#The famous director cheated on his wife, and his wife's image collapsed, but the new star Gu Qingwu insisted on playing the leading role in his new play#
Luo Yuan finished reading the hot search headlines expressionlessly, then slammed his tablet onto the coffee table. He was furious: "The funding for this play has been withdrawn, and the director is busy with his own affairs. You dare to publicly support the new play of Crossing Street Mouse in front of reporters during a commercial performance? Aren't you afraid of being banned by the entire Internet?"
Under the cold light, Gu Qingwu sat lazily on the dark purple velvet sofa, her long black hair hanging down to her waist. The thin silk nightgown wrapped around her body slipped open slightly, revealing a small piece of skin on her slender shoulders, which was glowing white.
It is beautiful, but like a precious Ding kiln white porcelain, it cannot withstand the slightest collision and is naturally suitable to be collected in a museum for people to appreciate.
Even after hearing what his agent said, he just lowered his eyes coldly and held the phone in his hand, without any reaction.
Luo Yuan frowned: "What are you doing? Correct your attitude."
"He is not just a street rat, he is my mentor."
Gu Qingwu opened Weibo without even raising his head.
Is this the point
When Luo Yuan heard this, he thought of her public support for the director online, and suddenly felt sad. He tried to persuade her to wake up: "Even if the director is kind to you, so what? You just climbed up from the eighteenth line, and your position in the entertainment industry is not stable. This industry is most taboo to be too sentimental..."
When the company signed Gu Qingwu, Luo Yuan was very optimistic about this young girl. Right after her debut, she became so popular with her face that she was hailed as the most beautiful girl in the entertainment industry. She has tens of millions of fans and has very high commercial value.
But she has a fatal stubbornness. She never accepts the unspoken rules in the circle and doesn't care whether she is famous or not. Once she is not watched, she will come up with bold and rebellious ideas in private.
Gu Qingwu said nothing. She scanned the top ten trending searches through her curled eyelashes and then turned to look at the comments from netizens below.
Front row hot comments:
"Let me tell you something about the underworld. Chu Sanyan usually looks like a decent person, but now it's been revealed that he has a chaotic private life and abuses his ex-wife. I think Gu Qingwu is not clean either. Could she be one of his mistresses? Otherwise, how could a newcomer without any backing win Chu Sanyan's favor at school and easily get his movie? Not to mention now, the movie "Snowy Night" is tailor-made for Gu Qingwu. I don't believe that they didn't have some money and sex transactions."
Gu Qingwu pursed her lips into a cold arc. What a brilliant logic. With such a wide range of ideas, it would be a waste of her talent to be a screenwriter.
I tapped my fingertips on the screen and was about to reply to this popular comment.
Her fans quickly came to control the situation, and she paused for a few seconds before exiting Weibo with a lack of interest.
Seeing that she finally put down her phone, Luo Yuan continued, "The company has issued an ultimatum. You must terminate your contract with the crew. The contract for the new play has been sent to you. It's a..."
Before he could finish, Gu Qingwu interrupted him, and in a clear voice, he said confidently: "Brother Yuan, I will not break the contract for this play, and I believe in the teacher's character."
"Gu Qingwu! Aren't you afraid of becoming an 18th-tier celebrity again and being laughed at as a vase for the rest of your life?"
Luo Yuan saw that she either didn't speak or when she spoke she got so angry that she almost died.
Gu Qingwu tilted her head and looked at him with an innocent expression: "Then I'll make a valuable antique vase."
When Luo Yuan saw her face, he was inexplicably speechless.
Gu Qingwu was a typical beauty with delicate bone structure. Her facial features were so delicate that they looked as if they were outlined on her face, which seemed to be only the size of a palm. Her eyes were dark and bright, and even the slightly upturned corners of her eyes gave off a hint of charm.
And she has a very small mole on the tip of her nose, which is the most recognizable.
Luo Yuan: "Really, I really admire how you can use this incredibly beautiful face to say such shameless and mysteriously confident words."
Gu Qingwu smiled at him: "Don't be angry, except for the termination of the contract for this drama, I promise to listen to you on work matters."
Luo Yuan sneered: "What kind of job is there for a person who is about to be hidden by the company? If you keep doing this..." Before he finished speaking, his cell phone vibrated. He glanced sideways and went out to answer the call.
Gu Qingwu sat there without moving, her slender fingers fiddling with the laces of her nightgown as if she was bored.
