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    Yu Yan looked at him for a while, then put away the phone, moved his shoulders, turned his head to the lounge and knocked on the glass door. Soon his team members came out of the lounge and left with Yu Yan.

    Yin Hanwei and Lin Xiao both knew that Sister Xia was fined a month's salary by Han Fanming for helping Lu Wenxi to intercede, and then she was sent to be the newcomer's manager, and they looked a little frustrated.

    This time, Han Fanming was determined to teach Lu Wenxi a lesson, so there was no room for manoeuvre in this matter.

    Assistants and managers, many people think that the manager is higher and higher, and the basic salary of the manager is twice that of the assistant. In fact, it is also divided into the artists they follow.

    As a newcomer's agent, the artist's dividends are pitifully small, so he can only grit his teeth and make the artist as popular as possible.

    As Lu Wenxi's assistant, the artist's bonus at the end of the year can be worth a few years' salary. In addition, Lu Wenxi has money himself, and he is generous in giving red envelopes during Chinese New Year and festivals, so his income is very considerable.

    So they don't know whether to congratulate Sister Xia or feel sorry for Sister Xia.

    Sister Xia is like a grandmother from the next generation, she is indeed too used to Lu Wenxi.

    Leaving the company, Brother Liu drove the car to the apartment where Lu Wenxi always lived.

    On the way, Lu Wenxi received a call from Lu Yushang. When the old man spoke, he liked to use an official accent, and he spoke to Lu Wenxi in the same way: "Son, are you wronged? Stop being a star, come home, Dad. I'll give you 300 million and do your own business, okay?"

    "I'm fine." Lu Wenxi replied.

    "Then add another 100 million, and Dad will send you a few more experienced seniors to help you, to ensure that you will not lose money."

    "Dad, I know that a man like you who doesn't have a junior or senior does have money and nowhere to spend. But, money is a good thing, you keep it for other things, don't break the capital chain and collapse all of a sudden. ."

    "Little bastard! How can you talk to Lao Tzu?"

    "Well, my son is relieved to hear that you are still so lively. Okay, I'll hang up."

    Hanging up the phone, Lu Wenxi was a little frustrated.

    Leaning on the seat of the car, he had a feeling of being unlovable, mainly because he was tired.

    Han Fanming asked him what he was thinking now, but he couldn't answer, and he didn't know, his mind was a little confused.

    Sometimes looking at the slander on the Internet, he really thinks that he is not an actor. He wants to try to sing, but the new song comes out and the response is mediocre, which is really shocking.

    Do business like your father? He really didn't like that kind of socializing.

    After walking around the apartment, Brother Liu turned the car around and went to the suburban house.

    Even if the news of Deng Xuanhan's suicide overshadowed the limelight, there were still reporters stationed near Lu Wenxi's residence, and a large number of fans gathered nearby. Last time, when Lu Wenxi's car entered through the door, someone smashed the car with an egg, and then the true love fan fought with the black fan who threw the egg. The scene was spectacular.

    It's better to avoid this kind of thing, Lu Wenxi intends to hide again.

    If another egg is thrown, he can get out of the car and fight, and then the public opinion will be even more terrible.

    Arriving at Lu Wenxi's house in the suburbs, Yin Hanwei asked Lu Wenxi, "Boss, do I need to bring you some food?"

    "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat."

    "You haven't eaten for a day."

    "It's okay, there are apples in the room."

    Yin Hanwei hesitated for a while, and comforted Lu Wenxi: "Actually, boss, you don't need to pay too much attention to the old guy's words. You don't need to take it back when you criticize a protagonist with a salary of tens of thousands of dollars. thing."

    "I have a plan in mind, you can go out." After speaking, he immediately thought of other things, "Transfer 500,000 to Sister Xia and tell her that the year-end bonus will be distributed ahead of schedule."

    This money is to compensate Sister Xia's salary, and it can also be regarded as an apology.

    "Well, I also have to go to hand over with Sister Xia. During this time, I will pay attention and find you an assistant."

    "Um."

    "Don't eat indiscriminately to decompress, we have packed the table."

    "..." Lu Wenxi looked at Yin Hanwei, a little puzzled, and just wanted to ask, Yin Hanwei had already left the house.

    After everyone else left, Lu Wenxi slumped on the sofa for a while, then stood up and entered the fitness room to start exercising from 1:00 p.m. to more than 4:00 p.m.

    After taking a deep breath, he walked to the dining room and poured himself a glass of water. After his sweat was almost gone and the temperature of the water was about the same, he drank it.

    The whole house was silent, there seemed to be no sound, but he could vaguely hear the wind.

    That's right, in the room with no windows and no air conditioning, heard the wind. He looked around suspiciously, but didn't see anything unusual, didn't care, turned on the sweeping robot, and went to take a shower.

    After came out, ate an apple and went straight to the bedroom to go to sleep.

    Lu Wenxi was awakened by starvation, his stomach was grumbling, and his stomach felt uncomfortable for a while. Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, then took out the phone and glanced at the time, it was only 9 o'clock in the evening. He put the phone back under the pillow, the phone was put away, but his hand was slow to retract, and then he took the phone back.

    Turning on the screen again, the light from the phone illuminates the bedroom, then he turns his head and looks at the bed.

    The curtains were covered, and there was only the light of the mobile phone in the room, so there could be no other shadows, but he could clearly see a figure squatting beside his bed, with both hands on the bed and his chin on the back of his hands, just like that Looking straight at him.

    It's just a black shadow, just like the shadow of the suspect in Detective Conan, it doesn't even have eyes, but he can be sure that the blurry shadow is looking at him.

    Because of the fear, he felt that the house was very cold, his back was chilled, his body instantly stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.

    The heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it could break through the eardrum, and the eyelids were beating with the heartbeat. There was nothing around him, but he felt that there was an evil wind full of evil around him.

    Strange things happened one after another, and it was impossible to keep calm...

    He remembered what the boy said again, and suddenly had a guess.

    An evil spirit rang his doorbell, and he couldn't see the evil spirit, so there was no one in the video intercom. As a result, when he opened the door and looked out, something might have really been put in. That cold wind might be evil. Spirit came in.

    After that, the little Taoist priest chasing the evil spirit chased after him, trying to drive the evil spirit away, but he was driven away by himself.

    His head was short-circuited for a moment, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, probably to show his courage and his disdain for the shadow, he slowly raised his right hand and raised his middle finger to the shadow.

    Black Shadow was stunned.

    After a while, Hei Ying suddenly got up, and then quickly rushed towards Lu Wenxi.

    The author has something to say: Lu Wenxi: Even if you are a ghost, you have to fly.

    Chapter 4 Death

    "Fuck!" Lu Wenxi called out directly, so frightened that he fell off the bed on his back, and then he was about to crawl out the door, only to be caught in the quilt on his body.

    At this moment, he was about to burst into tears. If there was a camera next to him, it would definitely capture his almost distorted face.

    After finally breaking free from the quilt, he started muttering: "Fu...Fu...it's on top of the sweeping robot!"

    The sweeping robot moves on its own after turning on the switch. If you don't pay attention, it will wander to other places. When Lu Wenxi tried to find it, it disappeared. When he didn't want to see it, it dangled in front of Lu Wenxi, either stuck in the corner or in slippers.

    Now... really don't know where this thing is happy.

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