Chapter 1: Just a dream of Huang Liang before dying(1/2)
New book: "My Internet celebrity development game"
Haicheng, in the magnificent hotel.
A group of well-dressed men and women chatted and laughed, and young men in suits responded with ease.
"Congratulations to President Jiang for breaking new highs on Double Eleven!"
"Mr. Jiang, I'll give you another cup."
"Mr. Jiang, there are already many merchants in contact with Double 12 next month. Double 12 will definitely set another record!"
The protagonist in the middle of the banquet hall is called "Jiang Cheng", who is also the organizer of this banquet.
"Mr. Jiang seems to have a girlfriend, right?"
"I don't know which woman is so lucky..."
Jiang Cheng is 25 years old this year, and is in the period of his career development.
Others have just graduated from college, but he has become the boss of an Internet culture company worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and he is very rich in his youth.
In his early years, he became famous by playing short videos and gained tens of millions of fans. He established an internet celebrity incubation company and took advantage of the outbreak of traffic.
"Mr. Jiang, Director Li of the Taxation Bureau has called you."
The assistant handed the phone to Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng held the wine glass and smiled at the corner of his eyes: "Hey, Director Li..."
"Xiaocheng, the tax policy has been changed recently. After investigation, it was found that some internet celebrities evade tax under the guise of legal tax avoidance. They called to remind you to check if there are any problems with their own accounts, whether there are any taxes or those that need to be paid. You can't be careless in this regard."
"Okay, Director Li..."
Jiang Cheng smiled and hung up the phone after listening to it, but his heart was sank.
At this time, the woman wearing a black suspender leather skirt and high heels walked up with a smile, her eyes flowing with affection.
"Mr. Jiang, I don't know if I have a chance to celebrate this year's anniversary..."
Jiang Cheng smiled at the beautiful woman with beautiful figure and white skin in front of him, but he was not in the mood to talk about love.
When the celebration banquet ended, the internet celebrity in black suspender leather skirt was about to reach Jiang Cheng's contact information before leaving satisfied.
"Mr. Jiang, I'll give you a ride."
"No, I'll go and wake up and sober up."
Jiang Cheng waved his hand and left the hotel and walked on the road. Recently, several heads have been investigated. Unexpectedly, he was a little upset when he found out here.
At this time, the phone in your pocket vibrates.
Caller ID, Jiang Churan.
Jiang Cheng was in a complicated mood and answered the phone: "Hey."
"Xiaocheng, I'm going abroad."
"Congratulations."
Jiang Cheng licked his lips and squeezed out two words from his throat.
After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Jiang Churan said softly: "Thank you, there may be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. I will leave at noon tomorrow and call you to say goodbye."
Some words were stuck in my heart and couldn't say them. Jiang Cheng was about to say something but hung up the phone, and a busy voice came.
Doudou...
Jiang Cheng showed deep fatigue on his face, and only inexplicable depression and at a loss were left in his heart.
What's the use of being successful in your youth and having a successful career?
I'm busy with some money until today, but I didn't expect to live like a clown on the surface and behind my back.
He really wanted to say to her on the other end of the phone, "I'm really tired."
"If I were more selfish, haha..."
Jiang Cheng shrugged and watched the red light turn green, and walked towards the zebra crossing numbly.
A cup to the past
Support my body and shoulders
Although I never believe that the mountains are high and the rivers are long
Why don't you forget life short
One cup to be free and one cup to be death
Forgive my ordinary dispels confusion
Well, after dawn, always leave the field sloppy
The most ridiculous person
Jiang Cheng likes this song very much. The artistic conception is full of the sadness and burdens about all ordinary life. The artistic conception of moving forward heavily exaggerates him.
"It should be too late to rush back tomorrow morning, right?"
Jiang Cheng took a look at the time and planned to buy a plane ticket and fly back.
The dazzling white light suddenly appeared on the side, and a heavy truck rushed straight towards him without any intention of slowing down.
The driver's heart was twitching and it was too late to brake. It was already early in the morning. Why was there still someone wandering on the zebra crossing?
It's over!
With a rumbling sound, Jiang Li was knocked out more than 40 meters away.
The driver was so scared that his eyes were as stiff as copper bells, his hands and feet were stiff and his face was pale. He said in a panic that there was no surveillance on the road, so he fled from the scene on the accelerator.
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"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng!?"
A noisy sound came, and Jiang Cheng raised his head in a daze.
The young man with a Korean-style hairstyle next to him patted his shoulder, and was startled by Jiang Cheng.
"Zhuo! You just slept like a dead person and didn't move. You didn't even sound like you, so I was scared by you. Are you teasing me?"
Xiang Gan was frightened and thought Jiang Cheng had died suddenly.
"Who are you……"
Jiang Cheng blinked and looked at the young man with a little familiarity: "Xiang Gan? Haven't you been isolated in the United States with your wife?"
"What?"
Xiang Gan said in surprise: "You haven't woken up yet in your dream? Where did I get my wife? Are you talking about Xu Manting?"
"Xu Manting, she didn't give you..."
etc!
Jiang Cheng looked at the cigarette butts in the ashtray, Yibao on the table, and his face with his neck fucked was indeed much younger.
Combined with the pictures in front of you, the memories in your mind finally overlapped.
"Shit!"
Jiang Cheng felt a faint colic from his heart and his head hurt a little, so he closed his eyes and rested for a while.
"Don't talk."
"?"
Xiang Gan was speechless, wouldn’t he just stayed up all night?
After a moment, Jiang Cheng finally woke up and picked up his phone and looked at the time.
Not 2024,
It's August 29, 2018 now!
"What's the situation? Are you feeling really uncomfortable?"
Xiang Gan looked at him worriedly and patted his back.
Jiang Cheng leaned on the chair and wanted to laugh, his eyes dull, "Old Xiang, I have a very luxurious dream."
"What dream? And what happened to Xu Manting you just said?"
"I dreamed that Jiang Churan did not go to the theater, and I did not fall into depravity. You married your wife and went to the United States. Jiang Churan and I were married, haha..."
There is no perfection, it is just a dream before death.
That dizzy driver is definitely running a red light!
Xiang Gan nodded slightly and asked with a smile: "Isn't this good? Why is my face similar to my ex-girlfriend who has been dead for a year? What else is depravity?"
"No, it's a depravity to play games all night with you."
"Yes, yes, you're right!"
To be continued...