Yu Xin found a psychiatrist for Yu Qinghuan, who was introduced by his friend. He heard that the level is quite good, and he is also very professional. But Rao was like this. He still signed an additional confidentiality agreement with the psychiatrist, stipulating that no matter what the circumstances, he would not disclose any news about Yu Qinghuan's treatment process, which was reluctant to relax.
Yu Xin's business ability is not good, but he is very cautious and careful when dealing with Yu Qinghuan.
Although mental illness is not a black spot, if it is used by people with a heart, it may become a weapon to attack people if it is operated a little. Yu Qinghuan's career is on the rise, and every step must be taken with special care.
He didn't care about those, but Yu Xin had to pay attention to him.
So, from then on, Yu Qinghuan went to talk to a psychiatrist once a week. In order to facilitate his treatment, Yu Xin also took time to attend several psychology classes.
Knowing that psychotherapy cannot seek speed, he never asked about Yu Qinghuan's progress. I only occasionally cooperate with the doctor and give him some pressure as appropriate.
A month later, Yu Qinghuan's situation has improved significantly. After filming "How to Love You", he has even been able to stay in the driver's seat for half an hour. Although he still does not dare to start the car, he is very happy. Great progress.
"Qinghuan, there are a few people in the crew who want to invite you to dinner." After finishing the dinner, Yu Xin drove Yu Qinghuan home. Taking advantage of the red light, he turned around and said to him, "Ask me when you have time."
After a pause, he smiled meanly, "There are also a few women who gave me their contact information, saying that they want to make friends with you, and let me tell you."
The so-called making friends, that is, gun buddies.
Yu Qinghuan frowned slightly, "Brother, you won't take it, will you?"
"How is that possible!" Yu Xin waved his hand, "I still don't know what you want to do with that kind of thing."
Yu Qinghuan nodded, "That's good."
Yu Xin stepped on the accelerator and glanced at Yu Qinghuan several times in the rearview mirror, but in the end he couldn't help but ask, "Qinghuan, did you really not pick up any work years ago?"
"En." Yu Qinghuan rubbed his temples tiredly, leaned on the seat, and said slowly, "I want to rest for a while." Afraid that Yu Xin would say that he was not ambitious, he said before him, "Brother. , I have made three films and received two endorsements this year."
Yu Xin choked in his throat when he reached the words on his lips. After a while, he said with a bitter face: "You have played two supporting roles and one leading role in one year. You think it's quite a lot. Forget it, I I can't beat you. I'll give you a love leave this year, and next year you'll have to work hard for me."
Yu Qing smiled and replied, "I see."
When the two of them were about to get home, the radio in the car suddenly inserted a message.
An earthquake of magnitude 7.5 occurred in Cheng County in the southwest, and the death toll has reached 1,500.
"Damn it!" Yu Xin couldn't hold back his foul language, "How could so many people die? Natural and man-made disasters are so simple, hey, I don't know how many families have been torn apart like this."
The word "family" made Yu Qinghuan's heart tremble slightly. He lowered his eyes and picked up his mobile phone, brushed the latest news of the earthquake, looked at the photos of the collapsed buildings from the scene, took a deep breath, and suddenly Snap the phone screen to the seat.
No one knows the pain of not having parents better than him. Although the people in the village treat him well, it is not always the case.
The love of parents is selfless and tolerant, so it can be willful, coquettish, and cheating, but not to others.
From the age of twelve, Yu Qinghuan had learned to resist no matter what.
Even if he now has the ability to make money that ordinary people don't have, there are people who can deliver for a lifetime. But in the middle of the night, thinking of the years spent alone, it will still be very sad.
He didn't want anyone to be like him again. Even if he encountered an inevitable natural disaster like an earthquake, at least if he had money in his hand, he would have a better life and have the courage to continue living.
Yu Qinghuan rubbed his temples, throwing those painful memories out of his head, and said to Xin, "Brother, donate some money for me." After a pause, he added, "Thank you for your help, so that the money will be real. used on the victims."
As if he had expected him to do this, Yu Xin was not surprised at all, only asked him, "How much do you donate this time?" Afraid that he would empty his savings again, he quickly added, "The remuneration for "Revenge" is only Come over a third of the way, take it easy."
Yu Qinghuan snorted and said, "I have a few. I'll only donate five million this time."
The brand-new Mercedes-Benz turned into a snake shape uncontrollably on the road, Yu Xin stared at him from the rearview mirror, "Five million, tell me only? You made a few five million this year, tell me! "
Seeing that Yu Xin was going crazy, Yu Qinghuan hurriedly put out the fire, "Brother, I used the wrong word."
"Really, Qing Huan," Yu Xin said with a complicated expression, "I think I'm the most tired agent in the world. You don't worry about it at all. You just changed your method to be a demon."
Yu Qinghuan: "…"
Knowing that his artist's decision could not be changed, Yu Xin didn't say anything to him. What's more, the situation in the disaster area was really miserable. He also added a small percentage and donated it together.
And at this moment on Weibo, it was also fried because of this incident.
Netizens prayed for the disaster area one after another, and many celebrities also posted their donation lists on Weibo. Soon, the number of donations by the stars was sorted out by the people who eat melons, and it became a hot search.
While everyone was giving these stars a thumbs up, suddenly a small group of people noticed that since the earthquake, Yu Qinghuan not only didn't donate, he didn't even post on Weibo!
