Blooming on the ground

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Zhao Qingyi immediately locked himself out of the door and called Sheng Lan at the same time.

"Heh, do you think that no one will know?" Feng Qiang found a chair and sat down, curling his lips and showing a hypocritical smile.

Fang Mufeng didn't want to drag anyone into the water, so he said first: "What's wrong with us? If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense."

Feng Qiang shrugged indifferently: "Don't all entertainment news like to catch rumors now? The important thing is not whether it is true but whether it is hot enough. Which media would not want Yan Huanchao's negative news? Ten truths mixed with a lie, fake The words will become true, and in the end everyone will only remember that the film king Yan Da supported the little star, and a few people will investigate the truth."

Fang Mufeng was annoyed by Feng Qiang's rascal appearance, and his tone was as cold as ice: "This matter has nothing to do with Teacher Yan, just come to me if you have anything to do."

"It's still on the line. I really don't believe you guys don't have a leg. I just watched you flirtatiously on the set," Feng Qiang said as he became more interested. He got up and went to Yan Huanchao's place, winking like a clown. It is said that Yan Dayingdi really knows the goods, and we Mufeng will be able to use it later, whoever has tasted it will know."

After being stripped of the old scars on the spot, Fang Mufeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his fists clenched and his knuckles creaked.

Before the anger could break out, someone made the first move.

Yan Huanchao didn't have time to talk nonsense with Feng Qiang, so he directly greeted the villain's babbling mouth with his fists, his movements were neat and crisp.

Feng Qiang never expected that the other party would attack directly, and was knocked down by a punch.

This punch also hit Fang Mufeng's heart, and he was stunned on the spot.He had imagined various solutions to this matter, but he never thought that it would develop into this situation.On weekdays, actor Yan Da's mood is neither strong nor light, and he has never shown such obvious anger outside the play, and even used violence.

Yan Huanchao took out a wet tissue on the table, wiped his hands, walked up to Feng Qiang who was still lying on the ground, stepped on his hand, and rubbed it hard.

Feng Qiang was so painful that his facial features were twisted like twists and turns, and he lay on the ground and yelled.

Yan Huanchao was completely unmoved, looked down at Feng Qiang and struggled in pain for a while, and said calmly: "Illegal fundraising, commercial fraud, molesting minors, extortion, these are enough for you to stay in prison for a long time. Persuasion You'd better keep your mouth shut, if things about Mu Feng get out, I will personally help you shut your mouth forever, and I will do what I say."

Feng Qiang was so painful that he lost all reason, like a mad dog. While trying to take his hand away from the opponent's feet, he still yelled: "Fuck! Are you really going to kill me after I tell you? I don't believe it, How the hell would you really date yourself for such a cheap brat? At worst, when we all die together, am I still afraid of you if I die? "

"You don't have to believe it, just try it." Yan Huanchao moved his foot away and chuckled inexplicably.

Feng Qiang curled up into a ball, and within a few seconds of meeting Yan Huanchao's cold gaze, he became inexplicably frightened and gave up.

He suddenly felt that this person did what he said, and he really left behind to trick him.

Fang Mufeng watched the whole process with cold eyes. Feng Qiang went crazy, but he suddenly felt a huge boulder fall heavily, and his heart felt extremely light and comfortable.In fact, it is nothing to die, and it is actually the same thing if you really want to do it.

There was no room for discussion when things got to this point, but Fang Mufeng didn't want to make a big fuss.It would be fine if he was the only one involved, but now even Yan Huanchao was involved.Yan Huanchao has done enough for him, and he will bear it alone no matter what.

He said to Yan Huanchao: "I beat the man, go to the police station."

Yan Huanchao grabbed his hand that was still clenched into a fist, leading it to spread out, interlocking his fingers, and pressed it firmly to his heart.

He stared into Fang Mufeng's eyes intently, and said something in a gentle tone.

It's okay, I'm here.

