Cheap Lover 【Entertainment】

A low-key black Audi whizzes along the highway.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Zhou's cell phone is turned off, and I can't get through...his assistant doesn't answer the phone either. Don't worry, we'll be at that hotel right away, just clarify if there is any misunderstanding."

The secretary drove the car off the highway, stepped on the brakes at a traffic light, and turned to look at the back seat.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that he would have picked up Mr. Jiang in the underground parking lot of a hotel an hour ago.

Jiang Gu's suit was covered with smoke and dust, and he was sitting alone in a wheelchair, leaning against a corner. The wheelchair had a layer of paint scraped off, and even the wheels were slightly deformed.

In the winter afternoon, because it is cloudy, the whole city of Beijing looks foggy, the air is cold and humid, and the chill penetrates through the window gaps and penetrates directly into the sleeves and necklines.

The man in the back seat sat expressionlessly, his whole body exudes a deep gloom, no temperature, almost blending with the surrounding cold air.

"...Today is my problem, I shouldn't think about Ah Che that way."

A low murmur sounded in the carriage, and the secretary froze for a moment, not used to Mr. Jiang's way of speaking after amnesia.

An apology is really not something that a person with such arrogance can say.

"Mr. Jiang... You should tell Mr. Zhou about this matter. Mr. Zhou is also a sensible person, and he will definitely not care too much about you."

After all, this matter is nothing compared to your betrayal of Mr. Zhou before.

"Drive faster."

"Mr. Jiang, you are already the fastest, and you will be speeding anytime soon!"

The car stopped in the parking lot of the hotel, and the security guard came up quickly: "Excuse me, sir, our hotel is booked out today, and no other guests are accepted."

In Beijing, the secretary had never seen a hotel that dared to stop Mr. Jiang.

"You know this is—"

"Forget it, the production crew probably booked the show, so don't embarrass him. It's not good to get A Che into trouble later."

Jiang Gu's thin lips were slightly whitish, and he couldn't tell whether it was from the cold or too much mood swings.

"We can't go in, we'll just wait here, wait for Ah Che to come out after the party, and then tell him in person."

In the private room of the hotel, there are several tables set up in a huge room of hundreds of square meters. The heating is fully turned on, and wearing a thin shirt will not feel cold.

There are only a few famous directors and producers in the circle, and every time they join a new crew, they always meet a few acquaintances.

Zhou Ziche greeted the main creators and chatted with several leading actors, and the atmosphere of the party soon became active.

It was even more unexpected that this time the film crew had Hongtu Star Entertainment as an investor, and Lu Wanghe came to the party as one of the investors, and of course sat next to Zhou Ziche to reminisce about the old days.

"Mr. Xiaolu is now quitting filming and becoming an investor?"

Lu Wanghe smiled wryly: "How can it be? It's not that my family is on a business trip abroad, and I really can't make it back, so I was ordered to come here."

Zhou Ziche smiled teasingly, looked around but didn't see Han Qiong, pulled Lu Wanghe and asked in a low voice.

"Why didn't Han Qiong come, do you know?"

"Ms. Han's flight seems to be delayed for an hour, and I think he'll be here in a while—I almost forgot, Brother Zhou, you and Han Qiong were on the trending search together. Are you really his fan?"

"Well, you also know that I don't feel bad when I sing or dance. When I debuted, I envied those singers and dancers. I thought the stage was very handsome, so I fell in love with Han Qiong. I still have all his physical albums at home."

"Hey, that's a real fan..." Lu Wanghe suddenly leaned over, lowered his voice, and asked him angrily, "Brother Zhou, you're a fan of Han Qiong...Won't President Jiang be jealous?"

Zhou Ziche was stunned for a moment, and for some reason a burst of steam came up.

He wasn't worried that Lu Wanghe would find out that he and Jiang Gu were tricky, he could still trust the other party's character, but being mentioned like this made him inexplicably feel a little hot.

"...I have no chance with him."

The voice is very low, but the tone is very firm, and it can be heard that it is not casual.

Lu Wanghe glanced at him with concern, and tactfully didn't ask any more questions, and quickly changed the subject.

"Brother Zhou, I saw a good script recently, and I feel that there is a role that is very suitable for you..."

The closed door of the private room suddenly opened with a "squeak".

Zhou Ziche raised his eyes subconsciously, and the absurd thought that flashed across his mind turned out to be whether Jiang Gu would chase him here.

Seeing that it was Xiao Zhang's assistant, he was relieved after being half worried.

"Why is it in a hurry, what's the matter?"

Assistant Zhang's face turned pale: "Brother Zhou, come out first."

The two walked to the corridor outside the private room, and there was no one around, so Assistant Zhang poured beans in a hurry.

"Brother Zhou, I just went downstairs to smoke a cigarette, and guess who I saw?!"

Zhou Ziche raised his eyebrows: "Who is it, Han Qiong?"

"That's right, Han Qiong—no, and there's Mr. Jiang's car! I'm sure I saw Mr. Jiang through the front glass of the car!"

"And Han Qiong just happened to pass Mr. Jiang's car!"

Zhou Ziche's peach blossom eyes were full of waves.

"You, you don't want to tell me that Jiang Gu went up to find Han Qiong's theory?!"

can't you? !Jiang Gu just lost his memory, he didn't become mentally retarded, and that person wanted face so much, how could he confront someone head-on because of him? !

"No, no, Mr. Jiang didn't even get out of the car... It's just that I happened to see Jiang Gu's eyes as he watched Han Qiong walk by. His eyes are almost ready to shoot a knife."

Zhou Ziche let out a long sigh of relief.

"So you mean Jiang Gu has been waiting in the hotel parking lot?"

"Yes... Brother Zhou, do you think we should go out through the back door after the party? In fact, I think Mr. Jiang has chased him here. Do you have time to talk to him?"

"What are you talking about? Why did I change clothes when I saw Han Qiong?"

Doesn't Jiang Gu feel that his possessiveness has reached the level of paranoia?

Zhou Ziche shook his head.

"I still don't really want to see him. After the party, let's leave directly through the back door."

The sun moves westward and night falls.

The secretary went to a nearby restaurant to pack a light meal and delivered it to Jiang Gu.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm watching. You can have some dinner quickly. This kind of party usually ends late, so don't worry too much."

The man in the back seat has been sitting in the same sitting position for almost five hours, expressionless the whole time, like a lifeless sculpture.

Only when Han Qiong walked into the hotel lobby earlier, his eyes turned a little cold.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat by yourself."

"...Mr. Jiang, you can't do this."

How can the patient not eat on time? !

What's more, in order to find Mr. Zhou, Mr. Jiang didn't eat a few mouthfuls of lunch. Wouldn't it be a hunger strike if it went on like this?

"I don't have an appetite...let's talk about it when I see Ah Che."