romantic accident

Chapter 42

Zheng Yuzhang was going to attend a private dinner the next day. An Mingzhi hadn't attended with him for a long time, so he gave An Mingzhi an invitation letter by the way.

"You come with me tonight."

An Mingzhi was looking at his mobile phone, and he spent almost all his time on his mobile phone this day. Because he was too unclear about his own popularity, Xiang Xue asked him to check Weibo more and read the headlines. There are a lot of new things, and some of the popular newcomers An Mingzhi also need to recognize their faces, so as not to be unrecognizable when they meet each other one day.

One is that if the other party knows him, but he doesn't know the other party, so as to avoid embarrassing situations; the other is that now that the media is staring at An Mingzhi and thinking about making big news every day, it is better to be cautious at this moment.

He glanced at the invitation letter. He had only heard of the inviter's name, but had never seen it before. He was also a prominent figure in the business world.

An Mingzhi put the invitation back on the table, hesitated and said, "I won't go."

"It's non-public, there's no media, and the invited people are very conscious, and no one will gossip." Zheng Yuzhang said.

This kind of private dinner is just an occasion to show off your selfish desires and show off. Even if you don't know each other, you can still boast a few words.As for who is related to whom, no one cares, and smart people don't ask too much.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't often participate in this kind of social interaction, and he was even a little disgusted in his heart, but this time the inviter was a big client of his, so he had to give face.

The relationship between each other on this occasion is very messy, so he wanted to take An Mingzhi there, at least not by himself.If he goes by himself without even bringing anyone with him, then no one may give him someone to come over.

"You haven't been with me for a long time, just this time, okay?" Zheng Yuzhang said.

An Mingzhi was leaning on the sofa, he was a little tired, maybe it was because he had something on his mind during this time, he felt very tired every day, today he wanted to rest early, and the dinner party will not end until eleven o'clock.

So he said: "Yuzhang, I'm a little tired today, I don't really want to go."

An Mingzhi knew very little about Zheng Yuzhang's work, let alone his friends and clients. An Mingzhi knew none of them.He doesn't like this kind of social occasion very much. He has to face many people he doesn't know at all, laughing, and drinking a lot of wine with him. Even if Zheng Yuzhang will help him block it sometimes, he doesn't like it.

That's why he doesn't participate in many activities.

In the past, he would definitely have accompanied Zheng Yuzhang. In fact, he had attended many similar events with him before, but now he no longer has the energy to socialize.

Zheng Yuzhang didn't force him any more, feeling indescribably disappointed.The disappointment in his chest was about to accumulate into anger, and it would explode if it accumulated any more.

But he still tried his best to stabilize himself, and let An Mingzhi help him choose a suit, tie a tie, and send him out.

Before leaving, An Mingzhi smiled at him through the car window: "Please drink less."

Zheng Yuzhang said he knew.

It was said to be a dinner party, but it was not organized properly. There were many and mixed people invited, and the venue was set on the top floor of a hotel with a swimming pool. It was not much different from a party.The people coming and going were drinking wine, a group of models were playing wet body fights in the swimming pool, melodious but untimely piano music was playing, almost everyone was accompanied, only Zheng Yuzhang was walking around with a glass of champagne, neither standing nor sitting.

He met a few acquaintances and chatted for a while, then turned around and met the host of the dinner, Wang Yang.

"Mr. Zheng didn't bring anyone here?" Wang Yang had a smile on his face, but gave off a vicious look.

He pointed in the direction of the swimming pool: "See, those piles are all invited by me to have fun with everyone, and you can choose."

Zheng Yuzhang smiled, but said nothing.He knew Wang Yang too well. Wang Yang spent some time in Hong Kong in his early years. He was very business-minded, but he was cunning and lustful.

"Why? Boss Zheng doesn't like it?" Seeing that he was unmoved, Wang Yang went on to say, "Haha, sure enough, your vision is high, and I secretly tell you that there is another one over there. I will keep it for myself overnight and send it away." How are you?"

Zheng Yuzhang knew that he would do this, so he didn't give him much face: "No need, Mr. Wang can keep it for himself."

He was in a bad mood, and the words "stay away from me" were all on his face.

Wang Yang is not stupid, so he can see it naturally: "Not in a good mood? Then you have to find some fun for yourself!"

Zheng Yuzhang didn't want to talk to him, so he found a reason to get away. Wang Yang was a big client of his, and he didn't want to offend him, but he couldn't afford to offend him.

He had just escaped here, and before he could find a quiet place, he ran into a familiar person again.

