beauty winner

The dinner was very deserted and there were only three people. Du Lin went to the hotel to pick up Yang Jingxing and Huang Weiliang, and asked Yang Jingxing to be the driver. The three of them went to a quite remote private restaurant.

Du Lin and Huang Weiliang were more polite and respectful to each other, so they didn't have to shy away from Yang Jingxing when they talked about things superficially.

Tang Xiaoxiao has it ready-made, and it can bring profits immediately after signing it, so of course it will be more sought-after.What is popular nowadays is the signing fee, the guaranteed minimum income for an artist signing a contract, for example, 1000 million for five years, even if the artist does not do any work, this income is not a lot of money but it shows sincerity.

Both Du Lin and Huang Weiliang are disgusted with the signing fee. Everyone cooperates for a win-win situation. If we work together to do things well, the money will naturally come. Everyone should understand the truth that the wool comes from the sheep...

Yang Jing's pedestrians are soft-spoken, just listen and don't express their opinions.

After eating and chatting for a while, it was still Yang Jingxing who drove the car and arrived at a place where the environment was not bad. This was bought by her to entertain those friends and relatives who occasionally came to Beijing for a long time. Not many people knew about it.

The three of them went upstairs and entered the house. The size of the house was not very large, and Huang Weiliang admired the antique decoration and furniture.

Continuing to chat and wait, staying in the same room felt closer. The two seniors also encouraged Yang Jingxing, saying that with his ability, let alone 40 years old, 30 years old is limitless.Yang Jingxing expected his seniors to always take care of him.

Everyone understands that artists are busy, and today's meeting has to be kept somewhat secret, so Tang Xiaoxiao didn't get angry when he arrived in Du Lin after nine o'clock, and went downstairs to pick him up in person.

After entering the room before Du Lin, Tang Xiaoxiao took off her sunglasses and hat, and stretched out her hand enthusiastically: "Hello, Manager Huang, sorry for the long wait." He should be several years younger than Andrew, and he pays more attention to appearance, half idol half Powerful attire, but looks mature

Huang Weiliang said politely, "Please run for a while."

Tang Xiaoxiao shook hands with Yang Jingxing again: "Teacher [-], we finally meet."

Yang Jingxing was also very honored: "Mr. Tang, hello... what do you want to drink? Tea, coffee, water."

Du Lin is the master: "Sit down, I'll come."

After sitting down, Tang Xiaoxiao was still apologetic: "I couldn't receive you in person, I really can't leave, Mr. Huang has a lot..."

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First of all, they chatted like friends and were not in a hurry. Huang Weiliang showed that he understood Tang Xiaoxiao, cared about the health of his parents in his hometown, and understood Tang Xiaoxiao's mood on the day of NO.12.In fact, everyone is the same. I really don’t have much time to care about my family, but I always worry about it in my heart.

In fact, Hongxing has been paying attention to Tang Xiaoxiao for a long time. Huang Weiliang put it more tactfully: "...The strength of the bronze inscriptions is a bit strong, no matter how young you are, you can't make such a fuss."

Then they slowly talked about work. Tang Xiaoxiao said that she really wanted to devote more energy to music, but she was still a little powerless after such a long time.

Huang Weiliang and Du Lin feel that this is not only a question of the company's strength, but also a question of philosophy and attitude.Yang Jingxing also spoke, thinking that Hongxing can give a novice like himself so many opportunities to prove himself, this is his attitude towards music.

When talking about music, it was mainly because Yang Jingxing and Tang Xiaoxiao communicated. Yang Jingxing almost sorted out Tang Xiaoxiao's artistic career in the past six years since his debut, and tentatively said that he thought there were some unreasonable things in it. Tang Xiaoxiao confirmed that it was not own will.

Gradually speaking, the three of Hongxing felt that "Undercurrent" was not Tang Xiaoxiao's fault. If Jin Wen could give enough space and energy to Tang Xiaoxiao's own talent, how could such a thing happen.

Speaking of the company's philosophy, Huang Weiliang said that Hongxing is not the kind of watermelon and sesame. Taking Cheng Yaoyao as an example, the company invited nearly [-] commercial performances last year.As for the endorsement, Du Lin really felt sorry for Tang Xiaoxiao. He actually accepted a commercial for melon seeds. What's the matter with a popular singer with both idol strength eating melon seeds on TV?

Du Lin even said in front of Huang Weiliang that he had no problem cooperating with any company he wanted. Why Hongxing? One has a connection, but more importantly, he valued the human touch of Zhang Yanhao and Huang Weiliang, and the same for Gan Kaicheng and Yang Jingxing. , how good it is to shape the artist in art, because it uses emotion.

