Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

It was already five months later that Lin Hanchuan got news from Yan's family again.

During this period, Lin Hanchuan didn't have time to pay attention to the progress of the Yan family's affairs. All the actors of the movie "Wukong" have been cast, and the movie has officially entered the post-production and publicity stage.

Lin Hanchuan needs to negotiate with special effects companies, communicate with theaters for publicity, and choose video platforms to carry out... All kinds of things are so busy that he keeps his feet on the ground, and his sleeping time is compressed repeatedly, and he has no time to pay attention to other insignificant things.

It was still during a break at work, when his partner raised his mouth, Lin Hanchuan suddenly realized that so much time had passed.

After nearly half a year of litigation, Yan Minghui was finally sentenced to seven years in prison for tax evasion.

"How could you be sentenced for so long?" Lin Hanchuan was puzzled.

The maximum sentence for tax evasion is seven years. As long as Yan Minghui admits his mistake with a good attitude, makes up for the tax evasion, and pays late fees, Yan Minghui will be sentenced to five years at most.

The theater staff were well-informed, he lit a cigarette and held it in his hand, and said with a long sigh: "It's not his wife."

From the other party's mouth, Lin Hanchuan learned the general course of the matter.

When Yan Minghui was unable to move around in the detention center, he handed over the matter of raising fines to his wife and asked his financial planner to assist him.

Selling real estate, selling shares... Finally got together 100 billion. Yan's mother had never seen so much money. Looking at this huge sum of money, she became greedy and reluctant to hand over the money to the country for nothing.

The financial planner also saw Yan's mother's reluctance, so he came up with an idea: divorce Yan Minghui, divide his property in half, and she can keep at least half of the assets.

Yan's mother believed it, and went to Yan Minghui to talk about the divorce. She persuaded Yan Minghui earnestly, and persuaded Yan Minghui, who was also very heartbroken.

"Who knew that after the divorce, she just ran away with 50 billion." While gossiping, the staff spit out a smoke ring and couldn't help but sneer, "The country's loopholes are not so easy to exploit, whether they divorce or not, The 100 billion cannot escape.”

Yan's mother ran away with the money, and Yan Minghui only had 50 billion yuan, so she couldn't afford more money to pay late fees. In the end, she was sentenced to a maximum of seven years in prison because "the circumstances were particularly bad and caused huge social repercussions."

Lin Hanchuan frowned slightly.

Yan's mother married Yan Minghui in her early twenties, and has never experienced the hardships of life. She may be a little vain, selfish and stupid, even if she has the desire to run away with money, she has no such courage.

"Your parents..." Seeing that Lin Hanchuan had a different expression, the staff stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, patted Lin Hanchuan on the shoulder, and sighed to comfort him, "Everyone in the circle knows what kind of parents your parents are, and you too Don't blame yourself too much."

Lin Hanchuan came back to his senses, and he smiled lightly: "Let's continue talking about cooperation..."

The other party heard the subtext of the words, and changed the topic from kindness to work, and the two of them tacitly did not mention this matter again.

The two sides reached an agreement, and the two signed a formal contract, finally confirmed the cooperation, and ended the month-long negotiation.

After the theater staff left, Lin Hanchuan was thoughtful, he dialed the internal number of the manager of the public relations department, and handed over the task of finding out the truth of the matter to professionals.

After putting down the phone, Lin Hanchuan still frowned slightly, thinking about something.

While he was thinking, the office door was knocked cautiously a few times, Lin Hanchuan's brows and eyes slightly stretched, and there was an unreadable smile in his eyes: "Please come in."

Ran Xing pushed the door open and entered.

After the finale, Ran Xing's red hair was dyed back to black, perhaps because he became the new Shidi and his career was thriving, his complexion became more rosy and lively, and his whole person exuded a spirited atmosphere, which was slightly gloomy in the past The temperament is swept away.

At this moment, Ran Xing is, as his fans said, a shining star.

"What's the matter?" Lin Hanchuan asked pretendingly indifferently.

Ran Xing's brows were curved, he didn't care about Lin Hanchuan's indifference at all, he walked up to Lin Hanchuan's side: "I heard that my manager has accepted another play for me."

Ran Xing was proud of himself, this was simply a perfect excuse for him to come here openly!

Lin Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he sent the script in the mailbox to Ran Xing, and said, "Your agent has accepted a low-cost literary film for you."

The career life of most artists has a shelf life. Recently, Ran Xing has been in the limelight, which doesn't mean anything. Maybe next year or the year after that, he will pass out in the entertainment industry and hide from everyone.

For the sake of exposure, many artists will choose to buy trending searches, and go to trending searches if they have anything to do, so as to maintain their popularity.

This method will seriously damage the reputation of the artists themselves. Most of the people who use this method are traffic niches or florets cultivated by various companies. The company has no plans for their careers at all. Their only role is to collect money.

After the artist's reputation was overdrawn, the company quickly abandoned them and quickly picked up another traffic.

Lin Hanchuan is unwilling to do this, not only for Ran Xing, but for every artist in the company, he has personally checked their career planning, and tried his best to train them as "actors" with longer careers, but Not a star fleeting across the sky.

As an actor, to maintain his popularity, the only thing he can show is his works.

"Then thank my manager for me." Ran Xing smiled happily, "I will perform well and live up to his expectations."

Ran Xing is not an ignorant person, he knows that Lin Hanchuan wants to make a literary film for himself, and it is best to come back with a trophy and gain a firm foothold in the film industry.

The corner of Lin Hanchuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he motioned Ran Xing to read the script: "The director of this movie is Director Guo Manjie."

