Cha Jiu was a little surprised.

Obviously, a few days ago, Jin Siyan still felt that the game was like shit.

Oh no, he seems to think so now.

So why did he suddenly change his mind?

"But I have the conditions." Jin Siyan said slowly, "I don't like to share things with others, if you want me to play, then you have to stay away from Xie Yuanzhou and Zhang Yuanzhou." ”

Only then did Cha Jiu come back to his senses and suddenly realized: "Are you jealous? ”

Jin Siyan chuckled, and the big palm was finally taken away from her delicate neck, and it fell to her face and pinched: "Don't be so thick-skinned." ”

His strength was light, with some intimacy.

At this moment, Cha Jiu seemed to be able to feel that Jin Siyan's closed atrium was open.

But it soon converged again.

Jin Siyan let go of her, turned on the light in the living room with a "snap", turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down.

"This is the contract you signed with Xinghui, take a look."

He took out a contract and threw it on the table, his long legs folded, and naturally ate the fruit plate that Cha Jiu placed next to him.

Xinghui is the entertainment company owned by the Jin family.

Cha Jiu flipped through a few pages of the contract and was slightly surprised: "A-level contract? ”

All products have a clear price, and artists are no exception.

Entertainment companies will provide different contracts according to the commercial value of the artist, and the artist with a larger coffee position can generally get an A-level contract, which is the highest level of treatment, which means that he can get more resources from the company, as well as a higher share.

According to Cha Jiu's current value, it is not up to the standard of getting an A-level contract.

It is conceivable that Jin Siyan should have put a lot of thought into it.

"Thank you."

Cha Jiu sincerely thanked him.

She knew that the liquidated damages between herself and the original company were also a large amount.

It is estimated that Jin Siyan also helped pay for it.

But he didn't say a word.

"Don't thank me, use your strength to prove that I am not wrong about your vision."

Jin Siyan glanced at the information on the screen that lit up, and suddenly got up: "I'm leaving." ”

Cha Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It's your little thing again?" ”

Jin Siyan didn't answer, and rubbed the blonde head fiercely when he passed by her.

No way, it's so easy to masturbate.

Like a little pink golden retriever fox who is angry because of jealousy.

……

After Jin Siyan left Cha Jiu's house, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He didn't come home to feed the dogs.

Instead, they came to a nearby alley with dim street lights and few people passing.

At this moment, the sound of fists and feet falling on the flesh, as well as the man's painful pleas for mercy, came from inside at the same time.

The person who was pressed to the ground and beaten was none other than Xie Yuanzhou.

Xie Yuanzhou himself didn't know what was going on.

He took the score out of the apartment, and before he was happy for two seconds, he was beaten up in this small alley by a few big men like chickens.

No matter what he asked, or how much money he could give to buy his life, these people didn't say a word, just greeted him with their fists and feet!

Until he saw Jin Siyan with a cold expression appear in front of him.

These big men stopped together and retreated to both sides.

What else does Xie Yuanzhou not understand?

"Is that you?" He spat out the blood foam in his mouth, gritted his teeth and said weakly.

The strange man in Chajiu's apartment!

Jin Siyan looked at Xie Yuanzhou from head to toe, his eyes were very disdainful.

Such a man, who wants muscles but no muscles, wants strength but no strength, and is beaten so powerless that he can only curl up on the ground like a weak chicken and moan.

What does Cha Jiu like about him?

The strong man standing next to him gave him another hard kick, and the fierce god warned viciously: "Be polite to Jin Shao!" ”

Jin Siyan has always taught people to fight with open fire and directly sign up.

In this way, there is a deterrent effect.

Sure enough, Xie Yuanzhou's eyes slowly widened, his eyes frightened: "Jin, Jin Shao?" ”

With a burst of sharp pain, he finally overlapped the tall and handsome man in front of him with the blurred figure in the photo.

Jin Siyan.

The person he provoked was Jin Siyan!

"Jin Shao, I ......"

Xie Yuanzhou wanted to say something, but in the next second, his face was stomped on the ground by the sole of a shoe, crushed back and forth.

"Hmm-"

The floor of the alley was cold and rough, mixed with a lot of gravel and stones, and Xie Yuanzhou could clearly feel the pain of those sharp objects being embedded in the flesh.

It's hot, as if someone is tearing his skin off!

Soon, bright red blood stained the ground.

Seeing that the person on the ground was dying, Jin Siyan withdrew his foot, "Don't get close to her again, otherwise I will make you a real muse statue." ”

He pulled out a sneer and added, "The kind that doesn't have limbs." ”

……

Xie Yuanzhou was sent to the hospital, and Song Yu and Jiang Tang hurried over.

But fortunately, Xie Yuanzhou only suffered a facial injury, a broken hand and foot, and no throat injury.

Song Yu relieved himself and said seriously: "Your fan live broadcast can't be postponed, you have to continue as planned." The company has negotiated this live broadcast cooperation with many advertisers, and the delay will cause serious losses. ”

Jiang Tang looked at the multiple plasters on Xie Yuanzhou's body, feeling distressed and worried: "But Yuanzhou is so seriously injured, how can he survive the two-hour live broadcast?" ”

Song Yu said lightly: "It's just that the body is injured, and it's not a throat injury, what can't you sing?" Chu Ning broke his leg before, and he still held a four-hour concert on the stage, you should know this matter very well. The last thing an artist can have is hypocrisy. ”

Jiang Tang was dumbfounded.

Indeed, Chu Ning will also conscientiously complete his announcement with an injury.

But she loves Jiang Tang and Xie Yuanzhou very much, even if the two of them have a small cold, she will give them leave to rest.

Xie Yuanzhou was half-lying on the hospital bed, with heavy gauze on the left side of his face, and the right side of his face was pale, as if he had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the beating.

"The fans will be able to hold on." He whispered, "But I'm afraid I'm being targeted by the Jin family." ”

Song Yu was stunned: "What's going on?" ”

Xie Yuanzhou told the story that Jin Siyan sent someone to attack him.

Song Yu's head suddenly hurt: "You are so provoking it, why are you messing with this mad dog second ancestor!" ”

No wonder they went to report the crime, and the attitude of the police station was ambiguous.

Who doesn't know that the police chief and the Jin family have a close relationship?

It's no wonder that the police will take care of them.

The Jin family can be regarded as covering the sky with one hand in Beijing, and these ants, who are not as powerful as others, even if they suffer a loss, they can only break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

Jiang Tang also knew how powerful the Jin family was, and asked uneasily: "Then what should Jin Siyan do if he still attacks Yuanzhou in the future?" ”

Xie Yuanzhou also looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu sneered: "What else can I do?" If Jin Siyan wants to rush at you, who can stop him? You can only hope that after this incident, he will treat you like a fart, let it go and forget about it. ”

His meaning is obvious, it is impossible for Sheng Yu to face Jin Siyan, a mad dog, for a Xie Yuanzhou.

What's more, Xie Yuanzhou can't write any good songs now, and the company gradually loses hope for him.

In the future, whether Xie Yuanzhou is dead or alive depends purely on luck.

Xie Yuanzhou's eyes dimmed.

But at this moment, Song Yu saw the sheet music that emerged from Xie Yuanzhou's jacket.

He opened it and looked at it, and the contempt in his eyes gradually turned to surprise and appreciation.

"You wrote this piece new?"

Song Yu couldn't wait to ask, looking at Xie Yuanzhou's eyes as if he was watching a treasure reappear.

……

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It's late, I'll post the second chapter later.