Slag Gong rides the wind and waves in the Shura field

Today's hot search is another day contracted by Jiang Haichao.

The love-hate entanglement between the wealthy boss and the top actor is as intense as it needs to be.

"No wonder Mr. Huo spoke for Jiang Haichao before, and explained that Jiang Haichao is not a scumbag! Isn't this what the person next to the pillow knows about the person next to the pillow?"

"What kind of magical realism plot is this? This is even more outrageous than Vodai cp!"

"I realized that what Jiang Haichao owns is not just a fishpond, but an ocean."

Jiang Haichao, who is the king of the sea without knowing it, was awakened by the assistant's series of fatal calls.

He picked up the phone, and before he could speak, he heard the wailing of the little assistant: "Brother Hai! It's over, it's over! It's over!"

Jiang Haichao plucked his hair irritably. It's not the end of the world. What's the end?

Which ex-boyfriend was exposed again? ——This is the only "black material" Jiang Haichao can think of that he can come up with

"Brother Hai, where are you now?" The little assistant asked timidly, "Have you checked the trending searches?"

"I'm at home, what's the matter?"

The little assistant was no longer in the mood to think about Jiang Haichao getting home in the wrong car. He said in a panic, "It's Huo Yan's business. The matter between you and Huo Yan has been exposed!"

Jiang Haichao's mind went blank for a moment.

What about him and Huo Yan?

Maybe it's been too long, but he didn't think of that ridiculous and short marriage for a while.

That period of memory that was so long ago that it was about to be forgotten has been dug out from the corner again.

"You mean, I married Huo Yan?" Jiang Haichao was still in a daze, but he still realized that what happened this time was unusual.

You must know that falling in love is one thing, but getting married is another - besides, he is marrying a bigwig who is well-known both inside and outside the circle.

Jiang Haichao: "What the hell is going on?" Huo Yan's background is so solid, who would dare to risk his life to dig him out?

Even if someone has the evidence, it must be exposed through the media - which self-media would dare to expose Huo Yan's past?

Unless... Jiang Haichao frowned, doubts abounding in his heart.

Unless it was Huo Yan's permission.

"Huo Yan." Jiang Haichao hung up the phone and quickly dialed Huo Yan's number.

But the moment the phone was connected, a mobile phone rang downstairs——Huo Yan didn't leave.

Jiang Haichao went downstairs with depression on his forehead, and he saw the man busy in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.

"Huo Yan." Because of just waking up, Jiang Haichao's voice was still a little hoarse, sounding inexplicably gloomy.

Hearing Jiang Haichao's "depressed" voice, Huo Yan paused, then turned around, "Come down and eat something."

"Do you think I'm still in the mood to eat now?" Jiang Haichao glanced at the food on the table, um, crystal shrimp dumplings, steamed pork ribs with taro, seafood porridge, ham and chicken soup...

Damn, why do you have to cook so much delicious food... Jiang Haichao pursed his lips and sat down at the dining table silently.

But his expression was still very serious - he sat up straighter and stared at Huo Yan, "How do you explain the things on Hot Search?"

"There's nothing to explain." Huo Yan washed his hands, took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and placed them in front of Jiang Haichao, "Someone was looking into this matter behind my back a few days ago, I know."

"But you didn't stop it?"

Huo Yan looked at Jiang Haichao's obviously unhappy expression, and was silent for a moment.

Is this person so unwilling to have anything to do with him?

"Huo Yan, are you threatening me in this way?" Seeing that Huo Yan was silent, Jiang Haichao became more confident in his guess, "Why, it's very fulfilling to handle me?"

"Threat?" Huo Yan looked at Jiang Haichao and smiled helplessly. Why did Jiang Haichao always judge him with the deepest malice.

From the fear at the beginning, to the eagerness to get rid of the relationship later, to the distrust and suspicion now—Jiang Haichao's heart seems to never open to him.

"Tell me, what's going on." Jiang Haichao leaned back slightly, "What made you, Mr. Huo, want to get involved with me, a young actor, regardless of your reputation."

Huo Yan said in a deep voice, "It's not what you think." Looking at Jiang Haichao's gloomy face, he slowed down his voice before continuing, "I have no malicious intentions."

"Huo Yan, you are always so self-righteous. No malice, for my own good - these are the reasons why you make decisions for me without authorization?" Jiang Haichao couldn't help but think of Huo Yan sending people to follow him.

