I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 583 581. Send you away

In fact, sometimes life is like playing chess.

A mediocre person takes one step at a time, and a wise man takes one step at a time, but his mind may already be three or five steps behind.

To be honest, everything about Wang Sicong happened in just one night.

Even the authenticity has not yet been determined.

Unfortunately, it was also on this night that someone worked hard on this matter, just to get their friend out of this whirlpool.

Both Yang Mi and Xu Xin had made enough predictions.

Anticipate various situations that may arise, and then based on these situations, find a way out before it is too late to make amends.

The targets they are targeting are not those who don't take it too seriously to watch the excitement. They not only watch, but also like to add insult to injury and make sarcastic remarks.

That kind of person is out of their consideration.

What the couple considers is to let those who have just learned the news, or who can maintain a neutral and objective attitude... let them understand that although this incident happened to Wang Sicong, he is also a victim.

That's enough.

The media relations that have been cultivated for many years began to work hard at this moment.

Trust relationships and promises.

In the entertainment industry, we are not afraid of you owing favors.

I'm afraid you don't even have the value of owing a favor.

Therefore, after Yang Mi opened her mouth, these familiar media gave her face.

On the one hand, it was asking people to stay up late to work on the manuscript, but on the other hand, everyone was also muttering in their hearts.

Regardless of how good the friendships between these people are.

As long as this matter can be handled perfectly... it can help Wanda's eldest son save his face.

From now on, won't these two couples really go sideways in terms of movie theaters?

Tsk…

I don’t know how many people looked at this surprisingly consistent draft of the core purpose on the Internet and muttered secretly in their hearts.

And the couple didn't care what everyone thought.

In other words, whatever love thinks, then think so.

What matters is that things get done.

This matter was also the last thing the two of them could contribute to.

What to do with the rest is beyond our control.

And the two of them didn't even send a text message or call Wang Sicong to explain...

No need.

Give him some time.

At this time...the only one he can rely on is himself.

…

So, the next couple started to take wedding photos.

Although he was pressed for time, Xu Xin, who had something on his mind, was able to suppress the feeling of social fear for the time being.

Montreal's old port.

At sunset on that arch bridge, the setting sun can just pass through the arched outline under the arch bridge and shine the sunlight on the lovers on the bridge.

The photographer stood on the rented boat, his lens facing the light.

The couple turned into dim silhouettes under the setting sun.

Some are just beautiful women with flying dresses.

The two kissed and touched their heads.

Let the photographer capture their loving silhouettes without restraint.

The two of them talked about endless love words intimately on the arch bridge.

"elder brother."

"Um?"

"I will love you until I close my eyes."

"...That won't work, I have to leave first."

"Bah! So beautiful! You go first and leave me alone as a widow? Just think of good things!"

"You can go square dancing with the old man then."

"Thank you, I'd better leave first. Then you can find a few more old ladies..."

"hey-hey……"

"Hehehe~"

No need to pose.

Under the most natural expression of true feelings at this moment, each picture is a masterpiece that represents eternal love.

The sun sets little by little.

The light of heaven and earth dims little by little.

A fiery red.

…

The Earth is round.

Where there is sunset, there is sunrise.

The current solar term in China is autumn, and the sunrise is not as long as in summer.

But when the sky was dark, Wang Sicong still opened his eyes.

At first I was woken up by peeing.

After all, Wang Xiaoben cried and fell asleep in his arms last night.

He has a constitution that requires him to go to the toilet before going to bed, but last night his girlfriend hugged him too tightly and he couldn't get away for a while.

And when he walked out of the bathroom, he looked outside the window that he had forgotten to cover the curtains last night. The dawn was breaking and the sky was white, and he suddenly didn't want to sleep.

In fact, he didn't sleep well that night.

In a trance, it felt like I was back in elementary school, the mentality of elementary school students facing the final exam.

The uneasy feeling and the "fear" that I hope the next day will never come are always lingering in my heart.

Although he would never admit this anxiety to others.

Even to his best friend, he would not admit that he was scared.

But the actual situation is... After being persuaded by Dami and calming down, he did regret his behavior.

I regret posting that Weibo post.

I also hope that no one will take a screenshot and start another round of discussion.

Let this matter...let it pass.

He didn't want to see Wang Xiaoben's tears anymore.

But after the night passed, and after his brain determined that it was a "new day," the curiosity in his heart could not be suppressed.

He wanted to see if the situation on the Internet had calmed down.

