Shining Stars: First Producer

Unaware of the shock he inadvertently brought to others, Lu Cheng stood in the elevator with no expression on his face, watching the floor buttons change rapidly.

"Why did you come to the company suddenly?" Assistant Song couldn't help but asked when he was about to arrive at the destination.

This question made Lu Cheng stop involuntarily, not sure if he should tell the real reason.

But before he could make a decision, Assistant Song quickly said again, "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Assistant Song's expression was very troubled, because he was afraid of hearing an answer that he couldn't accept at all.

Lu Cheng looked blankly at the wrinkled expression on his face, feeling a little aggrieved inexplicably, since she hadn't said anything yet.

But before he could express his opinion, the elevator had already arrived at the destination, and Lu Cheng couldn't help but frown annoyedly as he looked at Assistant Song's back.

Coming to this place that he used to come often again, Lu Cheng only felt that everything here was covered with a layer of fuzzy veil, although he still felt a little familiar, but more of them were strange, except for that one person.

Lu Cheng was a little surprised to find that the moment she saw Song Moran, she didn't feel any strangeness in her heart, watching his every move was familiar, as if she had never been separated.

After discovering the thoughts in his heart, Lu Cheng couldn't help licking his dry lips, always feeling that some places were out of his control.

Song Moran didn't leave him any time to think, and waved to Assistant Song who was standing beside him, signaling that he could leave.

Looking at the two people who seemed to have become a couple, Assistant Song's eyes became more complicated, but he didn't dare to let Song Moran find out that something was wrong, so he lowered his head tightly and put his expression like this Strictly.

"President," Assistant Song shouted, "Please don't forget the meeting at 2 pm."

Assistant Song's existence is like a high-intensity light bulb, constantly glowing and glowing during the communication between the two of them, never knowing what a low-key is.

Song Moran couldn't help frowning. He wanted to reproach him, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the time indicated by the watch on his wrist, and stopped when he was about to blurt out.

"I see," Song Moran said.

Feeling the increasingly serious oppression on him, Assistant Song knew that if he stayed here any longer, he would definitely be bored by Song Moran, so he nodded at him and then quickly turned and left.

Finally, only Song Moran and Lu Cheng were left in the office, as if everything had quieted down, and they could even hear each other's heartbeat.

Lu Cheng withdrew her gaze from the door, looked at Song Moran with some doubts, and asked softly, "The two o'clock meeting? It's almost here now, why don't we talk when you come back."

Song Moran turned around and walked to the sofa next to him, disapproving of Lu Cheng's words.

"Why do we have to wait until we come back to talk? You will come with me at two o'clock," Song Moran said expressionlessly, his tone so calm that there was no room for discussion.

Lu Cheng frowned involuntarily, and couldn't laugh or cry at his dominance.

"What am I going to do?" Lu Cheng said helplessly, always feeling like he was facing an unreasonable child, "I am no longer an employee of the company."

Song Moran's expression, which was still leisurely at the beginning, suddenly stopped. He stood up expressionlessly, and slowly approached Lu Cheng, revealing the aura on his body without any concealment.

"Is this what you really think in your heart? Completely break away from me and the company?" Song Moran stared at him and asked in a deep voice.

Lu Cheng instinctively knew that he should refute now, but he really didn't want to reveal his inner thoughts, so he couldn't help but quiet down.

But this kind of performance made Song Moran misunderstand, he slowly pushed Lu Cheng to a corner where he could not retreat, then slowly leaned down, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Impossible, forever Don't try to escape from me."

The hot and humid water vapor sprayed in his ears, and Lu Cheng trembled uncontrollably. He stretched out his hand to stop Song Moran's tendency to keep approaching, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Song Moran stood up straight slowly, noncommittal to his words, but what showed in his eyes was his insistence on what he said before.

Lu Cheng's heart was beating violently and irregularly, as if he was about to leave his body.

She unconsciously put her hands on her chest, as if trying to suppress the beating of her heart, but soon she found that it was useless.

The rapid beating of her heart caused her cheeks to constantly become congested and red, and it seemed that even her breathing became much weaker.

"The person I want to meet at two o'clock is Su Xiaoyue. He is in charge of everything on the Internet, so he has something to do with you," Song Moran explained softly, looking straight at her pierced earlobes.

Lu Cheng unconsciously moved under his gaze, and then quickly discovered the point of his words.

"You haven't said anything yet," Lu Cheng asked.

Song Moran turned around and went back to sitting on the sofa. His suit couldn't help but wrinkle a little because of this posture, and his aura weakened a lot.

"Someone spread rumors on the Internet that you plagiarized," Song Moran said casually, but his attitude did not infect Lu Cheng at all.

It was as if a heavy hammer hit his head all at once, and Lu Cheng didn't react for a long time.

It took a long time for her to react slowly, and she regained her ability to speak little by little.

"Plagiarism? How is it possible!" Lu Cheng said in a sad and angry tone, and suddenly thought of Song Moran calling him over, and turned his eyes quickly.

Sensing Lu Cheng's gaze staring directly at him, Song Moran felt a little uncomfortable, which was rare.

He turned to the side and said softly, "Yes, how is plagiarism possible."

Lu Cheng was not satisfied with his answer at all, because she couldn't tell whether Song Moran trusted her or had to say this for the company's reputation.

"Do you believe me? Do you believe that I didn't plagiarize?" Lu Cheng asked, and the direction of every question was very clear, leaving no room for Song Moran to be vague.