When the three businessmen were ready to go deeper, Yang Jingxing, an artist, asked for leave to make a phone call, so as not to pry into other people's secrets.

After staying on the balcony for more than half an hour, Yang Jingxing was invited back to the house by Du Lin, and the four of them continued to chat for a while. It seemed that there was a lot of consensus, and Yang Jingxing could suggest planning Tang Xiaoxiao's future artistic direction.

It was nearly eleven o'clock, Tang Xiaoxiao was about to leave, and told Yang Jingxing and Huang Weiliang not to see him off. The assistants were waiting below, so they shook hands and goodbye, looking forward to cooperation.

When Du Lin and Tang Xiaoxiao went out, Huang Weiliang revealed to Yang Jingxing that Tang Xiaoxiao signed the contract with Jin Wen at the beginning of the year, but now Jin Wen mentioned four or six for the renewal of the contract. It seems that Tang Xiaoxiao is more accepting of Hongxing's four or six...

Du Lin came back soon, and discussed with Huang Weiliang again, saying that this matter should be accurate, and the senior management of Hongxing can start some preparations, so as to avoid a vacuum period for artists, but confidentiality is still required.Yang Jingxing can also keep in touch with Tang Xiaoxiao and communicate about music matters. Of course, if he changes companies, he will release the film.

After sitting for a while, the three of Hongxing also left. Du Lin asked Yang Jingxing to drive the car back to the hotel, and he could call someone to pick him up.Without Yang Jingxing's flattery, Huang Weiliang asked to send Du Lin back to his residence first.

The underground parking lot was bright and quiet, Huang Weiliang declined Du Lin's entertainment arrangement and got in the car, he was very loyal to go back to the hotel with Yang Jingxing.

The three of them got into the car, Yang Jing drove away from the parking space, and slowly drove towards the exit. Du Lin and Huang Weiliang in the back seat were talking about looking at the situation and trying to get Andrew's marriage done in the past two years. After all, it is still a relatively traditional society. , especially when there are old parents and the son is in his thirties, nothing is as important as holding a grandson.

An old van slowly drove out of the temporary parking space on the right and stopped in the middle of the road.Yang Jingxing braked at an interval of five or six meters, and then reminded the people in the back seat: "It seems that the person who came was not kind."

Huang Weiliang pointed his head forward to observe: "Who is it?"

The door of the van was pulled open vigorously, and the first two people who jumped out moved quickly. They were in their thirties and twenties, holding a sharp steel pipe and an old machete with a long handle in their hands.

Huang Weiliang made a decisive decision: "Detour, back up."

Yang Jingxing moved quickly and reversed the car, causing the man holding the steel pipe to raise his hand and shouted, "Get off the car!" The momentum was strong enough to startle the parking lot.

Four more people got out of the van, with similar equipment to the first two, similar simple clothes, smart hairstyles, eye-catching tattoos, cool expressions, and emotions between their brows. They all looked professional, and they all turned this way Chase over.

Knowing that there was no way around, Yang Jingxing stepped on the accelerator deeply to back up the car, and turned his head to Huang Weiliang, who was continuing to observe seriously, and Du Lin, who was still not fully recovered, and said, "Quickly get out of the car and enter the fire exit, and block the door."

Huang Weiliang didn't seem to hear what Yang Jingxing said, but Du Lin hurriedly looked behind, and at the same time hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and eagerly discussed with his companion: "Call the property manager, the property manager is fast, the property manager phone number, there should be..."

The six people chasing them seemed to be well-trained, and they didn't yell indiscriminately, except for the leader with the steel pipe, who chased and comforted him with the same momentum: "I won't kill you, get out of the car!" Su, the two men with machetes were obviously not strong enough, so they could only be dragged on the ground and rattled.

The fire exit is on the left, Yang Jingxing reminded: "Manager Huang is going to open the door."

"Little red guy." Huang Weiliang cursed, but didn't open the door.

As he spoke, the car came to a sudden stop two or three meters away from the fire escape, and Du Lin pushed Huang Weiliang hard: "Hurry up!" His tone was already blunt.

Huang Weiliang seemed to be carefully calculating the ratio of the time it took for him to open the door and get out of the car and enter the passageway compared to the time it took for the other party to chase after him from a distance of ten meters. His math may not be very good, and the mental calculation time is a bit long.Du Lin was getting impatient and wanted to get off from his side of the car.