Jiang Haichao's face turned cold. He had to explain everything clearly today.Otherwise, according to Huo Yan's temperament, this guy might do something earth-shattering.

Jiang Haichao: "Huo Yan, you should know that you are no longer useful to me."

He paused, then said coldly, "Since it was agreed at the beginning, we will settle the matter after the matter is over. Now, please leave."

Huo Yan was silent for a long time. He looked at Jiang Haichao, as if looking at an island that would never be touched.

He had already lost his way in the tide and would never find his way ashore.

The man didn't speak, and walked slowly to the sofa to pick up his coat.

Huo Yan opened the door, and the light outside the door enveloped his figure. Jiang Haichao couldn't see the man's slightly slumped shoulders, nor his lonely back.

After driving the people away, Jiang Haichao let out a long sigh of relief.

He is too lazy to care about the ups and downs on Weibo now, he just wants to stay quietly for a while.

After a while, Jiang Haichao's phone screen lit up.

Feng Shiyuan's bright smile appeared in sight.

However, Jiang Haichao touched the position of his heart - this place would no longer be happy because of Feng Shiyuan.

Jiang Haichao counted the days, um... for half a month, he gave a wry smile, raised his hand, and hung up the phone.

The heartbeat this time was extremely short, like a cicada in summer, which disappears when the autumn wind blows.

Jiang Haichao sent a message to Feng Shiyuan: "Let's break up."

Three simple words ended this relationship that was no longer happy.

Jiang Haichao ignored Feng Shiyuan's incessant phone calls, he sighed, stretched himself on the sofa.

Ever since the ex-boyfriend's affair was revealed, many people still sympathize with the men who were "abandoned" by Jiang Haichao.

They couldn't understand that all the people who passed by Jiang Haichao were men with both talent and good looks, but Jiang Haichao never stopped for anyone.

Sometimes, even Jiang Haichao himself felt strange.Why did his heartbeat pass so quickly, it was clear that he had a sweet date together the day before, but the next day, he would feel bored.

#月投男友# This topic is indeed not groundless.Jiang Haichao really wouldn't be immersed in a boring relationship.

Since the other party will no longer bring him happiness, it is the best way to change the other party.

As for those broken hearts, they will always be pieced together with time... right?

Jiang Haichao thought wildly for a while, and then cut the mess in his mind.

He always does.Life is alive, how to be happy.

#月投男友# What happened?Yan An's unlucky guy is still #少排男友#... Jiang Haichao took a sip of the porridge.

Just as Jiang Haichao's fans said - what bad thoughts can Shuimei have?I just want to give all the beautiful brothers and sisters an unforgettable youth.

Just after breakfast, the car arranged by Wang Lin arrived at Jiang Haichao's downstairs.

Jiang Haichao wrapped himself up tightly - hat, mask, glasses.He knew that the people who squatted at this stall could line up from the third to the fifth ring.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Lin had already briefly reported the process of terminating the contract with the company.

The biggest problem now is a script that was negotiated earlier - the company doesn't want to give up such good resources to an artist who is about to terminate the contract.

Jiang Haichao: "I like that show, so try to win it."

As soon as Wang Lin heard it, she knew that there was a tough battle to be fought today.Don't look at Jiang Haichao who is usually very Buddhist, he doesn't have the airs of a movie star in his dealings with others, and he doesn't rarely compete with his peers for fashion resources and advertising resources - just like "I'm too lazy to make money".

But there was only one thing, Jiang Haichao would never give in - that was the script.

In this regard, Jiang Haichao revealed an ambition that was completely inconsistent with his temperament.

"Okay, I'll talk about it." Wang Lin knew Jiang Haichao's temperament, and she didn't talk nonsense, so she immediately ordered the people under her to take down the show no matter what.

"Yeah." Jiang Haichao stretched his waist, his tone casual, "I'm afraid it's not so easy to talk over there."

Wang Lin: "If I'm right, the company won't let you go so easily. You can either renew the contract—you accept the script, or terminate the contract—there's nothing to discuss about the script."

Sure enough, when he arrived at the company, Jiang Haichao was stopped by the high-level people.

A group of people invited Jiang Haichao into the office like making an offering to a bodhisattva.That posture is simply more filial than that of his own father.

The arrogance that was so high above him a while ago was gone.

Jiang Haichao was not surprised by the behavior of worshiping the high and stepping on the low in the circle, so he found a seat at random and sat down.

