eat this durian egg tart."

Rong Zhi glanced at him, saw that his expression was not polite, so he stopped insisting: "That's good."

Wen Ruiyun smiled meaningfully: "What an enviable friendship."

Rong Zhi said slowly, "It's just a trivial matter."

Shang Heng who was left aside: "..."

Rong Zhi looked up at the dark cloudy sky: "Since Mr. Wen is here, why don't you go upstairs and have a cup of tea?"

"No." Wen Ruiyun turned to look at Shang Heng, "In any case, I still want to thank you for the matter of the flower restaurant."

Shang Heng casually humbled himself, thinking to himself, he didn't know whether he was thanking him for avoiding making a fool of himself, or thanking him for seeing through Fang Yang's tricks.

"As for what you said to me in the car just now..."

Shang Heng's face was neither red nor out of breath, sincerity was written all over his face: "That's just my wishful thinking, Mr. Wen doesn't have to take it to heart."

Rong Zhi glanced at him subtly.

Wen Ruiyun said gently: "Actually, I think you have great potential. It would be a pity to be in a company like Huaimeng, which is in decline. You might as well consider coming to Changfeng Entertainment, a subsidiary of Tianhe Group. You don't need to worry about liquidated damages."

Shang Heng was really surprised this time, Wen Ruiyun actually asked himself to change jobs?Aren't you afraid of the "crow's mouth" he opened up?

If it was someone else, maybe Shang Heng would really consider this suggestion, but who is the other party?The tragic villain in the original book is destined to become a loser, the future is worrying!

So Shang Heng shook his head like a rattle: "Thank you Mr. Wen for your love, but I have no plans to change jobs for the time being. To be a person, you must be honest. Since I signed the contract, I will fulfill it to the end."

Wen Ruiyun expressed his understanding. He took out a black-bottomed gold-stamped invitation letter, wrote his signature with a signature pen, and handed it to him:

"Don't rush to refuse. This is an invitation letter for Weiss's charity gala. The participants are all people in the industry. In addition to the stars in the industry, there are also many investors, sponsors and big names in the film and entertainment industry. Huaimeng can't give you such an invitation. Chances are, maybe after you've been there, you'll change your mind."

Shang Heng frowned: "This is a private dinner hosted by Mr. Wen. It's not suitable for me...is it?"

Wen Ruiyun bent his eyes: "Oh? Didn't you just say that the life circle is too far away from me? Are you lying to me?"

Shang Heng: "..."

The sky is getting darker and gloomy, and the street lights on the street are on and off.

Rong Zhi's expression was half-hidden in the darkness, a pair of pitch-black eyes watched the conversation between the two silently through the thin lenses.

Before Shang Heng had time to think of words, two figures suddenly jumped out from the side, barred horizontally, and blocked in front of him.

The man has big arms and round waist, tall and tall, while the woman is short and soft, with a plump figure, but her speech is sharp and sharp.

"Oh, Xiaoheng is too ignorant, it's obviously his feelings for you, how can you be so rude!"

The middle-aged man and woman are Shang Heng's "adoptive parents". The woman snatched the invitation letter, pressed it to her chest, and grabbed Shang Heng's arm tightly, smiling intimately and kindly:

"Xiaoheng has been thin-skinned since she was a child, and Mom will keep it for you. Thank you for such a good thing!"

Shang Heng's face darkened: "How did you find this place?"

The adoptive father trembled the muscles of his cheeks, salivating as he stroked the black roof and doors, his eyes were full of the luxurious Bentley in front of him:

"Hey, how much is this worth? If I can enjoy myself too, hehe..."

The adoptive mother kicked him impatiently: "Give it up, you bastard who has never seen the world! Don't dirty his car, can you afford it?"

The adoptive father snorted unhappily: "Isn't the surname Gu Shang Heng's boyfriend? What happened after touching the car?"

The adoptive mother excitedly waved to Wen Ruiyun in the car:

"You must be Mr. Gu, right? We are Shang Heng's parents. It's a pleasure to meet you. How can Xiao Heng be so kind? Please take him home personally. Oh, it's really..."

Wen Ruiyun sat in the back seat from beginning to end, with a thin smile on the corner of his mouth, without any embarrassment.

Instead, Secretary Wu couldn't bear it and honked the horn: "Two, my boss is named Wen, you two have found the wrong person."

The expression on Shang Heng's face faded little by little, he clasped his adoptive mother and forced his wrist, pressed his thumb on the wrist bone, and slowly and firmly opened her hand, like an iron hoop that did not allow resistance.

