He walks the career path in Shurachang

Gu Lin sat upright in the seat with a straight posture, without squinting, staring straight at the big screen in front of him, as if he was fully absorbed by the movie, and turned a deaf ear to Shang Heng's teasing.

Seeing that he wasn't fooled, Shang Heng made fun of him, touched his nose, and leaned over to ask: "Mr. Gu is so serious, what do you see? How is this director's work? Is there any prospect?"

Gu Lin put all her attention on Shang Heng, how can she see something from the movie?

The mouths of the hero and heroine on the screen are opening and closing, the plot is explosive, the lines are hot, the soundtrack is even more lingering, and the atmosphere is strong, but in his eyes, it is like a silent black and white slideshow, without listening to a single word.

Gu Lin simply took the opportunity to turn his head to stare at Shang Heng, and lightly kicked the ball back: "Didn't I ask you to come and give me your opinion? You should say it."

Shang Heng was completely unaware of the rich inner drama behind Gu Lin's indifferent appearance, so he thought about it carefully, and said:

"As a commercial film, it's not bad. I'm willing to polish the script, and I don't need to spend production costs on special effects. I don't know how much I'll make, and the possibility of losing money is very low."

"The most important thing is that I don't think there are any big blockbusters recently, which means that the competitors are average. If it were me, I would vote."

Gu Lin nodded inscrutablely: "Joint investment, what do you think?"

It is a fool to have money but not make money, Shang Heng naturally would not refuse: "Yes, but I need more information."

In fact, what Shang Heng said, Gu Lin has already investigated to a close, and the cooperation intention has been established, and the only thing left is to sign the contract. If Shang Heng can be brought in to share a little risk and have more opportunities to meet, it is naturally a wish.

Gu Lin squinted his eyes, and took advantage of the light brought by the movie screen to aim Shang Heng up and down.

This guy has been running business outside almost every day for the past six months, either at dinners to discuss business, or on site with the project team.

The youthful and astringent feeling when we first met was polished by time, and the sharper edges and corners were honed, and when we laughed, it faded to three points, and became more mature and stable.

Gu Lin's heart itched to see, the hands folded on the knees couldn't help but move to the armrest, tapped lightly with his fingers, and rested his chin with the other hand, wandering away, thinking of the love experience sent by the assistant for a while, I wondered if it would be too explicit.

He quietly took out his mobile phone and glanced at the note, prompting:

The first rule of chasing people: do what they like, meet and give gifts.

The project is in place, the flowers are in place, and everything is going well so far.

Gu Lin swiped the screen, and his eyes fell on the second item: Dating alone, physical contact.

He frowned unobtrusively, Shang Heng was too vigilant, how could he hold hands naturally?

It's a pity that he didn't find a chance until the end of the movie.

The garden restaurant on the roof of the cinema, the outdoor circular terrace can see the distant river view.

Taking advantage of Shang Heng's spare time to go to the bathroom, Gu Lin dug out the love experience passed down to him by his little assistant, the third rule of the code: sweet talk, romantic friendship.

Gu Lin frowned and thought hard, falling in love is simply too difficult, a hundred times more difficult than talking about business, with so many twists and turns, why can't you just go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau when you're drunk?

"Mr. Gu has been looking at his phone, is there something wrong?" Shang Heng opened the chair and sat down, and wiped his hands slowly, "Anyway, I watched the movie, and the cooperation intention has been finalized, so I can skip this meal."

Gu Lin's heart was stabbed, and his face was stretched, and he mocked: "What? It's so uncomfortable to have a meal with me? Just remember to go back to Wen's house?"

Shang Heng laughed, and poured him a cup of tea politely: "Why? Mr. Gu is an important business partner, am I afraid of delaying your business?"

Gu Lin watched his movements, and said in a neutral manner: "Are you also so polite to other people?"

Shang Heng felt that Gu Lin was particularly eccentric today, so he laughed and said, "Otherwise?"

Gu Lin thought in his heart, it's a good thing he didn't say he was just being polite to himself.Thinking about it this way, he felt a little better again.

"I have withdrawn my investment in Huaimeng Entertainment." Gu Lin lowered his head and cut the steak, casually said.

"Why?" Shang Heng almost forgot about the contract, counting the time, it will expire in a few months and a year.

Gu Lin: "Fang Yang's performance has been messed up. I'm not interested in taking over for him. And I heard that his parents are going back to China soon, so let Fang's family deal with it."

Shang Heng swallowed a mouthful of steak slowly, and frowned secretly. Fang Yang has been very quiet during this time, and he doesn't know if it has anything to do with this matter.But who cares about him, no matter how powerful the Fang family is, they can't control him.

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As night fell, the lights came on.

Gu Lin reluctantly sent Shang Heng back to Wen's Manor, the silver Porsche was galloping on the highway, one of them looked ahead, and the other looked out of the darkening window, they were speechless all the way.

The car stopped in front of the manor, Gu Lin held the steering wheel with both hands, his brows were frowned, and he remained motionless on the seat, as if he had inadvertently forgotten about unlocking the door.

