Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

Wen Hong still didn't drink the bottle of milk in the end, he was stunned for a while, thanked Wen Cang politely, put the bottle of milk on the small square table in the rest room, then nodded at Wen Cang and went to the studio.

I don't know what method Fang Jinyan used to coax Shi Yanting back. When Wen Hong passed by, he saw the big actor who had been taking a lunch break in his rest room at this time, and Shi Yanting, who was puffing out his cheeks, sitting side by side and reading the script The staff next to them were not surprised when they saw what was being discussed, and they were doing their own thing carefully. Wen Hong immediately turned around and went back to his nanny car to read the script.

Wen Hong, who stuffed hot milk for Wen Hong in one go, was not as calm as he seemed on the surface. He didn't even have time to stop Wen Hong, and Wen Hong turned around and left without looking back.

It's not a deliberate avoidance, nor does it contain any emotional alienation, it's just the most common and dull cooperative relationship. Once the cooperation is over, you don't need to say hello when you pass each other on the street.

This is a sense of proportion that is more uncomfortable than any dispute or anger.

The anxiety, anxiety and powerlessness in Wen Cang's heart reached the peak at this moment.

Wenhong can accept the company's high-level overtures with unclear intentions, but he has no way to express the slightest concern to Wenhong.

It's all his own doing.

Wen Hong no longer turned his trustful and focused eyes on himself as he was used to before. His trust was only from the professional actor to Wen Dao, not from Wen Hong to Wen Cang himself.

In the evening, work ends at [-] o'clock in the morning, and the time is close to the end of the year. All major film and television crews are rushing to make progress, and they all look forward to going home to reunite with their families on New Year's Eve. But this year's crew in Wencang, judging from the shooting progress, It is very likely that the New Year will be celebrated during filming, and the cast and crew in the crew are also mentally prepared.

With the previous oolongs and the embarrassing situation between himself and Wen Hong, Wen Cang didn't dare to speculate in secret any more. After finishing work, he pretended to casually walk a few steps to Wen Hong's side, and walked back to Wen Hong with him. Hotel room.

Di Lang also wanted to ask about Wen Hong's physical condition. Seeing this, he thought that Wen Cang was going to talk to Wen Hong alone again, so he couldn't help but said: "It's getting late, Director Wen should go back to rest after a hard day." , I will ask Wenhong to ask you about the shooting problem tomorrow."

Wen Hong glanced at Wen Cang casually, then turned his eyes back and walked forward without looking sideways.

"It's not about filming." Wen Cang looked a little unnatural, "It's something else I want to talk to Wen Hong about."

"Besides filming, do you have any other topics in common with Wen Hong?" Di Lang unconsciously said, but Wen Cang opened his mouth and didn't say anything, which caused Wen Hong to smile for a while.

"I feel okay, there is no big problem. I asked Yaoyao to get the medicine before, and the cold is almost healed." Wen Hong turned to Di Lang and said, "It's so late, Brother Di should go back to rest, what's the matter?" I'll tell you if I'm comfortable, Brother Di, don't worry too much about me."

"Okay." Di Lang knew that Wen Hong was not someone who would treat him badly, so he just walked to the floor where his room was located, said goodbye to Wen Hong and Wen Cang, and went back.

These two were the only ones walking upstairs, and Wen Hong didn't speak, and there was an unspeakable silence in the air for a while.

Wen Cang endured it, and still asked him tentatively: "Mr. Ji came to visit the class today..."

"Well, Mr. Ji is young and promising, and he is neat and capable in doing things, which is worth learning." Wen Hong said casually.

"I didn't mean to say that." Wen Cang paused.

"Then what does Director Wen want to ask?" Wen Hong didn't even look at him, he lowered his head and touched the door card in his pocket, and responded to Wen Cang with a very good tone and attitude, with a sincere perfunctory that people couldn't hear.

"You and President Ji..." Wen Cang frowned, not knowing what appropriate words to use.

"Why ask me, Director Wen has guessed about me on this kind of thing, not once or twice," Wen Hong swiped his card and pushed the door in without stopping, he was a little annoyed when he heard Wen Cang's words Coming together, he turned around and looked at Wen Cang with a half-smile, and said, "Whatever you say is what you say, you won't listen to my explanation, and I don't care."

"I won't speculate on my own this time," Wen Cang pursed his lips, took a step forward and pressed his hand that was about to close the door, and in the next second saw Wen Hong withdrawing his hand expressionlessly and taking two steps back, which made Wen Cang Cang was a little at a loss, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and continued, "I want to hear what you say, as long as you tell me... I will believe it."

"What does my relationship with Mr. Ji have to do with Director Wen?" Wen Hong was unmoved at all, folded his arms and said flatly, "Director Wen, I admire your talent and ability as a director. It can be regarded as a relatively pleasant thing, but when it comes to personal issues, who do I have any relationship with, what contacts do I have, it has nothing to do with Director Wen, right?"

"Yes, if only as a partner, I really shouldn't pay any attention to your private life. This is very abnormal, and I have reflected on it for a long time." Wen Cang licked his lips, took a step forward into the room, and closed it with his backhand. After entering the door, he looked at Wen Hong with a sense of dominance gradually. He paused every word, "Wen Hong, I don't want to be just a cooperative relationship with you."

