Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

Wang Lin has followed Jiang Haichao's dreams in the entertainment industry for many years, and has more or less been infected with Jiang Haichao's bad habits.

That is, cast the net widely, raise more fish, take off in the waves and never capsize.

After Sui Yuncheng's phone call, Wang Lin had some immoral thoughts.

In terms of connections, looking at the entire entertainment industry, who can be as strong as Jiang Haichao's ex-boyfriend group?

From the entertainment circle to the show business circle, and even the academic circle, it can be said that there are many kinds and countless.

Adhering to the attitude of getting one is one, Wang Lin collected all of Jiang Haichao's ex-boyfriends very unkindly.

Unexpectedly, the net was not cast, and the boat capsized directly in the waves.

Wang Lin clutched her aching forehead, "Friendship exchange group? Good, very good."

"Why don't you just let them debut as a group!" Wang Lin slammed the table up, shaking the bowl in Jiang Haichao's hand.

Jiang Haichao's bowl was full of chili oil, which upset him.

"Yes, I'm sorry." The little assistant lowered her head, her eyes were red.

"Fuck you!" Wang Lin pointed at the little assistant's nose, on the verge of rage.

Jiang Haichao waved his hands habitually to make peace, but when Wang Lin yelled, he was also taken aback.

Then, Jiang Haichao acted desperately and subconsciously wiped his eyes with his hands...

Suddenly there was a painful hum from the box.

"Hiss!" Jiang Haichao's eyes were tightly closed, and physiological tears had already oozed from the end of his eyes, which turned red.

"Boss!", "Jiang Haichao!"

Wang Lin was busy wiping Jiang Haichao's eyes with a tissue, and the little assistant hurriedly called the driver, "Go to the hospital, hurry to the hospital."

Enduring the severe pain, Jiang Haichao finished the last piece of fat beef in the bowl, "It's over, I'm going blind."

Wang Lin: "I have already insured your eyes, and the compensation is enough for your retirement."

Jiang Haichao: "Oh." Thank you.

The little assistant helped Jiang Haichao up, "The driver has arrived at the door, we will take you to the hospital."

Jiang Haichao closed his eyes, but tears fell uncontrollably.He frowned in pain, and left the hot pot restaurant under the cover of Wang Lin and his assistant.

"Okay, there's no need to go to the hospital." In the car, Jiang Haichao pressed the ice pack, and he was followed by a bunch of paparazzi wherever he went now. If he went to the hospital at this time and was photographed, I don't know what it would be like .

Jiang Haichao: "It's getting late, you all get off work." These two people had been arguing in his ears all day, Jiang Haichao really wanted to be clean.

The car stopped on the side of the road, the little assistant was sent home by Jiang Haichao, and Wang Lin also hurried to the company to negotiate with the senior management.

Jiang Haichao leaned back in his chair and breathed a deep sigh of relief.He raised his hand and gently touched his hot eyelids.

After taking the medicine, his eyes were still blushing, but fortunately, it didn't hurt much.

The driver looked around anxiously and said cautiously, "Boss, I'd better take you home."

Jiang Haichao waved his hand, "Let me be quiet." After speaking, Jiang Haichao got out of the car and sat alone on the side of the road to breathe.

Looking at the man with crimson eyes sitting alone in the cold wind, the driver couldn't help but sigh.

Jiang Haichao already had a face that could easily confuse people's hearts. Coupled with his melancholy expression, even if he knew that he was a playboy in private, the driver couldn't help feeling compassionate.

No way, Sanguan followed the five senses.

"Boss, don't be sad, everything will pass."

Jiang Haichao propped his chin, and said wearily, "Yeah. I should have known..."

"That's right!" The driver thumped the steering wheel, "I knew you shouldn't be dealing with those people. Who knows who knows what happened this time? Get in your car!"

Jiang Haichao coughed, and he said sullenly: "I knew I would order a clear soup pot."

The cool wind was bleak, and the surroundings fell into an awkward silence.

Jiang Haichao blew the cold wind on the side of the road for a while, his eyes were not so hot, "Okay, take me home."

—

When she came out of the company, Wang Lin looked tired.

Now the higher-ups are directly playing disappearance, and she can't find anyone who can negotiate.

"Oh." Wang Lin knew that no one wanted to have anything to do with Jiang Haichao at this juncture, "The world is so cold."

Before she could sigh, her phone rang.

Then, Wang Lin's mailbox, private messages, and WeChat all buzzed non-stop, as if they had made an appointment.

"Hello?" Wang Lin picked up the phone and gasped when she heard the voice on the other end.

