He walks the career path in Shurachang

The meal for the four of them ended in a strange atmosphere with their own thoughts on their minds. Before leaving, Shang Heng specifically expressed that he would send Director Huang off.

Gu Lin was a little surprised. After thinking about it, she looked slightly relieved, and said lightly: "Amo will leave it to you for now. If there is anything, let him contact me."

He cast a vague glance at Wen Ruiyun, turned around, got in the car and left.

Receiving the sign from the boss's eyes, the assistant Amo nodded obediently, and continued to stand behind Shang Heng to act as a small radar for bees and butterflies.

Director Huang is completely desperate now, Mr. Gu even gave Shang Heng his usual assistant, how can he talk about this relationship?

Secretary Wu drove the Bentley to the door of the restaurant. Before getting into the car, Wen Ruiyun gave Shang Heng a half-smile look, and bent down to sit in the back seat. He obviously didn't say anything, but Shang Heng vaguely felt that his intentions had been seen through at a glance.

In the end, Director Huang got on Shang Heng's scooter silently.

At night, the neon lights and shadows on both sides of the street flowed on the faces of the two of them, and the colorful lights reflected Huang Yiru's side face with uncertainty.

"Does Shang always have something to tell me?" Director Huang sat in the passenger seat, looking at Shang Heng's side face focused on driving, biting his lower lip with complicated eyes.

Shang Heng held the steering wheel with one hand, took out a recording pen from the briefcase with the other hand, opened it in front of Huang Yiru, and placed it on the front desk of the car's central control.

Director Huang frowned slightly: "President Shang, this is...?"

Shang Heng looked ahead, propped his cheek with one hand, leaned on the back of the chair casually, and said slowly: "Don't be nervous, just to be a witness, I want to do a little cooperation with Director Huang."

Director Huang suddenly raised his heart, is it related to the series of IPs in Gu Lin's hands, as Wen Ruiyun said?

"Cooperation?"

Shang Heng said slowly: "You want to undertake the promotion and marketing project of the IP series in Mr. Gu's hands? I can give it up."

The other party was so straight to the point, and the private cooperation was also mentioned first by the other party. Director Huang looked at the recording pen, and if the content of the conversation was exposed, it would be more detrimental to Shang Heng.

She thought about it, but there was nothing to hide: "You put forward conditions."

Shang Heng smiled: ""Mosanghai", I hope your company will take the initiative to give up the bidding for the movie "Mosanghai"."

Director Huang pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "I know you are also competing for this project, but apart from our Burma, Jiadeng is also one of the best big-name media marketing companies in the industry. Even if I give up, you have no chance of winning against them."

"The other way around is the same. I know that you and Mr. Gu have a very close relationship. As long as you open your mouth, the serial IP will be yours. I'm very surprised why you don't want a project with a better chance of winning in front of you, but go after "Mosanghai" instead. "?"

Director Huang looked at him suspiciously.

Shang Heng calmly said: "Because it's too big, this IP is a whole series, including original works, movies, animations, games, etc., all derived from upstream to downstream. You know that my company is just a small company that has just been established. The company, unable to eat such a big piece of cake, insists on forcibly holding it in its hands, without the ability to do it well, but the gain outweighs the loss.”

"But "Mosanghai" is different. It is just a movie, relatively small in size, which is just right for our company."

Director Huang was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and said with a light smile: "What you said is reasonable."

She paused, and then asked: "Even if you quit, how can you guarantee that Mr. Gu will give me the project?"

"I don't guarantee it." Shang Heng took it for granted, "Just like you can't guarantee that I can get "Mosanghai"."

Director Huang choked and said angrily, "Then what's the point of this cooperation?"

"The meaning is that I can persuade Mr. Gu to say something nice for you in front of him." Shang Heng smiled slightly and threw out the last bait.

"As for you, you don't have to do anything, and you don't have to recommend me in front of the director, as long as you don't participate in the competition."

"Look, no matter how you think about it, you earned it."

Director Huang thought about it, Boma and Jiateng competed, the probability of winning the other party was only [-] to [-], but the series IP did not have Shang Heng as a strong opponent, and even had the opponent to help recommend, the chance of winning was even greater.

Her eyes flickered, and she weighed the pros and cons fiercely in her mind. Finally, she let out a long sigh of relief and nodded slowly: "Okay, I promise you."

