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The scheduled meeting time was postponed, and several people in professional suits in the meeting room turned their attention to the man on the phone outside the transparent glass wall.The woman sitting first on the left had a thoughtful expression on her face, and tapped the signature pen on the conference table twice.

"HW's development momentum is really good now, no wonder our President Qi is so busy." Gong Chengyun sat opposite the woman and smiled politely at her. He is the representative of Guangxing Media this time.Although he is over a hundred and a half years old, his hair is still combed meticulously, and his figure is not out of shape.

Zhou Shan raised her red lips, and then turned her eyes away from Qi Zhuo: "Who says it's not."

"Wait a long time." Qi Zhuo put down his phone and walked into the meeting room. He bowed and sat on the right side. He seemed to be a little distracted during the rest of the meeting.

When Yu Ziyao called just now, he always felt that the kid was not in the right state, and asked several times if he was okay, but Yu Ziyao said he was fine.Ask him what Qi Hongde said to him, Yu Ziyao only said that he knew about the agreement.

"I'll talk to you about this later."

"Ah."

Yu Ziyao agreed cleanly, and Qi Zhuo felt even more uneasy.

When he thought of Qi Hongde, an old pervert, calling someone away, he couldn't help beating his heart.Qi Zhuo knows what kind of person his father is like.So Qi Zhuo chose to leave home as an adult, and later jumped out to found HW under pressure. He didn't want to have anything to do with Qi Hongde.

However, such things as blood ties don't mean they don't exist. Now that things are going on, Qi Zhuo only hopes that Yu Ziyao will not be involved again.

When the producer finished the presentation, Li Da walked to Qi Zhuo with the materials he had sorted out, and reminded him: "Mr. Qi, the meeting is over." Everyone packed up their things and left, only Qi Zhuo was still sitting there, The look is obviously wrong.

"...Let's go." With a sigh, Qi Zhuo shook his head and stood up, walking out of the meeting room.He knew that Yu Ziyao must be hiding something from him. After thinking about it, Qi Zhuo guessed that Yu Ziyao was angry with him because of the agreement, so he didn't tell him.

At worst, go back and explain it to him, he thought.

There are too many things at hand, and the final project has not yet been settled—an anniversary movie led by the official, HW and a bunch of media companies are all ready to participate in the bidding, Guangxing and Xinshu are currently the biggest competition for HW object.This business trip to S City is also for this matter. Several companies and representatives sent by the government have preliminary discussions. It is clear that the theme of this big movie is historical group portraits. Every film and television company will definitely have the opportunity to participate. However, There will only be one producer that will be the main producer.

This is different from ordinary commercial films. No matter which company gets the project, it will definitely be a qualitative leap.

Although HW has made a name for itself in the entertainment industry, its artists are still mainly based on the flow route. Qi Zhuo urgently needs to seize this opportunity to build momentum for the company—the first batch of artists signed has reached the age of transition , and if a newcomer can catch one or two scenes in the movie, it is a rare resume.

It was late at night on the sixth day to finish the work at hand as soon as possible, Qi Zhuo rubbed his brows, and was lost in front of the table.Ever since Yu Ziyao made such a mistake, Qi Zhuo's mind was full of him. He remembered Yu Ziyao wearing a school uniform and pretending to be a little adult when they met for the first time. When he was punished, his face was full of reluctance and reluctance, and he remembered the way he knelt on the ground in the hotel, blushing and gasping for breath...

Qi Zhuo tore off his tie, stood up and prepared to go outside to get some cold water to drink.

Qi Zhuo admitted that he had selfish intentions in switching the contract from the beginning. He was very curious about how a child who grew up in a similar family background would look like when he grew up—unexpectedly lively and vivid, with every frown and smile of a boy They are all like some kind of plants growing in the primeval forest. They seem to be wanton and messy, but they are desperately showing amazing vitality.

People can't help but want to cut off those crooked branches, pick off its flowers, take it back and put it in front of my window, and enjoy it every day and night.

"Mr. Qi, are you still not resting so late?" Li Da heard the movement in the guest room, and came out wearing the pajamas provided by the hotel.

The thoughts in Qi Zhuo's mind were interrupted, he picked up the cup and drank it down, and the heat on his face seemed to fade away: "Just finished."

