The rich boss is my ex-boyfriend [entertainment circle]

"Qiao Yu, come to work so soon?"

"Listen to your cough... I'm afraid it's tonsil inflammation?"

People in the same department knew that Qiao Yu had asked for a day off because of illness, so they asked him a few questions with concern when they saw him today.

"Well, so don't ask me to talk too much today. I'm going to cosplay and be mute for a day." Qiao Yu didn't need to lower his voice, the words he said were all hoarse.

Strangely sound.

In fact, according to his situation yesterday, he might still be speechless today.

It is estimated that the credit should be counted on the big bottle of Sydney juice.

Qiao Yu turned on the computer and sorted out the progress made by yesterday's absence—it was actually nothing. He followed Kang Kai and the others to meet Director Yan the day before yesterday. It was actually an assistant, and the key point was Kang Kai's record and improvement.

He hesitated for a moment, considering whether to ask Kang Kai's progress again, but then he thought, support is support, it's better not to interfere indiscriminately.

So Qiao Yu knocked on Sun Yuepeng and asked himself what work he could still do this week.

People who have just joined the job will always feel like they are doing nothing, for fear of being eliminated.

Although Qiao Yu knew that he would not be eliminated, but after all, he had changed his major halfway through, so he was still a little panicked.

Sun Yuepeng was picky and picky, and he was also a little worried.

Sun Yuepeng: Your two novel plans to change the IP... um...there is no news about the investors.

Sun Yuepeng: It will probably take some time for their internal evaluation.

Sun Yuepeng: Now let you continue to write the outline and content, worrying that you will do useless work...

Qiao Yu: Hmm... so there are new novels to be changed to movies or anime?

Sun Yuepeng: ...Not yet.We do have a lot of novels in reserve, but we are not in a hurry right now.

Qiao Yu: Then... let me think about original themes?Yesterday I saw Gao Yuan soliciting for a variety show plan...

Sun Yuepeng: That's fine.In this way, I will ask her to talk to you about the specific situation.

Qiao Yu: Good.

Not long after, Gao Yuan came to Qiao Yu and said, "Let's find a studio to talk about..." She just denied it, "Ah, no, you are dumb now."

Qiao Yu: "..."

Smile, smile.

Gao Yuan also smiled: "Let's talk about it on WeChat."

Gao Yuan: This time it is a big cooperation with MG Film and Television, which was discussed by the group headquarters.As we all know, their variety show is a well-known leader in the industry.Recently, I am soliciting new variety shows. If you have good ideas and creative ideas, please contact me.

Qiao Yu: Is there any subject matter restriction?

Gao Yuan: At present, there are no restrictions on subject matter.They are very open about this, as long as they have good ideas, they can get support.This is just a cooperation with MG. In addition to the cooperation fee there, the company will also provide rewards. If the project cooperation is achieved, they can get no less than [-]% of the profit.

Qiao Yu actually didn't have much idea about this, but he was very clear about his current situation.

He is still in the learning stage, and if there is a market for him to exercise, it is already very good. Besides... this company is also considered a large company, and it is also very formal in all aspects, so it will not be trapped in bonuses and cooperation commissions People, so, Qiao Yu didn't specifically ask about profit, but focused on asking some other questions.

such as--

Qiao Yu: Is there any variety show project that we have cooperated with before?If it is convenient, is there any example for my reference to study?

Gao Yuan: Yes, wait a minute, I'll look for it, and I'll pack it up and send it to your work mailbox later.

Qiao Yu: Alright, thank you thank you!

Qiao Yu: [Emoji Pack] - A carnival little rabbit.

While waiting for Gao Yuan to send him information, Qiao Yu was free for a short while.

The images of getting along with Mu Zeyang these two days ran out of my mind again.

In fact, it wasn't two days. On the first day, he fell into a coma and didn't wake up until noon yesterday.I slept for a long time again in the afternoon.As for the evening...

Hmm... He stared at Mu Zeyang for a long time...

In the morning, the two of us still... ahem...

Qiao Yu coughed in a muffled voice, picked up the water glass and poured half a glass of water, trying to suppress the unsuitable children in her mind.

After changing his clothes this morning, he almost fled in despair.

Mu Zeyang is probably not much better...

Before Qiao Yu left, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Mu Zeyang's shirt - none of the buttons were buttoned correctly, and he skipped one button.

A reminder that he had received an email popped up in the lower right corner of the screen. Qiao Yu came back to his senses, opened the mailbox, and carefully checked the information that Gao Yuan had packed for him.

The planning and collection of variety shows is different from that of film and television dramas, and the direction of consideration is also different. It is also necessary to learn more about various agencies in the entertainment industry, suitable actors, etc.

In addition to singing and dancing variety shows, crime-solving and sports can also be developed, and new fields can also be developed. In short, there are infinite possibilities and unimaginable resistance, which is a big challenge.

Qiao Yu has been studying this all day long.

Although there is no output, it is not bad to have knowledge points.

Before leaving get off work, Qiao Yu suddenly received a message from Mu Zeyang——

"Remember to take the spare key."