Like a groundhog after a storm subsides, it can't wait to poke its head out of its nest to observe what's going on outside.

So, he thought for a while, turned around silently, opened the door gently and walked out.

In the corridor on the second floor of the villa, the lights were left on all night.

The light was a bit dazzling when it hit my eyes.

He half-closed his eyes, rubbed his mouth that was uncomfortable because he didn't brush his teeth last night, and walked directly to the room where he kept his computer.

The computer didn't shut down either.

Just a black screen.

Sitting in front of the computer, he pressed the space bar and while waiting for the screen to light up, he unscrewed the thermos cup.

The water in the cup still remains warm.

After taking a sip and gargling his mouth, he looked at his Weibo with some discomfort, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Then suddenly I realized something...

What should I do?

Weibo has been deleted.

Go to Tianya to see it?

Tianya... Otherwise, it's better not to log in.

Let this matter be completely forgotten.

I...check Weibo first.

"Dong dong dong..."

After deciding what he wanted to do first, his heart suddenly started beating faster.

That uneasy feeling came out of my heart again.

Then……

He refreshed the Weibo interface.

His last Weibo post, which was a night view photo posted half a month ago, originally only had more than 300 comments... but this night it suddenly became more than 5,000 comments.

"..."

Instantly, when he saw this number, his heart felt like he was suddenly hit...

A sudden jerk!

Staring at this string of numbers, he subconsciously touched the cigarette box with his left hand.

After taking the cigarette case, he released the mouse with his right hand in a daze and pulled out a cigarette from it.

"Hiss...hoo."

The smell of cigarettes slightly stabilized his frightened mood.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he clicked on the comment.

The first one that catches the eye is also the one with the most likes and replies:

"I'm from Sohu. I didn't follow you originally, but after seeing what happened to you, I can only say: I respect you as a man. It's a pity that I met a trash girl."

There are more than 300 messages for this comment.

The second article is:

"It's rare to meet a rich second generation who doesn't have any bad habits. I don't have any bad feelings towards you. On the contrary, I think you are living a real life. Come on, don't care what others say, I support you."

Article 3:

"Why do you keep a woman like this? Let's break up now."

"The second generation of rich people are worse than ordinary people. They want to find true love, and it's not easy to find a girl who doesn't go after their money. [Poor]"

"Bro, be strong, you are doing nothing wrong with this. Ignore those trolls."

One by one, after Wang Sicong glanced at it, although his mood became more stable, he began to have doubts.

this……

What happened?

Shouldn't the main point of conflict in this matter be the map cannon I fired?

Why do so many people come to comfort me?

And Wang Xiaoben... why has he become trash in their mouths again?

The early morning tiredness and cigarettes made him feel far less excited than yesterday. Coupled with this kind of heartwarming message... this moment directly aroused his doubts.

At this moment, he didn't even care about the "oath" he just made, and he directly opened the Tianya Forum.

I didn’t even go to the irrigation section. I directly locked a topic post in the hot post ranking list:

"Wang Ying related--I am not short of money as a scapegoat, let me tell you"

The number of views...one hundred thousand...nine hundred and forty thousand?

Reply: 6432

? ? ? ?

For a moment, Wang Sicong was stunned.

He clicked directly.

Then……

When I saw a photo of my girlfriend kissing a person with a cartoon mosaic covering his face...

Wang Sicong's hand shook... and the ash fell directly on the CHERRY3494 red-axis mechanical keyboard.

Then, the only sounds left in the room were the sounds of breathing and mouse clicks.

A cigarette burned out, and immediately there was the sound of a lighter lighting up.

Time passes minute by minute.

The early morning sunshine of September 28 broke through the clouds and hit the window on his side and rear.

On the browser in front of him, in addition to Weibo and Tianya, there are also tabs for Sohu, Sina, NetEase and other websites.

The tab bar is densely packed with at least thirty or forty tabs.

Where is Wang Sicong?

Glazed eyes.

Eye sockets are sunken.

The light from the computer screen illuminated his unwashed face that night, and the oil stains on the T-zone appeared colorful.

At first glance, it looks like staying up all night at an Internet cafe.

He just sat there blankly...

The last web page that the browser landed on was the screenshot of the forum that was rushed to public relations last night and claimed to be Wang Ying's ex-boyfriend from college.

Until Guo Ping and the nanny downstairs woke up at the same time.

As usual, Guo Ping came up to see if Wang Sicong was up, and then asked what plans he had for today.