It was too late, the other party had already chased to the front of the car, Yang Jingxing also gave up, pulled his legs back into the car, closed the doors again, and locked the four doors.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Du Lin's tone was unsteady, but his movements were calm. He made a phone call with one hand, and reached out to pat Yang Jingxing's shoulder with the other hand.

The six people outside the car showed lack of cooperation, and their positions and paces were not organized. It took some time to adjust to form a fan-shaped encirclement of the car. In the middle of the station holding the steel pipe, they only ran for about [-] meters, and several of them drove. out of breath.

Du Lin's call got through: "I was blocked in Shangfeng... Knife, knives... I'm in the car in the parking lot, call the property right away and call the police..." It is also undeniable that he acted vigorously.

After setting up the formation, the six outside called first, and the sharp steel pipe took the lead: "Get out of the car, get out of the car... Your mother can use the phone..."

Several other people agreed one after another. There are many people with great strength and they are very skilled in using words and tones. The parking lot must be even more scared.There were two positive ones, who walked forward to the front door, pointed at the people in the car, verbally attacked, insulted, insulted and even implicated their parents.

The only good thing is that men love cars, and those people put their weapons on the hood of the car very gently, just patting the glass or the car body with their flesh and blood palms.

Because the people in the car were constantly being threatened to go down, Du Lin stretched out his hand to comfort Yang Jingxing again: "Don't be afraid, it's a small matter, there are surveillance everywhere, they dare not..."

Huang Weiliang has a backbone, refused to bow his head, and turned his neck to look at the person who was patting his window. His eyes must have been unfriendly, which angered people outside, and escalated the malicious provocation into a personal threat, wanting to beat or kill.

Huang Weiliang reached out to open the door, but if he couldn't open it, he yelled at Yang Jingxing: "Unlock it, I'll get down!"

Yang Jingxing was not so bold: "Farewell..."

Du Lin was calling the police again, but it didn't feel very efficient.

Huang Weiliang seemed to have made up his mind, and ordered Yang Jingxing again: "Open the door, hurry up! Little red guy..."

Yang Jingxing didn't move.

Huang Weiliang also pounded on the window like the outside: "I told you to open the door!" It was already impolite, but it was useless, so he went forward by himself, but he didn't know the good car: "Which one do you press?"

While talking on the phone, Du Lin said earnestly: "Manager Huang, take a step back...someone wants to kill us..."

There was a commotion outside the car and chaos inside the car, Yang Jingxing didn't bother to talk to Huang Weiliang anymore.

Huang Weiliang didn't ask for help, he looked for it by himself, and the good car was in the same place, so he found it and pressed it.

The people outside the car obviously also pulled the door. As soon as Huang Weiliang pressed the unlock button, the door was pulled open aggressively.

The sudden change made the scene quiet for half a second. The guy who pulled the car door let go of the door handle and held his weapon: "Get down!"

Huang Weiliang adjusted his posture, sat down first and corrected his posture, showing the temperament of the president, and said loudly: "Friends, don't be impulsive, I will go down."

Du Lin was not going to go down, so he locked the door on his side again, and stayed away from Huang Weiliang, but he also stopped talking on the phone.

The people outside the car moved slightly towards Huang Weiliang, and the person in charge of provoking and insulting Yang Jingxing ignored him.

Huang Weiliang stretched his legs and got out of the car, very steady, and the machete guy outside also stepped back to make room for his feet.

Huang Weiliang got off the station steadily, closed the car door, looked at the six people who were no longer provocative, and said pertinently: "My friends, you and I have never met each other. I think there is no grievance or hatred. If you have something to say, let's smoke a cigarette first... ..." As he spoke, he fumbled for a cigarette from his pocket.

The sharp steel pipe sneered: "Come with me..." He said, stepped forward, raised the steel pipe, and wanted to hit Huang Weiliang's head with the side.

Huang Weiliang stretched out his hand to block, but his movements were not large, and his tone was polite and self-esteem: "This big brother..."

"Brother, your father!" As the elder brother said, he swung the steel pipe and struck Huang Weiliang's head or shoulders. It seemed that he had used some strength.

Huang Weiliang evaded back to block again, and accelerated his progress to get to the point: "The big brothers are nothing more than taking people's money..." Before he could finish speaking, he cried out in pain, and was hit on the arm by the steel pipe.

Du Lin started calling the phone again: "They're doing it, hurry up!"

Huang Weiliang has no successful friends, and when he mentions money, it seems to make those people feel that their personality has been insulted. In addition to beating steel pipes, the three closest ones also have fists and kicks. It's just a decoration.

