Accidentally Entangled with the Rich

"Now there is a script looking for a heroine, you can read it if you are interested."

Zhou Guang didn't expect it to be so fast, he was taken aback: "Is it possible?"

"It's not a big investment. Director Tang Chen's new film is an art film with a niche theme."

Even some well-known actors would not choose this role. Whether a small-produced film can be broadcast in theaters is a problem. I only hope that I can find another way to win an award. Zhou Guang's start is too low now, and he needs to be high-powered. The awards to support. He has no shortage of bad film queens in his hands, and he has presented some unique artists.

Tang Chen? Zhou Guang searched his guts, looked up and frowned slightly: "The director who shot blue?"

Blue is a youth ethics film. The initial response was not good, and the investment was all in vain, but it suddenly exploded two years later, and director Tang Chen became famous in one fell swoop. His films are of high quality, and he has always taken an extreme route.

"Yes." Gu Fanchen threw the script in front of Zhou Guang: "You can read the script, if you don't want to act, then push it away, and wait to see if there is another opportunity."

"I'll go back and read the script and give you the answer."

"good."

She is not familiar with Gu Fanchen, so she doesn't have much to say.

Put away the script and stand up: "Then I will take my leave first."

"Wait."

Gu Fanchen squinted his eyes and paused for a while, then tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

"The first principle of being in the entertainment industry is to be calm and never offend others openly."

Zhou Guang paused in her heart, and suddenly raised her head to look at Gu Fanchen. She thought Gu Fanchen was a very indifferent person, and she knew what he was talking about like a mirror in her heart. He pursed his lower lip, nodded, and said respectfully, "I understand."

"One more thing."

Gu Fanchen looked up at Zhou Guang's eyes: "You and Mr. Meng, if you don't want to make it public, then you'd better not make it too public."

Zhou Guang blushed hotly, swallowed his throat and nodded: "Yeah."

"Then go back and read the script first."

Zhou Guang turned around and walked away quickly, which is really not a glorious thing. It was rumored that Shen Mengfei's benefactor was Meng Yungui, and Zhou Shiguang had also seen Shen Mengfei and Meng Yungui go in and out together. She didn't know how long Meng Yungui's enthusiasm for her could last. It would be fine if she could last a little longer. She was afraid that Meng Yungui would throw it away when she got tired of playing, and then she would become a laughing stock.

So Gu Fanchen's reminder is not unreasonable, whether it is for Shen Mengfei or Zhou Guang, the longer this matter is kept hidden, the better.

Instant noodles are served for lunch, and the script is very exciting. After Zhou Guang finished watching it, it was already dark when he looked up. Only then did I feel hungry, so I quickly put down the script and went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water and drank it.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time, it was seven fifty, it was already so late!

Has Meng Yungui come over? Zhou Guang rolled his eyes, turned around with his teacup in his hand, went to the living room to find his mobile phone and called Meng Yungui.

If everything is sold, you must have a selling attitude. When you get paid, you need to be professional.

It took a long time for the phone to be connected, and Zhou Guang swallowed his throat to relieve his emotions: "Mr. Meng."

"Um?"

His voice was low and hoarse: "Say."

"You—" How should I please you? Zhou Guang thought about the film and television works he had watched: "Is your stomach trouble better?"

"In the hospital." Meng Yungui was silent for a while, then said, "Come here, Central Hospital."

Zhou Guang frowned and pursed his lips: "What do you need to bring?"

"Bring a suit."

"good."

Meng Yungui hung up the phone without any pause. He's in the hospital again? Zhou Guang threw his mobile phone on the table, picked up the water glass and drank it down, a little worried, and he was going to serve that old man again.

Wouldn't it be better if I pretended I didn't know? I curled my lips, I'm afraid the first thing he did when he recovered was to drive himself away.

She was afraid that what happened to Hongxiu would happen again, and she was determined not to lose the chain at this time.

After she calmed down, she went upstairs to pack the things she needed for the hospital. In addition to clothes, she also packed toothbrushes and the like. I don't know if I need to stay with me at night, Zhou Guang is a little aggrieved, she doesn't want to go.

