At ten o'clock in the evening, the recording scene of "Hundred Percent Ghost".

As soon as Xu Bianzhou asked his assistant to pick up Xu Baijing who was in a coma, he was surrounded by crowds of media. The flashing spotlight could illuminate half of the sky.

"Mr. Xu Bianzhou, can you respond to your adopted son Xu Baijing's controversial performance on the show?"

"Mr. Xu, is your adopted son especially afraid of ghosts and gods because of doing a lot of bad things on weekdays? Will Xu Baijing continue his acting activities?"

"Mr. Xu..."

Xu Bianzhou couldn't bear it anymore, pushed the microphone close to his eyes hard, and shouted:

"--enough!"

The reporters fell silent suddenly, but after only two seconds of silence, they came up again like chicken blood.

"Mr. Xu" "Mr. Xu, your adopted son..." "Please respond positively, Mr. Xu!"

"I'll come up with this number and buy all of your media. Shut up." Xu Bianzhou made a gesture, "Your boss should have been notified. Tomorrow, I will let the program crew, hostess and so-called ghosts open to Xu Baijing. I apologize, everything is because they directed and acted for the heat."

It is not a day or two for Xu Bianzhou to deal with Xu Baijing's aftermath.

But this is the first time it has been so loud, and it is still live broadcast. There is almost no room for change under the witness of millions of viewers. But fortunately, Xu Bianzhou is rich.

Block the media, withdraw hot searches, and ask relevant people to apologize.

Xu Baijing is so high-profile that he can't wait for the whole world to know that he has a presidential father named Xu Bianzhou. These must be done, otherwise the people from Xu Bianzhou will be lost and let him put his face in front of his subordinates and colleagues.

Xu Bianzhou said with a gloomy expression: "So now, take your cameras and microphones, and get off!"

The reporters present were in an uproar.

It's really generous to spend so much money just to buy the media and shut up.

Xu Bianzhou said that they dare not shoot for the time being, but they didn't just step back. Instead, they waited for the notice from their boss.

Almost at the same time when Xu Bianzhou's voice fell, the entire scene rang one after another.

"Hello? Boss, I was on the scene of "Hundred Percent Ghost"... Yes, I met Mr. Xu, do you want to stop filming?"

Xu Bianzhou's complexion was slightly hazy.

Look, money can make ghosts go around.

The so-called media in this era are nothing more than the megaphone of capital, especially the entertainment media.

"Get out of the way after the call," Xu Bianzhou arrogantly said, "I rushed back to the company, and the U.S. stock market opened in another half an hour. You can't afford to delay it."

The reporters did not move, looking hesitant.

They looked at each other and said:

"My boss said the filming will continue."

"The same goes for my home. The shooting continues, and the news will be broadcast on time tomorrow morning."

"Coincident..."

Xu Bianzhou's expression changed: "What are you doing? I didn't take care of it after I received the money? Or do you think it is not enough?"

The Yuji closest to Xu Bianzhou whispered: "Mr. Xu, my boss said that the money you transferred has been returned to the original account, because another customer named Muse has paid you ten times the price. The news is reported as scheduled."

"So are we."

Xu Bianzhou: "..."

impossible!

The price he offered was already outrageous, and it was doubled tenfold, and he had to sell real estate to get the price.

Muse? Foreigner?

"Why don't you give us ten times more on the basis of this one?" one of the entertainment reporters suggested, and the entertainment reporters were all about to move around, "Then let's get out of here."

Other entertainment notes echoed: "Yes, yes. Or, you don't have enough money?"

Just like Xu Bianzhou thought, their entertainment is indeed a microphone of capital. Whoever has the money has the final say.

If Xu Bianzhou had no money, he would not be in charge.

Xu Bianzhou: "..."

The blue veins on Xu Bianzhou's forehead violently, that is, at this moment, Xu Baijing, who was carrying the assistant beside him, woke up slowly.

Xu Baijing still had a pig-headed face swollen. He looked at Xu Bianzhou and whispered, "Dad, will you help me? It's only a hundred times, don't you have this money?"

This little money?

Does he call "this little money" for hundreds of millions? !

I heard Xu Baijing continue to say, and the more he spoke, the more plausible he said: "Before...I was robbed of my role in "Yulongye" before, and you did nothing. I just wanted to take my friends to the Pacific Ocean a few days ago. Have fun with an island, and you said that the island was bought by a private person at a high price!"

"You are obviously my dad, but you can't do anything. Now I'm going to be laughed at by the people all over the country again!" Xu Baijing said and sobbed twice, "I know, it's just because I am not my biological..."

