fierce god

Although she took the medicine, Li Yinglan woke up early the next day, lay on the bed for a while, then washed and went downstairs.

Li Yuanzhou was already sitting at the dining table, the old man was in good spirits, he had just finished a set of punches, his expression remained unchanged, and he asked his servant to serve Li Yinglan porridge.

"When did you come back yesterday?" Li Yuanzhou asked the old Aunt Xie.

The aunt took the spoon and replied, "Before daylight." After giving the bowl to Li Yinglan, she said, "Xiaoyun seems to have a fever when she comes back. I'll make tea for her."

"Well, then I'll go to the company later and let the doctor come over later."

Li Yinglan silently listened to their conversation without saying a word, until he got up after eating, Li Yuanzhou said: "Go and see your mother, she is sick."

Li Yinglan paused and nodded.However, he went back to the room first, found a set of clothes to change into, and made two phone calls to his assistant before he walked slowly to Li Xiaoyun's room.

The room was very dark, with thick curtains covering the entire room. The air could smell the smell of detergent, but more of it was the pungent smell of alcohol.

Li Yinglan walked over and stopped three steps away from the bed. The person on the bed was still sleeping, the quilt was piled up in a ball, only a few locks of hair were exposed, and the mess really matched the kennel-like environment.

After a while, the mattress moved slightly, and there was a whimper, followed by a vague order.

"Hmm...I'm thirsty, Aunt Xie pour me a glass of water..."

Li Yinglan didn't move, causing Li Xiaoyun to yell again, and she couldn't help but scold him when she still couldn't get an answer.After listening to the uncivilized content, Li Yinglan turned back and left the room.

When they went downstairs, the family doctor had already arrived and was talking with Li Yuanzhou in the living room. Li Yinglan walked out the door silently from their side, and his assistant Wan He was already waiting outside.

Li Yinglan only said to him, "The car that drove to the hotel yesterday is still there", and closed her eyes in the back row.

Wan He just nodded without asking any further questions, then started the car and drove all the way to the building where Guangyao Culture is located.It is located in the business district in the center of U, surrounded by high-rise buildings, bustling and bustling. In the morning and evening, there is a lot of traffic and people. If you don't pay attention, you will be stuck there for a long time.

This situation has often been encountered in the past, so Wan He just waited patiently for the traffic to slowly move forward. During this time, he noticed that Li Yinglan was looking out the window without moving. Wan He also glanced there, and explained to him thoughtfully. : "There are two shopping centers to be built in the west square on the left front. The construction started two days ago, and it is next to the company, so Brother Pan told me in advance to move your lounge upstairs to the inner room. It is very quiet there."

Wanhe said, "These two lands are invested by Kongtai, and they are luxury-style. The image is more in line with us. Brother Pan said that he has already tried to talk about it." The project is a big one. A little bit, but with Pan Mingju's network and Li Yinglan and Wang Yihuan's iron relationship for so many years, there is a high possibility that Kongtai will agree.

"And our route this year is... Yinglan!!!!"

Wan He was talking seriously at first, when he suddenly noticed Li Yinglan standing up from the rearview mirror, Wan He paused for a moment before realizing that he seemed to be about to open the door and step out, the car was still moving slowly, It was the endless flow of the main road, Wan He was naturally shocked, his instinctive reaction was to turn around abruptly and drag Li Yinglan back in the back seat, the door was half opened, there happened to be a few cars outside that were about to turn left, the wind brushed Li Yinglan's head It passed, and the horn nearly deafened his eardrums.

"What do you want to do?!" Wan He was still in shock, and immediately locked the car door firmly.

Li Yinglan fell on the back of the chair, showing a rare look of confusion, pointing to the west square: "I just saw..." Halfway through speaking, he himself felt wrong, and closed his mouth again.

Seeing him lower his head, Wan He sighed softly: "Did you not sleep well again?"

Li Yinglan didn't speak, just a moment later he pulled off the clothes that were wrinkled by Wan He, sat upright, and the expression on his face had returned to the original: "Sorry, I thought I was here for a while, I will pay attention next time, let's drive."

Wanhe has been with Li Yinglan for three years, and has been by his side since he first signed with Guangyao Culture. He is half a manager and an assistant, and he says it is to take care of daily life, but Li Yinglan is cautious and law-abiding, and she can arrange everything in an orderly manner , never relying on his special status to boss him around, and his behavior is not at all like a newcomer who has just debuted, which has always made Wan He feel at ease.

But he is still just a student after all, it is inevitable that there will be pressure in such a circle, and Wan He still remembers that Pan Mingju always takes care of himself and pays more attention to Li Yinglan's physical condition. Having said that, I still have to pay more attention to myself.

Wan He started on the road again while thinking about it.

When they arrived at the company, the two went upstairs together.Guangyao Culture only occupies the 3rd, 4th, and 5th floors of this building. The scale is not very large, but it is not small either. After all, it is just a new company that has only been established for a few years. Li Yinglan is one of the early artists who signed the contract , the company's resources are not very rich, but this will not affect his development, after all, he is one of the stars brought by Pan Mingju himself.

Pan Mingju also came today, and wanted to talk to Li Yinglan about important announcements for the next quarter, but he just approached the corridor outside his office when he heard roars coming from inside, and the surrounding employees ran away one after another, and no one dared to approach him within a radius of ten meters.

So Wanhe signaled Li Yinglan to wait outside first, and he knocked on the door desperately to lead the way.

Li Yinglan leaned against a giant blue and white porcelain bottle of nearly two meters in the corner and waited. After a while, she heard footsteps coming here, accompanied by chirping and laughing, but as soon as she reached the range of anger, the footsteps were laughing. Naturally all stopped.

