Is this a new bodyguard for the president?

Why does it look so two, there is no king eight at all.

The reason why no one suspected that Feng Yuan's purpose was impure was because this was Tianxing, if no one brought Feng Yuan in, he would have been stopped at the door a long time ago.

Therefore, although these people are curious, no one talks about anything, or asks anything, and some curious people stop and observe for a few seconds, and then they hurry to get busy with their own things.

Feng Yuan knew that someone was watching him, but he brought it up with Bian Wei, so he naturally had no fear, even if someone felt that such a move was a little inappropriate, he would not say anything about him, let alone let him leave.

Wang Wenwei is a middle-aged man who is not tall and does not look good, if it weren't for a brand-name suit that plated him with a layer of gold, if ordinary people look like this, they will definitely be said to be obscene men, but poor people look like this, rich people, especially Wang Wenwei, who has many people under him who beg him to do things, naturally no one dares to say that, only that this is the low-key of a rich man.

In the president's office, Wang Wenwei sat on the office chair, Bian Wei and Li Yunjing sat on the sofa, the distance between the two parties was not far or close, and the sense of distance was just right, which would not let Bian Wei feel Wang Wenwei's sense of oppression, nor would Wang Wenwei notice Bian Wei's alienation.

"Bian Wei, during this time, there are more rumors outside, don't pay too much attention to it."

"Mr. Wang, I'm fine, I will explain everything at the press conference this afternoon." Bian Wei replied without being humble or arrogant.

"It's okay." Wang Wenwei looked at Bian Wei's beautiful face, and said with deep meaning in his eyes: "When the press conference is over, in addition to the previous work during this time, you should finish filming "Lore" first, and wait for the company to arrange a new agent for you." ”

"New broker?"

Wang Wenwei said: "That's right, a new artist, a successful artist must always have an excellent agent and team behind him." ”

"Mr. Wang." Bian frowned slightly, looked at Wang Wenwei and said, "I don't want to sign an agent for the time being." ”

"Why?"

"My contract with the company expires in less than half a year, and I want to take a break after filming "Lore", and then consider it with the agent's contract when the time comes."

Wang Wenwei looked at Bian Wei and said, "Do you want to terminate the contract with the company?" ”

"Mr. Wang, I've been so tired lately

, and I just got poisoned, and my body hasn't gotten better yet, so I want to rest for a few months without any scruples, anyway, I still have a drama and a movie that will be launched soon this year, so I don't have to be too anxious to work. Bian Wei took out the manuscript that had been prepared a long time ago, and said to Wang Wenwei with a sincere face: "I promise, when I have rested enough, I will definitely come back and work hard." ”

"I know, you go down first, and prepare for the press conference for a while."

Bian lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Yes." ”

Wang Wenwei silently looked at the back of Bian Wei leaving, there was no movement for a long time, this woman has a unique and very characteristic face in the entertainment industry, but the pearl is dusty, if no one notices, he can only stay in the dark corner, and he can't shine for the rest of his life.

"Weiwei, how could you talk to Mr. Wang like that just now?" Li Yunjing, who was shocked by Bian Wei's words, asked anxiously as soon as she went out, "And what do you mean by saying you want to rest?" Why don't I know? ”

Feng Yuan, who was standing outside eavesdropping, actually didn't listen very carefully, and could only roughly hear words such as agent, rest, and termination, and then he was startled by the door that suddenly opened.

Hearing Li Yunjing's words, he slightly figured out what happened in the office just now.

Bian Wei glanced at Feng Yuan, who was still standing against the wall, and said, "Don't go quickly." ”

"Oh." Feng Yuan answered, glanced at the closed office door behind him, and followed the two of them.

Bian Wei said to Li Yunjing at this time: "Let's go back and talk about it, let's go and prepare for a press conference for a while." ”

Li Yunjing could only endure the many question marks in her heart first, and said, "Then let's go eat something and rest first?" Then touch up the makeup, just the right time. ”

"So be it."

"Miss Bian." Feng Yuan strode forward, walked side by side with Bian Wei, and said: "I am a policeman, and it is inconvenient for me to be there when I have a press conference in the afternoon, so as not to be photographed by reporters, I hope you can understand." ”

Bian Wei stopped, paused, then looked at Feng Yuan, and said: "Then you go to the sixteenth floor, 1618, that is when I first came, the company equipped me with an apartment room, I haven't been there for a long time, Yun Jing, you give him the key." ”

"Ahh I'll give it to him in a moment. Li Yunjing was very surprised, that house had not been entered for a long time

Yes, Bian Wei doesn't like others to touch her things, so even the sanitation has always been when she has time to come over to clean it, so since Bian Wei moved in, only the two of them have gone in, and now Bian Wei actually let this man go up, this is really

Li Yunjing didn't know how to describe her mood for a while, but she looked at Feng Yuan with complicated eyes, and saw that Feng Yuan's mind was full of question marks, could it be that that house had some unknown secrets?

It can't be that there has been some bloody crime!

Feng Yuan's mind was gloomy and thinking of some strange bloody and violent things.

After lunch, Feng Yuan took the key, stepped into the elevator in Li Yunjing's meaningful eyes, and went directly to the sixteenth floor.

According to the information, before Bian Wei entered Tianxing, Zhang Le was already popular, and the media had taken photos of the two of them intersecting, maybe something could be found in the room where they lived a long time ago.

Feng Yuan didn't know how wealthy Tianxing was, but as soon as he came to the sixteenth floor, Feng Yuan knew that this entire floor was a single apartment for artists signed by Tianxing, and in the long corridor, Feng Yuan also met one or two handsome guys and beauties, who were definitely not behind-the-scenes workers.

Pushing open the door of 1618, Feng Yuan was slightly surprised, although this house has not been lived in for a long time, the air in the room is not unpleasant, it should be ventilated every time Li Yunjing comes to clean, the room is not big, the layout of a typical one-person single loft apartment is about thirty or forty square meters, but for a new artist who has just entered the industry, such a large place is enough to be able to block the wind and rain.

The European-style simplicity of the room layout is very in line with Bian Wei's temperament, Feng Yuan took two turns around the room and found that although it seemed that it could be moved in at any time, there should have been nothing left about Bian Wei's things.

Feng Yuan fell on the sofa, and in the afterglow, he suddenly saw the photo wall opposite, full of photos, which had not been taken away, and had been hanging on the wall, the color of the photo frame was outdated, stained with the mark of time.

Feng Yuan walked over, these photos are basically Bian Wei's own portraits, although she was not as delicate as she is now, she looked more agile, like a child who is not sophisticated, breaking into the world of adults.

Feng Yuan looked over one by one, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by an inconspicuous small photo in the corner