Hidden Assassin

Sitting in Zheng Zepei's room, listening to what he said, Fang Yusi was really puzzled.

I followed Zheng Zepei all the way to Jianghai, and asked the mysterious songwriter to help write songs. Originally, after Zheng Zepei's communication, the other party is said to have agreed. However, it seems that after hearing her name, there was a sudden change of words, and even made a vague gesture of wanting to kill her, which is really hard to understand.

"Recall carefully, have you offended anyone in the past two weeks since you came to Jianghai? Most importantly, did you do anything disrespectful when you went to Bluebird last Saturday."

"What's your disrespect..." Fang Yusi frowned, "There were too many people in the bar last week, and I went a little late, the concept band had finished singing and went backstage, I didn't see them at all, Zheng Teacher, I think... it's better to tell me his identity, so I can be sure..."

"No." Zheng Zepei smiled apologetically, "I promised him before that I would not tell anyone his identity, let alone he treats you now... well, you said you didn't see him last week, or at the front desk, So you went backstage?"

"Of course I wanted to go backstage, but..." Fang Yusi shook his head, "There is no accommodation at all, even if I reveal my identity, I am not allowed to enter at all. I heard that the wine was covered by the underworld...Of course, you also know , I’m not in a good mood these days, maybe I said a word or two for him to hear, but I didn’t say anything excessive, really.”

Seeing Zheng Zepei closing his eyes and meditating, Fang Yusi said: "Mr. Zheng, can you really not reveal anything? If... If it is really that I did something excessive unintentionally, I think I can go over and apologize."

Her tone was sincere, but Zheng Zepei still shook his head: "This is what Huang Lao and I agreed together. Well, in this way, today is already Friday, and tomorrow is Saturday. The concept will start singing. You should go early. I hope to have the opportunity to make it clear, what do you think?"

"...Mmm." After letting out a breath, Fang Yusi nodded, said a few more words, and asked unwillingly when he was about to leave: "Mr. Zheng, is that person...is he really that powerful?"

Zheng Zepei smiled lightly: "You actually already know the answer. The songs "Dongfeng Po" and "Jiangnan" he wrote have been released, and you should see the response. Moreover, after Mr. Huang had contact with him once, I once Suggesting Mr. Huang to accept him as an apprentice, regardless of what the other party means, but Mr. Huang admits that he has no such ability. According to the songs he sang in Blue Bird Wine these days, as long as they are packaged properly, each song is enough to make a newcomer popular , such a songwriter, to be honest... I haven’t seen it before.”

Fang Yusi bit her lower lip, and then walked out of the room with a somewhat lonely expression. His gaze stayed on the back for a while, and Zheng Zepei looked away. Although this woman has the problem of worshiping money, no one in the entertainment industry is like that. Relatively speaking, she is well-rounded, and she will not make enemies easily on weekdays, but... The performance of the Sacred Heart Academy was performed by herself on her behalf. It was originally because Gu Jiaming was also in the Sacred Heart Academy, but if it was because of this that she inadvertently did something out of line, it can only be said to be She wasn't restrained enough.

Walking out of the room, Fang Yusi said hello to Zhang Jingfeng who was coming towards him while recalling the events of these days. These days I have been living in Zhang Jingfeng's villa, and I usually come and go to various banquets and parties, and I know the rich businessmen and celebrities in Jianghai City. I have only been to Sacred Heart College three times, and I don't think much about Lingjing for a while. things.

To be honest, every time I went to Sacred Heart Academy, the scene of Zhang Jingfeng and Dongfang Lu taking turns in front of Lingjing made her feel left out, but it was not a big deal after all. I was in a bad mood that day, so I just found an excuse to say that Lingjing Dancing is still not good, after saying it, it has been forgotten and ignored, and now it is really difficult to link the girl who admires her so much with the concept band, so even if she racks her brains, it is really difficult for her to be sure. Where did I offend someone who shouldn't be offended.

Back in the room, it was already evening, she didn't turn on the light, she took a bottle of red wine and drank by herself in the dark, after a while, she just picked up the phone handset beside the bed, hesitated a few times, and finally dialed the phone.

"Hey, Ming, it's me...don't hang up, I want to talk, okay? We... we've been together for so many years... I haven't done it! Don't you understand what the showbiz is like? This People's scandals, that person's scandals are what they say, you know... I don't want to be poor anymore, I've been afraid since I was a child, I'm afraid... I don't feel safe, you know!"

