owe us a good fight

Chapter 33 Jiang Taigong Fishing

In order to let the whole world see them, fans voted day and night to win the promotion opportunity of 11 large LED screens in Times Square, New York. Let the glory bloom as scheduled!

Cheng Songyuan naturally went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and he couldn't find Zhang Yang, so he could only question Miss Xiaotong as a shield: "I want to know why the company refuses to authorize the two-person picture, and why it accepts the group tag!"

The young sister Xiaotong sighed three times in an old-fashioned way: "Hey, the matter of the sand sculpture studio is too tense. Hey, your attitude is not good. Hey, can the boss not be angry?"

"That's why I don't intend to come out to solve the problem!" This is the company's consistent style, Cheng Songyuan sneered.

Because I was afraid that my Taobao store’s raw writing would not be sold, I refused to shoot a fashion magazine; because the rules of the monthly test competition were unclear, I asked the trainees to draw lots to decide to be eliminated; because the ticket purchase method for the fourth anniversary concert was unreasonable, the website was paralyzed, and I was complained to the industry and commerce department. Bureau; because I forgot to cut the number, I used the official Weibo to insult the members who left and only mixed with the pheasant group.And so on, too numerous to mention... just such a company can miraculously survive and become more courageous as it fights.

Behind the glass curtain wall, a dozen or so trainees rested and squabbled together, what a simple cardamom time.An impromptu trainee director commanded in a hurry, and had no deterrent effect.

Cheng Songyuan took a cursory look at the unconstrained script (Appendix 1), and said sarcastically, "Can you make some scenes that don't sell corruption! A group of adults misled minors!"

The trainees who didn't understand at all looked at each other in shock, not daring to say anything, and gave a slight bow as they watched Cheng Songyuan go away.

"Big brother, good!"

"Big brother, goodbye!"

An insurmountable gap, filled with a sense of distance, has become their fixed way of getting along, so why should the family talk about it?

Back in the studio, the new talker Wei Chi Mirui tried his best to persuade him all the way: "Xiao Yuan, at least you have to restrain yourself in front of the camera, this is not a long-term solution for you."

A figure flashed behind the blinds, Cheng Songyuan pointed at her vigilantly, and made a movement of zipping his mouth.

"Isn't he a famous straight man? How beautiful and charming he is. You know how many people dream of sleeping with Cheng Mu. He foolishly throws himself into his arms. Why should I refuse!" Cheng Songyuan wrote on his mobile phone The next line is for Yuchi Mirui to read it.

Yuchi Mirui's words were straight and round, stiff as if reciting: "I said earlier that you didn't mean it, you were just out of curiosity."

Cheng Songyuan embodies the superb acting skills of a professional actor: "Sincerely? I have such a perfect girlfriend as Xiao Yun, how could I like other people! Isn't Cheng Mu troublesome enough? Am I brainless?"

When the figure walked away, Yuchi Mirui said with a sigh of relief: "He must have heard it. Why do you want me to act in this kind of play?"

"To win his trust, it's easier to do things." Cheng Songyuan heard him talking on the phone about 10 minutes ago, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He just felt full of malice from the intermittent words, about Cheng Mu, about swords and swords.He wanted to investigate the whole story of this phone call, but Fang Siran was not so easy to deceive. If he said the words just now in front of him, a fool would believe it. Cheng Mu's injury.

The innocent Yuchi Mirui was worried: "Then what is your next move?"

A plan to invite the king into the urn was outlined in his mind, Cheng Songyuan shrugged: "Please call me Mr. Jiang!"

How to get his mobile phone without making him suspicious?That must not be proactive.Cheng Songyuan rested on the sofa in the lobby, waiting for the big fish to take the bait.Looking at Fang Siran, who is about to move, pacing up and down, with his suspicious personality, the only way to do it is to wait and see.

"Are you free?" Fang Siran, who had a faint orchid musky scent, finally lost his composure.

"Director Zhao's movie was finished yesterday. I didn't have many roles in the peerless double pride. I will focus on the album next. Do you know the person in charge of the creative culture? I want to use a venue to shoot the MV." Cheng Songyuanfeng Said lightly, without any flaws.

Fang Siran nodded: "Well, I'm quite familiar. Shall I contact you?"

