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Chapter 21

After adapting to the slight discomfort of the plane cutting through the sky, Zhou Sheng left Lancheng for the first time.

Xu Chao went with him, not with Qian Sheng and the others.

After getting off the plane, Xu Chao put a coat on him.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold in Fucheng in May."

"The south has more rainy seasons." Zhou Sheng tugged at his clothes in response. Xu Chao insisted on

carrying two people's luggage by himself. This time Zhou Sheng came to Fucheng, he also settled his mother and resolutely followed him.

Xu Chao pushed the luggage and said, "Fortunately it's not winter, otherwise Brother Sheng, your body will definitely not be able to bear it. By the way, did you bring all the medicines prescribed by the doctor?"

"I just got a new one before I left."

It makes sense that it is the most difficult to rest when it is still warm and cold.

Now with his body, he must pay attention to the things he should pay attention to.

The two met Qian Sheng and the others outside the airport.

The person who came to receive them was Lao Li, the head of Zhou's branch factory. He was over 50 years old and had devoted his life to factory production.

Zhou's new funds have not arrived for a long time.

Many workers below were saying that Zhou was going to go bankrupt, and a group of people were indeed dismissed before the New Year.

Half a month ago, news suddenly came that

someone from the head office was coming. Lao Li felt hopeful and came to pick him up in person.

But when he saw the person, his hope was dashed. He was too young and looked like a nobleman. When the wind in Fucheng blew, his complexion didn't look good. Besides, everyone around him called him Mr. Zhou, respectfully, and he was not someone who was easy to offend.

Lao Li was discouraged and didn't say much along the way.

The young Mr. Zhou, who was sitting in the middle of the back of the car, didn't seem to feel neglected. The first thing he said when he got on the car was: "Director Li, can we get the group of workers back before the New Year?"

Lao Li was shocked and looked back.

He said again, as if he was competing with each other, "Why do we need to get them back?

We can't even pay their wages." The fat young man next to Mr. Zhou immediately smiled and said, "Director Li, our Mr. Zhou asked you to find them, and we are here to solve your problem."

Lao Li still couldn't believe it.

Turning back, he said, "Even if the salary is paid, it's not just a funding issue. I've been on the production line for so many years. Since more than a decade ago, we have been working hard to increase production and find ways to increase efficiency. I dare say there is no problem with machines and labor, but this can't be done."

Old Li knew what was going on. Two years ago, Fucheng was the first place to be transformed.

He thought it was saved, but later it was nothing.

He didn't expect this young Zhou to see the root of the problem. It was nothing more than a relationship with the boss above, and he came down to experience life.

As a result, he heard Zhou Sheng say.

"Please try your best to find people, Director Li, and we will find as many as we can."

"As far as I know, the people who were laid off before the New Year are all old factory workers. They are unfamiliar with electronics, new technology and other fields, but they are a group of backbone talents with the most old technology. I have an appointment with a machinery production company to discuss cooperation this afternoon. I can only trouble Director Li to do this for me."

Old Li didn't even care about losing his composure.

He turned to look at Zhou Sheng again, frowned and asked: "Are you serious?"

Zhou Sheng smiled: "I will never let the truly capable people lose their jobs."

Lao Li rubbed his hands, and a flame ignited in his heart again.

He is an old factory director, and now he can't even guarantee the survival of the workers. He feels guilty.

The words of the young man in front of him gave him a little hope again.

He thought, what if.

Lao Li sat in the front row, didn't look back, just nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, then I'll contact them."

The so-called expansion of territory is not really that easy.

From the day Zhou Sheng landed in Fucheng, he didn't even have time to go to the arranged residence, and he started working non-stop.

Go down to the front line, find problems, and solve problems.

The feeling is similar to taking over the Zhou family's industry in a hurry.

Busy but not wasted.

With feet on the ground, step by step, focused and down-to-earth.

This process of holding things in your hands little by little is not like the last few years of his previous life, when everyone was groping in the dark and couldn't see where tomorrow was. Times have changed. Industry benefits the people, and every step has visible results.

Zhou Sheng didn't seem to feel tired.

But the intensity of his work really scared Xu Chao and Qian Sheng.

Half a month after arriving in Fucheng.

Because it was raining, Xu Chao forced him to rest for a day.

Zhou Sheng lived alone.

The two-bedroom, one-living room house was not very good, and it was even more different from the Donghu villa where he had lived for almost a month.

Zhou Sheng adapted well.

With complete water and electricity, and he rarely cooked, the house was just a place for him to sleep.

At noon that day, Xu Chao brought a bowl of wontons into the house.

He said, "Brother Sheng, Director Li's wife made it, and she insisted on bringing it to you to try."

"Thank her for me."

"Of course," Xu Chao said.

Xu Chao gradually showed his talent here. Most of the time, he followed Zhou Sheng to help him deal with many things that he couldn't take care of. He cooperated in every aspect, and even Zhou Sheng sometimes felt that they had a tacit understanding as if they had been running in for many years.

Zhou Sheng was still wearing pajamas. Because of the bad weather, the light in the house was dim.

Xu Chao came in with a damp face, and Zhou Sheng asked him to go to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe himself.

Xu Chao went to the bathroom but did not touch Zhou Sheng's things.

In his opinion, although Zhou Sheng got along well with them here, his life was just as simple, and he won admiration from everyone in a short time.

But that difference was easy to detect.

After washing his hands in the bathroom, Xu Chao glanced at the small window of the bathroom and said loudly: "Brother Sheng, why don't you take a break for two more days? I think the rain will never stop."

Xu Chao did not hear the answer, and when he went out, he found that Zhou Sheng was watching the news.

The TV reported that a place called Linshun County under Fucheng had flooded.

Xu Chao sighed as soon as he saw it. He was surprised and said

: "Brother Sheng, isn't this the place you asked Brother Xiao Zhu to take people to collect materials?"

Zhou Sheng looked at the TV without moving his eyes, "Call and see if you can contact them."

Xu Chao took out his mobile phone.

He dialed the number, and after a few seconds, "The call cannot be connected, the line is busy."

Zhou Sheng pondered for a while, without hesitation, and stood up with his clothes.

"Let's find a car and go."

Xu Chao disagreed, "Brother Sheng, there is a disaster there now, and the road may be closed. And Brother Xiao Zhu is so alert, it shouldn't be a big deal."

...

Half a month after joining the crew, the crew of "Floating Life Dream" realized how bad the filming conditions were.

The film and television city originally planned was not the first filming location.

They were in a corner in the southwest of an unknown place.

There were a lot of rainforest scenes, which was a big test for the crew and actors.

It had been raining for three days.

The filming could not go on at all. The

whole crew withdrew from the mountainous area, but all subways and buses stopped running, and everyone was trapped in a small hotel in a county town.

The Internet was full of disaster reports.

Or information about celebrity donations.

The small group actors downstairs squatted in the lobby downstairs to chat at noon.

"I think the situation is quite serious. There is a landslide in the village below. Have you donated?"

"I donated less. I heard that the male lead of our play donated a full five million."

Someone sighed: "When will I be so famous that I can spend five million at a time."

"If you ask me, it's a good thing that no one knows that we are shooting in this place, otherwise the fans of the leading actors will be crazy."

"Director Yang's play is very confidential."

At this time, several staff members came in from outside with big bags.

They shouted, "It's time to eat!"

This interrupted the discussion of the group of people.

It happened that several young actors came down from the second floor, one of whom was Ren Qixuan.

He found the staff member familiar with the place and said, "The director and the others are discussing work upstairs. I'll take the lunch up."

The staff member handed him another bag of separately packed lunch boxes.

"Thank you for your hard work."

After he left, the extras started to grumble.

"This Ren Qixuan is quite popular, right? Why is he doing the odd jobs of the stage manager?"

"Don't you know? His role in the crew is very small this time, and he is very close to the people. The crew is now privately saying that he is here to chase the actor Chu."

"Didn't they refute the rumor online before? But it's true. They chased each other to this desolate mountain and acted together, and now they are locked up in this small shabby hotel together. Maybe they are really together."

"Stop talking about it."

Someone reminded: "Last time, Chu's assistant heard someone gossiping about it, and he scolded the person fiercely. I think the people in his team are very sensitive about this matter, so don't spread it."

At this time, it was the seventh floor of the hotel.

The director and the leading actors of the crew lived on this floor.

When Ren Qixuan knocked on Chu Qinbai's door with a lunch box, the creative team was all there.

When director Yang Zhicheng saw it was him, he waved and said, "Qixuan, come in, come in, how can I ask you to run errands to help get the food? We are talking about the play, you come and listen."

Ren Qixuan smiled and greeted, saying, "It's okay, it's my duty, everyone, let's eat first, otherwise it will get cold."

Yang Zhicheng was discussing the key points with Chu Qinbai and couldn't stop talking.

But when he saw that everyone stood up, he also patted Chu Qinbai's shoulder next to him.

"Forget it, let's eat first. I don't think we can resume work in this situation for a while."

The conditions in this place are very limited.

Even the best room has so-so facilities.

"Brother Chu." Ren Qixuan handed over the lunch box.

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, turned around to find the charging plug, and casually said, "Put it there, I'll get it myself later."

Ren Qixuan raised his hand awkwardly, and soon took it back silently.

Others who noticed this scene coughed dryly and deliberately changed the subject and asked with a smile: "Brother Chu, we all squeezed into your room to eat, you don't mind, right?"

Chu Qinbai found a power bank and plugged it in. "No problem, when I was filming "Crossing the Mountain" with your director Yang, not to mention a room, I slept in a desert tent, and even worse, I slept under the tent. I don't care about this."

Yang Zhicheng wanted to hit him.

He laughed and scolded: "You, the big actor Chu, are now famous, do you hold a grudge against me?"

"I dare not."

Everyone around knew that the director and Chu Qinbai had known each other for many years.

For a while, the atmosphere was relaxed and everyone laughed.

Someone sighed while eating: "Fortunately, there is a generator here, otherwise I don't know what to do. It's just that there is no network signal. I sleep in the room every day. I can't even go online to kill time."

"Be content." The person next to him complained, "Fortunately we came out in time, otherwise we might be trapped in the mountains now."

Someone turned on the TV in Chu Qinbai's room.

Without the Internet, we can only watch the real-time broadcast report.

Good fields, houses, villages and cities are all submerged in floods.

The key is that the rain is still falling.

A reporter wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella stood in the shallow water of a residential building and reported: "At present, we can see that the low-lying areas of the entire Linshun County have been affected by the disaster, and rescue materials and personnel from various places have arrived one after another. The heavy rain continues, the water level continues to rise, and the transfer of personnel is a major difficulty in the current rescue. From behind me, I can see that many of our enthusiastic citizens have spontaneously joined the volunteer rescue team to carry out the difficult transfer work."

Chu Qinbai glanced at the camera while turning on his mobile phone.

He lowered his head, then suddenly raised it again, and his eyebrows gradually gathered.

In the reporter's camera.

Three or four people came down from the yellow rescue rubber boat that had just docked.

The man who participated in the rescue at the front, probably took off his vest and put it on the child in his arms. His black long coat was wet by the rain, revealing his thin figure.

He had just handed the child to a couple who came down from behind. He

was stopped by the reporter.

Perhaps he didn't expect it, and his eyes looking at the camera were a little surprised.

The reporter put the microphone to his lips and asked in the wind and rain, "Sir, what's your name?"

The man being questioned looked pale under the rain, but not embarrassed.

His eyes and demeanor could even be described as calm.

He nodded, "No need to ask, my last name is Zhou."

☆ 23. Chapter 22 (1)

Chapter 22 (1)

Only two people in the crew knew about Chu Qinbai's private affairs.

Before the person in the camera had time to be interviewed, he was called away by others. The people in the room who saw this scene just sighed: "Although this is not appropriate in the face of a disaster, Mr. Zhou just now looked very kind."

"Indeed." Someone changed the subject and said: "The situation outside is quite serious."

"We are in the local area, so we just don't cause trouble for the rescue work. In addition, we should pay money and help a little."

Everyone's attention was on the flood.

No one noticed Chu Qinbai's subtle reaction.

Chu Qinbai turned on his mobile phone first.

There was no signal at all.

He opened WeChat and remembered that he had blocked the person long ago.

He was looking at his phone the whole time. Director Yang Zhicheng nudged his arm with his lunch box and whispered, "What are you doing? Don't you want to eat? Let me make it clear first. I don't know about your relationship with Ren Qixuan. You didn't mention it before the filming started. I can't just replace you now, can I?"

Chu Qinbai tilted his head and asked him, "When will the communication be restored?"

Yang Zhicheng reasonably suspected that he didn't hear what he was saying at all.

He still answered, "They said they were repairing it. It must be night. No, your agency knows that we are fine here. Why do you care when it will be restored?"

Chu Qinbai turned off his phone.

"It's fine."

It was about seven o'clock in the evening.

Chu Xuming, who was far away in Lancheng, received a call.

"Is everything okay over there?" Chu Xuming asked immediately. "Is the signal good?"

Chu Qinbai stood by the window of the room and could see the sporadic lights in the county town. He put his hands in his pockets and said, "It's just restored."

"That's good." Chu Xuming said, "Who knew that your crew actually went there? If I hadn't known the news in advance, I would have..."

"Have you contacted Zhou Sheng?" Chu Qinbai interrupted him.

Chu Xuming was stunned: "Zhou Sheng? Didn't he go to Fucheng?"

"Fucheng?" Chu Qinbai frowned. Chu Xuming

was surprised: "You don't know? He has been there for a while. Shengyu and Zhou's cooperation has already started. I heard that his actions there have already had significant results. We will have a business trip together in a while, so we should see each other." Chu Xuming paused here, "No, I said Fucheng is not far from you, how come you found me when you were looking for your people?" Chu Qinbai only said: "

He should be here now, his phone is not working, see if there is any other way to contact him."

Half an hour later, Chu Xuming sent a number.

He added two explanations.

The first sentence: This is the phone number of someone in his team that I asked for. The second

sentence: You guys are almost done, you are all in the same place and you are still quarreling. Especially you, if you have something to say, you can't let go of your face, don't make a fuss.

The problem is that they don't even talk about quarreling.

They have never contacted each other, and of course they are not in a relationship where they will contact each other for no reason.

But not having contact is one thing, but after such a long time, someone who was thought to be in Lancheng and going out early and coming back late suddenly appeared on TV. Even if it was Chu Qinbai, it would be ridiculous to accept it at that moment.

Especially since Zhou Sheng left Lancheng at about the same time as him.

But he only got the news from someone else.

This feeling really makes people... extra concerned.

Chen Dengdeng got the number and called without thinking.

This hotel was booked by their crew, but because of the disaster, the work could not be carried out. She stayed in her room all afternoon, and only later found out that Mr. Zhou was here.

When she first heard the news, she was shocked. She

thought he was here to see Brother Chu. But

it turned out that she thought too much. Mr. Zhou was on the other side of the county where the disaster was very serious. They couldn't contact him at all. Someone from the hotel would come to notify them every two hours and not let them go out at will. Brother Chu

's face had been ugly for the whole afternoon.

Communication was indeed restored, and the call was quickly connected. She excitedly opened her mouth and whispered to Chu Qinbai, "It's connected."

The other party said hello, and probably because it was still affected by the rain, there was a crackling sound of electricity in the phone.

Chen Dengdeng was used to being an assistant, so she habitually introduced herself first and said, "Hello, I am Chu Qinbai's assistant, my name is Chen Dengdeng. May I ask..."

The other party interrupted her, "Girl, I am the agent of the movie queen Qu Ruyi. Why did you lie to me, a man? I am not her fan. I am busy. I hang up."

Chen Dengdeng, who was rudely hung up on the phone, looked at her boss innocently. Poor: "I was taken as a liar."

Chu Qinbai gave her a speechless look and stretched out his hand to her, "Give it to me."

At this time, it was less than two kilometers away from the hotel.

A temporary rescue station.

The blue waterproof cloth supported an area of ​​less than 50 square meters. Two white light bulbs were hung on the wooden stakes outside. Under the light, you can see the dense drizzle.

There were many plastic stools inside, and several boxes of mineral water were piled on the ground.

Xu Chao gave the last portion of food in the carton to an old man.

Then he grabbed a bag of bread next to him and walked to the side.

"Brother Sheng, you guys should eat something too."

Zhou Sheng was standing with the local professional rescue team, motioning Xu Chao to give the food to others.

The captain of the rescue team, a 35-year-old man, waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, we have all eaten. This time thanks to you, otherwise our temporary point would definitely be in a mess."

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "You're polite, we just happened to meet."

The captain just felt lucky.

When he met Zhou Sheng and his team in the afternoon, the high water level area was short of manpower for rescue.

Without their participation, these people could not be brought in at all.

Moreover, this man named Zhou Sheng didn't talk much, but he was determined in his actions. Moreover, he seemed to be very familiar with emergency situations. From arrangements to rescue, everything was carried out in an orderly manner, no worse than professionals.

The captain of the team looked around and was still anxious.

"Now the personnel are packed everywhere, and we don't know if the more than 30 people here can be settled tonight."

Zhu Qin, who was next to him, just hung up the phone.

Zhou Sheng thought it was something at work, so he distracted himself and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Mr. Zhou, it's a scam call."

His "Mr. Zhou" startled the rescue team leader, who looked at Zhou Sheng in surprise.

Although it can be seen that Zhou Sheng's identity should not be simple, the fact that someone who can be called the general manager would come to do these things with them made this surprise more real.

Just after he finished speaking, Zhu Qin's phone rang again.

He took it out and saw that it was the same number as before.

He couldn't help muttering, "What's going on? It's endless."

He pressed the answer button: "I don't apply for a card, I don't buy things, I don't..."

"Where is Zhou Sheng?" the other party asked directly.

Zhu Qin was stunned at first, wondering how the voice became male.

Then he listened again, looking for Zhou Sheng?

Zhu Qin looked at Zhou Sheng who was looking at him, pointed at the phone, "Mr. Zhou, it seems to be looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Zhou Sheng paused for only a second, then picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Me."

Zhou Sheng heard it, and was surprised because he heard it.

"Mr. Chu?"

Chu Qinbai: "There is no Mr. here, where are you?"

Zhou Sheng's first reaction was that he had returned to Lancheng, and he thought he didn't see the person calling because he was not at home.

He said: "In another place, in the south, a place called Linshun County."

Chu Qinbai: "I know you are in Linshun County, I want to ask you where you are in the county now?"

Zhou Sheng looked confused.

Chu Qinbai seemed to know what he was hesitating about, and explained: "I'm here too."

"You... are in Linshun County?" This time it was Zhou Sheng who felt incredible. He didn't ask him why he was here first, but immediately asked: "Are you okay?"

Chu Qinbai: "No."

Zhou Sheng was relieved now and had time to answer his previous question, "Since it's safe, don't move easily. I'm at the temporary rescue point. If there is an emergency around you, call this number and someone will be sent over."

Chu Qinbai didn't speak for a while on the phone.

Zhou Sheng thought the signal was cut off, took off the phone and took a look, then put it back to his ear: "Hello, can you hear me?"

"Yes." Chu Qinbai answered briefly.

After two seconds, he stated: "It's not raining yet, and it sounds like you're outside."

Zhou Sheng walked to the side and flipped through the remaining supplies at hand.

Replied to him: "Almost, this is just a temporary place, and the rescued people are still waiting for the resettlement notice."

Chu Qinbai asked him after a while: "How many people are there in total?"

"Thirty-eight." Zhou Sheng had a specific list of people.

He actually just answered casually, but Chu Qinbai quickly said, "Give me the specific address, I'll arrange it."

When he hung up the phone, Zhou Sheng was silent for half a minute.

Then he called Xu Chao and said, "You go and inform the captain and let him make the final personnel confirmation."

"Has the resettlement point been confirmed?" Xu Chao was surprised.

Now the situation is unclear, they have prepared to stay in this place tonight, but there are children and the elderly among them, which inevitably makes people worry about their conditions.

Zhou Sheng paused and nodded, "Probably. Anyway, pack up your things first and get everyone ready."

Two hours later, at ten o'clock in the evening.

The hotel booked by the "Floating Dream" film crew received more than 30 people who could not be resettled.

The hall was brightly lit.

People came and went to deliver water and towels, and the hotel owner even boiled two large pots of ginger soup overnight.

The captain of the rescue team still didn't know the situation.

Because they basically saw the staff behind the scenes, they just thought that the people living here were also the people who were arranged first.

He pulled one of the middle-aged men with a big beard who looked like the person in charge, who was actually the director Yang Zhicheng, and said, "Thank you for your help."

"It's all my duty, it's all my duty."

Yang Zhicheng asked the team to bring out some more towels from the hotel, and spoke with real emotion, "In the face of difficulties, we are united. What we can do is limited, and it's you who are working hard. Although this place is not big, it's not a problem to squeeze in and arrange these people. If we hadn't received the news, it would be difficult for us to help. Don't be polite."