Since the other party didn't use it, Huang Weiliang became distracted. Losing his president's posture, he endured kicks on the buttocks, punches on the head and backs from steel pipes. Machete on the ground.

The furious voices of the few people watching the battle immediately rose, and reinforcements began immediately.Actually, no need, Huang Weiliang was knocked to the ground by the steel pipe, fists and feet that were suddenly strengthened. The guy who was almost robbed of the fulcrum took back the machete with his arm full of tattoos, raised it high, took a quick look, and confirmed that it was the back of the knife. Then he slashed at Huang Weiliang's back.

In contrast, it was just a warm-up before, but now it's really scolding and fighting.

Du Lin had lost his composure: "It's over, it's terrible..." The phone call was ignored.

Yang Jingxing opened the car door, and wanted to repeat Huang Weiliang's advice: "Brothers, stop hitting..." But his tone was more correct.

"Get off!" A thug who couldn't squeeze into Huang Weiliang's circle obviously took his anger out on Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing was obedient, got out of the car slowly, and helped Huang Weiliang who was lying on the ground attract some attention.Huang Weiliang held his head and pouted his buttocks in an ugly posture, but he didn't say much, he was a man.

Yang Jingxing had a good foothold and had a clear height advantage compared to the outside.But the situation is that Huang Weiliang fell on the side of the rear wheel of the car, surrounded by four people, two machetes are aggressive, but the steel pipe is the main point of fire, the pointed end is still on Huang Weiliang's buttocks, and a short machete is waving the flag to cheer look.

Yang Jingxing had a machete on the left and right, one was raised and pointed at him, and the other was hesitant and nervous.

Pointing at Yang Jingxing's machete was amused: "Bodyguard, fuck, I haven't seen it yet."

Yang Jingxing shook his head again and again: "Brothers, you hold your hands high, this is my leader..."

This is funny. A few people looked at Huang Weiliang. He was already sitting with his legs curled up, like an antique woman. I don’t know if he didn’t have the strength to get up or dared not. It's the tiger falling in Pingyang.

"Leader!" Jianguan looked at Yang Jingxing, raised the thing in his hand and pointed to it: "An official? Want to bluff me? See how aggressive you are, and still lead..."

Yang Jingxing started suddenly, moved half a meter back in a dodge, and instantly raised his foot to kick the person who insulted him, but before his foot reached the opponent's stomach, he grabbed the front of the steel pipe with his hands and feet.

There was no scream, just a muffled sound, the kicked person flew backwards and fell down, the steel pipe was already in Yang Jingxing's hands.

The short machete who besieged Huang Weiliang had no time to change his eyes before he was hit on the head by the steel pipe, and then the unformed panic and ferocity turned into uncontrollable pure pain.

The machete was nothing at all. As soon as one was lifted off the ground, the wrist was hit hard by the steel pipe. The effect was immediate, and the screams immediately arose.

Another machete was already in operation from the waist up, and it was about to be raised, but the steel pipe hit the operator's head, and this time there was an ouch.

Yang Jingxing looked very confident, he didn't even look at the four people he hit within two or three seconds, and immediately turned around to face the person who was in charge of provoking him just now.The two were still standing on both sides of the driver's door, just turned around.

The one who seemed nervous at first was gathering courage, and the one who was very fierce kept his eyes on Yang Jingxing while caring for his companions, and continued to yell: "You want to die, you want to die..."

Behind Yang Jingxing, the kicked person curled up on the ground and did not move. The two who were hit on the head by the steel pipe, one crouched still crumbling, and the other fumbled for the machete that fell on the ground.The one with the injured wrist seemed the most awake, and had already restrained his moaning, taking a deep breath and readjusting his fighting stance.

The short machete was not meant to scare people. After calling for death, he swung the machete towards Yang Jingxing. He was obviously inexperienced. The knife was so long and his arms were long. He swung it straight. In fact, the distance between him and Yang Jingxing was only one meter. More.

Yang Jingxing dodged forward, the knife went behind his back, he used his elbow to change the mental outlook of the ferocious expression, even sanity, he even threw the knife away.

"Get out of here." Yang Jingxing persuaded the last person on the other side who was still able to fight, because the driver of the van was honking his horn to urge him.

The nervous guy hesitated for a moment and started to run. At first, he ran very gently. He had to look back, and then slowly accelerated, but he never abandoned the knife. He ran faster and faster, and his back was very handsome.

The driver of the van was loyal, left the car behind, got down and ran away with the guy with the knife.

Yang Jingxing's expression was a little gloomy, and when he turned around, he was startled, and flew over to grab Huang Weiliang: "Manager Huang, don't be impulsive..." Huang Weiliang was about to use a machete to deal with the enemy.

