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Zhao Xianghai wiped his face with cold water on the sink and took a deep breath.

Did Xiao Ye buy that diamond watch for him?

You can fuck off.

When he is rare?

He has plenty of money and doesn't care about such a watch.

Besides, no matter whether Xiao Ye wanted to give the watch to him from the beginning, or changed his mind later, as long as that thing has anything to do with people outside Xiao Ye, he would feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart!

He stood still and calmed down the emotions in his heart, then walked out of the bathroom and returned to the main venue.

The party at the main venue was coming to an end, Zhao Xianghai didn't bother to stay any longer, picked up his coat from his seat, walked out of the venue, and asked Assistant Wang to drive him over first.

The wind outside the venue was a bit chilly, and the night was dark and cold.

Zhao Xianghai put on his coat and touched his pockets, but he didn't bring a cigarette.

He turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly saw two figures walking back and forth in front of him.

It's Fu Zhouming and his manager.

Fu Zhouming and his agent obviously also saw Zhao Xianghai, they looked at each other, their expressions tightened, and they ran over quickly: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Xianghai frowned, a little disgusted.

"Mr. Zhao," the manager's face was still pale, but his eyes were burning with anxiety and anger, "You must have released Zhou Ming's black material. Mr. Zhao, it was you!"

Zhao Xianghai twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

At this juncture, anyone without severe brain disabilities can guess who is behind the scenes.Zhao Xianghai didn't want to hide it either, and he wasn't afraid of these bastards, so he just spoke openly.

"Mr. Zhao, how could you..." The manager was shocked and angry, and his breathing was not smooth, but due to Zhao Xianghai's power, he couldn't make more drastic moves, "How did Zhou Ming provoke you?" No, you have to find someone to hack him like this!"

"I hacked him?" Zhao Xianghai snorted softly, as if he was extremely disdainful, "Fu Zhouming, let me ask you, you were the one who went out to be a gangster and beat people in junior high school, right? The one who wanted to have a one-night stand with someone , Is it you? You are the one who pretentiously sells innocent real-life designs in front of fans, and pretends to be charitable, right?"

Fu Zhouming choked, and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"All of these things are done by you yourself," Zhao Xianghai said in a deep and magnetic voice, "What did I do to you?"

The manager gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

He was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Okay... I understand. Mr. Zhao, it's my fault for talking nonsense at the venue today. You are a big shot, and our Zhou Ming is a small star who is not worth mentioning. You My lord has a lot, why not..."

"You want me to withdraw all the drafts?" Zhao Xianghai smiled.

The manager suddenly raised his head, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "If possible, I hope..."

"impossible."

Zhao Xianghai threw out these three words coldly.

The hope that had just lit up in the manager's eyes was shattered into scum all over the floor in an instant.

"I'm not doing charity, and besides, I don't want to have any sympathy for those who have offended me." Zhao Xianghai straightened his sleeves, with a handsome posture, "You might as well find a way to sell yourself online or in front of Xiao Ye Please, maybe you can save a little bit. With me, I will not let you have a little sweetness, understand?"

The manager's footsteps were unsteady, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He has only been in the industry for a few years, and Fu Zhouming is the artist he most hopes to bring out.

A few days ago, Fu Zhouming won the nomination of Best Actor and the leading role in "Chasing the Wind", and with Xiao Ye's support, his self-confidence was soaring that even Zhao Xianghai didn't think much of it.

But now he realizes that fighting Zhao Xianghai is just courting death.

"Zhao Xianghai—"

Xiao Ye's voice sounded behind him, Zhao Xianghai was grabbed by the shoulder before he could react.

"Zhao Xianghai, stop for me," Xiao Ye said anxiously, "Don't go, I still have something to say."

"Hold it, I don't want to hear it."

Zhao Xianghai pulled his hand away coldly, and walked towards the outside without stopping.

Xiao Ye was in a hurry, he raised his leg and was about to chase.

As if seeing a savior, the manager tugged on Xiao Ye's suit tightly: "Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao! Zhou Ming was hacked by a gang, you must help him this time, you must..."

"Let go." Xiao Ye was busy chasing Zhao Xianghai, he didn't have time to talk to him, so he pushed his manager away.

"Mr. Xiao," Fu Zhouming seemed to be really anxious, he who usually doesn't talk much, unexpectedly boldly stopped Xiao Ye, "Mr. Xiao, the situation is very urgent, can you help me this time? "

"I said," Xiao Ye said with impatience on his face, the impulsiveness and novelty towards Fu Zhouming at the beginning have disappeared completely, "Go to your brokerage company if you have anything to do, let them handle it, don't do it in the future. Contact me again."

After finishing speaking, he threw off Fu Zhouming, and quickly ran towards the direction where Zhao Xianghai disappeared.

The manager looked at Xiao Ye's disappearing back, and suddenly thought that before the party, he swore to show off to others. If something happened, Xiao Ye would not care about Zhao Xianghai, but would immediately protect Fu Zhouming.

But now, the answer is revealed.

In Xiao Ye's heart, no matter how fresh Fu Zhouming is, he is just a toy.

Maybe... Maybe not even Zhao Xianghai's one finger.

When the manager thought of this, his feet suddenly softened, and he collapsed on the ground.

……

Assistant Wang was driving the car, waiting for Zhao Xianghai outside the venue.

Zhao Xianghai walked to the car, opened the door, and was about to get in when Xiao Ye grabbed his arm: "Wait!"

Zhao Xianghai clicked his tongue, looking bored: "Xiao Ye, why are you so annoying?"

Xiao Ye panted, staring at Zhao Xianghai's face with a pair of jet-black eyes.

"Aren't you going to fight with me? Didn't you see that Fu Zhouming was running around in a hurry at the door?" Zhao Xianghai smiled coldly, "Aren't you going to comfort your little lover? What are you doing here with me?"

"Where are you going, I'll see you off," Xiao Ye approached Zhao Xianghai's body, "On the way, let's make things clear."

Zhao Xianghai took a fixed look at Xiao Ye, "If I'm going to open a room, will you send me too?"

After all, he ignored Xiao Ye, pushed him away, got into the car, and closed the door without hesitation: "Wang He, drive."

Assistant Wang responded and stepped on the accelerator.

Xiao Ye was full of words, but he couldn't say a word. He just watched Zhao Xianghai disappear from his field of vision in the car.

He stood there in a daze for a while, and the sourness and panic in his heart became more intense.

Having been angry with Zhao Xianghai for so long, in order to force Zhao Xianghai's reaction, he resorted to various tricks to stimulate him.

But Zhao Xianghai remained unmoved, and even plotted against him in reverse.

In the past seven years, he and Zhao Xianghai had quarreled and even broke up, but it was the first time that Zhao Xianghai was so stubborn, so indifferent and difficult to deal with, and made him irritable and uncomfortable.

Xiao Ye stood there dumbfounded, an idea popped out of his mind.

This time, Zhao Xianghai was probably really cruel.