Chapter 1793 Duplicity (14)
"Shang Wang, is it an entertainment company?"
Cai Mengzhong stood in front of her and replied: "Yes, miss, it's a small company with not many artists under it, and basically not well-known."
"And... this Mr. Wang likes masculinity, and he has played with almost all the artists under his banner."
After all, he is used to seeing this kind of thing in hotels. It is difficult for him not to know.
"..."
Yun Si closed the list.
It seems that it is him.
She looked calm.
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eight pm.
At the entrance of Fuli Hotel.
A teenager wearing a plain T-shirt and sweatpants stood there.
Holding the agreement tightly in his hand, he was so hard that he seemed to tear it apart.
But he still couldn't tear it apart.
Even, they are forced to sign it, take it, and endure humiliation.
The boy was wearing a jacket, and in such a hot summer, he was wearing a jacket with his hands in his pockets.
Inside, clutching a small knife tightly.
For self-defense, he is always vigilant and full of vigilance.
Standing at the door for a while, he lowered his head and walked in.
Keeping his face covered, his expression is unclear.
The waiter at the front desk saw him and immediately whispered a few words.
One of them stepped on high heels and walked towards him.
Stop him, smiling.
"Sir, you are Mr. Wen, right?"
"..." The beautiful fair boy stopped in his tracks.
He raised his head slightly and glanced at her.
Hold on to the knife in your pocket.
Extreme alert.
The foreman at the front desk smiled and said: "That's right, your room has been changed to 1609 for some reason, this is your room card, please keep it."
The boy did not speak, but lowered his head again.
Didn't ask anything.
Doesn't seem to want to ask anything.
The receptionist bowed slightly, watched him off with a smile, "Have a nice evening, sir."
The boy pressed the elevator and entered as if he didn't hear it.
"Ding-"
Elevator doors, close quickly.
Not far away, the receptionist who had completed the task, was relieved to see him go upstairs.
Step on the high heels again and return to your post.
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The time to go upstairs is not slow, but it is fast...in fact, it is not fast.
At least, it also gave Jiang Wen time to daze.
He stood alone in the elevator, staring at the slowly rising numbers, motionless.
The hand in the coat pocket has been tightly grasping the knife, never letting go.
Every time the number of floors in the elevator went up, the agreement in his hand was slightly crumpled.
In the end, when the elevator slowly stopped on the 16th floor, his lips were almost torn by himself.
Gripping the knife tightly, motionless, staring in the direction outside, the temperature of his body was astonishingly cold.
The agreement in hand has also been squeezed into a ball.
It's hard, like a stone without emotion.
His legs were heavy, as if they had been filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.
Wanting to move with difficulty, he realized that cold sweat was already breaking out on his back.
He's scared, physically...
is trembling.
Jiang Wenqiang calmed down and controlled his emotions.
After a long time, he slowly walked out of the elevator.
Follow the instructions and come to 1609.
His back was full of sweat, and he almost lost the strength to ring the doorbell.
"Ding-"
The elevator not far away rang.
Someone reached the 16th floor again.
The boy standing in front of the door of 1609 lowered his head and stood there without moving.
The hand hidden in the pocket was shaking all the time.
(end of this chapter)