Lu Wenxi's team was neither too many nor too few.

Two assistants, a makeup artist and costume stylist, an accompanying photographer, and a bodyguard and driver.

Only one assistant came this time, and the other assistant had already arrived at the company ahead of schedule. It was estimated that he was talking to the broker. Han Fanming had already lost his temper before Lu Wenxi arrived at the company as much as possible. Because it's not suitable for posting photos recently, the photographer simply took a holiday and didn't come.

Entering the room, assistant Yin Hanwei watched the restaurant's footsteps for a while, and noticed that one chair in the restaurant was down, and another was leaning against the wall.

"Boss won't eat secretly, right?" Yin Hanwei asked, pointing to the restaurant.

Before they came, they helped Lu Wenxi clean up the room, and the tables and chairs in the dining room were neatly arranged. Lu Wenxi has almost no life skills, it is impossible to cook by himself, and he has used the dining table, which can only mean that he stole something like takeout.

Artists need to control their diet, and Lu Wenxi is no exception. If he eats a few more bites, he will become swollen. As long as he is fat, he will not be able to hide from the camera.

Make-up artist Lin Xiao glanced at it and gave Yin Hanwei a wink, and said, "Just don't know, the boss has been under a lot of pressure recently. I'll leave Refa behind at night and let him hold it by himself."

"Boss...is this really haunted?" Yin Hanwei muttered, and looked around, "As soon as I opened the door, there was a gust of wind blowing out, and it was abnormally cold. I thought I had opened the window, but there was a The windows are not open."

"Fortunately, you are also in the entertainment industry. You can believe this." Lin Xiao couldn't help laughing, and began to open his makeup box and take things out.

Yin Hanwei deliberately avoided a point. He still remembered that the last time he was hit by a car and forced to stop by the paparazzi, Lin Xiao's dressing box fell, and Lin Xiao cried so miserably while holding the dressing box. After doing statistics, Lin Xiao lost at least a few hundred thousand after such a fall. Lu Wenxi waved his hand and gave Lin Xiao another 500,000 to buy it again.

This is only for travel, plus one piece of all Lin Xiao's cosmetics, it is estimated that it can be the down payment for a house.

When Lu Wenxi wiped his hair and came out, he glanced at the chairs in the dining room and couldn't help frowning: "Why did you make such a mess in the room when you first came here."

It took a fight to get the chair like this, right?

As a result, Lin Xiao immediately changed the topic: "Boss Lu, I'll keep a few beauty instruments for you at night. I'll leave you one with two rounds and one with four rounds, and this thin one is for the eyes."

Lu Wenxi glanced casually, said "um", sat in front of Lin Xiao, and asked Lin Xiao to put makeup on him.

During the make-up, the driver Brother Liu called, Yin Hanwei directly turned on the speakerphone and asked, "Brother Liu, what's the matter?"

"Don't come down yet, it's a little messy downstairs, it's all reporters." Brother Liu blew a sigh of relief on his phone when he spoke. From what he knew about Brother Liu, it was estimated that he was smoking outside.

Yin Hanwei hurried to the window, looked at the battle downstairs and couldn't help but be stunned: "What's going on? Our location has been exposed? Could it be that they came to the boss to shoot the haunted house?"

"It's not for the boss."

"That is?"

"I heard that an actress who lived in this community committed suicide. The body was just moved out. She died for a while and was found in the morning. The police downstairs started to control the scene. The specific situation is unknown."

Lu Wenxi was putting on makeup, but when he heard the news, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and a figure flashed in his mind - Deng Xuanhan.

The day he came to live, he also met Deng Xuanhan. The two were not familiar with each other, but they were both in the same circle. Deng Xuanhan also said that since he was a neighbor, he had nothing to do. When he asked which unit he lived in and what floor he lived in, he answered all of them. After the two separated, Deng Xuanhan never came to say hello.

