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"Master Chi should be blocking Eric's way."

Lin Yishui pushed the door open and entered, his voice was very low, and he spoke very clearly.

Gently stuffing a few pieces of information from the gap between the computer screen and the desk surface, He Lin glanced down.

He reached out to turn off his own screen frequency divider, closed his eyes and pushed the camera away.

The sun is shining brightly over Ethiopia.

He Lin is currently holding a regular meeting of the group's executives in the president's office of the African branch of the Huanyu Group.

Like all high-ranking people who are good at observing micro-expressions, He Lin's habit of talking about work in the past is to communicate face-to-face with the communication partner, so that he can judge the other party's psychological dynamics at any time.

Now through the screen, even with the use of an independent optical fiber network, the transmission of image and language is lifelike without lag, he still feels awkward, as if he has lost the sense of overall control.

However, everyone in He Lin has already arrived in South Africa, but he insisted on gradually adapting himself to this telecommuting mode.

He didn't even think about who it was for.

On the screen, the newly appointed professional manager is reporting the transfer plan of the African business department of Huanyu Group in the second half of the year.

Before he finished reading the manuscript in his hand, seeing Mr. He suddenly turned off the camera, he immediately became very nervous.

In a sentence that wasn't too long, he stumbled and paused three times.

He Lin got impatient, so he simply asked the general manager to send the report materials over without reading any more.

"Take a break for 10 minutes."

He Lin's voice was low and his emotions did not fluctuate.

The sudden change made all the participants smell something unusual, and after thinking about it, they all raised their spirits.

Lin Yishui leaned over and reconfirmed that He Lin's microphone was turned off, then lowered his voice and quickly reported: "Master Chi spent most of his time on the set during your business trip."

"I went to four places in my spare time, and met two people, namely Xiao Xu, the lead actor of the show, and Zhao Yun, the deputy director. On the evening of July 7, he went to the shopping mall under the name of the group, but he didn't do any shopping. meal."

He Lin slightly closed his eyes and listened, word by word, detailing everything, without stopping or asking halfway.

"On July 7, Chi Shao returned to the mall again and bought four tops and two pairs of trousers, all of the same brand..."

"never mind."

He Lin raised his hand suddenly, interrupting Lin Yishui's teleprompter-like voice, "Tell those who follow him, don't tell me if there is no crisis in the future."

Lin Yishui only stopped for half a second, then put down the card in his hand knowingly, and threw it into his pocket.

Expected.

The most important thing between lovers is to respect each other. Now that He Lin has obviously moved to get along well with Chi Ye, he will naturally stop spying on him with peace of mind.

But that's not all there is to say...

Lin Yishui cleared his throat, and raised his voice a notch higher than before: "Combining the past few steps and what I learned from the crew, the young artist who squeezed out the role of Young Master Chi is called Eric, and he has all kinds of conditions. It's all very ordinary."

He Lin's thinking was still stuck on the strategic plan sent by the professional manager just now, and he didn't realize it for a while, "What squeezed out?"

Sometimes Lin Yishui couldn't figure out why he had to remember everything clearly, and was so tired that he might as well eat candy without thinking like Mr. Butler.

In fact, I don't really want to talk, but it's my duty.

Lin Yishui reminded coldly, "On the first day of Young Master Chi's audition, he originally wanted a serious role, so he had to act as a stand-in."

He Lin barely remembered that night.

There is only one key plot point in memory, that is, Chi Ye fell asleep with his pillow on his arm, and there seems to be nothing else that needs special attention.

He Lin didn't care too much, and his voice was rational and objective: "Well. It's because Chi Ye's acting skills are not good."

"Heh!" Lin Yishui rarely let out a contemptuous nasal sound from his nasal cavity, "But the problem is that Eric also has no acting skills."

He Lin's expression gradually became serious, "What do you mean?"

"There are pictures and video materials that can show that this Eric has a close relationship with Tang Yan, the heir of Shengtang Film and Television."

He Lin frowned.

He Lin has unrivaled insight and judgment in business operations, but in some respects, he is almost dull, especially when he can't figure out the messy logical relationship between men and women or the relationship between men and women.

Lin Yishui didn't expect him to understand a sentence.

Straightforwardly: "Tang Yan and Tang Shao are one of the important investors of "Youth with You". Many people in the crew, including the production director, even rely on him for food."

It is already clear enough to say this, Chi Ye can't be expected to say directly in front of He Lin, "There are people who bully your family Chi Ye because of their wealth."

He Lin leaned back slightly into the swivel chair, pressed his thumb on his temple a few times.

Although He Lin took over Chi Ye's father's entertainment company, he actually only focused on the company's internal capital operations. As for trivial matters such as resource review and allocation, he still couldn't get in front of him, but he was a real layman in the entertainment industry.

Those messy scandals among artists can't be dealt with by He Lin.

What's more, that Eric is not an artist from his own company.

He Lin hypnotized himself over and over in his mind: "I can't control it, otherwise, what's the difference with that bullying gold master?"

It took a while before he opened his eyes, sighed, and searched around the table, trying to suppress his urge to intervene in this matter.

But nothing was found.

Lin Yishui watched the words and expressions, quietly and secretly touched the soft mud that fell behind the computer screen, and hid it in his pocket behind He Lin's back.

Then he turned around and took out the briefcase he was carrying, took out a few photos, and handed them out.

