What bad thoughts can a double have?

After greeting Wang Jingxu, Song Chengyuan was going back to his office to write a review.

At the door of the office, I ran into Wei Cheng who was about to go to tea for some coffee. As soon as we met Wei Cheng, he couldn't help gossiping with him: "I can't see it, I didn't expect you to get along with President Qin in such a state in private."

Song Chengyuan was puzzled: "What state?"

Wei Cheng looked at him in surprise: "Don't you remember what happened when Mr. Qin came to pick you up last night?"

Song Chengyuan nodded: "I drank too much, I don't have much impression."

Wei Cheng laughed and said: "Mr. Qin wanted to take you away last night, but you acted like a baby with him, and you were willing to leave only if he had to carry it. President Qin really dotes on you. If you want to carry him, he will carry you."

Song Chengyuan's eyes widened and he asked incredulously, "Is this really what I did?"

"Of course, Wang Jingxu and I saw it with our own eyes yesterday." Wei Cheng couldn't help feeling, "You young people still know how to play."

Song Chengyuan's face was full of black lines: "Brother Wei, you are only 28 this year, so what you said sounds like you are 48 years old."

Wei Cheng said sadly: "Single for 28 years, how can you be like you, only 19 years old can have such a beautiful love, envy."

Love shit, he has a gross love affair with Qin Shaohui.

Song Chengyuan comforted him: "Brother Wei, you are handsome and kind-hearted, and you will definitely meet someone you love in the future."

Wei Cheng pointedly said: "Love is a rare thing, so I will not ask for it for the time being. My focus is on work now. Unfortunately, the only artist has a lazy work attitude, which makes me feel very frustrated."

Song Chengyuan: "..." You can just call me by name.

Wei Cheng continued to sell miserably: "Now that Wang Jingxu has brought such a powerful manager, it seems that my position will soon be replaced."

Song Chengyuan: "Don't worry, wait for me to sign Zhou Ming, and then you will take him with you."

Wei Cheng said sadly: "Whether Zhou Ming agrees to sign the contract has to be discussed separately. Before that, can you get some work first? A newcomer who is just popular but has no fluctuations, it seems that my agent seems very useless .”

Wei Cheng's words have reached this point, and Song Chengyuan felt that it would be a bit too much if he didn't answer any more. Indeed, as an artist, he also needs to be properly exposed, otherwise, in this fast-changing entertainment industry, he might Soon to be forgotten by the masses.

Now one of the two cash cows has not germinated, and the other has not yet planted the seeds. The company is all counting on him to make money alone.

Song Chengyuan: "Okay, I'll take it if I see a suitable script recently."

Wei Cheng seemed to have been prepared for a long time: "It just so happens that I just picked a few good scripts these days, and they are already on your desk. You can read them when you have time."

Song Chengyuan felt that he had been fooled: "You lied to me!"

Wei Cheng calmly said: "You must mean what you say, I hope you can decide on your next job within a week."

To deal with a brat like Song Chengyuan, he really can only use this shameless method.

Back in the office, Song Chengyuan saw two stacks of documents on his desk. It seemed that Wei Cheng really worried about him a lot.

Song Chengyuan put the materials prepared by Wei Cheng aside. Since he was going to take over the job, he might as well go to Zhao Hongwen's crew to get some soy sauce. Anyway, Zhao Hongwen told him before that he could contact him at any time if he wanted to make a movie, and wait for Zhou Ming to sign the contract. After coming over, the two of them can go to the audition together.

Taking out a notebook, Song Chengyuan began to write his self-criticism.

It took Song Chengyuan two hours to finish the [-]-word review.

Take a photo and send it to Qin Shaohui on WeChat.

Qin Shaohui, who was in a meeting, received Song Chengyuan's WeChat and clicked on Song Chengyuan's self-criticism. As soon as he read it, Qin Shaohui was attracted by Song Chengyuan's thin and sharp words.

Regardless of how well Song Chengyuan's review was written, with his pleasing handwriting, Qin Shaohui has already passed the test.

After reading Song Chengyuan's self-criticism, Qin Shaohui replied to him: [Reflection is not deep enough, pay attention next time, besides, the handwriting is not bad. 】

Song Chengyuan was a little surprised when he received the reply. He didn't expect that President Qin, who manages so many things every day, would have time to approve his review letter.

After a while, Song Chengyuan replied cheekily: [Thank you Mr. Qin for your praise/cuteness]

When he came home from get off work in the evening, the nanny told him that someone delivered a box of things to him today.

Could it be that someone sent him a gift?

Song Chengyuan opened the box curiously, only to find that it was a whole box of candies.

Picking up a piece of candy and peeling it into his mouth, Song Chengyuan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, this candy is delicious.

By the way, he remembered that before Qin Shaohui disliked the candy he bought was unpalatable, and said that he wanted to get him some delicious candy. At first, he thought Qin Shaohui just said it casually, but he didn't expect someone to actually bring it to him. .

Song Chengyuan ate five or six candies in one go, and then thanked Qin Shaohui on WeChat.

Song Chengyuan: [I received the candy, it's delicious, by the way, are you coming back tonight? 】

Qin Shaohui complained to him before that he didn't care about him, but later he also reflected on it. It's really not what a qualified little lover should do to be indifferent to the benefactor, so he should show his concern for Qin Shaohui properly.

Qin Shaohui: [There is a social gathering in the evening, and it will probably end very late, so I won't go back in the evening. 】

Qin Shaohui originally thought that when he said this, Song Chengyuan would at least tell him to pay attention to his body and drink less alcohol, but Song Chengyuan only replied to him with two words: [OK].

He is young and doesn't know how to care for people.

Qin Shaohui comforted himself silently.

A few days later, Song Chengyuan received the commission for the advertisement, a large sum of money.

Although the amount of money is quite a lot, Song Chengyuan can't touch it for the time being. If Zhou Ming can really sign a contract with him, he intends to use this money to pay Zhou Ming's liquidated damages.

But it was Qin Shaohui's blessing that he could earn so much money, so he planned to buy a gift for Qin Shaohui as a thank you gift.

But what should I buy for Qin Shaohui?

Qin Shaohui is so rich that he basically has everything materially. It is really not easy to buy a gift that can catch his eyes.

Song Chengyuan thought for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable gift, so he was going to search the Internet to find out what gifts people usually give to their partners.

I just typed "a gift suitable for someone" into the computer, and before I had time to search, there was a knock on the office door.

Wei Cheng walked in.

"There is a document here that is more urgent, you sign it first." Wei Cheng opened the document and placed it in front of him.

Song Chengyuan briefly read the document and signed his name with a pen.

When Wei Cheng took the file, he accidentally saw Song Chengyuan's computer interface.

"This question is very simple." Wei Cheng pointed to his computer interface, "President Qin should be very happy if you wear less clothes and send them to your door automatically."

Song Chengyuan: "...you, your thoughts are too filthy!" Wei Cheng, a person who has never even been in love, came up with crooked ideas as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Hehe." Wei Cheng sneered, "It sounds like you are so innocent."