After Xu Yingqing became red, there were many people who took care of her, how stupid my family Yingqing was, she didn't even wear a mask when she went to open a room, and she took it openly in front of the camera, and that photo was obviously posed. ”

Lu Yaoyuan's expression was too deliberate, as if he knew that someone was filming.

"Some people are not good at acting, but they rely on shameless bondage to hype themselves and support Lu Yaoyuan to get out of the entertainment industry."

"The study dog passed by, and on the 14th, I met Xu Yingqing in GriffithPark, LA, and took a group photo, she must have □□ skills to appear in that parking lot again on the same day." Under the article, there was a photo of the blogger and Xu Yingqing, and the number of retweets of this Weibo instantly exceeded hundreds of thousands.

Flipping through this Weibo, the wind direction has become too fast. Chen Chuan hurriedly opened the Cape Forum again, and a post in the entertainment version of "Picking up Lu Yuanyuan's hype" was pushed to the highest point.

"Editor-in-chief." Chen Chuan saw that the editor-in-chief's ruddy round face had turned the color of pig liver, he was suspicious of the editor's revelations, and was about to ask the editor-in-chief if he had faked it, but seeing him like this, he couldn't bear to speak, "Don't be too sad, once this wind passes, maybe the account will be restored." ”

The editor-in-chief's trembling hands clenched into fists, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "It's because my heart is not enough to swallow the elephant, and I can't blame anyone, this society is like this, the wall is down and everyone pushes it, and you can't turn over." ”

"Editor-in-chief ......" Chen Chuan was about to open his mouth to comfort him, when he heard the editor-in-chief's words turn, and he stood up with a "snap" on the table.

"But who am I Fan Jian afraid of, I am a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, you have sealed my account, I can open another one, if you have the ability, you don't want to do those things like male thieves and female prostitutes, if I Fan Jian is caught again, see if I can cure you."

"That's right, editor-in-chief, to be a man is to have a strong heart, stay in the green mountains, and not be afraid of running out of firewood." Chen Chuan also "snapped" and stood up to cheer up the editor-in-chief.

"Xiaochuan, you are a good comrade, if you don't dislike me Fan Jian, continue to follow me, if I have a stutter, I will never let you go hungry." The editor-in-chief is full of ambition.

"Editor-in-chief, it's enough to have your words." Chen Chuan was so infected by the editor-in-chief's blood that he even forgot about saving money for his treatment.

"Xiaochuan, today you will go home early to rest, tomorrow you will have a day off, and the day after tomorrow we will start again and do a big job." The editor-in-chief clenched his fists and was fierce.

As a result, early in the morning of the third day, Chen Chuansheng looked at a court summons posted on the door and the office behind the door, which had already been moved to only a few broken tables. He was joined by the landlord who had come to collect the rent.

"This son of a bitch, he owes me three months' rent, and he ran away without saying a word, these broken tables are worth a few dollars." The landlord gritted his teeth.

"This bastard owes me a week's wages and a big red envelope, so he ran away without saying a word." Chen Chuan wanted to cry without tears, and the money for my treatment flew away. What about sharing hardships and hardships, saying that it is good to start all over again, and saying that it is good will not be less than a bite to eat. He turned to the landlord and asked, "Can you give me a little of the money you paid for selling this broken table?" ”

The answer, of course, is no.

Comrade Fan Jian, the editor-in-chief of the bastard, ran away like this, and his character was exactly the same as his name.

Chen Chuan, who is unemployed again, is bored walking on the street, he bought a heater a few days ago to treat himself to happiness, and now he has less than 200 yuan left in his pocket, and he doesn't know how many more than 100 yuan can support him for a few days. And his illness, he touched his fragile lungs, and he didn't know how long this damn tumor would last. It seems that he will have to find another job quickly, preferably the kind that can advance a month's salary.

But the wishes are good, the reality is cruel. Until Chen Chuan's remaining more than 100 yuan was spent, no unit notified him to go for an interview. Chen Chuan, who was tortured by life to the point that he only had one breath left, came to the street near Chaoyang Park again and sat on the side of the road again.

The sun has passed, and the sky is low. The dark sky was slowly dyed orange by street lamps. Chen Chuan just sat quietly under the orange sky, looking at the fat sheep roaring away at the traffic light intersection in front of him expressionlessly, oh no, vehicles. He looked down and touched his flat wallet, and decided to go back to his old business in order to have food again tomorrow. But will you be as lucky as last time?

Before coming here, Chen Chuan had carefully studied all the luxury car models. And after his research, he found that the nouveau riche who generally pick the door drive Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, Land Rover, etc., and the bold rich second generation generally drives Lamborghini and Maserati. So you must not look for Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi or Land Rover when touching porcelain, but the sound of the sports car is too scary, the last time the "woo" motor sound almost scared him out of the heart attack, and that speed, in case of a brake, he confessed on the spot. For the sake of life, you can't pick Lamborghini or Maserati.

So what kind of car do you have to pick? Just as the distressed Chen Chuan was thinking deeply, a Jaguar slowly drove past the intersection because the green light was on. Although this Jaguar is particularly inconspicuous in the city full of luxury cars in the imperial capital, in this vast sea of cars, Chen Chuan fell in love with it at a glance.

"Since you have appeared so coincidentally, I'm welcome." Chen Chuan survived his joints and waited for the Jaguar to pass by him.