"Xu...Director Xu?" Big boss Xu Mobai? !Wang Lin was at a loss for words.

As one of Jiang Haichao's ex-boyfriends, Xu Mobai is the one who can tell the most clearly.

Since breaking up with Jiang Haichao, Director Xu has plunged headlong into the world of movies as if desperate.

It doesn't matter that he doesn't want his life, and he never shows mercy to the actors under him. He is notoriously unkind in the circle.

In just a few years, Xu Mobai has already gained a firm foothold in the domestic film industry, which can be called inspirational.

Nowadays, Xu Mobai is already a great director that attracts everyone's attention, and there are countless people chasing after him, so it can be said that he has gained both fame and fortune.

And why would such a person call Jiang Haichao in the middle of the night?

Wang Lin thought, Jiang Haichao didn't owe him money, did he?

"How is Jiang Haichao doing now?"

Before Wang Lin could speak, Xu Mobai slightly raised his voice again, "Is he?" Xu Mobai paused, "What happened?"

Wang Lin: "Huh?"

Does hot pot burn your eyes?

"Tomorrow, I'll wait for him in the box at Shuiyue Bay." After Xu Mobai finished speaking, he sighed again.

Wang Lin vaguely heard Xu Mobai whisper, "I'm a fucking bitch."

Seeing the inexplicable and hung up phone, Wang Lin was stunned for a moment.

Then, with a feeling in her heart, she opened Weibo apprehensively.

Looking at Jiang Haichao who was on the hot search list again, Wang Lin gasped.

Good guy, she didn't keep an eye on him for a few hours, and Jiang Haichao made a fuss again.

#江海潮流泪by the roadside in the middle of the night#

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched and she clicked on Hot Search, crying?According to Jiang Haichao's temperament, he might have already fallen asleep heartlessly by now.

Still sitting on the side of the road late at night?Gloomy?

The more Wang Lin looked at it, the more frightened she became. Even the blurry photos couldn't stop Jiang Haichao's extremely beautiful eyes.

In one of them, Jiang Haichao was sitting on the side of the road with his chin propped up, his eyes drooping slightly, adding a bit of gloom to his innocent eyes.

The other one was even worse. It was captured when Wang Lin and her little assistant helped Jiang Haichao out of the hotpot restaurant.

In the photo, Jiang Haichao had his eyes closed, the vermilion eyes were soaked with tears, just a drop of tear ran across his cheek and landed on the skirt of his clothes.

In the dark night, the portraits in the photo are like a bunch of roses that are about to wither, revealing an indescribable decadence.

It was so pitiful at the textbook level.

"Wow, I broke the defense in an instant, and I will still soften my heart when the beauty is crying!"

"Srds, Jiang Haichao cried so beautifully, am I being too soft-hearted? To actually feel sorry for a scumbag?"

"Who's going to wake me up, he's a scumbag, why am I crying?"

"Fuck! Jiang Haichao is using his face again!"

Soon, the topic of Jiang Haichao crying late at night became the top search topic.

The vast majority of people were attracted by Jiang Haichao's decadent and beautiful appearance the first time they saw the photo, and they began to waver one after another.

Some people even began to question the authenticity of those fake materials.

"I agree that Jiang Haichao is playful, but would it be too much to say that he cheated and became a mistress?"

"Yes, with Jiang Haichao's condition, is it necessary to be a mistress?"

"That's right, while saying that he dumped his boyfriend every month, he also said that he has been a three-year-old for several years. Isn't this inconsistent?"

Although the opinions on the Internet began to shift, Wang Lin knew that there were too many competitors behind Jiang Haichao, and soon, a large number of marketing accounts would end up taking the lead.

Wang Lin is well versed in the trends in the entertainment industry, and she knows that in the end public opinion will still go in the direction of Jiang Haichao's sympathy.

Therefore, she must seize this fleeting opportunity and let the public opinion move closer to them!

Wang Lin quickly dialed Jiang Haichao's phone number. This may be their only chance to make a comeback. She must help Jiang Haichao make a comeback!

"Sorry, no one is answering the call you made at the moment." Wang Lin numbly hung up Jiang Haichao's call.

Crying late at night?Hehe, Wang Lin started the car with a sullen face. That "distressed" beauty in tears is sleeping unconscious.

At two o'clock in the morning, Wang Lin and her little assistant stood outside Jiang Haichao's room again.

The two of them had almost no sleep all night, and there was a circle of bruises under their eyes.