Because Yu Qinghuan was red and purple, some netizens mentioned it a little, and the matter spread. The keyboard warriors immediately ran to his Weibo, accusing him of righteous indignation—
"Why don't you post on Weibo and don't donate? You have so much money, what's wrong with donating to the disaster area?"
"Look at who and who, donated one million! What about you! Don't even donate a penny!"
"You really make me sick! Why don't you donate!!"
"How can you grow up so big without parents, don't you have any doubts in your heart? Now that you have money, why can't you give back to the society as well?"
…
Yu Qinghuan's fans naturally wouldn't allow them to scold their idols, and immediately quarreled with the keyboard warriors, making the matter bigger and bigger.
Even many 18th-tier starlets took advantage of this opportunity to step on Yu Qinghuan, and even invented a sentence: Don't be too Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Xin got up the next morning and swiped on Weibo, and his eyes darkened with anger. He was about to post his donation list from yesterday, but things on Weibo changed instantly.
After seeing the hot topic, Zhao Rui was the first to stand up.
Zhao Rui v: Don't follow the climax. If you don't post on Weibo, you don't care about the disaster area? The keyboard warriors have posted so many Weibo, dare to post their donation records? Let me just say one thing, when Qing Huan took over "Orange", the salary was very low. After the release of "Orange", the box office performance was not bad. I told Qing Huan that I would make up for his salary and use the rest of the money for the children's fund. After Qing Huan listened to it, he didn't even hesitate, and said that he would also put his share of money into the fund. Oh, I forgot to mention that the amount I wanted to give to Qinghuan was 10 million, after tax.
Immediately afterwards, a well-known tech blogger retweeted his Weibo.
Peach in a peach: I was really pissed when I saw those comments on the Internet. You have no idea what Qing Huan is doing behind the scenes! I didn't want to say it! Because Qing Huan himself doesn't want to make these things public! But I have to say it today! I'm from the same county as Qinghuan! Do you know why Taoxiang built a canning factory? That's because Qing Huan donated 20 million last year! Twenty million! How long has it been since Qing Huan debuted! I ask you! Why are you scolding him! Really angry to cry! The keyboard warrior exploded in situ!
Later, Zhao Qingyuan also posted on Weibo.
Zhao Qingyuan v: I didn't want to bother with the mentally retarded, but I couldn't help it. Isn't it called charity after taking pictures and posting on Weibo? As soon as Qing Huan learned of the earthquake, she donated 5 million. Qing Huan always told me to buy some walnuts and ginkgo to supplement the brain, I think you mentally retarded need to supplement the brain!
As soon as these Weibo posts came out, the trend of public opinion on the Internet instantly took a 180-degree turn. The keyboard warriors seemed to have their tongues cut, and they didn't dare to say a word.
"Mom, I was moved to cry by Qinghuan. He is really good, how can there be such a warm person!"
"Speaking of which... I was originally very moved, but isn't there something wrong with Brother Da Yuan's Weibo? Why does Qing Huan always ask him to buy walnuts and ginkgo to supplement his brain?"
"emmm... Brother Da Yuan, you... unintentionally exposed your IQ [covering face]"
"Qing Huan is a person worthy of a lifetime of fans. Ask yourself, if I were him, I would never be able to do this."
"So our little koi have been busy all year, and all the money has been donated. Are you actually a poor man? I feel bad for QAQ"
"For Qinghuan, there is only one sentence: start with appearance, fall into talent, and be loyal to character."
…
Before stepping on Yu Qinghuan's 18th line, how happy it was at the beginning, how hard the face is now beaten, and even some people couldn't stand the public opinion of netizens, and they emptied Weibo directly.
Yu Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it, in the end he still didn't tell Yu Qinghuan what happened on Weibo. The bad things are over and they are over. Anyway, his artists don't swipe Weibo very much, so why bother him.
During Huo Qu's lunch break, he brushed up on Yu Qinghuan's news as usual. When he saw that someone said Yu Qinghuan was a pauper, he thought for a few minutes and suddenly called Huo Rong, "Second brother, how much money do I have?"
Huo Rong was stunned, "You have received bonuses from competitions and scientific research projects since you were a child, as well as other miscellaneous things. It adds up to a lot. What are you going to do?"
After a pause, he said in horror: "There won't be any research on laser cannons, right?"
Huo Qu ignored him and continued to ask, "I want to transfer everything to Qing Huan, how do I transfer it?"
Huo Rong: "..."
Huo Rong: "No, San'er, why are you suddenly transferring so much money to Qing Huan?" After a while, he said, "Your account should be fine, as if you had handled business with unlimited amounts at the beginning."
Huo Qu: "Then how to do it?"
Huo Rong supported his forehead, was speechless for a few seconds, and said, "Forget it, you can come back later, and I will teach you." Anyway, the two of them are now one person, and it doesn't matter where the money is.
So, when Yu Qinghuan went into the kitchen to prepare dinner and waited for Huo Qu to come back to eat, he suddenly saw the credit reminder on his mobile phone, and almost dropped the pot in fright.
How could Huo Qu transfer so much money to him all of a sudden!
what's going on? Is he crazy
Yu Qinghuan was about to call to ask, but Huo Qu called first, and before he could express the question, he said: "Qinghuan, you are not poor, donate the money as soon as you donate it, and I will give you all my money. "