Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

The friendship exchange group is in chaos, and the outside world is also in chaos.

The fact that Jiang Haichao joined the filming team was leaked out.

In the Reuters picture, even though Jiang Haichao's hat was pressed down extremely low and the mask covered almost half of his face, it still couldn't block his unique aura.

Jiang Haichao stood among a group of auditioners, regardless of his appearance or temperament, he was an existence that crushed everyone.

Once again, he lived up to expectations and was on the hot search.

Holding Jiang Haichao's cell phone, the little assistant said firmly, "Boss, please don't read the comments on the Internet."

There are all kinds of things to say on the Internet, satirizing Jiang Haichao accepting small transparent movies, resource downgrades, and a group of people who spare no effort to drive Jiang Haichao out of the entertainment industry.

There were even rumors that Jiang Haichao was having an affair with the director.

"Although Yan An's reputation is not very high, he graduated from a famous school anyway, and his family has a mine. He wants to hire someone to make a movie, but Jiang Haichao?"

"Plus one, I also feel that there is something shady."

"Shadow? Isn't this obvious? One is selling out his looks, the other is greedy for beauty, tsk tsk tsk, Jiang Yingdi is quite capable."

Seeing the endless slander, the little assistant felt sorry for her boss and was very angry at the same time.

"If they knew how Yan An treated you, they wouldn't make such rumors!"

Jiang Haichao: "That's why it's called spreading rumors," he said with a smile, "Otherwise, it would be rumors."

Seeing Jiang Haichao with an indifferent face, the little assistant still felt aggrieved for some reason.

That is, I feel sorry for Jiang Haichao inexplicably.

You know, how many times does a person have to go through before he can face the harm again and again calmly?

"Boss, it's better not to look at your phone," the little assistant said, "You don't need to look at those words."

It's one thing that Jiang Haichao doesn't care, but the little assistant just doesn't want Jiang Haichao to see those swear words.

He was afraid of dirtying Jiang Haichao's eyes.

"Success," Jiang Haichao patted his head, took the script full of notes on the side, suppressed his voice, and said with a smile, "Work hard, struggle~"

Jiang Haichao's mentality was as steady as an old dog, and he concentrated on reading the script.

But the little assistant still looked like he wanted to fight along the network cable.

Wang Lin also called. The little assistant looked at Jiang Haichao who was focused, and sneaked to the balcony to answer the phone.

Wang Lin was already negotiating with the company about the termination of the contract, and because of the hot search, she suffered another wave of idleness in the company.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Lin's anger was about to break through the sky. She first scolded the company's management from top to bottom, took a breath, and sprayed black hats on the Internet again.

Even Wang Lin, who has been with Jiang Haichao for so many years, can't hold back, which shows how bad the current situation is.

The downgrading of resources is not the worst, but now there is a group of people who are following Jiang Haichao 24 hours a day, not letting his every move go.

No matter what Jiang Haichao said or did, even if he didn't do anything, he would be scolded to pieces.

There is no justification.

Wang Lin could already imagine how terrifying the comments on the Internet would be when the company announced the termination of the contract.

"Sister Wang, I have something to tell you," the little assistant said in a low voice, "When I went to the production team over there today, I heard the management over there talking about it, saying... I really can't handle the public opinion The pressure is to change..."

"I know about this." Wang Lin stomped her feet irritably, "The most important thing now is to sign the contract quickly."

The little assistant was a little worried: "Yan An—that bastard director, he didn't think much of the boss in the first place. Tell me, will he be influenced by public opinion and not cooperate with the boss?"

Wang Lin was also silent. For a while, she wasn't sure whether Yan An would really change her mind.

She looked at the poster of Jiang Haichao's removal on the billboard in the distance, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Now, the only thing we can trust is Ah Hai's strength."

As Jiang Haichao has always said, only what you hold in your hands is truly your own.

Fame, fortune, and prestige are all floating clouds, and only strength is the trump card for a comeback.

