The winner is crowned king [entertainment circle]

The day before Xiang Ling returned to the company, he quietly went back to his stepfather's house.

Returning to his former home with a strange identity, Xiang Ling's heart was full of mixed feelings, full of ups and downs, but joy was missing.He was free from the chains imposed by his stepfather, and he should have been happy, but this time, with annihilated memories, he went to see the house that had been beaten by the wind and rain, and the memories of the old things were even more dilapidated.

How to say, this is also his home; how to say, when he is out there covered with thorns and thorns and covered with scars, this is the only temporary shelter for him, at least when his stepfather is asleep, his tired body can relax.

Walking to the door of the house, he habitually rummaged through the keys in his pocket, only to realize in a daze that he had lost everything, and everything he had had been wiped out with the car accident.

Xiang Ling knocked lightly on the door, and there was a slight knocking sound inside the room, which disappeared quickly; he knocked again, and this time the sound inside was more urgent and impatient. Opening the door, he glared at the uninvited guest who was bothering him to find something.

With a sudden glance at Yun Tian, ​​Xiang Ling couldn't help trembling in his heart, and the fear in his heart surged in his heart along with the unbearable memories.

Xiang Ling desperately suppressed the cruel thoughts in his heart, and calmly said with the disguise of the last time: "Excuse me, is this Xiang Ling's home?"

Yun Tian looked him up and down, with unkind eyes, roughly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hummed: "Yeah."

Yun Tian didn't intend to let him in, so Xiang Ling had no choice but to speak up: "My name is...Chu Jiang, can I go in and talk about it?"

When he first heard him say his name, Yun Tian was stunned for a moment, then let him in suspiciously, closed the door with a snap, and leaned against the back of the door to see what he was going to do.

When knocking on the door, Yun Tian should be looking for something in the house.Xiang Ling glanced at the house inadvertently, and was not surprised to see that the room he lived in was a mess. Clothes and sheets, pens and papers placed on the desk were all swept on the floor, mixed together in a disorderly manner, and the above could still be clearly seen. I saw a few fragmentary footprints.

Xiang Ling understood his stepfather. Apart from the paternal love he never gave, Yuntian also liked to ask for money from himself. He didn't gamble or have sex. He just bought alcohol and went to high-end places to get drunk. Sometimes he was carried back by others when he was drunk. , and there are bruises on his face, probably because he was drunk and had conflicts with others.

In his death, he left nothing behind and took everything away. The money tree that Yuntian relied on for a lavish life fell down, how could Yuntian not go crazy.

Xiang Ling stood a few feet away from his room, stunned, and suddenly, Yun Tian yelled from behind, in an extremely rough voice: "Fuck, I just remembered, you are the one who killed Xiang Ling, why the hell are you going to kill him?" Dare to come here and seek death?"

Yes, he almost forgot that as a relative of Xiang Ling, traffic accidents of this level will often be notified to the family members. The names and backgrounds of both parties involved in the accident, accident responsibilities and subsequent compensation are all made public. How could Yuntian not know Chu Jiang.

Xiang Ling didn't know what to say for a while, and tilted his head slightly to avoid Yun Tian's ferocious expression of wanting to eat people, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Yun Tian's intimidation was effective, it just so happened that his son died these few days, and his source of income was cut off, he was worried that no one would ask for money, and now that someone delivered it to his door, he had no intention of letting him leave completely.

"I won't say much. You killed my son. If the police don't pay you, you will pay me. Aren't you a star? There should be tens of millions."

"How much do you want?"

Yuntian Export was also happy: "1000 million."

The figure of ten million is far away in Xiang Ling's impression, but it is not an unattainable goal. It's just that Chu Jiang's funds and deposits, he doesn't know if he has them, and he doesn't know where they are. Jiang's body did not inherit his memory, and everything in the past seemed to be frozen under the frost and snow, drifting away with the old owner.

Xiang Ling flatly vetoed such a straightforward but unavailable amount, and changed it to 500 million.

Yuntian naturally disagreed, but the result of his disagreement was that he couldn't get any money. Xiang Ling told him clearly that both parties in the traffic accident are legally responsible, and the 500 million is already higher than the original compensation amount. Either Yuntian promised himself, Or both parties go through legal procedures.

When Xiang Ling was working in the company, he encountered a lawsuit between the company and the consumer to solve the problem. The procedure was quite cumbersome. It took nearly a month just to prepare the matter, and there were court sessions and follow-up processing after that. Months are not over.

Yun Tian is such a coward, a soft-hearted guy who is absolutely unwilling to go through legal procedures, so he has to take Xiang Ling's 500 million if he doesn't want it.

