Chapter Fifteen

  The villa is gone!

  The sports car is gone too!!

  Forget about the year-end bonus!!!!!

  Die!!!!!

  The hamster sat in the food bowl, furious and became three white eyes. It picked up a piece of grain, looked down and found it was a vegetable ring that it particularly disliked. Without hesitation, it "slapped" it against the cage wall to express its anger. This small movement would not affect Fang's agent and his new master's "heated communication". He sat on Jiang Chuan's chair, watching Jiang Chuan clumsily folding clothes, saying: "Think about it, not just fans, but also many people in the entertainment industry who have been eyeing Jian Ran - someone almost got a bargain, but unfortunately, he kicked his legs at the last minute; you also almost got a bargain, but unfortunately, Jian Ran had an accident at the last minute..."

  Jiang Chuan heard this and turned his head, giving Fang Yu a bland glance, saying: "I've never tried it with a man."

  Fang Yu: "Oh, with Yuan Zhen Ran?"

  Jiang Chuan fell silent for a moment, seemingly trying to recall what "Yuan Jinyan looked like", then he revealed a serious expression and said: "It's worth a try."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  The hamster in the cage was at a loss for what expression to put on for the time being.

  Just then, he heard Jiang Chuan add another sentence: "But he's still in a coma now, is it really okay to say that about him?"

  It wasn't until then that I realized where the discordant feeling from head to toe came from - Green Bean's eyes instantly turned into three whites, casting an angry glance at his unreliable agent. However, at this moment, he saw the agent, who was originally sitting in a chair with a sarcastic expression and shaking his legs, suddenly stop shaking his legs, and the sarcasm on his face also subsided after a brief stiffness. Then, Fang Yu put down his leg, stood up, and said expressionlessly: "It's not like he's dead, what can't be said? I'm puzzled how he could recover so quickly in just two days -"

  He said, pausing for a moment, then added with a look of distaste:

  "Then continue to torment me."

  Jiang Chuan: “......”

  Jian Ran: "......"

  The hamster squatting in the food bowl withdrew its paw that was just about to throw a second vegetable ring, listlessly throwing the unpalatable vegetable ring back into the food bowl under its feet. When it came to realize that it had been moved to tears and turned into a dog, it simply felt inexplicable.

  It's actually not inexplicable after all.

  Fang Yu has been taking care of him for so long, from a small unknown in the entertainment industry to a big star, the two are considered to have gone through thick and thin together, not biological brothers but better than biological brothers. Speaking of which, when he got into trouble, Fang Yu should also be very sad... At the hospital that time, although he knew the company's rules prohibited direct confrontation with reporters, for the sake of protecting him and his mother, he almost fought with those reporters.

  Alas.

  To put it bluntly, Fang Ge is probably just using his jokes to cover up his own sadness at this point.

  He is indeed a good guy.

  "So, while he's lying there unable to resist, I'd better seize the opportunity to say some bad things about him - when I have time, I'll teach you how to learn from him, one side scratching his feet and the other side flipping through his Weibo to mock those who scold him, it's really wonderful."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  Fart.

  Go die, Fang Dàmǒu!

  ……

  That night, Jiang Chuan was allocated a small apartment provided by the company with Fang Yu's help. The entire apartment was about 50 square meters in size, with uniform equipment, good location, convenient transportation, and decent greenery around it. Although the area was small, such an apartment was already quite rare in G City, where every inch of land was precious. Jian Ran also had a temporary residence in G City that was roughly similar, but his treatment would certainly be better - he lived in a top-floor suite with a balcony from which he could gaze out at the night view and indulge in melancholy.

  But for him, this small apartment, which is almost the same size as a toilet, can be said to be a mansion compared to where Jiang Chuan originally lived.

  It seems that he is a lucky charm, otherwise how could Jiang Chuan's life, who loves to use fake nameplates and is a small transparent person, have undergone a qualitative leap when he came?

  When Jiang Chuan casually put Jian Ran on the coffee table in his new home, the hamster in the cage ran from the third floor to the first floor with excitement, its flat face stuck to the cage looking out at the new environment. Jiang Chuan, who had been moving things around and was covered in sweat, turned around and went back into the bathroom. After watching him undress for a bit, Jian Ran, who was alone in the cage, felt like something was missing.