Shang Heng unbuckled his seat belt, the car door couldn't be opened, he said helplessly, "Mr. Gu, are you going to sit there forever?"

Gu Lin pinched the steering wheel with his fingers tighter and tighter, turned to look at him, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on Shang Heng's slightly upturned mouth.

The air was dry and cold in winter, and his light-colored lips became a little dry. Gu Lin stared at it like an obsessive-compulsive disorder, wishing to make it moister by personally going into battle.

"President Gu?"

"Why do you have to go to Wen Ruiyun's house?" Gu Lin lowered his eyes, "Because he invested in your company? If you want, I can help you raise funds."

"Thank you. But it's not because of this, it's just that I promised him to celebrate his birthday with him." Shang Heng replied patiently. From his angle, he could only see the bridge of the other's nose under the bangs.

Gu Lin's voice suddenly dropped, and Shang Heng suddenly remembered inexplicably, a set of husky emoticons that lost their dreams that were popular on the Internet.

"Then I'm getting out of the car."

As soon as Shang Heng got out of the car, Gu Lin immediately opened the car door and chased after him, summoning up the courage to hold Shang Heng's hand.

"President Gu, is there anything else?"

Shang Heng turned around and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Gu Lin thought about what to say for a long time, but he couldn't say it when it came to his mouth. He didn't look like a vigorous and decisive president at all, but rather like a clumsy and tongue-tied stunned young man.

In the end, he could only frown slightly, and said: "Don't forget Wen Ruiyun's ending, don't I need to remind you again and again?"

Shang Heng pressed his forehead: "Mr. Gu, the plot has already changed. If you always treat this world as a book, the final ending may not be as you wish."

"I also asked Mr. Wen a similar question, and he replied that the world is real if the people he cares about are around. I don't think it's unreasonable."

Seeing Gu Lin's frowning and pensive expression, Shang Heng couldn't bear it, and sighed: "Haven't you seen it? Except for you and me, Lin Yuqing and Rongzhi are all the same as us."

Gu Lin's eyes widened suddenly, and his brows tightened even more. Many strange things in the past suddenly had answers.

Why was Shang Heng able to invite Lin Yuqing for the first live broadcast, why Shang Heng trusted Rong Zhi and was willing to start a business with him, why these supporting characters in the book did not follow the original plot line at all...

"Mr. Gu, did you really not notice it at all? I don't believe it."

Gu Lin leaned back against the car window, moved his lips, hesitated to speak, and as he read more and more, he naturally didn't have no ideas at all, but he didn't want to think about it.

Shang Heng felt that he needed some time to think, said goodbye again, turned around and walked two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around and returned to Gu Lin.

Under the street lamp, his slender body cast a shadow.

Gu Lin, who was shrouded in shadows, suddenly raised his head, his ice-like expression melted a bit, and his dark eyes suddenly brightened.

"you……"

Before Gu Lin could open his mouth, the other person stretched out his hand, and the bouquet of red roses that he had hugged for an afternoon was handed to him. The moisture was blown away by the winter wind and frost, and it was no longer as delicate and beautiful as before.

"Mr. Gu, you asked me to help you get it, and it's time to return it to you."

Shang Heng gently handed the bouquet to Gu Lin's hands, put his hands back into his pockets again, his brows were backlit, and his smile was warm and polite.

Gu Lin was silent for a moment, and her closed fingers touched the thorns that had not been completely shaved, piercing the skin faintly.

The light in his eyes faded little by little, and he said slowly: "Actually, I just hope that, only with you, I have a secret that cannot be shared with others."

Shang Heng was startled, and before he had time to speak, Gu Lin immediately turned around and got into the car, as if covering himself with a hard steel shell, protecting his self-esteem and pride tightly.

As long as Shang Heng is not given a chance to refuse, he will never lose.

Shang Heng silently watched the car drive away in the night, and sighed silently.

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Talking to Gu Lin at the door was delayed for a while, and when we returned to Wen's mansion through the garden, it was completely dark.

The servant took Shang Heng's coat and washed it, and indicated the direction of the restaurant with his eyes.

"When did your master come back?"

The servant said: "I'll be back in the afternoon."

Shang Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Neither Wen Ranran nor Wen Shengqi was there, and Wen Ruiyun was the only one sitting at the dining table in the restaurant.

There was almost no sound in the surrounding area, except for a few red carps swimming around restlessly in the small pond outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There is a glass flower art chandelier on the circular ceiling. The light overturns from above his head, passes through the slightly drooping eyelashes, and casts a small faint shadow under the eyelids.

"Mr. Wen, why are you here alone..." Shang Heng licked his dry lips, and moved his eyes from Wen Ruiyun to the dining table. There was a box of half-cut cakes in the middle, and two intact candles.

This is... waiting for him?

The other party took two steps closer, and a strong low air pressure was faintly captured.

Wen Ruiyun sat in the main seat calmly, with his fingers crossed on his lower abdomen, his eyes looking at him were deeper and deeper than the night outside the window, as if something was churning inside.

When he spoke, his voice was low, with a dry hoarseness, like an old record that had been played for a long time.

"I thought you wouldn't be coming back tonight."