Earlier, Wang Lin had already had a round of talks with them, repeatedly expressing Jiang Haichao's firm intention not to renew the contract.

Lao Qin, the boss of the company, also knew that Jiang Haichao's temperament seemed easy to talk, but in fact he was the most assertive.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to mention the renewal of the contract. Instead, he talked about the hot search this morning, "Mr. Jiang, you really have a lot of negative news. To be honest, the company wants to renew the contract with you. We need to think carefully—but, after all, we are old acquaintances and we have feelings, even if you are exposed to such a thing, we will still cooperate with you with the highest sincerity."

The implication is to classify Jiang Haichao as a "high-risk" artist. Except for them, other companies dare not sign Jiang Haichao.

Wang Lin on the side smiled, "That's really wronged Mr. Qin, but since this is the case, we don't want to involve the company, so let's get together and leave."

Just as Lao Qin was about to speak, Jiang Haichao lazily said, "Stop talking nonsense, you guys have a price for the script."

"It seems that Mr. Jiang is determined to terminate the contract with the company?" Lao Qin couldn't hold back the smile on his face, revealing his greedy nature, "But "Broken Halberd" is reserved for our own people, you are not forcing people to do it Is it?"

"Is this difficult for others?" Jiang Haichao sneered, and there are more difficult things for others, "Old Qin, when did you become such a mother-in-law?"

Jiang Haichao stood up, not intending to waste time with this group of people, "Since there is no room for negotiation on this matter, each will use his own ability."

President Qin was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "Jiang Haichao, what do you mean? Are you planning to steal it?"

Jiang Haichao should be straightforward: "Well, do you disagree?"

Wang Lin kept the overly arrogant people behind her—mainly because she was afraid that these people would play tricks and catch Jiang Haichao, "Mr. Qin, you can't say that. Since you don't want to give up the role, Then we naturally have to find a way to fight for the opportunity by ourselves. Acting is not for the able-bodied, and if there is a more suitable actor than Jiang Haichao, our side will naturally retreat in spite of the difficulties."

This is pure bullying.Mr. Qin has a headache when he thinks about the few artists in the company who are not up to date and who have all kinds of problems. None of them can beat them.

If it was really based on strength, these young artists in the company might not be worthy of carrying Jiang Haichao's shoes.

Mr. Qin gave the secretary at the side a wink. Seeing this, the other party took out a recording pen from his pocket.

Obviously, Jiang Haichao's blatant words about grabbing the script just now were all included.

Mr. Qin: "Jiang Haichao, since you don't want to drink a toast, don't blame me for not remembering the past." He took the recording pen, "If your fans find out about your blatant resource grabbing..."

It's clear that if they can't reach an agreement, they will tear their face apart.

"Are you threatening me?" Jiang Haichao sneered, well, he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent it, and then another one hit him in the mouth.

Jiang Haichao took the recording pen, and said word by word: "The script of the broken halberd sinks in the sand, even if you grab it, I will decide."

After finishing speaking, he threw the recording pen back to the bewildered President Qin, turned around and left gracefully.

On the return journey, Wang Lin said nervously, "Ah Hai, although we have a lot of debts, but the hot search is making a big fuss now, what if that bastard surnamed Qin adds fuel to the flames?" Exposure recording..."

Jiang Haichao didn't worry too much about the recording in that person's hands—he never concealed his career ambitions, and even if he was exposed, he would at most be ridiculed for his ambition and duplicity.

However, Jiang Haichao really had a headache because of the mess with Huo Yan.

"What do you say on the Internet?"

The little assistant has been watching the public opinion all day long, and he truthfully reports the trend of public opinion on the Internet.

"The fact that you and Huo Yan were married has exploded, but the reason for the divorce has not yet been clarified, so now most people are following the marketing account to eat melons, waiting for the follow-up."

Huo Yan and Jiang Haichao's marriage was indeed a big deal, but the masses seemed not satisfied with it, and the marketing account desperately dug out the reason for their divorce for the sake of performance.

But the strange thing is that the relationship between the two was exposed very quickly, but the reason for their divorce was always hidden deeply.

It's like someone is blocking you from behind.

Even a few posts that harbored suspicions that Jiang Haichao was cheating on him were all deleted in an instant.

It seems that things are far from being as simple as everyone thinks.

The little assistant looked at Jiang Haichao uneasily, "Boss, if you were the one who abandoned Huo Yan when you were dug out, this matter will be troublesome."

Jiang Haichao folded his arms and remained silent.

