Everything went more smoothly than Zhao Zhenxun expected, but it didn’t put him in a good mood. After reading the message from Gu Xun, he couldn’t help going to the corner and calling Gu Xun to ask, “What do you think you’re going to do? Take Qi Cong?”

Gu Xun’s calm voice came. “Hmm.”

Zhao Zhenxun felt an incoming headache as he asked, “Do you know how much of an impact this will have on Qi Cong?”

“I know, but the impact will definitely be smaller than Qi Cong’s failure to shut me up.”

That was true. Gu Xun taking Qi Cong or Qi Cong not returning to Gu Xun. The former would definitely have less negative impact on Qi Cong. Zhao Zhenxun was silent for two seconds before he replied, “I can convince Qi Cong that I have the right to manage his artist account.”

“You can’t convince him, and I don’t want to force him.”

“But -“

 “Zhao Zhenxun, it’s time for him to know the real me.”

Zhao Zhenxun shut up.

Gu Xun’s tone was very low and conveyed a bit of impenetrable flatness. “Everything he wants, I will give him. You tell him for me that on the 10th, I’ll be waiting for him at the Nanyang Cinema in the Jingyang District of Beishi. This is what he promised me, so he must do it. Otherwise I will never agree to break up with him. “

The call was hung up and Zhao Zhenxun put down his phone and saw that at the center of the interview hall, the host was playing some small game with Qi Cong. He raised his hand and pinched his brow.

What was that all about?

At nine o’clock in the evening, the interview ended much to the audience’s unhappiness and reluctance for it to do so.

At 9:20 pm, Qi Cong said goodbye to the enthusiastic Penguin Music staff and left the Penguin Music interview room in a warm atmosphere. The interview was completed beyond everyone’s expectations. Then he got into the car and sat down.

It wasn’t until the door closed that Qi Cong’s nervous tension finally loosened and he leaned against the back of his seat in a trance.

In the interview just now, he had to let the audience know the real him. He was afraid that his performance would be too offensive, so today he only slightly deepened the impression that he had recovered his health and had a sound mental outlook. He didn’t know how effective it would be.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He wasn’t in a hurry, so he could take one step at a time. Rushing would only be counterproductive. This interview will let everyone know that he has been healthy first, and when the next event comes he will….

Bang.

Zhao Zhenxun stepped into the car after Qi Cong, closed the car door and told him, “Let’s talk.”

It was coming.

Qi Cong remembered the wayward request he made to Zhao Zhenxun before the interview began, sat up and nodded. “Alright.”

Zhao Zhenxun, however, didn’t mention the matter that Qi Cong had in mind but said, “This interview was very successful, and the data coming back from all sides are very good. I just talked to the program planner, and he said he would consolidate the details of today’s gifts as soon as possible. Then along with Manju, we will exchange the gifts received today for various supplies and donate them to poor children in your name.”

Qi Cong froze for a moment, then nodded his head to show his understanding and said, “This is quite a good arrangement.” Then he continued to look at Zhao Zhenxun.

Zhao Zhenxun looked back at the driver who had already come in and his voice slowed down a bit. “We’ll talk about other things when we get home, it’s not convenient here. Qi Cong some of your ideas…. I hope that you can consider them carefully again on the way home.”

They went back in the same car they came in so all the stylists and make-up artists were packing their things one after another. It really wasn’t a convenient place to talk.

Qi Cong nodded and leaned back into his seat.

Forty minutes later, the car drove into the gate of the Shang County neighborhood. Zhao Zhenxun sent away all the staff first and then took Qi Cong home alone.

After entering the door, Zhao Zhenxun asked directly, “Have you thought about it? Are you sure you don’t want to go back to Gu Xun?”

Qi Cong had long been prepared. He nodded at the words and affirmed, “I considered, and I don’t want to.”

Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong for a few seconds but didn’t show an angry expression like Qi Cong expected. He only asked, “Why? Give me a reason.”

A reason. Qi Cong loosely clenched his fist, rubbed the wound on his palm, and replied, “I just don’t want to have anything more to do with him. Brother Zhao, I have no future with him. It’s better to stop it in time.”

“Do you understand what kind of impact your remark will have on your career development if you no longer want to have anything to do with Gu Xun?”

“I understand.” Qi Cong bowed his head and said, “Brother Zhao, I’m sorry I have caused you trouble again. For the losses and troubles caused to you and the company because of my willfulness, I can compensate in other ways. Change the contract share, increase the workload, or use my personal experience. As long as it brings benefits to the company, whatever it is, I can accept it.”

Zhao Zhenxun asked, “As long as you no longer have to be involved with Gu Xun?”

Qi Cong confirmed. “As long as I no longer have to be involved with Gu Xun.”

Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong, shook his head suddenly and said, “Do you have to do this? The entertainment industry is full of friends, lovers, and partners who are no longer in contact or are even on bad terms in private, but still pretend to be friendly.”

“It must be to this point.” Qi Cong remembered the expression on Gu Xun’s face when they first reunited. The emotions, some ups and downs, were quickly suppressed so his tone of voice became even more sure. “It must be like this.”

If not, Gu Xun wouldn’t give up. Instead of letting Gu Xun always be dragged down by him because he liked him, it would be better to be ruthless and stop Gu Xun as soon as possible.

He was also afraid that when he loses control of his body again, Gu Xun will again be forced to turn into a “madman” and a “criminal” by the taskmaster disguised as him. Gu Xun shouldn’t be involved in this.

Gu Xun shouldn’t be involved in this battle.

Zhao Zhenxun stopped talking and  Qi Cong also didn’t speak, so the room became quiet.

A dozen seconds later, Zhao Zhenxun opened his mouth first and said, “Gu Xun was right, I really can’t convince you.”

Qi Cong was stunned as he looked at Zhao Zhenxun. “You-”

Zhao Zhenxun confessed. “Sorry, because I  thought your state of mind isn’t right, I told Gu Xun about your decision. He said he’d lock you up. Qi Cong willfulness, Gu Xun took it for you.”

Qi Cong just stared.

“Gu Xun also asked me to tell you to meet him on the 10th, at the Nanyang Cinema in the Jingyang District of Beishi. You must fulfill your promise to him, otherwise he won’t get along with you.” Zhao Zhenxun picked up the car keys that were sitting on the shoe cabinet and looked at Qi Cong. “Qi Cong, I don’t know what you’re worried about, but I suggest you talk to Gu Xun properly.”

The door opened and closed as Zhao Zhenxun left.

Qi Cong stood at the entrance for a long time, then suddenly squatted down and raised his hand to cover his face. His fingers used so much force that they turned white.

A few minutes later, Qi Cong got up and walked quickly to the bathroom, directly unscrewed the shower and stood under the water. A few seconds later, as if he seemed to think of something, he quickly turned off the shower and took off his wet clothes. He took a towel to wipe his body and hair.

He can’t catch a cold, can’t get sick… he has to pay more attention.

Then he saw himself in the mirror, still with a black-blue bruise on his shoulder, red eyes and a wretched expression. His movements froze and he slowly put down the towel, turned on the shower again and adjusted it to hot water.

As he felt the warm water, he closed his eyes and forced himself to slow down his breathing.

 

Edited by: Antiope1

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