The two were silent for a moment, Wen Xi stopped his lecture, and motioned: "Go ahead."

Sang Ning: "...I don't know what to say to him."

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows, "Are you going to hang up?"

"Well, isn't it too much?" Sang Ning asked.

Wen Xi laughed and said, "It doesn't count."

She smiled and said: "It's Pei Xilin who wants to chase you. Being hung up on a few calls is just a small obstacle in his pursuit. It's nothing too much."

"..."

Hearing this, Sang Ning wanted to refute, but opened his mouth, and it seemed that there was really no way to refute.

She was speechless for a long while, so she could only hang up Pei Xilin's phone silently, and sent him a message saying that she and Wen Xi were still talking.

Wen Xi raised her eyebrows when she saw the news she returned, "Then continue the topic just now."

Sang Ning said awkwardly, "Say it."

Wen Xi glanced at her, "If it was another artist, I would indeed stop them from offending anyone."

The entertainment circle is not big, there are only a few people coming and going. The investors are similar, and the platforms are similar. If you offend someone at this dinner today, within half an hour, everyone in the circle will know about it.

Some think highly of you, and may respect you for your integrity, but what follows is naturally a lack of resources.

Wen Xi knew an artist when he was in the circle before, and his temper was very similar to Sang Ning.

That artist was not brought by her, but an artist under a manager she knew in the industry.

When she first entered the circle, she also couldn't stand the way of many things and people. Like Sang Ning, she would come forward to stop the scolding.

At first, there were people who appreciated what she was doing.

But gradually, some of the resources she negotiated were lost. Neither the fellow actors nor the director are willing to cooperate with her.

They are all afraid.

...

When Wen Xi heard about it, his mood was complicated.

She wanted to support the other party, but she didn't have the right to say that the other party was not her own artist.

Sang Ning listened, and was taken aback: "What about after that?"

Wen Xi glanced at her, "After that, she quit the circle."

Sang Ning said, and sighed, "That's a bit regrettable."

Wen Xi: "No way, the reality is like this."

She told the truth, "If you weren't Sang Ning, I would not have allowed you to do what you did tonight. I don't want you to make the same mistakes."

Sang Ning's lips moved slightly, "But he said that."

"I know." Wen Xi comforted her, "We don't ignore it, but we can manage it in other ways, do you understand what I mean?"

Wen Xi is also a woman, even if she has been in the circle for a long time, she can't listen to Mr. Liu's words and deeds, but her thinking is relatively mature, and she will not act recklessly.

She'll make a note of it and work on something else. Instead of pouring wine directly on the other person's face like Sang Ning did tonight to make him sober.

Sang Ning nodded, and understood Wen Xi's worry.

"Got it, I'll pay attention next time."

Wen Xi smiled, "It's fine to know, but if you really can't bear it, you don't have to bear it."

Facing Shang Sang Ning's gaze, she said, "You are my artist, and I will not allow such a thing to happen to you."

If Sang Ning was cut off from her resources and blocked because of such a trivial matter, then they would have underestimated her Wen Xi's years in the circle.

Sang Ning was amused by her words, flatteringly said: "Got it."

She hugged Wen Xi's waist, "Then let me thank Sister Wen Xi for covering me."

Wen Xi nodded her forehead, "I haven't covered you yet, thank yourself first."

Sang Ning raised her lips.

Wen Xi looked at her, "What Liang Zong told you at night has his starting point."

Liang Zong only knew that Sang Ning was the new boss of Xing Tai Entertainment, but didn't know that she was Gu Wenjing's cousin, nor that her father was Sang Chong.So from his point of view, it is reasonable for him to say that to Sang Ning.

They have cooperated, he has his own selfishness, and also has his badness of a big man.

Some men always feel that it is harmless to say that a female star has a yellow accent.

In fact, it's just their one-sided shit thinking.

Sang Ning was slightly startled, and smiled lazily, "I know."

Knowing it is one thing, but being unable to accept it is another.

Wen Xi saw that she knew everything by heart, and hummed: "Just know it, and I won't say much about it. If you do this tonight, many people in the circle will know that if someone wants to do something, maybe they will Let you be on the hot search."

