I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

Zhou Yan did not answer the phone.

So Zu Qi made another fight.

This time the beep sounded for a long time, and Zhou Yan's lazy voice came from the receiver: "Hey Xiaozu, I haven't contacted me for so long, I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago."

Obviously it sounds normal, but I don't know why, but when I say it from Zhou Yan's mouth, I feel a strange feeling of yin and yang.

Zu Qi's impression of Zhou Yan has always been poor.

I still remember that when he had just given birth to Xue Wan and was still in hospital, Zhou Yan did not call him about Tang Molining. He said that he was caring about his body, but in fact he just wanted to talk from Zuqi’s mouth. That's it.

Zu Qi pursed her lips and said straightforwardly: "Brother Zhou, are you busy lately? I received an audition notice not long ago, and would like to ask if you have time to take a look with me."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan was silent for a long time, and his tone suddenly became serious: "What audition? What resource Xue introduced you?"

"No." Zuqi said, "it was an opportunity created for me by a friend's matchmaking, so I want to try."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan lost interest in an instant.

As Zu Qi's agent, he naturally knows who in the circle has good friends with Zu Qi, but they are all young people about the same age as Zu Qi.

Even though there is still a small fresh meat Heng Jingchen in it nowadays, but he himself can only get the male number one role in the middle-class drama, how can he introduce good resources to Zu Qi?

"I will be very busy in the near future. If you need someone to accompany you, call Xiao Dengzi to go with you." Zhou Yan refused coldly, "If there are good results, you can tell me again."

The little Dengzi in Zhou Yan's mouth was the assistant to the original owner. He was a boy who had just come out of college. He had a gentle personality and a very strong appearance. People preferred to call him Fatty Deng.

In fact, Xiao Dengzi was very good to the original owner. Not only did he work diligently, but he also took good care of the original owner’s life.

It is a pity that he followed the wrong person. The original owner has no place in the company. As an assistant, Dengzi has no right to speak. He was moved around by Zhou Yan like a brick, and he would go wherever he needed it.

So far, Zu Qi has never seen Xiao Dengzi himself.

The funny thing is that Xiao Dengzi was sent to work by other artists as a favor by Zhou Yan, but the salary he got was still deducted from Zuqi's labor remuneration, which was equivalent to using his money to feed others' assistants.

A sneer appeared in Zu Qi's eyes, and said, "But it seems that Xiao Dengzi is doing something next to Sister Hui. Isn't it good for me to call Xiao Dengzi over?"

Zhou Yan said disapprovingly: "You can discuss it with Liu Huishan. Anyway, you will return the person back when you run out. She is not such a stingy person."

Zu Qi was immediately happy when he heard these words, but unfortunately he was angry.

Dare to love Zhou Yan when Xiao Dengzi is his person?

Why do you say that if you return the person back when you run out, Xiao Dengzi is an assistant who uses his money to support him, so why should he send it to others as free labor?

Shameless, there is no point in my heart to force!

Zu Qi scolded Zhou Yan from head to toe in his heart, but he was very calm on the surface, and said softly, "Since Brother Zhou has said so, then I'll go and say hello to Sister Hui."

After a few perfunctory hums, Zhou Yan hung up the phone in a hurry. He seemed to be busy only when Zu Qi heard that someone on the side had been urging Zhou Yan.

Although it was very quiet, Zu Qi caught it.

It was Tang Molin's voice.

Zhou Yan had always been holding Tang Moning, it would be really strange if they didn't stick together someday.

Zu Qi put away the phone while thinking, squinted for a long while, and soon a pure black nanny car slowly stopped in front of him.

"Hi, Zu Qi." Heng Jingchen rolled down the car window and waved to Zu Qi.

Zu Qi quickly suppressed the unhappy expression on his face, subconsciously pulled the brim of his hat, and then got into the car and sat next to Heng Jingchen.

Compared with Heng Jingchen, who just finished filming and dressed up and dressed up, Zu Qi’s equipment is like a thief——

A three-piece suit of baseball cap, sunglasses, and mask should be provided. The thick down jacket is pulled directly in front of the chin, and the whole person is tightly armed. I am afraid that Zuqi may not recognize himself in the mirror.

