Overlord's canary wants to divorce every day

"Of course he wants to see you, and he might be thinking all the time, which actor would not want to see his investor? Mr. He really doesn't have to take it too seriously."

In the luxurious CEO's office on the top floor of the Huanyu Group Building, Mr. Tang, the boss of Datang Film and Television, was talking endlessly into the air.

The reason why he faced the air was because He Lin didn't look at him, not only didn't look at him, he even sat with his back to Mr. Tang, leaned slightly on the wide seat, and stared out the window.

It is a very impolite attitude, and it is a gesture that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Lin Yishui calmly reminded, "Mr. Tang, be careful."

Mr. Tang showed a cold smile on his face, "Actors have been ruthless since ancient times, am I wrong?"

He Lin still didn't turn around.

The building built by Huanyu back then is now a landmark building in this city, standing tall in the crowded city center. From He Lin's perspective, you can have a panoramic view of everything on the main street, and the busy traffic is concentrated Into a surging black spots.

That is the perspective of the ruler looking down on all living beings.

With absolute power in hand, whether or not to abuse it is nothing more than a thought of the person in power. He Lin has never been a sage and gentleman, he is just a cold and stern guardian, and no one can hurt the people he cares about in the slightest.

He Lin took a puff of cigarette lightly, and the rising mist surrounded his fingers, "Mr. Tang is serious, the group has its own considerations, and the future direction of Tuo Ran's business has also been carefully considered. The incident has nothing to do with it."

Datang Film and Television has been overwhelmed by the world in just half a month.

Lost several large resources of hundreds of millions in succession, not to mention being forcibly poached away yesterday. The capital chain is also at the end of the battle. The chief financial officer squatted at the door of the major fund investment companies and cried several times. After all, he failed to raise a dime. Qian, Mr. Tang was really forced to be in a hurry, otherwise he would not put down his body and come to He Lin's place to do a little fuss in person.

Tang Boss has been in the mall for so many years and can be considered flexible. Since he came to ask for help, he kept his attitude very low, "What Boss He said is that we are all businessmen. Since we want to do business, we can discuss everything. It was really a dog before. Sensible offended Mr. He..."

He Lin interrupted suddenly, "Tang Yan and I have no conflict."

"That's right, he is the one who offended you. So Datang is willing to take the initiative to offer half of the market share to Huanyu as an apology. How about we not offend you from now on?"

Mr. Tang observed He Lin's expression for a moment and added, "We have recruited a few trainees recently, some are cool and clean, some are warm and cheerful, and I've already had someone bring them here, and I'm going downstairs now wait here."

Mr. Tang himself is not very clean either. A few small artists in the company are not clear all the year round, and he thinks he knows the private rules in the circle.

Since He Lin is trying to make things difficult for the young actor, he should give him more fresh meat, so that he will save face, so I don't believe that He Lin will not let go.

Sure enough, He Lin turned around, just looked at Mr. Tang deeply, and didn't make a sound.

Half a minute later, Lin Yishui picked up the phone indifferently, and ordered the head of the secretariat to send up the printed stock transfer agreement.

Mr. Tang was startled, the other party made it clear that they didn't agree.

Mr. Tang, who is considered a well-known figure in the entertainment circle, was so anxious by He Lin's attitude that he didn't want to eat, and finally couldn't help tearing his face apart.

"I didn't expect Mr. He, who has a tough wrist, to be a lover in private." Mr. Tang sneered, "It's a pity that Luo Hua has intentions, but I'm afraid that the water will be ruthless."

"How sincere is the lover you keep? Isn't it all for money, for fame? You dare to pat your chest and say that the actor named Chi Ye never took your card, your resources?"

Mr. Tang wanted to run on He Lin, and he said harsh words without showing any mercy, "Mr. He is so angry that he has become a beauty. When Chi Ye comes out, will he stay by your side obediently?"

"Who told you he was a lover?"

When He Lin said this, his tone was very calm, and he didn't have the slightest awareness that he was going to be listed on the trending search until it dried up.

Lin Yishui was caught off guard, and it was too late to cover the mouth of his boss with his bare hands.

Mr. Tang couldn't believe it, and sneered, "Isn't it a lover, is it a lover?"

He Lin's marriage back then was a matter of urgency. It was purely for the person in charge to give Mr. Chi an explanation. There was no ceremony and no banquet guests. He only had a registered marriage certificate in his hand, and he didn't know where to throw it. up.

So not many people in the upper class knew that He Lin was married.

He Lin didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, and his indifferent face suddenly softened. He didn't deny Mr. Tang's words, but changed to another warmer title, "It's family."

Lin Yishui has already started to conceive the public relations draft for the press conference in his mind. Fortunately, He Lin was not driving fast at the critical moment, leaving himself a little room for planning.

He Lin didn't want to show more emotions in front of outsiders, so he closed his eyes and waved Lin Yishui to see the guests off.

"Mr. Tang was not very reconciled when he left, and he was still very angry until the car, saying a lot of things like 'beauty hurts the country' and 'foolish and incompetent' along the way."

Lin Yishui saw the guest out, and was not in a good mood when he came back.

