The Tool Man Thinks It's Not Possible [Quick Wear]

1.8 - I want to blacklist this person

　　On the messy big bed, Lu Yiyan woke up with a splitting headache while holding his forehead. There was a tearing pain under his body, and he stood up in panic, waking up the people around him.

　　The man put his big hands around his shoulders and said, "Baby, you must be tired last night. Don't get up in a hurry and lie down with me for a while."

　　"M-Mr. Ma..." Lu Yiyan's mind was in a mess.

　　"Well, be good." Ma Heng said vaguely with a sleepy look, "Follow me and tell me what you want from now on. I won't treat you badly."

　　He closed his eyes and fell asleep without seeing Lu Yiyan's livid face.

　　Yesterday, his manager took him to a party and handed him a drink. After drinking it, he felt groggy. What happened next is self-evident.

　　Looking at the fat middle-aged man in front of him, and recalling the chaos last night, he felt sick, lifted up the quilt, and staggered into the toilet.

　　"Sister Li, why are you doing this?!" Lu Yiyan called his agent, his voice full of anger, "You told me clearly last night that you were just a social worker!"

　　When he questioned him, the other party showed no guilt at all. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Last night, when Mr. Ma got you drunk and took the opportunity to touch you, didn't you refuse?"

　　"I thought he was just...!"

　　"Just a touch? Xiao Lu, you can't really be so naive, right?" Sister Li's voice was mocking, "Are you made of gold? Mr. Ma will use such a good resource if he touches you Give it to you?"

　　Lu Yiyan said angrily: "If I had known in advance, I would not have agreed! I didn't want to take this road at all. I can become popular on my own!"

　　"Rely on yourself? What do you rely on, your poor acting skills?" Sister Li poked his face away mercilessly, "You can get to this point by relying on the resources I have piled up for you? But look Look at yourself and see what you are photographing. Sometimes I wonder if you are from the same school as me."

　　Lu Yiyan was shaking with anger, but he heard Sister Li soften her tone and said comfortingly: "Many people are watching the position next to Mr. Ma. He is generous and will not treat you badly. Haven't you always wanted to go to that popular variety show, Ma?" He is always the biggest investor, he won you a place in the latest season, and he is a regular guest."

　　...Resident guest? Lu Yiyan squeezed the phone in his hand and fell silent.

　　Sister Li persuaded her in a familiar manner: "Xiao Lu, you are already twenty-six years old, how many more years of youth can you still have? You can earn more while you are young."

　　There was cruel contempt in her voice, "Since you choose to live on your face, why not eat till the end?"

　　Lu Yiyan hung up the phone without saying a word, his face uglier than crying.

　　What happened has happened, and he can no longer clean it up. Even if there was a quarrel and the other party was wealthy and powerful, he would not gain anything and would only end up in ruins.

　　Now at least there are resources available... He deserves these.

　　He looked at the messy marks on his body, and his gaze went from top to bottom, landing on his unscarred right ankle. Qin Yunran didn't know what method was used that time. When he returned, he only felt numbness in his joints at first, but they swelled up that night, and he felt sore as soon as he landed on the ground. It delayed the filming process, so I was scolded by the director and agent, and I had to endure the pain while filming the drama. Even though I have recovered now, I still feel a dull pain. I don't know whether it is a psychological effect or the root cause of the disease.