Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

"Why is it raining?"

Cheng Youran got out of the car, Fang Liuyun took the contract and walked towards Meng, who was surrounded by the crowd. Another assistant, Xiao Su, opened the umbrella for her.

The set was set in an abandoned foreigner street, and the seal was pulled up around the set, and fans were waiting outside the seal in raincoats.

Most of them are Yan Junze's fans. They called her name crazily with a support card. To her surprise, she also has fans.

Although there are only four or five, their bodies are soaked by rain, with their hair hanging down on their foreheads, but they are carefully guarding her cheer cards and photos.

"Are there any markers?"

Cheng Youran asked Xiang Xiaosu.

"have!"

Xiao Su hurriedly replied, taking out the black marker from the backpack, Cheng Youran took the pen and walked to her fans.

A few young students blushed with excitement when they saw Cheng Youran coming, calling her name helplessly.

"Can I sign you guys?"

Cheng Youran made a joke.

"Ok, Ok!"

"Can you take a photo?"

"Quickly pinch me, am I dreaming?"

Yan Junze's fans cast their eyes on them, and they inevitably brought their envy. This is the advantage of fewer fans. Yan Junze has too many fans, signing one by one, and I am afraid that his hands will be broken.

"Why don't you have raincoats?"

Cheng Youran took a photo with them and suddenly asked.

"The director said no, but one of our companions went to him just now, and he should be able to get the raincoat."

A young man spoke nervously.

"Which director?"

Cheng Youran turned his head and caught a glimpse of Meng Lang not far away. He was about to hold the start-up ceremony. He should have no time to deal with these trivial matters.

"A rectangular face with old-fashioned glasses." Another fan added.

"I'll go and see, Xiao Su, take them to the car to avoid the rain." Cheng Youran smiled at them, "If you catch a cold, you will be in trouble."

The eyes of a few fans were red. They were all students and couldn't afford the airfare. It took seven hours for the train to arrive at Nanwan, but when they heard Cheng Youran's care, all the exhaustion and grievances seemed to disappear. .

Cheng Youran turned to enter the set after watching them get in the car. Fang Liuyun gave the contract to Meng Lang, and Cheng Youran walked to her: "Do you remember that there was a assistant director with glasses and a rectangular face?"

"Yuan Xiaogang."

After thinking about it, Fang Liuyun called out his name and asked in a low voice: "Why, he embarrassed you?"

Yuan Xiaogang is no one else, it is Yuan Yifei's uncle. Yuan Yifei was arrested in the detention center and released only yesterday. Yuan Xiaogang must have an idea in his heart.

"A fan of mine followed him to take the raincoat. I always think he was not so kind." Cheng Youran scanned the set and didn't see Yuan Xiaogang.

"I'll call him."

Fang Liuyun raised the crew address book in Yang's hand, but when she made a call, a busy tone kept coming.

...

"Director, haven't you arrived yet?"

The set is in an abandoned foreigner's street. The front street is still bright against the light, but it gets darker as you go inside, and you can even see the steps with the help of the light of your mobile phone.

"here."

Yuan Xiaogang pointed to a dark door. He unscrupulously looked at Tian Xiaohe's figure: "Go in."

No matter how slow Tian Xiaohe was, she also reflected that Yuan Xiaogang was trying to escape. She subconsciously wanted to escape, so Yuan Xiaogang's hair was severely caught and dragged her into the door roughly.

...

"No one answered."

Fang Liuyun's tone was a bit worrying, a certain kind of speculation loomed in her heart, but it was too absurd, she couldn't believe it for a while.

"There is still a while before the departure ceremony. Let's look for it first." She chose a compromise plan.

"it is good."

Cheng Youran nodded, not finding that fan, she was uneasy.

Fang Liuyun quickly turned around and walked to the car. He took a few months to stay with the crew. This time Cheng Youran took a lot of people, including security guards, make-up artists, costume artists, assistants, and so on. There were only about 30 people, not even the crew disturb.

Soon, more than thirty people got out of the car, and even Ye Zhinan got out of the car, and the group went into the studio and looked for houses one by one.

The screams came from a red house. Cheng Youran and Xiao Su used their mobile phones and stopped when they walked to the house.

Xiao Su just graduated and hadn't experienced anything, so she panicked and asked anxiously, "Sister Youran, what should I do?"

Cheng Youran found a stick from the debris piled at the door, with a cold tone: "You send them a location, and you say that **** has been found."

After speaking, she took the stick and walked into the room.

The man with his back to her tore off the girl's T-shirt and tied her hands to her head: "Don't call me, I just rub|rub."

Rape in the crew|rape? He thought, but without being so bold, he untied his belt regretfully.

Kang Dang—

Cheng Youran used all his strength to knock the stick on Yuan Xiaogang's head, a trace of blood leaked out, and he let go of the girl painfully: "Who the hell?"

"I'm your **** grandpa!"

Cheng Youran looked at him coldly, stepped forward and hugged the shivering girl, took off his coat, put it on her, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Yuan Xiaogang cursed in a low voice, glanced at her with a bit of horror, and ran out after lifting his pants.

"Do you need me to call the police?"