The confrontation between him and Huo Yan during the day was really impulsive, so that he didn't even think about it at the time. Since Huo Yan wanted to expose their relationship, why wait until now?

Besides, Huo Yan never really hurt him.

"Tell me, what is Huo Yan thinking?" Jiang Haichao frowned.

Holding the phone in his hands, the little assistant suddenly called out, "Damn!"

Wang Lin hadn't had time to remind the little assistant not to lose her composure in front of the boss, but she glanced at the little assistant's phone and couldn't help blurting out, "Damn!"

Jiang Haichao glanced at his phone inexplicably, and then—"Damn..."

Jiang Haichao knew all the words on the hot search, but he couldn't understand them together.

#It turns out that the actor is the poor little one? ! #

The corner of Jiang Haichao's mouth froze, he skipped this absurd hot search, and clicked on the slightly normal topic below.

However, the topic of #江海涛婚礼原因# is not very normal.

The whistleblowers who had been silent before, now seemed to have finally received the order, and they exposed the cause and effect of Jiang Haichao's divorce one after another.

It's just that this so-called "truth" really shocked people—including Jiang Haichao himself.

In the mouths of big Vs from all walks of life, Jiang Haichao was an unknown little actor in his early years, and was frequently harassed by various capitalists because of his good looks, but Jiang Haichao was "hard-hearted" and remained unmoved in the slightest.

Because of this, Jiang Haichao's career has not been smooth.

But, fortunately, Jiang Haichao still has a close lover——Huo Yan, who is by his side.

Although the life of the two of them was difficult, they had been very sweet since they drank enough water.

But later Huo Yan was suddenly approached by a wealthy couple, saying that he was the only son who had been lost for many years.

As a result, Huo Yan was forced to return to the family—and the tragedy of their marriage unfolded.

Jiang Haichao was calm all the way here, after all, these are quite close to the facts of the year.

But the plot behind it became more and more outrageous.

"The wealthy family firmly opposes Huo Yan being with a poor boy like Jiang Haichao, and they don't hesitate to throw out 500 million yuan to make Jiang Haichao divorce. But Jiang Haichao firmly rejected the temptation of money and is determined to defend his marriage!"

Jiang Haichao only felt his eyes burn. How many bloody novels did this big V read to make up such an offensive story?

The direction of the story finally became - "Huo Yan was unable to resist the pressure of his family, so he chose to divorce Jiang Haichao."

"Jiang Haichao, who was hurt by his marriage, was heartbroken from then on, and turned into a playboy without affection."

"Jiang Haichao, who was disliked for having no money, has since focused on his career. Since then, he has been reborn, step by step, growing into a top actor, and personally slapping the face of a wealthy family."

Jiang Haichao read the revelations of several bloggers like a novel, and glanced at the comments below.

"Oh my god, Jiang Haichao is holding the script of the hero of the counterattack, don't bully the young and poor!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo on the face!

"Wow, Jiang Haichao is really not an easy guy. To be able to counterattack under the oppression of a wealthy family, and to be able to get to where he is today-by the way, Mr. Huo is the scumbag!"

Jiang Haichao turned off the phone with a sullen face.

The little assistant and Wang Lin on the side just set off fireworks to celebrate. They thought they were going to be blackmailed severely, but they didn't expect the plot to reverse so quickly, which caught people off guard!

The little assistant held the phone and cried sincerely, as if his boss was really what the bloggers described as "the hero who was abandoned by the wealthy and finally relied on his strength to counterattack"

"Hmph! Tell you to look down on us, Brother Hai! Thirty years in Hedong—"

Jiang Haichao: "Shut up."

The little assistant silently covered her mouth tightly: Oops, accidentally got into the drama too deeply, he almost forgot that Jiang Haichao was the "scumbag" who abandoned her husband.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, "Very good, very good, now everyone has been led astray, and no one will know that you actually dumped Huo Yan at the beginning."

"You..." Jiang Haichao rubbed his forehead and said, "I'm not curious, why is this written like this?"

The little assistant just slapped his forehead, "That's right, now everyone on the Internet is saying that Huo Yan is a scumbag who abandoned his wife - doesn't Mr. Huo know about this?"

No, it's impossible for Huo Yan not to know.

The little assistant guessed weakly: "No, it's just... Mr. Huo said it himself?"

You must know that Huo Yan's power is not ordinary, who is so desperate to arrange him like this?Unless it is personally instructed by me.

