Dust is like a city

The nanny car drove into the underground parking lot of Jinxi Hotel.

Jinxi is a five-star hotel in City A. The security system is quite complete. Basically, celebrities don’t need to disguise themselves when they enter the lobby, and no sneak shots will happen. That’s why this place is nicknamed the “Golden House” in the circle.

The golden house hides the charm.

Many big bosses and big figures come here to eat and have sex.

There are no standard rooms in this hotel, only deluxe rooms, landscape rooms, and presidential suites.It costs at least [-] to [-] yuan for one night here, so ordinary artists don't dare to come without anyone.

It was also the first time for Chen Qianchen to come here.Just in case they came half an hour earlier than agreed.

Jiang Zihua led Chen Qianchen up to the second floor first.The first floor of this hotel is the lobby, the second floor is a variety of dining and resting places, and it is said that there are various clubs further up.Literally a place completely built for celebrities to have fun.

Jiang Zihua asked Chen Qianchen to sit in the rest area for a while, ordered him a cup of coffee, and said, "It's still early, Mr. Huo hasn't passed yet, you wait here for a while, I'll go out and make a phone call..."

"Okay." Chen Qianchen nodded. He watched Jiang Zihua leave before he took a sip of his coffee and looked around.

The decoration of this hotel is very gorgeous, and the sofas that are sitting on are all leather now. There are not many people coming and going at this time, but there are always people in twos and threes who pass by a famous brand, those people or Is it a handsome man or a beautiful woman, or a well-fitting suit.

It's a completely different world.Even though Chen Qianchen has been in the entertainment industry for four years, he is used to the glamorous scenes, and only when he really saw the living environment of the upper class did he realize that the gap between people is really too big, no wonder so many People have to be next to the rich and powerful, they can not only give you fame and wealth, but also give you a life that will never be high.

Chen Qianchen smiled, then lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee, sitting here quietly waiting for Jiang Zihua.

I don't know how long Jiang Zihua had been on the phone. Chen Qianchen waited for a long time, so long that he felt a little sleepy. He quietly leaned on the sofa and felt as if he was going to fall asleep, until suddenly someone came and pushed him It was only then that Chen Qianchen forced himself to look at the person in a daze.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at him, you feel very dizzy, and the person in front of you becomes a double image. Chen Qianchen gently pressed the center of his eyebrows, and heard a crisp voice: "You are Chen Qianchen from ATCITY Yeah?"

Unexpectedly, he was recognized in this kind of place. Chen Qianchen was so frightened that he regained consciousness a little, nodded his head, and there was a young girl standing in front of him.

"Ah, I'm your fan, I really like you." The young girl said happily.

"Oh...thank you." Chen Qianchen was a little flattered, and quickly thanked him. He really didn't think that there were people who liked ATCITY, nor did he think that there would still be people who expressed their love for him.

"I really want to ask you to sign it, but I don't have a notebook and a pen..." The girl smiled shyly, took out a small bottle of fruit wine and handed it to Chen Qianchen, "This is for Brother Qianchen to drink."

"Ah this..."

"Don't say no."

"Okay, thank you." Chen Qianchen smiled softly at him, and took it. His current mind is not on the wine, but that he is a little dizzy now. He is worried that if he drinks alcohol, he will become more dizzy. Night is a very important night, he...

But seeing the girl still standing in front of him and looking at him, he finally couldn't bear to brush off her kindness, and opened the bottle cap to drink.Chen Qianchen felt that his hand had no strength now, but the bottle cap was quite loose, so he opened it smoothly and took two sips...

After drinking, Chen Qianchen couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but look at the wine twice. It looked like fruit wine, but it tasted strangely bitter.

When he looked up again, he found that the girl who was standing in front of him just now had gone away. Before Chen Qianchen could be puzzled, he suddenly received a call from Jiang Zihua.

"Light dust?"

"Hua brother……"

"Boss Huo and the others have arrived at the parking lot. They should go upstairs now. You should go there quickly. The room number is 1006."

"That Brother Hua..." Chen Qianchen couldn't help calling Jiang Zihua to stop, trying to tell him that something was wrong with him.

"What's wrong?"

"I...forget it...it's okay, I'll go up now..." Chen Qianchen hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought that it would be useless to say it. Could it be that he was in a bad state and asked the big boss to change the day?It's ridiculous to say it, right?That's someone the company can't afford to offend, so tonight he can only do it if he bites the bullet.

"Okay, let's go. I'll contact you tomorrow." Jiang Zihua hung up the phone decisively.

Chen Qianchen tried to press the elevator with dizziness. He always felt that something was wrong. Not only was he dizzy, his hands and feet had no strength, but his body was also slightly hot.He was always cautious and smart, but he couldn't concentrate on thinking at this moment. He really felt flustered and anxious about tonight, and this anxiety made his stomach start to hurt.

"Ding—" The elevator reached the tenth floor.

Chen Qianchen dragged his heavy body to the door of Room 1006, and knocked on the door twice.

Soon the door was opened, and the person who opened the door was a man wearing a shirt and loosening his tie, and this man was very tall, must be over 1.8 meters, anyway much taller than Chen Qianchen, making Chen Qianchen feel a shadow invisible Projected down pressure.