After the studio staff left, Zhao Qing brought in a group of burly men in black uniforms, and secretly gagged Feng Qiang, who was already ashen-faced, and took him to the car.

On the way to the police station, Fang Mufeng proposed to call his manager Sheng Lan to report to the company.

However, Yan Huanchao held down his hand that picked up the phone, and there was obvious resentment in his words: "I was trying to be brave before, and now I think of asking for help?"

Fang Mufeng didn't say a word.

Almost all of Yan Huanchao's people were around him, and asking Yan Huanchao's former manager Sheng Lan for help was no different from asking Yan Huanchao directly.

Zhao Qingyi had just received a brief call and reported to Yan Huanchao: "Mr. Yan, Ms. Sheng and the lawyer have arrived at the police station."

Yan Huanchao nodded neither sad nor happy, with a look of planning.

It seems that he is not allowed to solve this matter independently. Fang Mufeng originally didn't want to owe Yan Huanchao, but now he owes everything if he doesn't want to.Thinking of this, Fang Mufeng no longer insisted on anything pretentiously, and said "thank you" sincerely.

Yan Huanchao smiled faintly when he heard the words, the dim light in the car could not block his gaze, it was hot and red like charcoal taken out of the stove.His knuckle fingers separated little by little from Fang Mufeng's hand holding the phone, intertwined with his fingers through the cold phone case.

This gaze actually stirred up ripples called throbbing in Fang Mufeng's heart, but it only lasted for a few seconds. He forcibly pulled out of this emotion and persuaded himself to stay awake.

He is always wary of any dependence from the outside world, because the lessons from his previous life told him that what others give will change, but what he gives will never betray or change.

Probably under the influence of this kind of thinking, Fang Mufeng instinctively didn't want to indulge in Yan Huanchao's contact. As a result, he couldn't control the strength when he pulled his hand away, and touched Yan Huanchao's wrist, and the phone fell to the ground with a loud "pop" .

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, he was annoyed, and sighed: "I'm sorry, Teacher Yan."

"You are not in a good mood," Yan Huanchao was not angry, "Later tell the truth, don't worry about the media exposure."

Fang Mufeng held back the thorns all over his body, and hummed.

In the police station, he saw his new manager Sheng Lan again after three months.These days, she doesn't have much contact with Fang Mufeng, let alone visit the class in person.

Sheng Lan and Yan Huanchao are very familiar with each other, and after nodding their heads, they got straight to the point: "Don't worry, I've greeted the media."

After explaining to Yan Huanchao, she looked at Fang Mufeng in a blink of an eye, and her eyes instantly became sharper than a knife: "How did you plan to handle this by yourself? Kill him? Or die with him?"

Fang Mufeng was stopped by the question, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

With a sullen face, Sheng Lan scolded unceremoniously: "An artist has no personal affairs. Everything about him is closely related to his team, company, and even his supporters. It's stupid for you to seek your own death when you have a way out. It is selfish to pay others to pay the price, and you don’t know how you will die in the end. This is only one time, so you can do it yourself in the future.”

Fang Mufeng didn't expect her to speak so ruthlessly, so he couldn't help being stunned, but he knew that what the other party said was reasonable and he couldn't refute it.He was a little disappointed to find how ridiculous his stubbornness looked, his so-called persistence seemed childish and arrogant.He didn't trust this group of people, didn't want their help, and insisted on going his own way, but in the end he had to rely on them to solve the problem.

A team of professional lawyers followed up, and Feng Qiang's case made progress soon after the case was filed.After Fang Mufeng finished filming that day, he got into Zhao Qingyi's car and went to the police station to make a statement. Afterwards, Sheng Lan told him to stop by the company, saying that he had something to discuss with him.

The door of the director's office of the artist department was not completely closed, and when she got closer, she could hear Sheng Lan giving a serious lecture. She said that Luo Tian had decided to disclose the location of the movie to Feng Qiang without informing the artist or the company in advance. As a result, problems came The company was caught off guard, and Fang Mufeng's reputation was almost ruined...