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Talking with his stepfather broke up as bad as he imagined. Xiang Ling went back to his car and exhaled several times. When a sheep in wolf's clothing met a real wolf, he still had no confidence in his heart. He thought maybe from now on In the future, he will have nothing to do with Yun Tian, ​​and he will still be benevolent, for the sake of being kind to his mother, and for the sake of not selling himself out.

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In the afternoon, Xiang Ling drove to the company under the escort of Zhang Xingxing. It was only 20 days since the accident happened, the client was discharged from the hospital, and then he recovered and returned to work in the company. The outside of Lingmei's door was still blocked by reporters.

Zhang Xingxing had already anticipated this situation when he was at home, and the measures he and Xiang Ling agreed to take were not to speak, not to answer any questions from the reporters, to squeeze a way out of the cracks, and walk forward without looking back.

A car accident in the entertainment industry is not considered an explosive event, nor is it that someone cheated, or someone was in a public relationship. If 20 days is not enough, then after another 20 days, a month, the heat will gradually subside, and the reporters will lose their patience. Without the enthusiasm for reporting, it naturally landed safely.

Xiang Ling walked very fast, and the reporter babbled in his ears and asked a question or two. Before the end of the sound, he stepped into the revolving door of the company and walked straight forward. Feeling much more comfortable, Xiao Pao followed behind, complimenting him on what he did well.

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After throwing away the annoying reporters outside the door, he went up to the second floor and bumped into Sister Liu who was dressed in sexy and glamorous clothes.Sister Liu is thirty years old, but she doesn't look thirty, with delicate shoulders and long waist, graceful and charming, she is no different from all kinds of beautiful female stars on the screen, except for one thing, Sister Liu is a hundred times more ruthless than those female stars.

When the two met, water and fire collided, and sparks of disharmony would surely be stirred up.

Sister Liu stopped first, and scanned Xiang Ling from beginning to end with unclear eyes. The corners of her eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and she noticed the change in Xiang Ling.

"People who have accidents are different. People become a little colder. Why, I'm afraid that if you don't be tough, won't it be too embarrassing to be kicked out?"

Sister Liu's words were equivalent to an advance notice. Zhang Xingxing murmured inwardly that it was not good. He didn't even have a chance to negotiate now.

Xiang Ling spoke politely but was not lacking in arrogance, and his attitude was neither humble nor anxious.

"Thank you for reminding me, Leng Lie just wants to be in a high place, so as not to meet people he doesn't want to see." By implication, he belittled Sister Liu as a first-class ordinary person who was in a low place.

Sister Liu never talked nonsense with him before, she either winked and walked away, or snorted a few words, and finally she was in a better mood to ridicule the person she hated the most, but was scolded perfectly by the other party indirectly. Come to Chujiang's slut behavior.

"No matter how well you pretend, you are nothing more than a moldy rotten grass that has been on the beds of so many people, but a mouse in a dark ditch that can't change its shape, stealing other people's leading roles, and doing so noblely , You are the only one in the world, there is a saying that can describe you especially, it is shameless."

When it came to the fact that her actor's role was robbed, Sister Liu was having nowhere to vent her anger, and it happened that Xiang Ling ran into the muzzle of the gun, so she was not polite.Anyway, a slut is a slut, so why not be scolded, she believes that she is definitely not the only one in the company who scolds Chu Jiang like this.

Xiang Ling stared at Sister Liu's neck, which was thickly rubbed with powder, and reminded kindly: "You better not be angry, just leave the swearing to others, the neck is already slack, don't get angry anymore."

Sister Liu touched her neck subconsciously, and suddenly became angry, and slapped Xiang Ling on the face.

With a crisp sound, Zhang Xingxing was taken aback. He didn't usually like Sister Liu very much. It wasn't because she had a bad relationship with Chu Jiang, but because she was so mean and her mouth was so vicious. Who would displease her? Inverse, saliva can drown people, speak without thinking through the brain, and curse words can be as ugly as they are.

It's okay to bear it normally, but Xiang Ling had just been discharged from the hospital, and his health was just a little better, when she slapped him, feeling distressed in his heart, and blurted out: "Why did you hit someone?"

Sister Liu frowned, and rushed: "What does it have to do with you, step aside."

After speaking, she raised her hand again, but Xiang Ling grabbed her wrist and pulled her slender wrist aside to avoid the covered vision. Her unkind tone was full of contradictory words from trapped animals.

"You should save your slap for slapping yourself in the face later, so that you can reflect on your own problems."

Xiang Ling, who had half of his face covered by palm prints, did not lose his aura at all. Rebirth was just a game for him. He didn't have to take any responsibility, and he didn't have to be afraid of anyone.