Guo Manjie is a professional director of literary films. Although the films he makes are popular but not popular, they are popular directors. No matter what the status of the male and female protagonists is, they can at least be nominated for Best Actor.

In one of his most legendary films, the hero and heroine, who are still students in the acting department, swept all the A-category awards at home and abroad, and became the best actor and actress in Asia.

The smile on Ran Xing's face restrained, he knew that Lin Hanchuan would not accept ordinary scripts for himself, but he did not expect it to be so unusual.

"Guo Manjie!" Ran Xing didn't know what it was like, he seemed to be moved, but also seemed to be moved, "Mr. Yan, I will perform well and will not let you down!"

Lin Hanchuan didn't take it seriously: "You go back and prepare well."

Ran Xing blinked his eyes, and hot emotions surged in his heart, like a silent volcano finally erupting, he couldn't stop it himself, he could only feel the silent and intense emotions erupting from his body, crashing against his repressed body.

Ran Xing didn't leave immediately, he stood where he was, looked at Lin Hanchuan quietly, and asked suddenly: "If I win the actor, can I treat you to dinner?"

"Of course." Lin Hanchuan replied without raising his head, "I have to go to your celebration banquet."

"It's not a celebration banquet... just the two of us, have a meal alone, okay?" Ran Xing added, he knew that he was too risky, and it was too obvious to do so, but he no longer wanted to suppress it.

Lin Hanchuan paused: "If you can win the prize."

After coming out of Lin Hanchuan's office, Ran Xing breathed a long sigh of relief. He patted his blushing cheeks belatedly, and said to himself, "Ran Xing, you have to work hard! Only when you win the best actor, you can have Qualification to stand by his side!"

After you get the actor, you will confess your love.The idea came out of the blue and was irresistible.

Lin Hanchuan was so kind to him, so good that Ran Xing was concerned about gains and losses. He couldn't imagine what he would do if one day Lin Hanchuan's attitude towards him changed, or if he transferred his kindness to other people.

Ran Xing has always known that he has the blood of the wicked, and that man's selfish, violent, and crazy blood flows in his blood. If Lin Hanchuan fell in love with someone else, he might be more extreme than that man.

Maybe Lin Hanchuan would be chained to his feet and locked on his bed... Ran Xing didn't dare to gamble, so he planned to act first.

Even if the confession fails, he can still have a blatant pursuit opportunity.Thinking about it, Ran Xing raised the corners of his mouth happily.

Lin Hanchuan felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't think of the weirdness in it, so he finally let it go.

After finishing his work, with more than an hour left before the end of get off work, Lin Hanchuan picked up his coat and drove to the prison outside the city alone.

When we met again, Yan Minghui was completely different from what he remembered. Most of his hair was gray, his eyes were full of wrinkles, and his body, which was carefully maintained before, was no longer young. He looked like an old man in his 60s or [-]s.

Lin Hanchuan was suddenly in a daze. He remembered that Yan Minghui's actual age was in his 50s, and it was he who used money to stop time in the past.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Minghui's face was full of vicissitudes, and his movements and demeanor no longer showed the elegance and arrogance of the past, full of depression that only belonged to unhappy middle-aged men, "Look at my joke?"

"You're right if you think so." Lin Hanchuan said casually with a natural expression, "It seems that your life inside is indeed not satisfactory."

"You bastard! I should have strangled you to death!" Yan Minghui suddenly raised his head, staring at Lin Hanchuan.

The prison guards patrolling back and forth stared at the living room, Yan Minghui subconsciously avoided the prison guards' sight.

Noticing this scene, Lin Hanchuan said, "I'm here to tell you."

Under Yan Minghui's ferocious gaze, Lin Hanchuan remained motionless, he spoke slowly, and said word by word: "I am the one who reported you."

For a moment, Yan Minghui's eyes froze as if he didn't understand.

After a few seconds, he reacted abruptly, flipped the table violently with his fist, and rushed to Lin Hanchuan with all hands and feet: "You rebellious son! What are you trying to do! I want you to die!!"

He easily blocked Yan Minghui's attack with one hand, and he smiled, ignoring the maniacal roar of the other party: "Back then, the company was full of your confidantes, and I didn't even have access to the company's real books... You let me Didn't you have the mentality of wanting to find a scapegoat when you took over the company?"

Lin Hanchuan only stayed in Yan's Films for a few days before he noticed that the accounts of Yan's Films were wrong. Others may not be able to detect it, but Lin Hanchuan was also the president in the original world.

Yan Minghui paused for a while, and the next second, he was pinned to the ground by the swarming prison guards, unable to move.

He desperately looked up at Lin Hanchuan, hysterical: "I am your father! I am your father! I gave you life, and everything about you is mine..."

As Yan Minghui was brought back to prison, his voice gradually disappeared.

Lin Hanchuan watched him being dragged away like a dead dog with cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an almost undetectable arc.

Until this moment, the anger that had been suppressing in Lin Hanchuan's heart, that Yan Ming would hurt Ran Xing, finally faded away.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Lin: Seeing that your life is not going well, I feel relieved.jpg

Tonight, I will continue to update three chapters to end this small world~ By the way, I will drop a preview of the next small world:

What the protagonist Shou said: I love you, I really love you, woo woo

The inner os of the protagonist Shou: I know you use me as a substitute, but I don't care, because I just use you as a substitute, and neither of the double substitutes owes anyone

What the protagonist Gong said: I use you as a substitute, you don't love me, we don't interfere with each other

The inner os of the protagonist Gong Gong: He loves me so much, I am really too much

So the protagonist Gong falls in love with the protagonist Shou.

So, chasing wife crematorium!