I don't know who called from the other end of the phone. About ten minutes later, Luo Yuan came back with a dark face and said to her, "It's useless even if you agree to terminate the contract. The company's top management has decided to give all your endorsements and new dramas to other artists. During this time, you will be asked to reflect on yourself at home."
Gu Qingwu looked at him and didn't respond.
After a few seconds
Luo Yuan added: "There is still a way to survive."
Gu Qingwu's voice was very light: "What?"
"There is a drinking party tonight. There is news that Mr. Wen of Shengyu Film and Television has invited a mysterious boss to the party. If you go, you may be able to save yourself."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingwu slowly stood up from the sofa, walked barefoot on the carpet to the window, and reached out to open the curtains.
After a while, she looked at the dark sky outside, opened her lips slightly, and said softly and slowly: "It seems like it's going to rain—"
Not to mention rain, you have to go even if it’s hail.
Luo Yuan pretended not to understand the subtext of her words and reminded her mercilessly: "If your mentor's movie is well received, investment will be a matter of a word."
In the late autumn of Sicheng, the temperature is low and the bustling night scene of the entire city is hidden in the cold wind and rain, like floating dust and a dream.
Forty minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz business car arrived at the entrance of Wanger Hotel. The door was opened, and Gu Qingwu came down in a dark green ankle-length dress. She walked into the hotel lobby with Luo Yuan in high heels.
Soon, a waiter came over warmly and led them to the private room on the second floor.
The box was very quiet, and the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood.
"Luo Yuan, come over here." Wen He, the vice president of Shengyu Film and Television, glanced at the door, raised his hand to greet people, and enthusiastically introduced the other people present.
The party tonight is almost full, and many of them are well-known bigwigs in the circle.
The first thing Gu Qingwu saw when she came in was the man sitting in the main seat. He was wearing a pure black high-end suit and a snow-white shirt tied tightly to the top. His face looked extremely handsome under the light of the crystal chandelier above.
The most eye-catching thing is that he wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge, which adds an excessive sense of abstinence to his noble temperament.
There were two or three people around him talking in low voices, while he sat upright on the side, saying very little.
Even if you are very frugal with words, you can draw the conclusion after just three seconds of observation:
—In this box, this man has the highest status.
Gu Qingwu seemed to be fixed in place for a while, and chose to sit quietly at the place farthest away from the main seat.
And a woman as beautiful as her will never feel lonely no matter where she is. When she sits here, even if she doesn't speak, she can attract men to look at her involuntarily and think about her for ten days or half a month.
Gu Qingwu, however, acted as if it had nothing to do with her. She picked up the glass, put it to her lips and took a sip.
Until I heard a voice in my ear: "I thought it was someone else, it turned out to be Lady Gu who never attends drinking parties."
Gu Qingwu turned his head and looked over.
It was Jiang Xue Ning who sat in the empty seat next to her, and her voice was full of gloating: "Why are you here today? Did your backer fall apart? Are you planning to find a new sponsor?"
Gu Qingwu didn't even bother to pretend to smile politely. The two of them had always been at odds with each other in the circle, and it was openly known.
The reason was that two years ago, on the red carpet of the film festival, Gu Qingwu accidentally bumped into Jiang Xuening in an evening gown. The official photo comparison was too tragic, and later netizens often brought it out to discuss and ridicule Jiang Xuening's appearance and figure, and from then on, Gu Qingwu was hated by her.
Later, no matter what activities Gu Qingwu had, Jiang Xuening would publish various press releases to discredit her.
However, Gu Qingwu was not someone you could easily mess with. She leaned back against the back of the chair, tapping lightly on the glass of water with her white knuckles, her eyes cold, "You should know that I'm a person who will take revenge if I have a grudge. If you don't get out of my sight, I'll let you experience what it means to be disgraced."
The smile on Jiang Xuening's face disappeared instantly, knowing that there was nothing Gu Qingwu couldn't do.
When she stood up from her chair, she turned around unwillingly and saw the middle-aged and fat Mr. Yao sitting diagonally opposite her. She suddenly sneered: "Gu Qingwu, don't you want to get resources for the movie? Mr. Yao is very interested in you."
The two of them made quite a noise, which instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Especially Mr. Yao, who had been looking at Gu Qingwu's beautiful face for a long time without disguising his eyes, held up a wine glass and pretended to be elegant and chatted with her: "Miss Gu, may I have the honor to invite you for a drink?"
As soon as this was said, someone immediately echoed: "Who dares not give Mr. Yao face? Quickly pour some for Miss Gu. We must drink until we are drunk tonight."