Wen Hong's eyelashes trembled, many thoughts flashed through his mind, he still kept his face away from his overly domineering gaze, and smiled indifferently: "It is also my honor to be friends with Director Wen. "

"If I just treated you as a friend and partner, I wouldn't have such an emotional reaction to Fu Canyun on New Year's Eve. For a director, that would be remiss." Wen Cang took a step forward. , He was clearly analyzing his own mind for Wen Hong to see, but for no reason Wen Hong felt a bit of uncomfortable oppression, and had to look at him, "The biggest failure in my life is that I always don't face up to what is only my personal opinion. Your emotions have not been well expressed to you."

Love and liking are two words that are too intimate and hypocritical. Director Wen is very unfamiliar with them and can't say them out.He stared into Wenhong's eyes, and said seriously: "You don't have to worry about those messy things anymore, and you don't have to make small bets on your company's senior management. I am the capital, and you can rely on me."

Wen Hong heard his words, the tension and bewilderment caused by the sudden alternative confession suddenly dissipated, Wen Hong took two steps back, raised his eyebrows and said: "Coincidentally, I am also capital."

Wen Cang looked serious: "Tianying and I are in a long-term partnership, and you can get good resources without making other sacrifices."

Wen Hong smiled: "I am the shareholder of Tianying Entertainment."

Wen Hong: "The shareholding is 15.8%, second only to Ji Zhuoqing, the largest controlling shareholder."

The expression on Wen Cang's face was blank for a moment.

Wen Hong still smiled calmly: "Director Wen, do you have any questions?"

Wen Cang pursed his lips, his expression was a little gloomy, and he seemed to sigh: "Wen Hong, I'm not joking with you, I said you can rely on me, it's not a deal or a joke, it's all the promises I can give you. "

"Thank you, Director Wen, I didn't joke with you." The smile on Wen Hong's face faded, "I can be capital, or I can rely on my existing privileges to get the resources envied by tens of millions of people, but I don't need .”

Wen Hong stared into his eyes, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number in front of Wen Cang, and turned on the speaker.

It was getting late, and Wen Hong felt a little regretful when he dialed out, but he did not expect to be connected in the next second. The message from the receiver, even if it was a little distorted, could still make Wen Cang It was clearly heard that the owner of the voice was Ji Zhuoqing who came here during the day.

It's just that her tone after answering the phone was completely different from the ruthless Alpha female president in Wen Cang's impression.

"Ah Hong, what's the matter?" Ji Zhuoqing yawned, sounding a little tired.

Wen Hong just saw that Wen Cang didn't believe him, so he dialed the phone in a moment of brain fever, not thinking about what to say to Ji Zhuoqing, and it was a bit embarrassing to get connected now.

He glanced at Wen Cang, cleared his throat, and whispered: "Sister, it's okay, I just want to see if you are asleep or not."

Ji Zhuoqing: "?"

"Wen Hong, haven't you been cleaned up by me for too long, and your skin is itchy and you want to be beaten?" The gentleness in Ji Zhuoqing's tone was swept away.

"...Why haven't you rested yet?" Wen Hong had no choice but to turn a deaf ear and change the subject.

"There is something wrong with Tianying, and I can't explain it clearly for a while. Didn't you not care about the company's affairs before? I asked you to take care of it, but you still don't want to take care of it. Why? Suddenly want to open it today?" Ji Zhuoqing was blunt road.

"No." Wen Hong really remembered one thing, "I should also stay on the crew to film during the Spring Festival this year. I forgot to tell you when you came today. Sister, if it is convenient for you to go back, please take it for me. Send the tangerines to a pet shop for foster care. Yi Yuan is going to take Dr. Shen home for the New Year again this year, so I don’t have time to bring the tangerines for me. I’ve chosen a gift for my father and you and my little sister-in-law. I’ll find a time for Chen The shore belt company will give it to you."

"Well," Ji Zhuoqing heard a few taps of pen tails on the table, "I see, are you still in the group for your birthday?"

"Yes." Wen Hong glanced at Wen Cang, who stood in front of him as if petrified.

——Since Wen Hong called "Sister" generously when he got on the phone, Wen Cang's expression froze.

This is the biggest Waterloo that Director Wen Da has encountered in his smooth life for half his life.

Ji Zhuoqing: "Then you will find some time next year to come to me to sign the share transfer contract, and your birthday gift this year will be given to you in advance."

"it is good."

Wen Hong greeted Ji Zhuoqing a few more words, then hung up the phone, turned to look at Wen Cang, pulled the corners of his lips and showed an insincere smile: "Is there anything else you want to tell me, Director Wen?" ?”

Wen Cang stared at him for a moment: "...I don't believe you, my point is not here, you misinterpreted my meaning."

"I don't want to understand what Director Wen means, and I can't bear it." Wen Hong turned his face to avoid his burning gaze, and raised his arms to point him in the direction of the door, "It's getting late, Director Wen, please go back. "

Wen Cang's eyes dimmed a bit, and after a moment of silence, he only nodded lightly: "If you run out of pheromones, remember to tell me, and I'll get you new ones."

His eyes slid over Wen Hong's drooping eyelashes, and lingered at the tails of those beautiful eyes that had amazed him countless times under the camera.

He said, "Good night."

my muse.

Wen Hong turned his back and did not respond as before.

There was the sound of Alpha gently closing the door for him before he left behind, and Wen Hong's eyes unconsciously fell on the wind chime bottle with a small amount of pheromone extract left on the bedside table.

Wen Cang's point... what is it?