second benefactor

Tan Sheng finally collapsed amid other people's frantic drinking. The most desperate thing is that the investor not only got him down, but also didn't let go at all. With a dignified appearance, Tan Sheng was angry when he saw it.

He looked at the other party in a daze, listening to the other party talking about the legendary past, wishing he could jump up and punch the other party immediately.

But he could only endure it.

None of these bigwigs in the circle should be offended. Tan Sheng felt that, except for his father, he dared not bully anyone now.

His current status is not high enough.

The big guy yelled at each small talk and was very affectionate, like a smiling tiger, but in the end he didn't talk about anything, so he stood up and told his assistant: "Xiao Wang, send Xiao Tan back, and you must send it home safely. Otherwise, people always know that I don’t treat guests well, so they can’t scold me to death!”

The assistant leaned over to answer again and again, and was about to help Tan Sheng go out. Tan Sheng was so angry that he couldn't help turning around and said, "Mr. Li, just tell the truth, do you want to invest?"

Mr. Li chuckled and said, "Shouldn't we make a comprehensive assessment, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry..."

Tan Sheng supported the assistant to stand up straight, and said, "Tell me honestly, did my dad say something?"

"It's nothing!" Mr. Li waved his hand, probably seeing that Tan Sheng's expression was serious, he sighed, and then nodded seriously, "That's not what I said... The main thing is, your film, the script It’s well written, but it’s too literary, you know, literary and artistic films don’t sell well nowadays, if I invest in it, I’ll end up not losing money..."

He sighed, with a troubled expression on his face: "I just want to talk to you. You said it's a business, but it's impossible to rely on not losing money, right? We have to make money, otherwise what kind of business, what kind of investment? Am I right?"

Tan Sheng's face was a bit ugly, but knowing that the other party was telling the truth from the bottom of his heart, he sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I see, thank you, Mr. Li."

"Hey, you're welcome." Mr. Li shook his head, "Then, shall I go back now?"

Tan Sheng got up and sent him out of the private room, and then dismissed the assistant, looking at the mess on the table alone, mixed with the smell of wine, making people dizzy.

Tan Sheng suddenly had a stomachache again, and what Mr. Li said just now kept circling in his mind, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Lie on the table and squinted for a while, his stomach hurt more and more, Tan Sheng couldn't hold it back, took out his mobile phone and called Ye Ziyou.

It took a while for the other party to pick it up, and it was obvious that he had fallen asleep when he heard the voice, and Tan Sheng felt a little regretful, and said, "Are you asleep?"

"What's the matter?" Ye Ziyou asked.

"I... Forget it, it's fine." Tan Sheng said, "Go on and sleep."

"Say." Ye Ziyou's tone was a bit cold.

"Cough..." Tan Sheng coughed twice, and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm drunk, here in the city center, can you... come and pick me up?"

"..." Ye Ziyou gave a soft "hmm", "Then I'll hang up, wait for me there."

Tan Sheng couldn't suppress the joy in his heart, he nodded immediately, thinking that the leaves on the other side could not be seen, and shouted with great interest: "Okay!"

Only then did Ye Ziyou hang up the phone.

When Ye Ziyou arrived at the destination according to the location shared by Tan Sheng, Tan Sheng had already fallen asleep on the table, and the mess on the table made him a little embarrassed. He sighed and patted Tan Sheng on the shoulder.

Tan Sheng quickly opened his eyes in a daze, saw Ye Ziyou's face, and said, "You're here..."

After speaking, he fell asleep again with a "plop".

Ye Ziyou frowned, grabbed his arm and put half of his body's strength on her body, and moved forward with difficulty, but couldn't move, and was speechless for a while.

Tan Sheng's height and weight are simply not something he can bear.

Ye Ziyou thought for a long time but couldn't think of a good solution, so he simply sat down beside him, but at this moment Tan Sheng frowned suddenly, and called out "pain" in a low voice.

Smelling the smell of alcohol in the room, Ye Ziyou couldn't understand where the other party was in pain, but he thought a lot when he went out, so he happened to bring stomach medicine, and now he turned it out to feed the other party, he thought for a while, and came out again I got out of the box and walked towards the front desk, planning to order some porridge.

Ye Ziyou said yes to the waiter, then turned around, looked up, and a familiar figure just fell into sight.

Before he had time to dodge, the other party also looked over, with surprise on his face: "Xiaoyou?"

"...Good evening." Ye Ziyou squeezed out these three words, turned around and was about to leave.

Wei Yutian strode forward, grasped his arm, and said, "Why are you here so late?"

"Come pick someone up." After Ye Ziyou finished speaking, she struggled a bit, but did not break free.

Wei Yutian frowned: "Tan Sheng?" Before Ye Ziyou could answer, he said again, "Is he soliciting investment? I saw him staying with Mr. Li. Xiaoyou, why didn't you come to me?"

Ye Ziyou was surprised: "Why should I look for you?"

"The relationship between us...you know, if you speak, I will definitely agree." Wei Yutian said seriously.

Ye Ziyou looked at him for a long while, but laughed abruptly twice, his eyes full of sarcasm, and he said every word: "Wei Yutian, there is no relationship between us, how many times do you want me to say it?"

"Okay." Wei Yutian unexpectedly took a step back and shrugged, "Even if we don't have that relationship anymore, we are still friends. If you encounter difficulties, you can come to me for help, such as this matter..."

Ye Ziyou didn't know which tendon was wrong, and suddenly said: "Even if I am willing to ask you for help, Tan Sheng will not agree, so don't think about it."

"What do you mean?" Wei Yutian asked casually, but quickly realized what the other party meant, his face sank immediately, he stared at Ye Ziyou and didn't speak.

Ye Ziyou sighed, turned around and walked towards the direction of the private room. The moment he stretched out his hand and was about to push the door, Wei Yutian who was standing not far away suddenly stepped forward and strode towards him with meteoric strides.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open by the other party, and Tan Sheng's appearance lying on the table and sleeping deeply was exposed in front of the two of them at the same time.

Wei Yutian sneered, and was about to speak, when Tan Sheng over there rubbed his eyes, straightened up, and said in a daze, "Ziyou?"

This affectionate address made Wei Yutian's expression even more unhappy, and immediately said: "You follow this person, what can he give you? Can he give you the kind of good life before?"

Ye Ziyou's calm mood suddenly stirred up waves, and he looked at Wei Yutian in disbelief, as if he didn't believe that he would say such a thing.

Wei Yutian was about to say something, when a gust of fist wind hit, Tan Sheng's fist landed hard on his face!