Huang Weiliang was full of anger, his eyes were red and he shouted: "Today, I will show you little redheads how to cut people and use knives!"

Yang Jingxing persuaded: "Manager Huang, calm down, there is no need to..."

Du Lin came to the window here, hesitating whether to get out of the car: "Don't let him do it, oops, my fault, my fault... that one has to run!"

The one who was elbowed by Yang Jingxing was crawling quickly, and after a short filming, he stood up firmly and walked upright.But Yang Jingxing didn't care, and stopped Huang Weiliang first. He was very strong and angry.

Huang Weiliang was simply giving the enemy a chance. Yang Jingxing wanted to stop him, and then two more got up and ran, but they didn't seem to be very clear-headed, and they didn't want them anymore.

Huang Weiliang was still yelling at Yang Jingxing in a hurry: "Run away, run away! When the little red guy comes back, I will chop them up one by one!"

The feng shui took turns, and a thug stood up with his head covered, showing sincerity and enthusiasm: "Brother, we were wrong just now, you have a lot of adults, so we can meet each other in the future..."

Huang Weiliang went mad with anger: "I will be your mother in the future!"

The security guards came, five people, a few short plastic sticks and a long stick, trotted and walked quickly to observe the situation, made a big noise, and checked the van...

Dooling got out of the car, screaming, "This way!"

Of the remaining three, the one who was kicked was still in pain and couldn't speak at all, but his two brothers were still interesting enough, covering their heads and dragging their hands and caring about the boss, ready to share the difficulties.

The security guards gathered around, took out their deterrent force, put up long and short sticks together, and shouted loudly to be more honest, squat down!

Huang Weiliang also threw the machete and kicked a few times, and was persuaded and admired by the security guards like a hero.

Then Du Lin went to the car and took out the phone that kept beeping to answer: "It's all right...it's all right...you come here..."

Yang Jingxing went to worry about Du Lin who was still on the phone: "What about Miss Lin, I have to go back tomorrow."

Du Lin nodded again and again, his expression calmed down, but his free hand didn't let go of Yang Jingxing's arm, and then he talked on the phone: "Tang Xiaoxiao, who else knows what happened today...I'm asking you who else... Do you still want to hang out!?" With a loud roar, Huang Weiliang was startled.

Du Lin was vicious: "Come back right away and explain to me clearly... You will know when you come, right away!"

But after hanging up the phone, Du Lin was still polite to Yang Jingxing: "It doesn't matter, go back tomorrow, no problem, I will definitely give you an explanation..."

The one who got kicked hummed: "No... no... no... go to the hospital... I'm going to die..."

Huang Weiliang couldn't wait for it: "Quickly die!"

Yang Jingxing was startled: "Call an ambulance quickly."

Du Lin took out the key and handed it to Yang Jingxing: "You and Manager Huang go up first, wait a while, I'll take care of it here."

Huang Weiliang asked very seriously: "Can it be done?"

Du Lin nodded: "I'm sorry, I must give an explanation."

Huang Weiliang kicked him again, knocking the one covering his head over.

Yang Jingxing still discussed with the security: "Call an ambulance, in case something happens to both of you, hurry up... hurry up!"

The head of the security guard was startled and nodded again and again: "Call."

Yang Jingxing squatted down again, and looked at the three fellow sufferers: "I'm asking you something, for the sake of my being so light-handed, can you tell me the truth?"

No one answered, but the eyes gave in.

Yang Jingxing pointed: "Yesterday, the day before yesterday, you didn't follow this car, did you?"

The one whose hand seemed to be broken shook his head again and again with a dazed look on his face.

Yang Jingxing raised his hand and gave him a slap, suggesting: "Tell the truth."

The defeated general had completely lost his momentum, and continued to shake his head without showing any resistance in his eyes.

Yang Jingxing slapped harder, his voice resounded through the parking lot, and asked again: "Where were you the day before yesterday?"

The one who lost his hand wanted to recall: "No, no... We have been in Changping for the past few days, and we only came here in the afternoon. I swear..."

Huang Weiliang had something to ask: "Who asked you to come? Who?" He was much more imposing than Yang Jingxing, but his expression still seemed to be in pain.

No one answered this question anymore, and the fresh two looked at the one who was pretending to die.

After hanging up the phone, Du Lin came to persuade him again: "I'll take care of it, Manager Huang, you go up first...to see if there is any injury, go to the hospital."

Huang Weiliang is still a hero: "This little thing..." u