"That...is that Mr. Huo?" Chen Qianchen tried his best to adjust his state so that he didn't look so bad.

That person's eyebrows and eyes seemed a little stern, but Chen Qianchen didn't have time to look at the other person's appearance at the moment. In fact, Chen Qianchen was surprised the moment he opened the door, because he had planned for the worst when he came, thinking about what the other person said It might be a wretched old man over fifty, so when he saw this model-like height, Chen Qianchen couldn't help but want to make sure if he had gone the wrong way.

But the man just turned his lower body slightly, and said three words with his thin lips: "Come in."

Chen Qianchen quickly nodded to him, and squeezed in.

This room is the presidential suite. When you walk into the entrance, you can see that it is very big inside. Chen Qianchen is a little cramped. Mr. Huo is probably used to such scenes, so he just said: "The bathrobe is on the bed, take it and go take a shower."

"Yes." Chen Qianchen nodded, walked to the bedside, took a bathrobe and turned into the bathroom.This Huo is always a clean freak, he already knew it.

The temperature of all the rooms in this presidential suite was well adjusted, but the temperature in the bathroom was still a bit hot for Chen Qianchen. He turned on the shower, and when the hot water was steaming on his face, Chen Qianchen felt dizzy even worse I really want to get hotter and hotter.

And his colic stomach, which is getting more and more painful for some reason.

Chen Qianchen took a few breaths, and gently pressed his stomach, "Don't make trouble at this juncture..."

He himself does have a bit of stomach trouble, which is common to almost all artists, and it’s not a big deal. Chen Qianchen’s stomach trouble is not serious, and occasionally he will get a pain if he hasn’t eaten for a whole day. As long as he takes medicine, it’s fine So he never cared about it.But never had the cramping been as bad as it is today.

—God, you don't need to torment me like this, do you?

Chen Qianchen clutched his stomach, and slowly sat down in the bathtub. The hot water in the shower was still pouring down on him, but he didn't even have the strength to turn it off when he stood up. The room was obviously very warm. , but he was in cold sweat from the pain. He could bear dizziness and other things, but the cramping in his stomach almost made him unable to stand up.

--what to do?what to do

Chen Qianchen felt that this moment was the biggest test in his life. If he told the truth to the big boss outside now that he really couldn't serve him tonight, what would he do?Chen Qianchen couldn't imagine it.

But what to do when it hurts like this?Chen Qianchen was so painful that tears were about to flow down...

Who said there is no way out?He has already chosen this path, why would God push him into a deeper abyss?

Now he really... can't think of a way out.

Huo Rongxuan sent a message to his special assistant, confirmed with him the time when he would leave the hotel later, then checked a few work emails and turned off the computer, raised his hand to check the time and found that more than half an hour had passed , that little entertainer has not come out since he entered the bathroom.

Although he was happy to have the person he slept with wash as clean as possible, but it didn't mean he was patient enough.His time is precious, and it's customary not to stay overnight at the hotel, so he doesn't want to procrastinate too late.But his upbringing didn't allow him to rush and interrupt when others were taking a bath, so although he was a little unhappy, he sat on the sofa and read the newspapers that were delivered every day in the hotel.

After reading the financial section, nearly 10 minutes passed, and Huo Rongxuan's beautiful brows finally frowned.Because he finally felt that something was wrong.

Any young artist sent by any company knows the truth not to keep the patron waiting for too long. Could it be that the one sent here today is reluctant?When things come to an end, you shrink back and hide inside and don't want to come out?

Thinking of this possibility, Huo Rongxuan's air pressure suddenly dropped a few degrees. He never likes to force people. If the things on the bed are not your love, what else is there to do?

Thinking of this, Huo Rongxuan didn't intend to continue to uphold his good self-cultivation, he stood up and went to the door of the bathroom, knocked on the door twice with his knuckles, and said coldly: "Are you all right?"

There was no answer in the bathroom, and only the sound of running water could be heard carefully.

Huo Rongxuan frowned even deeper, "Don't waste my time, I'll come in if you don't say anything."

There was still no sound in the bathroom.

Huo Rongxuan finally turned the door handle and opened the bathroom door.

The temperature inside was already very high, and when the door was opened, a puff of water vapor rushed in. Huo Rongxuan took a careful look at the foggy bathroom, and finally found the little artist lying in the bathtub.

Could it be that he passed out?

Huo Rongxuan walked over quickly and called out: "Hello."

The man was curled up in the bathtub, with his hands firmly pressed against his stomach, looking very uncomfortable, but the skin around his body exuded an attractive pink color because of staying in the bath for a long time.

"Hey... are you okay?" Huo Rongxuan reached out and pushed him.

"Hmm..." Touching someone else's cold body temperature, the person moved a bit, opened his eyes, and murmured, "It hurts...it hurts..."

Huo Rongxuan was a little stunned for a moment, the man's eyes seemed to be filled with tears because of the pain, and his mind was also a little confused.At this moment, the flushed appearance also looks a little pitiful.

"It hurts... hiss..." The pain was so painful that he almost gasped.

It took Huo Rongxuan a second to calm down, he raised his hand to turn off the shower, then wiped his body with a bath towel, then wrapped him in a bathrobe and carried him out of the room.