"Okay, can you call him right away? I'll be here waiting for your good news." Cheng Songyuan's smile was full of lethality to lure the enemy with false tricks.

Fang Siran, eager to show off, took out his mobile phone and dialed the other party's number. Maybe they have a good relationship, maybe Cheng Songyuan is well-known, and Chuangyi Culture agreed without saying a word.

"Give me your phone, and I'll thank them personally." Cheng Songyuan answered the phone smoothly, and exchanged some courtesy with that person.

After taking up the cable, Cheng Songyuan casually tapped the screen, but within three to five seconds, Fang Siran's gaze fell on his hand vigilantly.The corner of Cheng Songyuan's mouth raised, and he returned the phone, still maintaining a relaxed state: "I'm off to work."

From "dial pad" to "recent calls", just one operation, glance at the call records around 10:00, memorize the number at the speed of light, repeat it in your heart, without being disturbed by the outside world.

Cheng Songyuan hurried back to the office, and wrote down a string of numbers 1390101677 with a pen?What was the last number, he could not remember.It doesn't matter, start from 0, use the office landline to call one by one!

A: "I'm Brother Ha's assistant. He asked you how you're preparing for Cheng Mu's affairs?"

Q1: "What did you say? You typed wrong."

Q2: "Cheng Mu? Is that the big star Cheng Mu? Ahhh, so excited."

Q3: "Beep—beep—"

Q4: "Don't sell insurance? Don't let me buy a house? What kind of new fraud is this?"

Q5: "Brother Ha? I'm still Brother Haha!"

Q6: "I'll do things, don't worry. This is a real knife, and if you don't die, you will lose half your life."

The country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Sure enough, a stomach full of bad water, Cheng Songyuan was excited at Q6: "When will we do it?"

Q6: "Tomorrow there will be an assassination scene, and I have already bought the props, so nothing will go wrong."

With such viciousness and viciousness, at this moment, Cheng Songyuan realized so strongly that Fang Siran was a cancer that had to be eradicated, and he could no longer sit still and wait for death.

After packing a piece of spicy crayfish, Cheng Songyuan returned to Huairou Film and Television City, and caught a glimpse of the sneaky Shen Qin who was about to throw Cheng Mu's package.

Being hit straight, Shen Qin hastily explained: "I don't want Brother Mu to worry."

Cheng Songyuan took it, shook it in his ear and asked, "What's inside?"

Shen Qinshuli's jade face was panicked: "I don't know, I didn't dare to dismantle it. There was a simulation before, and Brother Mu didn't let me say it."

"Do you remember which courier it was?" The package was a flat rectangle, and Cheng Songyuan weighed it and felt it was lighter.

"Last time it was Huitong, this time it's ems..."

Before Shen Qin could finish speaking, Cheng Songyuan could not wait to tear open the package, and shook out a pair of blue loose clothes with gold trim, with strange patterns embroidered on the inferior silk material.

"Shouyi!" Shen Qin's face turned pale.

Cheng Songyuan withdrew his hands like a bounce, rolled the clothes back, and immediately threw them into the trash can.

"Well, do you want to tell Brother Mu?" Shen Qin felt concerned, obviously frightened.

"Of course not!" Cheng Songyuan's serious expression made people fear, "Where's Cheng Mu?"

"In Yihua Palace, a handsome guy who returned from Canada said he wanted to invest in his movie."

"Canada! Ye Di!" Cheng Songyuan whirled offline, but he was a strong competitor with a big family and a big business, and spent a lot of money.

Ye Di, born in Chongqing in 1996, studied at Nankai Middle School, Department of Economics, University of Toronto, only son of Wu Da, chairman of Gigabit Group, chairman of Zhongxi Investment Co., Ltd., member of the Standing Committee of Beijing CPPCC, founder of Mudi Club, new version of "Four Young Masters in Beijing" "Top.

Ye Di's magnetic voice is the long-lost sunshine: "Student Cheng Xiaomu, long time no see. Is there anyone more handsome than you in this world?"

Beside the ancient style orchid pavilion, on the dark green bluestone, the boy with flying skirt is still cute and perfect: "Yes, tomorrow's me."

Ye Di, who flaunts her youthful personality, expresses her intentions straightforwardly: "I heard that you are looking for a partner to make a movie with these days? I don't know if I have the honor."