Gu Qingwu looked coldly at the filled wine glass, without even bothering to raise her snow-white wrist.
Jiang Xue Ning fanned the flames and said, "It seems that Lady Gu is not giving me face."
Luo Yuan had just returned to the table from the bathroom, and his face changed when he heard this.
Afraid that Gu Qingwu would offend someone if he spoke, he was anxious to say something to smooth things over...
The box fell inexplicably quiet, and the man at the main seat casually tapped the table with his slender finger bones.
A deep and clear voice came, instantly suppressing all the noise: "The wine has been changed."
The air fell into silence.
No one knew whose wine it was that was being replaced.
After Wen He was surprised, he quickly ordered the people around him: "Didn't you hear what Mr. He said? Why don't you change Miss Gu's wine?"
Soon, a waitress in a cheongsam came over with a white porcelain teacup. In full view of everyone, she gently handed it to Gu Qingwu's table with a cold expression and replaced her wine glass.
Everyone in this box knew the identity of the big shot who had just returned to China and was invited by Wen He. Now, he had silently helped Gu Qingwu out of the predicament in front of so many people. All those present were old foxes in the entertainment industry who were used to observing people's words and expressions.
Of course, he no longer dared to have any evil thoughts about a beauty like Gu Qingwu.
Gu Qingwu was stunned at first, then he raised his dark eyes slightly and subconsciously looked in the direction of the main seat, but then stopped halfway and looked back at the white porcelain teacup that was emitting wisps of hot steam.
After a while, she suppressed her uncontrollable emotions, picked up the wine with her slender fingers, and slowly took a small sip.
The temperature is just right, not too hot nor too cold.
…
The drinking party soon became lively again, and everything was peaceful after that.
He Sui sat in the main seat, playing with the cup with his long fingers nonchalantly, the expression on his handsome face was hard to read.
Wen He came over and exchanged seats with the other person, getting slightly closer. She couldn't help but want to break his composure, and kept asking curious questions: "Sui Chen, you have never been interested in women, so what's wrong? When did you meet that beautiful lady Gu? Did you break your rules?"
He Suichen stopped talking, turned his head, and spoke slowly with thin lips, sounding very serious: "Miss Gu and I are innocent, you are overthinking it."
After saying this, he lowered his eyes slightly, and finally picked up the wine glass and took a sip to moisten his throat.
The next second, Wen He pointed out: "Don't you not drink alcohol?"
He Sui Chen asked with a half-smile, "When did I say I wouldn't touch it?"
"My husband is right, you are really... the most difficult person to talk to." Wen He couldn't ask. As his cousin's wife, she had known He Sui Chen for many years, but an abstinent man like him who practiced Buddhism and Taoism had never been attracted to a woman. She couldn't imagine what it was like. She secretly observed the beauty sitting in a seat far away and couldn't help but ask the other person involved.
Unfortunately, He Suichen didn't give her this opportunity. He put down the wine glass in his hand, adjusted the cuffs of his shirt with his long fingers and prepared to leave: "Cousin, you should go home. I'll take you there."
After he finished speaking, He Sui Chen stood up first, walked around the rosewood carved screen, and went downstairs along the corridor at the door.
Gu Qingwu followed the man's slightly distant figure from across half the table, following everyone's gaze.
Apart from the cup of tea, he seemed to have no impression of her from beginning to end, and did not even stay on her for half a second.
Once the big shot left, the drinking party came to an end.
When the crowd had almost left, Gu Qingwu had nothing urgent to do, so he sat for a few minutes.
Luo Yuan came back after personally sending someone back. As soon as he walked in the door and saw Gu Qingwu, his heart was filled with gossip.
After all, such a scene happened at the drinking party, which shocked him so much that his eyes almost popped out of his head. He couldn't help but ask excitedly: "My eldest lady, do you know that guy?"
Gu Qingwu recalled the man's face in his mind, and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "Oh, I don't know him."
Luo Yuan didn't hear the strange emotion in her words at all, and said confidently: "Fuck, it must be that the boss has taken a fancy to you."
Gu Qingwu raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you talking about in your sleep?"
However, at this moment, there were two knocks on the door.
A young secretary in a black suit came in, put his personal business card on the table, and respectfully pushed it in front of her: "Ms. Gu, this is what Mr. He asked me to pass on to you."
Gu Qingwu's expression remained unchanged, under the cold light:
This thin business card is very simple, with white text on a black background, and nothing fancy.
— The three words "He Sui Chen" entered her dark and calm eyes with incredible clarity.