"In a vanity fair like the entertainment industry, all talents and looks are fake. They can be bought with money. Only capital is real." In a box with ambiguous lighting, a bald man was talking loudly.

, his triangular eyes looked straight at the girl next to him.

The girl looked to be in her twenties, with a small face and a pointed chin, big eyes, and her skin was so tender that you could pinch water. If she hadn't put on a little makeup and wore a mature low V-neck skirt, some people would have believed her that she was a high school student.

At this time, the girl lowered her eyebrows and looked obedient, and nodded slightly to the man's words.

The man swallowed and continued: "Those who know the current affairs are distinguished. To hang out in this circle, you must have a good eye."

"Are you aware that Gu Jingqi and Fu Cheng are famous? In fact, there are people behind them."

"Don't have any scruples. Everyone is like this. If you don't follow the trend, you are an outlier. No one likes outliers."

"It is important to improve yourself, but it is even more important to find a backer."

"If you follow the right person, it will save you ten years of hard work. It's no joke."

…

"You are a smart girl..." Seeing that the girl had not taken the initiative, the man finally couldn't help but shake her hand, "You know how to choose, right?"

The girl's long eyelashes trembled, as if she suddenly woke up from sleep, and a bright light flashed in her eyes.

She turned her wrist slightly to avoid the man's hand.

The man's face darkened: "Don't you like Gu Jingqi? I have a script in my hand, Gu Jingqi..."

"Mr. Ma." The girl grabbed the wine glass next to her and twirled it in her palm, "I know that you are not only capable, but also generous..."

When the man heard this compliment, his expression softened slightly.

The girl raised her head and looked at him sincerely with big watery eyes: "I feel a little uncomfortable tonight, can you let me go home first? I will go to the company in person to apologize some other day..."

"Go home?" Mr. Ma's face completely darkened, "Sang Luoluo, are you kidding me?"

"I never meant this, it's just that there was a misunderstanding." Sang Luoluo explained, "I'll treat you to this meal tonight, Mr. Ma, please take a look..."

"You're an adult, why are you pretending to be innocent?" Mr. Ma sneered, "Then I'll just tell you the truth. My time is precious, and I'm afraid you can't afford it."

Sang Luoluo took the tea cup next to him again: "But this kind of thing should always be done on a voluntary basis, right? Mr. Ma, if word spreads like this, it won't be good for your reputation, right?"

"Reputation is nothing, capital is the father." Mr. Ma came to grab Sang Luoluo's hand again, with a strong attitude, "Since you won't eat the toast, I can only let you eat the fine wine..."

Sang Luoluo stood up suddenly, and the two cups flew towards Mr. Ma's face at the same time: "Do you really think that your surname is Ma and you are your father? Get out!"

Mr. Ma didn't expect her to be so bold. She couldn't avoid it and was splashed with drinks on her face and hit twice on the forehead.

However, San Luoluo wasn't done yet and punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground with a loud noise.

The box door opened and a group of bodyguards rushed in.

Sang Luoluo paused slightly, unclenched his clenched fists, and said in an anxious tone: "Mr. Ma suddenly feels uncomfortable, go and call someone quickly."

Those people believed it for a moment. Some of them ran in to see Mr. Ma, while the rest went to call for help. Sang Luoluo took the opportunity to rush to the corridor.

"Catch her!" Mr. Ma's voice also came over.

The bodyguards immediately turned around and chased Sang Luoluo.

Sang Luoluo turned around in the corridor, and her high heels didn't fit her feet well, so she slipped. In panic, she propped herself on the door next to her, and the door suddenly opened, and Sang Luoluo fell into another box.

There was no light on in the box, so there must be no one there.

Sang Luoluo knew that he could not escape the search by Mr. Ma and others, so he didn't have time to get up, so he took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police.

After pressing two numbers, she suddenly paused.

Raising his head somewhat stiffly, Sang Luoluo saw a flash of scarlet in front of him.

With the little dim light emitted by the mobile phone screen, her gaze moved up and met a pair of indifferent eyes.

In this dark environment, being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Sang Luoluo instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

Someone is here, why don't you turn on the light?

It's really... weird for a person to open a private room in a club and then turn off the lights and smoke alone.

This kind of person is probably not easy to mess with. Sang Luoluo swallowed hard, slowly got up, and planned to exit.

But at this moment, there were chaotic footsteps at the door, and Mr. Ma's angry voice: "They must be hiding in some box, search them one by one for me!"

San Luoluo: "..."

The danger outside is known, but the danger inside is unknown.

Sang Luoluo hesitated for a moment and decided to take a risk.

