Rational derailment

A few days later, Miller roughly knew why Jing Mo was looking for Wu Si so urgently.

The news was brought by Dumas. When he entered Miller's study, his expression was not very good.Wu Si went out, and Miller didn't ask about official or private matters. Therefore, he was the only one in the villa at this time. Dumas didn't know if he chose such a time deliberately.

Mr. He from DF Company wanted to meet Miller. The content of the interview was two parts, one was investment and the other was Bai Ruixi. He hoped that Miller would spare his precious time to attend the appointment.

The reason why both Miller and Dumas felt that the matter was serious was not that DF Company wanted to use its brains, but this was the most normal content of the interview.However, under normal circumstances, wouldn't Wu Si bring such news?Even if he doesn't care about DF's affairs, he is still an employee of DF after all, right?But they went past Wu Si and went directly to Dumas.

"Did you buy Stoudemire completely before I knew it?" Dumas teased Miller.Not because he knew about the relationship between the two of them, just a one-liner on the matter.

"I'm willing to buy it, but he still refuses to sell it." Miller puffed Dumas' face.

"Ahem... Fuck, how old are you, and you still play tricks on people like this, choking me to death, ahem... Then what do you think of this appointment?" Finally put away the joking mentality, Dumas took Mr. He by the way Pushing the things sent by the invitation in front of him.

It was an ancient coin dug out of a tomb, packed in a very elegant box, and the packaging was somewhat exaggerated.This is something Miller likes. He was interested in things with a bit of horror, not to mention this kind of funerary objects that have been buried for so long and are full of resentment.

It seems that he has put in some effort to investigate himself, and Miller can guarantee that it is absolutely impossible to find out his preference from Wu Si, and he is not even sure whether Wu Si knows his preference.

"Of course I have to go to the appointment, you help me promise him." There is no problem with money. The reason why DF can show its face in the city series is just because it is more refreshing to spend money.

Of course, Miller knew in his heart that he wanted to find out what was going on.

"There must be something strange about this matter. You should be on your guard recently." Dumas dropped his things, patted Miller on the shoulder, and prepared to leave without harassing him too much.

"En." Somewhat perfunctorily, Miller didn't even send anyone off, waved his hand, and let Dumas leave by himself, and he didn't.

Only for a friend like Dumas who is so familiar, Miller will lose his etiquette and politeness.

It wasn't until he was the only one left in the room that Miller picked up the ancient coin again and frowned.Indeed, just as what Dumas said, if something really went wrong between DF Company and Wu Si, then he had to be careful of Wu Si.

All his transactions with himself are based on DF's profit. Once the most basic relationship disintegrates, he will have no restraint, and may even obtain other greater benefits, for himself or for others. anyone.

Possibly a competitor.

The spark burned to the end, and Miller's fingers were burned, before he came back to his senses and snuffed out the cigarette butt.Focusing on the script in front of me again, I wanted to continue to enter the artistic conception just now, but found that I couldn't calm down no matter what.

Sighing, Miller turned off the computer and checked the time. It was an hour before dinner.He didn't know if Wu Si would come back for dinner. In the past two days, he had been out all day, sometimes coming back in the afternoon, and sometimes in the middle of the night. Dumas said that he was entertaining with some difficult clients, and Miller was even more Not sure if he was busying himself or someone else.

Because I couldn't calm down, I simply went downstairs, opened the refrigerator, saw that a lot of ingredients had been added to it, took out a cookbook, and started cooking complicated food.

When Wu Si entered the room, he was first attracted by the smell. Miller hardly used the kitchen, and was used to taking out food when he usually ate. Therefore, when he saw Miller cooking steak in an apron, he was bound to be surprised.

Back from the express hotel in the suburbs that day, the two of them didn't say a few words since they woke up. They ate a simple to poor-quality breakfast together on the ground floor of the hotel, and then drove back on the road in silence.

"Are you back?" Noticing Wu Si entered the door, Miller put the steak on the plate, "Did you eat?"

"No." Seeing that Miller put in a piece of steak, Wu Si knew that he was preparing a dinner for two.

Put the bag in the guest room, and changed into home clothes by the way. When Wu Si came out and sat at the dining table, the dinner was ready. In front of him was the steaming steak that had just come out of the pan, and Miller In front of him was a steak that had already been poured with mushroom sauce and had no temperature.

After the two sat down, Miller poured two glasses of wine and moved the knife and fork.

The meal was somewhat awkward, but it pretended to be natural, and for a long time the only communication between them was steak.

"Busy about DF?" Miller said casually, finally breaking the nature maintained by the pretense.

I don't know if his starting point is too good, but Wu Si couldn't think of the meaning of lying for a while, "Yes."

"Today, I received a personal invitation from you, Mr. He."

Wu Si's expression was surprised for a moment, but it was just surprise, just for a moment, Miller didn't miss every detail on his face, but he still didn't show the slightest loss.

"I didn't expect him to be so fast." This sentence was somewhat helpless.

Indeed, it was only two days before Wu Si learned from Jing Mo that He Le couldn't hold his breath and wanted to meet Miller in person. In He Le's view, the script was so delayed, the director must be implying something. How can they stand still and allow other actors and investors to court them?Do you have to wait for the new script to come out and Bai Ruixi's role has been reduced before you want Miller to give an explanation?

"So you already knew."

"I heard it."

"You don't mind not being trusted by your boss?"

"Do you mind if it is useful?" I have already torn my face. Trust is a wonderful thing. It is difficult to build, but once there is a crack, it is almost impossible to restore it.

Maybe for the boss, if the work task has failed, your value has become much lower in his eyes.After all, he is a busy person, and he has limited time to notice you. This kind of failure will also become a label he puts on you.

When I think of that employee in my mind, I always think, oh, that employee who didn't do some tasks well.

This is human nature. After all, Wu Si has failed once before, so dealing with similar problems will always make people feel a little uneasy, especially your boss.

"In this case, why are you working so hard for DF Company?" Miller put down his knife and fork, and looked straight into Wu Si's eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Si never fought for his own interests, never talked about the amount of money given to him, never talked about his rest time, all he talked about was Bai Ruixi and DF company's interests.For this, he even sacrificed himself.

Even now, when I know that I will not be recognized or trusted, I am still busy for DF company, why is this?

When something crossed his mind, Miller raised his eyebrows. It felt uncomfortable. When he guessed the answer, and the answer was not liked by him.

All he did was not for DF company, but just for that person.

"I'm an employee of DF, it's just my duty."

Weird.

"Does it make sense?" Miller lowered his eyes, as if he had confirmed something from Wu Si's eyes, "You treat him so well even though you know he won't reciprocate your affection, you are self-abuse."

Wu Si was silent for a long time before putting down the knife and fork, and took a sip of the wine, "Miller, you must have never liked anyone from the bottom of your heart."

"why?"

"So you can't understand this kind of mood. Compared with getting and giving, you will feel more pleasure." Just because I like it, I want to do something for him, and that something is exactly what he needs Sometimes, your happiness is far greater than what he has done for you.

"...It's still masochistic." After carefully understanding Wu Si's words, Miller still came to this conclusion.

"Maybe." Wu Si wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, got up and left the table.

Miller looked at the leftovers on the table, and suddenly his teeth felt a little sore. The acid seemed to drill deep into the teeth along the nerve of the tooth. Miller had to take out a cigarette and bite it tightly, which relieved some of the acid. feel.

Is it more pleasant to give than to receive?

Really enough self-deprecating.