When Han Jiang was about to go downstairs after answering the phone call, he happened to see Yun Jinshu, who was already fully dressed, at the corner of the corridor.
The clothes he asked the butler to prepare unexpectedly fit him perfectly. The light color matched Yun Jinshu's fair complexion, making him look particularly smart and chic. Such a man was made to be a star.
Yun Jinshu saw Han Jiang when he opened the bedroom door. The mood he had hit rock bottom at the dining table had eased a lot. At this time, he could already walk over with a smile on his face:
"Just now at the dinner table, I thought you might have something important to do, so I said hello to the butler without permission. You can just go and do your work later. There is no need to go to Xinghui for me."
Han Jiang raised his lips. He was thinking about how to politely refuse today's date, but Yun Jinshu thoughtfully helped him find the steps. For a moment, he was a little more satisfied with this adopted lover.
He is moderate in advance and retreat, humble and courteous, and most importantly, obedient enough. As expected, he did not choose the wrong person.
"Sorry, I broke my promise this time. I will send a driver to take you there soon. I have also said hello to Xinghui, don't worry."
Yun Jinshu curled up his lips, "I should rest assured that it's you, right? I'm not a child, so I still need you to pick me up and drop me off in person? Your 'business' is more important."
Han Jiang hugged his neck and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, "Then I'll leave first. I'll probably be busy until late, so I won't be back tonight. Remember to eat well."
"Yes." Yun Jinshu responded, reaching out to help him straighten the tie around his neck as he had done countless times before, watching him go downstairs and out the door, until the sound of a car leaving was heard outside the villa, and his whole body The muscles relaxed.
You'll probably be busy until the evening, so you won't be back tonight
Haha, this lie is so smooth, I don’t know how many people have been practiced on it.
Han Jiang was indeed too busy. He was so busy that he rushed out as soon as he answered the phone. He could even throw away his usual indifference and demeanor. As expected, he would only become eager and enthusiastic when he was with people he really cared about.
"Mr. Yun, the car is ready for you."
The old housekeeper's voice interrupted Yun Jinshu's thoughts, and he looked back at him.
In the past five years, he has never felt that there was anything wrong with this old housekeeper, because he has always been polite but not close to him. But now he sees this old man who has served the Han family for nearly thirty years. , he suddenly understood.
Such an attitude does not mean that the butler himself is indifferent, but that he completely regards himself as an outsider, or because of the shady relationship between Han Jiang and himself, he has to call him "sir", but in fact he is Very contemptible.
"Excuse me, I'll go back to the room to get my coat and leave."
The housekeeper leaned forward in a distant and polite manner, "The time the young master has made with Xinghui Company is at 13:30 in the morning. Mr. Yun had better hurry up."
He did not take the initiative to ask for a coat for Yun Jinshu, but instead looked as if he was afraid that Yun Jinshu would be late and embarrass Han Jiang. Yun Jinshu couldn't laugh or cry. Even the housekeeper looked at him. How unpopular he was
He smiled casually, not intending to argue with the old man, "Don't worry, I'm more afraid of being late than you are."
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Yun Jinshu thought a lot along the way, and felt so regretful that he wanted to slap himself twice.
He was obviously sitting so close to Han Jiang during breakfast, so why didn't he take a second look at the caller ID on the screen when the mysterious phone rang.
He knew that the person on the other end of the phone must be Han Jiang's mysterious lover whom he was protective of. Although he never heard this person's voice from beginning to end, the intuition in his heart was so clear that he couldn't even deceive himself.
Even though he had never completely penetrated Han Jiang's thoughts, after five years of being together day and night, he could still see clues in his every move. The smile on Han Jiang's face was so dazzling that it made him, the "kept" lover, Too embarrassed to see anyone.
The "Empress of the Imperial Palace" called to inspect the work, and she, the shameless male lead, was immediately thrown into the "cold palace". "His Majesty the Emperor" had a huge harem, but he was so weak that he could only take one scoop of water. He was really infatuated.