As a result, just over a day later, Deng Xuanhan committed suicide?

Yin Hanwei asked Brother Liu about the situation again, and then he quickly made a decision. He turned around and instructed Lin Xiao: "Lin Xiao, put on a mask and coat for the boss, and I will let Brother Liu drive the car to the underground parking lot. It's in the library, we get on the car immediately after getting out of the elevator. The news of the actress' suicide is very big, and soon this place will be surrounded by water, and I will not be able to get out. "

Nowadays, most of the police are downstairs, and there are only a few reporters. It is estimated that they have followed Deng Xuanhan for a long time, and they happened to grab the first place. It is only a matter of time before more reporters arrive.

Lin Xiao nodded immediately, and Lu Wenxi also stood up at the same time, went to the living room, put on a black coat, a hat, and a mask at the same time, and was ready to go out.

Lin Xiao hurriedly cleaned up his own affairs. The three of them went out very quickly, entered the elevator and went directly to the underground parking garage. As soon as the elevator door opened, Brother Liu had already parked the car not far away.

When he got to the car, Lu Wenxi took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out his mobile phone and found that his Weibo account could no longer be logged in. It was estimated that Han Fanming had changed his password for him. He sighed and logged in to Weibo account.

Sure enough, the news of Deng Xuanhan's suicide occupied all the hot spots, and no one paid attention to him anymore.

He looked through it roughly and found that the latest news showed that Deng Xuanhan had died at around 7 o'clock last night. The method of death was suicide by cutting his wrists in the bathtub. Makeup, but there are no photos, only the skirt has been photographed.

At 7 o'clock last night, he should be unpacking the courier...

Suddenly, he got goosebumps all over his body.

The video intercom is an electronic screen that displays the time. When he was harassed by the doorbell, he deliberately checked the time. It was 7:37 pm.

Could it be that Deng Xuanhan came to look for him?

The author has something to say: That's right, the male host gave him a nickname: Recording a Kissing Scene.

Listening to the name is not a serious subject!

Chapter 3 Shadow

When Lu Wenxi arrived at the company, he was relieved.

He is an atheist and doesn't believe in ghosts, so he thinks the time is just a coincidence. Besides, it was just a stranger who committed suicide. Even if he was traveling with him, he had nothing to do with him. There was no sadness at all. At most, he felt a little pity.

After entering, went directly to the 7th floor of the company. When got out of the elevator, saw everyone hiding from Lu Wenxi and walking away, as if Lu Wenxi was carrying the plague. Lu Wenxi was also quite helpless, and calmly walked towards Han Fanming's office.

The assistants stopped at the door and went to the lounge next to them.

When Lu Wenxi entered the office, he saw not only him, but also Yu Yan.

Yu Yan belongs to the same agent as him. Unlike his overnight popularity, Yu Yan has come to this day little by little, relying on the accumulation of works. A year ago, it was transferred to Han Fanming and began to enjoy the company's first-line resources.

He couldn't talk to Yu Yan.

In other words, not many people can talk to him.

After he came in, he sat down directly, and Han Fanming sat diagonally opposite him, still fiddling with his mobile phone, ignoring him.

Yu Yan, who was sitting beside him, was also playing on his mobile phone, but instead of reading news, he was playing games, similar to Lianliankan. The mobile phone made a "biubiu" sound from time to time.

He looked at it and hesitated a bit, wondering if he should take out his mobile phone and play along.

At this time, Han Fanming turned off the phone screen, put it aside, and looked at Lu Wenxi, his eyes were a bit complicated. He hesitated for a while before asking, "Have you heard?"

"for example?"

"Deng Xuanhan is dead."

"I didn't do it."

After hearing this, Yu Yan, who was sitting on the side playing games, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Han Fanming was so angry with Lu Wenxi that he was speechless. He didn't say a word for a long time. He would curse when his phone fell, but he forcibly endured it and asked, "Do you... have any ideas?"