Rich green tea dressed as cannon fodder husband and wife

Chapter 39

"Suppress it first. The two parties have gone to eat first, don't worry too much." Fu Jianyun put the coffee in Shen Yao's hand, "Add three pieces of sugar, drink something sweet."

"...Thank you." Shen Yao opened his lips and took a sip. It was so sweet that it was a bit overwhelming, but the aftertaste was very bitter. He had never drank such a bitter coffee, and his throat was a little speechless for a while.

"I know what you're worried about." Fu Jianyun sighed and said, "If you want to find out who is behind the scenes to harm them, you must start from the root cause."

Shen Yao looked at him, Fu Jianyun's eyes were inexplicably hot, and Shen Yao felt flustered for no reason, but this feeling had no reason, so he had no choice but to suppress it: "Do you have a solution?"

"Yes." Fu Jianyun stared at Shen Yao, "But if you want to go in person, do you dare?"

"...What kind of personal method?"

"I told you that someone I know in the industry is the boss of Nanchao Times. I checked the source and found that this matter was leaked by his subordinates. If we can find him, maybe we can find out who it is. I did it. As you know, no one except the crew knew about the dinner last night, and everyone thought Gao Hai was still in the hospital for concussion..."

Shen Yao endured the bitterness in his throat: "Why, I don't know the boss, can he tell me who I am when I go to him?"

Fu Jianyun nodded: "That's right, you go, and he will tell you."

Shen Yao frowned suspiciously.

"—As long as you say your name is Shen Yao."

"Why..." Shen Yao was about to ask, but he had already seen the answer from Fu Jianyun's eyes.

Because Shen Yao belongs to Fu Mingyan, his name is not important, Fu Mingyan is the "tiger".

Shen Yao clenched his fists.

"Go, or not." Fu Jianyun leaned back and pointed to the car parked by the side of the road.It was Fu Jianyun's car, obviously he came to pick up Shen Yao.

"Why don't you go?" Shen Yao asked the last question.

Fu Jianyun stood up, turning the car keys in his hand: "Because everyone knows that my uncle and I don't have a good relationship."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the car without looking back.

Shen Yao hesitated for a few seconds, stood up and followed.

Maybe it’s because the places where the paparazzi hang out are all dark, so the place to meet the head of the paparazzi is not very upscale. Their car is parked in front of a restaurant. Next door is a hair salon and a tobacco and alcohol grocery store. Upstairs are several unknown shops. There are signboards attached to the irregular small hotels, shining with various colors of light.

To be honest, Shen Yao has never been to this kind of place.

But if he had been here, he might not have gone in without hesitation today.You should know where this is just by looking at the style of this street.

The outside of the restaurant looks oily, but the inside is generally clean and tidy. The sign with yellow characters on the red background sells all kinds of cuisines, Sichuan cuisine and Hunan cuisine cold seafood chop noodles. The boss is a bald man and is very enthusiastic. He greets Shen Yao and Fu Jianyun to order. Shen Yao didn't know what to order, he only knew the names of those famous dishes, such as "rotten meat noodles", "a pot of stew", and "vegetable lumps", Shen Yao had never heard of them, and he didn't know them for a while. how to order.

On the other hand, Fu Jianyun was familiar with the road, so he directly grabbed Shen Yao, and said to the boss: "There is a private room upstairs, we are looking for someone."

"Okay! The big brother brought up the menu just now, so you guys look at it first, and call me when you're done looking at the menu."

Shen Yao was dragged up the narrow stairs by Fu Jianyun. The wooden stairs were greasy. I don't know how many years of oil stains had covered them. Adapted quickly.

It was only in such an environment that he realized that his knowledge was short. The young master has been working for so many years, and he still calls himself an "artist". He knows neither emotion nor suffering.

Shen Yao sighed, annoyed in his heart that he was naive, and also regretted that Fu Mingyan should get away earlier, so he turned the stairs and went up to the second floor.

The waitress who heard someone coming up and leaning on the armrest pinching the mobile phone hurriedly greeted him: "Are the two handsome guys with the big brother inside?"

Fu Jianyun nodded, and the waitress led them into the innermost private room.

When the waiter lifted the curtain, the first thing Shen Yao saw was a smooth, bald, middle-aged Mediterranean man wearing glasses, a suit and leather shoes, and a serious gray-green tie, which matched the tablecloth and the tablecloth in the private room. The chair covers matched - all dark green.

The middle-aged man saw Fu Jianyun first, stood up and nodded towards the King of Songs, obviously groveling and fawning.

Shen Yao followed Fu Jianyun in, and after sitting down, he found that he had stared at him several times.

The eyes are not kind, but not too much, as if they have recognized him.But it should be, Shen Yao had made such a big fuss on the Internet before, it was expected that the paparazzi knew him.

After ordering a few dishes at random, the middle-aged man ordered a bottle of white wine with ease, and smiled at the two of them slickly.

