Entertainment: God-level nanny

The meal lasted until 11: in the evening.

Everyone drank a lot, even Song Qingzhu, Li Yitong and others drank some red wine.

The one who enjoyed the meal the most was He Miao. The little guy ate a lot of seafood and even his little belly was full.

Even so, he still complained that he was not full, and when he left, he took two large cooked lobsters back home.

"Hey, Dad, can I sleep with you today?"

He Miao was wearing a pink silk pajamas in the shape of a rabbit, and she was peeking at Su Yiming from the door of the study.

During the time when Su Yiming was recovering from his injuries, He Miao began to learn to sleep by himself in the room.

Seeing that her father had gone to work today, her little thoughts started to arise again.

"You can't sleep on your own?"

Su Yiming, who had just finished washing up, blinked at his daughter and said with a smile:

"Didn't you say a few days ago that you would sleep by yourself from now on? Why do you want to sleep with daddy today?"

"Well!"

He Miao's fair little face suddenly turned red, and she said shyly:

"No, no, I'm just worried that Dad will be lonely when he sleeps at night."

"Dad is not alone!"

"No, you're alone!"

“I’m not alone!”

"alone……"

He Miao stamped her feet a little angrily and said coquettishly, "Dad, I don't care. I want to sleep with you today!"

"Okay, okay, let's sleep together!"

Su Yiming reached out and touched He Miao's little nose, laughing and saying:

"Then you go to Dad's bedroom first. Dad will come to you after he finishes updating today's content, okay?"

"Hehe, okay!"

He Miao laughed happily and returned to the master bedroom by tumbling over his legs.

Looking at He Miao jumping towards the master bedroom like a little rabbit, Su Yiming smiled indulgently.

He turned his head to look at the half-written content on the computer, and started typing again.

We were busy until 1am.

When Su Yiming dragged his slightly heavy body back to the room, he saw He Miao hugging the quilt with crystal saliva flowing from her little mouth.

This little girl is still so cute even when she sleeps.

Su Yiming smiled and just as he got into bed, he heard the little girl mumbling in her sleep: "Well, Daddy, I want to sleep with you..."

"Okay, let's sleep together."

Su Yiming picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of He Miao's mouth, then carefully took the corner of the quilt out of her arms.

Then, he kissed the little girl's smooth forehead and whispered:

"Good night, baby!"

……

The next day, Su Yiming woke up when the sun rose to the zenith.

I turned my head and looked around, and saw that He Miao had already gone to school.

I stretched and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 9:20 in the morning.

It’s over. I just got back to work and I’m already late.

Sighing, Su Yiming put on his clothes and started packing.

When I packed up and drove to the studio, Ding Xiaofeng came up to me in a hurry and said:

"Boss Su, you're finally here. Brother Zhu and Boss Si Jian came early in the morning and have been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't come, I think they will come to your house and kill you!"

"what?"

Su Yiming was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's going on?"

“I don’t know the details.”

Ding Xiaofeng shook his head. "Anyway, I heard from President Li and President Tang that President Si Jian has a pretty bad temper. It looks like he got mad at you."

"I haven't even seen him these past few days, why is he so angry?"

Su Yiming spread his hands innocently and said, "Forget it, I'll go take a look, you go and do your work."

"it is good."

Ding Xiaofeng looked at Su Yiming's hurried back and just shook his head helplessly, with an expression that said "May the best of luck to you".

"Look, is what your Su Zong did humane?"

Su Yiming had just walked to the door of the office and hadn't entered when he heard Dong Sijian's low complaint:

"We've already negotiated it, but now he wants to take back the copyright. How can such a thing happen in the entertainment industry?"

Take back the copyright?

Su Yiming was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the place where he had just talked to Ding Xiaofeng.

Where is Ding Xiaofeng?

Hey, I got fooled by this guy!

I'll settle the score with him later!

Muttering to himself, Su Yiming pushed the door and entered the office.

As if he didn't know Zhu Qiwu and Dong Sijian were sitting inside, he greeted them in surprise: "Hey, Mr. Sijian, Brother Zhu, you guys came early? Have you eaten?"

Zhu Qiwu was about to speak when Dong Sijian frowned and said, "Eat, what are you eating? You are so angry that you are full of anger!"

"Ouch, what's going on?"

Su Yiming waved at Li Yitong, signaling her to go out first.

Then he personally picked up the purple clay teapot, poured a cup of black tea for each of them, and said, "Drink some water and tell me slowly who made Si Jian so angry?"

"you!"

Dong Sijian said without hesitation, “We agreed to authorize us to film The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and even negotiated the terms, but this morning they told me to cancel the cooperation.

How can you play tricks on me? Why didn't you have the intention to cooperate with me from the beginning? Now we are stuck in a dilemma, what's going on?"

"Oh, that's it."

Su Yiming slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then said, "This matter was decided last night. It was a temporary decision, and it was quite sudden. What happened?"

"What else happened?"

Dong Si got angry when he saw Su Yiming's slow expression, "Didn't you hear what I just said? We have already..."

"Did you sign the contract?"

Before Dong Sijian could repeat what he just said, Su Yiming came up with a killer move: "If there is no signed contract, does it mean it has no legal effect?

Moreover, the final decision on this matter is in my hands. The Legend of the Condor Heroes is my work, not the work of Su He Studio. Mr. Si Jian, you have to clarify this matter."

"Uh……"

Dong Si was speechless after being choked by Su Yiming, so he could only say dryly: "Isn't Mr. Ding Xiaofeng the copyright agent of your literary works? Can't he represent your opinion?"

The contract was not signed, and when discussing copyright cooperation, Ding Xiaofeng always used the name of Suhe Studio.

These two points were completely rejected by Su Yiming!

"It can represent me to some extent, but the final decision is still in my hands."

Su Yiming emphasized: "So if I say we won't cooperate in filming, then we won't cooperate in filming. I think with our studio's ability, we can completely adapt part of the content of this literary IP ourselves, why do we have to give it up?

Besides, just because you invested a lot, you control the rights to film and select supporting roles. I cannot agree with this. What I want is a TV series that truly restores the literary work.

Rather than allowing it to become a tool for profiteering!"

Profits are, of course, important, but what’s more important is the work itself!

No one doesn't like money, and Su Yiming is no exception, but he doesn't want those book fans to poke his spine!

Hearing the firmness in Su Yiming's words, Dong Sijian fell silent again.

Indeed, the reason why he wanted to make this work was mainly for the debut of new artists under the company and the huge advertising profits.

Now that Su Yiming had pointed it out directly, Dong Sijian felt a little angry, but only a little.

There is no way. If we have to talk about Party A and Party B, Su Yiming is now Party A and Dong Sijian is Party B.

What are the needs of Party A’s father? Would Party B’s son dare to get angry?

Don’t talk about the post-00s cleaning up the workplace. That’s not cleaning up the workplace, that’s asking for being fired!