Heng Jingchen whistled meaningfully.

Zu Qi smiled awkwardly, and stretched out his hand to take off his sunglasses. Before he could take the next step, Heng Jingchen suddenly reached out and held the brim of Zu Qi's deliberately lowered hat and lifted it up.

Immediately seeing a pair of beautiful eyes that are brilliant and peach blossoms, a bit of helpless emotion was added.

"I remember you never had the habit of wearing these things?" Heng Jingchen laughed.

"I didn't have it before, now I have it." Zu Qi pulled on the mask and hat, and said with a sigh, "It's really people who are afraid of being famous and afraid of being strong. I didn't know that those girls could be so crazy before."

Speaking of this incident, I have to remember a few days ago...

Zu Qi felt a little bored after staying at home for a long time, so he walked alone on the path of the villa area to breathe, but he didn't know that he happened to meet a group of oncoming young girls.

And those girls immediately recognized Zu Qi.

Immediately afterwards, a very spectacular chasing contest was launched.

The group of girls seemed to see a wolf of sheep, their eyes glowing with excitement, and they chased Zu Qi for two hundred meters.

It wasn't until a few security guards who rushed to stop the girls in time that Zu Qi was able to get away, and returned to Xue's house in a hurry, and never dared to go out alone.

After listening to Zuqi's sad narration, Heng Jingchen suddenly gloated with a smile on his face.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Zu Qi looking at him coldly, and Heng Jingchen's exaggerated laughter stopped abruptly.

"Ahem, I'm not happy for you..." Heng Jingchen cleared his throat, "Look, you have met such a crazy female fan for the first time since you debuted for two years? Congratulations. Finally, you are no longer surrounded by black powder."

Zu Qi: "...They are not my fans."

Heng Jingchen was stunned: "Then why are they running after you?"

Zu Qi held back for a long time before screaming, "...They asked me to buy meditation fans, and I said they were off the shelves, but they didn't believe it, so they had to give me money to get the goods at my house."

Therefore, when the security guards arrived, they saw a group of grim-faced girls holding up the red banknotes in their hands and stuffing Zuqi's clothes, and they kept asking if it was enough...

Heng Jingchen: "..." After a long silence, he finally couldn't hold back. He laughed wildly, unkindly, and patted his thigh while laughing.

"Hahahahaha, who would have thought that you, as an actor, would sell things for sale hahahahaha, an actor who can't sell things is not a good actor hahahahaha..."

An hour later, they arrived at the audition site.

Heng Jingchen's face was about to laugh, and Zu Qi's face was blackened into coal.

Zuqi put sunglasses and masks and other equipment into his backpack, followed Heng Jingchen into the hotel lobby, and instantly attracted the attention of many passersby.

This five-star hotel was contracted by the "Palace Wall" crew for a quarter, specifically as a venue for selecting movie characters. Because directors and stars often enter and exit the hotel, the person in charge of the hotel specially arranged more security guards in the lobby.

Therefore, even if many people look at Zuqi, they don't dare to do stupid things.

Heng Jingchen led Zu Qi into the elevator and saw that Zu Qi was obviously relieved. He couldn't help but ridicule: "No matter where you go, you can meet your loyal buyers."

Zuqi smiled bitterly: "The products are all off the shelves, so what buyers are we talking about."

"Anyway, it will be on the shelves again next year." Heng Jingchen grinned, and two shallow pear vortices swirled on his cheeks.

After a pause, Heng Jingchen said again, "But you have such a good business, haven't you thought about selling other things? It would be too wasteful for such a large consumer group to use it."

Zu Qi thoughtfully: "I really want to sell something else."

"What to sell?"

"apple."

After speaking, Zu Qi suddenly remembered that he had brought two apples to Heng Jingchen. He immediately took out the apples from his backpack and stuffed them into Heng Jingchen's hands. You can give it away."

Heng Jingchen looked at the big and red apple in his hand with a slightly dazed expression, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "Can apples be used for acne treatment and beauty?"

"You'll know if you try." Zu Qi raised an eyebrow, without intending to explain too much.