She packed two servings of porridge at Sanhezhai, and she didn't have time to eat it here, so she took it away. Hurry up, it's half past nine when we arrive at the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Zhou Shiguang saw Meng Yungui sitting on the hospital bed and reading materials at a glance. He was still holding a bottle in his left hand, and his heart trembled: "Mr. Meng."

Wearing a plain striped hospital gown, Meng Yungui raised his eyes and looked over, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"Um."

With a low and deep voice, the hairs on Zhou Guang's body stood on end.

In a separate ward, the humidifier sprays out white mist, which melts into the air. There is a TV and a sofa in the ward, the air conditioner is very quiet, and the room is very quiet and depressing. She walked quickly over to put the lunch box and bag on the table, and then turned to look at him: "Can you eat now?"

"Um."

Meng Yungui raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and the frowning eyebrows dispersed. He leaned back against the pillow and squinted at Zhou Guangguang: "Why are you here now?"

"There's a traffic jam on the road."

Zhou Guang stood in front of him very docilely, with his jet black hair hanging over his shoulders, revealing a clean face, the appearance of a **** off daughter-in-law. The hostility in Meng Yungui's heart dissipated a little, what are you doing at home all day without making a sound? Why not call ahead?

Zhou Guang guessed his thoughts, but failed to figure it out. He looked away to open the lunch box: "I bought porridge, would you like some?"

"Um."

I also know how to buy porridge, hum!

Zhou Guang specifically asked the restaurant to cook very thin rice soup, fearing that he would eat himself to death again.

Zhou Guang didn't prepare any side dishes for him, and was going to put it on the dining table on the hospital bed, Meng Yungui frowned: "Just give it to me."

"Be careful." Zhou Guang handed him the porridge bowl before turning around and opening another one to eat quickly.

Meng Yungui paused.

"Didn't you eat tonight?"

"I was late reading the script." Zhou Guang took the time to look up at Meng Yungui, and explained, "I only found out that you were in the hospital when I called you, and I didn't have time to eat when I came here so quickly."

Well, Meng Yungui feels at ease.

"What script? The play you took on?"

"Not yet, let's take a look first, maybe the director still doesn't like me." Zhou Guang smiled, she was not eating fast, she was very elegant, and she smiled with crooked eyebrows: "But the script is really good."

Zhou Guang liked that script, especially, the emotion in her heart lingered for a long time after reading it. No wonder Gu Fanchen said that it was a niche movie, and that movie might not even be able to get into the movie theater after it was made, because the plot was gay.

However, the feelings are very delicate, and Zhou Guang likes the feeling of describing loneliness to the extreme. After reading the script, she feels that if she plays this drama well, it will be a qualitative leap in her acting career. Her acting skills Can't say yes, there has been no breakthrough.

Seeing her smile, Meng Yungui was startled.

Zhou Guang likes to fake smiles very much, and this kind of smile from the heart made him lose his mind for a moment.

After Meng Yungui took two bites, he put down the lunch box and continued to read the information.

Zhou Guang packed up the lunch box, came back and sat in front of the hospital bed a little embarrassed, and wanted to go home and sleep. But he didn't know how to bring it up to Meng Yungui, he was an uncertain person, and if that sentence didn't suit his mood, he would have to toss about it again.

After sitting for a while, Zhou Guang took out his mobile phone and sent Gu Fanchen a message.

"That script is very good, I want to take it."

Soon Gu Fanchen's message came, with a ding.

"Find me in the office at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

Zhou Guang looked at the reminder that the text message was successfully sent, fell silent for a while, put the phone back in his pocket and looked up. Unexpectedly, she ran into Meng Yungui's dark eyes. She was startled and quickly calmed down.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Yungui stared at her with dark eyes, a little bit sullen.

Zhou Guang racked his brains to figure out where he offended him, but before he could come up with a reason, Meng Yungui spoke in an understatement: "What are you doing?"

"Send a text message to the agent." Zhou Guang took the initiative to hand the phone in front of him: "Talk about the script."