The sharp pain in the wrist came suddenly, and the adoptive mother let go involuntarily with an ouch, and the invitation letter on her chest disappeared, and it easily fell into Shang Heng's hands.

The previous sloppiness and arrogance disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and under the dim streetlight, he was as sharp as a sword:

"It's a little personal matter, I'm making you laugh. Mr. Wen still has something to do, so I won't send it."

Shang Heng raised the invitation letter in his hand: "Thank you Mr. Wen for your kindness. But I'm afraid you will be disappointed in the job-hopping matter. I'm afraid I won't be able to bite into the pie that fell from the sky."

Wen Ruiyun couldn't help laughing: "Tianhe and Gu's confront each other, aren't you afraid of harming Yuchi?"

Shang Heng said slowly: "Fish also have a chance to jump over the dragon gate."

Wen Ruiyun turned his face sideways and looked at him seriously as if meeting him for the first time.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and smiled slightly: "Alright, I'll wait and see."

The translucent black windows were completely closed, and Bentley's smooth shadow flowed in the night, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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The night scene on both sides of the road quickly reversed in the rearview mirror.

Wen Ruiyun leaned on the brown leather sofa, quietly looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window: "It's a pity."

"Mr. Wen is referring to Shang Heng?" Secretary Wu frowned thinking of the middle-aged man and woman just now.

"If his nonsense is true, then he is a person who thinks differently. If it is false, then he is a liar."

"He played tricks on the live broadcast, and most of them were covered up. Or he got the inside information by chance when he was with the young master of the Gu family."

"The behavior of the flower restaurant is also very suspicious. It's hard to guarantee that you didn't get close to you on purpose. There are so many men and women who adore you, why should Mr. Wen care about such a small person?"

Wen Ruiyun buttoned the top button of the collar of the shirt with one hand, and said with a faint smile:

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. If you see a person's strengths, he is a bold and smart person."

"It is not difficult to obtain information, but the difficulty is to process and control the information. It is a pity that such a talent is born in such a family."

The black car window reflected his gentle and smiling side face, but the angular lines showed a bit of sharpness and indifference:

"In this world, apart from marriage, it is difficult for people from the bottom to get ahead through their own efforts."

Secretary Wu's complexion changed slightly, thinking of the boss's parents who abandoned their children 20 years ago, he immediately kept silent.

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At that time, downstairs in the apartment, sparse raindrops wet the dark red garden floor tiles.

"You little bastard! Has your hair grown hard? How dare you contradict us like this!"

The adoptive father said harsh words in his mouth, and pointed at Shang Heng's nose, but he didn't dare to go forward, hid behind the adoptive mother, chattering endlessly, "You are very capable, hooked up with a guy named Gu, and here you go again!" One named Wen..."

Shang Heng stared at the two of them coldly: "I don't care how you found it, whether you asked for money or not."

The adoptive mother rubbed her pinched wrist, barely slowing down her tone:

"Xiao Heng, how can you not miss your old love so much? We are your parents, who raised you up since you were a child. Besides, your boyfriend looks like a rich man. What's wrong with spending some money on you? We just Ask for living expenses."

"

that is! "The adoptive father yelled, "You unfilial son, you are now a big star, a celebrity, and you have a luxury car to pick you up. Come in, are you plausible?It is only natural for the father to pay the debt of the son! "

"If you don't give it, we have no choice but to contact the reporter and sue you in court, so that everyone can see your face of forgetting money for profit, refusing to support your parents, and refusing to be filial!"

The adoptive mother glared at him: "Shut up! Xiao Heng, you don't know how hard we have been going through recently, especially your younger brother, who has lost weight from hunger. We are your family, how can you bear to let your younger brother starve and freeze? "

"Mom doesn't ask too much. You give us a sum of money and pay back the interest first. It's best for your brother to live with you, so you can take care of him. It's windy and sunny outside. How can he suffer as a child?" I got this pain..."

"As for us, after you move into your boyfriend's big mansion, let us live in the current house..."

Shang Heng smiled suddenly, the tails of his eyes under the night light were bright and elegant, like a machete out of its sheath: "Threat me?"

Rong Zhi frowned, and took a step forward: "How much do you want? Did you stop showing up after taking the money?"

The adoptive father rolled his eyes: "That depends on how much you pay."

Shang Heng raised his arm to block Rong Zhi, and said indifferently: "Today is too late to raise money, I will inform you of the time and place within this week, and I will take it as a break fee and keep it to your satisfaction."

The middle-aged men and women looked at each other with joy on their faces: "You said that! Then let's go first."

After the figures of the two gradually disappeared into the rain, Rong Zhi sighed: "If you are short of money, I can lend it to you..."