After a while, Cheng Youran tentatively spoke. If it wasn't for the girl's emotions, she had called the police just now.

There were still tears on Tian Xiaohe's face. She hesitated for a while, but still shook her head: "Sister, I want to go home, can you...can you stop telling others?"

—She just wants to go home.

"it is good."

Cheng Youran said softly: "I won't tell anyone."

She respects the girl’s decision. Yuan Xiaogang is not a small character. He is a well-known deputy director in the industry. Who would believe that he will be a fan of the censorship team on the crew?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard for her to believe it.

...

"Why hasn't Cheng Youran here yet."

A middle-aged man with a big belly said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't she playing a big name? This role is not necessary for her, Li Gongzi can say, as long as the heroine is replaced by Gu Yao, he will consider investing 300 million."

That's three hundred million!

The people present were silent and looked at Meng Lang.

Meng Lang knew that this was for him. Investors have always wanted Gu Yao to be the heroine, but he has been reluctant to let go under pressure.

At this moment, Yuan Xiaogang ran up sweating profusely. He hurriedly stopped Yuan Xiaogang: "Did you see Youran?"

Cheng Youran...

Hearing this name, Yuan Xiaogang's complexion turned pale, and his heart was beating in a panic.

"Director Meng, what are you still hesitating about? After the song, Huiwen Zhou hasn't sung the theme song for the movie for ten years. This time we asked her to agree to it. What does it mean? It means that she is also very optimistic about the movie. If Cheng Youran changes Cheng Guyao..."

Hearing the words of an investor in the crowd, Yuan Xiaogang's heart that had been beating fiercely suddenly calmed down. He touched his head and immediately stained with blood on his hands. He spread his palms out to everyone and saw: "Director Meng, Cheng Youran is a lunatic!"

"I kindly reminded her that the start-up ceremony was about to begin. Everyone was waiting for her. She slowly touched up her makeup. Instead of listening, she hit me with a stick instead."

Meng Lang's face became ugly, and he said coldly, "Yuan Xiaogang, you are responsible for what you said."

"Let me take a look." An investor carefully looked at Yuan Xiaogang's injury and pointed out, "Oh, I'm really hurt. Xiaogang is usually kind. Who else will beat him?"

"I remember Cheng Youran beat Gu Yao when he walked the Cannes red carpet a few years ago. This is mania."

Cheng Youran didn't know all this. After she comforted Tian Xiaohe, she asked Xiao Su to accompany Tian Xiaohe back to Donghai City. She rushed to the starting point as soon as possible with Fang Liuyun, but she was still three minutes late.

"The Lord is coming."

"It's finally here, it's not easy, it's not easy."

Several investors said weirdly. Cheng Youran looked at Yuan Xiaogang next to him and suppressed the anger in his heart: "I'm dealing with the matter, I'm sorry for being late."

The middle-aged man with a big belly looked at Meng Lang: "You hear what she said. I don't dare to let her play the role of a big-name player like this. Either change the protagonist or we divest."

Hearing these words, Cheng Youran suddenly raised her head, and she asked word by word: "What is it? What did I do? Isn't it what Yuan Xiaogang did that I should ask?"

Yuan Xiaogang subconsciously pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and immediately retorted: "What did you say?"

Cheng Youran was silent, and she agreed that Tian Xiaohe would not tell anyone, then she would not tell anyone, no one wanted her pain to be exposed to the public, not to mention that she was still so young.

After a long time, she said: "Yuan Xiaogang, what you did yourself, know in your heart, you don't force me."

Yuan Xiaogang pretended not to understand and spread his hands.

"Well, you are the only one who understands." The producer who was close to Yuan Xiaogang smiled.

There was a hint of irony in Fang Liuyun's eyes, she could see it, they didn't want an explanation at all, but a result.

-The result of changing the heroine.

She stepped aside and dialed a call.

After several investors discussed for a while, the producer stepped forward, picked up the contract on the table and tore it in half, and bowed to Cheng Youran, "There is no need to sign the contract. It just happened that there was no seal to sign it, which will delay you. We are sorry for the time."

But his tone was not at all sorry, and he announced the result in a high-handed manner.

—Although I was prepared.

Cheng Youran's eyes were still red involuntarily, and her shoulders trembled slightly uncontrollably, but her back was still straight. She was sad now, not for herself. She just felt that she had failed many people's expectations. She was sad.

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"How long is South Bay?"

Lu Zixiao sat in the back row and asked indifferently.

"Mr. Lu, just ahead."

The off-road vehicle turned on a trail, drove for three or four minutes, and stopped. Before the car stopped, he opened the door and stepped on the ground with his long legs.

Lu Zixiao glanced at Cheng Youran in front of him, and he walked towards her.

"Sir, this is the studio. No unrelated persons are allowed to enter." The security guard immediately surrounded him.

Gao Qiao, who was following Lu Zixiao, quickly drew thousands of yuan from his wallet and spilled them into the air. The security guards swarmed forward to **** them in an instant.

Without anyone blocking her, Lu Zixiao walked to Cheng Youran's side and hugged her gently.

Cheng Youran was wrapped around her waist and fell into a familiar embrace. With a coldness stained with rain, the man's low voice came from above her head: "Sorry, I'm late."