Qiao Yu was taken aback when he saw it. He first got his spare key from the locker, put it in his pocket, and then replied to Mu Zeyang, "Well, it's already put away."

Probably because he didn't expect him to reply, he hesitated for a while, and it was always in the state of "typing...".

Qiao Yu stared at those four words for a long time, but she didn't know that the other party was always in the state of "the other party is typing"...

It's time to get off work.

Mu Zeyang's message finally came: "Is your throat better? I forgot to ask you to bring two more bottles of pear juice made by Sister Zhang this morning."

Qiao Yu looked at these two sentences and didn't know how to reply for a while.

Fortunately, Mu Zeyang sent it again: "I have something to go to the company tomorrow, so I'll bring it to you. I asked Sister Zhang to put it in the refrigerator in the morning."

Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "...Thank you."

It's better not to let him go to his house again...

He hasn't figured out how to deal with the current relationship between the two of them.

Working hard and working hard to make money are his biggest goals in the past two years.

Mu Zeyang quickly sent him another message: "Are you off work? Go home early and have a good rest."

Qiao Yu: "...Well. I'm withdrawing!"

He also specially sent an emoji package, pretending to be relaxed.

Mu Zeyang also replied with an emoji, and the chat history stopped there.

When Qiao Yu left, the sister at the front desk hadn't left yet, so he asked her for a mask to wear - the subway was crowded, and as a person with a cold, this was the minimum etiquette.

Lin Jingjing looked at his familiar white suit with playful eyes: "Qiao Yu, to be honest, do you have a girlfriend?"

Qiao Yu: "???"

Why do you ask this question?

Lin Jingjing: "You wore this suit the day before yesterday. You didn't come in because of illness yesterday, and you're wearing the same suit today...emmm..." She rested her chin and muttered, "Usually, this is because you spent the night outside. , I don’t have to change clothes so I wear the same set.”

Qiao Yu: "..."

Come on, the little girl is really sharp-eyed now.

——To some extent, he did spend the night outside, but the other party was not his girlfriend.

Seeing his surprised expression, Lin Jingjing felt that she had guessed right.

She sighed with some regret: "Oh, handsome guys have their own masters these days."

Qiao Yu: "You can consider becoming Sherlock Holmes." Without explaining too much, he waved to Lin Jingjing, "I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After Qiao Yu got home, she looked at the empty room, breathed a sigh of relief, and then went into the room to change her shoes and clothes.

——This is his normal life.

Fearing that he would forget the key again, Qiao Yu made a post-it note and pasted it on the door and the shoe cabinet next to the door, and then went to the kitchen to cook something for himself.

Anyway, his throat was uncomfortable and he couldn't eat anything else, so he still chose to cook porridge.

After the timer was set, Qiao Yu sat at the computer desk and opened the website platform he was serializing.

He was about to run out of manuscripts, so he had to write more.

While waiting for the porridge to be cooked, Qiao Yu wrote [-] words while listening to music.

Probably it was really because he had just met Mu Zeyang, and his mood was hard to calm down. His inspiration burst out, and his memories flooded in, so he wrote very smoothly.

Occasionally chat with people on social software.

Lin Ye was very quiet these days and didn't harass him. Qiao Yu took the initiative to harass him after finishing a chapter and after dinner.

Qiao Yu: What did you do?Won't go into the sea, will it?

Lin Ye: No, hahaha, there's a surfing competition here, and I'm going to join in the fun.

Qiao Yu: Okay, is there a video?Which platform is it playing on?How many places do you take?

Lin Ye: No.1.I was about to tell you.By the way, what are you busy with these days, ignore me.

Qiao Yu: It's nothing, I caught a cold, and I was addicted to it for two days.

Lin Ye knew that he would usually go to worship his mother after the Ching Ming Festival, but the weather was bad two days ago, probably because of the rain...

He didn't say much, he just asked: Take care, I'll go to Beijing to see you when I'm free.

Qiao Yu: Well, it's almost done.

The two chatted casually for a while, and went to work separately.

Qiao Yu glanced at the time, it was 10:30 in the evening.

Originally, the plan was to write another chapter, but considering his illness and lack of energy, he decided to go to bed early tonight, take a good rest, and try to save the manuscript tomorrow.

When she fell on the bed and embraced her quilt, Qiao Yu couldn't help but think of the quilt with Mu Zeyang's aura.

Hey... I said I didn't want to, why did I remember it again.

He turned over with the quilt in his arms, his eyes fell on an hourglass placed on the bedside table, and he suddenly thought of a word.

——Time is like water, the most ruthless.

Time is also like sand, you want to catch it, but it flows away more quickly.

In the dream, Qiao Yu inevitably dreamed about things from his youth.

He couldn't remember the exact time, sometimes it was the scene of him and Mu Zeyang listening to lectures together, sometimes it was the scene of him arguing with Qiao Ran at Qiao's house, and there were some scenes he didn't want to remember... quarrels , Fractured picture.

Under Mu Zeyang's icy gaze, Qiao Yu woke up suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat again.

He touched his forehead, not sure if he was burning again.

Why is it that when people are young, they are always confident and unscrupulous?

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