Hidden Assassin

In Zheng Zepei's room, listening to what he said, Fang Yusi was puzzled.

I followed Zheng Zepei all the way to Jianghai and asked the mysterious songwriter to help write the song. Originally, after communication by Zheng Zepei, the other party was said to have agreed. However, after hearing her name, it seemed that she suddenly changed her voice, and even made a faint gesture to kill herself, which is really difficult to understand.

"Recall carefully, have you offended anyone in Jianghai this week or two? The most important thing is that when you went to the Blue Bird last Saturday, did you do anything rude?"

"What's so rude ..." Fang Yusi frowned. "Last week there were too many people in that bar, and I went a little late. The concept band had finished singing and went backstage. I didn't see them at all, Zheng Teacher, I think ... I'd better tell him his identity ... "

"No." Zheng Zepei smiled apologetically. "I promised him before, not telling anyone who he is, not to mention he is to you now ... Well, you said you did n’t see him last week, you did n’t see it at the front desk. So you went to the background? "

"Of course I wanted to go backstage, but ..." Fang Yusi shook his head. "It didn't make sense at all. Even if I showed my identity, I would not be allowed to enter at all. I heard what kind of underworld hood was in that bar ... Of course, you also know , These days I'm not in a good mood. Maybe I said a word or two to make him hear, but I didn't say anything excessive, really. "

Seeing Zheng Zepei's eyes closed for contemplation, Fang Yusi said: "Mr. Zheng, can't I really disclose it at all, if ... if I did something inadvertently inadvertently, I think I can apologize in the past."

Her tone was sincere, but Zheng Zepei still shook her head: "This is what I agreed with Huang Lao. Well, let's go. Today is Friday. Tomorrow Saturday, the concept will start singing, you go early , Hope to have the opportunity to say clearly, what do you think? "

"... Um." Fang Yu nodded and said a few more words. Fang Yu asked unwillingly when he was leaving: "Mr. Zheng, that person ... Is he really that powerful?"

Zheng Zepei smiled slightly: "You already know the answer. His song" Dongfeng Po "and" Jiangnan "have already been released. You should see the response, and after Huang Lao had contacted him once, I used to It is recommended that Huang Lao accept him as an apprentice. The other party's meaning is left alone, but Huang Lao has no such ability. According to the songs he sings at the Blue Bird Bar these days, as long as they are properly packed, each song is enough to make a newcomer , Such a songwriter, to be honest ... I haven't seen it before. "

Fang Yusi bit his lower lip, then walked out of the room with a lonely expression. Eyes stayed on the back for a while, Zheng Zepei looked back. Although this woman has a problem with worshipping gold, who is not like that in the entertainment industry, relatively speaking, she can be considered as a person, and she will not easily enemies on weekdays, but ... The performance of Sacred Heart College was taken over by her, originally because Gu Jiaming was also in Sacred Heart College, but if she did something unexpectedly because of this, it can only be said to be She didn't converge enough.

Out of the room, Fang Yusi recalled what happened these days, and greeted Zhang Jingfeng, who was oncoming. These days, I have been living in Zhang Jingfeng ’s villa. I usually come and go for banquets and parties of this kind. I know the wealthy businessmen and celebrities in Jianghai City. Sacred Heart College has only been there three times. Things.

Honestly, every time I went to Sacred Heart College, Zhang Jingfeng and Dongfang Road took turns in front of Ling Jing, and she felt left out. Dancing still does n’t work. After saying that, I have left it behind and no longer care about it. At present, it is really difficult to associate the girl who admires her with the concept band. Therefore, even after racking her brains, she is really difficult to determine. Where did you offend?

Back to the room, in the evening, she didn't turn on the light. She took a bottle of red wine in the dark and drank it for herself. After a while, she picked up the telephone microphone on the bedside, hesitated several times, and finally dialed the phone.

"Hey, Amin, it's me ... don't hang on, I want to talk, okay? We ... after all, we have been for so many years ... I haven't done it! What kind of place in the entertainment industry do you still not understand? This The scandal of the person, the scandal of that person, they are saying, you understand ... I don't want to be poor anymore, I have been scared since I was a kid, I am scared ... I have no sense of security, you know! "

"... Of course, of course, I know, I'm already rich now to quit, but to get to this point, how much I paid, my whole life is here, how can you make me easily deny it all ... Amin, not many people can be as indifferent as you are, and I want more ... Since those guys with full brains can have it, why can't I, I work so hard, I am more qualified than them ... No, I don't want to quit ... I won't quit ... can't we be friends unless we are husbands and wives ... "

There was a hang-up sound over the phone.