The two parties met up, and the leaders of both sides who could make the decision talked again.

The matter was finally settled.

After arranging things, Yang Zhicheng called someone over and asked, "Where is Chu Qinbai?"

"Brother Chu went outside." The staff looked at the door and answered, "It seems that there is one last group of people on the way, probably to pick someone up."

Yang Zhicheng shook his head and complained, "No sense."

The staff laughed, "Director, you are afraid that Brother Chu will cause chaos. In fact, it won't happen. The situation is like this. No one can get excited to see a star. Besides, it's not that no one recognized you just now, and no one thought it was a big deal."

Yang Zhicheng was still puzzled.

In such a small place, where did Chu Qinbai get the news? As soon as

the communication was restored, a group of people immediately arranged to pick him up, which made him, the director, feel ashamed.

At this time, on the road outside the hotel.

Chen Dengdeng held up his small flower umbrella and kept looking at the other side.

After seeing no movement for a long time, he turned his head and stared at the man next to him who was as still as a mountain.

He said carefully, "Brother Chu, why don't you go back first? I can stay here and wait."

"Take your umbrella." Chu Qinbai frowned and hid back.

Chen Dengdeng stuck out her tongue and took a step to the side.

By chance, a beam of car lights shone in the distance.

A small gray van broke through the darkness and waded through the water to gradually approach this place.

Chen Dengdeng: "I'm coming."

The car stopped less than ten steps away from the two.

The car door opened with a bang.

A black umbrella was stretched out first.

Zhou Sheng stepped on the ground, got out of the car, raised the umbrella, and saw Chu Qinbai standing not far away with the same black umbrella.

The rain hit the umbrella and made a crackling sound.

Zhou Sheng looked for a while and smiled slowly: "Sorry for the wait."

——Xu

Chao, who was traveling with Zhou Sheng, was not surprised to see Chu Qinbai.

He knew the real situation better than others.

But Zhu Qin and another colleague were different.

They were trapped the day before they were about to leave Linshun County. They had just checked out of the hotel and didn't know how to deal with it. They never expected that Zhou Sheng would come in person.

When they came, they happened to encounter the local danger. Yu Yan Yu Yan

If they had worked with him before, they would have admired Zhou Sheng's ability, but after this period, it was not just admiration. What was

even more unexpected was that they could bump into a big movie star in such a place.

What was even more amazing was that this big movie star seemed to know Zhou Sheng.

Zhu Qin looked at the backs of the two people walking in front.

He came under Xu Chao's umbrella, hooked his neck and asked: "Chao'er, you have known Mr. Zhou earlier than the rest of us, tell me, what's going on?"

"Brother Zhu, I advise you not to ask." Xu Chao

has always kept silent about Zhou Sheng's private affairs. As long as someone asks, he knows nothing anyway.

Zhu Qin is not someone who is easy to deal with. He did not immediately associate the previous gossip in the company with marriage. He just guessed: "Could our CEO Zhou be dating Mr. Chu? No matter their work environment, profession, or status, these two people seem to be completely unrelated. Nothing else makes sense."

Xu Chao took Zhu Qin's arm.

He glanced at Zhu Qin lightly and said, "Have you ever seen people in love who never call each other or contact each other?"

Listening carefully, there was actually a lot of dissatisfaction in his words.

"That makes sense." Zhu Qin nodded seriously, "With the intensity and schedule of our CEO Zhou's work, even if they are in love, they have to break up." "

Can you speak?"

Xu Chao gritted his teeth and bumped into him, suppressing his voice and said, "Why did Brother Sheng break up because of work? He Chu Qinbai is not much better."

"Didn't you say they have no relationship?" Zhu Qin looked at him with a smile, "I didn't say Chu Qinbai, why are you so excited?"

Xu Chao knew that he was being tricked.

But he was not afraid, and confirmed: "I'm not excited, and they were not in a relationship anyway." They

just got married.

Although Chu Qinbai helped a lot tonight.

But Xu Chao's dissatisfaction with him has gone from a little bit at the beginning to more and more now.

Anyway, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his brother Sheng.

How could two married people live like this.

In Fucheng, except for private time, he basically stayed with Zhou Sheng.

So he could see clearly what the two of them were like.

There were not many people left in the lobby.

When Chu Qinbai brought people in, it didn't attract much attention. The faces of the people in twos and threes were tired. When they saw the few people coming in in the rain, they just glanced at them casually, and no one said much.

The arrangements for the evening have been finalized, and basically two or three people squeezed into one room.

Zhou Sheng and his friends came last, and the space was limited.

Before Xu Chao could say that he wanted to live with Zhou Sheng, Zhu Qin covered his mouth from behind.

Little Zhu, who smiled like Maitreya Buddha, looked at Chu Qinbai.

He said, "Mr. Chu, our CEO Zhou has been running around all day. We don't mind, but we don't want him to be squeezed with us. Since you two know each other, could you please take care of our CEO Zhou?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at Zhou Sheng, whose umbrella was being taken away by Chen Dengdeng.

He nodded, "Sure."

"That's troublesome. Let's go to the room first."

Then he covered Xu Chao and walked upstairs.

He didn't even have a chance to speak.

Chen Dengdeng was still talking to Zhou Sheng: "Mr. Zhou, I see that your clothes are all wet. Go take a shower first. I'll get you a bowl of ginger soup later."

"Thank you." Zhou Sheng said.

Chen Dengdeng waved his hand: "Don't be polite to me."

Before Zhou Sheng could react, he had been arranged.

Ten minutes later, he stood in Chu Qinbai's room. He

didn't seem to feel anything after a long period of cold wind and rain.

Now standing in a brightly lit room, his body seemed to become dull.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot?" Chu Qinbai, who was walking behind him, pushed him on the shoulder.

He pushed him straight to the bathroom door, "If you feel dizzy, open the small window. There is hot water on the left."

"I don't feel dizzy." Zhou Sheng said, holding the door open and looking back.

Chu Qinbai's eyes swept across his pale face, especially when the light shone on it, the bluish and white mottled cold color of the back of his hand exposed outside became more obvious.

Chu Qinbai frowned, "What I said is don't stay in there for too long with the window closed. You are not dizzy now, but I think you are starting to feel dizzy. Go in quickly."

Zhou Sheng sighed, "Mr. Chu, you are still the same as always."

He was so choking when he spoke.

They didn't talk much all the way in.

Zhou Sheng stood opposite him at the bathroom door and said, "Thank you for meeting me today, so far away."

Chu Qinbai propped up the door frame with one hand.

"First of all, it wasn't a coincidence. I made a lot of calls, but in the end, your colleague thought I was a liar. In addition, you should be thankful that there is electricity here, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you even if you happened to be on TV. Although seeing you on TV wasn't much of a surprise, it was quite frightening, but there was no need to thank me."

"Finally, are you going to stand here and talk to me until dawn?"

Zhou Sheng stood there with a chill in his bones. He

was originally lifeless, but he made the man in front of him laugh.

He changed the way he said it and said, "Thank you for your timely call."

After that, he walked into the door and looked at the door frame, "Take your hand away, it's going to press."

Chu Qinbai stared at him expressionlessly, took his hand away and stood up.

When Zhou Sheng came out again, the coldness had faded away.

He came in a hurry and didn't bring any luggage. He

borrowed his clothes from Chu Qinbai. It was

a white cotton shirt with a very comfortable fabric.

It was a good fit for him except that it was a little loose.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Chu Qinbai was standing by the window. He had taken off his coat and was installing something with his head down. He didn't turn around when he heard the noise, but said, "The hair dryer is in the drawer, and the ginger soup that Chen Dengdeng brought is on the table, take it yourself."

"Is that my phone?" Zhou Sheng asked as he went to get the hair dryer.

He noticed as soon as he came out that Chu Qinbai was fiddling with the phone that he had dropped into the water.

The cover and screen were separated, and various parts were spread all over the table.

Chu Qinbai kept moving, "I saw that your phone is broken. It has been soaked in water for too long."

"It's indeed not short." Zhou Sheng couldn't find the hair dryer for a while, so he squatted on the ground and said while looking for it, "I actually picked it up when it fell in, and then put it in my pocket, but my clothes can squeeze out water, so when I took it out again, it was completely scrapped. But I didn't know that you could actually repair mobile phones?"

Chu Qinbai heard constant rustling movements behind him. He took the time

to look back.

He paused for a moment.

He was clearly the man in the news who could remain calm and say "Excuse me, your surname is Zhou" in the chaos. Even half an hour ago, he was seen saying "Sorry for the wait" and holding an umbrella, not wanting to be hit by the wind and rain. But

now he was wearing his own clothes, with wet hair, squatting in his room looking for something.

Chu Qinbai was stunned for a moment.

He walked over, bent down behind him and opened another drawer, "Here."

"Oh, thank you." Zhou Sheng took it from him.

He stood up and looked back, with surprise in his eyes, "You haven't answered my question just now."

"What question, repairing mobile phones?"

Zhou Sheng nodded, "This is also considered a technical job. If you don't want to be an actor in the future, you can do this."

Chu Qinbai was so angry that he laughed.

He was used to the great contrast that this person would occasionally show. He

still had the mood to ask: "Do you think this job is good?"

Sure enough. Zhou Sheng: "Mobile phones are a must-have item for modern people, right?

There is a huge demand. I also heard many of them say that if they don't work, they will go to apply screen protectors. Since everyone wants to do screen protectors, at least being able to repair them is more profitable than applying screen protectors." "Stop talking nonsense." Chu Qinbai simply couldn't bear to listen. He picked up the towel on the chair and threw it to him, "Go blow your hair. Even if I can repair mobile phones, I won't apply screen protectors in the future. Don't bother with this." Zhou Sheng was just talking about the topic casually. Who knew this person had such a shallow patience. After drying his hair and coming out, Chu Qinbai gave him a new mobile phone. "What is this?" Chu Qinbai: "I put a spare phone in the group, and I give it to you." Zhou Sheng's demand for electronic products is not high. But nowadays, it is difficult to move without a mobile phone in this world, and it is necessary for work. He didn't refuse, but just said: "How much? I'll give it to you." Chu Qinbai glanced at him indifferently, "I don't lack the money for a mobile phone." Words like "free" will not appear in Zhou Sheng's dictionary. If there is no cash, then transfer the money. But Zhou Sheng realized a problem when he got the new phone. All social software used to work with fingerprints, but now it doesn't work. He doesn't even know the initial login password. Fortunately, the SIM card can be used, but it is more troublesome to retrieve the password. Chu Qinbai went out and was fiddling with his phone. When he came back, he was still fiddling with his phone. He had just finished taking a shower and was half lying on the bed, still using his phone. Chu Qinbai stood by the bed, wiping his hair and frowning. "Are you so addicted to the Internet?" Zhou Sheng raised his eyes, "Did you block me?" Chu Qinbai paused, feeling like he was being questioned . The next second Zhou Sheng said, "Pull me out and help me verify the information." Chu Qinbai: "..." The final result was that Zhou Sheng got a new number. Chu Qinbai applied for it. He was the only one in the friend list. Zhou Sheng looked at it for a long time and asked him, "Why do you have to use a new one? I have many acquaintances in the old account now." Chu Qinbai said coldly, "No one told you? The old account's avatar is too ugly, and the name is also eye-catching." Zhou Sheng said bluntly, "You are the only one who said that." Chu Qinbai: "Then they are really kind." Zhou Sheng actually doesn't use social software very much. He makes more phone calls, text messages, and even emails at work. He rarely replies to WeChat messages. His avatar is a selfie, a photo of Zhou Sheng with yellow hair in the past. His nickname is Lancheng, you Zhou Shao. People who have added him say at most that Mr. Zhou may not look young and frivolous, but Zhou Sheng never cares. Chu Qinbai is indeed the first person to be so straightforward. But Zhou Sheng is used to it. It's just a new account, it's the same. There is only one bed in the room. Zhou Sheng is a little tired and lies down early. In this environment nowadays, no one has any objection to sleeping in a bed. After all, there are many people outside who don't even have a bed. The sound of rain suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, and the rain increased again. Chu Qinbai woke up without warning and stared at the ceiling in silence for a few seconds. The breathing of another person beside his ear was almost inaudible. He turned his head to look over. There was no light on, only a vague outline. Zhou Sheng slept very properly, with his hands folded in front of him, sleeping quietly in the quilt and pillow. Chu Qinbai didn't think twice and reached out his left hand to touch his forehead. When he felt the temperature, he couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck." - The body actually has warnings. For example, before going to bed, he felt hot and cold, and the soles of his feet seemed to be soaked in cold water and couldn't warm up. Before entering the room, he said that he didn't feel dizzy, but after taking a shower for half an hour, he felt a little confused. Zhou Sheng himself knew that he couldn't escape this disease. During that period of time, he couldn't afford to slack off at work, and now he was soaking in the rain for too long. But he had a room and a bed. Once he relaxed his mind, the urgent feeling of wanting to sleep became more obvious, so he let it go. The only thing he didn't expect was that Chu Qinbai would find out in the middle of the night. When Zhou Sheng was woken up to take the antipyretic medicine, his eyes were hazy when he just opened them. The bedside lamp was on, and Chu Qinbai, who was kneeling on one leg on the edge of the bed beside him, was shrouded in a halo of light, which didn't seem real. Zhou Sheng's consciousness had not yet returned, as if he was still in his childhood in a dream. The unhappiness of being woken up made him unconsciously bury himself in the quilt, as if facing his mother, muttering: "Sleep for another half an hour, just half an hour." Chu Qinbai pulled the quilt down to stop this childish behavior. The tone was not good, "Half an hour, sleep for another ten minutes and you will have a fever and go crazy, wake up." Zhou Sheng was completely awakened by the ruthless voice. He tilted his head and stared at the person for a long time. He murmured: "Ah, it's you, Mr. Chu." Even in this situation, he still didn't forget to call someone Mr. Chu in a literary way, and there was a little regret in his tone. "What, are you disappointed?" Chu Qinbai completely opened his quilt, pulled out the pillow under his head and put it behind him, "It's 40 degrees, I can't go to the hospital now, take the medicine first and see how it goes." Zhou Sheng then supported himself and sat up. Leaning against the head of the bed, "Thank you for your help." Chu Qinbai: "Mr. Zhou has helped a lot of people. Now I'm sick, so it's only right for me to trouble others." Although his tone was just like that, Zhou Sheng was surprised that this was not a sarcastic remark. Zhou Sheng took the medicine from his palm and took the water cup, "It's just a little bit of help, and I can't do anything extra." After he swallowed it, Chu Qinbai took the water cup, got up from the bed and put it aside. Zhou Sheng listened to the sound of rain outside the window and looked at the dark night. He asked Chu Qinbai: "What time is it now?" "Three o'clock in the morning." After saying that, he probably heard Zhou Sheng use the word time twice in a short period of time, and then said: "Yinshi." Zhou Sheng didn't pay much attention to this little difference. He just looked outside and said: "I don't know how long this rain will last." This is not an inquiry, it's more like asking himself. Chu Qinbai looked back at the man sitting under the bedside lamp. The quilt was pulled up to his waist. He was no longer the man who was interested in asking him to fix his phone two or three hours ago. He seemed to have lost weight. This was something Chu Qinbai noticed at that moment. Zhou Sheng was considered thin in Lancheng, but on such a night, he suddenly found that he was a little thinner than before.

The wrist bones of the hand on the quilt were clearly visible.

Especially when he heard his words of worry about the rain.

It even reminded him of the word "fragile".

Chu Qinbai didn't show it on his face, but said lightly: "Take care of yourself first. Countless people across the country are watching this heavy rain, it will eventually pass." It

was the first time he heard words of comfort from his mouth.

Zhou Sheng smiled, "I know."

It will eventually pass.

This was not just a simple self-hypnosis at the moment. Zhou Sheng saw it with his own eyes today, so he believed it even more.

In a stable environment, with a warm quilt and bed.

It was supposed to be a good night, but since waking up, Zhou Sheng couldn't sleep much.

He felt weak.

He just reminded Chu Qinbai: "You should be fine after taking the medicine, you should go to sleep."

Chu Qinbai sat back like him, and neither of them spoke. It was very quiet around.

After quieting down, Zhou Sheng realized that Chu Qinbai's mark was very obvious in this room.

It was very clean, and there was a small blue-green bottle on the bedside table.

The scent was Chu Qinbai's usual scent. Zhou Sheng couldn't describe it. It seemed to be a little clearer than the wood fragrance, cold, but it made people feel warm on such a night.

Zhou Sheng started chatting, "Didn't you go to the film and television city at first? Why did you come here?"

Chu Qinbai: "This play needs to take some unique scenes here. It will be troublesome to miss the season for post-production."

Zhou Sheng thought of the large and small bags he had before leaving Lancheng. He

unconsciously curved his mouth and said, "I thought you all stayed in five-star hotels when filming. Your grandmother also said that you were served by others and couldn't take care of yourself. Now it seems that it's not the case."

Chu Qinbai glanced at him.

He cooperated and said, "Just like this matter, do you think she can still be happy to bury me after telling me everything?"

Zhou Sheng answered after a while, "Indeed, she can't."

Reporting good news but not bad news, it seems that most people are like this to the people they care about.

They talked about this and that, there was nothing important, and most of them were Zhou Sheng's questions. For example, he knew that many movies and TV shows nowadays are shot in green screens, that good special effects are very expensive, and that he also invested in this movie.

Chu Qinbai would basically answer whatever he asked.

Zhou Sheng didn't quite remember when he fell asleep. At the

end of his consciousness, there was only a faint fragrance.

The smell filled the entire room, staining the quilt and pillowcase covering his body. At

seven o'clock the next morning, there was gradually movement in the corridor.

Because of the chaos last night, most people already knew that a film crew was living here.

The people in the crew didn't deliberately hide it, but they asked everyone to keep it confidential when it came to the situation inside the crew.

In the morning, they drank porridge downstairs, and many people gathered together to chat.

The production team and logistics were at the same table.

Someone laughed and said, "When filming, encountering such a thing, doesn't it mean that good things take time, and our movie is going to be a big hit?"

"Superstitious." The person next to him immediately said, "Director Yang is directing it himself, and with Brother Chu as a living signboard, what do you think? Besides, count the past, which movie of Chu Qinbai has performed poorly? Even if the box office is lower, the reputation has never been a failure."

Speaking of this, someone muttered in a low voice.

"It seems that among the people we picked up last night, there are people that Brother Chu knows, and they even stayed together at night."

Someone sneered: "So what? I slept with three people last night."

Everyone at the table laughed and scolded.

"Who said that!"

"That's right, I was just saying that I know them. The moment you said that, I can see how incorrect your thinking is!"

The person being scolded was speechless: "Who told you to bring this up suddenly? I just remembered that Brother Chu knocked on the director's door in the middle of the night yesterday and took out special antipyretic medicine. Everyone in the crew knows about this, okay?"

"Is it that Mr. Zhou? Is he sick?"

"Which Mr. Zhou?"

"The one that Brother Chu picked up last night. It was quite late at that time, so I just saw him and didn't see him clearly."

"How is he?"

This is the trouble of being trapped here. Any slight movement in the crew will spread quickly.

There is nothing new, so people will naturally focus on the most eye-catching things.

People who had not heard of the situation before asked one after another.

The original whistleblower waved his hand, "Don't gossip, if you have the guts, go ask Brother Chu in person."

"Forget it, I don't dare."

"People who haven't dared to say a word to him since joining the crew said that it's better to ask the director than to ask him. Anyway, I'm really a little afraid of him."

No one noticed that there were several people standing at the stairs.

The crew also clung to each other privately. The people standing there were those who had a good relationship with Ren Qixuan.

Ren Qixuan has now signed with Shengkai and has a bright future. Small actors want to curry favor with him, and big actors don't want to offend him. People in the team are even more supportive of him. Where he is, people naturally say good things.

Immediately, someone looked in the direction of the table and said disdainfully: "These people are so boring. Brother Chu is kind enough to help, but they are just gossiping behind people's backs."

Someone on the side responded, "Rumors are sometimes spread like this. Why haven't I heard about that Mr. Zhou?"

Ren Qixuan was dressed in casual clothes, a new movie star, with traffic and people supporting him.

Even if you look at the entire circle, that face is considered outstanding.

Most people in the crew knew his selfishness, but he said every word beautifully and behaved well.

He said to his assistant, "Go and ask if there was such a person last night. The crew is a mixed bag, and many ordinary people who don't know the situation came last night. If it gets out of hand and is reported on the news, it will not only affect Brother Chu, but also the crew."

The assistant went obediently.

A few minutes later.

"So fast?" someone asked.

Ren Qixuan's assistant is also a girl.

