After being reborn, he was made popular by his dead enemy

Wen Che froze in place.

Wen Che didn't know what to say, so he held back a word for a long time: "...Oh."

Lu Yue looked at him leisurely: "Why, you're not happy that I'm with a girl?"

Wen Che's ears turned red, he rolled his eyes, and retorted, "What's wrong with me?"

Lu Yue smiled: "Oh."

"..." Wen Che knew that he was making fun of himself, so he walked over unhappily and slapped off the bedside lamp, then turned and went downstairs.

Wen Che panted for a while on the first floor, embarrassed by the cancer attack for a long time, and then regretted that he didn't perform well just now. He should have successfully refuted when Lu Yue said that he was unhappy, for example, because he was afraid that his roommate would cause a debt to him It's not happy to cause trouble.

After all, this is also true.

Just as he was considering whether to go upstairs to read the file and restart the conversation, his phone rang.

It was a wechat message from the manager, asking him to go to the company to talk about work.

The thought of going to Chenguang Entertainment Wen Che felt uncomfortable, changed clothes and went out irritably, left a WeChat message for Lu Yue before leaving, telling him that there was white porridge in the kitchen to eat by himself.

Fortunately, this time I just checked with Wen Che about the follow-up publicity and remuneration of the star drama that I filmed before. The character that didn't appear in a few episodes would almost disappear from his memory. If it wasn't for the agent talking about He has completely forgotten about this matter.

After finishing the documents and docking in less than half an hour, Wen Che got up and was about to leave, but was stopped by his manager and stuffed an invitation.

"A charity reception?"

Wen Che frowned. This charity reception was not a good situation in the memory of his previous life.

"Yes, you should also show your face more." The agent leaned into his ear and smiled, "Many people want to make friends with you, and you should give them some face."

Wen Che clicked his tongue lightly: "Understood."

The purpose of making friends with him is because of his status as Wen's eldest son. At this time, many small companies and artists think that he must be an untouchable thigh in the future if he joins the screen with a background like his, and they all want to hug him as soon as possible. superior.

When Wen Che put the invitation in his bag, he felt like he had accepted a hot potato, and it was burning in his bag.

After driving back to the apartment, Cheng Yi called while the door was opening.

"Why?" Wen Che was worried, and picked it up angrily.

"What's the matter with you, it's already noon and you still have the energy to wake up."

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, hang up if you have nothing to say."

"Hey, don't hang up, don't hang up, it's like this, my baby asked me to ask you, is Lu Yue at your house?"

Wen Che took off his coat and saw that there was no one on the first floor, and there seemed to be no movement on the second floor. He probably hadn't woken up yet: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Cheng Yi seemed to whisper a few words to the people next to him, "It's all right at his house," and then returned to the phone: "Then ask him, why didn't he answer the phone? It was turned off last night, my treasure If I can't find him, I'm dying."

"It's a bit complicated to explain, but it's nothing. He hasn't woken up yet. I'll ask him to call back." After Wen Che finished speaking, he suddenly grasped the point, "Your family...well, why are you looking for Lu Yue?"

Cheng Yi's current little lover is Lu Yue's assistant, and he should only be able to contact him about work matters, but now that Lu Yue has left home and left the company alone, why is the assistant looking for him in such a hurry?

Cheng Yi seemed to have just realized this: "I don't know..."

Cheng Yi's tone was immediately unpleasant, and he murmured softly, "Yes, you reminded me..."

"No, no, I just said it casually." Wen Che hurried back to find love, "...By the way, Lu Yue attended the event last night, and it's normal for the assistant to ask him for something. Don't guess if it's okay, be confident."

Cheng Yi choked: "Why am I not confident anymore! Forget it, forget it, hang up."

Wen Che put down his phone and went to the kitchen to take a look. The porridge was already cooked and was keeping warm.

There were footsteps on the stairs, and Wen Che heard him wake up, so he filled up the porridge and called out, "Come and eat!"

Lu Yue walked to the edge of the kitchen and took the porridge from his hand: "Thank you."

"No need." Seeing Lu Yue's embarrassing aftertaste, Wen Che avoided his sight and walked out of the kitchen, "Eat quickly and go to sleep."

"I'm fine." Lu Yue asked, "What did you talk about at the company?"

"Some trivial tasks." Wen Che said casually.

Lu Yue sat down at the dining table, Wen Che went to the center of the living room, picked up the cat, and stroked it twice.

"that……"

Wen Che hesitated to speak.

"Huh?" Lu Yue looked at him.

"Do you have any plans for the night after tomorrow?"

The spoon in Lu Yue's hand paused for a moment, shook it twice in the porridge, and then said casually: "There is a charity reception, what's the matter?"

"The one at Tianchang Hotel?"

"Ah."

Wen Che let out a soft oh, and pinched the hair on the uncle's neck with his hands.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Lu Yue continued to ask: "What's wrong?"

Wen Che shook his head: "No, just ask casually."