"Pack up your things here."

Meng Yungui looked away and looked at Zhou Guangguang's phone. How can a man be so small-minded? He wants to smoke, but if he has a stomach problem, if he continues to smoke, he is afraid that he will have to see Lord Hades.

"good."

Zhou Guang looked at the messy documents spread out on the bed, and hurriedly stood up to tidy them up. He bent over and his hair almost touched Meng Yungui's leg. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to touch Zhou Guang's hair.

Zhou Guang was taken aback for a moment, pretending not to see, he quickly packed up the materials and put them on the table.

After a glance, one of them was about land bidding.

"Do you drink water?"

After the materials were put away, Zhou Guang stood by the bed and looked at Meng Yungui. He kicked the quilt to his feet and leaned on the bed with one leg bent.

"come over."

Meng Yungui leaned back on the pillow, and casually pointed to his side. Zhou Guang hesitated for a while and sat at his feet, he was already like this, could it be possible to get up and try again? That was too much effort.

"Go to bed."

Meng Yungui tilted his head slightly, his resolute features showed no superfluous expressions.

The room has been checked, and neither the nurse nor the doctor will come at this time.

Zhou Guang blinked his eyes and swallowed his throat: "Mr. Meng—"

"So much nonsense." Meng Yungui's expression darkened.

Zhou Guang took off her shoes and came to lie next to him. The bed was not big, so she lay close to Meng Yungui. Through the thin fabric, she could feel the warmth of the man's body. Her face was hot and she buried her head without looking at Meng Yungui. Yun Gui: "I won't come back at night?"

"What are you going back for?" Do you still want to go back?

Meng Yungui put his arms around her shoulders: "Look up."

The lights were bright, Zhou Guang's face was red and his eyes didn't know where to look.

"Shall I go and turn off the lights?"

"you want?"

What are you doing without turning off the lights?

Zhou Guang blushed so much that he didn't know where to put it, he quickly shook his head: "No no."

Meng Yungui pinched her cheek and narrowed his eyes: "If you want, then do it."

Don't want it, don't want it at all.

Zhou Guang really wished there was a hole in the ground, so he immediately jumped in and buried his head.

Meng Yungui turned over and pressed half of her body, lowered his head and kissed her rudely, lifting her chin with his fingers. Even when he was sick, his strength remained undiminished, and his hot lips and tongue attacked aggressively. A moment later, Zhou Guang lost his helmet and armor and was defeated.

Meng Yungui was picked by her, scraped Zhou Guang's soft skin with his rough fingertips, let go of his lips and bit her neck, moved his fingers to open her underwear, and slowly rubbed it.

This woman really wants it, even if she insists on it, she can have a shot. Will she do it or not?

Being your mother's big-headed ghost, Zhou Guang is almost driven crazy.

The door is not locked, doctors and nurses may come in at any time. With the light on, she didn't want to see Meng Yungui's face, she couldn't see how much he wanted to do in the dark anyway, so she closed her eyes and endured it before passing.

But it's different now.

"Mr. Meng—"

Zhou Guang quickly grabbed Meng Yungui's rebellious hand, his heart was beating so fast, he hardly looked like himself, he pursed his lips before mustering up the courage to look up at Meng Yungui: "Is your stomach ache better?"

Changing the subject so bluntly, Meng Yungui narrowed his eyes.

"Don't want to do it?"

What he said was very explicit, Zhou Guang's face was hot, he squeezed his fingers, pulled his clothes and nodded.

Meng Yungui was silent for a moment, then withdrew his hand and got off the bed, turned around and strode towards the bathroom.

There is a separate toilet in the ward. Zhou Guang sat on the bed and bit her lip while getting dressed. She felt a little dirty.

There was a faint sound of water in the bathroom, how could it be so chaotic? Unceasingly wringing his fingers, Zhou Guang got out of bed and sat on the small sofa to take a deep breath to calm down.

After a while, Meng Yungui came out, his expression was a little unsightly.

"Pour me a glass of water."

Zhou Guang immediately stood up and poured water, and handed it to Meng Yungui: "Warm water."