Because she knew Chen Dengdeng, she wanted to ask her, but she happened to run into Chen Dengdeng delivering breakfast to Chu Qinbai's room.

She took a peek from the side.

The crack in the door, which was less than two palms wide, was enough to see that the curtains in the room were closed and there was no light.

Chu Qinbai appeared at the door, his voice a little hoarse as if he had just woken up.

"So slow?" he asked.

Chapter 23

Zhou Sheng lay between the quilts, half-opened his eyes and watched Chu Qinbai come back from the door. He put the bag in his hand aside, opened a curtain, turned back and neatly pulled out a simple small table from the interlayer of the long table, unfolded it and put it on the bed.

Then he brought the bag over, "Get up when you wake up."

Zhou Sheng stood up and stared at him opening the bag.

He said, "I can eat by myself."

"Of course you eat by yourself." Chu Qinbai seemed to have heard something absurd, glanced at him and said, "Your hands are fine, do you still want me to feed you?"

Zhou Sheng let out a long breath.

"That's not what I meant." He just reminded, "This is a bed."

Chu Qinbai probably knew what he was talking about, sneered, and said directly, "What's wrong with the bed? I don't care if you eat on my bed, eat yours."

Zhou Sheng looked at the spoon stuffed in his hand and said nothing. I

can't help but sigh. When I was a child, the rules at home were strict. Even the table etiquette required respecting the left and the east, and facing the door was respectful. Not to mention the details such as proper sitting posture, not talking while eating, and not making strange noises while eating. Even when he was in his twenties and was busy, he never sat on the bed to eat.

I didn't expect that I would learn such lazy habits while trapped here.

Maybe it was because of the high fever, there was always a bitter taste in my mouth.

After a simple wash, Zhou Sheng opened the lid and smelled the fragrance of the porridge, which made him have a little appetite.

He took the spoon and started to eat slowly.

He stopped after eating about one-third. There was

a beep in front of his forehead.

When Zhou Sheng raised his eyes, he grabbed the thing in front of him and flicked it to the side with lightning speed.

At that moment, his eyes were slightly cold.

Meeting Chu Qinbai's stunned eyes, Zhou Sheng came back to his senses.

He slowly let go of his hand, his face was even paler than when he was sick, and asked dryly: "What was that just now?"

Chu Qinbai's expression recovered quickly, as if the surprise just now was just an illusion.

He looked at Zhou Sheng and said, "Thermometer gun."

Zhou Sheng didn't pay attention to the details. When he heard the word, he said, "Don't point the gun at me."

Chu Qinbai looked at him deeply.

Then he bent his long legs and sat casually on the edge of the bed.

He weighed the thing in his hand up and down and said, "So? Your expression looks like I want to shoot you with a real gun. Without pointing the gun at you, how can I know that you are only um... 37°8?"

Zhou Sheng moved his eyes to the thing in his hand.

No wonder it is called a gun, the shape is a bit like it.

Zhou Sheng didn't think it was his fault. He covered the bowl of porridge and lowered his eyelids, "What if it's a real thing."

Zhou Sheng thought that if Chu Qinbai wore the skin of a warlord's son.

He must be with a group of people, shooting people on the street without blinking.

Chu Qinbai seemed to have heard a joke, and he said happily, "I say, Mr. Zhou, the crew can't borrow real things. Do you know how the crime of carrying a gun is sentenced? The lightest sentence is imprisonment of less than three years, detention or control."

Zhou Sheng looked at him and said nothing.

Chu Qinbai supported the bed with one hand, holding the thermometer and deliberately shone it on his forehead.

Then he looked at the temperature and said, "We have thermometers, toy guns, water guns, and everything else. Now you're a general after all, don't get yourself into such an exciting game, it's not worth it. If you want to find something powerful, then go with a javelin. Do you know what a javelin is?"

Zhou Sheng just stared in silence and listened to him.

Chu Qinbai gestured casually with his hands.

"It's this long, and it was a tool used by early humans to kill enemies and hunt. But now javelin is also a track and field event. I did have an endorsement for a sports drink last year, and it just so happened that the one I cooperated with was a javelin athlete. Do you want me to introduce you to him?"

Without waiting for Zhou Sheng to speak, he glanced at Zhou Sheng's arm again.

He denied, "Forget it, with your body, I'm afraid you'll throw yourself out."

This man was really good at insulting people.

Zhou Sheng inexplicably reacted from the cold hands and feet just now.

He returned to normal.

He looked up at Chu Qinbai and said slowly, "You talk too much."

Chu Qinbai sneered and stood up to put away the thermometer.

He said, "The high fever has subsided, but there is still a little fever. Pay attention to it these two days and take medicine on time."

Zhou Sheng leaned against the head of the bed and looked at his back.

Chu Qinbai put away his things and turned back.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhou Sheng: "Nothing, I just found that my understanding of you was one-sided before, but now I know a little more."

"For example, you talk too much?"

Zhou Sheng said seriously: "Yes, Mr. Chu is actually very caring."

Chu Qinbai raised his hand and opened the other half of the curtain. The heavy rain last night had passed, and now it started to drizzle again.

The view from this window is good, and you can see the empty distance from here.

The construction of the county town is far inferior to the high-rise buildings in the first- and second-tier cities. The sky is dark with gray clouds stacked up, and cables are intertwined between the low buildings. The flying birds avoided the rainstorm and stopped on it for a short rest.

Both of them looked outside and didn't speak for a while.

Chu Qinbai suddenly said, "You can go to see a movie if you have a chance."

"What?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Chu Qinbai: "A movie that you must watch when you go to film school, "Watching", tells the story of a group of lone heroes saving the world in the end times, but all the protagonists died, and the people of a city were sacrificed. It was all for an unrealistic vision in the distance. Unfortunately, until the end of the movie, the new era they prayed for still did not come. Whether this movie is about ideals or a complete tragedy has always been controversial."

He turned and looked at Zhou Sheng, "I think it is a tragedy. But I guess you don't think so."

The reason for mentioning this movie is that Chu Qinbai looked outside and suddenly remembered the way he leaned against the head of the bed last night.

Zhou Sheng vaguely understood what he wanted to express, but still asked: "What's the difference?"

"The difference is that I am a selfish person." Chu Qinbai poured a glass of water and handed it over, "Idealism is limited, although I don't mind taking good care of you. But there have been countless tombs of heroes since ancient times. Mr. Zhou, don't add another one at such a young age. The word widowed is not so nice after all." After a

long time, it turned out that he was answering what he just said that he was very good at taking care of people.

But Zhou Sheng thought this topic was just right.

He held the transparent water cup in both hands, but shook his head, "The word hero is too heavy, at least I am not one."

Chu Qinbai was talking about the fact that he could not take care of himself but saved others.

Zhou Sheng knew that what he said was different from him.

This was not only a difference in concept between him and Chu Qinbai, but also the difference between people in the past era and the current society.

People in this era are more pursuing self-worth and value the present.

But people in the past would have difficulty in continuing without the support of faith.

There is no right or wrong, and there is no distinction between high and low.

It's just that he did not grow up in modern society.

Zhou Sheng drank the water and put down the cup.

Then he smiled and admitted, "Sacrificing a city for a fantasy can indeed be defined as a tragedy."

When Chu Qinbai looked over, Zhou Sheng did not say the second half of the sentence.

But the new era he prayed for

has already arrived.

Zhou Sheng stayed in the room for the whole morning.

He could hear the movement in the corridor intermittently.

Sometimes someone passed by, sometimes there were voices. Chu Qinbai must have been busy, and he never came back after leaving the room at eight o'clock.

When there was a knock on the door at noon, Zhou Sheng thought he forgot to bring the room card.

It turned out that Zhu Qin and Xu Chao opened the door.

"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?" Zhu Qin asked as soon as he saw him.

Xu Chao also looked worried.

Zhou Sheng was surprised: "Nothing, what's wrong?"

Xu Chao: "I heard that you were sick. We were in the room before, and we only found out when we had lunch."

"Who told you that?" Zhou Sheng was puzzled.

Zhu Qin pushed aside Xu Chao's unclear words, took a step forward and said in a low voice: "It seems that Mr. Chu went to get medicine last night and was seen by someone. He is famous, and even the smallest things in his life are easily magnified. I see that you look better than yesterday, Mr. Zhou, so it seems that nothing serious has happened. We just came here to ask about it out of concern. Don't listen to this kind of gossip."

Zhu Qin didn't say that they heard much more than that.

Many people are speculating about who Zhou Sheng is.

Zhou Sheng knew that it was definitely not as simple as he said when it reached Zhu Qin and the others' ears.

But Chu Qinbai's identity was there, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Zhou Sheng opened the door: "Then you can come in, don't stand at the door."

"We won't go in." Zhu Qin waved his hand.

This is the place many people are aiming for.

And who would enter Chu Qinbai's room?

Zhou Sheng did not force it. He coughed and said, "Looking at the situation outside, I probably won't be able to return to Fucheng in the next few days. Zhu Qin, bring me the materials you have. Also, contact Lao Li and others in Fucheng to explain the situation. All previous arrangements will be postponed. Don't let the partners think we are neglecting us."

Zhu Qin was embarrassed: "Mr. Zhou, you are still sick. We will do the work."

"It's okay. It won't take much effort to just look at the materials."

At this time, the door of the second to last room on Zhou Sheng's left opened.

The big-bearded Yang Zhicheng came out angrily with a few people.

He cursed, "What kind of bullshit are you! Can't do it? Now you tell me you can't do it, what the hell were you doing before! The details of Fan Zhongqing must be detailed. If this character is fooled around, the play will fall apart. What's the point of filming it!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The man walking behind him answered repeatedly with a notebook in his hand, "I'll go and communicate right away."

A total of five people came out.

Zhou Sheng didn't recognize any of them.

But when Yang Zhicheng got closer, his hurried steps suddenly stopped.

He looked at Zhou Sheng.

Seeing him staring at him, Zhou Sheng nodded as a greeting.

As a result, Yang Zhicheng asked directly: "Is the high fever gone?"

Zhou Sheng opened his mouth slightly, and Xu Chao carefully leaned close to his ear to remind him, "Brother Sheng, this is Director Yang Zhicheng. He should have given the antipyretic medicine."

Zhou Sheng didn't have time to distract himself to figure out why even Xu Chao knew where the medicine came from.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "It turned out to be Director Yang. Thank you for last night."

Yang Zhicheng probably just got angry, and his eyebrows and eyes were still full of anger. The whole person was very serious.

He stretched out his hand and shook Zhou Sheng, and said: "Chu Qinbai looks decent, but he is not easy to mess with in his bones. I didn't expect that the person he found is much more decent than himself."

Zhou Sheng didn't know for a moment whether Director Yang knew about his relationship with Chu Qinbai.

But the person didn't say it clearly, and there were people around, so Zhou Sheng couldn't test it.

And he just heard a very familiar name.

Still couldn't help asking: "Director Yang, I just heard you mention Fan Zhongqing? Who is this person?"

Even if I know it's been a long time, I still can't help but care when I hear some people's names.

Yang Zhicheng groaned and waved his hand: "Not a real person, but a historical character."

Zhou Sheng curled his fingers vaguely, as if he was speechless, and said hoarsely: "Is it the Fan Zhongqing from the Jincheng Fan family, nicknamed Little Fan Ye?"

Yang Zhicheng looked over and stared at him.

"You know?"

Zhou Sheng paused for a while, then covered up and said: "I found some scattered information by chance."

"The information about this person is hard to find now, where did you see it?" Yang Zhicheng said as if he was uncomfortable, and said directly: "Come on, come to my room and talk. By the way." Then he turned around and said to the person next to him: "Where is Chu Qinbai going? Forget it, if you meet him, tell him that I'm taking him away, and come back to my room to find him."

Zhou Sheng was shocked by the impetuous behavior of Director Yang. He

was dragged away before he had time to speak.

As Yang Zhicheng walked away, he said to him, "What's your name? Zhou Sheng, right?"

He then said, "I know you're sick, and Chu Qinbai also said that you're not in good health, but this matter is really urgent, so I can only trouble you. If Chu Qinbai asks, just blame me." Director Yang mentioned Chu

Qinbai several times.

Zhou Sheng laughed and had to comfort him, "It's okay, he won't ask."

Zhou Sheng sat in the director Yang Zhicheng's room.

Yang Zhicheng smoked, and after obtaining Zhou Sheng's consent, he lit another cigarette and held it between his fingertips.

Zhou Sheng looked at the pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table and glimpsed the pressure of the director.

Yang Zhicheng noticed his gaze and told the truth, "People outside don't know that the amount of money I lost in being trapped here for a day is incalculable. You see, I'm so worried that my head is almost bald. Money is secondary. Come, take a look at this first." Then

Zhou Sheng got the outline of the script of "Floating Life Dream" and the small seal characters.

"Floating Life Dream" is actually a movie set in the Republic of China.

It tells the story of an ordinary man named Chang Zheng at the age of 30.

He is addicted to gambling, smoking opium, and beating his wife. The cruelty and ugliness of human nature are fully revealed in this small person. Then, by chance, he made a fortune, and from then on, he lived a life of singing and dancing, feasting and drinking, wearing the most decent suits, drinking the most expensive foreign wine, hugging the most beautiful dancers, and spending the best life.

He also died in this year.

A character that is very controversial just by looking at the synopsis.

Zhou Sheng has not seen Chu Qinbai's works, and he has no way of imagining what it feels like for him to play a gambler who smokes opium with such a face.

He can't visualize it, so he asked.

Yang Zhicheng said: "Rather than telling a story about a man at the age of 30, this movie is more about reflecting the city style from such a person, watching the cruelty of war and the ups and downs of society. The character Chang Zheng has a strong sense of depression, which makes people denounce and sublimate. Your Chu Qinbai is completely another person when he acts. His performance is very good, you can rest assured."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

He really didn't mean that.

And he was sure that Yang Zhicheng probably knew about his marriage to Chu Qinbai. What

Yang Zhicheng wanted to talk to him about was another situation.

He reached out and turned the page for Zhou Sheng. He

nodded, "This."

The character introduction was very short.

Fan Zhongqing:

Born in Jincheng, a young man in a rich family, he made a scene at Changmao Hotel when he was six, broke the leg of the police chief when he was twenty-one, and spent a fortune on a man in a theater when he was twenty-five. At the age of

twenty-nine, he spent all his family wealth when the national situation was in turmoil, and there was no record of him in the world since then.

Yang Zhicheng: "The overall tone of this movie is not relaxed, so this person was created. Fan Zhongqing, since you have checked it, you should know that this character is real and based on facts. The role accounts for a very small proportion, but the details are very important and a highlight. Before the start of filming, I found a historical researcher who swore to me that he knew this person's life. Now the studio is setting up the scene. When I asked him what this person liked to eat and wear the most, he didn't know. What his family looked like, he didn't know. How he died in the end, he still didn't know!"

Yang Zhicheng said as if he was about to be mad.

Zhou Sheng stroked the few short lines of small words in the character introduction.

He said, "He liked to eat Jinling duck taro corners and Jinlu wontons, and his favorite was coffee milk cake. He liked to wear suits to show off. His home furnishings were mainly Western ornaments, and he loved to collect clocks. As for how he died..."

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "No one knows."

His uncle, who was only two years older than him.

At that time, he was a famous figure in Jincheng.

Due to the current situation and various reasons in different places, Zhou Sheng's mother did not have much contact with her mother's family.

This uncle actually lived in Zhou's family for two years when he was a child.

He loved to pinch his face and teach him a lesson seriously: "Zhou Shengsheng, you are almost educated into a little old-

fashioned person by the Zhou family!" Zhou Sheng's few mischievous deeds when he was a child were all due to him.

After he returned to Jincheng, all the news about him came from his mother.

Jincheng's bully.

He was called Little Fan Ye.

The synonym of heresy.

It's true that he made a scene in the restaurant and broke people's legs.

But Zhou Sheng also knew some things that others didn't know.

For example, this little bully grew up to be a big bully. The Fan family used their connections to get him a position in the police station. He broke the chief's leg because the chief indirectly killed the daughter of an ordinary merchant in Jincheng and tried to threaten her family with power.

It's also true that he spent a lot of money to support a male role.

In the last letter Zhou Sheng received, he said he loved him.

In a black and white photo attached, they stood side by side, looking very beautiful.

Zhou Sheng never heard from him again from then on.

He said they had their own things to do, and dismissed all the people of the then extinct Fan family.

Zhou Sheng did not doubt that they might have done the same thing as he did.

But he had traveled to so many places, and had never heard of a young man named Fan Zhongqing, and a young man who could sing opera. There

were too many people who were separated in troubled times.

His uncle was not the first one he had experienced.

Later, he stopped looking for him.

It was just that when he heard the same name by chance, he could not help but ask one more question.

Just like he asked Yang Zhicheng, and he actually asked the real person.

There was a sense of destiny that was destined in the dark.

It was a pity that the mark left by history was too shallow, and the name of Fan Zhongqing could only be left with a few strokes, which was because he was "heretical" enough.

Everyone was the same as Zhou Sheng.

There was no way to know it anymore, and he could not trace back his ending.

Yang Zhicheng was shocked when he heard the hobbies he mentioned .

Zhou Sheng only used a diary-like notebook to explain those details.

Yang Zhicheng no longer doubted it.

Because it was really too real and too specific.

If it wasn't for someone close to him, or if he had seen personal belongings like diaries, he wouldn't have been able to make up such a detailed story.

That afternoon, the director received phone calls one after another.

Sometimes he asked for paper, sometimes he asked for pens.

He asked for this and that, and there were so many things that a group of people gathered at the door without him noticing.

In the open room,

the floor was covered with papers.

From the furnishings of the house to the details, the records were vividly written on the paper.

Even if there was no specific description of the appearance, when you see those things, a person's life, hobbies, and appearance will all come to mind.

Yang Zhicheng watched him work on the painting and marveled at his skills.

He sighed: "I feel like I wasted it. I should have made a separate documentary about the character."

Zhou Sheng put down his pen and smiled: "That's not necessary. This is good."

The person hidden in the past was accidentally dug out by someone.

Zhou Sheng thought that there was no better way to preserve it in a movie in such a marginal form.

What he did was just to make him not just stay on the surface of a name and a fictional personality.

The group of people at the door made a lot of noise.

Yang Zhicheng was in a good mood and didn't care.

Some people even dared to ask, "Director, where did you find this god? Not only is he good-looking, he's also talented."

Yang Zhicheng laughed.

He patted Zhou Sheng's arm and said to the door, "This god is not easy to invite. You have to ask..."

Just then, there were voices calling Chu brother one after another at the door.

Chu Qinbai's figure appeared in the crowd of ordinary people with outstanding effect.

These people automatically split into a group.

Chu Qinbai led people in.

He glanced at the situation in the room and then turned his eyes to Zhou Sheng.

Finally, he said to director Yang Zhicheng, "You took a fever-reducing medicine, and then you enslaved people to draw a lot of paper for you. You are very calculating."

"Look at your stinginess."

Yang Zhicheng pushed Zhou Sheng, "The person is intact."

Zhou Sheng was forced to move a step.

Chu Qinbai leaned forward and lowered his head, frowning and asked, "The smell is so strong, did you smoke with me?"

In order to maintain the last bit of dignity of the director next to him who was embarrassed to the point of dry coughing.

Zhou Sheng, who had been smoked for too long, raised his eyes and whispered, "No. Mind your own business."

Chapter 24

The people outside the door heard the conversation between Chu Qinbai and director Yang Zhicheng, and then they realized that the handsome man in front of them was the gossipy Mr. Zhou. For a while, they exchanged different looks and thoughts.

Zhou Sheng helped,

and Yang Zhicheng insisted on inviting him to dinner. Because of limited conditions, he specially asked someone to go to the kitchen to find the boss to make a table of private dishes, and specially asked for the largest private room here, and called all the main creative team of the crew to gather together for a large round table.

"Director, you specially called us to invite us to dinner, so you have to say a few words first." Someone sat down and started to make a fuss.

Yang Zhicheng stood up with a small glass of white wine, patted the chair next to him and said, "Come on, then I will say a few words. Today's dinner is mainly because of the person sitting next to me, Mr. Zhou Sheng, everyone should get to know him first. He solved all the problems of our group regarding the historical figure Fan Zhongqing. I have sent all the drawings to the studio, and we can start work at any time."

Someone immediately took the lead in applauding.

Yang Zhicheng's films are famous for their strict requirements.

All details must be perfect.

The filming was originally scheduled to end in a week, and the preparations at the studio were just completed.

As a result, the flood in Linshun County occurred, and problems also occurred at the studio.

The people below may not know, but those who are close to the director, especially those who follow him every day, know that he has been under a lot of pressure these two days and may explode at any time.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the young man who stood up from the director.

