Don't take the milk attack inappropriately

It can be regarded as the first time for Jiang Yan to come to Shang Tong's house. He is obviously capable of moving out, but he still lives in the company dormitory.

The home is very clean, except for the company's original home decoration, almost no new items have been added.

Shang Tong took a few sips of mineral water from the refrigerator, and he had been waiting for Jiang Yan in the elevator, afraid of missing him, he didn't even dare to go back to get water to drink.

Jiang Yan took the mobile phone to reply to the work, looked up and saw Shang Tong who was standing not far away and looked at him, and said to him, "You go take a shower first, I ordered takeaway, I will go down and get it later."

A call came in. It was Lin Zhehan. Jiang Yan got up after hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, and stood on the balcony to answer the phone.

"Brother Jiang." Lin Zhehan's voice was a little noisy, "I heard from Miao Fu that he signed a contract with Brother's company."

"Well, I just moved here today." Jiang Yan looked at the time from time to time, he didn't want the phone to be busy when the takeaway arrived.

Lin Zhehan brought up the matter of inviting Jiang Yan to dinner again, but Jiang Yan calmly smoothed it over. He and Lin Zhehan didn't have a deep friendship at all, and there was no intertwined interest between them, so there was no need for unnecessary social interaction .

Having been in the workplace for many years, Jiang Yan has already learned how to maintain energy in the process of communication and avoid over-socializing.

After hanging up the phone, it happened that the call for takeaway came.

You can't go upstairs without a certificate, so Jiang Yan just took the key from the shoe cabinet and went out.

His order was relatively light. Jiang Yan knew that Shang Tong should not be too indulgent in his diet even when he was resting. Fortunately, Shang Tong is not a person who is interested in eating.

When Jiang Yan came back, he saw Shang Tong wearing one size bigger pajamas, sitting cross-legged on the sofa and distracted. The boy's jet-black hair dripped down, soaking the gray pajamas, and staring at the potted plants in the corner.

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Yan's voice holding the plastic bag brought Shang Tong back to his thoughts, and looked at Jiang Yan with confusion in his eyes, "Didn't you leave?"

"The takeaway is here, I'll get it." Jiang Yan folded his arms and looked at Shang Tong, dissatisfied with his wet hair, frowned and said, "Wipe your hair, and then eat."

Shang Tong took a small towel and wiped it carelessly, then sat in front of the dining table, "I thought it was because I washed too slowly, so you left."

"What are you thinking? If I leave, I will tell you." Jiang Yan said, he had been busy all morning, tired and hungry, and he preferred mental work to physical work.

Both of them ate fast, and Shang Tong couldn't eat much at all, so he put down his chopsticks halfway.

He didn't look at his phone or watch dramas, so he just sat on a chair and watched Jiang Yan eat, and asked his inner doubts, "Did Miao Fu sign a contract with our company?"

"Yes, he will be your junior in the future." Jiang Yan didn't want to eat too much, and he should attend a few variety shows after that, so at least he couldn't let himself gain weight during this period.

Shang Tong nodded, and asked again, "Is it under Brother Jiang's name?"

There are many artists under Jiang Yan, but most of them have their own managers. Generally, their managers handle things, and Jiang Yan comes to handle things that cannot be handled.

And he is in charge of managing the manager, but he also has a few artists that he directly takes over, and Shang Tong is one of them.

"Well, the head office wants me to take it with me." Jiang Yan wanted to clean up the mess, Shang Tong was one step ahead of him, and Jiang Yan was also willing to stop working when he was full, so he went to the sofa and looked at Shang with satisfaction Tong is busy.

After packing up, Shang Tong sat over, "Brother Jiang, have you been busy lately?"

"Except for discussing resources next Tuesday, the rest are just some work assignments." Jiang Yan carefully checked the schedule and confirmed that there is really nothing important next week.

Shang Tong just nodded and said nothing.

Jiang Yan just left after sitting down, didn't stay for long, but monk Tong said he had something to call him.

The dinner was held in a private club, which is a membership-only place, where paparazzi can't come in, and there are no cameras or anything like that in the box, it's very private, and it's a place that many people would choose to talk about business.

Jiang Yan was wearing a well-pressed suit, drove the car in the underground garage, and followed the waiter's lead to the box.

There were also managers from other companies at the dinner, and many big directors were here this time. What Jiang Yan needed was to get a pleasing role for Shang Tong, and the rest was not important.

At the dinner, the bosses exchanged cups. In the original world, Jiang Yan was able to sit in the position of the head of the company for five years. One reason was his extraordinary ability, and the other was because he drank it out of the dross wine table culture. of.

Glasses of white wine were mixed with other types of alcohol, and the directors and producers seemed to be experimenting with them, mixing various alcohols and pouring them down.

"Xiao Jiang, I've seen Shang Tong under your command. He looks good, but he doesn't know how good his acting skills are."

A director who blushed from drinking looked at Jiang Yan, and smiled greedily after he was full of wine and food, "Don't blame Uncle Wang for speaking straight, I don't understand, why do these little fresh meats want to Drilling into showbiz?"

As soon as this remark came out, it aroused the resonance of many directors present, and they took out the cross-border artists who had acted under their hands and counted them down one by one.

Jiang Yan stood up, held a pot of white wine in front of him, and said to him, "My child likes this, and I have studied it a lot in private. If you are causing trouble to Director Wang, I will do it first. You can do whatever you want."