‘I’m not my biological’ and ‘like when I was a child’, these two sentences are Xu Bianzhou’s culprit.

He weighed it with a sullen face, and reluctantly said: "Twenty times, I will pay twenty times on my original basis, buy you shut up."

The entertainment reporters stopped talking.

After a while, one of the entertainment notes whispered: "The customer said that no matter how much you pay, they will pay you ten times."

Not bad for money anyway.

Xu Baijing looked anxious: "Dad!!!"

The assistant on the side suddenly held a headset, carefully held it in front of Xu Bianzhou, and said, "Mr. Xu, an unfamiliar phone called in just now and said that he wants to talk to you. It may be... over there."

This is what a wise man did. Xu Bianzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the opposite party is not a fool, maybe they are just bluffing. How can anyone really pay so much money?

When Xu Bianzhou put on the headphones, he suddenly felt a weird feeling. It was obviously midsummer, but he felt like stepping into an ice hole with one foot, and his back felt cold.

On the other side of the microphone, a childish boy's voice came, and it was near and far. He didn't speak, just humming.

It's a nursery rhyme with a weird tone.

Xu Baijing trembled as soon as he heard this sound, his face was pale, and he reached out and hugged his head: "Dad, yes, it's a ghost, help me..."

"Enough!" Xu Bianzhou felt that his heart felt hairy when he heard the voice. He stopped drinking and said, "If you want to be straightforward, don't be mystery."

On the microphone side, the nursery rhymes stopped.

The phone seemed to be picked up by another person. Soon, Xu Bianzhou heard the man’s voice:

"Are you Xu Baijing's parent?"

It was a very polite voice, with a tone even like a medieval nobleman.

Even in Xu Bianzhou, a person who is used to giving orders, there is an aura that cannot be underestimated on the other side. That chilling chill has not dissipated, and even worsened.

Xu Bianzhou's momentum was involuntarily weakened a bit: "It's me, why, don't make a fool of yourself. I know you don't have enough money..."

"Money?" The man suddenly smiled, his tone was a bit pitiful, and said, "No, sir, don't say a hundred times, the price you said is thousands of times that we don't lack."

"I just pity you."

Xu Bianzhou smiled back and asked unbelievably, "Pity? Fuck, what do I need your pity for, I have a successful career and a happy family, I am—"

"Sorry, Mr. Xu, I will ask again," the man had to interrupt him and asked, "Are you Xu Baijing's parent? Does Xu Baijing think so too?"

Xu Baijing: "What the **** do you mean..."

"You are really sympathetic."

The man sighed softly and said, "In my opinion, you can only be regarded as a human-shaped ATM."

Still the kind of automatic.

"I am also a parent, and I understand very well, because my child is 100 million times better than your social trash." Sauron finally no longer showed mercy. He snapped his fingers, "If you don't believe it, you might as well try it now."

The next second, the street light broke with a ‘pop’, and the whole block plunged into darkness.

"What's the matter, power outage?" The Yu Ji's psychological quality is still strong, a little panic, but there is no push.

But Xu Bianzhou is different.

He clearly saw that two shadows were clearly reflected under Xu Bai's mirror at the last second before the street lamp went out.

"Ah!!! Ah!!! Dad, help!!!" Xu Baijing should have recalled the experience not long ago, and he couldn't stand up with weak legs, crying desperately, "Dad!"

Xu Bianzhou felt soft. As expected, Xu Baijing still relied on him. He took two steps towards Xu Baijing: "Don't be afraid, Dad will protect you."

Xu Baijing looked at him in amazement, "Behind you..."

Xu Bianzhou felt cold, and suddenly realized that his shoulders had become heavy at some point. He turned his head and looked at the face of a suture doll.

The doll was so weird that it was laughing, laughing like a baby sobbing. Xu Bianzhou gritted his teeth, but the doll couldn't be pulled off like it was stuck to his back.

Now Xu Bianzhou was also a little scared, and the rest of them around them disappeared completely without knowing when!

Xu Bianzhou walked to Xu Baijing: "Don't be afraid, Baijing, I..."

Who knew Xu Baijing actually screamed: "Monster, don't come over!!! Don't come near me!!!"

Xu Bianzhou stayed in a daze, and then said in disbelief: "Absurd."

Xu Bianzhou's car stopped not far away, and Xu Baijing ran to the car. Xu Bianzhou hurried to follow, but the door was locked before his eyes.

"Xu Baijing, I'm your dad!" Xu Bianzhou couldn't believe what he saw. Xu Baijing's eyes only looked at him with fear and hatred. "Are you going to leave me alone in this haunted place?"

