After the fake business, the actor wants to become a regular [Transmigration Book]

After Fu Xingfeng was awakened by the mosquito, he fell asleep not long after, when the phone rang again, and it was Jin Ming who answered.

"Hey, dead ghost... Uh, what are you doing..."

Fu Xingfeng closed his eyes and patted his forehead, thinking what could I do, could it be Su Ran?

If he is really lucky, he can turn on the speakerphone for Jin Ming to listen to.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt, and he simply scolded: "Laozi is sleeping with Su Ran, why are you doing that!"

"Your boy... uh... You are so lucky to be bubbling, I'm blowing cold wind here..."

"It's none of my business, I didn't let you brag about it."

"Fu... Fu, you are not righteous... You used to come...every night...to pick up Lao Tzu...You have changed..."

"Okay, okay, I'll pick you up. It's been a lifetime of bad luck for me to know you!"

He lifted the quilt and was about to leave, when Su Ran sat up suddenly, her pair of starry eyes were dim in the dark night, hiding a little anger and displeasure.

"Fu Xingfeng, why don't you check what time it is."

"Teacher Su, I'm sorry! That damn Jin Ming was drunk and couldn't get a taxi at Bailinmen, so he insisted on me going there."

"You know something is wrong with Jin Ming, and you still fool around with him!"

Su Ran was angrily, he actually had the illusion that he really had a man.

But he woke up immediately when he saw the pajamas of the two people who were tightly stitched together, and defended in a low voice: "You can't say that, he is wrong, but I avoid him, that is to let him know that I know there is something wrong with him, and I need to know what he knows, Then he can't let him find out that I know something is wrong with him."

Seeing that Su Ran was still sullen, he quickly made a fist and bowed: "Ms. Su, do me a favor. I have to sneak out of the basement."

Su Ran was silent for a while, then found a few clothes from the closet and threw them on the bed: "Go after changing clothes, it's cold outside. Wear a coat too."

"Alright, thank you Teacher Su."

Fu Jin was resting at the opposite door. In order not to disturb his grandfather, he could only open the curtains and change clothes in the light of the street lamps and moonlight.

A pair of gloomy eyes stared at him unabashedly in the darkness, he didn't dare to look back with a guilty conscience, hurriedly put on his clothes and left.

When he arrived at the door, Su Ran stopped him suddenly, squinted his bewitching beautiful eyes and looked at him with a smile, then...reached out and pulled his zipper up.

"I'll wait for you... come back early."

Spicy, too spicy!

He fled downstairs in a panic, jumped into the car and left.

The windows of the car were all down, and the cold wind blew all the way. He was still hot and dry, until he saw Jin Ming standing at the back door of Bailinmen in a daze, supported by a young man with a mask.

"Put your hands away~ My brother is here, I uh... don't want you to help me..."

When he got out of the car, Jin Ming pushed the young man beside him away, and staggered onto him.

The smell of alcohol made him almost throw up, and the young man followed behind with his lips pursed, looking cute.

"Come here, give me a hand!"

He pointed to Jin Ming's left side, and the boy immediately helped him up.

The shadows of the three people were reflected under the dim street lights. He silently felt that the masked boy was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Why hasn't he seen such a good figure before Bailinmen?

Or did Jin Ming hide it on purpose last time, for fear that he would rob him?

"How did you Bailinmen become popular?"

"I just came here, so I don't understand."

It turned out to be a newcomer, tsk... This voice is also a bit familiar, it seems to be...

"La la la... la la la ~ the pink fan is flying ~ oh, yeah ~ baby"

Before he could figure out why, Jin Ming suddenly got drunk and started singing like crazy.

It's ugly and out of tune, with the smell of alcohol in his mouth, and halfway through the song, he hooked his chin and pouted for a kiss.

He quickly stuffed the man into the car and tied him up with a seat belt.

After driving for a long time, the masked boy was still standing on the side of the street looking into the distance.

Maybe it's Bailinmen's new way of hospitality?

With that in mind, he kicked the accelerator and slammed it up, wanting to send this dead ghost home as soon as possible, so that he can go back too.Otherwise, if Fu Jin finds out, it will be difficult for Su Ran to explain.

"La la... la la la la, I want to walk with you~"

Jin Ming was still dishonest in the car, singing his famous KTV song "Fan Dance" at the top of his voice.In order to avoid his ears suffering, he had to find a topic to chat with the grandson.

"Director Jin Da, where are your bodyguards? Why don't you let them pick you up?" He glanced at Jin Ming who was staggering in the rearview mirror, and was very worried that this dead ghost would vomit into his car.

"Bao... uh... bodyguard, of course... returned it." Jin Ming hiccupped and lay down on the back seat slippery like mud.

"Still? Not your bodyguard?"

"How is it possible, I don't have that banknote! Forget it!" Jin Ming suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the ceiling, "The drama of Emperor Soul is really a legacy, and I, Jin Ming, didn't earn that much! I... ...I regret it..."

"What do you regret? How can you predict natural and man-made disasters?" He gripped the steering wheel tightly, everything was about the same as he thought, and he was afraid that he would hear the result from Jin Ming's mouth.

"Oh, don't tell me," Jin Ming suddenly sat up while holding the door of the car, "I thought...it was just a bragging, but I didn't expect his mother to be really capable. If I can't do it once, I will do it twice...If I knew it, I would sign it." The betting agreement... makes a lot of money!"

