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Han Yi's eyes fell on Xia Yang's wrist with a faint red mark. He stayed there for two seconds and frowned, then moved to the shivering Jin Yang, and frowned even more tightly.
No matter what, the marriage was his private matter, and interference by unimportant people would disrupt the situation. It was hard to make the family feel at ease, but he really didn't want to put too much energy into this matter.
The air was silent for two seconds.
"You're very free, aren't you?" His eyes turned colder when he looked at Jin Yang, and his voice was colder than his eyes, like a frozen river in February.
Tea Brother trembled his lips twice and stammered: "I'm sorry, brother, but I also mean well. I'm worried that you will be defrauded of money and sex."
"No need, take care of yourself." Han Yi interrupted him and said sternly, "If you have too much time, go find a hospital to have your brain checked."
"..." Tea Brother bit his lip, not daring to say anything anymore, and retracted his head into his shell like a turtle.
After making tea with tea, Xia Yang felt comfortable and refreshed. For the first time, she had the urge to hug her plastic husband and take a bite.
At the critical moment, he still faces his wife. Even if it is plastic, it is still a good piece of plastic!
Xia Yang cast a grateful look at Good Plastic and hung the tie around his neck gently.
"My dear, my wrist is still a little sore and numb, so I won't tie it for you. Can you do it yourself this time?"
Han Yi: "..."
*
After breakfast, the two of them returned. Today was a weekend and there was no morning rush hour, so the traffic was smooth.
There was still a dull atmosphere in the car with no one talking. Xia Yang had long been accustomed to it and took out his mobile phone.
As soon as I entered WeChat, I saw Mrs. Tang’s circle of friends that she had just updated a few minutes ago.
It was a snapshot of him standing next to Han Yi's wheelchair. There was only his back, no face, but he looked happy and harmonious, with a hint of an old married couple.
I don’t know when it was taken, but Mrs. Tang also added a minimalist copy to the photo—
[The years are quiet, so good]
Xia Yang liked the post in the circle of friends, poked her phone twice, and said with a smile: "Grandma is still an artistic young woman. Her beautiful words decorated our photo scam, and I almost believed it."
Han Yi looked sideways at him, took out his phone after a while, and clicked on WeChat.
Then I saw Xia Yang leaving a comment under Mrs. Tang’s [The years are quiet and peaceful].
[He is good, and so am I~~]
Han Yi: "..."
The advertisement for the Kidney Baby film corresponding to this brainwashing line flashed through his mind. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and could no longer look directly at this circle of friends.
**
After returning, Han Yi devoted himself to work. Several international resorts and parks wanted to purchase the company's luxury cruise ships, and negotiations were about to start.
Xia Yang, who had been idle for a while, also received a call from Tong Wei that morning.
"You've had a fart at home lately. How do you feel?" The boss immediately poked at the pain point.
Xia Yang yawned lazily: "It feels... that's quite comfortable."
Tongwei choked and said in an unhappy tone: "Lie down at a young age. You will cry sometimes in the future."
Xia Yangyun chuckled softly: "Then I don't need you to worry about it. My family is rich anyway."
“…”
After being criticized twice in a row, Tong Wei could no longer lay the groundwork. He cleared his throat and said on the phone: "There is a dinner tonight with the previous investor, Mr. Gou. He has clearly designated you to go."
who? It took Xia Yang two seconds to react before she remembered who it was. Gou Wuliang had sexually harassed her first at the last bar, and he had to force her into the bathroom to repair her.
"Haha, then this guy is addicted to shaking his pussy? Haven't you been beaten enough?"
"You..." Tong Wei gritted his teeth on the phone, but he knew he was in the wrong, so his tone softened a bit, "Oh, it's been so long, he really came to discuss investment this time, and you hit him last time, I don’t care, it’s not a good thing, I think of you first...”
"What the hell? A good thing?" Xia Yang's outlook was shattered and he almost laughed angrily, "Then do you want this blessing for you?"
Tong Wei couldn't control his anger anymore and yelled at him: "Don't toast me and eat the fine wine. If you want to resume work, you must cooperate with me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"Don't be polite to me." Xia Yang rubbed his ears and yawned again: "I am a worker, but I don't want to make money for being a loser. You can do whatever you want."
Tong Wei: "..."
*
The next morning, while Xia Yang was still having a sweet dream, she was woken up by a phone ringing. She touched her phone in a daze and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello? Who are you looking for?" He picked up the phone reluctantly.
"Brother Xia Yang, it's not good. Go check Lao Tong's Weibo." A young guy in the company who had a fairly good relationship with him said hurriedly.
Listening to his nervous tone, Xia Yang rubbed his eyes and sat up: "What's wrong? My boss and I were reported by the people in Chaoyang?"