"You...you don't need to bother so much. The plan has already come out, so it's fine to see it sooner or later."

"Get it done early, I don't want to procrastinate." Qi Zhuo paused, "By the way, what time is the plane tomorrow?"

Li Da reacted to the sudden change of the topic, and then said, "It's four o'clock in the afternoon, you have no work schedule in the morning, you can sleep a little longer."

"Let's go in the morning instead."

……

"Bitter love song?" Zhen Ping frowned as soon as she got the manuscript handed in by Yu Ziyao, "The first single is so sad, what do you think?"

"Isn't this popular now? It's good to make a trap." Yu Ziyao was chewing bubble gum in his mouth, and his bubble blowing skills were superb. He blew out a round and big pink bubble in front of Zhen Ping. Zhen Ping wanted to curse.

"Well, if you don't want to follow the idol route, it doesn't matter if the song has positive energy or not. It depends on the quality." Zhen Ping pressed the pause button. I'll tell you how to do it."

"Oh."

"By the way, the time for the variety show of "Star-Making Notes" has been finalized, and you will participate in the recording next Wednesday, so you should prepare in advance."

Yu Ziyao stopped chewing, and he frowned: "...Can I not go?"

"No!" Zhen Ping thought that he had lost his temper with the young master again, and immediately slapped the document on the desktop, making a crisp sound, "Yu Ziyao, how many times have I told you, since you told me that you plan to leave The singer's development path must abide by the rules in this circle, and you can't always follow your ideas. Let me ask you, have you reached the point where you can pick announcements?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"I don't care what you mean, you have to submit this notice as soon as it is due, take the script back and prepare it yourself." Zhen Ping interrupted him, threw the document directly into Yu Ziyao's hands, and walked out of the room on high heels.

After Yu Ziyao was stunned for a moment, he stroked the document with his thumb and spit out the bubble gum in his mouth.

He actually wanted to say, since the last celebration banquet, what did he think about Jia Yuzhou? He felt that something was wrong. Although he couldn't get any clear evidence, he really didn't want to have any interaction with the people in the original program group.He was a little scared, maybe because he was overly sensitive, but he always felt that there was something hidden behind Jia Yuzhou's smiling face every time he posed at others.

However, after all, he is a person with a criminal record.No matter how much he promises Zhen Ping that he will work hard now, it will be difficult to convince her.

That's right, ever since he came back from the Qi family's old house that day, Yu Ziyao seemed to have suddenly enlightened and devoted himself to creation.In just one day, he kept writing and tossing, and finally picked out a satisfactory one, and then immediately put it into the software to try to make the first version of the demo. Although it was not finished yet, it sounded okay. .

When he raised his head from the computer, Dongfang was already pale. He went to HW with a beard and a beard, and even surprised the little assistants who passed by.

Yu Ziyao knew that he had to get busy, so he didn't have time to think about Qi Zhuo's affairs. Once his brain stopped functioning, Lin Shutong's words that day would keep circling in his mind like a spell.

"From today, I will work hard." He promised Zhen Ping like this.

The other party looked up at him in surprise as if he had heard some nonsense.

"You're right, many of my behaviors before were indeed too capricious." Yu Ziyao's two dark circles under his eyes really caught his attention, "I just realized now that no one can tolerate others all the time, only my career is my own." His His voice was not loud, and he looked a little disappointed.

"What kind of poisonous chicken soup have you heard?" Zhen Ping looked at him like a ghost, and took the USB flash drive and manuscript away from Yu Ziyao's hand, "You go to the lounge for me to sleep for an hour before coming back. Serious work requires the self-consciousness of an artist, and next time you appear in front of me so sloppily, I will scold you."

When he came back again, Yu Ziyao had returned to his original foolishness, but he already knew that things were different from before.

Especially Qi Zhuo...

That afternoon, Yu Ziyao was catching up on sleep in the apartment given to him by the company. There was a hasty knock on the door outside which made him frown in his sleep. Sitting up, he rubbed his face irritably, pressed the answer button, and said "Hello" angrily.

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then a deep male voice came: "Yu Ziyao, open the door."

The author has something to say:

"There is no winter that will not pass, and there will be no spring that will not come." There have been many bad things recently, but I hope you can all live your lives happily.