With a sudden brake, Jin Ming hit the front seat directly, and yelled: "Damn it, how did you drive...it hurts me to death."

Fu Xingfeng drove the car directly onto the curb, slammed the door and got out of the car, dragged Jin Ming from the back seat, grabbed Jin Ming's collar and gritted his teeth: "You fucking know!"

Jin Ming was dragged dizzy, and shouted vaguely with drunken eyes: "What's wrong! Can't labor and management secretly carry you behind your back and make a... er... windfall?"

Fu Xingfeng punched him, and even if it was not enough, he picked up Jin Ming who was lying on the ground again: "Jin Ming! Do you have a fucking conscience! Rong Suyu and Qiu Cheng are still unconscious in the hospital. People were killed. Do you know why you didn't say it? Last time... You said it twice, including last time!!!"

Jin Ming, who was punched, was writhing in his stomach, and he couldn't dodge it in time, but was spat on his body.

After Jin Ming vomited, he became sober. Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, he quickly tried to make up for it: "What were you talking about last time, damn it, it's cold outside, take me back first."

Fu Xingfeng picked him up from the ground and punched him again: "If you don't speak clearly, none of us will go home today."

"Fu Xingfeng, one punch is enough."

He raised his hand to hold Fu Xingfeng's hand. This kid has heavy fists and a lot of strength. He can only control one arm with two hands. Looking at Fu Xingfeng's angry face, if he doesn't give him an explanation today, Maybe it will be hit directly on the hot search.In that case, the thing he said just now will be known...

Jin Ming thought for a while, and immediately knelt on the ground and started to cry: "I am also forced to be helpless, Rong Suyu offended someone himself, and the boss wants to mess with him, how can I stop it! Xingfeng, no matter what I have saved you, otherwise if you went to the Observatory with Rong Suyu and the others that day, you would be lying in the hospital now..."

"My fucking surname is Fu! You try to touch me!!" Fu Xingfeng directly lifted Jin Ming up and slammed it heavily on the car door, "Jin Ming, tell me who it is now, and I'll deal with them. We are still brothers." ,otherwise……"

"You can't deal with it..." Jin Ming licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned lowly, "Damn, there are a lot of things like this in the industry, and you never took care of them before! Why, I really like Rong Suyu Fight for it! I heard that you have bought the copyright of "Sixteen Nights of Yanhui", but why didn't you notify me? My brother will hold a banquet for you to celebrate, and call for ten, no, twenty Yushu The young boys from Linfeng sit around the table, okay? Huh? This time I will pay. I don’t want you, Mr. Fu, to pay the bill.”

Fu Xingfeng threw Jin Ming on the ground and kicked him. Jin Ming managed to defend himself for a while, and the two hugged and wrestled like sworn enemies.

***

Fu Xingfeng didn't return home until dawn.

The old man obviously knew about it, and he was standing at the back door with a cane waiting for him.

As soon as he entered the door, he was hit with a stick and immediately knelt on the ground.

"You want to piss me off!!!"

Su Ran immediately rushed forward to help him up, Fu Jin didn't expect that the raised stick hit Su Ran's back directly, and it turned purple immediately.

"Hiss...Grandpa, Ah Xing wants to find out something from Jin Ming, not go out to fool around." Su Ran's eyes turned red as she spoke, as if pearls would drop in the next second.

Fu Jin quickly put away his crutches, and his tone softened a lot: "The best thing you can do is go and verify whether Jin Ming is involved in this matter. If he was willing to tell you, he would have already said so."

Fu Jin leaned on the floor in displeasure: "Fighted with him? Make yourself like this bear! Of course, take him to clean up. Don't let your Uncle George see it. Shame!"

"Yes." Su Ran helped him upstairs.He told Su Ran about what happened with Jin Ming last night.

Su Ran lowered her eyes until all the wounds were treated before she spoke: "So you shouldn't even fight with him. Maybe the people behind the scenes are waiting for you to make a big fuss."

"I……"

He was speechless. Su Ran was right, but he was still impulsive.

Su Ran cleaned him up and began to apply medicine to herself.The backs of his hands were swollen, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his expression was extremely calm: "The fact that you bought the copyright of Rong Suxie's novels for 3000 million yuan has become a hot search. Although most netizens now praise you Charcoal in need, but water can carry a boat and overturn it. Your charity may one day become evidence of others framing you."

Surprised, he quickly explained: "Mr. Su, I never thought of publicizing this matter, and I specifically asked Miss Rong."

Su Ran raised her head and looked at him in surprise: "My suggestion is, don't respond unless it is absolutely necessary."

He nodded, reached out to take the strap and helped Su Ran wrap it around the back of his hand little by little.

It hurts to see such a beautiful hand being beaten like this.

"Fu Xingfeng."

"Ok?"

"It's really not because you like Rong Suyu..."

"Mr. Su, why are you like Jin Ming? Can't I, Fu Xingfeng, just do something good? Ha... hiss..."

"Ah."

He wanted to grin but pulled the wound again, so he could only cover his mouth and not smile.

At this moment, the corner of Su Ran's mouth is slightly raised, probably laughing at his embarrassment.

The author has something to say: Su Ran: If my wife doesn't like anyone, she likes me.

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