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"The Legend of the Harem" came to mind involuntarily, and Yun Jinshu was immediately struck by his thoughts and got goosebumps all over his body. He must have acted in too many idol dramas, and his IQ was flawed.
Someone here was thinking quite happily, and the driver had already arrived at the destination. Yun Jinshu cleared up the mess in his head, calmed down and got out of the car, looking at the Xinghui building and saying to himself:
Yun Jinshu, this is the opportunity God gives you. Get up from where you fell. You have to live your own way in this life.
After entering Xinghui's gate, the receptionist immediately took him into the VIP channel as soon as she heard Han Jiang's name, and took the special elevator all the way to the top floor.
Sitting in the luxurious and spacious living room, Yun Jinshu's heartbeat was very fast. Even though he had great glory in his previous life, it was thanks to Han Jiang that he made it possible. But this time, he never needed anyone's help, including Han Jiang. Jiang, he must rely on his own efforts to prove that he has the capital and strength to stay in Xinghui.
It had been a long time since he had been so excited. The enthusiasm and longing for the future that had been exhausted by Han Jiang in his previous life seemed to have returned at this moment. He suddenly began to look forward to the future, instead of just living in exploring the truth of the past. .
"Click."
The door to the living room opened. Yun Jinshu stood up and was about to say hello when he saw a tall and tall man walking in. He was stunned for a moment and then felt a little shocked.
How could it be him
The man glanced at him, walked over to him with a cold face, and waved to him: "Sit down."
Yun Jinshu was ashamed. This person was indeed as cold as Zhuanzhong, and even one more word seemed redundant.
After he cooperated and sat down, the man stared at him for a long time, until Yun Jinshu couldn't bear the pressure and spoke first: "Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to be the one who came to see me today. To be honest, I'm surprised."
The man raised his narrow eyes and looked at him, "Do you know me?"
Yun Jinshu smiled and said, "Zhao Hanchuan, Manager Zhao, even though I am a newcomer, I have heard of your great name."
Zhao Hanchuan frowned slightly and looked Yun Jinshu up and down, somewhat curious in his heart. This was the first newcomer who knew his identity but was calm and composed, without flattery.
"You don't need to put such a high hat on me. You have a better background than me. I can't bear the words Dingding."
Yun Jinshu obviously heard the sarcasm in his words, but he still smiled without getting angry.
In fact, Zhao Hanchuan is being modest. He was already known as the "Hand of God" in 2008. Every artist he took over would not be named empress or emperor in the future. Five years later, he became a myth in the entertainment industry. He has a pair of eyes that "turn people into gold".
It's just that this person is quite picky and has a weird temper. He rarely signs artists anymore. I only met him in person back then. I didn't expect to see him in Xinghui this time. I was really pleasantly surprised.
"Mr. Zhao, I know you may have some misunderstandings about me, but I do come here sincerely to talk to Xinghui about signing a contract today. I don't want to compete with you on who is more powerful."
Yun Jinshu said this with a smile, and even made a joke at the end. Zhao Hanchuan was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, this newcomer not only did not try his best to hide the fact that he had gone through the back door, but instead acquiesced as he should. He even spoke in such a relaxed tone. How could there be such a thing? The tension of being a newcomer.
Oh, this is really interesting.
Zhao Hanchuan looked at Yun Jinshu again and said: "Although I don't know who is above you, but since the boss asked me to come to you, it is up to me whether you can join Xinghui. Come with me."
Yun Jinshu didn't ask him where he wanted to take him. Anyway, he believed in Zhao Hanchuan's level. At this time, not only was he not afraid, but he was slightly excited.
Although Zhao Hanchuan has a weird temper, it is a pleasure to compete with such a sharp person
This is a classroom with a small stage in the middle and floor-to-ceiling mirrors on the four walls. It looks like it should be Xinghui's practice room.
Zhao Hanchuan was too lazy to even introduce. He grabbed a chair and sat down, pointing to the stage: "Xinghui doesn't accept vases with pretty faces, let alone young masters who think they can be arrogant if they have a backstage. You stand up and perform a scene." , give me a reason to keep you."