Xu Baijing: "Sorry, Dad, I still

Young, I really don’t want to die...Since you are my dad, and you can’t vent your anger for me, block the media and remove hot searches for me, just think about me at last. "

"I, I will worship you in the future, I will remember you forever, you, rest in peace."

After saying this, Xu Baijing tremblingly stepped on the accelerator, and the car went away like an arrow from a string.

Xu Bianzhou stayed in place, staring blankly at the car going away.

The doll that was originally glued to the back had been released for some time. Xu Bianzhou took a closer look. It was just an old electric doll with a horn, only repeating a monotonous audio.

Just a dilapidated doll can make Xu Baijing completely abandon him.

Xu Bianzhou finally understood that it was a momentary thing to be disappointed with someone.

At this moment, Xu Bianzhou felt neither sad nor angry, but very tired. Xu Bianzhou threw the doll in place, walked two steps forward, and returned to its original position without realizing it.

The entertainment reporters have taken enough material, and they are leaving the scene in twos and threes, and the news tomorrow morning must be very exciting. The entertainment reporters even had a bit of conscience. At this time, Xu Bianzhou appeared in despair. One paparazzi handed the assistant a pack of tissues, and the other paparazzi bought him two bottles of water, persuading the assistant to untie him more.

Xu Baijing has never done things that even strangers can do. He only asks for money, resources, and desperately criticizes everything Xu Bianzhou has failed to do.

Xu Bianzhou suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

The assistant was looking at him worriedly: "Mr Xu, where did you go just now? Where's the young master?"

Xu Bianzhou didn't want to say more.

The assistant said: "For the media, to continue to increase prices, or..."

Xu Bianzhou closed his eyes and waved his hands tiredly:

"Stop it, let them go."

"From now on, don't call Master Xu Baijing again."

the other side.

Maybach drove smoothly, Wen Xingze sat in the co-driver, lowered his head and swiped WeChat:

Death trio (3)

[Not skinny to eighty catties without changing the name: Xiaowen, Zhu Bo and I were picked up, do you want to drop in to pick you up?]

[Bobo: Damn, do you know whose car we are now in? From the license plate and model, this looks like Chi Yan's car! ! ! 】

[I see Xingze: It’s okay, I’m also picked up]

...

Wen Xingze put down his phone and looked at the person in the driver's seat.

Chi Yan's eyebrows are deep and indifferent. He stares ahead without any expression on his face. After ten o'clock, the whole city fell into a deep sleep, and the dim lights in the car seemed to isolate a small parallel universe.

It started to rain outside.

Chi Yan didn't seem to want to talk very much, probably because he was evading the question Wen Xingze wanted to ask.

But when Wen Xingze faced Chi Yan, he was a little bit crooked, so he asked:

"Teacher Chi, did you come to pick me up specially?"

Chi Yan paused, and opened his lips: "Lu—"

Wen Xingze: "Passing by? What a coincidence."

Chi Yan didn't change his face: "The road is very flat, let's try the new car."

Wen Xingze: "..." Not bad.

Wen Xingze felt that Chi Yan had worked very hard, and he shouldn't embarrass him anymore.

Chi Yan motioned to Wen Xingze to open the glove box in front of him, and Wen Xingze opened it to see that they were all kinds of candies, chocolates and snacks, and they were still the taste that Wen Xingze liked very much.

This surprised Wen Xingze. He looked at Chi Yan: "?" Is this?

Chi Yan said concisely: "There are children at home."

"Oh," Wen Xingze peeled off the lollipop and said, "My child."

It should be nephews and nieces. Chi Yan didn't look like someone who would marry hidden.

However, Wen Xingze originally thought it was for him.

"You can think so too." Chi Yan didn't look at Wen Xingze.

Wen Xingze: "...Teacher Chi, don't read your mind for now, thank you, I surrender."

As expected, Chi Yan stopped talking, turned his face, and the end of his eyes curled slightly.

He seems to be in a good mood. Wen Xingze thought.

The film and television city is very small, from the tourist area to the hotel only more than ten minutes by car. Because it started to rain outside, Chi Yan held an umbrella and sent Wen Xingze under the eaves.

It was late at night, and there was only one doorman dozing off in front of the hotel door.

After Wen Xingze said goodbye to Chi Yan, he suddenly had a question and turned to ask Chi Yan: "Will you go to sleep when you go back?"

This is indeed a strange question, Wen Xingze thought that Chi Yan would give an answer casually.

But Chi Yan glanced at him with low eyes, and suddenly reached out to touch Wen Xingze's head, and said, "I'm not like some kids."

Wen Xingze felt that Chi Yan's gestures when touching his head were really like playing a cat or teasing a dog, and he suspected that Chi Yan was connoting him.

