Chapter 584 - What A Messy Circle (7)

Chapter 584: What A Messy Circle (7)
Translator: 
Henyee Translations 
 Editor: 
Henyee Translations

Ming Shu just got outside when Fang Qi called. 
Heihei, Boss Xu, can I ask you a favor?



Is it good or bad?
Ming Shu walked toward the car.
If it’s bad, then don’t bother. If it’s good, tell me and I’ll consider it.


How could I ask you to do bad things, Boss Xu. Yangyang and I are busy, so can you help pick up a person for me?
 
Fang Qi said fawningly on the other end, 
It’s very simple, Boss Xu.



Do I look so idle?


I saw the WeChat moments ago. You were eating ice cream with the crew.
Doesn’t that look idle?



…
Ming Shu immediately offered the price.
Three chicken thighs.

Fang Qi:
…

You’re a boss, do you lack in chicken thighs?

…
Ming Shu looked up at the large characters
Asylum for Lunatics
and felt she offered a really low price. This should be worth at least ten chicken thighs, right?
Ming Shu pushed aside Little Beastie, who was squatting on the phone, and called Fang Qi. She began to renegotiate.
Fang Qi was deeply persuaded by Ming Shu’s obsession with chicken thighs. 
Boss Xu, you weren’t like this before. You were such a warmhearted person in the past, how can you do such hings now!



I’m trying to reshape my former image as the rich idiot,
Ming Shu answered calmly.
Accept it or not, I’ll leave. You can do it by yourself.


Okay okay okay, deal.
 
Fang Qi had no idea why Ming Shu would threaten him over several chicken thighs and he was extremely impressed by her now.
After Fang Qi agreed to the new offer, Ming Shu drove the car into Asylum for Lunatics. Little Beastie rolled a circle on the passenger seat, and seeing Ming Shu get out of the car, it threw itself into the snacks pile.


Ming Shu looked back and saw this through the glass, then Little Beastie swiftly put all the snacks into its storage space.

Hey!

Ming Shu pulled open the car door, but Little Beastie immediately darted under the seat.

Are you Miss Xu?

Ming Shu touched her neck and smashed the car door closed. She turned around to look at the person walking over and smiled.
The asylum director had received Fang Qi’s call and expected her.

The patient is still emotionally unstable, so when you go back, I hope you won’t upset him,
the director said to Ming Shu lightly. As they walked, she saw some patients in hospital clothes from time to time.
The director led Ming Shu to a hospital room.
He’s right here. I’ll go through the discharge formalities for you, and you can go in and see him.

Ming Shu watched the director leave. She pushed open the hospital room’s door to take a glance inside.
It was clean and bright inside. The quilt on the bed was folded up, and the objects inside were also organized in order, but she didn’t see anyone in the room.



Are you here to pick me up?

A cold voice sounded from behind the door. Ming Shu leaned in and looked toward it.
A young man in sports wear leaned against the wall, his right foot against the wall and the left foot extended forward; arms crossed before his chest, and chin slightly lifted. He posed himself very cooly. As Ming Shu looked at him, he grinned and revealed two small canine teeth.
His shining eyes seemed to be decorated with broken lights.
The young man put down his hands and pulled the door open.
I’ve been waiting here for an hour. Did you walk here? You’re too slow, I almost fell asleep.


Come in, I won’t bully you.


What are you looking at?

Ming Shu didn’t go in and instead stayed a distance away from the young man.
The car’s outside, let’s go.

I should take this licensed psychopath to exchange for drumsticks right away.

The young man continued inviting Ming Shu in.
Won’t you come in and have a look?



Ming Shu:
…
 What’s interesting about a boring hospital room? Are there any snacks inside? No, I don’t want to see inside.

The director came to them right at this time. He needed Ming Shu to sign some papers, so Ming Shu asked as she signed,
Are you sure he’s well now?


Here’s the test results.
The director drew out a paper to show Ming Shu.
According to the results, Mister Lu is quite normal.


But why do I feel that he needs some more treatment, do you need to have a more careful test?

The director smiled with a little bit of embarrassment.
It’s a slow process and it takes time. We need patience to treat them.


…
Ming Shu gave a fake smile.
After signing the documents, the director sent Ming Shu and the young man out of the gate.
The young man got into the car and looked around curiously.
What’s your name? Where are we going? What’s this… Are you familiar with Fang Qi? Why did he ask you to come and pick up me, and what’s your relation? Is this the new-release movie?

As they got into the car and drove for some distance, the young man had never stopped asking questions.
Yangyang, you have kin here!


Ming Shu even wanted to stuff his mouth with snacks. But thinking of her snacks… She dropped the idea in the end.

Stop the car, stop, stop.
The young man stuck his face in the window glass and kept yelling at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu ignored him. I should send this psychopath to the appointed place ASAP.

Get my drumsticks, and run.

I don’t want to get myself into trouble.


Stop the car, I’m getting off. Can’t you hear me? What’s wrong with your hearing, why don’t you listen to me? I’m getting off, stop the car!

Ming Shu smiled.
My job is to send you back, I don’t provide a stopover service.

The young man frowned and suddenly unfastened the seat belt. The car door was locked, but he could open the car window. He directly leaned half of his body out of the car.
The cars behind honked their horns fiercely. One of the cars flew past and almost hit the young man.
Ming Shu felt a strong throb between her eyebrows. She pulled him back by his collar.
Are you looking for death?

The young man yelled,
Stop the car, stop the car, I’m getting off!

Ming Shu gave several looks to him and endured her anger. She found a place to park the car. As soon as the car stopped, he pushed open the car door and ran toward the plaza nearby swiftly.
The psychopath ran very fast, and after Ming Shu got out of the car, he had disappeared from sight.
She looked around to see many stands selling food, so surely enough she decided to feed herself before looking for him.
If I can’t find him?

Then I’ll just call the police.

While eating, Ming Shu asked Fang Qi who this psychopath was. On the other end of the line, Fang Qi seemed to be in a noisy place. Hearing this question, he was surprised at first, and then exclaimed exaggeratedly.

He’s Lu Zhuo! Boss Xu, is there anything wrong with your brain? You don’t know Lu Zhuo? He was under your company and was very famous a year ago…


Ming Shu:
…

There were so many messy things in her brain, so without a keyword, how could she know?
Lu Zhuo.
A handsome young boy who went virally popular three years ago. He didn’t have many works, but each one had an excellent reputation and was regarded as a classic, winning him quite a few awards.
Lu Zhuo himself was also described as
the cool tyrant boss and the smiling brother next door
in the circle. But one year ago, Lu Zhuo suddenly disappeared. As in the entertainment industry, if the old faces didn’t go, the new ones wouldn’t have opportunities to come. So without new works, and with reduced attention, Lu Zhuo was soon silently replaced by others.
If you searched the name Lu Zhuo online now, you would only get some results about the true-love fans asking what Lu Zhuo was doing, and whether he would reappear on the screen or not.
Ming Shu asked the secretary and confirmed that Lu Zhuo was indeed Beichen’s artist, and the contract even had two more years left.
As for the past year’s disappearance, the secretary said, in the end, it was Lu Zhuo’s personal matter.
Ming Shu thought about the person she just picked up from the Asylum for Lunatics… It didn’t seem to be some personal matter.