The mountain road is rugged and the street lights are dim. The raging snow haze whips the vast earth. Two large car lights illuminate a little winding highway, with trees and shadows.

In the BMW sedan, Mr. Wang was sitting silently, Feng Xiaogang lit a cigarette, sucking one mouthful without a mouthful.

No one spoke.

Huo Siyan lowered her head, not daring to see Mr. Xiao Wang's gloomy face, and held the hem of the evening dress with both hands.

After the party, she keenly realized that something was wrong.

She was anxious and looked at the reflections of the few people on the car window with her eyes pressed against the sequins, almost making her breathless.

When we arrived at the door of the villa, several people got off the bus, but no one paid attention to Huo Siyan.

"Mr. Xiao Wang, Director Feng..." Huo Siyan held the hem of the skirt. She was not wearing a coat. The evening dress was thin and her jade arms were naked. She almost begged tone: "Mr. Xiao Wang, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have refuted your face. Please forgive me."

Three men stand on the steps.

Mr. Xiao Wang touched the cigarette and lit it. He took a few sips of a cigarette, but didn't say anything. He looked at Huo Siyan trembling, his jade arms were cold red, and his handsome face tugged and smiled: "Don't, Miss Huo, it's cold outside, your body is precious, no one will be responsible for anything."

"Mr. Wang, I'm not..."

It was very snowing, and the wind in the mountains was cold, blowing her all over. Three men were looking down. She looked up at Mr. Xiao Wang's calm smile, tears fell, her teeth bit her red lips, hesitated for a moment, kneeling in the snow with her knees, her evening dress set off her beautiful figure, and grabbed Mr. Xiao Wang's clothes, pitiful: "Mr. Xiao Wang, please forgive me, I..."

Huayi is the leader of the Beijing circle. Even though she does not have the status of Shuangbing in Huayi, the resources leaked from her fingers make her very popular.

The reason for this is just because of the man in front of her.

Xiao Wang always looked at the beauty lying on her legs. Her evening dress outlined her figure, with a bulge in front and a raised back, and a cold voice: "Don't you think Han Qiao is a good person, such a good person, you don't want to beg him, but come and beg me."

“It’s too unfair.”

"He can only make me grateful if I help you so much, but I have become a villain."

"Since that's the case, everyone can get together and part with you."

"Mr. Xiao Wang, you misunderstood. In my heart, you have always been a good person." Huo Siyan swears, holding his smooth chin, showing his slender neckline, and looking at Mr. Xiao Wang, pitiful.

Of course she could choose to go.

But.

How can she achieve success and fame without Huayi?

She knew very well that the spotlight would not shine on everyone.

"Okay..." The king always snatched the smoke and looked calm: "It's almost OK."

Feng Xiaogang shook his head and was very disdainful: "Han Qiao is false and righteous. This is not to help you, but to harm you."

"I don't know what's up."

The yard was empty, and Xiao Wang stood on the steps, examining the beauty under his feet, with a smile on his lips: "It's very simple to ask me to forgive you. Now you have taken off your shoes and dance again here."

Heavy snow fell.

Huo Siyan's hands and feet were cold, and he had almost no hesitation. He took off his high heels with his fingers, stepped on the cold snowflakes with his tender soles, raised his hands over his head, his evening dress was as thin as gauze, his jade arms were soft, and his long legs were evenly symmetrical. Under the door lamp of the villa, he was dancing in the snow like a swan.

After a dance.

Mr. Wang patted Huo Siyan on the cheek: "Huo Siyan, am I helping you know?"

Huo Siyan was so cold that she couldn't speak clearly. She bit her red lips with her teeth and said tremblingly: "Thank you, Mr. Wang."

“It’s almost the same.”

The two entered the villa. The heater in the villa was sufficient. Huo Siyan calmed down for a while, and his cold body became conscious. He naturally went upstairs with barefoot.

Mr. Xiao Wang’s room is at the end of the left.

……………………

"Have you had enough fun?"

study.

The King of Kings sat on the sofa, smoking with his legs raised. Seeing that Xiao Wang was always slutty, he shook his head: "I said you are so old and should be mature, start a good family and start a business, and play with these little stars every day. What's the point?"

"Brother, you don't understand now." Mr. Xiao Wang poured a glass of red wine, shaking the glass on the mahogany desk, and his handsome face was full of pride: "Since ancient times, beauties are like famous paintings. Brother Xu, you collect famous paintings, so don't I allow me to collect beauty?"

