Beijing, Xiangwenshe.

He Xiangdong is meeting guests, and the visitor is Gao Junsheng.

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "Old Gao, I just mentioned it casually back then, why did you really use this name?"

Gao Junsheng was also fun, so he said, "That's right, I have to share the joy of your noble man. Look, you are more popular now than spicy chicken. We can't take up any points of your life."

He Xiangdong shook his head: "You're still spicy chicken? I'm almost as red as a crane. Why don't you come and try it?"

Gao Junsheng said angrily: "Go to you, I don't want to be scolded."

He Xiangdong smiled and said, "You are a small folk theater that can't be a good person. You're not a good person at first glance."

Gao Junsheng squirted: "Go to play."

He Xiangdong became a little more serious, and he also sighed a little: "When you left Beijing, I knew you would come back one day. You, Gao Junsheng, must be a character, and now you are indeed here."

Gao Junsheng nodded, his thoughts drifted back to the past. At that time, when Xiang Wenshe was forced to move, he encountered demolition like Xiang Wenshe, but even when he was in trouble, his actors left him one after another and he was forced to leave Beijing.

After many years, he killed him again.

Gao Junsheng said: "Yes, I'm back. Although I have only developed for two years now, my family business is already much bigger than before. Alas, I don't know if those guys would regret it back then."

He Xiangdong also said: "People at that time didn't know Lingyunmu, so they just waited for Lingyun to tell Gao. You are still the same Gao Junsheng, but they will always be the same."

Gao Junsheng nodded and sighed: "It's reasonable, forget it, I won't talk about this anymore. Come on, let me introduce you to this. This is the best actor in our place. Come on, Xiao Shen."

Xiao Shen came over. The young man looked average but very aura. He smiled and greeted He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong also nodded repeatedly: "Oh, hello, come on, sit down, don't stand, don't be polite when you get here, just like at home."

Xiao Shen also said a few words of politeness, then sat down and chatted.

Before we could talk a few more words here, He Xiangdong's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was called by Zhang Shubai. He Xiangdong felt a little shocked at that time, pressed the answer button and put it in his ear: "Hey."

Gao Junsheng looked at He Xiangdong's face becoming paler and his body became shaking. He and Xiao Shen looked at each other and stood up in a hurry.

He Xiangdong only felt that his eyes were getting dark, and his whole body was a little dizzy, and his ears were buzzing. He had time to say, "I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, He Xiangdong stood there and was shaking.

Gao Junsheng quickly supported him and asked nervously: "What's wrong with you?"

He Xiangdong's chest was undulating and panting. After a long time, his mind returned to clear light. His face was very gloomy and solemn. He grabbed his phone in his hand, turned his head and said to Gao Junsheng: "Boss Gao, I have some urgent matters here, and I can't continue to accompany him."

Gao Junsheng hurriedly said, "It's okay, do you need our help in your business? If you want help, just say it. At least one person has a short skill, and two people have a good skill."

He Xiangdong nodded. He had no intention of staying here for too long, so he quickly ran out.

Gao Junsheng knew that he was worried, so he didn't care about this.

He Xiangdong rushed into the yard and shouted, "Where is Changsheng, where is Changsheng people?"

Chang Sheng is He Xiangdong's agent.

The Shrine of the Shrine came out of the office and asked from a distance: "What's wrong? What's going on?"

He Xiangdong quickly said: "From now on, I have pushed all my work."

"Ah?" Chang Sheng was stunned. He was anxious. "No, we have done a lot of work, how can we push this?"

He Xiangdong roared like an angry lion, "I don't care. I won't attend all activities. All invitations will be postponed indefinitely. I'll reply to you later."

After saying that, He Xiangdong hurriedly ran out.

The yard was silent and everyone was frightened by the momentum of He Xiangdong. It was really scary to be anxious.

Chang Sheng held it in for a long time, but didn't even put a word out. He could still manage artists when he was in charge of artists, and the authority of agents was quite large.

He is in trouble now when he meets He Xiangdong. He Xiangdong decides everything. He strongly opposed it when he was verbally war, but He Xiangdong has never heard of him.

Now, why did they come out? They responded to many programs, but he didn't give him an explanation, and the others left and threw away a bunch of messes. Chang Sheng almost cried.

But he couldn't twist He Xiangdong, there was no way. He Xiangdong was his artist, but he was also his boss. He Xiangdong paid him a salary, so he could only silently clean up the mess for He Xiangdong with tears in his eyes.

He Xiangdong called Tian Jiani when he left the door and asked her to bring her children back quickly. The family of three rushed back to Shanghai on the plane that day and rushed to the hospital directly.

Along the way, He Xiangdong held his hands tightly together. He never believed in gods and ghosts, but at this moment he was really praying to the gods because he could only pray to the gods.

Birth, old age, sickness and death cannot be controlled by human power.

He and Tian Jiani didn't say much along the way.

The three of them rushed to the hospital. Zhang Shubai was waiting downstairs early. When He Xiangdong saw it, he asked, "Brother, how are my master?"

Zhang Shubai shook his head and said, "I just took the medicine and I'm hanging the injection now, but...ah, I'm afraid it's time to reach the limit."

Although he had already made a prediction in his heart, after hearing this news, He Xiangdong's face was still very white and his steps became empty.

He barely calmed down his mind and walked into the hospital and walked to the door of the ward. Zhang Yushu was sitting at the door, and the old man looked haggard now.

Seeing He Xiangdong coming back, Zhang Yushu also stood up and said, "Are you back?"

He Xiangdong said: "Yes, Uncle Zhang, I'm back."

Zhang Yushu nodded.

"Grandpa Zhang." Xiao He also shouted crisply.

A heavy smile finally came out from Zhang Yushu's face.

He Xiangdong frowned and asked again: "My master..."

"Oh..." Zhang Yushu sighed, his face full of sorrow, "Actually, your master was leaving a few years ago. The doctors said that his body was despised, and there were too many hidden dangers of injury, which hurt the root cause and cannot be well maintained."

"He, even if he can't rest assured that you can't rest assured that he can't rest assured that he can speak crosstalk. He has been hanging in this tone until now. Brother Fang has to force him for a lifetime, but he is afraid that he will drag you down. He has never been willing to go to Beijing to see you for so many years. Even if he is sick or hospitalized, he doesn't let us tell you, but he is afraid that you will be worried."

"There is also crosstalk. Brother Fang has been thinking about crosstalk all his life, and now he looks like he is half dead. He doesn't say it, but I know he feels bitter. I also know that he has been blaming himself, blaming himself for bringing you on the road of crosstalk. Now that crosstalk is in a downturn, how can you get a good crosstalk? It's not necessarily possible to make money from food. He is worried, but he keeps everything in his heart and doesn't say anything."

"Oh, now, he saw that you were relieved and the crosstalk became better. His breath was finally relieved. When he was relaxed, he couldn't hold on."

He Xiangdong was already in tears.
Chapter completed!