But Chi Yan's expression was too plain and serious, even if he was joking, it seemed like the head teacher was talking about math problems.

Wen Xingze protested with a lollipop in his mouth: "Wow!"

"..." Chi Yan was silent for a moment, and reached out to take the lollipop from Wen Xingze's mouth, "What did you say?"

Wen Xingze repeated: "I am twenty-four this year, don't slander me."

Wen Xingze rarely sees when Chi Yan looks so rich outside the scene.

The corners of his lips were flattened, but his eyes were obviously smiling, and now he no longer hides when he laughs at Xingze.

Chi Yan said, "Really? I thought I was four years old."

"Stop, laugh again and get angry," Wen Xingze lowered his head and bit his lollipop from Chi Yan's hand with a whimper, and said vaguely, "Goodnight Teacher Chi."

Wen Xingze put one hand into the bag and walked away.

He walked two steps and turned back, closing his single eye and making a shooting gesture at Chi Yan, which should be threatening him not to laugh. However, it did remind Chi Yan of the neighbor child who bought a toy gun for the first time.

But it must be admitted.

Even if Wen Xingze was holding an inflatable toy gun and filled with rainbow gummies, he could still target Chi Yan with precision.

It wasn't until Wen Xingze's figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor that Chi Yan turned around.

The kid’s prank is over, and the adult’s war has just begun.

But children do not need to know this.

The secretary and driver had arrived and bowed slightly to Chi Yan. Chi Yan nodded indifferently, sat in the back seat, and the driver stepped on the accelerator.

Two or three minutes later, the hour hand is about to point to half past ten.

It was also at this time that Chi Yan's cell phone rang, he clicked at random, and answered the phone perfunctorily: "Hey."

Xu Baijing has two adoptive fathers in China at this time, one is Xu Bianzhou, and the other is the one who is talking with Chi Yan at this time, Xu Yan.

Every time Xu Baijing encounters something, these two must be on the front line, but today Xu Bianzhou is quiet.

Of course the rest is Xu Yan.

"Mr. Chi, I don’t remember when I offended you or the Chi family," Xu Yan gritted his teeth. The important eighteenth line star..."

In the face of insignificant people, Chi Yan did not want to bother.

On the contrary, Xu Yan was short-tempered and talked a lot.

At first, Chi Yan drove the speakerphone and listened casually. Later, when he didn't even bother to listen, he pressed mute and opened the magazine to read a few pages.

He didn't turn on the mute again until he felt that Xu Yan had almost said it. Chi Yan did not respond to any of Xu Yan's questions. He looked at his watch and only said one sentence:

"At half past ten, U.S. stocks are open, you might as well go take a look."

The phone hangs up.

This day was just the beginning. For the next three months, Xu Yan was struggling with something and couldn't tell anything about Xu Baijing.

——At 10:30 that night, the US stock market opened. The main profitable listed company under Xu Yan's name dropped sharply at the opening.

It was as if someone had been manipulated by someone, and it was as if it had provoked someone who shouldn't be offended. The scandal that the company had covered up was all exposed overnight, and shareholders ran away with money.

Only a little bit, it is about to enter the bankruptcy liquidation process.

Wen Xingze saw the news in the morning report the next day, and was moved by the impermanence of the world. He couldn't guess that this matter had something to do with him.

This evening, "Cubs Development Plan".

"Congratulations, parents, the level of attack on the original novel has reached 20%, and the closed beta phase has been successfully completed! From tomorrow, "Cub Raising Plan" will enter the public beta, with 10,000 new players and 10 million live channels."

"Congratulations to the parents, the branch mission was successfully completed! The light tower universe express system is officially launched!"

"In order to smoothly operate the open beta of Universe Express and the game, the system will undergo a twelve-hour upgrade. The open beta version including the express system will be officially launched at 9 am tomorrow. The rules are now announced as follows."

[Light Tower Universe Express System]

System description: Are you heartbroken because you can't really contact the cubs? Do you want to change your life for your cubs yourself? Do you want to give Xiaozai a little surprise in his ordinary daily life? Light Tower Universe Express, fulfill all your dreams!

System charge: the base price is 100,000 stars once, and the fee will be increased according to the specific situation

System rules:

1. Living objects cannot be mailed.

2. It is not possible to post items that would endanger the stability of the parallel universe (including but not limited to particle cannons, heavy nuclear weapons, spacecraft, etc.).

3. Only one item can be mailed a week, and the mailing period is from 9:00 to 21:00 every Monday.

...

Moderate games are good for physical and mental health, I wish you a happy game!