He was holding a wine glass and said, "Director Yang, you are too polite. I should thank you for respecting facts and striving for excellence in your profession. Only then will there be film and television works that the audience will never forget, and old people who have the opportunity to reappear on the screen."

The words were serious and solemn.

As long as someone listened, they would not feel flattery or false.

The word "old people" automatically made everyone think of him as someone who lived in the past.

Instead of someone familiar.

Even so, Zhou Sheng's few short words seemed to make the filming of the movie deeper and more meaningful.

Yang Zhicheng seemed to be moved by these words. Which director with today's status is not used to being flattered? Countless compliments can be regarded as farts, which will disappear after a while. But at this moment, he saw the same understanding from an outsider, so he touched the wine glass to him and said with great sincerity: "We must drink one, this glass is for you."

Zhou Sheng took the glass and lowered it a degree, "I toast you."

After drinking the white wine, Yang Zhicheng patted his shoulder and asked him to sit down.

He took the wine bottle and prepared to pour the second glass into Zhou Sheng's glass.

At this time, Zhou Sheng stretched out a hand from his right hand.

Covering the glass, "One glass is enough."

It was Chu Qinbai.

He dressed relatively low-key in private.

Originally, he just sat on the side with his hands folded, but now he leaned over and looked directly at Yang Zhicheng across Zhou Sheng.

Yang Zhicheng was stunned, and then reacted.

He said quickly, "Yes, yes, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten that I still have a fever."

Yang Zhicheng put the bottle of wine aside and called Zhou Sheng, "Then eat the food." He said to others, "You all should start eating. It's not easy for us to have wine and meat in the current situation in Linshun County."

There were conversations and the movement of cups at the table.

Zhou Sheng glanced at Chu Qinbai.

As he turned around, he took the cup in front of him and put it on the other side.

Then he looked at each other and said, "You are staring at the cup and want two more cups?"

Zhou Sheng shook his head, "Not really."

Chu Qinbai: "It's better not. Drinking with a fever will not only aggravate the damage to your gastric mucosa and damage your liver and kidney functions, but also cause your high fever to persist. Don't cause trouble for me."

Zhou Sheng was surprised: "You are so theoretical, but you still drink with stomach problems. Are you sure this is not a heresy?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, "If I didn't have stomach problems, where would you hear these "wrong theories"?"

Zhou Sheng: "..."

He is used to changing concepts.

The people sitting here are all people Yang Zhicheng often uses when filming.

So the atmosphere is not that tense.

When Zhou Sheng and Chu Qinbai were talking, someone heard them and started joking, saying, "Brother Chu, this is the one you hid in the room, why don't you introduce him to us in person?"

Chu Qinbai raised his eyelids, "What do you want to hear?"

"You tell us whatever we want to hear?"

Chu Qinbai: "Do I look so easy to talk to?"

There was a disdainful, sarcastic "tsk" sound.

Zhou Sheng was kind enough to help him out, not telling a lie, and trying to keep a low profile: "I have cooperated with the eldest brother of the Chu family, so I am also familiar with your brother Chu. This matter was a coincidence. The situation was hectic last night. Thanks to everyone's help, I haven't had time to thank you all, so I will toast you with tea instead of wine."

Zhou Sheng stood up, and the people at the table quickly raised their cups in response.

They all said, "Mr. Zhou is too polite."

"It's all my duty."

"Brother Chu is so boring. I think you, Mr. Zhou, will suffer if you live in the same room with him."

Zhou Sheng looked at Chu Qinbai and said, "Not bad. Your Brother Chu...at least he looks good."

A small joke instantly ignited the warm atmosphere at the table.

Zhou Sheng was very polite and considerate at the table.

With the director present, toasting was inevitable. Soon the room was bustling with people walking around with wine glasses.

Even if Zhou Sheng was drinking tea, he was forced to drink half full.

Yang Zhicheng sat on the stool with his legs crossed. He held another cigarette in his hand and took a puff. He looked at Zhou Sheng who was talking to someone and said to Chu Qinbai next to him, "Where did you pick up such a treasure? If he wasn't blind, he wouldn't marry you, right?" Chu

Qinbai also drank.

But he didn't show it on his face, and said coldly: "If you don't put out your cigarette, you will be the one who goes blind."

"You have too many problems."

Yang Zhicheng raised his hand to put out the cigarette while looking at it with disdain.

Then he nudged Chu Qinbai's arm, "Let me ask you, do you think it's a good chance if I invite someone to be a consultant in the team?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, "Do you know how much the project that Chu Xuming and he worked on is worth?"

"How much?"

"The initial investment is nine figures as a foundation, and the valuation in the later stage is unpredictable. How much more investment do you think you need to attract to hire a consultant at this price?"

Yang Zhicheng, who easily made tens or even hundreds of billions of box office, would naturally not be scared by the word nine figures.

But hiring a consultant is indeed not an exaggeration, it is outrageous.

But he still didn't give up, and continued: "But what is your relationship? Go and tell him, don't you think the feeling he gives people is really suitable for our play? And you have seen the things he drew today, they are too orthodox, some of them I can't even imagine. I'm not bragging, if you get him here, our play will be a success. I tell you."

Chu Qinbai reached for the mobile phone on the table.

He looked at the time and threw it back.

He said bluntly: "Give up, he won't agree."

"Your relationship is not good enough?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at the person who was holding tea and answering other people's questions, and said: "We have no relationship at all. It's better to ask him to help with something like today, but it's impossible to ask him to join the crew."

Yang Zhicheng pointed at Chu Qinbai with his hand, "You are a person who won't listen to anything after drinking two cups! I will go and ask him myself."

"Go ahead, I wish you good luck."

Yang Zhicheng: "..."

When the dinner was over, Zhou Sheng was stopped by Yang Zhicheng.

They stopped at the railing on the second floor of the hotel.

Zhou Sheng looked at the many busy people below, and looked sideways at Yang Zhicheng, whose cheeks were red from drinking.

"Director Yang, are you okay? Do you want me to ask the kitchen to send some sobering soup?"

Yang Zhicheng waved his hand: "This little bit of wine won't make you drunk, it's just your face."

Zhou Sheng didn't know what he was looking for him for, and didn't speak for a while.

Yang Zhicheng decided to start with an easy way to start.

As a casual chat, he asked, "What kind of person is Fan Zhongqing in your heart?"

Zhou Sheng was not surprised that he mentioned this topic.

After thinking for a while, he said, "A good person."

"A good person?" Yang Zhicheng was probably surprised by this evaluation.

After a while, he smacked his lips and said, "Yes, he is a good person! We once tried to label him, such as dandy, unruly, free, and bold, but now I think that these two words are not appropriate." The more

Yang Zhicheng looked at Zhou Sheng, the more satisfied he was.

Just as he was about to ask, there was some movement downstairs.

It seemed that a child brought last night broke a pile of dishes. The parents probably felt sorry for it, so they pulled the child's arm and scolded him while spanking him.

Mixed with the crying of the child, the lobby suddenly became quite chaotic.

At this time, a young man wearing a hat walked over and squatted down.

He gave the child a candy and touched his hair. I don't know what he said, but the parents kept bending down to thank him.

Zhou Sheng looked at the profile and always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Normally, there shouldn't be anyone he knows in this crew.

Zhou Sheng asked casually, "Who is that?"

Yang Zhicheng looked over.

"Oh, that's Ren Qixuan."

Ren Qixuan? Zhou Sheng only thought about it for a few seconds, and then he remembered that the person who had been on the news with Chu Qinbai was this person.

Zhou Sheng didn't think there was anything wrong, but Yang Zhicheng's next sentence attracted his attention. He said, "Ren Qixuan is actually the actor we decided to play Fan Zhongqing at the beginning. His acting skills are very good among the new generation. It should be easy to control a role with a small proportion, but since I saw your work, I always feel that something is not right."

The person downstairs had a gentle smile on his face.

It seems that he is very popular with the people around him.

Zhou Sheng told the truth: "It's really not a good fit."

Zhongqing is not a simple historical role for him.

He hugged his neck and threatened to take him to Zuixianlou to drink the best wine and see the most beautiful girls in the future. That wanton and free smile was right in front of him. In his last long letter, he told him that he must find someone he really likes in the future, because then no matter how difficult and hard the world is, you will feel that arsenic/frost is like honey. Zhou Sheng could imagine the smile on his face when he wrote this.

Because he was too familiar with him, he knew what he was like.

But Zhou Sheng also knew that professionals should do professional things.

Actors are not meant to be themselves.

This is not something he should comment on.

Zhou Sheng: "I believe in Director Yang's ability."

"Really believe it?" Yang Zhicheng seemed to hear hope and immediately asked: "Then do you want to come to our group as a consultant?"

This trend was indeed beyond Zhou Sheng's expectations.

He paused for several seconds before responding: "This... I'm sorry Director Yang, I have work to do. This time I came to Linshun County because a colleague was trapped here. Once the situation improves, I need to leave as soon as possible."

Yang Zhicheng was soft-hearted.

In his heart, he cursed Chu Qinbai and wished him good luck, a guy who harms others and does not benefit himself.

Yang Zhicheng smiled and tried to persuade him, "I see that you and Chu Qinbai are separated. It's not easy to meet each other, but we will be separated soon. If you join the crew, it will be a great opportunity to see each other day and night."

Zhou Sheng laughed, "Thank you for your kindness, Director Yang, but it's really not necessary."

In the end, he didn't say anything completely.

He said, "If there are any problems with Zhong Qing in the crew, Director Yang, please contact me. I will definitely help if I can."

Having said that, what else can Yang Zhicheng do? He

had to let him go.

When Zhou Sheng returned to the room, Chu Qinbai had just come out of the shower.

Zhou Sheng asked him, "Is your stomach okay after drinking? Do you want your assistant to bring you some medicine?"

"Did Yang Zhicheng look for you?"

Chu Qinbai didn't answer his question, but asked him while wiping his hair.

Zhou Sheng nodded, "I don't understand why he said he was a consultant for the crew."

"Just listen to his words, don't take them seriously."

Zhou Sheng was surprised by his attitude.

At this time, looking at Chu Qinbai, he thought of the person downstairs just now.

Hesitant: "Is it really okay for me to live with you?"

"What's the problem?" Chu Qinbai frowned.

Zhou Sheng didn't intend to hide it: "I just saw Mr. Ren Qixuan downstairs, I didn't know he was also in the crew. Given your relationship, if I cause unnecessary misunderstandings, I would feel very sorry."

Chu Qinbai seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Raised eyebrows: "What do you think our relationship is?"

Zhou Sheng met Chu Qinbai's eyes.

He felt that they should or might not be dating.

Zhou Sheng had accidentally seen some so-called insider and gossip words about the circle on the Internet before.

He considered: "Fuck buddy? Couple on the crew? Temporary partner?"

Chu Qinbai: "..."

After two seconds, he sneered: "You are so promising now, showing off your rich vocabulary?"

Zhou Sheng: "Thank you, I learn quickly."

At this time, there was still light outside.

It was enough for Zhou Sheng to see Chu Qinbai's expression, but Zhou Sheng's eyes moved down a little.

Said: "Chu Qinbai, your neck is red."

"I'm angry at you!"

Zhou Sheng shook his head: "No, it's because the hot water causes the alcohol to evaporate quickly. Don't slander people. I said I learn things quickly."

Chu Qinbai said indifferently: "I don't want to test your learning results. You can choose to shut up now."

Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows like he usually does.

As she passed by him, she added, "Your neck is actually quite white."

Chapter 25

Zhou Sheng stayed at Chu Qinbai's place for a total of three days.

During this period, probably because of Chu Qinbai's status, few people came to disturb him except for official business. This also allowed Zhou Sheng to avoid many unnecessary contacts with people, and his fever subsided and his condition improved.

Early in the morning of the third day, the good news of the water level drop finally came.

A faint light also appeared in the distant sky of Linshun County.

The road will be reopened at six o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Sheng told Xu Chao and the others that they could prepare to return.

"Leave overnight?" Chu Qinbai heard his phone call while pouring water.

Zhou Sheng sat on the small sofa in the room, spread out a pile of materials in front of him, and answered while searching: "There is a meeting at nine o'clock the next morning. It will be too late if I don't rush back."

He got up and started looking for the materials he used last night.

He hadn't washed up yet, and his image was a little casual.

Until he found what he wanted.

He hung up the phone, looked up at Chu Qinbai, "By the way, your brother sent me a message yesterday."

Someone who made himself a cup of instant coffee to wake up in the morning, without turning his head, "He sent you a message, why did you tell me."

Zhou Sheng: "That's because he thought we were arguing and asked me not to argue with you."

Chu Qinbai turned around, his face calm, and nodded: "Yes, this is thanks to the surprise you created, making him think that you went to Fucheng and left without saying goodbye to me after being angry."

Zhou Sheng bent his index finger and touched the position of his brow bone, rarely speaking.

At the same time, he thought that he shouldn't have said that he had a white neck that night.

This person is really too vindictive.

When Chen Dengdeng knocked on the door with his mobile phone.

Seeing the simple black bag Zhou Sheng placed at his feet, he paused what he was about to say and asked first: "Mr. Zhou, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Zhou Sheng put down his pen and smiled at him, "Thank you for your care these two days."

Chen Dengdeng waved his hand: "I really didn't do anything." Chu

Qinbai, who was leaning on the long table by the window, crossed his long legs, took a sip of the steaming coffee in his hand, frowned in disgust, took another sip, and then asked Chen Dengdeng: "Is there something?"

Chen Dengdeng then walked over and was surprised: "Brother Chu, you didn't sleep well again?"

"Let's talk about business." Chu Qinbai said.

Chen Dengdeng handed over the phone, "Take a look at this."

Chu Qinbai glanced at the screen and frowned, "Fraudulent donation?"

"Yes, the first person to be exposed was Yang Hui. The original amount of 2 million was hammered after the details were pulled out, and the actual amount was less than 800,000. Many people were affected. The people in our team who are responsible for monitoring public opinion found that a small-scale black fan began to lead you. Sister Fan said that 80% of them wanted to use you to divert public attention."

Zhou Sheng sat next to him and listened to the general situation.

A word emerged in his mind, diverting trouble.

He didn't know much about the people in the entertainment industry, so he asked, "Who is this Yang Hui?"

"Brother Chu's mortal enemy!"

Chen Dengdeng heard that it was Zhou Sheng who asked the question, and he couldn't wait to tell him everything he knew.

"He has been fighting with Brother Chu for more than ten years. They entered the industry at about the same time, but for so many years he is the one we called the one who always ranked second when we were in school. Of course, Brother Chu is the first." Chen Dengdeng did not forget to flatter her boss while speaking, but her eyes were full of excitement when she spoke, and she said: "The fans of the two have torn apart all the works, acting skills, awards won, and family backgrounds since their debut. It's the kind of mortal enemy relationship where they are incompatible and hate each other when they meet."

Zhou Sheng was originally thinking about fraudulent donations, but the girl was stunned by what she said.

"Is it so serious?" He asked in cooperation with her.

Chen Dengdeng nodded twice fiercely.

Zhou Sheng glanced behind her and reminded with a smile: "But your brother Chu doesn't seem to think so."

Chen Dengdeng turned her head and almost covered her mouth.

She thought she was crazy too. When she heard Mr. Zhou asking, she told all the gossip she had heard before she became an assistant.

In her opinion.

Mr. Zhou is not an outsider, let alone someone who would tell such things everywhere.

It's normal to tell him about Brother Chu.

He's just offending his boss.

Facing Chu Qinbai's expressionless face, Chen Dengdeng clasped his hands together and begged for mercy: "I was wrong, boss, boss, brother."

Chu Qinbai put the cup aside.

"You're getting bolder and bolder." This didn't sound like an accusation, but the next second he said: "As an assistant, you should put away those useless things in your mind and read less marketing accounts to make up stories."

Chen Dengdeng raised his hand and pulled on his mouth, indicating that he would shut up.

Zhou Sheng asked at this time: "Real enemy?"

"Fake enemy." Chu Qinbai glanced at him indifferently, "I've met him twice, not familiar."

Zhou Sheng felt it was right now.

This person really doesn't seem like the kind of person who would spend more than ten years to argue with others. If he

really doesn't like it, he will definitely come directly to his face.

Zhou Sheng said, "It's better not to be familiar with them."

"What?"

Zhou Sheng looked at him and said, "I said, it's best not to be familiar with such people. No matter what the reason, those who can gain reputation by fraudulent donations during floods are not worth associating with."

When the war was tense, there were more than one fraudulent donation incident. It was

different from now. There were countless successors even if one person's donation was lost.

At that time, the fraudulent donations were withheld from the front and cotton-padded clothes for winter.

So expect Zhou Sheng to have a good impression of such a person.

That is absolutely impossible. This

was the first time he expressed his dissatisfaction with the behavior of a certain person so bluntly, which made Chu Qinbai look at him twice more.

Then Chu Qinbai returned the phone to Chen Dengdeng.

He said, "Go contact Fan Xuan and deal with it. Be open and transparent. If it is found that someone is indeed deliberately guiding it, let her not show mercy."

Chen Dengdeng was confused: "Show no mercy?"

The way to deal with such a thing is nothing more than issuing a clarification statement, or hiring a group of water army to hack back.

These are all common routines in the entertainment industry.

Chu Qinbai glanced at Chen Dengdeng, "Just tell her what you said."

"Okay!"

Chen Dengdeng was a little excited.

When she first became Chu Qinbai's assistant, she was envied by many people, but she herself felt miserable. She

had read too much messy news and was naturally afraid of Chu Qinbai.

It was not until later when they got to know each other better that she realized that compared with the artists she had met before, who would not treat their assistants as human beings because of the slightest thing, Chu was a very good boss.

He didn't need an assistant much in his life. He

took on many GG endorsements in the early years because he and Sister Fan were just starting out at that time. Now that he is his own boss and investor, except for the news of joining the group, he is basically invisible to the outside world.

He didn't care about so many negative news in the early years.

Not to mention dealing with such a trivial matter as Yang Hui buying black spots.

Chen Dengdeng inexplicably felt that the reason why he cared was related to Mr. Zhou's attitude just now.

And it was not a lie that Brother Chu and Yang Hui were not on good terms.

It's just that the one who was in the first place often didn't pay attention to who was in the second place.

But now it's different.

Her boss is going to leave, and as an assistant, she is the first to agree with both hands!

Want to watch the show.

Zhou Sheng, who didn't know the little assistant's thoughts at all, didn't know many things.

For example, why Ren Qixuan came to her.

Five o'clock in the afternoon before leaving, before leaving.

The light of the day faded, and the improved weather did not forget to leave a trace of glow in the sky.

It was faint, but enough to illuminate the open space in front of the door.

The more than 30 people who originally lived here have been picked up and left one after another. The crew is also packing up their things. Tomorrow they will continue to go to the mountains and start filming without stopping.

Zhou Sheng stood on the stone steps next to the door.

There were busy staff around him.

He refused the coat handed over by Xu Chao and wore the shirt he wore when he came.

Xu Chao frowned and said, "Brother Xiao Zhu parked his car quite far away when he came here, so it will probably take a while. Brother Sheng, you just got better from the fever, why don't you go inside and wait."

Just then, someone carrying a video recording device passed by and stumbled. Zhou Sheng reached out to help hold it.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Sheng asked.

The other party nodded quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Zhou, it's windy outside, listen to Xiao Chao and go in and wait."

Zhou Sheng couldn't help laughing, "It seems that the news that I fell ill in your crew has really spread. As a grown man, I can still withstand this little wind."

The staff next to him laughed.

"If Brother Chu's RV is not here, I would ask him to find someone to drive that car to take you back. It's more comfortable than driving back by yourself. It takes at least three hours to drive from here to Fucheng."

Zhou Sheng: "Don't bother your brother Chu, you guys who work on location are even harder."

Ren Qixuan came over at this time.

He said, "Mr. Zhou, can I take a ride with you to Fucheng? I have to rush to the airport tonight."

Zhou Sheng was slightly surprised to see it was him.

Then he nodded: "Of course."

If you look closely, you will find that Ren Qixuan's complexion is not good at the moment, but it does not reduce the beauty of his face.

A handsome man is about to become Fan Zhongqing on the screen.

Zhou Sheng's feelings are a bit complicated.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Ren Qixuan going to the airport overnight, and thought that maybe he just didn't have a role here.

As a result, Ren Qixuan suddenly apologized and said, "Mr. Zhou, I heard that you were sick as soon as you joined the group, and we haven't had time to talk. If the news about me and Brother Chu has caused you trouble, I apologize to you." As

soon as he said this, almost everyone around looked at him.

Zhou Sheng didn't understand.

To be honest, "Mr. Ren, that's your private matter. You don't need to tell me, let alone explain it to me."

Ren Qixuan laughed at himself, as if he was relieved and puzzled.

