Chapter 232

Taking advantage of the break, song Yanshu bought a cup of hot coffee to warm Mu Qingqing. As she walked back to the rest room, a figure flashed by in the corner, avoiding song Yanshu's eyes.

She's a woman. She's gorgeous.

Song Yan Shu's eyebrows raised waves, and then he was mercilessly a Lin, the coffee in his hand fell to the ground.

"Qing Qing, let's go!" Song Yanshu rushed into the rest room recklessly and took Mu Qingqing to the door.

Mu Qingqing was still in a daze, but she recovered her reason as quickly as possible, and shook off song Yanshu's hand. "What's going on? Where are you going?"

When asked by Mu Qingqing, the reason of song Yanshu is stuck in his throat. He doesn't know where to start, about all this. In short, the matter did not end there, a sense of crisis invaded song Yanshu's consciousness, lit up the alarm.

"Anyway, don't shoot today. I think I think you are not in good condition and injured again. Listen to me. Don't shoot any more today, OK? " Song Yanshu knew that his reason was too far fetched, but at this time he could not tell Mu Qingqing everything.

There was a silence, but mu Qingqing laughed. She reached out and patted song Yanshu's hat and said, "what's wrong with you today? You really think you're my assistant. What's the matter with this injury? I sprayed painkillers and it's OK. You should know that shooting and bumping are normal. There's no need to make a fuss about it. "

"But..." Before Song Yanshu's voice was exported, Mu Qingqing interrupted his worry.

"Don't make a fuss. This advertisement is very important to me. How can I stop shooting because of this injury?" Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed again in a flash. She didn't care much. Although song Yanshu was really abnormal today, she still thought it was just a joke of song Yanshu. She didn't care.

The phone rings quickly in the lounge. Song Yanshu takes out the phone and looks at it. It's a strange thing. He deliberately avoids Mu Qingqing and walks out of the rest room.

"What do you find?" Song Yanshu pulled down his hat and asked in a low voice.

"First of all, the company that sued us for infringement and withdrew the lawsuit suddenly turned out to be an empty shell company, which had just been registered. The registered address of its headquarters is Kyoto.

Second, I talked to the companies that had not reached an agreement for two years. Three days ago, they got the property right agent of a Kyoto brand in Greater China, which they coveted for a long time. Then I received a letter of intent from the planning department of their company and asked me to talk to them immediately.

Third, you asked me to check the KC brand, but there is nothing unusual. The only thing that can be related to the first two things is the change and transfer of equity in KC's head office. Now, the largest shareholder of shares is also from Kyoto. "

Cheng Xi Zai Zai carefully will find everything he found, without reservation told song Yan Shu.

"Did you find out if the same person was behind this?" Cheng Xi's words have made song Yanshu clear about the truth of all the plots, but he still wants to further confirm.

"I can't find it. The information of the other party is almost cleaned up. Even the registration and transactions on the Internet are artificially protected. In addition, the distance is relatively far, and it is very difficult to trace across the border. In a short time, we can only know so much. "

"I still don't know what's going on now!" Cheng Xi is a little anxious. What he worries about is the safety of Mu Qingqing.

Of course, song Yanshu understood Cheng Xi's worries, but this was not the time to say so, so he hung up the phone.

The truth has come to light. Song Yanshu is determined to take Mu Qingqing away at once. But in the moment when she turns around, she happens to see that Mu Qingqing is hoisted to Weiya, and has risen to a height of seven or eight meters. Before he could react, the director gave the order and the shooting started.

At almost the same time, song Yanshu rushed to the shooting area, trying to stop the almost foreseeable crisis, but it was still a step late.

Within five seconds, a burst of exclamation was heard. Song Yanshu looked up at the shooting area and saw that the Weiya wire rope tied to Mu Qingqing was suddenly broken, and the whole person fell from a height of more than eight meters and fell heavily on the cushion.

The director was in a mess for a moment, and the scene was also in chaos.

"Qing Qing!" Song Yanshu yelled, but the voice was drowned in the call of the people. At that moment, he heard a violent sound, but not from the surrounding, but his own heart. After all, song Yanshu still failed to protect Mu Qingqing. He had already arrived at the scene and foresaw the crisis, but he still watched everything happen.

"Get out of the way!" A man's shrill voice of reprimand blocked in front of song Yanshu and took the lead to Mu Qingqing. People are stunned at one side, at a loss, only a few calm staff keep calling the ambulance.

It was mo Liancheng. He even appeared on the set of an Cheng film and television base. To his surprise, in addition to the public, there was also song Yanshu.

"Qing Qing, Qing Qing..." Mo Liancheng picked up Mu Qingqing and carefully held the back of her head with his hands and rushed into his arms."Liancheng..." Mu Qingqing's eyebrows trembled, and her body also kept shaking. At that moment, Mu Qingqing felt powerless and even unconscious. Only the dizziness of the dark, attacking the brain, as if to sleep at any time.

Mu Qingqing lightly called Mo Liancheng, and the whole person lost consciousness.

It takes more than two hours to get from the Ancheng film and television base to the nearest hospital. Waiting for the ambulance back and forth is too long. The film and television base is just a small medical center, with no equipment to help Mu Qingqing check and treat. The staff said anxiously on one side, as if everything had reached the point of irreparable.

Mo Liancheng's eyes are dark and deep. Looking from afar, it seems that there is no trace of light, which is breathtaking. He did not pay attention to the fragmentary thoughts of the staff, but directly picked up Mu Qingqing and, accompanied by two bodyguards, quickly walked out of the studio.

Song Yanshu followed the crowd and walked out of the studio with Mo Liancheng.

In the eyes of a crowd, song Yanshu clenched his fist. After all, he was a little late in moliancheng, just as he had been a few years ago, or even in a more distant memory, song Yanshu was not only late once.

In terms of Mu Qingqing's life path, song Yanshu is more like a parallel line with which she only meets her face to face