Chapter 243: Relatives
Tang Feng trembled and took out a ring from his pocket and put it in Luoyang's palm.
Luoyang shook his head and looked suspiciously.
A gem the size of a pigeon's egg, golden in color, crystal clear...
At first glance, it is a stall.
Although there was indeed a slight fluctuation of energy on it, it was too small to be noticeable.
Such a ring, no matter how you look at it, does not have the ability to fulfill people's wishes.
Luoyang threw the ring back to Tang Feng, then pointed a gun at him and said, "Come, you promise, make a wish to show me." β
Tang Feng immediately shook his head in horror and said, "No, no more, after it fulfilled my three wishes, it didn't move." β
Luo Yang asked curiously, "What three wishes did you make?"
Tang Feng's face became a little embarrassed again, but looking at the muzzle, he still compromised, swallowed his saliva, and said: "When I picked it up, it talked to me and asked me to make a wish. β
The corners of Luoyang's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Don't you know that Hua Zhongtong has been shot?"
"I only remembered after I made a wish!" Tang Feng looked like he wanted to cry again: "So I immediately changed my words, saying that I wanted to be the majority shareholder of the Fahrenheit Group, and after the ring let me make a third wish, I was impatient and felt that my friend was too much, so I casually made a wish, and said... Just say..."
Luoyang rolled his eyes: "Don't swallow, what wish did you make?"
"I said I wanted Di Meiren's panties!"
Tang Feng's face turned red: "After I made a wish, a pair of pink strawberry pattern underwear fell from the sky immediately, and... Then the ring didn't move! I was frightened by the underwear, and I frantically searched for someone at home, but I didn't find anyone, but I saw in the mirror that I had become Hua Zhongtong..."
Di Meiren is a new Xiaohuadan in the entertainment industry who has only recently become popular, with a beautiful face full of exotic style, I don't know how many men have charmed.
Tang Feng is obviously one of them.
There was silence in the car.
Luoyang looked at Tang Feng, his eyes seemed to be looking at the mentally retarded.
Tang Feng muttered unconvinced: "I thought it was a friend's prank, the ghost knows that this ring is really so godly..."
Luoyang rubbed his hair and had nothing to say...
He could feel that Tang Feng was not lying.
Moreover, it is not impossible that the treasure energy is exhausted and can no longer be used.
Luoyang took the ring and looked at it carefully, and after looking at it for a while, he didn't find any signs of recovering his energy in the ring.
He kind of wanted to vomit blood.
This is almost equivalent to the loss of tens of billions of dollars, and it is completely impossible to get it back.
First of all, he couldn't charge the ring himself.
Secondly, if it is handed over to Yu Maosong, there may be a way, but it is equivalent to handing it over to the state.
Luoyang is the original owner of the Fahrenheit Group, yes, but who knows?
Except for Luoyang himself and Tang Feng, no one knows anymore.
Maybe there are people who are as special as Luoyang and are immune to the effect of the ring, but there are definitely not many such people, and it is impossible to be idle to testify to him...
No one knew that the Hua Group belonged to Luoyang, and it was naturally impossible for the country to use this artifact to meet Luoyang's request to take back the Hua Group.
Maybe Luoyang can also coerce Tang Feng to sign a share transfer contract, but that is undoubtedly blackmail...
In short, two words, depressed.
Luoyang put away the ring and prepared to hand it over to the country another day.
It's useless anyway...
Ordinary people can't hold supernatural items, this is a rule, and Luoyang's handling of it is not considered an infringement of Tang Feng's private property.
Putting away the pistol, Luoyang sighed, opened the car door, and prepared to leave.
Tang Feng looked at Luoyang with a confused expression and asked, "You... You're just leaving?"
Luoyang looked back at him: "Otherwise, what else do you want?"
Tang Feng asked incomprehensibly, "You... Now that you know what's going on, don't you want your property back?"
Luoyang waved his hand like a fly: "I've sent you, enjoy it." β
He never cared about tens of billions.
He just hates the feeling of being controlled by others, and hates the feeling of being robbed, and now he finds that everything is just an accident, Tang Feng is not threatened, and everything is irreparable, he can only consider himself unlucky.
Tang Feng sat in his seat and looked at Luoyang's distant back.
Got Fahrenheit, and he felt like he got the whole world.
He couldn't understand why someone who had lost the whole world could not take it to heart in the slightest.
End of ββββ Tangfeng Small Theaterββββ
After leaving Tang Feng and leaving the parking lot, Luoyang returned to the toilet where the crew was filming, pushed the door and walked out.
It's a long story, but in fact, it only took half an hour from finding Tang Feng in Luoyang to coming back.
For half an hour, basically nothing could be done, Yuan Zhongshan was still filming clips of demons killing people, in the antique hall, all kinds of cameras were moving, and the group performance was in full swing.
Jessica hasn't played yet.
Luoyang pulled over the stool and sat down next to Han Yan, completely accepting the fact that he had changed from a rich man to a small actor.