"Why did the King of Songs suddenly ask me for a small role like me today? It really scared me... Oh, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Huang Jian, just call me Lao Huang; Shen Yao, Mr. Shen, Oh, I just found out when I saw it today, the photos uploaded on the Internet are probably only [-] points, Mr. Shen himself is really [-] points.

Shen Yao smiled faintly: "My praise, Mr. Huang's business is not small, and I still want to take credit from you."

Fu Jianyun turned the glass in his hand: "Old Huang, it's okay, you know why we are here today, and you also know what we want to know, ask for a price, or ask for conditions."

Huang Jian paused for two seconds after hearing this, and laughed, "The dishes haven't been served yet, and the wine hasn't come yet, you two seem to be really anxious. I shouldn't have said that, but well, Zhumen's wine and meat stinks and the road is cold Dead bones, the two young masters don't know the suffering of us people, there are some things that people like us dare to say..."

"How much?" Shen Yao said.

"...Haha, it's not about money. Mr. Xiao Shen seems to be backed by a big tree. No matter how much money I want, it's not a drop in the bucket for you. I don't want money." Huang Jian grinned, his eyes rolled Turn like a mole.

Shen Yao frowned, the words "back against the big tree" made him very uncomfortable.

"I, I want this—" Huang Jian opened one eye and closed the other, and made a gesture of lifting the camera with both hands to press the shutter.

He doesn't want money, but wants them to exchange information.

Shen Yao didn't know anyone in the circle, but Fu Jianyun was very successful, and if he just said anything he knew, it would be enough to expose it to the photographer for several months.

There was silence in the room.

Huang Jian dared to mention this condition, which proved that he knew no worse than Fu Jianyun knew.

Fu Jianyun already understood that the person behind it must not be small, and he must have left evidence in his hand.Otherwise, this old fried dough stick would not mention this condition.

The Jianghu business stinks to the bone.

Shen Yao didn't understand what he meant, but felt that it was impossible to exchange other people's private affairs for his own peace.

"...Impossible." Shen Yao broke the silence, "Either change the conditions, or we will leave now."

"Hahaha," Huang Jian laughed, "Why, you don't agree?" He supported the armrest of the chair, and his servile and flattering expression just faded away, "It's not impossible to change the conditions."

Shen Yao: "How to say?"

"I know you draw well. I want you to draw me a picture and sign it. I can take it to the auction house. It will be very valuable in the future... Don't you think so?" Huang Jian showed two rows Not very white teeth.

"...It's that simple?" Shen Yao looked at him suspiciously.

"It's that simple." Huang Jian straightened his waist and smiled mysteriously.

"...I have a lot of paintings at home, I can just fetch them for you, this is not a condition at all..."

"No, don't want those." Huang Jian interrupted him, "I want you to draw now."

Shen Yao looked at each other, looked at Fu Jianyun who was suddenly silent, and then at Huang Jian: "...Now? I didn't bring anything, why...?"

"No, no, no, I have everything here—it's upstairs, I've got everything ready, just waiting for your nod." Huang Jian smiled so much that it made Shen Yao feel hairy.

"Mr. Xiao Shen, should we paint after dinner, or go now?"

Shen Yao looked at Fu Jianyun, this condition is nothing to him, but is it really that simple?No matter how you look at it, this Huang man is holding back, maybe the thing waiting for him upstairs is not an easel at all...

"What's the matter? Mr. Xiao Shen, the fact that you can't draw is something Mr. Fu forcibly made up to praise you, right?"

Shen Yao stood up suddenly, the chair and the floor groaned, and Shen Yao said: "You... lead the way."

Even if it was a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, he had to break through it first today.Even if you can get a few words out of this old fried dough stick, anyway... Anyway, Shen Yao already has a guess in his heart, as long as he verifies one or two, it is probably close to ten.

Huang Jian laughed: "Cheer up! I like to cooperate with people like Mr. Shen, please!"

Before Shen Yao went out, he lifted the curtain and looked back at Fu Jianyun. Fu Jianyun was still sitting on the chair, watching him off, with a calm expression on his face, not knowing what it meant.

Shen Yao: "You... go back first, this is a matter between me and Gao Hai, it is enough for you to be here, thank you."

Shen Yao nodded at him, put down the curtain and left.

Fu Jianyun sat for a long time, until the sound of footsteps disappeared completely, he bent down, grabbed the table with his hands, and remained silent for dozens of seconds before laughing a few times.

"...Thank you...Thank you..." Fu Jianyun repeated as if he thought the words were funny, "Thank you? Shen Yao, who can speak well but doesn't understand anything, a genius... really a genius. If it wasn't arranged by God , how could there be such a wonderful person..."

He sat there, smiling brightly.

When the waiter brought the dishes into the room, he was startled, and asked where the two guests were. Fu Jianyun raised his eyes and returned to his handsome appearance. He smiled at her with peach blossom eyes: "This dish is delicious today. Please eat and pay the bill."