Suddenly, the assistant's low call came from the other end of the phone.

"That bastard director posted on Weibo!"

Wang Lin frowned, no, could it be that Yan An really wanted to go back on his word?

She held her breath and clicked on Weibo.

Director Yan An: Mr. Jiang is the best actor I have ever seen, and the only one who can handle the role of Wangchao.

There is nothing to be afraid of gossip, and the truth will be seen when the tide fades.

As soon as Yan An's remarks came out, the lively Weibo was almost paralyzed.

Soon, the topics of #维安力招江海涛# and #维安江海涛# followed one after another.

Wang Lin was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the comments on the Internet. Seeing that Yan An had no intention of repenting, she politely sent a message to Yan An.

"Thank you Director Yan."

"No, Jiang Haichao deserves it."

Wang Lin put away her mobile phone and slandered in her heart: "That's right, we, Ah Hai, want to be strong and good-looking, and it's your loss to let such a good actor go!"

The little assistant also settled down and was about to go back to the living room when the phone rang again.

"Huo, Mr. Huo?" Although the little assistant didn't have much contact with Huo Yan, just a few meetings had already made him afraid of this man from the bottom of his heart.

He held the phone like a hot potato.

I don't want to accept it, and I dare not refuse it.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached over and gently took away the assistant's cell phone.

"Okay, Xiaoyi, don't panic." Jiang Haichao looked up at him, "Get me a glass of water."

The little assistant clenched his fist, good guy, it looks like Brother Hai is going to make a tough move!

I saw Jiang Haichao said something unhurriedly, not knowing what the man on the other end of the phone said, Jiang Haichao smiled, "Just say it casually, if you are serious, you will lose."

Huo Yan didn't pursue Jiang Haichao's "casual talk" that night, nor did he ask about his countless ambiguous partners.

It doesn't matter whether it's Feng Shiyuan, or Yan An, who was on the trending list with him.

Huo Yan was soberly aware of her own position, so if she didn't ask, she wouldn't be too sentimental.

His target has always been only one, and the others are not within his hunting range.

It's not that Huo Yan is open-minded, but that he is facing Jiang Haichao—a man who is harder to hold than quicksand. If you want to get such a man, you must have a strong psychological quality.

"Hot search, I'm withdrawn." Huo Yan said concisely.

"Oh, thanks." Through the phone, Jiang Haichao didn't feel any pressure at all. Anyway, Huo Yan couldn't do anything to him, so he couldn't follow the phone line to deal with him, right?

Jiang Haichao flipped through the script, "Anything else?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and asked him, "Are you still afraid of me?"

"As long as you stay away from me," Jiang Haichao smiled, "What am I afraid of you doing?"

Huo Yan: "Are you going to repay me this time without pretending?"

"A husband and wife for a day, a hundred days of grace." Jiang Haichao stretched his waist, "Besides, you are willing to spend money yourself, so what does it matter to me?"

Unexpectedly, Huo Yan was not angry, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

"Jiang Haichao, do you promise me one thing?"

"Tell me."

"I will help you, unconditionally, without deadline, and willingly," Huo Yan said, "but—"

Jiang Haichao clicked his tongue, "I don't want to turn back."

Huo Yan smiled, "I know." He said with a wry smile, "I haven't imagined it to that extent yet."

Among all the people, Huo Yan was the most sober, so he was also the most painful.

He knew that this was a love that was innocent and would not be accepted, but he still had no hesitation and no hesitation.

"I just want to see the real you," Huo Yan said softly, looking at the group of free birds outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Jiang Haichao, don't wear a mask to see me in the future."

I know that you are good at acting, and I know that you can tell a lie very truthfully.

"Jiang Haichao, I can give you whatever you want." Huo Yan said.

So, don't have to trade acting skills and lies for everything I have.

As early as the moment you looked at me, I surrendered and there was no way back.