Speaking of this, she paused, "It would be nice if I really bought you a hot search."

They are the reasonable party.

Sang Ning knew what she meant, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Don't worry, I know."

Wen Xi nodded: "Then I'm leaving, you go to bed early, I will deal with this matter. You don't need to read those comments on the Internet."

"it is good."

After sending Wen Xi away, Sang Ning looked down at the message received on the phone.

There are Pei Xilin's, Tong Hua's, and Lin Yunyu's.

Sang Ning opened one by one.

Tong Hua: "What do you want to eat recently, my sister will accompany you to the end."

Lin Yunyu: "I didn't dote on Sister Ning Ning in vain, I thank you for Tong Hua."

Sang Ning couldn't hold back her laughter, and replied to the two of them one by one, before opening Pei Xilin's WeChat dialog box.

She wanted to say that she was done, but it sounded like a whereabouts report.

After thinking about it, Sang Ning gave him a full stop.

As soon as sent it, his call came.

Sang Ning looked at the sleeping cat not far away, covered her lips and coughed before connecting: "Hello."

Hearing her voice, Pei Xilin pushed open the glass and walked to the balcony, "Wen Xi is gone?"

"?"

Sang Ning paused, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she reacted.

The news about her attending the dinner has spread, and Pei Xilin must know that Wen Xi accompanied her there.

Thinking of this, Sang Ning moved his upper and lower lips, and couldn't help but say, "Pei Xilin."

It's rare to hear her call her name so smoothly. Hearing her soft and crisp tone, Pei Xilin raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

His voice was transmitted to Sang Ning's ears through the electric current, and it felt more numb.

She rubbed her ears uncomfortably, and whispered: "You are very well informed."

Pei Xilin laughed and explained: "You have a friend of mine at dinner tonight."

Sang Ning was surprised: "Who?"

Pei Xilin told her her name.

Sang Ning recalled it for a while, and found that the friend Pei Xilin mentioned was the only one at the dinner who didn't agree with what Mr. Liu said, and didn't make much noise to participate in the communication.

He sat in the corner, unobtrusive at all.

Sang Ning: "Is he an investor?"

She had kind of forgotten it.

Pei Xilin: "No."

He thought for a while, "It's more accurate to describe him as a screenwriter and a new director."

Sang Ning understands.

Suddenly, the two fell silent in agreement.

After a while, Pei Xilin asked, "Are you okay?"

Sang Ning looked up at the night sky, and said softly, "It's okay."

Pei Xilin: "That's good."

Sang Ning's lips moved slightly, just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard Pei Xilin ask, "How do you feel now?"

"..." Sang Ning was startled, "Mood?"

Pei Xilin hummed.

Sang Ning blinked, thought for a while and said, "It's okay."

Pei Xilin pursed his lips, and said warmly: "Next time, if you want to pour wine on someone's face, don't do it yourself."

Hearing this, the smile on Sang Ning's face froze, and he blurted out: "You also want to say that I do..."

Before she could say the word wrong, she heard Pei Xilin's words, "Let Wen Xi or his assistant do it."

"..."

Sang Ning fell silent, raised her eyebrows, "Don't you think...my behavior was too reckless?"

"Why do I feel reckless?" Pei Xilin asked back.

Sang Ning was silent.

Pei Xilin frowned, guessing, "Someone said you were reckless?"

"...Well." Sang Ning said calmly.

Pei Xilin: "Liang Zong?"

"?"

Now, Sang Ning couldn't bear it anymore.

"Pei Xilin." She muttered, "You really didn't monitor me?"

Pei Xilin: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Pei Xilin said seriously: "No."

He said truthfully, "I'm just better informed."

What's more, the news that Sang Ning offended the investor at the dinner tonight has already spread.

Who are the people at the dinner, most people know.

Sang Ning was speechless for a while, then sighed: "Okay."

She muttered, "I can hardly believe what you said."

Pei Xilin raised his eyebrows, "Reluctantly?"

Sang Ning hummed, with a little bit of her arrogance, "Otherwise."