She was used to seeing her bedroom closed.

Under normal circumstances, Brother Cong's most normal routine is to wake up after nine in the morning.

She can take this time to help her aunt clean Brother Cong's computer room.

Since my aunt accidentally broke a network cable while cleaning the house last time, this job has fallen to her.

After going upstairs, Guo Ping smelled the smell of smoke in the corridor, and wondered how much Cong had smoked yesterday... but the smell hadn't dissipated yet.

Just when she was about to quickly open the windows to disperse the smell...she looked at Wang Sicong sitting blankly in front of the computer and was instantly confused.

"...Brother Cong?"

"..."

Hearing this voice, Wang Sicong finally came to his senses.

He felt that his neck was numb, and his dull eyes saw it was Guo Ping...

Only then did a smile appear on his face that was uglier than crying.

Full of self-deprecation:

"Morning...apple."

"Are you... okay?"

Guo Ping noticed that something was wrong with him.

Came in quickly.

But in just a few steps, Wang Sicong directly closed the web page.

Then I looked at the time on my computer.

7:42.

It's almost time for Wang Xiaoben to wake up.

The moment he realized this, he instinctively left his seat and stood up.

But just about to take a step...

Suddenly his footsteps stopped.

"apple."

"……ah?"

"I'm going back to the Peninsula Hotel. You... don't have to follow me, just stay here. Then wait a while... she wakes up... you go and clean my room. Collect everything that needs to be collected..."

Having said this, he paused and said:

"For example, watches and other things are kept in the safe."

"good."

Guo Ping, who didn't know what was going on, subconsciously nodded in agreement, and then asked:

"Then when should I go find you?"

"...You don't have to look for me for the time being. Just stay here...just wait for news from me. Clean up my room."

"OK."

"Well, my phone was turned off immediately. If anyone comes to me, just say you don't know where I am...except for a few of them, everyone else who comes to me will say they don't know."

"good."

Keeping all Wang Sicong's instructions in mind, Guo Ping nodded.

Then... Wang Sicong left.

Wearing a pair of sports slippers and a black sportswear, he went out directly.

After watching Brother Cong leave in the computer room on the second floor, Guo Ping frowned.

His eyes fell on the computer.

She just saw clearly that Brother Cong had closed the web page.

And when I think of his shiny face but dull eyes before, he either stayed up all night playing on the computer, or he didn't sleep well last night...

Plus the smell of smoke floating in the corridor...

She estimated that Brother Cong had to sit in front of the computer for at least more than an hour.

More than an hour... Why did Brother Cong give such strange instructions?

She turned off her cell phone, not wanting anyone to look for her, and she specifically told herself to put all her valuables in a safe...

Who are you guarding against?

Nanny aunt?

Not really.

Own? ...not even that.

Only he knows the password to Brother Cong's safe... To put it bluntly, even Uncle Wang doesn't know it.

On the one hand, it reflects Brother Cong's trust in himself, and on the other hand, it is also because Brother Cong has too many account passwords and so on, and he himself cannot remember them.

But no matter what, she did know the password to the safe.

So it's definitely not to defend yourself.

That……

Brother Cong, could it be that...

"!"

The moment she realized that he might be guarding against Wang Ying, Guo Ping contacted the Tianya Forum about human flesh Wang Ying in the past two days.

"..."

Her eyes fell on the computer that was not turned off again.

If you are interested, check your browsing history.

But finally gave up.

This is not what an assistant is supposed to do.

Crossed the line.

Therefore, her reaction was more direct. After opening the window of the computer room to let out the smell, she quickly went downstairs, took out her laptop from her bedroom, went all the way up to the second floor, and sat in front of Wang Sicong's computer.

While climbing the stairs, the computer turned on.

47 seconds.

Defeated 81% of users across the country.

She opened the webpage directly.

The portal website of the web page is the NetEase entertainment section.

As an assistant, she needs to understand the trends in the entertainment industry every day.

This is something that everyone is required to do during Sister Tingting’s training.

Although NetEase Entertainment is famous for being biased, it is true that news from this website is also the fastest and most timely.

As soon as she opened the web page, she saw a piece of news:

"A detailed account of the notorious past of Wang Sicong's current girlfriend Wang Ying, a well-known second-generation rich man in China"

"..."

Guo Ping's eyes narrowed.

…

A little after 8:30.

Guo Ping heard the master bedroom door opening.

"Da Congcong?"