The corner of Shang Heng's mouth curled into a very faint smile: "Thank you, I'll save you borrowing money, but I do have something I hope you can help me with."

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The increasingly manic wind blew away the damp air, accompanied by a flash of snow and thunder, heavy rain, and toppings poured down.

When we returned to the apartment upstairs, it was almost midnight. To Shang Heng, this day was like a slow-motion camera, one second wished for two seconds.

Shang Heng simply wiped his wet hair, changed his clothes and came out, Rong Zhi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, while the live broadcast of Shang Heng's popularity was playing on the internet TV.

He brought two glasses of water over, one was passed to Rong Zhi, and a spoonful of honey was added to his own, the warm water in the transparent glass had an amber color.

Rong Zhi glanced at him: "Since when did you like drinking honey water?"

Shang Heng was startled, and said haha ​​casually: "I heard that it can help sleep before going to bed. How do you watch this kind of variety show?"

Shang Heng hurriedly changed the live broadcast room of other stars before his prophecy mini-game: "This one is quite good-looking."

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked at it for three seconds, then suddenly said: "This man has undergone plastic surgery, his nose, eyes, and chin have all undergone surgery, and he was not so good-looking in the first place."

Shang Heng: "How do you know?"

"I can tell." Rong Zhi blew on the floating tea foam, turned his face to look at Shang Heng, playing with his taste, "Knowing that the other party's face is fake, do you still think he looks good?"

Shang Heng yawned lazily, and didn't take it seriously: "Everyone has a love for beauty, and it's not a big deal that the painted skin mask will be canceled for a limited time."

Rong Zhi didn't speak, and after a long time, he hummed softly: "Why do you want to become a star? But also, you used to...you grew up well since you were a child, and you were indeed born to stand under the spotlight."

Rong Zhi took off his glasses and wiped the lenses lightly. The long eyelashes cast two shadows on the eyelids, separated from the barrier of the lenses, and the dark pupils appeared somewhat blurred.

Shang Heng rubbed his nose: "It's a coincidence, I didn't think about it that way. By the way, why did you come to Tianhe Group as a consultant?"

Rong Zhi lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "It was also an opportunity I got by chance not long ago. A big company like Tianhe Group handles countless cases every year. I also want to see it. What's more..."

He paused slightly and looked up at Shang Heng: "I have heard for a long time that Wen Ruiyun, the current president of Tianhe Group, is a legendary figure. When he was young, Wen Hechen, the original heir, Wen Ruiyun's father, suddenly ran away from home, which led to constant factional struggles within the entire Wen family. .”

"With the support of his grandfather, Wen Ruiyun killed relatives and competitors one after another at a young age."

Rong Zhi stared into Shang Heng's thoughtful eyes, and slowly shook his head: "I don't know how you got involved with Wen Ruiyun, it's just that this person... he looks handsome on the surface, like a kind person, but in fact he is a city man. Very deep and ruthless guy."

"I inadvertently looked up some previous cases. Back then, the Wen family coveted the various factions of the heir, and they all ended up miserable. His younger brothers and sisters didn't even have a single share of the shares. They even treated their closest relatives so harshly. It can be seen that Not a nice guy."

Shang Heng's eyes showed surprise, which made Wen Ruiyun's investigation so detailed, and he didn't know what he was trying to figure out.

If he hadn't known that he was an ordinary lawyer with no interests involved, Shang Heng would even have suspected that Rong Zhi was a commercial spy sent by Gu Lin to go undercover in the Tianhe Group to collect evidence secretly and kill his opponent with the last blow.

Rong Zhi hesitated for a moment, and seriously warned: "Anyway, I don't suggest you accept his invitation to go to a company under the Tianhe Group. It's best to stay away from him, the farther the better."

Shang Heng blinked and looked him up and down: "You came here specially to tell me this?"

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes: "Oh, I just remembered it and said it casually."

He put down his teacup and got up to say goodbye.

Shang Heng sent him to the door: "Thank you for my adoptive parents..."

Rong Zhi inserted the key into the door lock, opened it halfway and turned around: "You don't have to thank me, I know what to do, but this may damage your current reputation, have you thought about it?"

Shang Heng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have my own plan."

Rong Zhi closed the door and stood at the entrance until he heard the door on the opposite side close with a click. He lowered his head and smiled, and slowly walked into the study from the dark room.

There was a small warm yellow desk lamp on the table. Rongzhi turned the adjustment knob to the maximum, and the light gradually became brighter. On the wall, there were many pictures of people pinned up with butterfly needles.