"Then why did Mr. Zhou want to replace me?"

Looking into Ren Qixuan's eyes, Zhou Sheng suddenly understood.

It's not that he didn't have a car to hitchhike to Fucheng Airport, and it's not necessarily sincere to suddenly apologize for the previous scandal with Chu Qinbai.

He thought he had replaced him for Chu Qinbai.

He wanted to get an answer from him.

But Zhou Sheng had never heard of Ren Qixuan's replacement from beginning to end.

He said, "I don't know why you were replaced. I won't say anything easily about things beyond my professional knowledge. Secondly, I don't have the right to replace the role. Maybe you should ask the person who can make the decision on this matter."

Ren Qixuan's face faded a lot, and it seemed that he couldn't maintain the illusion of peace.

He said directly, "But someone heard you tell the director that I was not suitable, and then I received a notice of replacement."

Zhou Sheng remembered what he had said to Yang Zhicheng in the corridor before.

But he didn't think his influence was that great.

He asked Ren Qixuan, "Since you are sure that I did it, and you deliberately came to me, what kind of answer do you want to get from me? Yes, it was me? Will you be happy like this?"

Ren Qixuan took a deep breath.

He looked at Zhou Sheng in front of him.

This person's eyes were too calm, so calm that he felt his behavior was ridiculous. He

was here for a small role.

But the more he did this, the more unwilling he felt.

"Mr. Zhou, I can really apologize for the previous news. I know that everyone in the crew is saying that you and Brother Chu have a different relationship. But losing the role because of such a personal reason, I think it is not only questioning my professional ability, but also an insult to my personality."

This is a bit heavy.

If it is too heavy, it is destined to be irreversible.

Ren Qixuan didn't want to accept it either.

As the saying goes, there are no actors who don't want to be famous, but there are only stars who want to be famous but are unwilling to work hard.

He debuted in a talent show, and the contract of his previous company was very oppressive.

The road of the stage was about to come to an end, and he seized the opportunity to enter the film and television industry early.

Luckily,

the first play was a success.

Then one after another, it was almost seamless to join the group in the past two years.

In this industry, the name Chu Qinbai is like a star on the altar that people look up to. The talent and strength are heights that ordinary people can hardly reach. Who doesn't want to reach it? In the interview, he said that he entered the circle because of Chu Qinbai. He is his idol and guiding light.

Is this false? It is true.

For the first time, because of capital reasons, he had the opportunity to be squeezed into Chu Qinbai's group.

But the director of that movie was a pervert. He knew that Chu Qinbai could help him with just a wave of his hand, and he was not ashamed to be moved by such a person. It was

also a coincidence that paparazzi took pictures of him and it was reported in the news.

Once there is a first time, there will be a second time.

He was noticed by Lu Ming, the boss of Shengkai, and successfully signed a contract with the new company.

Endorsement cooperation, including this new movie role, are all opportunities he worked hard to create.

In this circle, only those who work hard can get what they want.

Until Zhou Sheng appeared.

He didn't believe that his appearance was accidental.

Coming to such a small place in the heavy rain caused constant rumors in the crew, but he didn't even show his face.

In the end, because he helped the director, the whole crew was grateful.

Because of his existence, many people in the crew were waiting to laugh at him in the past two days. His feelings for Chu Qinbai were not pure, so he didn't think it was a big deal, but in fact, he cared a lot more than he thought.

But it was such a person who easily took away the opportunity he had worked so hard to get.

He was stunned when he received the notice.

He didn't even know what he was going to do, he just felt that he had to meet.

Under the pretext of taking a ride, the other party agreed easily and calmly.

It was as if he had never done anything.

This made him lose the humility and low profile that he should have in front of others, and even added a little sarcasm, saying: "Mr. Zhou is such a person who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, I can't expect you to understand the difficulties of ordinary people like us. But isn't it a bit ungentle to take revenge on personal grudges?"

This was outside, and there were many people around.

Ren Qixuan was so out of control, obviously he was touched by the replacement.

For such unwarranted accusations, Zhou Sheng did not show any extra emotional changes from beginning to end.

But Xu Chao next to him obviously couldn't stand it.

He stood in front of Zhou Sheng, with a fierce look on his face, "Who are you? Do you have the courage to say what you just said to me again?"

"Xu Chao." Zhou Sheng grabbed the person.

After pulling the person next to him, he looked at Ren Qixuan and said: "I have always been clear about public and private. You think I insulted your personality, and I also don't like being labeled."

While Zhou Sheng was speaking, someone next to him was frantically pressing his mobile phone and gossiping with others.

"Remember Ren Qixuan?"

"The new traffic guy."

"It seems he was replaced! Now he's fighting with someone for the actor Chu!"

The other party replied: "Isn't this guy famous for his good personality? Fans praise him for being a gentleman and polite to the sky, how can he fight with others?"

"It's all just packaging character setting."

"He is indeed very pleasing to the people in the group, but he has met a tough guy."

The other party: "After talking for a long time, who is he?"

"You don't know him, he's not in the circle."

"I think he's the president or general manager."

"He looks good and has a great temperament. When he stands with Ren Qixuan, I think he's making trouble!"

The other party: "... Then what?"

The gossiping staff looked up calmly.

Two seconds passed.

"That's it."

"What's gone? "

"Chu Qinbai is here."

The other party: "..................Hurry up and report it to me on the spot!"

Chu Qinbai didn't know what was going on, and stood there with an indifferent expression.

"Do you need me to repeat it again?"

"The role was chosen by another person, and it was proposed by the creative team after discussion. The director and I unanimously agreed to the decision."

Everyone turned around and looked at him.

Chu Qinbai walked out.

Probably because the crew was ready to go, he was wearing short boots, and his tall figure was sharp.

Ren Qixuan was shocked at first, and then he whispered with red eyes: "Why?"

Chu Qinbai frowned: "As an actor, it is unprofessional to use your professionalism to be aggressive. Secondly, the role is not suitable for you, there is no reason. Finally, as an investor, others have no right, but I have the right to replace you. Do you still want to listen?"

There were so many people at the scene.

Ren Qixuan originally chose this time because he wanted people to see what kind of person Zhou Sheng was.

But now Chu Qinbai's words were like a slap in his face.

It was an embarrassment he had never experienced before.

It made his face turn from white to red, and then to numb.

At this time, Zhu Qin's car went around the road to the open space here.

He saw that there were quite a few people standing there, and he didn't care about the atmosphere at the scene.

He opened the window and stuck his head out and shouted: "Chao'er, let's go!"

Xu Chao faced Zhou Sheng: "Brother Sheng."

Zhou Sheng no longer cared about this matter.

After all, it really had little to do with him.

He looked at Ren Qixuan who was looking down, and said to Chu Qinbai who suddenly appeared: "Handle it yourself, I'm leaving."

At this time, a message popped up on the phone of the gossiping staff next to him.

"Go on, what's going on?"

Then a short video of less than five seconds was sent from the phone.

At the entrance of an ordinary hotel in the evening, messy equipment was placed randomly.

Chu Qinbai stepped forward and took the black coat from the arm of the person next to him.

He raised his hand and put it on the shoulders of the person in front of him.

He pulled it for him again, and the movement paused slightly while looking at each other.

The voice was calm in the dusk.

Casual and sincere.

"Mr. Zhou, have a safe trip."

Chapter 26

The return car drove out of Linshun County, passing through the highway bridge that had been flooded not long ago. The flood had receded, and traces and ruins left over from the disaster could be seen everywhere.

The car that Zhou Sheng and his team used to come here had been driven away in advance by another colleague.

In this car, Zhu Qin was driving, and Xu Chao was sitting in the co-pilot.

Zhou Sheng was alone in the back.

Xu Chao secretly glanced at Zhou Sheng in the rearview mirror, thinking of the scene before leaving.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother Sheng, is there any... between Ren Qixuan and Chu Qinbai..."

"Is there anything?" Zhou Sheng retracted his gaze and looked at the front seat.

Xu Chao scratched his eyelids with his index finger, "Is there that kind of relationship?"

"Not sure." Zhou Sheng looked natural, and because Xu Chao asked, he added an explanation: "It doesn't seem like there is a relationship."

Zhu Qin pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and gave Xu Chao a crutch while driving. He

whispered, "It's obvious that Ren has nothing to do with Mr. Chu. He's the one who put the clothes on Mr. Zhou. Do you have eyes?"

Xu Chao rolled his eyes at him.

He muttered, "You know nothing."

"Hey." Zhu Qin pretended to hit him.

Xu Chao pointed to the front, "Watch the road and drive your car carefully."

Xu Chao asked this because he knew that Zhou Sheng and Chu Qinbai were married. After all, Ren Qixuan suddenly appeared, and his attitude made him feel uncomfortable. He was

in the same group as the rumored person.

He even came to Brother Sheng.

If Chu Qinbai hadn't appeared at the end, Xu Chao couldn't guarantee that he could hold back.

Zhu Qin didn't know the real situation.

But Brother Zhu was an extremely smart young fat man. Even if he didn't think about the marriage, he could guess most of it after staying in the hotel for two or three days.

Facing Xu Chao's rolling eyes, he simply ignored it.

Looking ahead, he didn't know who he was talking to. He said to himself, "In today's society, there are few people in the entertainment industry who don't have low pressure. Life is fully exposed, and every word and action is watched by the public."

He also called Zhou Sheng and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, if you are on the news one day, I will definitely not be surprised."

"On the news?" Zhou Sheng asked.

Zhu Qin paused, and immediately changed the topic and said, "I'm talking about financial news, financial news. At present, the production of various factories in Fucheng, from textiles to metal smelting, from the source in the west to factories in various places, has been planned. If we carry it down the road, not to mention how many people we will support, the Lancheng headquarters will not be restored to its peak, but at least it will take two steps up."

From the gossip news brought by Chu Qinbai to the business.

Zhu Qin's words made him excited.

They have been here for a short time, but whether it is Qian Sheng who stayed in Fucheng this time, or him. From beginning to end, even for a second, they have never regretted the decision to follow Zhou Sheng here.

Because the more they go forward.

That kind of framework and the foreseeable prospects will be clearer in the mind.

Zhou Sheng put aside the financial news the other party said.

He said seriously: "Predictions cannot represent the final results. Risk assessment must be done in every link. This is not just a battle for Zhou, but also related to Shengyu's subsequent cooperative investment. After returning to Fucheng, Zhu Qin, you should contact the technical department first. This is our current focus."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

Xu Chao turned around: "It's still early to the destination, Brother Sheng, you should sleep for a while."

"Okay." Zhou Sheng didn't force it.

I don't know if it's because he just got sick, but he is a little carsick. He

simply relaxed and leaned back. When he reached out to pull his clothes, he looked down unconsciously.

Thinking of Chu Qinbai's words "

good trip". Just then, several large trucks drove past their car.

Zhu Qin glanced at it and said in surprise: "Wow, isn't that the actor Chu? Everyone appears when he says so." Zhou

Sheng thought it was a real person, so he turned his head to look over.

At a glance, he saw the huge photo of Chu Qinbai pasted on the carriage of the large truck next to him.

I don't know what kind of situation the photo was taken in. It doesn't look like a general retouched GG photo, but a private indoor photo that has been circulated.

Sitting on a beige sofa, his suit is open and two buttons of his shirt collar are loose.

He is holding a pen and signing something on the poster on the coffee table.

Maybe he is signing.

The state in the photo is very real, and people deliberately enlarge it and hang it on the car, which shows that the photo is very popular with the audience.

Xu Chao also saw it and was surprised: "Do his fans know that he is in Linshun County?"

"No, they just donated supplies, and now they are returning like us." Zhu Qin said: "I see that the amount of his donations is not small every time, and his fans have always been the largest to support the disaster area. He is not a traffic star, does not maintain the number of fans, and has a lot of black history, but when encountering such things, he can achieve the effect of one call and a hundred responses. Otherwise, how can you say that he is a unique existence that cannot be replicated in the circle."

Xu Chao said: "The evaluation is so good, how come an old man also chases stars?"

Zhu Qin: "I am not considered a passerby, I have a good impression of him, after all, I have seen his movies. And I say Chao'er, why are you so hostile to people?" Xu

Chao turned around and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhou Sheng was silent in the back seat.

It was getting dark at this time.

Looking at the large cars passing by, those long dragon-like lights of the same color were like hope in the dark night.

At this moment, Zhou Sheng truly attached a new definition to Chu Qinbai's identity.

Where there is light, there are sparks.

It can set the prairie on fire, and it can also bring new life to the land under your feet.

This is another inevitable meaning of the existence of so-called celebrities in this world.

It was midnight when he returned to Fucheng.

Zhou Sheng unlocked the door and entered.

It was already past eleven o'clock at night.

As soon as he entered the door, he frowned at the deafening music and the sound of footsteps on the floor coming from upstairs.

He changed his shoes as usual and walked in.

There were many things delayed in Linshun County these days. There

was also a backlog of information that had not been processed.

Then he was busy for a week.

He didn't rest at all.

In the middle, Zhou Sheng received a photo sent by Yang Zhicheng.

Yang Zhicheng said: "This is the new actor who plays Fan Zhongqing, his name is Qi Jun. Don't look at his age. He is only in his twenties. He is considered an old actor. He will go directly to the movie studio later. Let me show you first. What do you think?"

The person in the photo did not have a bright appearance like Ren Qixuan.

Short hair, a very energetic look.

Zhou Sheng looked at the photo and actually found a similar feeling in that face.

He replied to Yang Zhicheng: "Very good." He

then asked politely: "Director Yang, I wonder if the filming went smoothly?"

But I never received a reply.

In fact, it was because the signal was too bad at the place where the crew was filming.

There are many snakes, insects, rats and ants in the rainforest wetlands, and Linshun County has just experienced a heavy rain. After the weather improved, the mountains and forests seemed unusually hot and stuffy.

Many people complained about mosquito bites, and some even developed dermatitis and eczema.

The original place to stay at night was in a town two hours away from the filming location.

It was just that it took too much time to go back and forth.

After being delayed before, Yang Zhicheng waved his hand and set up camp in the mountains and forests, determined to shorten the time to the shortest.

Two explosion scenes were filmed that day.

Both were scenes that really tested the actors' endurance and experience.

Yang Zhicheng was satisfied and called a cut until the light in the forest was no longer good. He

stood up from behind the monitor and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Take a two-hour break, and shoot the remaining two night scenes after dark!"

For a while, there were sighs around him.

Yang Zhicheng taught with a loud speaker: "Why are you all sighing? It's the last night of the filming. You must persevere! Look at your physical strength. Learn from Chu Qinbai. He was the most tired, but nothing happened in the whole afternoon."

The script supervisor collected his things and stood behind Yang Zhicheng.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Director, Chu's muscles are not trained for nothing. We are different. No matter how good our physical fitness is, we have to complain when we shoot your scenes every day."

The extras over there didn't care about the dirt on the ground after hearing the call for cut, and sat down directly.

Chu Qinbai turned around and reminded: "Don't sit on the ground directly after consuming a lot of physical strength. Get up and move around before taking a rest."

"Brother Chu." The actor on the ground waved his hands and panted: "I really can't do it. Rest for a minute first."

Chen Dengdeng ran over with a bag.

Without saying a word, he took out the bottle in the bag and sprayed it at Chu Qinbai.

"What is it?" Chu Qinbai frowned and stepped back.

Chen Dengdeng: "Hey, Brother Chu, don't hide. It's mosquito repellent. The mosquitoes here are too poisonous."

Chu Qinbai raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, don't talk about killing mosquitoes with this dose. I think you want to kill me."

The extras sitting on the ground laughed.

Chen Dengdeng's face turned red with laughter.

Someone took the initiative to reach out: "Sister Dengdeng, Brother Chu, don't spray me. My legs are full of bites through my pants."

Chen Dengdeng handed the bottle over.

Heroic: "This is for you. I have prepared several large bottles."

Chen Dengdeng looked down and saw that Chu Qinbai's shoes were covered with clay. She handed another bottle of water and said: "Director Yang is too cruel. Fortunately, we will shoot at the movie studio later. It's probably not so tiring."

There are mostly indoor scenes with set-ups over there, and the physical requirements are definitely not as high as here.

Chu Qinbai turned on the water and glanced at her: "Can't stand it?"

"It's just a little bit." After all, Chen Dengdeng is a girl. She is somewhat uncomfortable running up and down in such a harsh environment.

Chu Qinbai: "Don't follow us after we finish shooting here. Ask Xiao Qin from the studio to come over."

Chen Dengdeng's eyes widened, and she looked like she was about to cry.

She said, "Brother Chu, have you finally decided to fire me?"

"That's enough. I'll let you go back to work in Lancheng. I've never seen you do so many scenes in a day before."

Chen Dengdeng kicked the dead branches under her feet and said, "Then I'll follow you. I swear to be the first assistant and I will never back down at work!"

Chu Qinbai looked down at the head and said nothing.

Chen Dengdeng looked up: "What for?"

Chu Qinbai: "I'm just curious if my assistant has changed recently. Also, what is the first assistant? When did you become so motivated?"

Chen Dengdeng smiled and immediately said, "I learned it from Mr. Zhou!"

Chu Qinbai was stunned, "He taught you?"

"Of course not." Chen Dengdeng said, "I just got in touch with Mr. Zhou more and found that he is a person who takes everything seriously. Brother Chu, don't you think he is particularly charming when he is working?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at her.

"That's what I think anyway."

Chen Dengdeng seemed to be unable to see her boss's expression, and continued, "Brother Chu, I think you look better now, especially when you show the brilliance of your humanity. For example, you know that you feel sorry for me, a little assistant, and asked me to go back to Lancheng!"

Chu Qinbai: "If you really don't want to do this anymore, you can just say it."

Chen Dengdeng ran away first, pretending not to hear.

Anyway, Brother Chu never beat Mr. Zhou.

It doesn't look scary at all.

The crew set up big lights at night, and there were tents on the open space. The

logistics team lit a bonfire for cooking and to drive away wild animals in the mountains.

Someone sitting by the fire suddenly stood up excitedly, waved his phone and said, "Everyone! There is a signal, it's fully restored!"

Someone next to him immediately took out his phone and saw that it was real, and immediately said, "This place was affected by the heavy rain, and the geographical location is remote, so the communication will probably be restored last. I have to call my wife to report that I am safe, otherwise she will scold me again."

Yang Zhicheng and Chu Qinbai and his group passed by the back of the open space.

When Yang Zhicheng heard this, he said to the people behind him: "Since there is a signal, you should make some phone calls and do whatever you need to do. Let's wait an extra hour and shoot later."

"Thank you, Director."

"Long live Director Yang!"

Chu Qinbai was the only one left standing next to Yang Zhicheng.

"You're not going to make a phone call?" Yang Zhicheng asked him.

Chu Qinbai looked at him and said, "What are you calling?"

Yang Zhicheng: "Why are you calling? You have a family, you haven't forgotten, have you? You even treated yourself as an orphan. It's been ten years since we first worked together. You had such a bad temper back then, you couldn't even suppress it. Now you're almost thirty years old, but you behave like an old dog. Why do you seem so stupid in your relationship?"

Chu Qinbai put one hand in his pocket and looked calm under the lights.

"If you want to scold me, just do it. Why are you filming a love guide movie here?"

Yang Zhicheng was furious and pointed at him: "Chu Qinbai!"

Five minutes later, Chu Qinbai leaned against a tree and turned on his phone.

After looking at it for about three seconds, he clicked on it.

Zhou Sheng was cooking noodles when he received the video call from Chu Qinbai. He

had talked to someone in the evening and didn't eat much. There was nothing else at home except a handful of noodles.

He was surprised for two seconds before clicking to connect.

This was the first time he had a video call with someone. When Chu Qinbai's face appeared on the screen, it was still a bit shocking to him.

"What's wrong?" The first reaction was that this person wanted to talk to him about something.

Chu Qinbai: "Try to see if the signal is good."

Zhou Sheng: "...Oh."

Why did he want to check with him? Did this person want to call to quarrel?

Seeing that the light was dim over there, Zhou Sheng moved closer. After careful identification, he found that there was a forest behind him. He was surprised: "Why are you still outside so late?"

As a result, the camera turned around, and Zhou Sheng saw people busy in the open space.

The fire, the lights, it was a busy time.

The next second, the camera turned back, and Chu Qinbai said: "Still shooting, staying in the mountains at night."

Zhou Sheng: "... hard work."

Chu Qinbai seemed to want to laugh, so he stopped talking and asked him: "What are you doing?"

"Cooking noodles."

Zhou Sheng tried to turn the camera around like him, but he didn't understand, so he just took the phone and put it against the pot.

Although the camera was immediately covered with a layer of fog, it was enough for Chu Qinbai to see the situation in the pot.