She walked to the sofa, and after adapting to the dark environment and the closer distance, she could see that the person smoking was a man.

"Sir, I'm sorry to disturb you." Sang Luoluo stopped next to him cautiously, "Someone is arresting me outside, can you let me hide for a while? I swear, I am not a bad person."

The man remained silent, like a mute.

"This room, go in and take a look." Mr. Ma's voice was at the door.

Sang Luoluo even heard the doorknob ring. She had no second choice. She assumed that the man had agreed without speaking, and prepared to hide under the table.

The man on the sofa suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

Sang Luoluo was so frightened that he almost screamed, so he bit the tip of his tongue to stop himself from screaming.

The man pulled her into his arms, pulled off the hair rope on her head with one hand, and peeled off the shoulder straps on her shoulders with the other hand.

Sanluoluo:!!!

Before she could resist, the door was pushed open, someone turned on the light, and strong light poured down.

Sang Luoluo closed her eyes subconsciously and felt clothes falling on her body. A strong hand held her head and pressed it against the strange man's chest.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The man's steady heartbeat could be heard in his ears. The faint smell of tobacco mixed with the cool breath of cedar lingered in his nose. Only when Sang Luoluo's cheek touched the warm skin did he notice the buttons of this man's clothes.

I untied several of them, but I don't know why he moved so fast.

"Fu Cheng?" This was Mr. Ma's voice.

When he heard this name, Sang Luoluo's head buzzed and exploded.

Fu Cheng?

This man is Fu Cheng!

Fu Cheng is the villain in a novel about the entertainment industry.

And Sang Luoluo just entered this book today.

She dressed up as a little cannon fodder with the same name as herself. The original owner was a popular celebrity and a die-hard fan of the male protagonist Gu Jingqi.

In order to have more contact with Gu Jingqi, the original owner did not hesitate to be unspoken. Later, the incident was exposed and he ended up in ruins.

Mr. Ma outside the door was the first person to reveal the original owner.

But something unexpected happened tonight. During the dinner, Sang Luoluo walked over.

In order to please Gu Jingqi, the original owner not only was willing to be unspoken, but also had no scruples in using his trumpet to blackmail his opponent Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng is another top streamer who is almost as popular as Gu Jingqi. In the original book, he was a supporting character with a very bad character. Because the original author always criticized her, the relationship between the two was quite bad.

According to the timeline in the book, although the two have not officially met at this time, the original owner has publicly hacked Fu Cheng several times, and Fu Cheng must have no good impression of her.

Sang Luoluo didn't understand what kind of luck he had. He just walked to the scene of the unspoken rules and took the initiative to deliver it to Fu Cheng.

I wonder if Fu Cheng recognized her and handed her over to Mr. Ma? Sang Luoluo secretly clenched his fists.

"Mr. Ma?" Fu Cheng still held a cigarette between his fingertips, and glanced at the people at the door. His hand holding Sang Luoluo tightened slightly, and he was obviously unhappy, "What is this?"

From the perspective of the people at the door, Fu Chengban was lying on the sofa, disheveled, with a woman nestled in his arms. Although he was wearing a man's coat, judging from the part of his bare shoulders exposed between his black hair, there was a fear inside.

Wearing nothing.

What is going on in this scene is something that no adult can guess.

No one will be happy if someone interrupts a good thing.

Although Mr. Ma was angry, he had no intention of blaming Fu Cheng. After all, it was well known on the Internet that Fu Cheng had a conflict with Sang Luoluo. It was impossible for him to meddle in Sang Luoluo's business, not to mention that this woman's hair style and other things were also different from Sang Luoluo's.

Luoluo couldn't stand it. Seeing that there was no third person in the room, Mr. Ma turned around and went out: "Nothing, excuse me, you continue, continue..."

Only when the door closed sounded did Fu Cheng let go of his hand.

Sang Luoluo hurriedly got up from his arms, arranged the black coat on his body, and placed it on the sofa.

Fu Cheng was willing to help, but he must not have recognized her. Sang Luoluo was afraid that he would regret it, so he covered his face with his hands, lowered his head and said thank you: "Thank you, sir, I really, really appreciate it. I will definitely repay you if I have the opportunity in the future."

."

Fu Cheng didn't say anything, and Sang Luoluo picked up his things and prepared to leave.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Fu Cheng lazily shout: "Miss Sang."

San Luoluo: "..."

She turned back awkwardly and smiled awkwardly.

"Miss Sang won't hack me again this time, right?" Fu Cheng wanted to make the atmosphere even more embarrassing.
To be continued...