This charity reception was the first time Wen Che fell into the trap of the Wen family. He offended a senior who hosted this reception. This old man was once a powerful figure in the film and television industry. Having skills is just a quirky temper. If he appreciates it, life will be much easier, but if you make him unhappy, it is equivalent to hanging on to your body, and every step in the entertainment industry is very dangerous.

Since Lu Yue is also going to this reception, it is equivalent to having an extra guarantee to solve the problem, which is also a good thing.

"That's right." Lu Yue finished his porridge, got up and went to the living room, "Why did Xie Chen live here last night?"

"He didn't say it, but I guess...someone probably asked him to go...well." Wen Che gestured to him with his eyes, trying to make him understand.

"To what?" Lu Yue failed to accept.

"...Xie Chen, in fact, no one favored him at first, but suddenly the resources are good, so I guess he may be attracted by someone. But Xie Chen probably didn't want to, he said ambiguously last night, I guess That's probably what happened."

Lu Yue's expression became a little weird: "You can guess like this based on these?"

"It's not just me guessing, Xie Chen is actually a little acquiescing, tacitly, does this kind of thing need to be explained?"

Lu Yue paused for two seconds, then got up and went upstairs: "I'm going to rest for a while."

Wen Che waved his hand: "Remember to take your temperature and take your medicine."

Lu Yue returned to the bedroom on the second floor and quickly called Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was a little listless, and responded with a drawn-out tone: "What——"

"Let me ask you, what did you tell Xie Chen last night?" Lu Yue lowered his voice.

"...Why are you mentioning him! I'm sad!" Lu Jing howled twice, "My idol doesn't even let me take a group photo..."

"Group photo?" Lu Yue's eyes twitched, "Is that what you told him?"

"Yes—ah——I'll ask someone to talk to him—" Lu Jing continued to howl.

"Shut up." Lu Yue felt a sudden pain in his temples, "If you didn't talk like this, you would have been misunderstood by others."

"Misunderstanding???" Lu Jing howled in shock, "Then what should I do??"

"The day after tomorrow." Lu Yue pressed his painful forehead, "The charity reception, you go with me when the time comes, remember to communicate well, don't say such ambiguous words."

"He's going to the reception?" Lu Jing asked back.

"Well, the leading actors of Flower Affairs will go."

Lu Jing was silent for a few seconds: "How do you know?"

"...you don't have to worry about that."

Lu Yue hung up the phone and threw the phone aside.

Tianda Hotel, the scene of the charity reception.

Lu Yue went out that morning, saying that he was going to pick Lu Jing up to the reception, and Wen Che arrived at the scene alone in the car arranged by the company.

Wen Che took a seat at the arranged place, looked up and looked around, but the reception hall was too big, no one from Lu Yue could be found no matter what.

Seeing that the process of the reception went smoothly to the second half, which was the time for everyone to socialize freely, in Wen Che's memory, troubles followed.

In the previous life, Wen Che was stuffed with a glass of wine by his manager, and urged him to toast to the senior who hosted the charity reception. However, Wen Che stood in front of the old man, raised his glass and took a sip after saying the toast, and felt a burning sensation on his lips and tongue. pain.

This is a strong drink mixed with pure alcohol.

Wen Che was caught off guard, and instinctively spit out the wine, and the wine glass fell from his hand to the ground, and the wine spilled on the evening dress of a nearby lady.

However, this old senior was fond of wine, and he toasted with a warm attitude, but the junior who came to toast had such an inexplicable thing happen, and he was humiliated on the spot.

Under such circumstances, Wen Che couldn't say that the glass of wine he brought was a glass of alcohol, for fear that it would make people laugh even more.

What made him even more unexpected was that when his first new drama started broadcasting half a month later, a few photos of this incident appeared on various marketing accounts, and the drafts used were all "God-level embarrassing scene, this Is he really from a noble son?" and other mocking articles.

Although this incident did not bring him much substantial loss, it gave him an unforgettable blow, and it was also the first black draft.

But fortunately, given the chance to do it all over again, this matter is not difficult to solve.

Wen Che waited patiently where he was. Sure enough, a few minutes later, the manager patted him on the shoulder from behind him.

"Quickly, go and toast Mr. Zhao."

Wen Che picked up his wine glass and stood up, and the manager immediately brought up a bottle of wine, intending to pour it into his glass.

"No, no, I have it."

Wen Che pushed away his wine bottle, opened a bottle of champagne that he had sneaked to his side a long time ago, and filled the wine glass.

"...Oh, you have, yes, yes." The agent saw that he had filled his cup to the brim, and he didn't even have the room to think of ways to add more, so he smiled dryly, "Why is it so full? ? Not so much."

"It's okay, sincerity."

Wen Che smiled, patted his manager on the shoulder, and turned to leave the table.

The manager's stagnant expression made him very satisfied, and the pleasure of revenge spread happily...

"Hey be careful!"

The manager who was following behind with a wine bottle exclaimed, but it was too late.

Wen Che looked in shock at the half-empty glass in his hand with only a bottom left, and then looked up at the man who bumped into him without long eyes.

The man opposite looked at him, apologizing with an expression that didn't show any apology.

Lu Yue: "Sorry."