He was speechless for a moment, and kindly reminded: "If you continue to cook, you won't eat noodles, but batter."

Zhou Sheng took out chopsticks and picked it in the pot.

Then he immediately threw the phone aside and said: "Wait a minute."

When Zhou Sheng reappeared in the camera, he was already sitting on the sofa.

In front of him was a bowl of noodles without any color, almost clumped together, and there was not even a vegetable on it.

Chu Qinbai looked at the man who was sitting in a proper manner and said speechlessly: "Did you add seasoning?"

"I added salt."

Zhou Sheng took a bite with chopsticks.

There was a slight pause.

Chu Qinbai: "Is it delicious?"

Zhou Sheng looked up and looked at him, "Light is good for health."

On the phone, Chu Qinbai sneered, "Why don't you just say you can't cook?"

"You can't cook either."

He still has the nerve to complain about others.

Chu Qinbai nodded: "I really can."

Zhou Sheng, who had never seen him approach the kitchen in Lancheng, looked at him when he heard this, "Are you lying to me?"

"Can I get any benefit from lying to you?" Chu Qinbai leaned against the tree leisurely, "When I first started filming and running investment projects, I didn't have an assistant. I went to far places and had to take care of my own meals."

Zhou Sheng admitted, "It seems that the environment really trains people."

Zhou Sheng lowered his head to eat noodles. He ate the noodles that didn't look very good very ordinary.

Chu Qinbai frowned.

After a while, he said, "You lived in Fucheng..." Before he finished speaking, he heard the noise from Zhou Sheng's side again and asked him, "What noise?"

Zhou Sheng was used to it and didn't even raise his head.

"Upstairs."

"Does it happen often?"

"Not really, it seems that he is a young man who loves to write poetry. Only when he fails to express his feelings to others with poetry, he will find a bunch of people to gather upstairs. He hasn't expressed his feelings to anyone for two days. Today, maybe... he failed again."

Chu Qinbai: "... Where did this psychopath come from?"

Zhou Sheng looked at him disapprovingly, "Stop swearing."

Chu Qinbai: "Mr. Zhou, have you heard that poets are only immortals if they live in history, and they are crazy if they live upstairs. Where did you find this shabby house? There are all kinds of messy people."

"It's arranged here, and I won't live here for long. At most, there will be three months, and I will go back when the situation is almost stable."

The two of them fell silent in the sound of banging upstairs.

Zhou Sheng was eating, and Chu Qinbai didn't say anything.

In the video, Zhou Sheng was wearing pajamas. He was probably eating while reading the documents next to him.

I didn't even notice that the collar was low.

Chu Qinbai slightly shifted his gaze and reminded: "Eat your meal seriously."

Zhou Sheng looked over and said, "You haven't been stuck for such a long time, so your signal is very good."

"Then?"

"You talk too much, I'm going to hang up." He

was disgusted with the person, but he had to ask for the person's consent before hanging up the phone.

Chu Qinbai waited for a long time and said, "Hang up."

Zhou Sheng: "...Goodbye."

Chapter 27

Three days later at six in the afternoon, in the VIP lounge at

Fucheng Airport. Away from the mountain environment, Chu Qinbai changed into a common black shirt, grey socks just above his ankles, and spotless leather shoes. As he curled up in a corner flipping through a magazine with his long legs crossed, he regained his usual luxurious and aloof look. VIP guests on the same flight recognized him and whispered to him. They probably wanted to take a photo or get an autograph. But they didn't dare to act. When he finally prepared himself mentally and wanted to get up, he saw him answering the phone, so he stopped. After a while, his courage was gone. He simply listened to his voice attentively. In a low voice with a casual tone, he said calmly, "I'll be there in the evening. Just go there. You can handle this kind of thing. If Lu Ming has any objections, you can ask him to come to me directly... beg for mercy? What kind of mercy is he begging for? The role itself is because he is not suitable. I have no objection to his wanting to gain sympathy for the online things, but it involves people who should not be involved. I have done my best to let him apologize publicly. But you tell him that if he does it again, he will not stay in Shengkai." The two young girls who were listening not far away looked at each other. They thought of the gossip on the Internet in the past few days. Lu Ming, Shengkai, role, it is not difficult to gather key information with these words. Related to it, it directly points to one person, Ren Qixuan. This matter started to ferment two days ago. At first, someone broke the news that Ren Qixuan was suddenly replaced shortly after joining the crew of "Floating Life Dream". When fans met him at the airport, they saw that he looked unhappy and expressed their dissatisfaction on the Internet. There are many different opinions about the reasons. That afternoon, a marketing account claimed that it had first-hand information. The most fundamental reason for Ren Qixuan's replacement was that he offended someone he shouldn't have offended. And many people speculated whether this person he offended was Chu Qinbai. However, the marketing account directly denied it, saying that it was a certain capital around Chu Qinbai that was offended. The Internet exploded. Ren Qixuan's fans were the first to disagree, and began to make a fuss and attack from all sides. The first to bear the brunt of it was Chu Qinbai himself. ——Will everyone forget it? When Chu, the actor, just debuted, he was deeply involved in the nightclub Rashomon scandal. I don't know how chaotic his private life was. What's it like now? Has he started to play the role of a capitalist now? Or can't he escape the control of the capital world? ——Which capital is so big, come out and let me see. ——Do you really think that our Qixuan is easy to bully? He has never fought or competed all the way, and has been quietly doing his career. Just because he is associated with Chu Qinbai, he is treated like this by others? ——And the actor who was replaced is Qi Jun, right? I'm not saying that, he has been tepid for more than ten years since his debut, how can he replace our Qixuan? Ren Qixuan's image as a victim has been solidified. The new traffic fan base is still quite large. We vow to find out this so-called "capital" and ask for an explanation. Less than two hours after the topic of this mysterious capital appeared, several other endorsements of Ren Qixuan announced that they would no longer cooperate with it. Ren Qixuan's fans only then realized that the matter had been made bigger by such a fuss. Different voices appeared one after another. Such as. ——I'm not a fan of Chu Qinbai, but some fans of newcomers are also ridiculous. I wonder if they didn't graduate from elementary school? As one of the earliest group of spectators in the entertainment industry, let me say something fair. When Chu, the actor, just debuted and became famous overnight, the nightclub Rashomon incident was designed by someone, and almost got someone into bed. Otherwise, you think he has a lot of negative news, why is there so little peachy scandal? I guess he was disgusted by that thing. ——Indeed. If you ask me, what capital is there? Ren Chu Qin Bai, not to mention his family background, has more than countless capital. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that it has been your Ren Qixuan who has been hyping up the Ren Chu actor for a while, and now he is acting pitiful here. ——Qi Jun's fans raised their hands, saying that we don't eat melons, but also ask some fans of actor Ren to stop. ——Did no one find the bright spot? For a whole day, Shengkai and the crew didn't say anything, but Ren Qixuan's endorsement was wiped out. ——Found it, and it started after the topic was directed to a certain capital. ——So is there really such a person? The matter ended with a letter of apology from Ren Qixuan. He publicly stated that the replacement was only due to role adaptation reasons, not as speculated on the Internet. Finally, he apologized to the crew and all the actors affected by the public opinion. Fans shouted distressed under the Weibo. ——You just blinked when your brother was kidnapped. ——Knowing that Chu Qinbai also holds half of Shengkai's shares, the previous scandal was clearly between the two of them, but now they want to kick you out. We all understand and will always be here. ——Hug, no matter what happens outside, we support you. The topic of "certain capital" was gradually suppressed and blocked. When passers-by tried to search again, they found that the entry was directly clamped. Someone raised questions, but no waves were raised. Until the airport lounge that day. Two passers-by glimpsed some truths from the phone call they accidentally heard. Chu Qinbai instructed Ren Qixuan to lose resources. He was also related to him making a public apology. "Involving people who should not be involved", this sentence proves that there is indeed a mysterious person whose name is unknown, as for whether it is a certain capital rumored on the Internet, there is no way to know. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Chu Qinbai said: "He is not from this circle and should not be affected by such things." Hearing this, the eyes of the two passers-by sitting not far away lit up. Fan Xuan was still saying on the other end of the phone: "I know that too. I asked Zhou Sheng to sign the agreement at the beginning, for fear of exposure. But are you too nervous about this matter? Ren Qixuan was replaced in the middle of the term, and in order to prevent the outside world from spreading too bad news, some marketing methods were used, which was also approved by Lu Ming. But I didn't expect you to react so strongly. Lu Ming was confused and called me more than ten times in the morning to ask you what was going on." Chu Qinbai: "It's a warning to him, so that he won't want to force anyone to sign with me in the future." "Okay." Fan Xuan sighed, and then said: "But there is one thing I am very curious about. What is the situation in Linshun County? Wasn't Zhou Sheng transferred to work in Fucheng? How could it be exaggerated to be a capital." Chu Qinbai thought of the feeling of someone walking, sitting and lying down normally. He raised the end of his eyebrows, "It's quite similar." "What do you mean?" Fan Xuan was puzzled. Chu Qinbai: "Nothing, hanging up." At this time, a voice suddenly came from the airport broadcast. Dear passengers: Your flight number ACXXXXX from Fucheng to Qidong will not be able to take off tonight due to the local climate in Qidong. Please go to the front desk to change or refund your ticket. We are deeply sorry for the inconvenience and trouble caused to you... The broadcast was repeated several times.

The entire VIP lounge was gradually filled with voices of surprise or complaints.

Below Qidong is the country's largest film and television city.

All major film and television crews gather here to shoot all year round.

It is also the destination of the "Floating Life Dream" film crew this time.

But now there is heavy fog over there in Qidong, and all flights are suspended tonight, so it is impossible to transfer. Those who

take this flight are all core members of the crew. As the group walked out, the producer said to Yang Zhicheng: "There is no way. For those of us who fly in the air all year round, delays and suspensions are commonplace. Brother Chu should have more experience." Chu

Qinbai walked by wearing a mask and responded: "Just get used to it."

The group arrived outside the airport.

While waiting for the bus.

Someone suddenly patted the arm of the person next to him, pointed to the opposite side of the road and said: "Look, who is standing there? Is that Mr. Zhou?"

Many people turned directly to Chu Qinbai without even seeing the person clearly.

Asked: "Did you tell Mr. Zhou that we are leaving today?"

"Are you here to see you off or did you hear that there is a delay and come to pick you up?"

"Do you think that Chu Qinbai is the sun? The whole world revolves around him." Yang Zhicheng couldn't listen any more, "It's obvious that they are discussing something over there."

Two low-key black cars were parked across the very wide two-lane road.

Because it was a little late and blocked by the cars, only four or five people could be seen.

Men and women were dressed very professionally, and there were three foreign faces among them.

In this contrast, Zhou Sheng stood out among them.

He was also dressed in formal clothes, but he wore the unique elegance and literary style of Oriental people.

Zhou Sheng didn't pay any attention to the situation across the road. He waved his hand to signal the person in front of him to wait and answered Chu Xuming's call.

"Brother." Zhou Sheng said.

Chu Xuming was in a good mood when he heard the title, and asked him: "Have you received the person?"

"Just received the person." Zhou Sheng said: "But the representative they sent this time is a German, and the translator is still on the way."

Chu Xuming: "German? This British company and Shengyu have been cooperating across borders for many years. I heard that they poached a German technical talent a few years ago. But sending someone as a representative in such a short time may be a perfunctory attitude. You should be prepared to be embarrassed."

Zhou Sheng: "It's okay. Their automated machinery technology is currently second to none in the world. I have to thank my brother for the introduction." Chu Xuming: "You're welcome.

Helping you is also helping myself. Shengyu is now in my hands, and the other party has been grinding again and again to renew the contract. They are holding their breath and waiting for me to make concessions. This is what cooperation is like. Whoever bows first loses first."

Zhou Sheng: "I believe that one day, we will no longer take the initiative to seek cooperation, but others will beg us."

Chu Xuming laughed and said, "Zhou Sheng, I like your tenacity and backbone."

Zhou Sheng did not respond. This is not backbone, but a fact.

The nation has gone from a passive state to where it is today.

That step forward is not as simple as a small step.

In all walks of life, biotechnology, electronic information, aircraft and ship manufacturing technology, etc.

From the initial active pursuit of learning and reference opportunities, to today's own production, research and development, and even surpassing, they have done very well, thousands of times better than expected.

This is the result of accumulation from generation to generation.

He unexpectedly came to the best era of mature and stable development.

Witness the peak of the development of entertainment, watch a hundred flowers bloom, and flourish in diversity.

What he can do is very limited.

It's just taking care of the things in front of him.

But the times and the country will only get better and stronger, and this belief has never wavered.

If you narrow it down to yourself, you will feel that they are all trivial matters.

Just a German.

It's no big deal.

The German representative was indeed arrogant and never spoke from beginning to end.

It was always a British secretary beside him who was talking.

During the conversation, Zhou Sheng's fluent and authentic British English really surprised the secretary. Nowadays, young people in the UK sometimes speak with an American accent, but Mr. Zhou's accent is too standard.

The secretary looked at the representative and said to Zhou Sheng: "Mr. Zhou, I'm really sorry, Mr. Franz doesn't like to talk to people in English, so you must have a qualified translator." It is

impossible to work in the UK without knowing English.

This is just a reason for embarrassment.

Zhou Sheng smiled and said in English: "I understand, it's our communication that was not timely. The person is on the way and will arrive in half an hour at most."

Franz suddenly said something in German. The

secretary said with embarrassment: "Mr. Zhou, our representative said that he was a little tired and was afraid that he couldn't wait for half an hour. He wanted to go to the hotel to rest first."

At this time, a sentence came from the side of the road, "Sorry, I just arrived and kept waiting." It

was also said in English.

Zhou Sheng turned his head and saw Chu Qinbai.

He was much taller than the German, walked straight over and stretched out his hand to the person.

He spoke German again.

Zhou Sheng stared at his silhouette for several seconds, then noticed the crew standing not far away.

Franz over there could no longer find an excuse, and stiffly stretched out his hand to shake hands with Chu Qinbai.

Chen Dengdeng came over without knowing when, and stood behind Zhou Sheng.

He whispered, "Mr. Zhou, what a coincidence, are you receiving foreign guests?"

"Let's talk about cooperation." Zhou Sheng leaned back slightly and asked her, "Why are you here?" "

We are flying to Qidong, and the flight is suspended. I came out to find a hotel and happened to see you."

Zhou Sheng nodded, and his eyes returned to the opposite side again.

Chu Qinbai's appearance broke the deadlock. The mask still held at his fingertips did not damage his ease and calmness. He played the role of interpreter in front of several foreigners with peace of mind. I don't know what he said to Franz, but the middle-aged man with a beer belly actually smiled.

The hotel was booked by Zhou Sheng and his team.

After a brief exchange, they drove there.

Chu Qinbai naturally went the same way.

"What about Director Yang and the others?" Zhou Sheng asked him after getting in the car.

Chu Qinbai and Chen Dengdeng walked with them, Zhou Sheng sat in the middle, and Chu Qinbai sat on the right. The chassis of this car is low, and it seems crowded when there are too many people. It seems that his long legs cannot be placed. He moved several times before he bent his legs and sat down. His tall figure was slumped in the position and looked a little uncomfortable.

After sitting down, he looked at him and said, "They will follow by themselves."

Zhou Sheng looked back and said, "How about I book a room for you? Just as a thank you."

"Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for taking care of me on the crew before."

Chu Qinbai tilted his head: "Mr. Zhou, you are not short of money now? I remember that I was the one who took care of you, and I seem to be your translator now. Why don't you remember to thank me?"

Zhou Sheng tilted his head: "Then... thank you, Brother Chu?"

Chu Qinbai looked into his eyes, paused for a moment, then reached out and pushed his head back, "You are quite perfunctory." Then he moved again, leaned back, frowned, "You should change your car."

Zhou Sheng: "This is someone else's car, you have to make do with it."

Chu Qinbai: "Yes, I am not like you, I can make do with the food and the accommodation."

Zhou Sheng knew that he was complaining about the house he lived in and the bowl of noodles he ate. He

decided not to argue with him.

When he arrived at the hotel, the environment was good. It provided

a one-stop service for food, accommodation and transportation, and the arrangements were absolutely impeccable.

From the dining table to the negotiation table, the enemy retreated and I advanced, and both exchanges were rewarding. With Chu Qinbai, the process went more smoothly than expected. Moreover, Zhou Sheng also found that he was not the kind of translator who was rigid, but would make appropriate additions and explanations. From his gestures, it can be seen that he was also a frequent visitor to the negotiation table. Zhou Sheng

believed that what he said about running projects in his early years was true.

Not only was he professional in translation, but he could also give examples to supplement the things discussed by both parties, and he did not look like an amateur at all.

With that kind of upbringing and that face, Zhou Sheng found that the other party's secretary's eyes never left him from beginning to end.

He thought to himself that he was worthy of being in the entertainment industry.

This peach blossom skill was also first-class.

After the preliminary discussion, it was getting dark.

Zhou Sheng asked someone to take the other team upstairs to rest.

Zhou Sheng turned around from the door.

He saw Chu Qinbai standing in front of the table flipping through the casual notebook.

Chu Qinbai looked over and said, "I didn't know that in addition to speaking fluent English, you can also write beautiful pen cursive."

The notebook was written casually, without any rules.

But they were all the key points of the meeting.

Because most meetings were in English, I wrote English casually.

Zhou Sheng studied abroad in the UK for three years.

But this must not be said.

He calmly took back the notebook and said casually, "I went to an international school in elementary school."

This is not false. Zhou Qicong didn't care much about this son, but he was willing to spend money on his education. Although the facts proved that the education was also a failure, it explained the current problem very well.

Zhou Sheng asked back, "I don't know when you learned German either."

Chu Qinbai folded his hands, "Want to know?"

Zhou Sheng looked into his eyes and shook his head, "I don't think so now."

Chu Qinbai nodded, "It's just right, I don't really want to say it."

Zhou Sheng gave him an ungentlemanly eye roll,

put away his notebook and left.

Chapter 28

Everyone stayed in the same hotel at night.

Compared with the small place they stayed in Linshun County before, this hotel has a shiny marble floor and 24-hour room service. Even if you want to eat in the middle of the night, there are corresponding snacks and desserts for you to choose from.

After arranging the people in Franz's team, Zhou Sheng was about to leave.

Until he was stopped halfway.

Franz's British secretary asked him tactfully about the room number of the translator tonight.

Zhou Sheng was surprised for a moment, and laughed and cried.

He had to say: "Sorry, ma'am, as far as I know, the translator is married."

The secretary was shocked: "Is that so? He looks very young, looks like an oriental star, tall and handsome."

Zhou Sheng thought that foreigners are really direct.

They are never stingy with praise.

Zhou Sheng blocked this peach blossom out of friendship as a host. Chu Qinbai helped, and on the other hand, it was at a critical stage of cooperation, and it was not appropriate to offend either party.

As for Chu Qinbai's true attitude, he still had to consult him.

So before leaving, he went to find someone.

In the lounge area of ​​the hotel lobby, Yang Zhicheng and his friends sat together drinking tea and chatting.

When he saw Zhou Sheng coming over, Yang Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "Boss Zhou, I heard that you are going to discuss a big deal tonight. You still took the time to take care of us. Thank you for your hard work."

"Director Yang, you should call me Zhou Sheng."

Zhou Sheng had taken off his coat and put it on his arm.

He walked over and said, "I should be more familiar with Fucheng than you. I should be grateful for your care before."

Someone made way for him and said, "Boss Zhou, come and sit here."

Zhou Sheng was not polite and sat down. He

exchanged a glance with Chu Qinbai who was sitting next to him.

When Zhou Sheng sat down, he still had his legs crossed and one hand on the armrest of the sofa. On his knees was a special travel guide brochure provided by the hotel.

Zhou Sheng put his coat on the armrest on his side, turned back to ask Yang Zhicheng and the others: "Director Yang, what time is your flight tomorrow?"

"Booked at 8 a.m."

The female producer next to him looked between Zhou Sheng and Chu Qinbai who were on the same sofa. I don't know what she thought of, and suddenly said to Yang Zhicheng: "Director Yang, it's okay to be late for a day or half a day, especially for someone like Chu. It's useless to rush with us for a few hours. You can't start working immediately after you go to the set."

Yang Zhicheng connected the signal with the producer.

He understood immediately and said: "Well, Qinbai, why don't you set the time yourself? You don't have to go with us."

Chu Qinbai opened his eyelids.

Turning a page, "No. Start early and finish early."

Yang Zhicheng was rejected, but he was happy. He turned around and explained to Zhou Sheng: "We are mainly shooting some action scenes here, and the emotions of the actors are very important later. This private life sometimes easily affects the actor's state of entering the role. Of course, I absolutely trust him professionally, but it's good to adjust it in advance."

Yang Zhicheng has never seen Chu Qinbai's marital status.