Throwing away Sister Liu's hand fiercely, and passing by sideways, Zhang Xingxing was too shocked, and the aftertaste of surprise left him a lot slower in catching up, but he was very happy, because Sister Liu's expression was not to mention Wonderful.

In the past, Chu Jiang had an arrogant personality, relying on his face to walk around the world. If someone slapped him in the face, no matter who the other party was, he would definitely slap him back.

Today, Xiang Ling didn't slap him back as he imagined, but he was more attractive than returning him. He saw the ruthlessness in Xiang Ling's eyes, and the arrogance that thousands of troops could not overthrow him. Disgusting and contrived.

Zhang Xingxing is very satisfied. This feeling is indescribable. In short, he is very satisfied and gratified.

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Went up to the executive level on the fifth floor, the meeting hall was in session, Xiang Ling sat on the sofa in the reception room and waited.The height of the fifth floor is not high. Looking out from the whole mirror wall, the streets, roads, traffic lights, everything is orderly, orderly, silent like a mime, the world is running normally, in the eyes of others, even though the stormy sea , and the days went by day by day.

Xiang Ling would not have thought about it more than 20 days ago. His life after that has become glamorous in the eyes of some people, and indifferent in the eyes of others.

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Zhang Xingxing answered a phone call, said a few words to the other party, and then hung up with a heavy expression on his face. Xiang Ling probably guessed it.

The producer of "Summer Wind Blows South"?

Ok.

Play delayed or banned?

almost.

I see.

Before the result was announced, it seemed that the two results were divided in half, but it was destined that only one was 100%.

Director Zhou, who was in charge of "Summer Wind Blowing South", had a car accident with him. He woke up, but Director Zhou didn't wake up. All the power of this film was transferred to the directors of the team behind the scenes. It happened that these directors couldn't understand Chu Jiang. , They would rather make a loss-making business than accept Director Zhou's wish to make Chu Jiang famous. It's no good for anyone to wake up from a two-month dream of filming.

Precisely because he had guessed the ending, Xiang Ling returned to the company in a hurry. If he wanted to win a place, he had to negotiate with the supervisor. Before the liquidated damages were paid, he and Ling Mei still had a relationship. In such a big company, the liquidated damages are also huge , Ling Mei has no reason not to.

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After waiting for more than an hour, the door of the conference room was finally opened. The vice president of Lingmei Video came out. Xiang Ling went up to meet him, nodded respectfully and said hello to the vice president. Xu Shangchu, the vice president, gave him a strange look and said :"Is there a problem?"

Xiang Ling self-reported his family name, explained the cause and effect together, did not turn around in his work, and couldn't be more clear about the purpose of his visit.

He wants to stay in Lingmei.

Xu Shangchu didn't seem to remember that there was Chu Jiang, so he turned around and handed over his affairs to the supervisor in charge of artist formation arrangements.

The supervisor naturally knew Chu Jiang, and had a profound influence on him, because of that crap.The resignation statement about Chu Jiang was lying on his desk, and before he had time to release it, someone came to him on his own initiative.

But the supervisor didn't tell him to leave directly, but watched him save himself with great interest.

Xiang Ling admitted his mistake when he came up, with a sincere attitude, neither humble nor overbearing, but he could see the remorse of a good attitude.

"I know I shouldn't make decisions on my own, but I am always an artist of Lingmei. Even if I can't do it in the future, I still think I can stay here."

The supervisor listened with gusto, and the conversation continued.

"I still owe the liquidated damages of 3000 million. I hope the company will assign me a team. I will bring the artists myself and make profits in the name of the company. Until the liquidated damages are all paid, whether to stay in Lingmei after that depends entirely on the company's arrangement." .”

Xiang Ling had planned it long ago. He has the ability and confidence to lead newcomers. If the previous path does not work, he can take another path.

The supervisor laughed twice: "The idea is very good, but why do you think Ling Mei will help you?"

Zhang Xingxing glanced at Xiang Ling in embarrassment. He didn't have a good relationship with everyone, and begging no one would work.

Xiang Ling shook his head and said, "I don't have any reason, so I ask the company to give me this opportunity."

He has no capital, no backers, no financial backers, begging is the best self-help gesture.

The supervisor picked up a document on the coffee table, put it under his arm, stood up, and said, "Very well, you don't have this opportunity."

For the traitors of the company, if they frequently break away from the company's arrangements and give them a chance to change their ways, they are tantamount to humiliating themselves, and they will still be ungrateful in the future.

Not to mention a small supervisor, if he agrees, the boss will not agree.