Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Qi, who had no time limit for leaving, was full of sunshine, exuding a sense of calm from the inside out. Tang Jingchuan thought it was Ye Feihong's bad luck, and Lin Qi was only happy when Qitian was in a hurry and made no sound.

"Hidden marriage" is the hardest thing to prove innocence. It's the same with all scandals about private life. You can't tear yourself apart and expose yourself to the public. If you splash dirty water on your head, it will never be clean again.

No one cares about the truth, it's just a hit that's causing the rave, passers-by will never care what you clarified, they just know that the 'flawless' entertainer has finally fallen from the altar.

大约人设太过完美的人，大众内心其实早就暗暗期待黑料了。

This is just a trigger, and the end fans can only be regarded as side dishes, and the artist companies of the same route who take the opportunity to dig out black material are the big ones.

Several business cooperations with Ye Feihong were stopped.

Zhang Hu was so angry that he was so tired that he almost vomited bile. Ye Feihong watched silently, but he had a new understanding of Zhang Hu.

"Besides Lynch, I can't think of anyone else about this matter." Zhang Hu hadn't slept well for several days, his eyes were red like a wolf, "It's dark, destructive and vicious. I checked, and it was Lynch's birthday that day." , did you give him a car?"

"No," Ye Feihong directly denied, looking out the window, "He can't do such a thing."

Zhang Hu sneered, "Ye Feihong, I know you still miss Lin Qi, Qitian's acquisition of Chuanliu is imperative, I advise you not to eat what's in the bowl and think about what's in the pot, I'm not Zhang Hu I have never brought a Uranus superstar, you look down on me, let's break up as soon as possible."

Ye Feihong's face was calm, compared to Zhang Hu's jumping up and down, he was always very calm, "I see, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Hu's expression eased a little after hearing him say "Brother", "You should have a good rest these two days and avoid the limelight."

Ye Feihong looked out the window without blinking, wondering what he was thinking, "Yeah."

On the set, it was another scene of being beaten. "Firefly" was originally a relatively small and fresh style pure love film. In the constant exchange and collision of opinions between Guo Pei'an and Di Lan, more and more realistic colors were injected. The heroine Ren Miao joked that the scene was getting more and more dusty, turning from a youth romance movie to an action movie.

Di Lan suffered a little injury, but fortunately, the filming effect was good, and the day was over successfully. Di Lan greeted everyone and went back to the hotel.

After getting out of the elevator, his eyes fell to the corridor, and he saw a tall and straight figure.

Di Lan curled her lips into a smile, and went over to swipe the door card to open the door as if nothing had happened.

"It's you?" Ye Feihong said calmly.

Di Lan put her hand on the doorknob, turned her head and smiled brightly at Ye Feihong, "I'm sorry, I'm tired from filming all day, I didn't see such a panting person here."

Ye Feihong's face was indifferent, maintaining his demeanor and posture, he raised his head and smiled slightly, "Doesn't Lynch know?" Turning his face away, his eyes were slightly contemptuous, "He's not that kind of person."

Di Lan's smile deepened, "You're right, he's not that kind of person," she said in a low voice, "I am."

The muscles on Ye Feihong's cheeks trembled, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Di Lan, don't you think you are childish?"

Di Lan restrained her smile, and said in a tone without warmth, "Others have been established for a long time, and they will really enter the drama, Ye Junzi."

门被轻轻推开，狄岚跨出脚步，在僵硬的叶飞鸿身边留下最后一句，“各自管好自己，别再来纠缠。”

"Firefly" was successfully completed, Guo Pei'an took the route of fast shooting, he himself was busy editing the film day and night, and planned to submit it for review and release it quickly, but he didn't have the money to publicize it after it was finished. Declared a lonely, no one cares.

Chuanliu spent money on publicity, and finally there was some splash.

All the focus is on - the lead actor is so handsome.

Di Lan's handsomeness is a big killer. In the stills, his school uniform is facing the wind, and his face is in the sun, wantonly releasing his youth and seductiveness.

The hot search also rushed for a while, but was quickly suppressed.

Unparalleled handsomeness is no match for being rich and powerful.

更糟糕的是院线那的路打不通了。

Small-budget movies originally didn't have many lines, and they were all "garbage time". Even so, at least half of the film schedule was squeezed out.

Tang Jingchuan insisted on his family's relationship, so he invited a few bigwigs from the theater to have a meal and then chat.

Private club, small bridge and flowing water, high degree of secrecy, Tang Jingchuan is the host, Lynch is the company, very elegant environment, several 50-[-]-year-old bosses have expressed that they are not in good health, they pursue health, everyone drinks tea, no Give Tang Jingchuan and Lynch a chance to toast.

Tang Jingchuan and Lynch accompanied a group of bigwigs to drink tea, eat vegetarian food, play the piano and watch paintings, but they were rejected by four or two thousand pounds.

Tang Jingchuan hooked Lynch's shoulders, bid farewell to the bosses in the parking lot, and said with a ferocious face: "Fuck, why is there no one who is addicted to wine, sex and wealth?"

"Even if they want to have fun, how can they be ashamed in front of you Mr. Tang?" Lynch glanced at him, "How can they explain to Mr. Tang when they go back?"

“操，怪我留太久？我再去约一局，派个会玩的出面？”汤静川摸着下巴道。

"Forget it," Lynch put his hands in the pockets of his suit. He has been busy and thin recently, and he is thinner, but he looks sharper and more energetic. Wait for the release to do word-of-mouth public relations, and the attendance rate will increase, and the theater will naturally arrange more films."