Then when he saw He Lin holding the mud, his expression became even worse.

The figurine in He Lin's hands has already taken shape, with thin arms and legs and a round head with big eyes flashing, it looks like a Q version of Chi Ye.

"Second Master..." Lin Yishui called softly.

Usually Lin Yishui would call He Lin "Mr. He" at work, after all, "Second Master" sounds too private, it seems a bit reckless, heroic shortness of breath.

"Yeah." He Lin didn't look up, and didn't even stop working.

Lin Yishui hesitated for half a second, then said, "The color of your fingers is a little too white, unlike me. Master Chi's complexion is porcelain white, isn't it bleak?"

He Lin was not angry at all when he saw through his mind. He just nodded lightly, "Really? Then I'll make some adjustments."

"Actually, that's pretty nice too."

Lin Yishui walked to He Lin's desk to sort out the documents he had just reviewed, gathered them into a pile, and tapped on the table twice, "No one is perfect, and so are clay dolls. Think too much about it." It's human nature to make some money and want to be popular, but it's not wrong... You don't have to pay too much attention to what Mr. Tang said."

He Lin raised his eyes slowly, "There are many rumors like this outside?"

Lin Yishui faltered, "Young Master Chi is now leading the capital group, and he is airborne. It is normal for some ugly words to be spread, but those who clean up will clean up themselves."

He Lin put down the mud and closed his eyes.

Lin Yishui immediately became alert, "You are nirvana!"

He Lin: "..."

Lin Yiguo took out his mobile phone resolutely and found the photos sent by the captain of the bodyguard just a few minutes ago, including but not limited to Xiao Xu helping Chi Ye make coffee and sharing a cup.

Originally, he didn't want to show He Lin, but things in the world are so weird and bizarre. The function change between a lighter and a fire extinguisher is often just a thought. Not bad, I haven’t been disturbed by messages at all, and the relationship with my colleagues is also very harmonious.”

He Lin looked down for a while: "...well."

Then Chi Ye, who was on the set, received a call from He Lin out of nowhere.

At the request of Director Xie, Chi Ye was wearing only a shirt with a concave shape against the northwest wind, and now he spoke a little tremblingly, "Are you not busy?"

He Lin recognized it, "Is it cold? Do you need me to send someone to bring you a coat?"

Chi Ye was flattered, "No need, just one shot, it will be ready soon. The nanny car you gave me is very warm."

He Lin nodded, although Chi Ye couldn't see, "Tell me when it's cold or hot."

Chi Ye obediently agreed, "Okay."

He Lin continued, "Tell me if you are wronged on the set."

Chi Ye happily said, "Okay."

He Lin thought about it again, "If you want to drink coffee, let me know."

Chi Ye, "?"

He Lin held up the phone and his earlobes turned red, but Chi Ye still couldn't see, "You should tell me when you need to buy a cup."

Chi Ye, "..."

It seems that I have understood the central idea of ​​the phone call of Jinzhu Baba.

Chi Ye felt that it was necessary for him to see He Lin earlier, but things went against his wish and he was caught by Director Xie.

Director Xie has only recently learned to bend down like reality, and his mobility is very strong. He can already foresee that every time Chi Ye, Bai Yueguang, appears on the stage, it must be a sign of a surge in ratings. Get left behind.

Xie Wenli called Chi Ye to the grove at the school gate alone while the producer was taking a nap. The four insert photos in the financial magazine originally set in the script were replaced by three sets of dynamic shots.

Chi Ye originally felt that it was a bit hot to hold the hundreds of thousands of salary per episode, and finally had a chance to make up for it. Don't be too good at your head.

Immediately nodded readily: "Don't say three groups, thirty groups can do it."

The two hit it off immediately, and began to sneak around behind the back of the producer and screenwriter and started working overtime.

Chi Ye's sense of camera has always been excellent, and Director Xie became more and more pleasing to the eye as he watched it. Later, he simply rejected other actors' scenes and personally directed seven or eight machines to shoot Chi Ye's face endlessly.

So, it was past ten o'clock at night when work was over.

The bodyguards and doctors who followed Chi Ye never expected that it was so late, and the young master was still thinking about going back to the villa. He sent the driver to dinner half an hour ago, and even the nanny's car was driven away.

Chi Ye was very talkative. Seeing the bodyguard's car parked on the side of the road, he opened the driver's door and got in. He even pressed the start button, and said openly that he borrowed the car as well.

The captain of the bodyguard who had his car requisitioned forcibly didn't dare to stop him forcefully, so he had to let Chi Yi go away, hesitant to call a taxi to follow him in a daze.

The return journey was smooth, without traffic jams, and it took less than two hours to drive up Panshan Road, but when it was about to reach the gate of Nanwan Villa, Chi Ye inexplicably smelled an unusual smell in the air.

The weather is not so good today, and there was mist in the evening, which blocked the already dim moonlight and had almost no lighting effect. Only by the dim street lamps in the fog, we could barely recognize the carved lacquer gate in the courtyard of the villa. There seemed to be a few unknown luxury cars parked outside.

Chi Ye rubbed his eyes, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.