Fang Yusi slammed the microphone back into place, drinking a sip of red from Li's cheek.

"But is it just a songwriter? Can talent be eaten as a meal ... what a concept band ... all **** ..."

In the darkness, a whispered croak was heard.

*

Step out of the hotel's built-in bar and stagger through the long cloister, and you can see the fascinating silhouette of the neon city. It's 8:40 in the evening.

I came here to participate in a large auction of Huajing Hotel. After I arrived, I got into the bar and drank more than half an hour because of my bad mood. Although the people in the mixed entertainment industry can be considered to drink, her drinking volume is not particularly outstanding. Until now, she wobbled out, feeling that the surroundings are swirling around, and all kinds of lights are mixed around in a strange atmosphere. The circle feels like.

Entering the white and bright bathroom, she lowered her hat as a cover, then spit up while helping the sink.

Was spit in the dark, someone walked to her side, patted her hand behind her, and took off her hat with the other hand, some worried that this person would recognize who she was, but Xuan felt The dress in front of me is too far away from usual, it is estimated that it is like a crazy woman after losing love. Later, a concerned female voice rang beside her: "Miss, are you okay?" Although it was in Chinese, it carried an American accent and appeared to be a foreign woman.

"Wow ... nothing, nothing ... wow ... ha ... ha ... thank you ..."

Breathing hard, he glanced at the figure beside him. This woman seems to be around the age of twenty-seven, and she has a gorgeous and noble dress with a very graceful curve. It is a devil-like coquettish that only Western women can have. Although she looks young, her temperament is already Extremely mature beauty. The smile brought a sense of soothing calmness. If placed in Japan, this woman is definitely a great spokesperson for the term mature woman.

Maybe it's the mistress who keeps it ... Fang Yusi thought a little badly. In private, she hates any woman who is more beautiful than her.

The first wave of vomiting was followed by successive retching. Suddenly, a clear female voice came out of the small compartment on one side: "I'm annoyed, annoyed ..." Although in English, But Fang Yusi can also understand, it is clear that the foreign girl who speaks has a perfect voice-she also hates anyone who has a better voice than her. I hope she broke down due to improper maintenance during the changing period!

"Heidi, what's wrong?" The woman around said with a smile in English.

"I hate dead family Ming, he said that he would come to play with me, and let me dove again!" The word "Family Ming" flashed in Fang Yusi's mind, and immediately fell into the black hole of memory and disappeared invisible.

"Jiaming called and he just came late for something."

"So when he comes over, what should I do when I go to sleep? He used to be like this three years ago. People waited for him to wait until late every night. After waking up the next day, you said he was here, but I never saw him. He! I hate him! "

"Jiaming likes gentle girls, Heidi, you, beware he doesn't like you anymore."

"Humph……"

The little girl inside snorted angrily, Fang Yusi secretly said a fool, covered her face with cold water, then thanked him and stumbled out of the bathroom. I feel a lot more comfortable after vomiting ~ www.readwn.com ~ But my body is more weak and weak. When I walked to the corner of the passage, I was hit by someone. When I fell to the ground, I was hugged by the person: "Sorry , Miss, are you okay? "It's a man, but it's American.

Open your eyes, in front of you is a very attractive man, not a middle-aged man, probably in his thirties, just a person with a spirited, most energetic stage of life. After looking at this person for a while, Fang Yusi grinned: "Well, it's okay, it's okay ..."

"It looks like you are not in good shape. Where do you live? Need me to take you back to your room?"

"Back to the room? Hehe ..." Fang Yusi shook his head with a smile, "No, I ... I'm going to the auction, can you send me?"

"Auction? I happen to be ..." The man smiled, but hesitated slightly, glanced at the direction of the bathroom, and then nodded: "Well, let's go."

Fang Yusi put one hand on her shoulder, and embraced her waist, and they walked towards the auction together. On the way, Fang Yusi asked, "My name is Fang, called Fang Yusi, how about you?"

"Joseph." The man next to him answered briefly and calmly, "Joseph. Salier."