Cheng Mu politely declined, keeping a distance deliberately: "Thank you senior, it's just a low-budget movie, I've already taken care of it."

Ye Di's forehead is full and broad, her jaw is flat and rounded: "Did you ever think of me for a second in these years?"

The truth always hurts, Cheng Mu was stunned for a long while without answering.Ye Di smiled playfully: "You are with him, aren't you?"

"Mm." Cheng Mufeng was handsome, and answered frankly.

The flowers in the palace were like rain, falling all over the ground. Ye Di narrated lightly: "A long time ago, when you didn't know how to hide your emotions, it was so obvious that you liked him, Fang Siran and I could see it." , but others, including yourselves, don’t believe it.”

Cheng Mu's slender fingers tapped the white jade fan subconsciously, and his quiet eyes looked straight ahead: "Maybe it's because the bystanders are clear and the authorities are obsessed. Senior, you are the same."

Ye Di's tall figure was a little lonely: "I just don't want to go out of this mountain. Life is always full of hope. Maybe I'll wait a little longer, maybe one day you will change your mind."

The soft and bright blue hair fluttered, shining brightly, Cheng Mu was dressed in white, and his gaze was like a torch: "I would rather be alone than against my will; I would rather regret than give up."

The open-minded and sensible Ye Di stood under the peach blossom tree, and made a gentleman's agreement: "Okay, I won't mention this matter in the future, and you don't need to have any psychological burden. But you promise me, if you need any help, you will definitely come to me ! My club is always open for you."

With bushy eyebrows and a high nose, Cheng Mu, who is facing the wind in a jade tree, is like a prince charming in a fairy tale: "Of course, how to say, you are also my senior."

"My cousin plays your son-in-law, so he can be considered a family member." Ye Diwu opened his arms, "Student Cheng Xiaomu, give me a friendly hug?"

Seeing the trick, Cheng Mu bowed politely to him: "Dear senior, thank you for your kindness."

Cheng Songyuan, who came in a hurry, felt Ye Di's inherently powerful aura, and every cell in his body shouted: "Cheng Mu, the whole team is waiting for you to start work, why are you dawdling!"

"Let's go." Cheng Mu smiled and waved the fan freely.

The brook gurgled through the meandering stone path, and the magnificent couple strolled to the main hall of Yihua Palace. The begonias were fragrant, and Cheng Songyuan said angrily, "What are you laughing at! It's not funny."

"I like the way you control me." Cheng Mu leaned on him shamelessly, wrapping his black sleeves around him, "Brother, you control me."

Cheng Songyuan touched the bangs on his forehead: "You are not allowed to see him!"

"Are you afraid you can't compare to him?" Cheng Mu's beautiful lips were glowing with a charming color.

Cheng Songyuan squatted down and tied the loose shoelaces for him: "Compared to me, he is a bit worse... But even if it is a one in ten thousand chance, you can't give him."

"Xiaoyuan, so what if you can beat him? I won't mess around with him or lose my temper with him. If I could like someone else, I would accept him when you always bully me. How could I wait until now? " Cheng Mu looked at him tenderly, like ice and snow meeting spring breeze, like blue butterflies dancing around, making people fascinated.

"His conditions are too good... I don't worry! If you need people to invest, I have money too." Cheng Song looked at the sky and sighed. The most important thing is that the quality is still so high.

"Lord, let's be friends." Cheng Mu winked at him mischievously.In fact, this drama has almost no expenditure on the remuneration of the actors, Bai Yixuan's friendship price, and the rest are newcomers. Cheng Mu's cooperation with the company before was mostly for publicity and filming.

Cheng Songyuan lifted the lid of the crayfish package: "Anyway, if you have any difficulties, you can find me, and you are not allowed to find someone."

"Wow, Brother Mu cast a gratifying look!" Cheng Mu caught the crayfish with his hands completely disregarding his appearance when he saw the delicious food, and skillfully broke open the crayfish, revealing the fresh and tender shrimp meat. It is really a pleasure to see him eating the soup with relish, Cheng Songyuan unconsciously picked up the camera.

"Why are you filming me again..." Cheng Mu held up a large pair of pliers to block his camera.

"Tidbits! Tidbits!" Cheng Songyuan felt that every movement of Cheng Mu was unforgettable, and he wished to record every minute and every second with the camera.

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