  After thinking seriously for ten minutes, he suddenly realized that what he lacked was called "freedom".

  A fifty-square-meter apartment is just a three-story villa that can be moved around with one palm.

  Who do you think you can bully!

  Meanwhile, as Kang Chae-on, who was unaware of the situation, began to lather soap on his body in the bathroom, a hamster in the living room, which was only a wall away, started to think about escaping.

  Jiang Chuan bought a cage that was the kind with a side-opening hamster cage, acrylic transparent cage not so breathable in winter but just right - every face of the cage was fixed by plastic screws, especially the screws on the door of the cage were not tightened very firmly, so the audience could see -

  A hamster "thumped" up the stairs, grasped a screw with its two paws and started to twist it with a "click click click" sound. After twisting for a long time, it was shocked to find that the originally loose screw had become tighter and tighter. It quickly let go of its paws, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized "Damn, I twisted it in the wrong direction!" and started to twist it again in another direction with a "click click click" sound.

  When the screw was completely loose and about to fall off, the hamster shook its round buttocks, jumped up with a "slap" sound, and slapped the screw flying - leaving half of the fixed screw parts in the cage grabbed and thrown into the small wooden house behind it, covered with cotton.

  A series of actions as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water.

  Then go "thud thud thud" down one floor and repeat the process of the third floor.

  When two screws fly away.

  The hamster stretched out a paw and carefully kicked a side-opening door with its toes.

  All I heard was a faint "crack" sound——

  As if the voice of the Goddess of Liberty had descended from heaven!

  He crouched in the cage, raised his paws and shook his belly, then slipped out of the open door - at the same time, he heard the door of Jiangchuan apartment being opened from outside, it was Fang Yu who came in with the key borrowed from the landlord downstairs. Jianran quickly closed the cage door and restored its original shape, then his paws nimbly flashed behind the decorative items on the table and hid.

  "Jiang Chuan, I've put your key on the table. After washing and cleaning up, there's still something important to deal with - if we wait until tomorrow, it'll be too late. The company just called and asked us to take a look at the situation tonight and handle your matter overnight."

  Fang Yu was talking to the bathroom while unaware of a hamster's successful escape, and took out an IPAD - quietly squatting on the slightly higher table behind him, lowering his head could see what this guy was doing...

  He knew Fang Yu was preparing to go to a portal website to see if there were any explosive revelations about this afternoon's events online.

  The fact is that, apart from those who pretend to be arrogant and pretentious, most celebrities don't really care about the rumors and gossip online, whether it's from fans or anti-fans, they are just a small part of their supporters or opponents.

  But various information on the Internet should not be underestimated.

  After all, once the horse gets out of the barn, who knows who is who. Often, there are internal staff members of those companies posting "818" (exposing secrets), talking about this and that, true and false mixed together, it's really impossible to figure out whether the person exposing the information is actually a high-ranking executive with too much to eat or just an auntie who accidentally overheard some small secret while sweeping the floor. This situation also makes various brokerage firms quite helpless.

  Compared with traditional paper media, online information is updated faster and more frequently, and is also more unbridled.

  For example, for today's afternoon events, reporters from physical newspapers may need to rush overnight to meet the deadline and report on the matter early tomorrow morning. In contrast, web editors of major portal websites only need to capture some rumors and move their fingers to directly grab the headlines - in this situation, traditional media reporters can only be faster by also revealing some rumors online first and then saying "for detailed inquiries, please watch tomorrow's morning newspaper", buying a gimmick and increasing sales volume.

  What Fang Yu wants to see is how much wind they have leaked.

  Because Jiang Chuan is a newcomer who has never shown his face, the company hasn't even figured out his image yet - this thing might affect his future image positioning, whether it's the warm man route, the overbearing president route, or the sunny and just big boy route... After figuring out the positioning, the PR script for responding to various events will be easier to write.

  At this time, Jing Yan crouched behind Fang Yu, watching him skillfully search through various Weibo and portal websites of the newspaper that had arrived at the hospital this afternoon. The revealed information was all quite ambiguous and didn't have any bias, it's just that because it was related to "Yuan Jing Yan", it also made it onto the hot search list.