Listening to her tone, Pei Xilin was a little relieved knowing that she was not affected by the dinner.

He called her this time just to know her mood more clearly at the moment.

After the words fell, Sang Ning realized that when she was talking to Pei Xilin, it seemed like she was arguing with him.

The sense of distance between them is virtually decreasing.

She was shocked by this change, but she couldn't stop it.

Because she didn't feel any discomfort, she seemed to enjoy talking to Pei Xilin in this way.

After a while of silence, Sang Ning said, "Are you busy today?"

As soon as he heard this, Huang Ming knocked on the glass door of the balcony to remind Pei Xilin that they were leaving.

Pei Xilin was helpless, "I wasn't busy just now."

Sang Ning understands.

"Then hang up?"

Pei Xilin hummed: "Don't take things too seriously at night, and leave everything to Wen Xi."

Sang Ning: "...Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Xilin looked at Huang Ming.

Huang Ming spread his hands and shrugged: "If you don't leave, it will be too late."

They had a magazine shoot scheduled for the afternoon.

Pei Xilin put away her phone, "I know."

He walked out with Huang Ming, thought for a while and said, "You tell Wen Xi."

Huang Ming: "Say what?"

Pei Xilin raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said softly, "I remember you have a lot of Mr. Liu's things in your hand?"

"..."

Huang Ming looked at him for a while, "Are you sure you want to intervene?"

Pei Xilin curled his lower lip and said with a lazy smile: "If you don't intervene now, when will you intervene?"

Huang Ming nodded, "Understood, I will contact Wen Xi later."

Pei Xilin hummed, paused and said, "Tell her not to tell Sang Ning that I can help."

Huang Ming was surprised, "You don't want Sang Ning to know?"

He said: "Don't you want Sang Ning to have a good impression of you after knowing about it?"

"No need." Pei Xilin narrowed her eyes, "Just do as I tell you."

Huang Ming understood: "Okay."

In the middle of the night that night, someone secretly poked and broke the news on the Internet, saying that a female star who had just entered the industry for less than a year was defiant at the dinner and offended the investors, and it was estimated that there would be no good future.

This direction is very obvious, and the people in the circle guessed Sang Ning immediately.

"Is it the one with two words?"

"Fuck! No way, no way, she hasn't released any works yet, so she's going to be banned?"

"It deserves it! She ruined Su Yang's reputation before, and this time I want to taste the good fruit."

"The one upstairs must be sick. Su Yang is to blame. What does it have to do with Sang Ning? These days, all rubbish artists have brainless fans."

"Doesn't Sang Ning have a backstage?"

"Really Sang Ning? She doesn't look like such a stupid person."

...

Rumors spread faster than expected.

Sang Ning went to bed early, and didn't know the network situation in the middle of the night. Wen Xi has been paying attention, and the first time she receives the news, she is making arrangements.

It's just that the current pointing is not enough, they can't jump out immediately to accuse and fight back.

Since the other party has rumors about this step, there must be a back move. She was waiting and had to wait.

Sure enough, by the next morning, all kinds of messy rumors came out.

Wen Xi asked the PR to issue a statement in response as soon as possible.

The accusations on the Internet are all nonsense. Sang Ning "toasted" an investor at the dinner, but her wine was to make the investor sober, not intoxicated.

As for other rumors, hope enough is enough. When necessary, the company will take legal measures to defend the artist.

...

Although the lawyer's letter and statement are no longer easy to use, the process that should be followed still needs to be followed.

As soon as this statement came out, although some netizens ridiculed it under the official blog, more netizens focused on words such as sobering up.

"I kind of want to know why Sang Ning's wine can make investors sober."

"??? Help, the company's statement is a bit funny."

"Fuck! Can't what I heard be true? My friend is an insider. She said that when Sang Ning went to the dinner last night, a certain investor kept saying that he used female stars as an example to speak obscenely. Sang Ning listened Didn’t go down and then poured a big glass of wine on people to sober up. In the end, everyone broke up unhappy, isn’t this a rumor??”

"Damn it! If it's really like what my sister said, then I have to admire Sang Ning."

"The latest news, Sang Ning is so fresh."

