Qian Yan

Chapter 28 Take Care of Your Artists

Finding the innermost seat with a partition, they ordered coffee and dessert.

Yan Weiran was in a hurry in the morning and didn't have time to eat. At this time, he was tired and hungry, and he had to eat four small desserts to recover.Looking up, Wei Zexi was actually staring at her.

"Oh, that's rare." He said in surprise, "I've taken you to supper twice, and you seem to have no appetite, yet you're willing to eat this time. Can I get you another glass of water?"

"Hot milk, thank you."

Thinking of the dispute between the two last night, it was actually a little awkward.Yan Weiran drank milk, Wei Zexi took out his phone and asked, "Liu Ziyi left?"

"Well, I helped to change her appearance a little bit, and now everyone doesn't quite believe this rumor."

"I really don't believe it anymore, because..." Wei Zexi looked at her strangely, handed the phone to her, and said, "Now you are in big trouble, and Huang Yichen's fans will not let you go."

In fact, it was Huang Yichen who committed suicide and set himself on fire.He was proud of Yan Weiran's makeup, so he posted a Weibo immediately after she left, uploading a selfie of himself in the hotel, with two simple words: "Good morning".

Then, the selfie became an instant sensation.One-third of the people below are praising "Looking and licking!" One-third of the people are asking "Are you really dating that woman who looks like Liu Ziyi?" And one-third of the people are asking His electric eyes were like torches, and he pointed it out immediately: "Look at the shadow on the glass!"

Immediately, someone downloaded and enlarged the photo to examine the glass carefully.

After the curtains were pulled open, a narrow glass window was revealed, but the narrow glass window was impartial, and it happened to vaguely reflect a figure inside the room, obviously, it was the shadow of a woman.

Later, the paparazzi, spurned by netizens, immediately uploaded photos secretly taken in the hotel in order to wash away their grievances, claiming that they had gone through untold hardships and finally sneaked into the hotel and took pictures of the woman in the photo coming out of Huang Yichen's room.Attached with the gossip is a photo of Yan Weiran blocking her face after going out, as well as a back view.In addition, it was speculated that judging from the big box she was carrying, it was very likely that she came from another place. It seemed that she was not an insider, but traveled all the way here to date Huang Yichen.

Yan Weiran looked very depressed, and said it as if she was giving away a girl from thousands of miles away, which hurt her self-esteem too much.

Just at this time, the phone vibrated slightly, Yan Weiran took it out and took a look, it was Huang Yichen's apology message, which came very timely: "I'm sorry, I seem to have posted your shadow on the Internet. But I will delete it now It’s just trying to cover up, so be it, please bear with me.”

Yan Weiran's face turned green, and he raised his head to look at Wei Zexi: "Can you take care of your artists?"

Wei Zexi looked at the message and said, "From my point of view, it's best to leave it alone."

"What angle?" Yan Weiran asked.

"First, a make-up artist appeared in Huang Yichen's room early in the morning. The spectators would easily think whether the woman who looked like Liu Ziyi but not Liu Ziyi had been put on makeup. At that time, there were different opinions. Huang Yichen and Liu Ziyi will cause trouble."

"Anyway, it's not my trouble." Yan Weiran frowned.

"Second, whether it's the paparazzi secretly taking pictures of you coming out of the room, or the shadow on the glass, they can't see your real appearance, so for you, this is not a problem at all. Instead, you came out to sue for the candid photography Your true face will be revealed to the public, and then you will be in trouble."

Yan Weiran heaved a sigh of relief, and could only choose to calm down: "Okay, but I won't just let it go."

She remembered this grudge, next time Huang Yichen's makeup cost will be increased by [-]%!

"According to me, your luck is pretty good. You didn't show your face anyway. I've just had bad luck recently." Wei Zexi leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, with an irritable expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Yan Weiran pulled down the search box and searched for the word Wei Zexi.

It was as if a pot had exploded on the page, the smell of gunpowder exploded overwhelmingly, and there were thousands of messages cursing and mocking Wei Zexi, which opened Yan Weiran's eyes.