It was very timely to add another firewood to the anger.

He Lin didn't answer.

It's fine to just listen to the report, but He Lin felt that he was not suitable for such a prying into others' privacy with rich pictures and texts.

Lin Yishui didn't do anything else, and simply poked the photo directly on the screen in front of He Lin.

I have to say that the quality of the photographer's work this time is very good. In addition to Lin Yishui's deliberate screening in advance, he successfully captured every unpleasant detail of Chi Ye from the beginning of joining the group.

Not a single photo of a single person.

Either being beaten for Xiao Xu under the camera, or rolling around on the ground to practice movements, or squatting with a group of extras to eat lunch, the only thing that is not too miserable is to stand in the crowd and listen to Director Xie's lecture.

He Lin held up one of the photos, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is his play about martial arts?"

Lin Yishui explained rigidly: "Stand-ins are like this. They shoot shots that the lead actor doesn't want to do in person. The work is dirty and hard, and the final feature film doesn't even have a face."

He Lin's eyes darkened even more: "Why is there no one around him, assistants, managers?"

Lin Yishui choked him calmly, "There is no team for extras, and no one to help with the arrangements. Of course, everything has to be done by myself."

He Lin ordered another pathetic lunch box, which looked cold and greasy, with a few green leaves still smelling of oil.

"Is this food edible?"

Lin Yi's face was like still water, "It's a small TV production, it must save costs. It doesn't look delicious, but it probably won't kill people. After all, Master Chi has eaten this for three meals recently."

He Lin endured it, endured it, and endured it, he couldn't help it.

It is said that the original intention of sending people to follow Chi Ye was originally to monitor. As long as Chi Ye no longer does things that betray him, don't make any troubles. No matter what happens outside, it has nothing to do with him, even if he suffers from great suffering. Wronged, what did he do to He Lin again.

But why is there a fire in my heart that goes straight to the sky.

I haven't had this feeling for many years. It's like my own child is being bullied by the public in the classroom, but the parents can only swallow their anger.

After all, He Lin didn't have such a good temper.

With a trembling hand, Chi Ye's photos fell on the table one after another.

He Lin looked at it for half a second, and his temple jumped from the left to the right, and he stopped struggling.

Standing behind the table, Lin Yishui observed He Lin's eyebrows carefully, and felt that the heat was almost ready.

The corners of his eyes were bent into a triumphant arc, but his expression was still calm and professional.

Lin Yishui leaned over to turn on the camera on the computer, and reminded in a businesslike manner, "Mr. He, 10 minutes is up."

He Lin opened his eyes and nodded.

The video conference was connected, and the general manager of the group finally adjusted his status. He pointed to the plan slide that was urgently revised half a minute ago, and said in a correct manner, "Huayu's strategic plan for the next three years is to expand the African market and win the greatest extent." foreign exchange resources..."

"Stop it first." He Lin ordered the head of the secretariat who controlled the video, "Bring in the directors of the resources department and the marketing department."

He Lin seldom arranges work in this direct way, and everyone is guessing whether the Huanyu Group will have earth-shattering changes this time.

In front of the camera, the general manager and the two ministers sat upright, held their breath and listened attentively.

He Lin coughed lightly, "Put down all the work at hand, and go evaluate a commercial film called "Youth with You."

"Before I get off work today, I need to see the feasibility report of Huanyu investing in this film."

"So you mean that the second master will come back early tomorrow night?"

Chi Ye lay on the bed in large characters, pointed at the screen of the mobile phone, and counted the decimal points on the payment information one by one.

In fact, there are only four digits in total, and I have already counted them five times.

Chi Ye spent more than 20 years wasted in his previous life, but he never felt the mood of migrant workers successfully asking for salary.

Joy and vicissitudes.

Mr. Housekeeper helped his young master take off the slippers that had been kicked on the bedside table, and put them on the ground in an upright manner. He also snatched the mobile phone out of his arms and put it away.

"You should be called Mr.." The old man corrected and said earnestly, "So, have you thought about it, which clothes are you going to wear to meet the second master?"

Chi Ye was very indifferent, "Mr. shouldn't care what I wear, right? He might not even want to see me."

Mr. Steward didn't listen to such self-defeating words, "Why don't you care, maybe the second master is thinking about you at this moment."

Chi Ye turned his head and glanced at the two sets of sexy costumes prepared by Mr. Housekeeper: one with a pair of rabbit ears inside, and one with a fox tail inside.

He exhaled, dying, "Sir, after all, he is not a young man with a fresh blood."

The mobile phone placed by the bed vibrated, Chi Ye ignored it, and continued: "You don't look at people superficially, these things of yours are really useless..."

Mr. Housekeeper helped him get the phone again: "At least try it."

Chi Ye imagined that he was dressed like that and waited to welcome He Lin at the gate, and shivered, "Maybe he will throw me out of the villa directly, and wander away from now on, alone and helpless..."

In the middle of Chi Ye's speech, his eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and he suddenly stopped, his eyes widened.

Mr. Butler was suspicious, "Whose text message?"

Chi Ye: "It's Mr. He."

Mr. Butler: "Second Master... What did he say?"

"Sir said."

Chi Ye followed the screen in disbelief and read,

"He bought me a set of pajamas in South Africa, a Disney cartoon version with a pattern of a rabbit. He asked me if I liked it, and if I didn't like it, I could change it to a fox."

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