After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

The building in the forum was getting higher and higher, and even Weibo exploded. Students who didn't know about the lecture began to gather in the auditorium, which made the security personnel very busy.

When Fan Chen squeezed into the lounge against the wall, he happened to see a middle-aged man with thinning hair standing in embarrassment, raised his hand to touch the hot sweat on his forehead, and then bent down towards Meng Zexuan without saying a word. Waisted.

Yo, isn't this Shenghua's Zhao Qian?

Zhao Qian was in the tea business in his early years. In recent years, he has followed suit and started investing in the film and television industry, which can be regarded as a small success.He is low-key, cautious in his actions, and he has a foresight in starting his career. His career should have risen with the tide, but he has a nephew like Zhao Jingwu who will only cause trouble for him.

That night, after Zhao Jingwu was brought down by Zhu Xihe, the bodyguards who were thrown off by Zhu Xihe chased after him, so the whole story of the whole incident reached Meng Zexuan's ears in detail.

Uncle Zhu knew about Meng Zexuan's temper. After Zhao Jingwu was kicked out of the crew by Mu Cheng, he led someone to escort Zhao Jingwu to Zhao Qian's head. He didn't say anything polite, but told the other party that the younger generation was shameless and should be disciplined. I don't want to hear the name Zhao Jingwu again in the future.

Zhao Qian was terrified and didn't sleep all night. He wanted to contact Meng Zexuan to come to apologize in person, but he didn't have such contacts. It happened that his assistant found Meng Zexuan giving a lecture at University A while surfing the Internet, and the two rushed over without stopping. here.

"I'm sorry, Boss Meng," Zhao Qian's face turned pale, and his fingers pressed tightly against the seams of his trousers were trembling, "My nephew doesn't know Taishan, so he hit his idea on your people, you see... ...How to deal with it?"

Meng Zexuan was able to control the power of the Meng family at a young age. Zhao Qian has heard of his deeds more or less. It is well known that this young head of the family lacks emotion and has ruthless methods. If he provokes this Buddha, there will be no good results in the future. eat?

So Zhao Qian apologized with the heart of paying the price.

Fan Chen and Zhu Bo waited quietly, and no one disturbed Meng Zexuan who seemed to be thinking.

Who would have imagined that Meng Zexuan would sit for a while with a blank expression on his face, and as if he suddenly came to his senses, he frowned and asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Qian: "..."

This speech was scheduled a few months ago. Although Meng Zexuan wanted to go to W City as soon as possible, he fulfilled his promise as agreed.

After finishing his speech just now, he picked up his mobile phone and flipped through the news, just in time to see that the assistant sent Shang Tian's bank account information to be verified, whether to confirm the account opening.

He was taken aback when he saw Shang Tian's ID card information, 0923.

Shang Tian's birthday is September 23rd.

This string of numbers strangely coincided with the user name he registered on the live broadcast platform.

What's even more bizarre is that this string of numbers has nothing to do with him, as if it appeared in his mind out of thin air.

Why did I know about Shang Tian's birthday?

Just as he was thinking, Zhao Qian came in with his assistant. Meng Zexuan just glanced at it indifferently, and then continued to think about this unsolved mystery.

"What, the school leader told me that there are too many students gathered here, and they are worried about safety issues, so let's leave quickly," Fan Chen said to smooth things over, "Zhao Jingwu is not in a hurry, Mr. Don't put so much pressure, we're going to W City later, or Mr. Zhao together?"

Zhao Qian also knew that his apology was a bit abrupt, and immediately said: "Yes, yes, then I will ask my assistant to book a place in W City, and hope that Mr. Meng can appreciate it when he is free."

Meng Zexuan didn't speak, Fan Chen readily agreed on his behalf: "Whoever made a mistake, whoever apologizes, I'll see Mr. Zhao tonight."

W City, when it was night, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky, the warmth of spring was swept away, and it was even a little cold when the wind blew.

Shang Tian successfully completed the filming, put on his jacket and chatted with the director Chu Siming about the script for a while, and then went back to the hotel to rest.

Brother Xiong carried two boxes of freshly squeezed juice presented by Mu, and winked at Shang Tian as he walked: "Why did Movie Emperor Mu give you so many drinks?"

Shang Tian thought about it for a moment: "Maybe it's to thank me for my brave actions."

"You mean Zhu Xihe?" Brother Xiong said, "But I don't think they are very familiar with each other. I ran into Zhu Xihe when I was picking up the takeaway just now. He passed by the movie king Mu without even making eye contact. ah."

Shang Tian thought what do you know, the emotional line between the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou is indestructible, it's just that the time has not come yet.

But looking at it this way, the development speed of this plot is a bit slow.

Shang Tian was thinking about inheriting the inheritance as soon as possible, so he walked back to his room and knocked on Zhu Xihe's door.

The door opened, Zhu Xihe seemed to have just taken a shower, the hair on his forehead was still wet, he was slightly taken aback when he saw the person coming.

"Hey, it's me," Shang Tian grinned, and directed Brother Xiong to carry the juice into Zhu Xihe's room, "This is what Emperor Mu Ying asked me to bring to you. Not yet."

The corners of Brother Xiong's mouth twitched silently, not understanding what kind of monster this was.