So, seeing Jiang Haichao sleepily opening the door, lazily nestling on the sofa, and even wanting to continue sleeping, both of them sighed at the same time.

Looking at the drowsy person on the sofa, the little assistant couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

To say that Jiang Haichao is a salty fish who does not think about making progress, but all his works have been sold in recent years, which can be said to be extremely dedicated.

But when Jiang Haichao faced the Waterloo of his career, he showed an extraordinary calmness, and he seemed to be breaking his cans. He didn't look like a person who had worked hard in the entertainment industry for many years.

Jiang Haichao is like a mixture of contradictions, not only his appearance and personality are very different, but also his attitude towards the world.

You say he is Buddhist, but he can toss himself to death for a movie; you say he is ambitious, but in the face of crisis, Jiang Haichao lay flat again like a salted fish.

"We can use this opportunity to post an apology statement," Wang Lin thought for a while, and then said, "If Sui Yuncheng can cooperate, I can ask him to post a statement to help you say something nice—"

Jiang Haichao finally opened his eyes slowly. He raised his finger and shook it, "Have you forgotten how I broke up with him?"

Wang Lin: "Uh..." To be honest, there are too many people, and I really can't remember clearly.

"Tsk, at that time he was not as popular as he is now, and his temper was also violent." Jiang Haichao closed his eyes and stretched his legs lazily, "I just gave him 10 yuan as a breakup fee and told him not to bother me."

"What about Xu Mobai?"

Jiang Haichao: "20."

What a money-spreading boy.

After a while, Wang Lin struggled and said, "Okay, aside from Sui Yuncheng and Xu Mobai, what about the others?"

Isn't there the kind of people who are easy to get together and part ways, easy to talk, and good-tempered?

Jiang Haichao raised his eyes and gave them a look, telling them to experience it for themselves.

Very good, they are all hands that make a fuss.Wang Lin gritted her teeth and nodded slightly.

She was silent for a moment, then asked the little assistant, "How is your side?"

"In the group," the little assistant rolled his eyes guiltily, "still no one speaks."

"I'm not asking about the group!" Wang Lin gritted her teeth, "Is there anyone contacting you alone? Private message, email?"

The little assistant lowered his head and didn't make a sound.

Wang Lin silently opened the app to book a flight ticket.

Destroy it and go back to Yunnan.

"Ah!" The little assistant exclaimed suddenly, and he raised his phone in a panic, as excited as holding the Olympic torch, "Yes, it's Sui Yuncheng calling!"

Jiang Haichao frowned, what is this guy going to do?

Before Jiang Haichao could react, Wang Lin answered the phone quickly.

Jiang Haichao watched Wang Lin's expression getting more and more serious, and sighed inwardly.

According to Sui Yuncheng's temper, how could he suddenly change his temper and show mercy to help him?

"Ah Hai." Wang Lin looked deeply at Jiang Haichao.

Oh shit.The corner of Jiang Haichao's mouth froze, every time Wang Lin called him that, it must be something bad!

"Sui Yuncheng said that he can help you." Wang Lin still looked very bad.

Jiang Haichao shrank back instinctively, blinked, "Oh." And then?

"But, he said," Wang Lin pursed her lips, "he wants to get back together with you."

"No problem." Jiang Haichao simply lay down on the sofa, like a salted fish.

The little assistant and Wang Lin were both taken aback.

Jiang Haichao: "Yes."

Wang Lin looked at him with a frown, Jiang Haichao gave her a sideways glance, and said with a smile, "Look, you don't believe it yourself."

Jiang Haichao's wandering is engraved in his bones. What he yearns for is an unfettered and free life. Let alone turning back, it is impossible to even stop.

If Jiang Haichao was willing, he could have used this as an excuse to find someone to help him solve all the problems at the beginning.

But Jiang Haichao would rather lie flat and allow himself to be ridiculed than put himself in shackles.

How could such a person turn back?

Wang Lin also thought it was ridiculous, she covered her forehead and closed her eyes.

However, Sui Yuncheng and Xu Mobai are just the beginning.

Jiang Haichao crying on the side of the road became a hot search, and those ex-boyfriends who were originally cold-faced and who didn't care about his life, still couldn't help but let go of their self-esteem.

The host of the TV station who just broke up with Jiang Haichao;

Wang Lin didn't expect that the bitter trick could work so well, even too good.

Looking at the calls that kept coming in, Wang Lin felt like she had accidentally fished too much.

You know, it doesn't matter if you catch too much, you are afraid of catching sharks.

Wang Lin politely agreed one after another, for fear of capsizing the boat accidentally.

Hold on, hold on.

