Hello!What about the straight guy?

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Yang Mu got into Song Yuan's car, with a surprised look on his face: "Mr. Song, you are really amazing, you can buy such an expensive sports car."

"My dad gave it to me." Song Yuan went to the nearest bank.

"Haha, Mr. Song seems to have a good relationship with Xiaoyan, so he took out 30 so casually." Yang Mu could see that Song Yuan was not an enthusiastic person, but for his own purpose, he still asked: " have no idea……"

Song Yuan glanced at him lightly: "I'm pursuing Zhong Liyan."

A flash of understanding flashed in Yang Mu's eyes, sure enough, his thoughts were correct, this Song Yuan was indeed interested in Zhong Liyan, but it seemed that according to his intentions, Zhong Liyan hadn't agreed to him yet.

"Xiaoyan, others are a bit willful. In the past..." Yang Mu subconsciously wanted to please Song Yuan, so he wanted to share his previous experience.

But Song Yuan didn't know that the part before Yang Mu and Zhong Liyan was what Song Yuan hated the most. After listening to Yang Mu's nagging, he frowned, and involuntarily sped up his feet.

"Here we are." Before Yang Mu could finish speaking, Song Yuan went to the bank and got off the driveway, "Let's go get the money."

As soon as he heard the word money, Yang Mu followed immediately, and then watched Song Yuan with a smile at the counter as he took out 30 cash.

"This is for you. Don't bother Zhong Liyan if you have nothing to do in the future. He is quite busy as a public figure." After Song Yuan saw that he had received the money, he specifically instructed him again.

Yang Mu nodded straight after receiving the money, not wanting to take Song Yuan's car back, and said directly: "I still have something to do, Mr. Song, don't you still have to talk to Xiaoyan about something, I won't bother you."

Slightly vulgar language, Song Yuan looked at his face, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"That's fine." Song Yuan ignored him, got back in the car and immediately returned to Zhong Liyan's place.

As soon as he sat down, Zhong Liyan had almost eaten, and was leisurely drinking milk tea: "Have you given him the money?"

Song Yuan stretched out his hand, took some unfinished fruit salad in front of him, and took a few mouthfuls: "Well, but I'm really surprised, how did you fall in love with him before."

"If you like it, what else can you do?" Zhong Liyan was a little surprised that Song Yuan directly took his own food and ate it, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

"Now...it's really exciting..." The words were not spoken, but both of them knew it in their hearts.

Zhong Liyan looked out of the window, and there was a trace of sarcasm in the eyes of the people who gradually increased: "Forget it, don't mention him, let's talk about our affairs first, don't you have something to tell me?"

"It's really wasted such a long time." Song Yuan looked at his watch and said slowly, "Don't give me the money for that house and the 30 yuan."

"why?"

"I heard that you've been picking scripts recently, do you have any ideas?" When Song Yuan was talking about business, his expression became serious.

"There are no good ones. I'll take a bunch of horns, and the gold content should be higher, so it's hard to find." Zhong Liyan frowned.

Song Yuan smiled slightly: "I have a pretty good one here, do you want to take a look?"

Zhong Liyan looked at him, as if he was examining the seriousness of his words: "If I remember correctly, we don't seem to be from the same company, and we are even competitors. You give me the resources, and you let the people under you How to wear it?"

"So... I want to have a cooperation with your company, so that the artists of the two companies will be together and have resources to share with each other, what do you think?" Song Yuan is indeed a business wizard, and each company has obtained resources. If there are artists who are not suitable for your company, if the resources are shared with each other, the waste of resources will be greatly reduced and the quality of the works will be improved.

Zhong Liyan felt good in his heart, but he still said: "Didn't you tell our president about this kind of thing? What's the use of you telling me this."

"Isn't it because there is still something between me and you that has not been settled? Add 30 to the house, and you will be filming with our company's artists for two months after you change." Song Yuan's eyes were shining brightly.

That is to say, the subsequent shooting will be at the place arranged by Song Yuan.

"Then how do you know that I will agree to your script." Zhong Liyan met Song Yuan's eyes directly.

Song Yuan naturally did not shy away, looked at Zhong Liyan: "Because I understand you, I know your preferences and everything."

For the last three words, Song Yuan deliberately amplified his voice, saying that in Zhong Liyan's heart, trembling.

"Ahem, let's make an appointment with Murong tonight to have a meal together. You can discuss it yourself." Zhong Liyan blinked his eyes, and then continued to explain, "Murong has something to do during the day, and I think it will take until evening. Let's talk again."

"Yeah." Song Yuan had almost eaten.

"Then... that's it." Zhong Liyan didn't know how to deal with Song Yuan for a moment, stood up and wanted to leave.

Song Yuan: "Zhong Liyan, let's talk about other things."

For some reason, Zhong Liyan always felt that the following question was a little dangerous.

Sure enough, Song Yuan also stood up, walked to Zhong Liyan's side, and asked in a low voice, "You don't have a house here, where did you live yesterday?"

"..."

Song Yuan's height suppressed Zhong Liyan, making him feel oppressed.

"Huh?" Song Yuan got closer and closer.

Zhong Liyan took a step back slowly, and then said: "What about... the script? Let's go and read the script, or what if I really don't accept it? You're going to lose everything."

Song Yuan looked at his reaction and smiled: "Okay then, you go to the company with me first."

Zhong Liyan nodded, but after walking for a while, he suddenly turned around: "Song Yuan, isn't it a bit outrageous for me, an artist from another company, to enter your company swaggeringly?"

"..." Song Yuan thought for a while, and seemed to agree with him, "In this way, there is no need to be afraid of embarrassment."

He took off his shirt and put it directly on Zhong Liyan's head.

"……"are you crazy!