"What's the news... Brother Pan is here?" A female voice asked with a low voice.

"Listen to this momentum, who else can there be besides him..." The female voice beside him replied B.

A: "Oh, yes, it's April again, and it's still for Li Yinglan..."

B: "Shhh, take it easy, if it's not for him, it's for you. He's a relative of the boss. Otherwise, Brother Pan hasn't brought in a newcomer for many years. You Tian's affairs are not enough for him to worry about. .”

A: "Tsk tsk, reincarnation is really a technical job, and I know I can't envy you, but it's always good for small characters like us to have some hope, otherwise there is no need to jump to Guangyao, maybe Brother Pan One day, we will find that our new shining point is willing to take over."

B was amused by her: "What is the bright spot? Face? If you say that the most worthless thing is the face now, look, the migrant worker downstairs outside may be even more handsome than the idol."

"What nonsense... hey, he's really handsome!" A saw something, and raised his voice, "Isn't the side profile very similar to Xia Juntong's? The nose is even taller than his, isn't it funny? I can grab a meal with the stars."

B urged: "Hurry up, take a picture with your phone and post it on the Internet, Weibo will definitely go crazy, and it just so happens to increase the number of followers."

But A hesitated: "I'm not going to do it, people still treat it as a hype, the company will cut you shortly, and want to shoot you."

B: "Forget it...it's a pity, but it's relatively far away, maybe it looks very filey at close range, and maybe it smells like sweat."

A agrees: "That's why a man's face is always second. Fame, wealth, and power are the bosses who decide. Otherwise, no matter how handsome he looks, he will be useless, and he can only work hard on the road..."

B also agrees: "To do this job at a young age is either stupid or low-educated, maybe even served in prison and killed someone..."

The two of them were about to laugh when they talked about Xingqi, but they thought of the leader at the other end of the door, so they hurriedly fled away holding their breath.

After being quiet again, Li Yinglan came out from behind the vase, and immediately ran to the window to have a look. Indeed, as Wan He said, there were two newly built buildings next to Guangyao's building. The construction site is very clear across a small street.Li Yinglan searched carefully within the visible range, and finally saw a tall silhouette at the corner of the scaffolding that had just been erected.But before Li Yinglan took a closer look, the man had already slipped into the inner passage and disappeared.

Wan He opened the door and called Li Yinglan several times before turning her head.

"What's the matter? Brother Pan invited you in."

Li Yinglan paused for a moment, then turned her head to look outside, and then moved slowly.

Pan Mingju was sitting behind the desk on the phone, seeing Li Yinglan asked him to sit down, he said a few more words before hanging up.

"Ahe said you're not feeling well?"

"No," Li Yinglan shook her head, thinking that Pan Mingju might not believe her, she added, "It's pretty good."

Pan Mingju looked him around and said: "The people from the Belloc sports brand called before and said that they are very satisfied with the shooting effect. If you can sign a long-term contract, maybe you can have a chance to cooperate with a few frontlines. You said yes."

Li Yinglan nodded.

"There are also a few TV dramas that you can try out recently. Although there are not many scenes, they are all adapted from novels. They are very popular. If you can grasp them, there will be a lot of development."

Pan Mingju was talking there, and Li Yinglan nodded one by one. The atmosphere of the conversation was very peaceful. It should be said that compared with the smell of gunpowder in this room before, it was almost too peaceful, especially for such a violent person like Pan Mingju. Wan He, a veteran audience, seems to have gotten used to it.

After arranging the new work, Pan Mingju asked Li Yinglan to go out, and took a look at his new lounge to see what he was dissatisfied with, so he could react later.

After Li Yinglan left, Wan He couldn't help it anymore: "Brother Pan, the play "Asgard" was clearly promised to have a male supporting role." Why did it suddenly become a small number of roles?

Pan Mingju took out a cigarette and lit it: "The male supporting role is a bit more important, Yinglan can't do it."

Wan He euphemistically said: "Everyone's acting skills in idol dramas are mediocre, newcomers still focus on training, as long as there is an opportunity, everything can be honed..."

Pan Mingju didn't speak.

Wan He continued to lobby: "I know that Yinglan hates close contact with people, but he is not young anymore, and both the opposite sex and the same sex have to pass it. Once, twice, ten times, or a hundred times, you can always overcome it." Yes, he's just shy..." Logically speaking, it's not his turn to speak these words, but Wan He is really in a hurry, the star's time can never be wasted, although he knows that Pan Mingju is no less worried than him.

"Yinglan...is not in good health." Pan Mingju interrupted directly.

Wan He couldn't understand this sentence even more. Li Yinglan looked very good. He was able to run and jump during the filming yesterday. This question will be answered like this...

"He needs to rest." Pan Mingju emphasized again, and looked straight into Wan He's eyes.

Wan He shut his mouth, he understood that this was not what Pan Mingju meant, but the big boss.

As soon as he left the office, Wan He still couldn't help but spit quietly: "I want to be popular, and I'm afraid that he will suffer, how can there be such a good thing!"

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On the other side, Li Yinglan went to the lounge but didn't take a break. He took the hat and sunglasses and took the elevator downstairs. Before going out, he even went to the front desk to pick up two magazines and took them with him, heading straight for the West Square.

The sun outside was scorching hot, Li Yinglan flew away under his feet, and his T-shirt was wet after a while, but he had no intention of slowing down at all until he entered the center of the shopping mall under construction.

Dust was flying around, and the machines on both sides were roaring. He was like a pure white ice cream accidentally dropped into a sizzling charcoal basin.