Wang Lin gritted her teeth, "Mr. Xiang, thank you for your greeting. Our boss has indeed encountered some difficulties."

Wang Lin: "Oh, do you want the boss to answer the phone in person?" She looked up at the person who had fallen asleep on the sofa, and said, "Sorry, the boss is not in a good condition, and I'm afraid I can't answer the phone in person."

The little assistant also quickly imitated the example and learned ten percent of the fish pond management method.

"The boss is in a bad state" - a bitter plan

"If you can help, no matter what the final result, the boss will definitely appreciate you" - Sprinkle the bait

"Oh, by the way, we happen to be free tomorrow, is it convenient for you to come out and meet?" ——Fishing Success

In the end, Wang Lin briefly connected with the little assistant and sorted out a timetable.

"Tomorrow morning, noon, and evening, I'll see these people first." Wang Lin circled a few people's names, "Others are difficult to deal with. You must meet Jiang Haichao himself. Put it off for a few days and put it at the end."

The little assistant was still a little worried: "But, they all put forward conditions."

Yes, they all wanted to get back together with Jiang Haichao.

No matter how embarrassed they were at the beginning and how much they hated Jiang Haichao, once they saw hope, this group of self-proclaimed calm and rational people still willingly stepped into the same swamp.

Looking at Jiang Haichao who was sleeping innocently, Wang Lin sighed, "There is no way, one step is one step."

Jiang Haichao didn't want to look back, and those wolf-like ex-boyfriends wanted to take him back to their nest immediately.

Difficult!Wang Lin closed her eyes.

Assistant: "Is there no such kind-hearted person who doesn't hold grudges, is easy to talk, and doesn't ask for anything in return?"

Wang Lin thought about it, and it might be more appropriate to change what the little assistant said.

Take advantage of.

Wang Lin was silent for a while. In her memory, there was indeed such a person.

"Few things, more money, easy to talk about," Wang Lin said, "It seems that there is such a person."

Assistant: "Who?"

Wang Lin: "Huo Yan."

Hearing Huo Yan's name vaguely, the person who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes suddenly.

"What did you say?" Jiang Haichao's voice was a little hoarse, as if he heard an incredible name.

Wang Lin: "If Huo Yan is willing to help you—"

"Stop!" Jiang Haichao jumped up like a frightened bird, "Don't provoke that thing!"

Wouldn't it be good to live well?Why do you want to die?

Wang Lin sighed, Jiang Haichao still didn't see Huo Yan clearly after all these years, "Actually, Huo Yan still listens to you very much."

obedient?Did Wang Lin misunderstand Huo Yan's violent temper?

"Heh." Wrapped in a blanket, Jiang Haichao brushed his hair a few times irritably, "Don't forget that I almost died in his hands back then."

"You mean, you suddenly threw him a divorce agreement, and then disappeared from the world—" Wang Lin said faintly, "In the end, he caught you back..."

"Stop." Jiang Haichao didn't want to mention that nonsense again, "If you don't want to die, don't provoke him."

Wang Lin: "Oh." That's right, with the troubles like that back then, with Huo Yan's temperament, it's impossible for him to rush forward to commit the crime.

"Ah?!" There was a sudden exclamation in the room, and the little assistant opened his mouth wide, "What? Boss, have you ever been married?!"

Jiang Haichao sneered, "Why, I have been wandering for more than [-] years, is it strange that I accidentally got off the boat and capsized?"

"No, I am not--"

Jiang Haichao looked indifferent, and waved his hands, "It's just that when I was young, my mind was confused, and I married someone, it's no big deal."

"Boss, stop!"

"Huo Yan, right?" Jiang Haichao yawned, and began to complain self-consciously, "That means he still has a good face, or else, just his bully demeanor..." Thinking of Huo Yan's pair of Ruifeng's sharp eyes made Jiang Haichao's heart tremble.

She was still too young at that time, easily attracted by skins, and got married in a daze.

If it happened again, Jiang Haichao would definitely run away the first time he saw Huo Yan.

"Boss!" The little assistant was almost crying. He held up his mobile phone and pointed to the call that ended three seconds ago, "The Huo Yan you are talking about, which Huo, which Yan is it?"

"The fire of the scourge—" Jiang Haichao suddenly stopped, and said in a deep voice, "

What did you say? "

The little assistant turned pale, "Huo, Mr. Huo, say..."

Assistant: "I'll tell you to wait for him at the hotel tomorrow night."

He didn't dare to tell the whole story, but told Jiang Haichao to wash up, lie down, and wait for him on the bed.