Tang Jingchuan sighed, "I'm worried that I won't survive the time when word of mouth ferments."

"Let's find a few famous film critics to blow it up, and write some soft articles to build momentum." Lynch said slowly.

Tang Jingchuan said: "The work of the marketing company, shall we do it ourselves?"

"I don't have any money, that's all I can do," Lynch pulled his hands out of his pockets, took out his phone and glanced at the time, "I'm going back."

Tang Jingchuan felt that Lynch had a problem.

Recently when I go home, I am very active, pinch a little, just like a married man, because there are people waiting at home, so I take extra care of my family.

Tang Jingchuan's goosebumps were aroused by her own thoughts.

There are people in Lynch's family.

Tang Jingchuan felt awkward, so she hooked Lynch's shoulder hard, "Being a vegetarian with those old men, I'm starving to death, let's go, let's continue."

Lynch was still hesitating, he had already been hijacked by Tang Jingchuan and stuffed into Tang Jingchuan's Land Rover.

"Eat whatever you want." Lynch got into the car and compromised, already sending messages with his mobile phone in his hand.

Tang Jingchuan glanced at it, and read out every word she saw—"I'm not coming back, you have dinner by yourself."

Lynch was not afraid of him watching, so he calmly locked the screen after posting.

Tang Jingchuan turned his face to start the car, muttering in his heart, but refused to say, "What do you eat? Japanese food?"

"Whatever." Lynch's phone vibrated again, and he lowered his head and focused on replying to the message.

Tang Jingchuan and Lynch have been classmates for several years, and they have never seen Lynch care so much about an artist, to the point of crossing the line.

沈问寒当年也跟林奇住一起，林奇从来没有这样早请示晚汇报过，室友一样的关系，很冷淡。

Tang Jingchuan gave Lynch a hard drink.

Lynch has always had a good capacity for alcohol, and there are not many managers who can't drink, but Tang Jingchuan couldn't stand up and cry, and he was still drunk before he knew it.

Before he got drunk, he had already announced, "I'm going to get drunk."

Tang Jingchuan refilled a glass for him directly, "Get drunk and relieve your worries, brother, it's done."

Lin Qi thought that he was not worried at all, so he drank the glass of wine simply. After all, Tang Jingchuan didn't know anything about the future development, and he looked really worried, so it didn't matter if he accompanied him.

Lynch's drunken appearance is different from ordinary people. He doesn't show his face, but his eyes are unusually bright and straight. He is actually very handsome. Weird, it always makes people ignore him unconsciously.

"Qizai?" Tang Jingchuan intentionally got him drunk, secretly did not drink much, and now his mind is almost completely clear.

Lynch nodded bluntly, with a cold and upright expression.

Tang Jingchuan slapped his thigh, just drunk!

Starting from He Shen, Tang Jingchuan really had a hard time, scratching her head and thinking for a long time, then said cautiously: "Qizai, are you...are you in a relationship?"

Lynch's face was calm, he did not speak, and smiled slightly with his lips pursed.

When Tang Jingchuan saw his smile, she screamed inwardly.

The melodious ringtone rang, and Tang Jingchuan was so upset that before he could stop it, Lynch had already switched off the phone, "Hello?"

"Lynch?" Di Lan felt something was wrong when he heard Lynch's voice. Lynch's voice sounded very soft, "Have you finished your meal? When will you be back?"

Tang Jingchuan listened without saying a word, her heart skipped a beat again, her tone... was exactly the same as his sister-in-law's tone when she called his eldest brother home.

"Soon, immediately." Lynch said briefly.

"You..." Di Lan glanced at the clock and said simply, "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

"In..." Lynch glanced at Tang Jingchuan. He was drunk and couldn't tell where he was, so he looked at Tang Jingchuan for help.

With a sullen face, Tang Jingchuan slowly said the name of the restaurant.

Di Lan said, 'Okay, Mr. Tang, I'll be right there. '

汤静川又想起狄岚和林奇头碰头躺一块的情形了。

In fact, many artists and managers fall in love.

Day and night face each other for a long time, as long as it is not too ugly, there will be more or less feelings.

It is a big taboo to mix emotions at work, because there are quite a few men and women who part ways because of this matter.

There are also those who are more clear-headed, just treat themselves as friends with benefits and don't talk about love, and eventually they still have trouble.

There are very few people who have truly achieved positive results.

Not to mention that Di Lan and Lynch are both men.

It was simply a shocking scandal.

Tang Jingchuan didn't want to ask anymore, he was afraid of asking something that would disturb his heart, so he just drank by himself cup by cup.

When Di Lan came, she pushed open the paper door of the box, and saw Tang Jingchuan drinking wine at Lynch, who was half-squinting, with his eyes staring at Lynch, as if he was drinking with Lynch.

"Boss Tang." Di Lan said politely.

Tang Jingchuan turned away a flushed face, looked Di Lan up and down, snorted twice, and said four words loudly, "Leading wolves into the house!"

Lynch woke up with his bang, turned his head with his face propped up, and saw the tall and handsome Di Lan, with a smile on his face, "Are you here?"

Di Lan lowered her eyes, met Lynch's smiling eyes, and her heart seemed to be soaked in wine, and her magnetic voice was unusually gentle, "I'll pick you up."

Before Lynch could respond, Tang Jingchuan slammed the wine glass on the table with a 'snap', and said to Di Lan righteously: "Our company—refuse unspoken rules!"