"???"

...

Rumors spread everywhere on the Internet, and for a while, Sang Ning also received messages from friends from all walks of life.

Some cared about her, and some came here purely to inquire about gossip, wanting to know the truth of the matter.

Sang Ning sent messages back to both her father and Gu Wenjing, telling them that she was fine, and happily went out to walk the dog.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and she and the dog don't like to go out anymore.

After walking the dog, Wen Xi and Lin Yue came.

Sang Ning looked at the two, "What's going on online now?"

"Don't care about the Internet for now." Wen Xi said: "I'll let the people in the company watch. If the other party dares to splash dirty water on you again, we will expose the video in the box."

Sang Ning was taken aback, "Is there surveillance in the box?"

"Yes." Wen Xi said: "But you also know that the clubhouse where we ate yesterday is high-level, and the boss usually won't release the surveillance video."

Hearing this, Sang Ning felt that her words were a bit contradictory.

"Then why did he give it to us?"

Wen Xi paused and glanced at her, "I contacted a friend in advance, and he has a personal relationship with the boss."

Sang Ning nodded, expressing understanding.

Wen Xi coughed, "That's not the point." She looked at Sang Ning, "I'll put on your makeup first, did you forget that there is a magazine shoot today?"

She looked at Sang Ning's state at the moment, "The dark circles under her eyes are a bit serious."

Sang Ning struggled, "I actually went to bed early last night."

Wen Xi glanced at her, "Pack up and go out."

"Yeah." Sang Ning didn't struggle, "What's the situation with Mr. Liu now?"

Wen Xi: "I don't know for now. But don't worry, he won't be able to make trouble."

Sang Ning: "OK."

After changing her clothes, when Sang Ning was about to go out with Wen Xi and the others, the cat suddenly barked. It rubbed around Sang Ning's calf, looking pitiful.

Sang Ning and it looked at each other for three seconds, then looked at Wen Xi: "Can I take it with me?"

Dogs love to run outside.

Due to the strong wind in the morning and evening recently, they spent a little less time walking outside alone with a dog than before. But noon temperature, dogs will love it.

Wen Xi frowned, "Take it if you want."

Sang Ning smiled happily, and asked Lin Yue to put the dog on the leash, and took the dog to the magazine shooting location.

Today's shots are all exteriors.

When Sang Ning and his party arrived, the staff of the magazine had already arrived.

After putting on makeup and changing clothes, and taking a few photos, the director of the magazine and the photographer came to look for Sang Ning.

The director of the magazine was playing with the golden retriever while talking to Sang Ning, "When did you get a dog, Ning Ning?"

Sang Ning explained: "I took care of my friends."

The director pondered for a while and looked at her: "It looks very good, do you want to take a group with it?"

Sang Ning: "What?"

The director smiled: "You are very relaxed when you are with the dog. Naturally, I think it would be very good to take a group of photos with a sense of life."

Sang Ning frowned, "But this is not my dog."

The director raised his eyebrows, "Then you ask a friend?"

Sang Ning wanted to refuse decisively, but when he saw the cat, he was selfishly greedy.

It has to be said that she was moved by the director's proposal.

Looking at Wen Xi for a few seconds, Sang Ning whispered, "I have to ask my friend."

Director: "OK."

Looking at the time, Sang Ning calculated that when it was twelve o'clock in China, Pei Xilin's city should have arrived at six o'clock in the morning.

She hesitated and sent him a message.

She wasn't sure if Pei Xilin was awake.

To Sang Ning's surprise, within two minutes, Pei Xilin sent her a message back.

Pei Xilin: "What's wrong?"

Sang Ning explained it to him seriously, and by the way, said that she wanted to take a group of magazine photos with the cat, and asked him for his opinion.

After the message was sent, Sang Ning watched nervously as the other party above the chat interface was typing a few words.

She was afraid that Pei Xilin would refuse, but she was also worried that he would say something that she couldn't understand.

Half a minute later, she received a new message from him on WeChat.

Pei Xilin: "It turns out that being a dog is so good."

Sang Ning: "..."

The author has something to say:

Pei: I will also be a dog in my next life.