Sundering Nature Chapter 226: The prologue kicks off
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The prelude to the 226th chapter opens
"Sit down and drank the yogurt." Sai Gao suddenly stared at Shaoxian and blamed him all over his face.
"Oh." Shao Xian sat down next to the game high obediently, and happily picked up the yogurt on the table.
"You are Shao Xian's manager?" The scene before him made the deputy director realize that this sissy on the sofa is the talker. This internet celebrity seems to be just a tool, is it true that the rumors are true? This is the man behind Shaoxing.
"Well, I'm her economic man. Tell me what's the matter." Sai Gao leaned back on the sofa lazily and glanced at the deputy director contemptuously, with a lazy and indifferent expression.
"Huh? There is really wine? Would you like some?" Li Yiming, who opened the refrigerator, suddenly raised a red wine from the inside, and asked Sai Gao without anyone else.
"This brand of wine is sour, I advise you to forget it." Saigo replied indifferently, "but I am quite satisfied with your arrangement of this lounge." Then Saigo said. He set his sights on the face of the deputy director again.
"This is not the room for you." The assistant director suppressed his anger. These two men have a strong aura and don't put themselves in the eyes at all, but whether they are really strong backgrounds or stunned Touqing, in front of so many people, he still has to protect the face of the deputy director.
"It is now."
"Let me say aside, this is not a room for you. If you are not satisfied with the previous room, you can mention it, but you do this... first go out with me, I will find another lounge for you personally, don’t delay The progress of the performance." The assistant director took a deep breath, glanced at his watch inadvertently, and calculated the time. Fang Shui'er is coming soon. He made a good explanation, and made plans after looking back to find out the backgrounds of these people. If he was really flabbergasted, he would make this little net celebrity who do not know the heights of the sky never stand up.
"Oh? It's so lively? Did you temporarily change the script?" An elegant voice came from behind the crowd, and a figure of national beauty and heaven was standing quietly outside the broken gate, and he glanced at the noise in the room slightly in surprise The crowd looked up suspiciously at the famous brand on the wall...
"Shui... Sister Shui'er..." The deputy director instantly sweated his forehead. Whatever he thinks, Fang Shui'er is not a little star. I don't know how much work has been done to participate in this music festival. If something provokes a moth here because of this incident, my position as director is over.
"Did I go to the wrong room?" Fang Shui'er smiled gently, walked through the group of people who had separated automatically, and glanced suspiciously at the crowd.
"Well, this is our room." Sai Gao muttered alive, completely ignoring the sweaty assistant director.
"You? No...that...Sister Shui'er, listen to me..." The deputy director scratched his head anxiously, staring at Sai Gao as if he was about to kill.
"Shaoxian, hello, I didn’t expect to meet again so soon, you see, since I went wrong, it is estimated that they can’t find another place for the time being. Or else, would you give in? Let me be with you Squeeze?" Fang Shui'er's gaze crossed the stuttering assistant director, smiling and greeted Shao Xian, speaking softly and with a hint of playfulness.
"Huh?" The bewildered Shaoxian suddenly stood up from the sofa, hesitated too much, and sprinkled a lot of yogurt in his hands, and looked at Li Yiming in front of the refrigerator asking for help. She knew the relationship between Li Yiming and Fang Shui'er, and knew that this was Fang Shui'er giving Li Yiming face, begging for everything, and giving herself a step.
"What do you see me doing? People are asking you." Li Yiming shrugged, turned around, and looked for a corkscrew around him with a goblet.
"You guys fight a room? This is wrong..." The assistant director became more and more confused for a while. Fang Shui'er didn't get angry, but instead asked Shao Xian about what it meant?
"Sister Shui didn't ask you." The assistant Fang Shui'er brought with him snorted coldly.
"Can it be?" Fang Shui'er smiled and looked at Shao Xian again.
"Of course." Shao Xian nodded weirdly. It seems that after knowing Li Yiming, everything he encountered cannot be inferred by common sense. What is the relationship between Fang Shui'er and Li Yiming? Li Yiming is not against Sai Gao...
"Thank you then. Excuse me." Fang Shui'er smiled slightly, nodded from the race high, turned around, and owed Li Yiming, who was drinking with everyone behind his back.
"Looking away..." The deputy director keenly grasped this detail, secretly regretting it, it turned out that the young man who did not show any traces was the key. Can Fang Shui'er be like this... Who the **** is it? Why is there no image of myself?
"Can you all leave? Sister Shui'er is about to change clothes." Fang Shui'er's assistant spoke coldly, his eyes swept across the staff.
"Hey, hey, you are busy, you are busy." The assistant director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly led a group of people out of the room, while the assistant stood quietly at the door.
"Who is that young man?" Leaving the lounge quickly, the assistant director whispered to his subordinates.
