my brother's spring

However, Wei Zizhen couldn't ask Xiao Xuan if he wanted to elope with him after all.

Because he was escorted by his elder brother to change clothes, and then he was dragged out for an intense exercise that made Wei Zizhen tear his heart and cry.

They went to run at night, five kilometers.

Wei Zizhen in the dead house ran all the way panting all the way, and when he rolled back home, he felt that the bed had never been so kind.

However, his ruthless and unreasonable elder brother didn't let him sleep, and let him walk slowly around his house a few times, and let him take a bath and sleep after sweating.

Wei Zi really hasn't slept so deeply for a long time.

It's been a long time since I woke up so hard.

There is no place in the whole body that does not hurt, and even a slight movement will pull the muscles, and even the slightest movement will cause the pain to grimace.

Wei Zizhen was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling that he was not far from death.

Wei Ziming was wearing a tie, knocked on the door symbolically, then opened the door and looked at his younger brother who lay dead on the bed.

"You haven't been to the company for so long, you should go to work." Brother Xiaoming said ruthlessly.

Wei Zizhen covered his face in pain, "Let me be a safe salted fish, Xiao Ming, I promised you to raise me for the rest of my life, you heartless person."

"That's why you said that back then because you looked like mud that couldn't support the wall. Now that you have managed to support the wall, you don't want to rot back."

Wei Ziming opened Wei Zizhen's closet, threw a few clothes on the bed, saw that Wei Zizhen was still indifferent, and paused.

"And Xiao Yu won't like mud, trust me."

Wei Zizhen lifted the quilt and sat up abruptly.

Wei Ziming: "..."

Gee.

Wei Zizhen finally went to the company with a sore back and a sore back. Because his arms and legs were so sore, he even had to slow down his walking speed.

Wang Tezhu was very pleasantly surprised when he saw Wei Zizhen.

The president skipped work, and all the work was transferred to him, and Wang Tezhu was so busy that he exploded.

No amount of bonuses can save his receding hairline.

Wang Tezhu couldn't help touching his head, thinking that he might be going bald at a young age.

Then he stood up and met Wei Zizhen who was walking towards the president's office, only to realize that there was something wrong with the president today.

The walking speed is very slow, and the posture is quite... weird.

Wang Tezhu thought of the photo of President Wei that he saw on Xiao Xuan's Weibo, and then thought of President Wei and Xiao Yingdi who went to the seaside for vacation together, but when they came back to work, the president looked like this...

Wang Tezhu's heart trembled.

I feel as if I have discovered some great secret.

——And what did you say that you don't need to treat Xiao Yu special!

Wang Tezhu took a deep breath, raising Xiao Xuan's status again and again in his heart.

This is no ordinary actor!

This is the actor who can overwhelm our president!

Wang Tezhu took a deep breath, followed Wei Zizhen into the office, carefully looked at Mr. President's tired expression, and asked tentatively, "President Wei, are you okay?"

Wei Zizhen waved his hand, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, wiped them, and put them on again.

Wang Tezhu said earnestly: "Restraint, Mr. Wei, you are still young, don't hurt your roots."

Wei Zizhen was suddenly persuaded by his special assistant who was four years older than him, and he was in a daze.

He stared blankly at Wang Tezhu for a while, and finally gradually understood what Wang Tezhu was talking about.

Mr. President can't laugh or cry.

He pushed his glasses: "You're overthinking, Special Assistant Wang, I just went for a night run with my brother last night."

However, Wei Zizhen's domineering president's high-cold personality in front of others has always been stable.

So Wang Tezhu didn't believe it a hundred times and thought it was an excuse.

What is the standard configuration of a domineering president?

He has a handsome face, long legs, and a Su voice.

Dressed to be thin, undressed with meat.

Wang Tezhu looked disbelieving: "How can you be so tired from running at night?"

Wei Zizhen pushed his glasses.

I'm really such a dead house, I'm so embarrassed.

Wei Zizhen didn't bother to care whether Wang Tezhu believed it or not, he tapped on the table lightly to interrupt La Jiachang's conversation.

He asked, "What about the latest transaction records?"

Special assistant Wang put the thick folder in his hand on the table.

Wei Zizhen let out a long breath.

Damn it, if I knew it earlier, I should have followed Brother Xiao Ming's example, and let the company remotely fax me over to handle some affairs when I went on vacation.

Wei Zizhen has already seen through that what awaits him next will be a dark and overtime life.

The investment aspect of Acropolis has long been matured, and there are not many affairs that need to be handled by Wei Zizhen.

In the thick stack of documents, only about one-fifth of the content is related to the investment department.

The rest is the matter of the newly opened film and television department.

The transfer of the personnel department, the recruitment of new recruits, star artists from other companies who intend to change jobs, the equipment and venues required to be added in the new company building, etc.

Looking at the budget sheet, Wei Zizhen felt that one was bigger than the other.

Then he decided to leave the matter to the finance of the investment department.

Mr. President, who hadn't come to work for half a month, quickly processed the accumulated documents.

Even though his efficiency is already high enough, those files haven't been reduced much in the morning.