The cause of the incident was that Chen Yiling's fans threw Liu Ziyi makeup remover angrily.Liu Ziyi's fans were naturally filled with righteous indignation, but Chen Yiling's fans were not easy to provoke. Not only did they call for support for the fan's behavior in the forum, but they also started a topic on social media, saying that the real face of a star is something that the masses love to talk about, so splash some makeup remover What if it doesn't hurt your bones?
And that fan complained tearfully on the Internet, accusing Liu Ziyi and Huanyu Company of treating female fans with such an extreme attitude.Worst of all, she also posted photos and videos showing the crime of Wei Zexi slapping herself that day. The bruised, red and swollen face on the screen was unsightly, causing many people to angrily send out "slapping women!" Men are not people!" an angry cry.

Afterwards, Chen Yiling's fan executives made a joint statement, announcing that they would call the shots for the fans, sue Wei Zexi, the powerful and overbearing vice president of Huanyu Company who slapped female fans in public, and fight the evil forces to the end.

Seeing Wei Zexi's eagerness to confide, Yan Weiran read a hot topic on his phone: "Lingmao sues the world's brutal high-level... Are they really going to sue you?"

"Lingmao? I'm afraid they're a hairy!" Wei Zexi's face was darkened, extremely depressed, "Let her cause trouble and chaos for us, make our whole company unsafe, and don't let me block her with a slap when she is swearing." Q?"

"The concept in modern society is that a man can't hit a woman, under any circumstances, you are not graceful enough."

"What's wrong with the world? Only women are allowed to be arrogant and men are not allowed to resist?" Wei Zexi flicked his fingers on the table irritably, "Is gender discrimination okay? Do you want equality between men and women?"

Yan Weiran got angry: "Hurry up and solve it. Your bad image as a vice president must have brought huge losses to the company and its artists, right? Then you will be exiled again every minute."

"Why do you think I'm so unlucky!" Wei Zexi was really angry when he mentioned this, "My father shouted every day that he was in poor health and forced me to take over! I took over, and every day in New York It took half an hour to read the report! But he thought I was doing poorly, so he kicked me into the country to exercise. Do you think it’s easy for me to get along well in the past six months? Someone wants to sue me?! Why did that woman sue me? If she threw sulfuric acid, she would have been sentenced to ten or eight years earlier!"

"But she splashed lotion, so your slap is too much."

"Excessive? I just slapped her like that, and her face can be stepped on by an elephant. I want to kneel down and sing "Conquer" to her, okay? The world is too much for me. !" Wei Zexi roared angrily, almost knocking the roof over, "How did the Huanyu Public Relations Department release the draft? How did the commanding heights of public opinion be taken? How can those organized and disciplined people in the Security Department fail to deal with these unorganized and unorganized people?" Recorded wild fans? Am I giving the monthly salary to ghosts?"

The roar made people around look sideways, Yan Weiran helplessly pressed his finger on his lips, and signaled him softly: "No matter what happens, I hope Mr. Wei, you don't blindly criticize others, but you should first examine yourself."

"Yeah, I took a look at myself and found that I am more wronged than Dou E!"

Yan Weiran turned his head to look outside speechlessly, feeling that he was too naive to try to comfort this man.

Outside the partition, the paparazzi sat outside and drank tea before he left. It seemed that he couldn't leave for a while.

Wei Zexi gulped down his coffee for a while, then turned his head to look, and asked, "Do you need me to cover you?"

"No, I'll put on makeup. They all want to spy on the woman Huang Yichen is dating anyway, so I'll create someone they'll never find." Yan Weiran stood up and dragged the suitcase, "Wait a minute, Wei Anyway, I'm going to change myself."

Wei Zexi immediately said, "Make it look better."

"That's hard to say."

After 10 minutes, a 60-year-old old lady from Shanghai walked out of the bathroom.

She has short curly hair that has been scorched yellow, and the muscles on her face have begun to sag uncontrollably due to the force of gravity. The powder on her face is quite thick, but it still can't cover the faint chloasma underneath.The eyebrows are drawn high, with a shrewd look, coupled with the exaggerated flaming red lips, it is almost unstoppable to run across the vegetable market in a second.

The waiters next to her saw the shrewdness on her face, and they were all timid, not daring to go up to the trouble.

It's just that the old aunt refused to accept her old age. She was wearing a little girl's white T-shirt with a beige knee-length skirt, and a pair of small white shoes on her feet. She walked with a slight limp.

Wei Zexi raised his head and stared at the old aunt who was walking towards him, the shock on his face couldn't be concealed: "I'll go..."

(End of this chapter)