Ever since this brat changed his mind, he had big ideas, and as an assistant he couldn't influence anything, so he gave Shang Tian a warning look, turned and left.

"Brother Xihe, do you want to drink kiwi or peach?"

In order to gain a good impression for Mu Cheng in front of the protagonist Shou, Shang Tian did not hesitate to give away the two boxes of fruit juice. He was actually very reluctant in his heart, and his eyes could not help but stare at the pink and tender packaging of peach juice.

He hasn't had time to taste it yet.

When Zhu Xihe walked to the dining table, he saw Shang Tian licking his dry lips and looking at him eagerly: "The kiwi fruit juice is very delicious, sweet but not greasy, and you can eat individual pieces of fruit. It chews and bounces, and the taste is very good, do you want to taste it now?"

In fact, Zhu Xihe doesn't like sweets, and he won't take the initiative to eat them throughout the year, and the drinks are too sugary, so he hardly touches them.

But today I don't know what happened, maybe I was shaken by the description of the little greedy cat in front of me, so I opened a bottle and took a sip.

Indeed, as Shang Tian described, there is a kind of sweetness from fresh fruit. It cannot be said that I hate this taste, but it is not necessary to drink two whole boxes.

"It's really good, but I don't like sweet drinks." Zhu Xihe also sat down at the dining table, unscrewed a bottle of peach juice and handed it over, "Drink it."

Shang Tian's eyes lit up, and he was not polite, and gulped down half a bottle.

The two of them were relatively speechless when Zhu Xihe's cell phone rang, and after a few simple answers, Zhu Xihe asked him: "Someone is treating you to dinner, are you going?"

"Go," Shang Tian stood up immediately without hesitation, "What do you want to eat?"

There was a little smile in Zhu Xihe's eyes, "The Yue family's private kitchen only accepts recommendations from acquaintances to eat."

I haven't heard of this operation before, but it sounds very high!

The dry rice soul from the rice cooker ignited once again.

"Then go and change quickly." Shang Tian couldn't wait.

Because it was the evening rush hour, the road was a bit congested, and an hour and a half had passed by the time the two arrived at their destination.

"Brother Xihe, you go to the private room first, I have to go to the bathroom first." Shang Tian held back with a bitter face, "Which room, I'll go straight in later."

"Room number 09." Zhu Xihe said.

Shang Tian responded, and quickly rushed into the bathroom under the guidance of the waiter.

After the water came out, Shang Tian almost felt that he was born again.

As Zhu Xihe said, this restaurant is indeed unique. The cool-toned decoration is fashionable and avant-garde, and the sanitary ware and bathroom are also full of sense of technology, and it is surprisingly convenient to use.

Not even the slightest smell in the bathroom, but a low-key cold fragrance permeated everywhere.

Shang Tian washed his hands and was about to dry his hands in the dryer when someone behind him suddenly sneered.

"Hehe, this world is really small. I was still thinking about you last night, but today I met you."

When Shang Tian turned around, he saw Zhao Jingwu walking towards him slowly, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, and I didn't expect to come across this kind of place.

But the light was so dark that night, how did Zhao Jingwu recognize him?

"Sorry, I don't know you," Shang Tian silently planned the escape route, with a polite smile on his face, "Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Zhao Jingwu laughed out of anger.

That night Zhu Xihe drank the drugged drink, and he had no strength to resist at first. The little beauty he was thinking about was about to be eaten in his mouth, but he was upset by this daring little bastard.

And it was because of him that not only did Mu Cheng catch him, but also alarmed the bodyguards guarding Zhu Xihe, and tipped the whole thing into Meng Zexuan's ears.

Zhao Jingwu didn't know who Meng Zexuan was at first, but after being scolded and beaten by Zhao Qian for two full hours with a belt, he also drenched his back in cold sweat because of fear.

Although he completely cut off his thoughts about Zhu Xihe now, the resentment in his heart is not just gone, and now he is being held by Zhao Qian to personally apologize to others, the backlog of negative emotions in his heart is already on the verge of exploding .

It was a coincidence that he bumped into Shang Tian.

Zhu Xihe can't be provoked, this [-]th line star who has no backing, can't he still move?

"Don't pretend to be here with me, your face was captured in the surveillance video," Zhao Jingwu loosened his tie, and his mouth was a little crooked when he spoke, "What? You can still come to this kind of place to eat?"

Shang Tian didn't want to say that Zhu Xihe was here, so he made a nonsense statement: "Oh, it's a friend who came here to eat, and I'm here for a drink."

Zhao Jingwu sneered.

He took another step forward, staring at the young man condescendingly: "That's right, a brat like you who doesn't know current affairs, who can think highly of you."

Shang Tian was already a little impatient, his eyes turned cold: "And then?"

"Then?" Zhao Jingwu stretched out his arm and propped it against the wall behind Shang Tian, ​​"I don't have anyone around me recently, if you are willing to follow me, I can forget about the past."

The boy's face was coated with a cold light, giving it a texture of ice crystals. When he was not smiling, the corners of his eyes were hooked, and that indifference was somewhat similar to that of Zhu Xihe.

Zhao Jingwu licked his lower lip, moved his palm down, and just when he was about to touch Shang Tian's face, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

The author has something to say: Who gave you the guts to bully my wife!