Apparently, Wang Ying didn't find Wang Sicong after waking up, so she came out to look for him.

Guo Ping closed all the web pages, closed the computer, got up and walked out.

When Wang Ying heard the noise, she thought Wang Sicong was here, and the two happened to face each other:

"Big...ah, apple."

"Good morning, Sister Ying"

Guo Ping looked as usual:

"Brother Cong went out early in the morning, but he didn't say where he was going."

"……ah?"

Wang Ying was stunned.

And Guo Ping said:

"Sister Ying, the aunt downstairs has already prepared the meal. You can go and eat first. I want to start cleaning up the room."

"Uh... Okay. He didn't say where he was going?"

"without."

Guo Ping shook her head, then pointed to the master bedroom:

"Then I'm going in."

"……OK."

The "normally" "well-behaved and kind" Wang Xiaoben still maintains his habits:

"Thank you, Apple."

"It's fine."

"Well, you don't need to wash the clothes there. I can just wash them."

"OK."

Guo Ping nodded and walked directly into the master bedroom.

Look around.

She went straight into the bathroom.

He pulled out a pair of rubber disposable gloves from the drawer under the dressing table and put them on his hands.

She didn't care before.

But now to pack her clothes...

She found it dirty.

Based on the tacit understanding that she and Wang Sicong had lived together for two years, Guo Ping was well aware of Brother Cong's habit of putting things away.

In less than twenty minutes, a piece of Richard Mille and a blue balloon appeared on the table of the lounge chair. Ichigo Takahashi Goro's silver jewelry, and a few cards from various restaurants or clubs.

All tidied up.

Carrying the tray with these valuables, she walked directly to the cloakroom and found the safe inside.

The safe did not require fingerprints, so she entered the password and it opened.

Guo Ping ignored the contents and put all the trays down. Just as she was about to close the door, Wang Ying's voice sounded:

"Apple...what are you doing?"

Guo Ping turned her head, glanced at her, and closed the door of the safe as if nothing had happened.

After hearing the "sizzling" sound of locking, he pulled the safe again and made sure it was locked, then shook his head.

"fine."

But Wang Ying didn’t know why, so she said:

"...Are you stealing?"

"..."

Guo Ping said nothing.

Wang Ying's height is 171cm, and her height is actually not bad either.

170.

It's just that her usual professionalism makes her not look so strong.

But after hearing these words at this moment, her eyes became narrow and narrow like a fox.

Eye level.

For the first time, he glanced at Wang Ying levelly, and then walked away without saying a word.

After leaving the master bedroom, she sat down on the lounge chair near the balcony of the master bedroom, lowered her head and started texting Wang Sicong.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Wang Ying was a little confused by the sudden change in the other party's attitude.

But after I became enlightened, I felt unhappy.

Especially seeing her sitting in her favorite seat.

"You stole something...I'm going to call the police!"

"Brother Cong, I found two watches in total in the room..."

She started making a list of what she had found.

He ignored Wang Ying at all.

As an assistant, after understanding what happened, she already understood Brother Cong's attitude towards asking her to clean up the house.

And for this kind of woman... she will naturally not look down upon her.

"Apple! What's your attitude!? You entered my room and opened the safe! What are you going to do!? Didn't you say that I really called the police!"

"Whatever."

After sending the message, Guo Ping, who was completely different from before, said calmly.

"...?"

Wang Ying was stunned.

It’s like not hearing clearly:

"What did you say?"

"I said, whatever you want."

Guo Ping repeated her words:

"But before that, Miss Wang Ying, I think you should go online and take a look. Take a look at what's happening online."

"Ding."

After finishing her words, Guo Ping glanced at her phone as Wang Ying frowned.

Wang Sicong’s reply:

"okay, I get it."

Upon seeing this, Guo Ping immediately replied:

"Then Sister Wang Ying's side..."

"Let's take her back to her rented house first. I've turned off my phone. If anything happens, leave me a message on QQ."

"OK."

Putting down her phone, she raised her head and looked at Wang Ying:

"Brother Cong said he would take you back to the house you rented. I'll help you pack your things. Let's go."

"!"

Wang Ying trembled and her face suddenly turned pale.

By the way, I received a notice today that some previous chapters need to be rectified immediately. Either the storyline needs to be changed, or some chapters need to be modified. So after I finish writing this plot, I may not update it tomorrow. Please understand.

There are quite a lot of changes... it may take a few days. I will try to be as stable as possible, and I will let you know in advance if I ask for leave.