Yun Jinshu raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhao Hanchuan's behavior was very interesting. Although he had such a bad attitude, he unexpectedly liked him.
He took off the brown waistcoat that Han Jiang had prepared for him and walked onto the stage wearing only a white shirt. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, although a good actor can enter the show anytime and anywhere, he is so dry. Acting is always boring, isn’t it? Why don’t we try a different approach?”
Zhao Hanchuan frowned, not understanding what trick he was trying to play, "What do you want?"
"Well, a little dance before lunch will help whet your appetite."
Zhao Hanchuan was amused, but his stern eyes narrowed, "What I want is an actor, not a busker who can dance for two dollars on the street."
"Then please give Mr. Zhao two yuan as a fee after reading it." Yun Jinshu raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, and the dimple on the left cheek was exposed again.
Zhao Hanchuan boasts that he has read countless people, but he has never seen anyone as down-to-earth as Yun Jinshu. He shines brightly when the sun shines on him, but he really never gets out of trouble.
However, he is obviously a beautiful and somewhat sharp boy, but when he smiles, he smells like the brother next door, which doubles his affinity. He is indeed the type that girls like.
"OK, you can dance, but if you dance too badly, I won't even give you two dollars." He shrugged indifferently, "What kind of dance are you good at, ballet? Jazz? Or hip-hop?"
Yun Jinshu touched his chin and smiled a little sheepishly, "Actually, I'm just a scratcher. I can play any kind of music. I'll give it a try casually."
Zhao Hanchuan looked at him with some disdain, and the good impression he had just had disappeared because of this sentence. How can someone who can't even figure out what he is best at show his most perfect self in front of the audience? On the one hand, this Yunjinshu is just a vase after all.
He raised his hand and pointed at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him and snapped his fingers: "Jason, give him music."
As soon as he finished speaking, the stereo in the practice room was turned on, and then the sound of tuning came from the speakers.
Yun Jinshu was a little surprised, and then immediately relieved. If he guessed correctly, the mirrors in this room were all one-sided. You couldn't see the next door from here, but the next door could have a panoramic view of everything going on here.
At this time, he didn't know how many people were watching his performance next door, and he only had this chance to make Xinghui and Zhao Hanchuan recognize him, instead of just giving Han Jiang face.
The music started, it was an exciting Spanish dance music, passionate and unrestrained, with a strong rhythm, but also too soft. If it were a woman, she might be able to dance a flamenco along with it, but obviously Yun Jinshu was not the one, this piece of music was all. Not suitable for a man.
Zhao Hanchuan looked at Yun Jinshu who was standing motionless in amusement, sitting and watching the show, waiting for this "connected person" to lose all face.
And just when everyone thought he was about to give up, Yun Jinshu unexpectedly started dancing.
He slowly raised his arms, lying on the ground and gasping loudly, and the thick drums sounded, like a prelude to the coming storm, and the silence immediately made the atmosphere stagnant, and at this moment -
The sound of the cello followed closely, and he suddenly jumped up, staring in front of him as if looking at his lover. The white shirt rose and fell with his light movements, as light and agile as flapping wings.
The noisy drum sounded again, and the sound of the violin suddenly became more rapid. He used his right foot as the axis and spun faster and faster.
Yun Jinshu danced an excerpt from Butterfly Lovers. Although there was only Liang Shanbo on the stage at this time, the almost unbreakable affection in his eyes made it seem as if the person he deeply loved was standing in front of him. , one look is enough to make people enchanted, even Spanish dance music is tempered into a lingering Kunqu opera at this moment.
At this moment, Yun Jinshu's mind suddenly recalled that on the night when the musical ended, he borrowed a costume and danced in front of Han Jiang, but before the dance ended, Han Jiang was already impatient. I rushed forward patiently...
That was when he pulled the belt of the costume and smiled at him: "Jinshu, I am just like Liang Shanbo."
The music stopped abruptly, and Liang Shanbo returned to the earth, with a satisfied smile on his lips. A burst of applause sounded, and Yun Jinshu was brought back to reality.
The door to the practice room opened at some point, and Han Jiang stood at the door applauding him.
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