"Let's go, hurry up." Song Yuan's face was full of joy, and the fox's tail was about to curl up. "Time is money, or it will be too late."

He took Zhong Liyan's hand, directly stuffed him into the car, and sped away.

Zhong Liyan still had Song Yuan's clothes hanging on his body, and they didn't smell of any perfume. They were dry and quiet, refreshing, which fit Song Yuan's temperament very well.

For cover... let's not take it off.

Zhong Liyan is very greedy for Song Yuan's taste.

Song Yuan turned his face slightly to the side, looking at his appearance, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Liyan, no matter how much you refuse, I will break down the wall of your heart layer by layer, even if it takes my whole life, I will still get you.

MOYO Corporation

Song Yuan parked the car in his place, then walked all the way from the exclusive elevator to the president's office.

Zhong Liyan, who had always wanted to cover himself, suddenly felt a little silly.

"Sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water." Song Yuan took Zhong Liyan to his exclusive office, and then went out to prepare things for him.

Zhong Liyan looked lazily at the surrounding decorations: "Hurry up, it's hotter."

Song Yuan stopped walking for a while: "Is the heater in the room not warm enough? I'll adjust it for you."

"Enen." People are always lazy in winter, and Zhong Liyan doesn't want to move even when he is in the greenhouse.

So Song Yuan turned back, turned up the temperature for him, and then went back to pour Zhong Liyan a cup of warm water.

The secretary at the door saw his boss coming out, and habitually approached him and asked, "President, do you want some water? Shall I help you?"

Song Yuan glanced at him: "No, I pour it myself."

The secretary was a little surprised, but according to professional ethics, he returned to his seat in silence.

"Here, I just finished breakfast, you drink some water." Song Yuan thoughtfully put it in front of Zhong Liyan, "The script is not bad, it is a historical drama."

Song Yuan sat down slowly, and then carefully explained the script to him.

"It's about the history of Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty. It's just a harem drama, and the protagonist is a girl. You play the role of Emperor Xiaowen Tuobahong. There are not many scenes. I remember the important ones. You met your queen. Feng Miaolian, and the play of Feng Run, the first queen chosen by the queen mother for you."

"Your final ending is that your younger sister chased you thousands of miles away and told you about Feng Miaolian's troubles in the harem. After you returned to the palace, even if you knew the truth, you still gave it to the emperor's tomb for burial. You can't stand the blow. Died at 33."

"How should I say, you should be considered a tragic figure."

Song Yuan probably said a little bit, and Zhong Liyan also had a little impression. This emperor is quite famous in history, and his political achievements are very powerful, but most screenwriters are more willing to write from his love life.

"This is really good." Zhong Liyan thinks this role is quite suitable for you.

Song Yuan stood up, picked up the script and the original work from the table, and handed them to Zhong Liyan: "Look at these things, and discuss them with me later. My company still has something to do, so be good."

Why does this sentence sound so twisted?

Zhong Liyan picked up the things, stood up and said, "Well... I'll go home and take a look, it's really inconvenient here."

Song Yuan sat back in his office, just picked up the document and read a few lines, after hearing Zhong Liyan's words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's the inconvenience, maybe one day this company will still have you As for the other half, if you find it inconvenient, go to the lounge inside to read a book, and I'll make an appointment with your president later, won't it be troublesome to walk around?"

Zhong Liyan felt more comfortable the longer he stayed, and he didn't bother to blow the cold wind outside, so he walked into the lounge inside with the coat still covering his shoulders.

"Call me when you're done." His lazy voice came from inside.

Song Yuan's brows and eyes were full of joy, which could not dissipate for a long time, and it completely shocked the secretary who came in to deliver the report.

Doesn't your own president have facial paralysis?How can you still laugh?What happened today? !

The secretary put the things on Song Yuan's desk tremblingly, then glanced at him cautiously and said, "Boss, that... it's from the sales department, please take a look and sign it."

After Song Yuan took the initiative to "hmm", he even smiled at the secretary.

The secretary who had experienced the battlefield was still startled, and ran out quickly.

Zhong Liyan walked to the lounge, unceremoniously took off his shoes, got into the only bed inside, and read the original book.

From time to time, I compared the script with a script, and there was a pen on the bedside, which made it easier for Zhong Liyan to draw.

However, there are some historical issues. Zhong Liyan knew that there was still a gap between the novel and the real history, so he wanted to use the computer to search. Although it was not difficult to ask Song Yuan to get a computer, but... he didn't want to get out of bed.

After thinking for a while, Zhong Liyan called out silently: "Is Song Yuan here?"

"What?" Song Yuan replied in a timely manner, "Is it because the heating is not available inside, do you want to go back to the office?"

"Do you have a computer? I want to check something." Zhong Liyan shouted at the top of his voice, but he refused to take a step down, or even move.

"Yes, wait a minute." Then there was the sound of Xixisuo, and then the sound of Song Yuan opening the door.

"This is my personal computer, and the password is 170908." Song Yuan looked at the way Zhong Liyan wrapped himself together, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Check it yourself."

"Personal computer, aren't you afraid that I will find something?" Zhong Liyan deliberately made a joke, and gave him a sly look.

"Just look for it." Song Yuan didn't care at all, then opened the door and walked back.

"cut."

Zhong Liyan opened the browser, entered some of his own questions, and then looked at it slowly, making some comments from time to time, forgetting the time.

After he had almost finished reading it, it was almost twelve o'clock, and Song Yuan hadn't called himself yet, probably because the things in his hand would be hard to deal with for a while, and that was the difficulty.

"Why don't you lie down for a while." Zhong Liyan took off Zhong Liyan's coat, then got in and fell asleep.

It's really warm here, this was Zhong Liyan's only thought before he fell into a deep sleep.