He is a director, surnamed Liu, not well-known. Zheng Yuzhang has met him a few times, but he is not very familiar.

The two greeted each other, and Director Liu took the initiative to introduce him to the person around him, a boy who looked to be in his early twenties: "Lin Yi, this is Zheng Yuzhang, President Zheng."

The boy named Lin Yi looked up at Zheng Yuzhang timidly: "Hello, Mr. Zheng."

He habitually extended his right hand to shake hands.

Zheng Yuzhang was not very interested in him, so he nodded politely.Lin Yi withdrew his hand in embarrassment and disappointment.

Director Liu said something to others, didn't pay attention to this scene, and then said to Zheng Yuzhang: "This is Lin Yi, the child is quite aura, and I fell in love with him immediately."

Zheng Yuzhang knew his intentions, and there were many directors and managers present, all of whom took the opportunity to introduce themselves and seek investment.

In the world of capital, no action is aimless.Director Liu introduced Lin Yi to him because he wanted Zheng Yuzhang to vote in his next play, and Lin Yi was just a small gift to curry favor with him.

Zheng Yuzhang took a look at Lin Yi, guessing that he hadn't filmed a few movies yet and was inexperienced, so that he was very nervous when facing himself, and his eyes were full of timidity.

Lin Yi also looked up at him secretly.

The one surnamed Liu hinted at him: "Does Mr. Zheng like it?"

Zheng Yuzhang felt a little annoyed, he should have brought An Mingzhi here today.Even if it's not An Mingzhi, it's better to find a female companion, so as not to be entangled.

It's not easy to find a reason to get out, so Zheng Yuzhang chatted with Lin Yi casually.

"You studied acting?"

"Yes."

"Performing..." Zheng Yuzhang read it silently and asked, "Which school did you graduate from?"

Lin Yidao: "School of Drama, but I haven't graduated yet, I'm in my sophomore year..."

It was the same school as An Mingzhi, and An Mingzhi was also at the same age at that time, which made people feel emotional for a while.

Zheng Yuzhang thought about it, moved his mind, and asked him: "How many movies have you filmed?"

Lin Yi was a lot shorter than him, so he didn't dare to look up at him, only dared to take a peek at him: "It's not long since I signed with the company, and now there are two."

"Like acting?"

"Ah."

"Why?" An knew that he also liked acting, but he never knew why.

Lin Yi said: "This... I can't tell, maybe I just want to experience a different life."

Zheng Yuzhang nodded thoughtfully.So maybe An Mingzhi just wanted to experience a different life?

Wang Yang was walking this way again, Zheng Yuzhang glanced at the phone, and said to Lin Yi: "I opened a room at 2113, and I will be back in 10 minutes."

Lin Yi said "Okay" bluntly, Zheng Yuzhang had already left, and he blushed nervously.

An Mingzhi went to bed early, and woke up again at eleven o'clock. The wall lamp was on, illuminating his cheeks softly and lazily.

Even though he felt very tired, he actually didn't sleep soundly. It may be because he left a light on, or it may be that Zheng Yuzhang hasn't come back yet, so he couldn't sleep well.

He took out his mobile phone and called Zheng Yuzhang, who answered it quickly.

An Mingzhi's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had caught a cold: "Is it over? Do you need a driver to pick you up?"

When Zheng Yuzhang left, he drove there by himself. An Ming knew that he would definitely drink on such an occasion, so he couldn't drive anymore.

There was silence for a moment, and a strange boy's voice sounded: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng is taking a bath."

An Mingzhi was stunned for a few seconds, completely relieved of sleepiness.

Seeing that he did not speak, the boy over there asked him, "Do you want him to answer the phone?"

An Ming knew that it was a bit cold suddenly, he obviously closed the windows tightly, and the temperature of the air conditioner was not low.He had no choice but to wrap himself in the quilt and said, "No need."

The other side was still persistent: "Then let him go back to you later."

An Mingzhi said "no need" again.

He hung up the phone, turned off the lights, and put himself in the darkness, which was so thick that he was about to suffocate.

For so many years, he has never known whether Zheng Yuzhang really has other people outside, because he has no evidence, Zheng Yuzhang is cautious and never gives him a chance to seize the evidence.In the past eight years, Zheng Yuzhang seldom did not go home, and he never smelled of other people, not even hair, let alone let the people around him listen to the phone.

An Mingzhi once thought that he would never have a chance to seize these evidences, and he was even glad that he had no chance, maybe this way he would never find a reason to leave.

But on such a night, just now, the illusion he had worked so hard for was finally shattered.