{"id":5398,"date":"2023-04-18T11:22:39","date_gmt":"2023-04-18T09:22:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=5398"},"modified":"2023-04-18T11:22:39","modified_gmt":"2023-04-18T09:22:39","slug":"spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-87-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2023\/04\/18\/spare-tire-is-gone-chapter-87-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Spare Tire is Gone &#8211; Chapter 87.2"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Everything went more smoothly than Zhao Zhenxun expected, but it didn\u2019t put him in a good mood. After reading the message from Gu Xun, he couldn&#8217;t help going to the corner and calling Gu Xun to ask, \u201cWhat do you think you&#8217;re going to do? Take Qi Cong?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun&#8217;s calm voice came. &#8220;Hmm.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun felt an incoming headache as he asked, \u201cDo you know how much of an impact this will have on Qi Cong?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I know, but the impact will definitely be smaller than Qi Cong\u2019s failure to shut me up.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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, \u201cI can convince Qi Cong that I have the right to manage his artist account.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You can&#8217;t convince him, and I don&#8217;t want to force him.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;But -&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0&#8220;Zhao Zhenxun, it&#8217;s time for him to know the real me.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun shut up.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun\u2019s tone was very low and conveyed a bit of impenetrable flatness. &#8220;Everything he wants, I will give him. You tell him for me that on the 10th, I&#8217;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. &#8220;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What was that all about?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At nine o&#8217;clock in the evening, the interview ended much to the audience&#8217;s unhappiness and reluctance for it to do so.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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\u2019s expectations. Then he got into the car and sat down.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It wasn\u2019t until the door closed that Qi Cong\u2019s nervous tension finally loosened and he leaned against the back of his seat in a trance.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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\u2019t know how effective it would be.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He wasn\u2019t 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\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Bang.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun stepped into the car after Qi Cong, closed the car door and told him, \u201cLet&#8217;s talk.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was coming.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong remembered the wayward request he made to Zhao Zhenxun before the interview began, sat up and nodded. \u201cAlright.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun, however, didn\u2019t mention the matter that Qi Cong had in mind but said, \u201cThis 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&#8217;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.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong froze for a moment, then nodded his head to show his understanding and said, \u201cThis is quite a good arrangement.&#8221; Then he continued to look at Zhao Zhenxun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun looked back at the driver who had already come in and his voice slowed down a bit. \u201cWe&#8217;ll talk about other things when we get home, it&#8217;s not convenient here. Qi Cong some of your ideas\u2026. I hope that you can consider them carefully again on the way home.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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\u2019t a convenient place to talk.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong nodded and leaned back into his seat.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After entering the door, Zhao Zhenxun asked directly, &#8220;Have you thought about it? Are you sure you don&#8217;t want to go back to Gu Xun?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong had long been prepared. He nodded at the words and affirmed, \u201cI considered, and I don&#8217;t want to.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong for a few seconds but didn\u2019t show an angry expression like Qi Cong expected. He only asked, \u201cWhy? Give me a reason.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A reason. Qi Cong loosely clenched his fist, rubbed the wound on his palm, and replied, \u201cI just don&#8217;t want to have anything more to do with him. Brother Zhao, I have no future with him. It\u2019s better to stop it in time.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo 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?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I understand.&#8221; Qi Cong bowed his head and said, &#8220;Brother Zhao, I&#8217;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.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun asked, &#8220;As long as you no longer have to be involved with Gu Xun?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong confirmed. \u201cAs long as I no longer have to be involved with Gu Xun.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun looked at Qi Cong, shook his head suddenly and said, \u201cDo 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.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It must be to this point.&#8221; Qi Cong remembered the expression on Gu Xun\u2019s face when they first reunited. The emotions, some ups and downs, were quickly suppressed so his tone of voice became even more sure. \u201cIt must be like this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If not, Gu Xun wouldn\u2019t 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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was also afraid that when he loses control of his body again, Gu Xun will again be forced to turn into a &#8220;madman&#8221; and a &#8220;criminal&#8221; by the taskmaster disguised as him. Gu Xun shouldn\u2019t be involved in this.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gu Xun shouldn\u2019t be involved in this battle.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun stopped talking and\u00a0 Qi <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Cong also didn\u2019t speak, so the room became quiet.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A dozen seconds later, Zhao Zhenxun opened his mouth first and said, &#8220;Gu Xun was right, I really can&#8217;t convince you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong was stunned as he looked at Zhao Zhenxun. \u201cYou-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Zhenxun confessed. &#8220;Sorry, because I\u00a0 thought your state of mind isn\u2019t right, I told Gu Xun about your decision. He said he&#8217;d lock you up. Qi Cong willfulness, Gu Xun took it for you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qi Cong just stared.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;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&#8217;t get along with you.&#8221; Zhao Zhenxun picked up the car keys that were sitting on the shoe cabinet and looked at Qi Cong. \u201cQi Cong, I don&#8217;t know what you&#8217;re worried about, but I suggest you talk to Gu Xun properly.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door opened and closed as Zhao Zhenxun left.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He can&#8217;t catch a cold, can&#8217;t get sick\u2026 he has to pay more attention.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">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.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he felt the warm water, he closed his eyes and forced himself to slow down his breathing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p>Edited by: Antiope1<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Everything went more smoothly than Zhao Zhenxun expected, but it didn\u2019t put him in a good mood. After reading the message from Gu Xun, he couldn&#8217;t help going to the corner and calling Gu Xun to ask, \u201cWhat do you think you&#8217;re going to do? 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