When Meng Yungui picked up the cup, his fingers rubbed against Zhou Guang, and Zhou Guang almost threw the cup away. Meng Yungui looked up at her, drank half a glass of water with downcast eyes, and said, "You haven't graduated yet?"

Zhou Guang pulled a chair and sat down in front of him: "There is still one year."

"How big is it?"

Meng Yungui stared at her with dark eyes, Zhou Guang was a little confused, he lowered his head and looked away.

"twenty two."

"What's going on with you and Meng Hao?"

Zhou Guang suddenly raised his head and bumped into Meng Yungui's deep black eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he pursed his lower lip and then smiled: "Ex-boyfriend."

Meng Hao is the eldest son of the old family. He has a big temper but doesn't do anything practical, but overall he is much more difficult to deal with than his father.

"Um."

Meng Yungui lifted his legs to get on the bed, leaned against the pillow and squinted his eyes for a long time in silence.

"Turn off the lights and get to bed."

Zhou Guang was vigilant, stood up and scanned the ward: "I'll sleep on the sofa."

"I asked you to come here and talk so much nonsense." Meng Yungui pulled his face and looked coldly.

Zhou Guang turned off the lights and lay down beside Meng Yungui with her clothes on. The room was very quiet and she didn't dare to move. The bed is really too small, she is not fat but the person next to her is not small, she rubbed against the other person's body with a little movement.

"Are you afraid of me?"

After a long silence, Zhou Guang was in a daze and was about to fall asleep when he suddenly spoke.

"Um."

Zhou Guang kept one position for a long time, feeling a little sore, he lay flat and straightened his legs: "Mr. Meng, I'm sleepy."

They didn't talk anymore after that, Zhou Guang fell asleep next to Meng Yungui, and woke up in a daze in the early morning. Being crushed awake, Meng Yungui had half of his body on top of her, and Zhou Guang carefully moved out of bed and went to the bathroom. When I came back, I looked at the hazy sky outside the window, Meng Yungui was sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhou Guang looked at him for a while.

Meng Yungui's appearance was too cold and hard, and his deep facial features gave off a cold feeling. When she first met him, she felt that this man was full of hostility. The feeling is indescribable, but it is a real existence.

Are you afraid? Be afraid.

I have always been afraid of him, but why did you choose to sell to him?

The goods and the money are settled, and there is no debt to each other. If you sell it, you will sell it. Don't talk about feelings, go to bed and give money, get out of bed and leave, this is the impression Meng Yungui gave her. He has no shortage of women, and he doesn't know how to talk about feelings with Zhou Guang. This kind of clean business relationship can start or end soon.

She pinched her palms and sneered, she is really not a good woman.

After tidying up my clothes and lying down on the small sofa, I will go to the company after a short sleep.

At eight o'clock, doctors and nurses came in for a pre-check.

Zhou Guang quickly turned over from the sofa and woke up, and saw Meng Yungui sitting on the hospital bed accepting the doctor's questioning from one side of his face.

The sun shone in from the window, and the dense stubble on his face was very conspicuous, making that cold and resolute face more mature and steady.

Meng Yungui didn't know if he glanced this way on purpose, Zhou Guang immediately woke up, and hurried to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he came out, the doctor wanted to send Meng Yungui for a gastroscopy, and Zhou Guang couldn't help, so he stood aside. I looked at my watch, it was already 8:10, and I was a little anxious. I made an appointment with Gu Fanchen at 9:00 last night.

"Week time."

When his name was called suddenly, Zhou Guang's hairs stood on end.

"Huh? Mr. Meng."

Meng Yungui looked up at her, neither cold nor indifferent: "Leave if you have something to do, don't be an eyesore here."

Just leave, who cares.

"Mr. Meng, I'm leaving first."

Zhou Guang blinked his eyes, watching Meng Yungui stand up and walk outside, pack his bag and catch up: "Are you still there at noon?"

"Can I die?"

Meng Yungui was so angry that he kept a bitter face in front of him, and he was happy to say that he was leaving.