Gu Lin, Lin Yuqing, Wen Ruiyun, and even Fang Yang, almost all the names and surnames of the original book are pasted here, and each photo is also stuck with a card with many information written on it.

The one with the most is Shang Heng himself. On the street, in the car, in the live broadcast, and even in the house, there are all kinds of angles.

Rong Zhi frowned and added a few strokes to Wen Ruiyun's paper card, quietly facing the photo wall, his eyes slid over everyone's photos one by one, and finally fell on Shang Heng's face.

He touched his face involuntarily, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips.

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After midnight, the small apartment finally became completely quiet.

Shang Heng collapsed on the big bed in the master bedroom after grooming, yawned and clicked on the social software out of boredom, while absent-mindedly thinking about the main characters in the book.

Whether it is Gu Lin or Lin Yuqing, their behavior and motives are not difficult to understand, and their personalities seem to be highly consistent with those described in the book, but Rong Zhi and Wen Ruiyun are much more elusive.

It can be said that the success of his live broadcast is almost based on Wen Ruiyun's loss. Instead of venting his anger on himself, he threw out an olive branch, and Rong Zhi was even more weird, hiding half of what he said, and being mysterious.

At present, it can be confirmed that Lin Yuqing is not the original product, then Gu Lin, Rong Zhi, and even Wen Ruiyun are very likely to be the same as himself. If so, it will be a real chaos.

It's just that this book is too unfair. People who wear books are either rich or expensive, but they only have debts and the best of the family when they wear books. How much hatred?

Shang Heng groaned and turned over on the bed, with a sneer on his lips, let's get messy, the more messy the better, it will be easier for him to fish in troubled waters.

He clicked on the hot search on Weibo, and as expected, the topic of "Clouds" plummeting in word of mouth and losing its first-day crown ranked first, the second was the dark horse at the box office, and the third was himself——#商恒带运家#

Click into the topic square, the wind of metaphysics worshiping immortals from all walks of life is noisy, and the style of painting is very strange.

"I'm so pissed off, what about drinking water while standing upside down during the live broadcast?!"

"Worship every day, Daxian Shang blesses me to get out of the order as soon as possible."

"I beg the Great Immortal Shang to bless me to give birth to a daughter smoothly."

"Shang Daxian, Shang Daxian, can I confess my confession successfully tomorrow? If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence!"

Shang Heng: "???"

When did he work part-time as Yuelao and Songzi Guanyin?

He speculated maliciously that maybe in a few days, the hot topic about him would become #商恒带孝子#, that picture...

The sudden ringing of the phone brought him back to his senses. The moment he connected, there was an excited laugh from the manager, Sister Li:

"Boy, it's really you! This time it's almost out of the ring! How did you do it? Or is there some behind-the-scenes master giving advice?"

Shang Heng smiled obediently: "Coincidence and coincidence."

Sister Li: "It's fine if you don't say it. I'm here to inform you. Congratulations, you have been valued by the company. I have won two exposure opportunities for you. One is the men's team talent show that Huaimeng will soon launch. The company only requires you Changing the contract to three years will focus on training you."

Shang Heng smiled embarrassedly: "I'm afraid this won't work, next one."

Sister Li was a little anxious: "You don't think about it anymore? The draft can be exposed for a long time, and the prospects are very good. No matter which route you take in the future, it will be fine."

Seeing that Shang Heng didn't respond, Sister Li sighed, and her enthusiasm faded a lot in an instant: "The second one is a public welfare live broadcast program. If you get to the top of the best-selling list next weekend, you will have the opportunity to get millions of sponsorships from sponsors." Gold and endorsement opportunities.”

"The other live broadcast guests are all big internet celebrities with tens of millions of fans and a huge consumer base. Although you are a bit famous now, it is far from enough to watch."

"For a long-term perspective, I still recommend that you participate in the draft! The draft is the most suitable for you."

Sister Li persuaded earnestly: "Several rookies who are in the same period as you have entered the draft. You are the most popular right now. If you make a wrong decision, you may be stepped on by your competitors in the future."

"Thank you, Sister Li. I still think the second one is suitable." Shang Heng raised his eyebrows: "Next weekend, right? No problem."

He hung up the phone, the screen of the phone glowed faintly, and stayed on the publicity page of the public welfare live broadcast with goods - millions of sponsorships!If you get it, you can pay off the debt owed to Gu Lin immediately, and you can keep half of it.

The bright electric light outside the window illuminates the dim room from time to time, Shang Heng's dark eyes hidden under the bangs rolled, and he sent a message to his adoptive father: See you next Friday in the old building, and the money will be settled.