Before Shang Heng could speak, she blinked cunningly: "However, I will formally withdraw from the crew of "Mosanghai" after I receive the cooperation intention from Gu's Group."

Shang Heng turned his face to the side, smiled lowly, and said indifferently: "Yes."

The two of them reached a verbal agreement in a simple and rude manner in the ordinary scooter at the traffic jam.

Director Huang thought about the bright future of big ip development, got out of the car satisfied, and even thanked Shang Heng for his self-knowledge and friendship.

Shang Heng couldn't laugh or cry, watched Director Huang leave from the rearview mirror, and shook his head amusingly.

He slowly leaned into the soft seat cushion, closed the recorder casually, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and sharpened his gaze suddenly—Competitor No. [-], get it done!

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in a few days.The blue sky was clear and clear.

Shang Heng sat in Rongzhi's car, and the two drove to a little-known small restaurant on the outskirts of the city.

As the outskirts of the city approached, the gradually scarce shops and people outside the car window quickly flew behind along with the street lights and green plants.

"Zhou Tong? The agent you first signed with Huaimeng Entertainment? Why did you find him?"

Rong Zhi was steering the steering wheel, his pupils behind the lenses were deep and dark, frowning slightly, his peripheral vision was always glued to Shang Heng's side face.

Shang Heng was flipping through the competitor information he got from Secretary Wu, and was browsing the information briefing of Jiateng Company.

He propped his right elbow on the window sill, and subconsciously rubbed his lips with his fingertips, the light natural color and deep lip lines, Rong Zhi couldn't help but take another look.

"This company is a bit troublesome." Shang Heng said, "On the surface, there is no obvious problem. The only breakthrough is that in the past year, Jiateng has cooperated with Huaimeng Entertainment on film and television projects. The person in charge happens to be the vice president of Jiateng, and Zhou Tong, who is full of dreams."

"Zhou Tong is a person who sees profit without righteousness, loves money and loves sex. There is a probability that there is something tricky in the project he is in charge of, [-] out of [-]."

Rong Zhi frowned in disgust, and said, "Didn't he ever want to do something to you? He also wanted to drug you?"

Shang Heng pinched his brows and recalled it, and said with a smile: "The old pervert drugged me, but Gu Lin drank it, and he cut it off and even lost his job. I'm afraid I will be involved in a lawsuit and my life will be miserable. Why do you seem angrier than me?"

Rong Zhi calmly looked at the straight road ahead: "If you dare to covet you, I will naturally be angry."

The vehicles around him whizzed by frequently, his words were half drowned out by the sound of the horn, Shang Heng flipped through the documents, and said lazily, "Huh?"

"I said." Rong Zhi licked his dry lips lightly, "Do you dare to use this kind of person?"

Shang Heng blinked: "There's nothing you dare not use, it's just because you have a handle in hand, it's easier to handle it, when you should use a gentleman, you should be a virtuous and corporal, and when you should use a villain, you should be humble. "

Rong Zhi turned to look at him: "Zhou Tong is a villain, so who is a gentleman?"

Shang Heng joked: "Aren't you just sitting in the car?"

The agreed small restaurant in the suburbs was right in front of him, Shang Heng got out of the car first, went around the front of the car, opened the door for Rong Zhi, and said with a smile: "Please, Mr. Rong."

Rong Zhi curled up a faint smile line at the end of his eyes, took his outstretched hand, and stepped out of the car door.

At that time, the sun was shining, Rong Zhi rolled his suit jacket between his elbows, held a black briefcase in one hand, and followed Shang Heng silently.

Clean and tidy white shirt, straight ironed trousers, silver-rimmed glasses with a plain silver luster, even the walking posture is extraordinarily refined and decent.

His gaze was clearly looking straight ahead, but his steps were as if he had measured them with precision, every step was on the edge of Shang Heng's shadow, not too much, not too little.

As long as Shang Heng turned his head for a while, he could find his gentle gaze at the most appropriate distance.

Like a silent but firm satellite.

Gentleman?

Rong Zhi stared at the back of Shang Heng who pushed the door in, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Here it is, the guy has arrived."

When Shang Heng turned his head inadvertently, Rong Zhi was gently stroking his cheek, as if wiping away the sweat, his expression was calm as usual.