But as a director, he must be responsible for the actors and the entire play.

Moreover, when he came into contact with Zhou Sheng, he was a very peaceful person, and that feeling is hard to find in many modern people.

The character of Chang Zheng has great ups and downs in emotions.

No matter what the relationship between Chu Qinbai and Zhou Sheng is, whether it is a sweet love, a seemingly close relationship, or a mutual dislike. Yang Zhicheng thinks it is better not to have too much contact at this time.

In this regard, Chu Qinbai's performance seems very rational.

Once you join the group and enter the role, try not to let people and things outside affect you. Even if you find that there are influencing factors, a professional actor will know how to actively avoid them.

No matter what his reason was, Yang Zhicheng, as a director, was very satisfied.

Zhou Sheng looked at Yang Zhicheng's expression and knew that he had misunderstood his intention of asking them when they would leave.

About the fact that the two were married.

Whether in front of people who knew about it or not, it was better not to say more if it was possible.

Zhou Sheng echoed Yang Zhicheng's words and automatically changed the subject.

Asking about such trivial matters as whether the dinner was satisfactory.

When the topic was almost over.

Zhou Sheng stood up to indicate that he was leaving.

He picked up the clothes on the armrest and said, "I'm sorry, Director Yang, I have a morning meeting tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to see you off in time."

"Why do you want to see us off? We are so familiar with each other,

we should treat each other as family members." Chu Qinbai, who was next to him, probably stood up with everyone else because of the occasion.

Zhou Sheng found that there were many people around him, so he deliberately moved sideways, approached Chu Qinbai's arm, tilted his head and said, "Come out, we have something to say."

Chu Qinbai lowered his eyes and looked at him, then stopped the actions of others. He put down the brochure in his hand and said directly, "I'll just take him out."

"Okay, then Brother Chu, you take Mr. Zhou out."

"Remember to take him to the car."

The two of them left the lobby one after the other and headed for the door.

He didn't know that some people behind him were pestering Yang Zhicheng.

The female producer was the first one who couldn't help but said, "Director, do you know what's going on with these two people? I don't think they are a couple, and they're not ambiguous, but it's just weird, an indescribable feeling."

Yang Zhicheng, who only knew that the two were married but didn't know the details, calmly picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, "How would I know."

"Keep pretending."

"Yes, director, tell me."

"When Mr. Zhou showed up in Linshun County, if I hadn't seen that he knew Brother Chu, I would have wanted to pursue him. I can imagine how gentle and considerate a boyfriend like that would be. He's simply the perfect ideal type."

"And Brother Chu is weird too. If you say he's cold, he really is, but sometimes his attitude towards Zhou Sheng doesn't seem to be that way."

Yang Zhicheng put down the cup and said, "Quiet down, there's no hope."

"What do you mean there's no hope?"

"Are you saying there's no hope with Mr. Zhou as a boyfriend, or with Brother Chu?"

Yang Zhicheng: "Guess it yourself."

"Forget it, I'll ask Brother Chu when he comes back."

On the other side, at the hotel entrance.

Several marble columns were hidden in the shadow of a patch of green trees in front of the door.

Although there were not many people around, Zhou Sheng still walked to the corner for fear that Chu Qinbai would be recognized.

Seeing Chu Qinbai following him, Zhou Sheng turned around and looked at him.

"What's the matter?" Chu Qinbai raised his eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Sheng: "I haven't formally thanked you for what happened today."

Chu Qinbai: "No need."

"You still have to say thank you when it's time."

Zhou Sheng then handed over a business card.

"What's this?" Chu Qinbai took it and looked down at the business card.

A foreign name of Manlinda.

Then he looked up at Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng explained: "This is the female secretary you met tonight next to Franz."

Chu Qinbai recalled the blurred blond and blue-eyed young lady.

"So?"

"She asked for your room number, and I said you were married and stopped it for you. But I think if you need it, you can contact her according to the business card. She has a good impression of you."

Chu Qinbai's eyes condensed slightly, and it was not clear in the shadow of the door.

He seemed to find it funny again, holding up the business card in his hand and said: "Is this the way you said you would thank me?"

"Ah, this is not it."

Zhou Sheng denied: "Didn't I thank you already?"

"When?"

"Just now. I said thank you to you, and you said no."

Chu Qinbai: "..."

The big actor turned his head by his neck.

He asked again: "Do you think I like this style?"

"At least she has a good figure and looks very beautiful."

Chu Qinbai nodded: "Then you also said I was married. As one of the parties involved in the word married, do you think there is anything wrong with your behavior?"

Zhou Sheng nodded: "Of course."

"Of course?" Chu Qinbai's tone became heavier.

Zhou Sheng said seriously: "It is not allowed morally, but the law cannot restrict this behavior. This is your freedom."

At this moment, Chu Qinbai felt that he had been shocked enough.

Staring at Zhou Sheng, he said: "Zhou Sheng, I thought you were a very traditional person."

Zhou Sheng was stunned and shook his head, expressing his surprise: "How could it be? You should have known this when you married me."

Chu Qinbai exposed on the spot: "Your acting is really bad."

Zhou Sheng: "..."

Zhou Sheng had no time to distinguish whether Chu Qinbai, a traditional man, was targeting himself or the previous Zhou Sheng.

But the previous Zhou Sheng was obviously not.

Even if it was the current him, Zhou Sheng would never admit this in front of him.

In order to increase credibility, Zhou Sheng also told the truth and analyzed their relationship for the first time.

He said, "We all know that there are many factors in this marriage. Even if you don't divorce, you don't need to have any burden. I won't tell anyone about this relationship. Whether you meet someone you really like or it's a casual and short relationship, you can do whatever you want. It doesn't involve the law, it doesn't harm society, it doesn't hurt others, and no one can blame you if you are willing. At least I won't."

Chu Qinbai leaned back against the pillar, no longer casual at the beginning, and looked at Zhou Sheng with a deeper and harder to tell.

He asked, "Do you want to try an open marriage?"

"Open marriage?" This term is very new to Zhou Sheng.

Chu Qinbai snorted, "Even sex partners and crew couples know this term, so it shouldn't be difficult to understand it. Simply put, it's an open marriage. Within a marriage relationship, sex life is casual and there is no restriction on each other. In short, everyone has their own way."

Zhou Sheng digested this explanation.

He found that his educational concept was really not enough to accept this level all at once.

The essence of his talking about this topic was because he never felt that this marriage should be a bondage.

Because he was not "Zhou Sheng".

He had no right to ask Chu Qinbai to fulfill his marital duties.

To put it bluntly, he only gave this right of openness to Chu Qinbai, because that was also his right. There was no need to keep this relationship or contractual commitment for a stranger who he didn't know at all.

The person who was originally promised had disappeared.

As for Zhou Sheng himself, facing a brand new world, he also had too many ideals to fulfill and witness.

Personal feelings were not originally within the scope of his plan.

Zhong Qing once said in a letter that you must find someone you really like and the other person also likes you. Zhou

Sheng had seen many such relationships.

Young lovers who sent love letters to each other in college. Old couples

who held the last bowl of white porridge and lied to each other that they had eaten it. Husbands who

would rather use their bodies to block bullets than put their wives behind them.

There are all kinds of relationships, and there are all kinds of endings.

It is true that simple happiness is more difficult to obtain in the new society.

But true love is not absent. There are also ignorant youth campus romances, from holding hands to growing old. Ordinary couples who go through the daily necessities of life can also be the love of this life who will bid farewell to each other at the bedside in old age.

But all these are too far away from him.

He didn't meet the people who left him in the troubled times, so naturally he couldn't find someone who knew nothing in this world with his old soul, and then lie to the other person for the rest of his life.

And he was married when he just came here.

Naturally, he would not think about finding someone new.

Zhou Sheng finally said: "This "open marriage", if you want to try it, you..." "

You want to cheat?" Chu Qinbai interrupted him with his eyes, "So this is to give me a shot of prevention?"

Zhou Sheng: "..."

Chu Qinbai raised his foot back and pressed it against the pillar, stood up, and took a step closer.

"Do you need me to tell you? Generally speaking, only people with a guilty conscience in marriage will make such a request to another person."

Take another step.

"Is that what you mean?"

Take another step.

"Mr. Zhou, huh?"

Zhou Sheng was forced to retreat to the outer wall by this man.

The whole person leaned on it, looking at the face close at hand, and smelled the same scent he smelled on him before in Linshun County.

Zhou Sheng tilted his head slightly, without looking at him, and only said: "You know that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Chu Qinbai did not move away.

Zhou Sheng felt that the distance was too far, and he slightly raised his head to avoid it.

He was just here to pass on a message, and the decision was not his. I don't know why the topic has gone so far.

Zhou Sheng's hand finally touched Chu Qinbai's shoulder.

"Enough." He whispered.

Chu Qinbai looked down at his fingers and asked him: "What's enough?"

"I said don't get so close to me anymore. Chu Qinbai."

Because in the last few years, Zhou Sheng was more sensitive to close relationships than ordinary people.

His whole state was a little tense.

One of the reasons was probably that he hadn't been so close to someone for a long time, especially when the person he was facing exuded such an obvious aura of suppression and aggression, which led him to call Chu Qinbai's name seriously. There

was a reminder and a warning.

But Chu Qinbai just glanced at him.

The next second, she reached out and held his wrist, and by the way, she glanced at the watch on his wrist and said nonchalantly, "But weren't you the one who took the initiative to support me with your hand and broke the last distance? It's almost ten o'clock now, and you haven't answered my question yet."

Zhou Sheng finally felt that the topic of "open marriage" might have touched some of Chu Qinbai's reverse scales, so he acted like this.

Zhou Sheng took two deep breaths and turned back to look at him.

Compromise: "I take back what I just said."

"What?"

"Say those words if you want to try."

"Well, what else?"

"What else? Am I not traditional enough?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him for two seconds, let go of his hand, and stepped back.

He stared at Zhou Sheng and said without any emotion: "I am traditional enough and cannot accept this avant-garde thinking." He shook Zhou Sheng's right hand and stuffed the business card into his hand, "Also, before asking people, at least find out the preferences of the person concerned. I don't like women, especially foreign women."

Zhou Sheng looked at the small card in his palm.

He straightened his wrinkled sleeves and wondered: "Then what do you like?"

Chu Qinbai glanced at him, "Why? Do you still want to introduce me?"

Zhou Sheng stepped back from this dark corner.

Stand on the other side of the light and shadow.

Then he said, "No, I just have nothing to say."

"If you have nothing to say, then say less." Chu Qinbai saw the car slid to the door from the corner of his eye, and said lightly, "If you leave now, I might be able to bear it." Zhou Sheng

was puzzled.

"What to bear?"

"Are you angry about the fact that you want to cheat on me, or is it more worthy to be angry about the fact that you try to cheat on yourself. Anyway, please, Mr. Zhou, do you need me to open the car door for you?"

Zhou Sheng felt that if they stayed in the same place again tonight, this matter would not be resolved peacefully.

Zhou Sheng patted the clothes on his arm.

Lightly: "No trouble. Good night, Mr. Chu."

Ordinary walked to the car door, opened the door, got in the car, and closed the door. Xu Chao,

who came to pick him up, started the car and looked at the door.

Asked: "Brother Sheng, I saw you talking for a long time just now. Did you quarrel?"

Zhou Sheng sat in the back seat.

Holding his right wrist with his left hand, his temperature was low, and he quickly covered the warm feeling just now.

Then he said: "No, he was making trouble for no reason."

Chapter 29

The next day, the creative team of "Floating Life Dream" flew to Qidong. No one knew why Chu Qinbai was in a low mood. It was not a low mood, as he still had the same face, but you could feel that he was not in a good mood. Even Director Yang Zhicheng did not talk to him about this and that, and he even changed seats with someone on the plane. He

complained, "I don't know who provoked him? Sitting with him will shorten your life."

The people in the team whispered, "Because of Mr. Zhou? I saw them staying outside for a long time last night."

Yang Zhicheng did not believe it.

"Do you think Zhou Sheng is someone who can quarrel with others? It would be more credible to say that he, Chu Qinbai, bullies people."

The people next to him nodded and agreed, "It seems so."

Only assistant Chen Dengdeng was very sure and certain that it was because of Mr. Zhou.

After following her boss for more than a year, the number of times she actually saw Chu Qinbai angry was not as many as the number of times Mr. Zhou woke up in this short period of time.

And she vaguely felt that something was different this time.

It doesn't seem like she's angry.

She didn't know how to describe it.

"Brother, have a drink of water." Chen Dengdeng carefully handed over a bottle on the plane.

Chu Qinbai took off his eye mask, and there was no sign of him falling asleep. He turned his head and glanced at his assistant.

He asked her, "How long will it take?"

Chen Dengdeng glanced out the small window, "It's almost there, the plane is descending."

Chu Qinbai took the water, was silent for two seconds but didn't unscrew it, instead he looked at Chen Dengdeng as if he thought of something, and suddenly said, "Tell me about your impression of Zhou Sheng, from the time you met him."

"Ah?" Chen Dengdeng was dumbfounded.

She secretly complained, although I know you're here because of Mr. Zhou, but after all this journey, what are you asking?

Although Chen Dengdeng complained in her heart.

But she said politely, "The Mr. Zhou I met is a well-educated and well-mannered person, even every time he is very polite to me." Chen Dengdeng praised him regardless, "Gentle, capable, reliable, and most importantly, he looks very good!"

Chen Dengdeng didn't forget to be a fangirl at the end.

After she finished speaking, she found that Brother Chu was completely indifferent.

She suddenly couldn't figure out why her boss asked this question.

Could it be that he was angry with Mr. Zhou and wanted to hear bad things about him?

Chen Dengdeng hesitated for two seconds and said slowly: "I only said my own thoughts. After all, I have known Mr. Zhou for a short time. Sister Fan and the others said that Mr. Zhou was not very good before. He drove fast, bullied people everywhere, asked Sister Fan for money and asked for a lot of money, was idle and idle... and so on?"

Chen Dengdeng didn't believe it when she said it.

She thought how could Mr. Zhou do these things.

Who spread the rumors? Too irresponsible!

She said so much.

Brother Chu still didn't speak.

As a diligent assistant.

Looking at her boss's firm and clear jaw angle and high nose bridge as he looked sideways to the window.

She comforted: "Brother Chu, although Mr. Zhou looks good, you are definitely not bad."

Chu Qinbai frowned and turned back, obviously not caring about what she said.

Just said: "It's none of your business." What kind

of ruthless capitalist is this who throws away after using.

Chen Dengdeng had to shrink back silently.

At the same time, he wondered what kind of person Mr. Zhou was. Is this a question worth pondering?

Why did his boss seem so silent?

And Zhou Sheng's statement that there was a morning meeting was a fact.

Franz's secretary expressed her regret when she learned that the translator had never come to see her until he left.

And she showed little interest in the newly found translator.

Franz and his party stayed in Fucheng for a total of one week.

During this period, everything from the details of the cooperation, factory inspections, to the profit-sharing ratio was discussed and finalized one by one.

Zhou Sheng's attitude seemed soft, but in fact he refused to give in.

In the end, the company reached a cooperation agreement with Zhou Sheng on terms similar to those of Shengyu.

Franz had completely changed his mind about Zhou Sheng later.

The morning of the last day before leaving.

The two parties came out of the gate of Zhou's largest factory in Fucheng. Franz said to Zhou Sheng in English: "Mr. Zhou, you remind me of my great-grandfather."

"Great-grandfather?" Zhou Sheng laughed in surprise and asked: "Why?"

Franz pointed to an industrial park in the distance and said: "When he was young, he went to China. At that time, he described this place as a land of smoke and fire, but the people here all have a backbone of steel. When I first met you, I thought you were very weak, but now I don't think so. You are very good."

Zhou Sheng nodded: "I am indeed not strong enough, but I think your great-grandfather is right."

Franz: "I have a hunch, Zhou, you will become our best partner in China."

"I will definitely not let Mr. Franz down."

Zhou Sheng stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, ending this cooperative exchange.

The automated heavy equipment machinery provided by this British machinery factory named CYN opened a unique and rapid development period for Zhou Sheng's plan to arrive in Fucheng this time.

In just over a month, his activity section has gradually expanded from Fucheng at the beginning to the entire South China region.

And the cooperation with Franz and others does not stop there. When Zhou Sheng was negotiating the terms, he asked to send two of their own technical talents to the UK for a one-year technical exchange and study.

He made such a big move in Fucheng.

There are more than one or two people who heard about it.

First of all, it was within Zhou's company.

From being unpopular at the beginning, every step of the results sent back caused an uproar in the head office.

Zhou Song smashed several potted plants in the office.

He sneered at his own people: "Who is he, Zhou Sheng?! Because of the relationship between Chu Qinbai and Chu Xuming, now that he has achieved some results, the whole company has to praise him, right?"

The person standing in front of the desk also looked unhappy and said, "Once we got the project in Fucheng, he wouldn't be so glorious now."

They were Zhou Song's people at the beginning.

Now Zhou Sheng is moving more and more high-profile step by step. When he returns to Lancheng, there will be no place for people like them.

Hearing this, Zhou Song's face became even uglier.

He thought of the time when his mother and girlfriend went to ask Zhou Sheng to sign the project transfer letter, and were finally driven out in embarrassment.

"Where's my dad?" Zhou Song asked with a sullen face.

The man in front of him hesitated: "I don't know, but someone heard this morning that Mr. Zhou intends to let Zhou Sheng come back to participate in this Xinyuan Business Exchange Conference."

Zhou Song turned around suddenly and said coldly: "Are you sure?"

"It should be true."

Zhou Song knocked his fist with his teeth and turned it twice.

Then he said, "Well, you ask someone to find out whether Zhou Sheng will come back. If he wants to come back, I don't care what you do, you must not let him succeed, do you hear me?!"

The person on the other side paused and said, "It's nothing to go there, it's just a business meeting." "Do

I care about this meeting?" Zhou Song was furious, "I care about the old man's attitude! He has always brought me with him in such public occasions before. What does it mean now? He is a person in Fucheng who is trying every means to call people back. Can't he see my son who is right in front of him? If this goes on, will the company be handed over to him next? "

The person on the other side did not dare to refute again. He responded twice and then retreated.

Zhou Sheng did receive a call from Zhou Qinong.

Zhou Qinong got straight to the point and said, "You can come back on Saturday for two days."

"Dad, what's the matter?" Zhou Sheng did not refuse deliberately, but just said, "There are many things waiting to be dealt with here. If there is nothing particularly urgent, I will not go back for the time being." Zhou Qinong

was probably making tea, and the sound of pouring water could be heard.

Then Zhou Qinong said, "It's really not a big deal, but you can't always stay in a place like Fucheng. Your father was in the industry in his early years, and he knows the importance of networking and experience exchange better than you. If you want to go further, you can't avoid such occasions in the future."

Zhou Sheng knew that this was the truth.

But it was still unexpected that Zhou Qinong talked to him about this so calmly.

Especially Zhou Qinong asked him immediately, "Fucheng is cold and damp, are you okay?"

"Well, it's nothing serious, don't worry."

"That's good." Zhou Qinong said, "You have to come back, especially since you are married and separated for many years, which is not conducive to the stability of the relationship."

At this time, he was still thinking about whether the marriage was solid.

Zhou Sheng's voice was flat and he said, "It's okay, he is filming, and he is also out of town."

Zhou Qinong was silent for a while.

I don't know if it was Zhou Sheng's illusion, but there was still a bit of caution in his tone.

He asked, "No matter what you thought before, you paid a lot of attention to his affairs. You are like this now, are you sure there is no problem?"

Zhou Sheng sat behind the table.

He stopped writing, leaned back, pinched his brows, and then said, "Dad, your question is a paradox. When have we never had problems? Don't ask this question next time. It's meaningless."

Zhou Qicong suddenly sighed.

He said, "Forget it. With your current ability, I'm not worried."

Zhou Sheng fell silent.

He felt that he was not a qualified son even though he was the son now.

Zhou Shi was indeed as he had expected at the beginning. He had a deep and solid foundation and framework. Once he found the right method and injected flesh and blood, the speed of growth and abundance was amazing.

He never tried to play the role of Zhou Sheng in the past.

He didn't want to, and he didn't have the energy.

He thought very simply. Once he was suspected, he just didn't admit it.

After all, there was a premise of amnesia.

The perfunctory attitude in this matter

made him feel a little guilty sometimes.

No matter how Zhou Qicong treated Zhou Sheng, at least he was still paving the way for this son in his mind at the critical moment, but now, he had completely lost his son.

Zhou Sheng couldn't make it up to him.

The climate in Lancheng is much better than that in Fucheng.

As the weather gradually gets warmer, the daytime temperature can reach over 30 degrees.