Wei Zizhen got up and decided to eat first.

He walked out while lowering his head and swiping his phone. As soon as he clicked into the microblog that Xiao Yu posted yesterday in cooperation with Acropolis, he saw groups of fans expressing their dissatisfaction with Acropolis, which suddenly appeared. Company mistrust.

My own steam cooker just ran out of the magic cave of light and shadow, and the fans were like frightened birds, for fear that Xiao Yu would enter the tiger's mouth just after leaving the wolf's den.

The emotions of fans are not as easy to buy as the media.

Wei Zizhen flipped through the comments, and saw several familiar IDs among those voices of doubt.

They are all girls from the core fan group, expressing doubts and concerns with genuine affection.

Not only that, fans who were worried about Xiao Xuan also poured into the official website and Weibo of Weicheng Film and Television Department on a large scale to express their concern for Xiao Xuan and their desire to know more about Weicheng, a company.

Wei Zizhen stopped sliding his finger on the screen, and tapped the familiar IDs lightly.

Mr. President lowered his eyes and thought, and when the elevator door opened, he happened to meet the person in charge of the public relations department.

Mr. President raised his eyebrows, nodded, walked into the elevator, entered the canteen with the person in charge, and sat together.

He handed over the content on the phone to the person in charge.

Wei Zizhen ate a piece of meat, "What do you think?"

The person in charge shook his head, "Weicheng doesn't have a deep foundation in the entertainment industry, so it's not appropriate to say anything. It's best not to respond. When Xiao Xuan's first work comes out after he comes to Weicheng, it will be easier to talk."

Wei Zizhen listened with his face covered.

He also understands the truth.

But seeing Weicheng film and television department being questioned by so many old fans, I still feel a little unhappy.

Wei Zizhen bowed his head to eat, and after a while, he turned his head and said to the person in charge, "I think we can be bolder."

The person in charge stopped eating and looked at Wei Zizhen, "What do you say?"

Wei Zizhen lowered his voice, and quietly approached, "Xiao Xuan has a Hollywood casting opportunity in his hand. The third male in the series will audition in these two days, and the results will come out before Christmas."

The person in charge was startled, and also lowered his voice, "I have never heard of this."

"Well, because I found someone to clear it up in private." Wei Zizhen pursed his lips and thought about his words, "I have confidence in Xiao Yu, so I think we can be bolder in the face of this challenge. If Xun really won the audition, we can still take advantage of it to publicize—of course, the premise is that they are willing to let us sneak away in advance.”

The person in charge of the public relations department heard the words, nodded, thought while eating, and occasionally exchanged a few words with Wei Zizhen.

As we all know, rumors and clarifications about vicious incidents in the entertainment circle are not the sooner the better.

Generally speaking, each public relations team will wait for the climax of the matter to pass, and the public opinion will not be so intense before releasing the release.

Of course, except for some special events.

For example, the doubts Acropolis faced this time.

This incident is not a vicious incident.

The doubts come from the fans, who firstly expressed their concern for Xiao Xuan, rather than malicious slander and attacks.

That's why Wei Zizhen left with the person in charge of the public relations department after dinner. After less than an hour, Weicheng's official website and official blog issued an announcement at the same time.

To be more precise, it is a repost lottery that people love to see.

Because the renovation period of the Acropolis Film and Television Department is scheduled to end three days before the New Year's Day holiday, Wei Zizhen and the person in charge of the public relations department made a plan to be more down-to-earth and let people come to visit.

Unfortunately, except for those newcomers who have passed the interview and have not yet officially signed the contract, currently the only artist announced under Acropolis is Xiao Xuan.

Therefore, the objects of reposting the lottery are limited to fans of Xiao Xuan.

Thirty fans of Xiao Xuan were drawn, and they went to visit the renovated office building of the Weicheng Film and Television Department during the New Year's Day holiday.

Live broadcasts are allowed, photos are allowed, and everything is optional except for things like not destroying the equipment, just to reassure the hearts of fans.

If you get a zombie number or you can't come over, you will have to make another draw.

All in all, there are [-] people, plus the fans who are more famous in the fan circle—especially those who help organize the airport pick-up and maintain the order of the event every time, we must find a way to invite ten of them.

A total of forty fans were drawn to City B to visit the new film and television department in Acropolis, food, accommodation and transportation were included, all they needed was someone to come.

As soon as this Weibo was posted, the fans first expressed their shock at Weicheng's handwriting, and then praised this calm and generous style, and then they competed to be the denominator.

At first, everyone retweeted it while laughing and boisterously, but Wei Zizhen saw it, and retweeted it.

However, just 3 minutes after he reposted it, Xiao Yu also reposted the lottery Weibo.

Xiao Xuan: Shall I join in the fun?Counting me as the 41st, the boss will also cover my board, lodging and transportation, right? [doge]

The fans exploded in an instant.

The author has something to say: Wei Zizhen: Alright, I can take care of you too, alas, little goblin, just being naughty. [Erotic eyes.jpg]

Xiao Xuan: You seem to be implying me something [Sexual Maniacal Gaze.jpg]