"...Of course, of course I know that I am already very rich if I quit now, but how much I have paid to get to this point, my whole life has been put here, how can you let me easily deny all of this ...Amin, there are not many people who can be as indifferent as you, and I want more...Since those fat-headed guys can have it, why can't I, I work so hard, I am more qualified than them... No, I don't want to quit...I won't quit...Aside from being husband and wife, can't we be friends..."

There was a hang up sound from the phone, and after a while, Fang Yusi slammed the microphone back to its original place, drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, and a blush flashed on her beautiful cheeks.

"Is it just a songwriter? Can talent be eaten... What kind of concept band... are all bastards..."

In the darkness, there was a slightly choked whisper.

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Walking out of the hotel's built-in wine, staggering through the long corridor, you can see the fascinating outline of the neon city. The time is eight forty in the evening.

I came here originally to participate in a large auction at Huajing Hotel, but when I arrived, because I was in a bad mood, I got into the wine and drank for more than half an hour. Although people in the performing arts circle can be regarded as able to drink, her alcohol capacity is not particularly outstanding. Now that she comes out staggeringly, she feels that the surrounding world is spinning, and all kinds of lights are mixed into a strange atmosphere around her, just like performing arts. Circle feels.

Walking into the white and bright bathroom, she lowered the hat on her head that was used to cover her head, and then leaned on the sink to vomit. .

Just as she was vomiting, someone came to her side, patted her back with her hand, and took off her hat with the other hand. Some worried that this person would recognize who she was, but Xuan felt The dress in front of her is too different from usual, she probably looks like a crazy woman after a broken love. Afterwards, a concerned female voice sounded beside her: "Miss, are you okay?" Although it was in Chinese, it had an American accent, which seemed to be a foreign woman.

"Wow...no, nothing...wow...ha...ha...thank you..."

Panting hard, he glanced at the figure beside him. This woman seems to be about twenty-seven or eight years old. She wears a gorgeous and noble dress and has an extremely graceful figure. It is a kind of devilish grace that only Western women can possess. Although she looks young, her temperament is already mature. A very mature aesthetic. But the smile carried a gentleness that could comfort people's hearts. If it were placed in Japan, this woman would definitely be an excellent spokesperson for the term "mature woman".

Maybe someone took care of his mistress... Fang Yusi thought maliciously. Selfishly speaking, she hates any woman who is prettier than her.

After the first wave of vomiting, retching came one after another. Suddenly, a clear female voice came from the cubicle on one side: "I'm so bored, so bored..." Although it was in English, But Fang Yusi could also understand. Obviously, the foreign girl who spoke had a perfect voice—she also hated anyone with a better voice than her. Hope she breaks due to improper maintenance during the voice change period!

"Heidi, what's the matter?" The woman beside her said in English with a smile.

"I hate Jiaming, who is dead. He said he would come to play with me, and let me go!" The word "Jiaming" flashed in Fang Yusi's mind, and then fell into the black hole of memory and disappeared invisible.

"Jiaming called. He just has something to come later."

"Then what should I do when I go to bed when he comes over? He used to be like this three years ago. People waited for him until very late every night. When you woke up the next day, you said he had come, but I didn't see him." Him! I hate him!"

"Jia Ming likes girls with a gentle personality. If you are like this, Heidi, be careful that he doesn't like you anymore."

"snort……"

The little girl inside snorted angrily, and Fang Yusi secretly thought she was a fool, and applied cold water to her face, then thanked her, and stumbled out of the bathroom. After vomiting, I felt a lot more comfortable, but my body was even weaker. When I walked to the corner of the passage, I was hit by someone, and when I was about to fall to the ground, I was immediately hugged by that person: "Sorry, miss, are you okay? "It's a man with an American accent.

Opening his eyes, he saw a very attractive man in front of him, not middle-aged, probably in his thirties, just at the stage when a person is full of vigor and vitality. After looking at this man for a while, Fang Yusi grinned: "Well, it's okay, it's okay..."

"It seems that your condition is not very good. Where do you live? Do you need me to take you back to your room?"

"Go back to the room? Hehe..." Fang Yusi smiled and shook her head, "No, I...I'm going to the auction, can you take me there?"

"Auction? I just want to go too..." The man smiled, but he hesitated a little. He glanced in the direction of the bathroom, then nodded and said, "Well, let's go there then."

Putting Fang Yusi's hand on her shoulder and wrapping around her waist, the two walked towards the auction together. On the way, Fang Yusi asked, "My surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Yusi. What about you?"

"Joseph." The man beside him answered briefly and calmly, "Joseph Salier."