He looked sideways at Jessica and saw that she was still reading the script, looking ahead from time to time, and then showing a horrified expression.
It's realistic, but I don't know why, it always gives people a feeling of meme.
Yuna sat next to Jessica, smiling until her body twitched.
Seeing that Luoyang was back, Han Yan asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Luo Yang shook his head: "I've seen a lot of strange things, so I don't feel that there is anything to be nervous about this little scene." β
Han Yan pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, you're quite stupid." β
"Don't dare, don't dare. Luoyang said with a smile: "In front of the super seniors who have debuted for more than 20 years, how dare I, a little Mengxin who has just debuted." β
Han Jian bit his lip lightly, glanced at him, and said angrily: "You know how to say that I am old." β
Dressed in black, she looks cold, but she shows a delicate daughter.
This contrast is cute, and it's really cute.
Luoyang almost fell into a fascination again, and finally came back to his senses, and said with emotion: "No wonder your fans call you Han Tiantian, eh, in the future, I will call you Xiao Tiantian, okay?"
"I don't want it, I'm ashamed!" Han Yan blushed and threatened: "If you dare to call me Xiao Tiantian, I will call you Luo Yangyang Believe it or not?"
Luoyang had goosebumps, and said disgustedly: "Hey, hey, return Luo Yangyang, oh my God, why are you numb to me like this?"
"Alas~" Han Jian lowered his head, the drama addiction suddenly came up, and said resentfully: "When I used to accompany others to watch the moon, I called them Xiao Tiantian, but now the new people are better than the old people, and I dislike other people's flesh and sensitivity." β
Luoyang laughed until his stomach hurt, and his hands clenched into fists: "You win, you win, I surrender." β
"Count you as acquaintances. Han Qiao raised his head proudly, and the snow-white and delicate swan neck exuded an alluring fragrance.
Luoyang tried very hard to control himself, so he didn't kiss him.
Han Yan looked at him and snickered, and then asked, "I asked the agent to buy a drink, for the crew to drink, do you have anything you want to eat?" I asked him to buy it back by the way." β
The crew had already had dinner before, and they ate in the dressing room, but they were all boxed lunches, which didn't taste very good and were not nutritious.
Luoyang looked at the demons dancing in the hall, and said helplessly: "Looking at Director Yuan's posture, I'm afraid I don't have to shoot all night, it's good to have a supper, I'm not a picky eater, you can see what people buy conveniently." β
After speaking, Han Jian began to call.
At this time, a man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked over, with a sign around his neck, and no one stopped him, so he went straight to Luoyang.
Luoyang turned around and saw the word "Qin Xiang" written on the man's sign.
"Brother Xiang, come, sit here. Luoyang greeted, pulled a stool and put it beside him, and slapped it twice.
Qin Xiang glanced at the three big beauties sitting next to Luoyang in surprise, especially Han Qiao, who was sitting very close to each other, and didn't understand how Luoyang could have such a good relationship with her.
However, he didn't ask anything, but sat beside Luoyang and said: "Your contract with the company, the company has been reviewed, and I sent a copy back, and the contract for your play was also sent to me, I have already put it in your hotel room, you remember to take it yourself, don't lose it." β
"Well, you're sorry. Luo Yang thanked with a smile.
In the previous conversation, Qin Xiang was very arrogant, very criticized, and didn't value Luoyang very much, but in fact, he still came forward to hand over to the crew and helped Luoyang do a lot of trivial things.
Being responsible for his own work and not wearing small shoes for others, from this point of view alone, Qin Xiang is not a bad person.
So Luoyang didn't show any hostility towards him, even if he didn't agree with Qin Xiang's idol theory.
"Is it beef porridge? Yes, then beef porridge, remember it's four servings, thank you, Brother Lei." β
At this time, Han Yan had just finished making the call, and she had already seen Qin Xiang coming, so after hanging up the phone, she naturally said: "You are Xiaoyang's agent, Mr. Qin Xiang, right? β
Han Xiang is now in the circle, in fact, he is not a big name, but he has been an actor for so long, and his connections must be very extensive, Qin Xiang did not dare to slack off, and quickly nodded: "It should be." β
After speaking, he glanced at Luoyang in surprise.
Before, he thought that Luoyang and Han Jian had a good relationship, but now it seems that this is not just a good relationship, Han Liang's words are clearly saying that Luoyang is his own.
"Excuse me... Mr. Han, what is your relationship with Luoyang?"
Qin Xiang couldn't help but ask.
Han Qiao paused for a moment, and suddenly didn't know what to say.
When Luoyang saw it, he immediately smiled and said, "Nothing else, family relationship." β
After speaking, he also winked at Han Yan.
Husband and wife, aren't they relatives?
Han Qiao understood what Luoyang meant, so he smiled.
Qin Xiang smiled embarrassedly, and it was not easy to dig deeper, so he turned to Luoyang and said: "I helped you take a variety show, you can take a look, discuss it with the director, and set aside one day a week to shoot." β