Chu Xuming's driver picked him up at the door of his house early in the morning and said, "Boss Chu, the old man has ordered us to go back to the old house for dinner today."

"Got it." Chu Xuming got in the car and asked, "Where is Qinbai?"

The driver smiled and stroked his short hair, and said, "You know, how can we know the whereabouts of the Third Master? His agency has always kept this information secret, which fans can't get even at a high price. Since he said he would go today, he will definitely go."

"Forget it." Chu Xuming said, "Drive."

The car drove out for less than ten minutes.

Chu Xuming was still worried, so he called Chu Qinbai himself. Turned off

the phone.

"Maybe he's busy."

The driver saw Chu Xuming frowning in the rearview mirror, and then said, "Didn't he film before? I heard that it's hard to get leave for this director. Although his return to Lancheng this time is for Shengkai Company's business, he definitely can't let you, his big brother, down."

"Hasn't he stood me up enough?"

Chu Xuming complained.

Because the driver was the old driver in the family, he knew a lot about the Chu family.

Chu Xuming had nothing to hide from him. As the president of Shengyu, he clasped his hands and said, "The old man must have heard that he had returned to Lancheng, so he said he would go back to the old house for dinner. He said so, how could I not tell your Third Young Master, but with his temper, it would be a fight whether he went back or not, and in the end, I would be the one who would not please both sides anyway."

The driver smiled.

He did not bring up sensitive topics. He

only said, "President Chu has always loved this younger brother. I still remember what he looked like when he was two or three years old. He looked exactly like his mother. At that time, he followed you..."

At this point, the driver stopped talking.

Chu Xuming lay back in the seat. He was

slightly absent-minded.

Perhaps the driver's words reminded him of the appearance of Chu Qinbai when he was a child.

Thinking of the present, he laughed again, and finally muttered, "I don't know who can cure him."

"Isn't the Third Young Master married?" said the driver.

Chu Xuming: "Don't mention this in front of the old man. Zhou Sheng is making a lot of noise in Fucheng now. I dare not mention him in front of the old man even though he has such good results. Your Third Young Master's marriage is going crazy. If you mention it, it will definitely explode."

"I know." The driver said, "I definitely won't mention it."

Two hours later, in Fuluo Bay, Lancheng.

This is a large and private business exchange meeting.

Those who come are not ordinary people.

Chu Qinbai appeared on time in a suit, as if he had just come down from the conference table.

Chu Xuming breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you weren't coming."

Chu Qinbai loosened his collar impatiently and frowned slightly: "Lu Ming talks too much nonsense. When will you start here?"

Chu Xuming took a glass of champagne, handed it to him and said: "It will probably take a while. You came back specifically for the company this time. Is there a problem inside Shengkai?"

Chu Qinbai took a sip, "There are some problems in the management, it's not a big deal."

Chu Xuming shook his head: "I told you before that Lu Ming is fine as a friend, but your business philosophy may not be suitable. The Lu family has year-end targets for each son. In the past few years, he has relied on you as a living signboard and is considered unique in the Lu family. What's the use of your independent studio? If you don't separate it clearly as soon as possible, you may not even be friends in the future."

Chu Qinbai put the glass back on the small round table.

Lightly: "I am indeed considering it."

"Really?" Chu Xuming was surprised: "Don't you care about these things?"

Chu Qinbai: "The studio is too full now, Fan Xuan has mentioned it more than once. There was a plan half a year ago, and we have to wait and see how it will be implemented."

"Which direction?" Chu Xuming asked.

Chu Qinbai glanced at the people in the inner hall and said casually: "Film and television investment."

"Not signing new people?" Chu Xuming said: "I see Lu Ming has poached a lot of people. Shengkai is now developing more and more young people, and they are making quick money. I thought you were going to take a group of people to compete with him." Chu

Qinbai retracted his gaze and glanced at Chu Xuming.

Then he said: "Lu Ming and I just have different ideas, and we will not become rivals."

Chu Xuming touched his chin, and then said: "I'm not expecting you to fight him to the death, and then see the complexity of the entertainment industry, and come back to help me."

There is a lot of joking in this statement.

After all, he knows Chu Qinbai's true ability better than anyone else, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

Otherwise, he can't keep instigating him to return to Shengyu.

No one would come up to ask for autographs or take photos in such a place. Apart from dealing with some toasts, the two of them did not even move.

A few minutes later, another group of people came in.

Seeing the person one step behind Zhou Qicong.

Chu Xuming was shocked, "When did he come back?"

After asking, he looked at Chu Qinbai, who looked calm, and said suspiciously, "You agreed to come here, didn't you know Zhou Sheng was coming? I think, what can a Lu Ming do to you, you agreed to me so readily."

Chu Qinbai looked at the door, neither admitting nor denying.

He did return to Lancheng before Zhou Sheng, and agreed to Chu Xuming first, but he came here at the end, and it was indeed a last-minute appointment.

It has been a long time.

Any emotion should have faded, but when you really see him, you find that it doesn't seem to be the case.

Zhou Sheng has not changed much.

Now in most occasions, he seems to be dressed in formal clothes.

At any time, his temperament and emotions are very restrained, as if the person who said "Don't get so close to me. Chu Qinbai" that night was just an illusion.

Many people who knew Zhou Qicong at the door came forward to say hello.

Hearing Zhou Sheng's name, most people cast curious eyes.

Everyone knows that Zhou's has suddenly stood out from many companies facing the same predicament in a short period of time from a seemingly irreversible decline.

And the one who did all this is said to be Zhou Qinong's eldest son.

Now everyone is looking at the young man in front of them.

They all sighed: "Young and promising, young and promising."

"Old Zhou, you are so lucky."

"Zhou Sheng, right? I hope you will have more opportunities to communicate with me in the future. By the way, take care of my useless son and let him learn from you."

Zhou Qinong's smile on his face has never fallen.

I didn't expect Chu Xuming to take the initiative to come up and say hello.

"Mr. Zhou." Chu Xuming took the initiative to extend his hand.

Zhou Qinong knew that Sheng Yu played a key role in this.

He quickly extended his hand and shook it, "Mr. Chu, nice to meet you."

At this time, Chu Xuming came a step later.

Zhou Qinong didn't even see the person clearly, and heard a faint "Dad."

Mr. Zhou was over fifty years old, and for the first time he felt that there might be something wrong with his heart.

He hesitated to look over.

Take another look.

He turned around and said to Zhou Sheng, who was also silent.

"Didn't you say he was filming?"

Chapter 30

The power of this "Dad" was more frightening to Zhou Sheng than Chu Xuming's "sister-in-law". Of course, it was mainly Zhou Qinong who was frightened. Zhou Sheng was stunned for a moment, and followed Zhou Qinong's words to ask Chu Qinbai: "Is the filming over?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him, "No, I came back to deal with some things."

Zhou Sheng nodded.

These two bland conversations were so unfamiliar that they could not even be called ordinary friends.

Because of Chu Qinbai's performance, Chu Xuming, who was standing next to him, suppressed his strangeness in his heart, turned around and smiled at Zhou Qinong: "Mr. Zhou, we are relatives after all, but we haven't been able to sit down and chat for such a long time. Why don't we do it together?"

Zhou Qinong glanced at his son beside him.

With a complicated expression, he replied to Chu Xuming: "Of course, together."

Zhou Qinong knew it very well.

When he took the opportunity to let his eldest son marry Chu Qinbai, he didn't expect to have any relationship with the Chu family.

He heard that Chu Qinbai and his father did not have a harmonious relationship, and he did not expect the two to have any real feelings in marriage. Just like what he said to Zhou Sheng, they just need to spend more time together and have some affection for each other without breaking up.

But now his son has changed a lot after getting married.

Including Chu Qinbai.

The call of "Dad" is definitely not warm, but it seems very normal.

It seems that from the bottom of his heart, he accepts the fact of his marriage with Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Qicong has dealt with Chu Qinbai before.

He went against Chu Jianxiong, who was still in power in Shengyu at that time. His methods were no simpler than his half-brother, and he could even be called experienced and ruthless. Such people are not soft-hearted, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are cold and indifferent.

There is only one thing that Zhou Qicong values.

That is keeping promises.

In the past, he could get his agent to call him Mr. Zhou politely, which was his courtesy.

After Zhou Qicong responded to Chu Xuming, he hesitated for two seconds.

Because of this call of "Dad", he turned to Chu Qinbai and said, "You... you finally came back, so you don't have to come with us. Take Zhou Sheng and go around by yourselves."

"Okay." Chu Qinbai responded naturally.

Two minutes later, Zhou Sheng silently watched the backs of Chu Xuming and Zhou Qincong walking side by side to the hall. He retracted his gaze and glanced at Chu Qinbai standing beside him, and asked him curiously, "Was that a prank just now?"

Chu Qinbai met his gaze, "Have you ever seen someone prank someone else's son?"

Zhou Sheng nodded, "It seems to be true. You look more like you want others to be your son."

Chu Qinbai: "..."

The place where they stood was not conspicuous.

Zhou Sheng had not been in Lancheng for a long time. In an occasion like today, without Zhou Qincong next to him, it was difficult for anyone to associate him with the Zhou Sheng who had recently become famous in Fucheng. At most, they thought that this person had a good temperament, but they didn't match.

As for Chu Qinbai.

Chu, the actor, appeared in this place, which was neither an awards ceremony nor an annual ceremony.

Then he only had one identity.

The third son of the Chu family.

It was also the first time that Zhou Sheng discovered that without the halo of the big movie star, the identity of the son of the Chu family gave him a completely different feeling.

There was no shortage of people who knew him everywhere.

One of the young girls in a white dress fluttered to his side like a butterfly, hung on his arm and complained: "Hey, third brother, why didn't anyone tell me you were coming today? It's so mean."

Chu Qinbai raised his hand to break free, frowning: "Speak properly."

"How did I not speak properly, you are still as annoying as before!"

The title of third brother was unfamiliar to Zhou Sheng.

He knew that Chu Qinbai was the third child in the Chu family, with an older brother and a second sister.

Only Chu Qinbai was born to Chu Jianxiong and his second wife Qin Ruo.

He had seen Chu Xuming, but Zhou Sheng had never met this second sister.

And the little girl in front of him was obviously not one of them. If she was, she would not call him third brother.

The girl was rejected and turned around to see Zhou Sheng next to her.

His eyes lit up: "Third brother, is this the new artist signed by your company? He looks good."

"He's not." Chu Qinbai grabbed the girl's arm, stopping her from reaching out to Zhou Sheng's hand, and coldly taught her: "Feng Jiaojiao, aren't you pregnant? Do you still look like a pregnant woman?"

Zhou Sheng heard this and looked at the girl's belly in surprise. It

was completely invisible.

Then he noticed that she was indeed wearing flat shoes and her face was simply made up.

The girl was still smiling at him, so Zhou Sheng smiled and responded, reminding: "You need to pay special attention during pregnancy, especially in the early and late stages."

"You understand all this?" The girl named Feng Jiaojiao exclaimed.

Chu Qinbai also looked at him.

Zhou Sheng paused, his expression slightly gloomy, without explanation, just said: "I don't understand, I have seen it."

"It's rare to know this." Feng Jiaojiao seemed to have found a soulmate, and complained to Zhou Sheng: "Unlike those straight men, they think that being pregnant is just like carrying a watermelon, and when the time comes, just take it off and it's over."

Chu Qinbai retracted his gaze from Zhou Sheng's face, and said to the side, "Aren't you the one jumping up and down?"

"How could I?" The girl lost her initial coquettishness and sneered with her hands folded: "It's a good thing that our childhood engagement was canceled. I'm so glad I didn't get engaged to you."

Zhou Sheng immediately coughed because of a mouthful of champagne.

He had never heard of this.

Chu Qinbai handed over a dark blue handkerchief. Zhou

Sheng took it, raised his eyes and asked him: "The child is yours?"

Chu Qinbai's expression was hard to describe, "Where did you come to this conclusion?"

"Her tone sounds like you are a pervert."

Chu Qinbai gave him a speechless look.

"It happened hundreds of years ago. Didn't you hear that her last name was Feng? She's from my grandmother's branch, a distant relative."

Just at this time, several young men approached.

They called him "Third Brother" several times in succession.

One of the men raised his hand and hugged Feng Jiaojiao's waist, and said to Chu Qinbai with a smile: "We didn't know that Third Brother was here. The last time I saw you was before the New Year."

From the greetings, Zhou Sheng found that except for Feng Jiaojiao, who was related to him, the rest were almost all Chu Qinbai's childhood friends.

Unlike Qu Ruyi, Chen Musong, Pan Tiantian and other friends in the entertainment industry.

What they talked about involved more business, and the conversation was ordinary.

Considering the secret marriage relationship.

Zhou Sheng deliberately avoided it. He

found an excuse to go to the bathroom and left first.

After coming out, he never went to Chu Qinbai's place again. On the way, he was stopped by someone he had met in Lancheng before. He said that after hearing about what happened in Fucheng, he dragged him to meet other people.

Zhou Sheng held more and more business cards in his hand.

He rarely kept private things, and he had his own opinions on things ranging from the pros and cons of enterprises to the development context.

Soon, many people gathered around him. Someone

who didn't like Zhou's was talking about him in a corner.

He said, "They told the secrets to show off. Isn't it said that Zhou's company is back from the dead? I think it's more like a last gasp."

Someone else retorted.

"A real fool, you don't even know how to swallow the food you put in your mouth."

"His name is Zhou Sheng, right? Although he is young, he looks quite calm, not like someone who talks nonsense. The current environment is difficult, and everyone in the same company is in the same predicament. This is an exchange meeting, learning from each other's strengths and making up for one's own weaknesses, isn't that the purpose of everyone coming here?"

The chaotic voices around him did not reach Zhou Sheng's ears.

Even if he heard them, he would not care.

He did not join Zhou's company for the Zhou family. He

wanted to make Zhou's company, which was shaky in the ocean of the times, survive.

Whether it benefits one person or hundreds of thousands of people in the end, it means the same to him.

In such an occasion, Zhou Sheng truly showed his unconcealable edge for the first time.

When he talked eloquently, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

When he closed his voice and listened, he was like a pendulum in the noise. Just there, not fast or slow, with its own lingering sound.

He has the ability to make people calm down with him.

Compared with the situation on his side.

Feng Jiaojiao's husband, who is also a senior manager of a listed company, pulled Chu Qinbai's attention back.

What he was talking about was the lawsuit between Chu Qinbai and Chu Jianxiong a year ago.

Someone laughed and teased: "Before the New Year, you joined forces with Zhou to make such a big scene, making us all think you were coming back to steal our jobs, why is there no movement later?"

"Tell me the truth, your brother got promoted so early because of your help, right?"

"I think you are the same, you are almost at the top of the entertainment industry, why did you suddenly do such a thing? I heard that your old man is mad?"

Feng Jiaojiao is from Chu Qinbai's grandmother's side.

She should call his biological mother Qin Ruo aunt.

She has never had a good impression of Chu Jianxiong.

She immediately said: "Third brother was not raised by him, so he can be angry, but can he break his leg?"

Chu Qinbai withdrew his gaze from a distance.

She tilted her head back and drank half a glass of red wine.

Indifferent: "Nothing, it's all over."

"Yes, yes, why do you mention this?"

"Don't mention it."

Feng Jiaojiao was still thinking about Zhou Sheng, whom she had just met briefly.

She looked around and finally locked her sight on Zhou Sheng not far away. After

looking for a while, she exclaimed: "Third brother, what is your relationship with that person?"

"Why are you asking about this?" Chu Qinbai asked.

Feng Jiaojiao took out her diamond-studded mobile phone and said: "I guarantee that his photos will be snapped up by my sisters when I post them in my group of sisters, no more exaggerated than you, the big movie star. Tell me his identity information, I..."

Feng Jiaojiao was halfway through her words when her mobile phone was taken away.

Chu Qinbai took the mobile phone and clicked twice.

He threw it to the man behind her and frowned: "Don't take pictures everywhere if you have nothing to do."

Feng Jiaojiao was furious, "You..."

"Okay, okay." Her husband hugged her and whispered something in her ear.

The girl turned back in shock: "Are you serious?"

"Really." Her husband nodded.

Feng Jiaojiao was silent for a long time with her eyes wide open, and then she looked at Chu Qinbai smugly.

She said, "I already know, you obviously can't control your wife, so you are so unhappy with me, right?"

Chu Qinbai looked at the people behind her.

The man raised his hand helplessly and pointed at the top of Feng Jiaojiao's head: "Third brother, forgive me, you know how to coax people. It's not difficult to know your affairs. But don't worry, we will definitely not say anything outside."

"I didn't tell you that."

Chu Qinbai frowned: "Keep her under control."

Turning to Feng Jiaojiao, he warned: "If you are so unstable again, I will ask grandma to send Sister Li next to you to discipline you for a few months next time."

"You are sick!"

Feng Jiaojiao complained crazily.

After Feng Caijiao married Chu Qinbai's grandfather, she only had a daughter.

There were no people left on grandpa's side.

And the Feng family was not very prosperous.

The old lady had a high reputation. She was old and took care of the younger generation.

Although Feng Jiaojiao is a distant relative, she is still close to him, otherwise she would not have almost married Chu Qinbai when she was a child.

Feng Jiaojiao is very well-behaved in front of the old lady.

If someone close to her were to take care of her, it would be as uncomfortable as tying her up with a rope.

The little girl who grew up being spoiled by thousands of pampered things got married and her husband also spoiled her.

In the end, she could only say angrily: "I have been bullied by you since I was a child! I hope you will get a wife and suffer from me everywhere!"

Such childish words.

Chu Qinbai just said indifferently: "You don't have to worry about this."

He completely pissed him off.

The exchange meeting ended not too late.

It was just after six o'clock.

It was still light.

At the entrance of the business meeting was a square dam.

Chu Xuming did not see Chu Qinbai, and waited for Zhou Sheng at the door first.

"You didn't go together?" Chu Xuming showed his face in the rolled down car window and asked.

Zhou Sheng greeted him first: "Big Brother."

Then he looked around and shook his head: "No, I haven't seen anyone for a while."

Chu Xuming certainly didn't dare to take Zhou Sheng directly back to the old house for dinner.

He had to say: "Where are you going back to? Donghu?"

"Yeah." Zhou Sheng nodded, "Go back and pack your things. I have to go to Fucheng the next day."

Chu Xuming just opened his mouth and said: "Then I will send you the specific time of the business trip next week... on the right!" When

he saw a motorcycle rushing towards Zhou Sheng in the rearview mirror with a stick in his hand, Chu Xuming was shocked and wanted to open the car door and get out on the spot.

Zhou Sheng had already noticed it in advance after he reminded him.

The motorcycle came close in the blink of an eye. Zhou Sheng bent down to avoid the stick and took two steps back.

The other party saw that he had missed and cursed.

He twisted the handlebars and wanted to rush over.

At this time, a mobile phone was thrown at the door, and with a bang, it happened to hit the motorcycle rider's helmet.

Zhou Sheng could see the driver's head tilted to the left due to the impact, which showed how powerful the impact was. The front of the car shook a few times, and Zhou Sheng was pulled back a big step.

Then there was a bang, and the car slid a few meters away, making a sharp sound.

Zhou Sheng was shocked by the accuracy and turned his head to ask: "Does the martial arts instructor teach this?"

Chu Qinbai looked at him, "Is this the focus of your attention?"

At this time, the security guards at the door had surrounded them.

Chu Xuming got out of the car, his expression was more serious than ever.

He asked Zhou Sheng: "Who is it? Did you offend anyone?"

Zhou Sheng glanced at the place where the motorcycle fell.

Looking at the person rolling on the ground with his knees hugged.

His expression was normal: "Such a direct method, Zhou Song, I have done it once before."

Chu Qinbai's suit only had one button left on his waist.

Hearing this, he unbuttoned the last button.

He didn't even bother to look at it, pulled his arm, frowned: "Let's go, go back together."

"Wait!" Chu Xuming grabbed him and whispered: "Did you forget? I told you that you had to go back for dinner tonight. You finally came back, go see Dad, don't make things worse."

Chu Qinbai turned his head and glanced at Chu Xuming.

Five seconds later, he stepped forward and opened the car door.

To Zhou Sheng: "Get in the car."

Zhou Sheng guessed that he might have something to do, so he said: "No, I'll go back by myself."

"Will your stupid brother find someone to beat you up on the way?" Chu Qinbai looked uneasy, "Get in the car, come with me to the old house."

Zhou Sheng turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Chu Qinbai cursed and went forward to catch him. Before he

could finish his words.

Zhou Sheng bent down and picked up something on the ground.

He took a look and handed it to him, "The quality is pretty good, only the screen is broken. You can fix it, here you go."

Chu Qinbai pressed his forehead. He

took back the dirty words on his lips and took the phone away.

"I have money, I'll buy a new one tomorrow!"