After drinking a pot of white wine in one gulp, Jiang Yan didn't even frown. Applause broke out after drinking. Director Wang suddenly felt that he had a lot of face, and said earnestly,

"It will start up in April. You asked that kid to come over and show me a little while ago. I'll choose a better role for him. After all, he's just started acting, so he needs to get in touch first."

Jiang Yan knew it was over as soon as he heard it, no matter how many scenes he played, he had taken his first step in the entertainment industry.

There are always some people who have special hobbies, for example, they like to find some people to accompany them when discussing business.

In the second half of the dinner, there were men and women who came in through the door, and what they had in common was that they were all very sexy in their clothes.

Someone picked a girl, someone picked a guy, and someone wanted both, playing a game of whispering.

Jiang Yan can accept the dross wine table culture, but he has not accepted this kind of business negotiation.

In the original world, he was considered a respectable person, and most people would not dare to be so presumptuous, but in this world, he is a role that needs to be asked of others, so he can only let them do it.

Jiang Yan didn't move, but a woman entangled Jiang Yan. They knew this handsome man, and now his headlines are still hanging on the Internet.

In order not to be abrupt, Jiang Yan endured the woman's random licking of her oil.

After a meal, some people cried and some laughed, but the commonality was that everyone drank too much. Jiang Yan supported the nausea in his stomach and sent the directors to the car one by one.

Then those agents rushed to the bathroom, held the toilet and vomited. They were originally competitors, and they felt a little bit of sympathy at this moment.

"Come on, my assistant is here to pick me up in a car, and I'll take it for you along the way." The manager drank desperately at the wine table, but it was obvious that his drinking capacity was higher than that of Jiang Yan.

He vomited, but he remained awake and could stand up. On the other hand, Jiang Yan's legs were weak, and he felt that the world was spinning, and his stomach was still full of nausea.

Just as I was about to take this ride, the cell phone in my trouser pocket rang.

He picked it up without even reading it. To be precise, Jiang Yan couldn't read the words clearly even if he read it, "Hello?"

Shang Tong felt that something was wrong with Jiang Yan just based on one word from Jiang Yan, and tentatively called out, "Brother Jiang..."

The kind agent said, "Your assistant?"

Jiang Yan nodded indiscriminately, but he didn't hear clearly what he was asking.

The agent took Jiang Yan's mobile phone, reported the address, and said, "He's drunk, come and pick him up."

Shang Tong, who had already gone to bed and was about to sleep, immediately writhed, took the clothes and put them on indiscriminately, and headed towards the address at the fastest speed.

When Shang Tong arrived, Jiang Yan was sitting in the lobby of the clubhouse. He was hugging the sofa pillows, leaned to the side, fell asleep, and put his mobile phone and wallet carelessly on the table.

"Brother Jiang?" Shang Tong trotted over, and when he got closer to Jiang Yan, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and frowned uncontrollably.

Jiang Yan opened his eyes slowly, looked at the face of the person in front of him and thought hard, and finally matched the name, "Shang Tong, why are you here?"

"Don't sleep at night, come out to fool around?" Jiang Yan gave Shang Tong an arm, it was light and limp, and he had no strength at all.

"How much did you drink?" Ever since Shang Tong knew that Jiang Yan was going to socialize, he began to mutter in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have called him. Unexpectedly, he guessed right, Jiang Yan was drunk like a drunk. mud.

Shang Tong helped him to the co-pilot, and Jiang Yan basically relied on Shang Tong to carry him, and the two walked crookedly.

"Brother Jiang, go back to my house?" Shang Tong looked at the person sitting in the co-pilot who was about to fall asleep again, and asked by pushing his shoulder.

Jiang Yan hummed before opening his eyes.

After Shang Tong saw the smile on the corner of his mouth in the rearview mirror of the car, he immediately controlled his expression and suppressed it, but it didn't take long for it to curl up again.

The elevator door opened, and inside was Miao Fu who came down to throw garbage. Miao Fu looked at Jiang Yan in shock, one standing in the elevator and the other outside the elevator could smell the smell of alcohol floating over.

"What's the matter?" Miao Fu saw that Shang Tong was being pressed down by the tall Jiang Yan, and it was difficult for him to move, so he subconsciously wanted to reach out to help him.

But Shang Tong slapped his hands away. Shang Tong's face was extremely cold, and he put his arms around Jiang Yan's waist, "I can do it myself, you should go and throw out the trash."

Shang Tong helped Jiang Yan into the elevator, ignoring Miao Fu who wanted to help.

He put Jiang Yan on the bed, stood by the bed and thought for a while, and his ears turned red.

"Brother Jiang, it's not easy to sleep in a suit. I'll take it off for you." Shang Tong politely told Jiang Yan, who was drunk and unconscious, and untied Jiang Yan's clothes with trembling fingertips.

But when he saw a bright red lipstick mark on Jiang Yan's white shirt, he paused with his fingertips.

Rubbing his face carelessly, he glanced at Jiang Yan who was asleep, his eyes darkened, his movements were no longer gentle, and he even tore off his coat and top roughly.

Just as he was hanging up his clothes, a light pink business card sprayed with fruity perfume floated out of Jiang Yan's pocket. A woman kissed a red mouth mark on it, which was extremely ambiguous.

Shang Tong stared at it for a while, then tore it up without hesitation, and flushed it down the toilet.