Do you deserve to tease me?

Secretary Qi found me two days later.

He stared at me for a long time with an indescribable gaze.

Then he said with a little sigh: "Boss Shen, Fu Yanxu has chosen the script."

At that time, I was leaning on my own luxurious sofa.

The model catwalk on the TV screen was being pressed to pause.

I asked Fu Yanxu what he had chosen.

Secretary Qi was speechless.

I am slightly puzzled.

Could it be that after Fu Yanxu has the resources, he doesn't care about the president?

He didn't choose me to pick him at all?

I asked with my eyes.

Secretary Qi replied: "No. Mr. Shen, he chose the male third in that costume drama."

It turned out to be the case.

I didn't speak.

I looked at Secretary Qi, and Secretary Qi looked at me.

After a long time, Secretary Qi asked suspiciously: "Mr. Shen, he is such a good resource, why did he choose a male third?"

What a great question.

I say.

Secretary Qi must be a right-hand man, and his business sense is far superior to others.

But he probably doesn't understand the psychology of the audience.

Of course, I can't say that I understand it well, but I can say that I know a thing or two.

In fact, in my opinion, for Fu Yanxu at present, the best choice is a character that is neither beautiful nor transparent.

If he is going to be the male lead, gossip is a must according to how confused he is.

Doubts are even louder.

If he conquered everyone with his acting skills and slapped him in the face, that would be considered a classic counterattack routine, absolutely special.

But this will never be Fu Yanxu's choice.

Minimizing risks is the best choice for smart people.

As for whether Fu Yanxu guessed my thoughts or not.

I really want to say it out loud.

It's a pity that Secretary Qi didn't ask at all.

He doesn't care about these.

He only cares about money, and when he can recognize my brother as his father.

He sighed more than once - "If Mr. Shen is not young, I would like to be your son."

To put it bluntly, they just want my money.

He is so superficial.

Just as superficial as his secretary Xiaofeng.

Those two superficial people made my henchmen, it's not that I'm superficial, it's that I have money, so I pay.

But Xiaofeng understood my thoughts.

One day, I was sitting in the office, bored, flipping through the latest magazines, looking for the latest news about the dozens of cash cows in the company.

Xiaofeng thoughtfully made a cup of tea for me.

The taste is [-] times better than Secretary Qi's, and I almost burst into tears when I tasted it.

At such a critical moment.

Xiaofeng neither asked for a raise nor talked nonsense.

She just had a respectful face, and said to me sincerely, "Mr. Shen, which one do you like the most?"

I am very pleased.

I briefly commented: "Fu Yanxu made the right choice."

Xiaofeng asked again: "Then when will Boss Shen give the reward? I will inform him to come to see you."

This is unnecessary.I said.

Xiaofeng was disappointed.

But she still forced herself to ask: "What's Mr. Shen thinking?"

I thought about it.

In order not to dampen her enthusiasm again, I can only hint at her in a roundabout way, and my reward is definitely beyond her imagination.

She looked at me, I looked at her.

Two minutes later, I bowed my head and received a message from Fu Yanxu.

But just one sentence.

"Mr. Shen, look, I'm dressed like this today."

I sneered and swiped down.

Then he turned off the screen with a wooden face.

Xiaofeng looked at me and asked with his eyes why I had such a sharp contrast.

I do not want to answer.

I just thought about the note I gave Fu Yanxu for a few seconds.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore and replied to him: Are you so poor that you only have a few pieces of cloth to wear?

Fu Yanxu had no sense of being ridiculed by me.

He even replied very happily: Even so, Mr. Shen, don't you think I have a good figure?

What a fart.

I sneered in my heart.

Compared to me, it is like a firefly competing with a bright moon, and the price of a fake is the same as that of an out-of-print.

I replied lightly: not very good.

Fu Yanxu and I didn't expect that after such an unhappy breakup.

We'll meet on set.

Yes.

The mention of this incident still makes me a little speechless.

About half a month ago, I was sitting in my big villa, with flowers on my left hand, strong tea on my right, and the old housekeeper directing people to mop the floor behind me.

And I'm so bored.

I would yawn when I was so bored that Secretary Qi asked me to report on my work.

The old housekeeper thought this was very bad.

He contacted Secretary Qi behind my back and told him to save my soul immediately.

I should be free and open-minded. In short, 24 hours a day, I should be away from home for 28 hours.

Otherwise, wouldn't I, a young and promising CEO with a net worth of trillions, have to enter old age ahead of schedule and enjoy the era of soaking wolfberries in water.

I heard it in my ears, but it hurt in my heart.

I didn't know that in the heart of the old housekeeper, I was so sadly bound.

He may not have seen how I tortured my subordinates.

So when Secretary Qi conveyed these two passages, his expression was quite sad, indignant, painful and even distorted.

Secretary Qi sighed: "Butler Jin is so kind to you."

I deeply agree.

But if Secretary Qi didn't grit his teeth when he sighed like this, it would show his generosity even more.

In short, we discussed for a long time and thought for a long time.

They all agreed that since I am so boring, it is better to continue to experience life and enjoy the leisure time as a casual coffee.

In fact, we originally chose a brand new variety show.

According to Secretary Qi's first-hand information.

The life experiences of the people participating in it are too miserable to bear to look at directly, and they are not inferior to the experience I made up.

Then they just give up.

I feel that if I can't win the first place, it will appear that the whole think tank is just waiting to die.

Things suddenly reached an impasse.

Until Xiaofeng was flipping through the materials, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

When she slapped the table, she only heard a "pop".

We all looked at her, only to see her looking at me with deep eyes and excited expression.

Xiaofeng said: "Then Mr. Shen, why didn't you try to make a movie?"

Yes.

None of us thought of it.

After Xiaofeng asked such a strange question, he indirectly pointed out the maze for us.

I was sent to the crew by Secretary Qi.

The male third played by Fu Yanxu, I am also the third male.

He is cold in the play, and I have a bad personality in the play.

Not only that.

80.00% of his plot is related to me.

90.00% of my plot is about him.

Who among us is worse than whom.

This is unknown.