"Oh, it's not him, it's you... Brother, go and have a look!"
What do you mean, Tong Wei was not reported, but he was reported by the Chaoyang people? ?
But he hasn’t broken any laws or discipline recently!
After most of his sleepiness had dissipated, Xia Yang sat up with his arms in his arms, held his phone and clicked on Weibo to find Tong Wei's main page.
Looking down, he saw the latest announcement issued by his boss in the name of the company:
—"Explanation on the termination of the contract between our artist Xia Yang and Xishan Entertainment".
The description stated that artist Xia Yang repeatedly disobeyed the company's regulations and refused to accept the business itinerary arranged by the company, causing a certain degree of losses to the company and seriously violating the rules.
Based on this, the company has decided to terminate the cooperative relationship with it, which will be implemented with immediate effect.
Oh! The promised Xuezang has changed to terminate the contract, and we are happy to have a great run, and we are happy to have a great run.
I thought something big had happened.
He quit Weibo and switched to WeChat. He was about to have a private chat with his boss to praise his wise approach and ask for compensation, when he saw dozens of unread messages displayed in the brokerage company's large group.
Obviously, Tong Wei was using him to scare others, and the announcement posted on Weibo was also sent to the company's artists at the same time.
All the little leg hairs underneath made noises.
--The boss is wise!
--Boss Shenwu!
--Boss you! yes! I! of! god!
--As far as I know, Xia Yang not only disobeyed the company's arrangements, but also flirted with Yuka, whose contract was terminated before. Who knows if she did something treacherous!
--My dear friends, I hope this incident can be a wake-up call for all contracted artists to work hard and obey the arrangements! There will be no happy ending with Boss Hard Steel!
--In the final analysis, it wasn't the company that gave up on Xia Yang, it was him who gave up on himself. The entertainment industry is not easy to mix, so everyone should do it and cherish it.
--I guess Xia Yang knows he was wrong now.
--I heard that his family situation is not good and he lives in a shared apartment outside. If he loses his job, he is afraid he will live on the street and become a homeless dog...
--He must be crying in a corner right now, begging Brother Tong to give him another chance to be a new man!
Oh, fuck you, you scrappers from society... Xia Yang looked at them one by one, and suddenly felt why she hadn't noticed that there were so many seriously ill people around her before.
Seeing that the distorted speculation about him in the group has changed from whimpering to grabbing for the ground with his head, from a bereaved dog to a duckling following a rich woman...
He learned the lesson and felt that he had to do something.
Oh no, to be precise, I want to show off something.
But there are so many hard goods around him, what should he show off...
Xia Yang thought about this serious question from the time he got up until he washed up. But to no avail, he went downstairs to the seaside one kilometer away from the villa to look for ideas.
After coming here for so long, he only heard Fang Ming say that the villa is facing the sea and the mountain, and the white private beach belongs to their owner. Walking half a kilometer to the side, there is a private pier with a boat moored on the pier. The small yacht also belongs to their big owner.
I had only heard of it before, but had never really seen it, but now I saw it and it was an eye-opener. The blue sea and mountains are tranquil and elegant, the blue water surface is sparkling, and the fine white sand sparkles in the sun, as if you have entered a breathtakingly beautiful holiday destination.
"Great, this is not a local tycoon, he is a tycoon!" He rubbed his eyes that had never seen the world and said to himself.
The sea breeze blew his forehead hair, and he was intoxicated when he heard a deep voice coming from behind him: "What are you doing here?"
Xia Yang was startled, and turned around to find that Han Yi had stood behind him at some point, looking at her at this moment.
"Hey, Shenhao, why are you here? Do you want to watch the sea with me?" he joked.
Han Yi said expressionlessly: "You are thinking too much."
Xia Yang smiled, her black pupils reflected the morning sun, her eyes stayed on the clean water for a while, then she took a few steps forward with her long legs.
His shoes left a series of footprints on the beach. He turned around and noticed Han Yi's gaze. He raised his eyes and grinned at him again.
"You know, the company terminated my contract today, and everyone is waiting to see me turn into a lost dog."
Han Yi paused: "So you plan to jump into the sea."
"..." Xia Yang closed his eyes, "We are just a couple, don't curse me."
Han Yi lowered his eyes and said nothing.
After a while, Xia Yang returned from the beach and continued: "Originally, I was a little sad, but now I have a new understanding of my situation, and I want to do something big that will shake the world and make people cry! "
"What's the matter?" Han Yi raised his eyelids.
"I want to play you."
"?"
"Shenhao," Xia Yang looked at him expectantly with a pair of deer eyes, "Help me, help me pretend to be a... uh, rich man."
The author has something to say:
Low EQ: I want to show off!
High EQ: I want to play you~