But what is Huo Yan's purpose in doing this?

Vigorously exposing Jiang Haichao's identity as a white scumbag, so that his future stardom will be unimpeded, and by the way, put the "scumbag" identity on himself?

Wang Lin was shocked for a moment, but she wasn't so shocked when she thought it was Huo Yan.

She always felt that Huo Yan was madly in love with Jiang Haichao.

It's not surprising that a lunatic can do such a thing.

The little assistant didn't dare to contact Huo Yan, so he could only click into the [Friendship Exchange Group] and wait and see.

The group was indeed very lively.

Since no one had Jiang Haichao's WeChat account, they could only speak out in the group regardless of the eyes of other people in the group.

Sui Yuncheng called brother for the first time—"Brother, did you break up with me at the beginning because you didn't believe in love?"

[Xiang Siming] I used to think that you had no heart, but I didn't expect that it's not that you have no heart, it's just that your heart is empty.Ah Hai, I misunderstood you before, I'm sorry.

[Xu Mobai] Hai, from now on, you only need to focus on your career. I will desperately help you get the position and honor you want.The person who has failed you will surely regret it.

The little assistant covered his mouth that was about to exclaim, his eyes stared like copper bells.The people in the group almost pointed at Huo Yan's face and called him a scumbag, but even so, Huo Yan still didn't, did, object, refute!

What kind of cheating is this?What kind of absurdity is this?

In the car, Jiang Haichao, Wang Lin, and the assistant all fell silent.

The Internet is full of carnivals for people who eat melons.

Huo Yan's private messages in the background almost exploded.

"Are you willing to let go of such a peerless beauty? Why? Is Jiang Haichao not as good as your family's gold and silver?"

"Mr. Huo, how do you feel watching Jiang Haichao climb to the top? Doesn't it feel good? Do you regret it? It's too late! Scumbag!"

"Isn't she pure and lustful, with a heaven-defying appearance and a superb figure? To be honest, if I had a wife like Jiang Haichao, I wouldn't even want to be an emperor's wife, let alone a rich family!"

Huo Yan closed the private message and put away the phone.

There was hairy rain in the sky, and a layer of silver vapor accumulated on the man's shoulders, walking on the night road like a lone ghost.

Jiang Haichao leaned against the bay window, looking at the man approaching downstairs, helpless and speechless.

The doorbell rang quickly, and Jiang Haichao went downstairs slowly.

When he opened the door, a burst of damp water vapor poured into Jiang Haichao's lungs, and the cold, chilly air surrounded him.

He raised his eyes and saw a thin layer of water color on Huo Yan's face.

The man's eyelashes, lips, and high bridge of the nose are covered with a layer of moonlight-like water color, inexplicably reminiscent of a big wet dog with nowhere to hide on a rainy night.

Jiang Haichao sighed and raised his hand to wipe the water off Huo Yan's shoulder.

Huo Yan took advantage of the situation and took Jiang Haichao's hand.

The man's gaze pierced through the night, looking straight into Jinjiang Haichao's extremely beautiful, but also extremely ruthless eyes.

"Jiang Haichao," he said, "Is there anything I can use now?"

Those who have lost their use value will be abandoned by Jiang Haichao, but it doesn't matter, he can get up from the garbage dump, work hard to create his own use value, and return to Jiang Haichao's hands.

Jiang Haichao looked at the man's pupils like black glass beads, and faintly saw his indifferent expression from those pupils.

His gaze moved down slowly, sweeping over Huo Yan's nose tip filled with water vapor, and staying on the man's thin lips.

Jiang Haichao thought, the rain outside is so cold, what temperature will it be when it falls on his lips?

As he thought about it, he closed his eyes and tasted the temperature on Huo Yan's lips.

Well, it's cold.Just like Huo Yan, he was cold from head to toe.

But Jiang Haichao quickly touched the man's passion again.

The coldness of the rain has faded, and it is a scorching temperature.

Just like Huo Yan, who looks cold, but only after he tastes it, he knows that a man has a sincerity that is so hot that it is unbearable.

Between kisses, Huo Yan hugged Jiang Haichao, and asked him: "Underground lover, bed partner, and pastime when you're bored, give me one."

Huo Yan buried her head in kissing Jiang Haichao's beautiful eyes, and said in a low voice, as if praying.

"Jiang Haichao, give me a seat, okay?"

The author has something to say: What kind of position would you give us, Mr. Huo~~~