  The keyword is "mysterious man who clashed with reporters in hospital room where he was being treated".

  All sorts of discussions are in full swing——

  "I want to see who is maintaining it!!!! I've already thought of admiring him without even meeting!!!!"

  "Nothing else, just one sentence: Bursting into a hospital room, journalists have no shame [bye for now]."

  "Are there any photos? Did that group of reporters enter the hospital room and fail to get a photo of that mysterious person? Shit!"

  "Burst into the ward? Still disturbing the family? I'm also drunk."

  "Seeking the identity of the mysterious person!"

  Fang Yu Dong looked left and right, but couldn't see the key point for a long time, and was anxious in the back.

  Can't wait to get my hands on an iPad and take control of it.

  Just as he was about to roll his eyes in exasperation, Fang Yu finally typed a familiar name into the search bar.

  Li Dog High

  A nervous heart suddenly drops to the ground.

  Then it suddenly hung up again.

  "Lǐ Gǒu Hāi" is someone that Jing Yan and Fang Yu always pay attention to, compared to the lively entertainment gossip people on portal websites, this mysterious guy is very low-key, with not many fans, only around a few million, each Weibo post has tens of forwards and hundreds of comments. Compared to other marketing accounts, this one never advertises, his language is sharp, sometimes he stops at the right point, doesn't offend people, and won't make his words too smooth, in short, within the scope of being able to reveal gossip, he leaves himself a little room for retreat after being exposed.

  He posts an interactive Weibo every night at 8 o'clock and selects a few questions from the comments to answer.

  The key is that the information he provided was basically ninety percent true.

  Tonight, under his interactive Weibo post, the thousands of comments that broke through the sky were quietly looked at by Fang Yu, who unexpectedly found that those comments were almost uniformly asking "Who is the mysterious person in Yuan Jinyan's hospital room".

  But in sharp contrast to the people's unprecedented unity tonight, Li Doggy posted two Weibo posts in a row:

  The first one is: Dear babies, how are you so gossipy?

  A bunch of gossipers lined up and replied: 2333333333 What's the point of not gossiping?

  Secondly, don't ask anymore. The one in the ward today is a newcomer, a Chinese-German mixed-race person with an otherworldly face. He just returned to China recently and used to be a professional stunt double abroad. That's all. You'll see him soon, can't say anything more [bye for now].

  The second Weibo post has been forwarded over 10,000 times.

  The comments section was flooded with questions, but Li Doguai remained tight-lipped, just as he said "can't say anymore". There were no ambiguous or suggestive responses to the speculations, and after posting two Weibo posts, he completely went silent.

  This situation is really rarely seen.

  It's rare for Li Doguai to avoid talking about something he knows so obviously.

  Jin Ran and Fang Yu both fell silent, and just then, Jiang Chuan finally came out of the bathroom after finishing his shower. He looked up to see the agent sitting on the sofa, with the hamster perched beside him, staring intently at him.

  Jiang Chuan: “......”

  Jiang Chuan: "Ah Fei, how did you end up running out here?"

  Jiang Chuan: "Mr Fang, my hamster has escaped! Are you still playing with your iPad?"

  Jiang Chuan threw open the towel, walked over quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hamster that had just escaped from prison in his palm. The latter squeezed his palm and patted his hand with its small paws: Let go!

  Jiang Chuan didn't let go naturally, stretched out a finger and poked the hamster's head: "Don't struggle, don't move."

  The overbearing president style has emerged.

  The hamster eating this set didn't move anymore.

  At the same time, he heard Fang Yu ask behind Jiang Chuan: "Jiang Chuan, there is someone here exposing you, saying that you used to be a stunt double?"

  The figure of Zheng Wanwa, who was studying the cage with two missing screws, paused and turned back, seemingly quite surprised to glance at Fang Yu.

  "Really?" Fang Yu asked again.

  Jiang Chuan thought for a moment, and on that face which rarely showed any expression, a subtle one suddenly appeared.

  "Your media is quite powerful, isn't it?"

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