Fang Mufeng knocked on the door, then pushed open the door and called out "Sister Lan".

Sheng Lan put on metal-rimmed glasses, and she looked more serious. She raised her eyes and glanced at Fang Mufeng: "Come in."

Luo Tian was so scolded that his head drooped, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Fang Mufeng, his round face suddenly showed grievance and guilt: "Ah Feng, I..."

"You go out first." Sheng Lan tapped on the desk with her fingers, giving the order to evict the guests.

Luo Tian's whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, and he left the stage after saying hello.

Sheng Lan started looking at the tablet again to deal with business, and said to him without looking up: "After this matter is over, the company will consider hiring you another driver and life assistant."

Fang Mufeng was a little surprised when he heard the words: "That Luotian..."

Sheng Lan said: "He also played a part in this mess. People in society have to pay the price for what they do. I know you two have known each other for a long time, but this is related to your future development. I don't think you should act emotionally."

Fang Mufeng understands that Sheng Lan has her considerations, but still insists: "You gave me a chance, and now I want to give him a chance too."

Hearing this sentence, Sheng Lan took off her glasses and looked up at him: "You should be very clear that I didn't give you this opportunity. If it happened to other artists, I would kill them immediately."

Fang Mufeng naturally knew who was really giving him a chance.At first, he thought that he could be appreciated by the gold medal manager because he had the aptitude to become popular, but he didn't realize until later that Yan Huanchao's favor was the decisive factor.

He was also curious about what Sheng Lan thought of him, and how willing or forced she was to be his manager.But in the past few days, he suddenly figured it out, whether Sheng Lan agrees with him from the bottom of his heart or not is very important but not very important.Anyway, they are now grasshoppers on the same rope, and they can go on with one heart if they have common interests.

It is impossible to trace back or care about how to start, but how to proceed in the future depends on his fortune, and he will let her see what value for money is.

Fang Mufeng paused, and solemnly promised: "Sister Lan, if you don't need to do this kind of thing again, I will kill myself directly."

Word by word hit the ground with sound, as if issuing a military order.

"Remember what you said today." Sheng Lan stared at him for a while, and although her expression was still displeased, she gave in verbally, "Luo Tian can keep it for now, but I reserve the right to change it at any time." His right is to leave if he fails, there is no room for negotiation."

"You too, go down if you can't." She looked at him straight and emphasized, "Of course, if you think my agent is not qualified, you can change me at any time."

The meaning in the words was straightforward, and Fang Mufeng nodded seriously: "Okay, thank you Sister Lan."

As soon as Fang Mufeng came out of the office, Luo Tian, ​​who was anxiously guarding outside the door, hurried up to meet him, scolding himself repeatedly, saying that he believed Feng Qiang's one-sided words, and really thought that Fang Mufeng broke up with his family because he wanted to be an actor, and even helped Feng Trying to surprise him without telling it.Who knew it was a fright, he brought trouble to the door himself.

"Mu Feng, hit me, hit me, I'm so stupid, I hurt you..." The more he spoke, the more emotional he became, and he even raised his hand and slapped himself on the left side of the face.

He was going to hit his right cheek too, but his hand was stopped by Fang Mufeng halfway.

"Okay," Fang Mufeng said, "The main responsibility for this matter lies with me. Even without you, he will come to the door sooner or later."

Luo Tian is still struggling: "I know you want to comfort me, I will be your assistant..."

Fang Mufeng interrupted him: "It's not consolation, it's just that you can no longer make up your own mind in the future, and you must tell me anything."

Hearing this, Luo Tian's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, he had just been scolded, and he was ready to pack up his burden and find someone else.He froze for a moment, and asked tentatively, "I... and the future?"

Fang Mufeng glanced at him: "You want to go?"

"Don't go, don't go," Luo Tian hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, "Assure the organization, I will definitely do better in the future!"