"I'll talk to you, two masters." Feng Xiaogang couldn't sit still. Both Mr. Huayi and Mr. Wang were not a good deal. The king always loved art. Mr. Wang always lingered in the flowers. He was just an honest man, fanning the flames: "If you want me to tell me, Han Qiao is too much. What kind of party is today? What kind of thing is he? Is he able to speak?"

"This kid Han Qiao is a fake benevolence and righteousness." Xiao Wang always despised: "I'm not a good person."

He just wanted to ask for love lightly.

Received positive reviews.

What I refuted was the face of myself and Feng Xiaogang. Everyone was decent, and no one knew who would know each other!

Didn’t Han Qiao know that Huo Siyan would bear his anger next?

If you are really a good person, you should have signed Huo Siyan and paid for her.

Instead of a light sentence.

Push Huo Siyan into the pit.

hypocrisy.

Tui!

"This kid Han Qiao is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp." The king always had a headache and thought about the movie: "Don't get too entangled with him recently, the main thing is the movie. What do you say about Director Feng and Liu Defa?"

Feng Xiaogang was sitting in the right place: "Liu Defa cooperated with the publicity very much."

"That's good."

"The company has added 5 million in marketing expenses. Director Feng, you will still have to work hard during this period."

"Movies are our hard work, and we cannot defeat them."

The world is a big attempt at Huayi’s production. The investment alone has 30 million yuan, which is crucial.

Feng Xiaogang held President Wang's hand with both hands, looked serious and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I will do my best."

The two staged a scene of "Liu Bei entrusting his orphan".

Follow Feng Xiaogang out.

Mr. Xiao Wang put down the red wine glass and his face was gloomy: "Feng Xiaogang is becoming less and less useful now. The marketing cost of Han Qiao's movie is only 3 million yuan, and Huayi's marketing cost is 12 million yuan. This time, it added 5 million to 17 million yuan, but it turned out to be nothing."

"Feng Xiaogang is indeed not good." Mr. Wang looked at Mr. Wang with a deep impression and said, "He can't do it anymore. You can do it, why don't you come to guide?"

"Brother, you're boring. I'm not doing it for Huayi's sake."

"For the sake of the company's good, stop talking sarcastic words."

Mr. Wang shook his head. Mr. Wang was responsible for the specific business, and he was almost invincible. Recently, he was often defeated. After all, he was arrogant. He sat on the desk, closed his hands and looked at Mr. Wang seriously: "Han Qiao is extremely powerful. He played the routine of commercial films. He said that he slapped Cai Kangyong angrily for the Golden Horse Awards. This publicity is the idea of ​​a madman."

"You can look down on him, but you can't look down on him."

"Brother..." Xiao Wang always had a headache: "What do you think you will do? I'll listen to you."

“It’s very simple.”

"Han Qiao is just a cunning fox, but no matter how cunning fox is, he dare not pull the tiger's fur..."

"He wants to be the leader of the Beijing circle. Haha, the Beijing circle is just a part of the mainland. After all, the mainland is still too small. Many directors in Xiangjiang want to cooperate with the mainland."

"Feng Xiaogang can't do it."

"Isn't Xiangjiang okay?"

“Besides.”

"Han Qiao's shitty Pangu Kaitian plan will drag him to death sooner or later, it's just a matter of time."

The king always saw it very accurately.

The movie is a high-risk industry. This year, in addition to "Heroes" making big profits at the box office, the rest of the movies are just small profits, not to mention, many movies lost money.

The newspapers say: "The film industry in 2003 was a tragic year for Chinese films."

Tragic...

It's just a corpse.

This is the general environment.

Han Qiao supports young directors to make movies, light lanterns in the toilet, and seek death.

Xiao Wang always thought about it and smiled: "Xiangjiang is much more developed than us. If the director there is willing to go to the mainland to make movies, it is indeed a good idea."

"You will go to Xiangjiang these days to do activities..."

"Han Qiao will not have a quarrel with him recently." The King warned his younger brother: "You must know that no matter whether you are a thief or a prostitute, or a robber or a bully, the skin outside is moral and benevolent."

"Han Qiao did a good job. This kid is polite to everyone. He never bullies the weak. He is humble and polite. You can't do it. He is arrogant and frivolous. Just say that you treat Huo Siyan like this today, it's hard to guarantee that she won't bite her back in the future..."

Xiao Wang always disagreed. He loosened the buttons of the suit, raised the collar of the white shirt, and was free and unrestrained. He looked at the red wine under the lamp, drank it all, rubbing the wine stains on the corner of his mouth: "Brother, don't worry, I have always played with these women, and nothing will happen."

"And, give them a hundred courages, and they dare not betray me."

"Clean hands and feet." The king sighed: "At the end of time, you will die on a woman's belly."
To be continued...