If half a year ago, Zu Qi somehow gave Heng Jingchen two apples, and said that these apples can remove acne and beauty, Heng Jingchen's first reaction would definitely be to laugh at Zu Qi.

But now, with the example of a meditation fan, Heng Jingchen suddenly couldn't say anything to doubt.

Before the Jingxin Yangshen powder came out, Zu Qi gave him a few bags of trial packs. At that time, Heng Jingchen didn't believe these things, so he gave them to his bald uncle.

Unexpectedly, only half a month later, his uncle’s originally bright Mediterranean mind grew lush hair, and even his uncle’s insomnia that lasted for two months was cured...

Thoughts fluttered in Heng Jingchen's mind. He looked down at the brightly-colored and refreshing fruity apple in his hand, thinking that this time he could not give away good things stupidly.

I don't know if it was Heng Jingchen's illusion. When he walked out of the elevator, he found that Zu Qi's skin was really whiter and smoother than before, and he could not even find any acne marks or spots under the bright light.

Zu Qi was born beautiful, with thick eyelashes half-closed, covering a pair of shiny peach eyes, and the skin exposed outside the neckline has a texture like suet...

Although he looks exquisite, he is not feminine at all, especially the net height of more than 1.8 meters makes him look more toward the sunny and handsome boy next door.

In fact, Zu Qi’s external conditions are very suitable for the entertainment industry, but unfortunately it is only suitable for appearance...

Thinking of Zu Qi's vase-like acting skills, Heng Jingchen suddenly had a headache.

I hope the director can see the face of Zuqi, anyway, the role of the second male does not require much acting skills.

The audition location was in a huge conference room on the eighth floor. More people came to audition than Zuqi had imagined. The benches outside were full of waiting people, and some even sat directly on the ground.

It was the first time that he truly felt this kind of atmosphere, Zu Qi couldn't help but feel nervous secretly, and at the same time, there was a surge of excitement that couldn't be expressed in words.

"If you see Bai Guangjian later, you must strive for the best performance in front of him." Heng Jingchen is like an old father who is worrying about his son, his entire face is full of worry. "Bai Guangjian is the producer of "The Wall of the Palace", and what he said has more weight than the director."

Zu Qi quietly listened to Hengjingchen's babble, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

Heng Jingchen still had a movie to be filmed in the afternoon, and he couldn't leave for too long. After he handed Zuqi to a staff member surnamed Tong, he took two big apples to leave.

Zu Qi sent Heng Jingchen to the elevator door, hugged him gratefully, and said, "Jingchen, thank you."

"We are good buddies. It would be too polite to say thank you." Heng Jingchen patted Zu Qi on the back vigorously and encouraged, "Come on, don't be looked down upon, I am waiting for your good news."

After sending Heng Jingchen away, Zu Qi went back to find the staff surnamed Tong. The girl Xu was very polite to Zu Qi because of Heng Jingchen’s face, poured him a cup of hot water, and let him sit in the lounge and wait. .

As time passed, Zu Qi saw that the staff had not come to call him to come on stage, so he was ready to read the script.

As a result, shortly after opening the script, the boy came in with a dark blue ancient costume gown and asked Zu Qi to go to the fitting room inside to change it.

Zu Qi didn't know how to wear this kind of clothes. Finally, he finished the change with the help of a male staff member. He walked out of the fitting room, and the people in the lounge cast amazing eyes.

"You look so good in this way." The boy did not hesitate to praise himself.

The child looked at Zu Qi back and forth several times, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him was very attractive.

She originally picked a set of dark clothes and stuffed Zuqi casually, but she didn't expect a set of plain clothes to shine on Zuqi.

Zu Qi smiled in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer, but said thank you in a low voice.

Although Zu Qi's soul is twenty-six or seventeen years old, his body is only nineteen years old, and his voice and smile can hardly conceal the tenderness and shyness of a teenager.

The little boy watched Zuqi's cheeks gradually blush, and the maternal love in his heart was overwhelming, and he only hated not having such a cute brother.

Before, the child only intended to apply a random dab on Zuqi's face, but now he has put on make-up seriously, and also wears a waist-length wig-this is a treatment that all the auditioning staff do not have.