Shining Stars: First Producer

After a long period of silence, Lu Cheng tightly closed his eyes, pretending to be calm and asked, "Do you have time now?"

Probably because he had been looking forward to it for such a long time, and after working so hard for it for so long, something suddenly appeared in front of him, and a moment of darkness flashed before Bai Xiaofei's eyes.

He grinned feebly, feeling as if he was stepping on a piece of cotton candy, so soft that he couldn't keep his body steady at all.

"Of course there is," Bai Xiaofei said with a slight movement of his throat, full of expectation.

"Then I'll see you downstairs at Song's." Lu Cheng said calmly, and his other finger brushed across the arm of the person next to him.

"Song..." Bai Xiaofei hesitated a little, and couldn't help asking, "Is Song Moran with you?"

"Well," Lu Cheng nodded as a matter of course, and then deliberately asked, "Aren't you afraid to see him? Because of what happened before?"

Bai Xiaofei just made Lucheng believe in his innocence, so how could he dig his own grave in the current situation.

He gritted his teeth and said as if nothing had happened, "Of course not, but I thought he was very busy at work, but I didn't expect that he would have such time."

"He doesn't trust me," Lu Cheng said without thinking too much, but it was his attitude that made Bai Xiaofei speechless and quite uncomfortable.

"Oh, this is very good." Bai Xiaofei opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say such a sentence.

If there were other people by his side at this moment, they would definitely see his stern face and the veins that were about to break free from his skin. Not only did he not look like the usual elegant gentleman, but he also looked a little bit heart-warming. Chilling chill.

Lu Cheng didn't have the ability to know his thoughts through a single sentence, and he just thought it was an ordinary sigh, and didn't take it to heart at all.

"That's how it is," Lu Cheng thought in his heart for a while, but didn't realize that he had forgotten anything, and said, "Call me when you arrive."

"Beep beep..." Before Bai Xiaofei could say anything more, he was chilled by the busy voice from over there. His lips moved for a while, and a small voice came gradually.

"See you later then."

The person who should have heard this sentence had already hung up the phone. The voice whirled around in the empty office for a while, and finally hid under the sofa powerlessly.

Lu Cheng casually threw the phone on the table next to her, turned over and changed her sitting position, resting her chin with her fingers weakly, and looked at Song Moran with round eyes.

As soon as Song Moran lowered his head, he saw her posture like the sun, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he paused for a moment before reaching out to grab her fingers as if nothing had happened.

Holding those slender and tender fingers in his hands, Song Moran asked softly, "What are you thinking? Why do you have such an expression?"

Lu Cheng pondered for a long time, sliding her fingers in Song Moran's palm one after another, stirring up clusters of small flames in his heart, but she didn't notice it.

Song Moran couldn't help pinching his fingers tightly, and calmly changed his sitting position, his long legs turned up as if there was no place to rest, he was obviously dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but he looked a little more ruffian for no reason .

"Huh?" Song Moran asked with a drawn out voice, the deliberately low voice echoed in the empty office, and finally slowly fell into Lu Cheng's ears.

She raised her hand uncomfortably to touch her earlobe, and blushed before she realized it.

"It's nothing," Lu Cheng murmured softly, "I'm just feeling a little complicated, but I can't find any adjectives to express them."

The facial features on her face were wrinkled because of the entanglement in her heart, but her eyes were even more amazingly bright. Song Moran unconsciously raised her hand and tapped the corner of his eyes, and comforted softly, "It's nothing, when he arrives I will go down with you."

This is what Assistant Song heard when he opened the door and came in. His eyes changed, and he looked at Lu Cheng very unfriendly, but he had to suppress his emotions because he was concerned about Song Moran's existence. , maintaining such a flat expression.

"President, the meeting this afternoon..." Assistant Song said softly, but she was interrupted casually by Song Moran before she finished speaking.

"Push it," Song Moran said without raising his head, his gaze was always on Lu Cheng's white, tender and slender fingers.

"But this meeting is very important," Assistant Song couldn't help emphasizing, but to his disappointment, these words still didn't attract Song Moran's attention, "The other directors attach great importance to this meeting. Pushing it away without saying it may cause their dissatisfaction."

"This should be your job," Song Moran said with a little dissatisfaction, looking up at Assistant Song with astonishingly cold eyes.

Sensing the tense atmosphere between the two, Lu Cheng touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, carefully raised his head to look in Assistant Song's direction, and saw his dissatisfied gaze as expected.

If the gaze could speak for the master, Lu Cheng believed that his ears would already be filled with Assistant Song's complaints.

"You go to the meeting," Lu Cheng slowly pulled out her hand, reached out and pushed Song Moran's arm, and said in a low voice, "It's just a good talk with him, I can do it myself .”

But Song Moran, who has always been obedient to her, resolutely rejected his proposal this time. He looked at Lu Cheng blankly, and his words were merciless.

"I've already decided on this matter, none of you need to say anything," Song Moran said.

Assistant Song was originally incapable of looking at Song Moran, but after being swept by his vicious gaze, he lost all his courage. He kept tightening his fingers holding the document, but finally loosened it weakly.

"Understood, I will deal with this matter," Assistant Chief Song said with a sigh.

After Assistant Song left, the expression on Lu Cheng's face suddenly became more obedient, and he tugged on his sleeves flatteringly, and said, "I'm very happy to be able to accompany me."

"Happy?" Song Moran sneered, and asked back, looking at Lu Cheng with meaningful eyes.

"Yes, yes!" Lu Cheng raised his hand to touch his trembling heart, raised his chin, and said with a straight face.