"He should be Shao Xian's assistant and driver, right?" A staff member replied. He watched Li Yiming get out of the car and opened the door for Shao Xian.
"Pop!" The assistant director slammed a brain on the man's head.
Assistant? driver? No one has a brain, such a person has no news, and almost killed himself.
"Go and check the details of the person right away, prepare an extra-large fruit basket, and then get a bottle of good wine, quickly. Bring it to me before the rehearsal begins." The assistant director trembles slightly. His beer belly, his brain is spinning rapidly, wondering how to recover.
Just when the assistant director returned again with a large fruit basket and red wine, he saw a person in the hallway of the lounge that was even more unexpected.
Pan Junwei, a big benefactor who temporarily decided to sponsor a music festival with a hundred million yuan, no advertising, no promotion, or even a request such as inviting a celebrity to have a meal, just asking the organizer to give him a festival opening ceremony The front row position.
"What is Boss Pan doing?" The assistant director immediately pulled aside the younger brother who was reserved to observe the situation.
"Send flowers to Shaoxian..." The staff member looked bitter.
"Are you sure it is Shao Xian? Not Fang Shui'er?" The deputy director was surprised.
"Well, after he entered, Fang Shui'er and his assistant went to the room opposite Xiao Tiantian with excuses." The staff answered honestly.
"I'm going...the one hundred million is for less fiber?"
"Not only him, but Boss Yun's secretary also came just now and gave a bunch of flowers, but he didn't enter the door and left the flowers at the door." The staff murmured quietly.
"What? The secretary of the cloud boss? Which cloud boss?"
"It's Miss Ying." The staff swallowed their saliva, and did not say which boss Yun, but said the secretary's name.
"Yiyuan Yun?" The deputy director couldn't help exclaiming, Yiyuan Yun, the biggest sponsor of the festival... Just when the deputy director was staying like a wooden chicken, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hello? Director?"
"The program sequence has been slightly adjusted, and the warm-up program remains unchanged. The first one to appear is changed to "The Sound of the Immortal", you should hurry up and prepare."
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"Have the arrangements for the music festival been arranged?" The newly promoted Deputy Director Lin spoke slowly in the conference room of the Police Hall Building.
"It has been arranged as you said, but the Bureau of Forestry, I still want to remind you that at this critical moment, deploying a large number of manpower to deal with a music festival is really ill-considered. In my opinion, this stormy wave In words, we should force the cancellation of the music festival. After all, the shooting in the downtown area is not a small case." At the position opposite Lin Lu, the old deputy director said coldly.
"First, the music festival has a significant impact. If it is cancelled hastily, it will only increase media attention to the shooting. Second, believe me, at this music festival, all mysteries will be solved." Lin Lu smiled slightly. , His deep gaze fell on a photo on the table. That photo was a scene of Li Yiming walking into the backstage of the music festival with Shao Xian.
"The director..." The deputy director turned his eyes to the silent director with embarrassment.
"Temporarily follow Lin Lu's arrangement." The director frowned deeply and squeezed a document in his pocket. This document was brought by Lin Lu and stamped with three eye-catching capitals. The official seal, and the content, has only four simple words: Fully cooperate...
In the cafe opposite the police station, Xing Jian looked calmly at the batches of police cars, but the hesitation between his eyebrows gradually faded.
Looking up at the brightly lit police station building, Xing Jian shook his head and slowly took out his cell phone.
"Thousand faces, take the eyes of the sky over."
Turning off the phone, Xingjian sighed long and turned his eyes to the cappuccino in front of him. The black and white coffee swirled slowly in the cup, sticky, but mellow.
The indecision has been around for a long time. She has been asking herself as a bystander, but when suddenly faced with a choice of standing, she really hesitated.
A lot of people will die tonight. The best way is to stop the festival. This is why she suddenly appeared here. But if that happens, the spread of "Tibetan Sighing Mantra" will be hindered, and their plan may be shelved.
"Hidden God Sighing Heart Curse"... once it spreads, the dead may no longer be human...
Is the catastrophe? Or Nirvana?
To watch the world calmly, is it easier said than done? Since standing at the pinnacle of the world, that calmness seems to be gone.
In a daze, Xing Jian took out his cell phone again.
"It's a bit late to meet someone for dinner at this time?" Li Huaibei's hearty laughter came through the phone.
"You seem to be in a good mood?" Xing Jian raised his eyebrows.
"Well, I figured out some things."
"It's great." Xing Jian's heart moved, but he didn't ask Li Huaibei what he had figured out.
"Will you just call to say this, right?"
"It's over dinner, I'm going to invite you to a concert." Xingjian smiled lightly, showing a rare hint of softness.
"Okay, beauties invite you, don't dare to refuse."
"I am waiting for you at the cafe opposite the police station."
"Wait for ten minutes."
Hang up the phone, the smile on Xingjian's face gradually disappeared, he figured it out, what about himself?