I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

You don't need Pei Wanchu's expression to take pictures, just put on a wooden face and act as the overlord, stand, sit, stretch your legs, bend your legs, and only hear the photographer's camera click when you start.

The photographer took dozens of photos in one go, and asked Wen Yi to stand over.

Wen Yi pointed to himself: "I want to take pictures too?"

This team of photographers provides services for business elites. Although the price is high, they understand the purpose of taking pictures of customers.

"Generally, the new management of the company recommends taking a group photo, but... Boss Pei is relatively young, so you take one."

The photographer had already known about Zhen Huan's current situation before he came.Generally speaking, new coaches will bring their own core team, but Pei Wanchu definitely does not. If there is nothing to say in this regard, it will only make the outside world speculate that Pei Wanchu, who is a loner, cannot sit for a long time.

It is true that Pei Wanchu has no business experience, but he has irreplaceable blood...

Wen Yi stood beside Pei Wanchu with stiff hands and feet, and the photographer moved his right hand.

"Mr. Wen, stand closer, be more intimate..."

close?

Wen Yi didn't know how to be intimate, so the photographer directed him to stand behind Pei Wanchu.

Pei Wanchu was sitting on the high stool, the height difference between the two of them didn't seem abrupt.

"Boss Pei turned his body a little bit, bent one leg and put it on the footrest, relaxed a little... yes."

"Mr. Wen, take off your coat and put it on your hand, yes, keep it..."

In the constant flickering of the shutter, the two spent the afternoon.

Pei Wanchu came down from the photography stage, and Wen Yi handed him a manuscript, which was an interview manuscript revised by him, and Pei Wanchu had to finalize it.

Pei Wanchu raised her hand to block the papers that were stretched out: "You can decide. I won't read it, I'm so tired..."

Back in the office, Pei Wanchu checked that there was nothing important and decided to leave work.

Zhenhuan's most important project right now is the one he won in cooperation with Wen's. It has been in operation for a long time before, and Wen Yi has done it himself, so it is currently running well.

The mess left by Pei Zhendong can be cut quickly, and all of them will be resolved before the Spring Festival, and the rest can only be adjusted little by little with time.

Pei Wanchu sent a message to Wenyi: "I'm a little tired, I'm going back first."

On the night he came back from St. Mingerken, after Wen Yi checked into his house confidently, he never left again, and even copied a room card for himself the next day.

But apart from the bodyguards, no one knows that they live together now, so they will come to the company together, but they will not be together when they leave.

It takes only 10 minutes to walk out of the office and walk into the house.

Pei Wanchu closed the door, and before he reached the bedroom, the door clicked.

The door opened very quickly, and there was a gust of wind, and Wen Yi walked in anxiously.

He heard the sound of closing the door, stood still and turned around: "Why did you come back so soon?"

He clearly remembered that when the filming was over, Wen Yi said that he wanted to chat with the two department heads.

"I heard you're not feeling well, I'll come back and have a look."

"No, I'm just a little tired." Pei Wanchu lowered her head and unbuttoned her suit, but she couldn't do it no matter what.

For the first time, the buttonholes of the upper body suit were tight and narrow, and the fingers were sore and limp after playing for a long time, but the second one has not been opened...

Wen Yi pushed his fingers away, pinched the button, and with a few taps, the button left the buttonhole obediently.

His fingers pinched the collar of the white shirt, Pei Wanchu's heart skipped a beat, she grabbed his wrist, and raised her head: "I'll do it myself."

The fair neck stretched from the neckline, straightened, and the abrupt Adam's apple rolled twice.

Wen Yi lowered her head and took a bite, Pei Wanchu's breathing became stagnant.

"do not……"

Wen Yi didn't speak, he lightly opened the tie with his fingers, and threw it aside. In the warm room, the lights were not turned on, and there was no sunset at dusk, and only dust was thrown into the room...

The gray sky, gray clouds, and gray light illuminate the charming room in the house...

Pei Wanchu panted heavily, and the moisture filled her eye sockets.

The intimacy that has never been experienced in months of separation, even in St. Mingerken, the two fell asleep together, and the smell did not exceed half a point, at most it was just a kiss...

Suddenly, he was a little overwhelmed, physically and mentally, body and soul a little overwhelmed.

He rejected it twice without success. Facing Wen Yi's body that has been exercising all year round, he, who has not been discharged from the hospital for half a year, naturally cannot resist.

Wen Yi is much gentler than the last time in Yu Hot Spring, and proceeded slowly...

Sometimes being slow is even more annoying, Pei Wanchu was a little annoyed: "Who did you learn all these tricks from..."

"Can you still talk? It seems that you can bear it..."

After this sentence, the two of them tossed for more than an hour but failed to say a sentence of more than ten words.

After it was over, Pei Wanchu lay on the leather sofa and raised his hand: "I'm even more tired..."

It was still the same as last time, Wen Yi hugged him to wash and tidy him up, then carried him into the bed and tucked in the corners of the quilt.

As soon as he got up, Pei Wanchu reached out and grabbed him without saying a word.

Wen Yi lifted the quilt and lay down and hugged him in his arms: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Pei Wanchu shook her head and huddled in Wen Yi's arms, closing her eyes with peace of mind...

The photography team was very efficient, and some photos were repaired and sent over the next day, allowing Pei Wanchu to select them for their publicity immediately.

Pei Wanchu glanced at it and threw it to Wenyi: "It's up to you to decide."

In Baili, it is Bai Hao who communicates these details, and he doesn't understand at all...

In the afternoon, the electronic version of the magazine interview came out, and the printed booklet will be sold in half a month.

The electronic version is a preview, which can be regarded as a warm-up before the sale, with a summary of some important contents on the cover.

The cover of this issue is Pei Wanchu's personal cover, but his interview page uses a two-person photo of him and Wenyi. The contrast between black and white is obvious, one big and one small, two photos, it seems that there is no difference.

In one photo, Wen Yi was wearing a suit, and in the other photo, Wen Yi's suit was draped over his wrist, revealing a pair of chic cuff buttons.

"Zhen Huan's New Helm and His Loyal Men"

The summary is not long, just a few words: Wenyi, an upstart in the financial venture capital circle, gave up his career that he had worked hard for many years, and devoted himself to assisting Pei Wanchu to secure his position as the head of Zhenhuan. In the future, they will surely create new sparks and lead Zhenhuan moves towards a better future.

However, an electronic version of a magazine was published in every issue in the past, just as a formality, but this time it has aroused a very high degree of attention.

Less than two hours after the preview was released, many netizens posted on the official blog of the magazine, asking when it will be released, whether this issue is an interview with Director Pei, and whether it is possible to send a personal autograph.

This is a relatively professional financial industry magazine, which is completely different from those star chasing magazines in the entertainment industry. When I first saw the autograph, I couldn't understand it for a while.

Fortunately, the Weibo operator was relatively young, so he realized that he wanted to sign it, but those who wanted Pei Wanchu or Wenyi didn't say, he guessed it should be Pei Wanchu.

So he quickly reported the news to the leader. After the colleagues in the public relations department communicated with Pei Wanchu, Pei Wanchu agreed, but he couldn't sign so many copies, so he ordered 120 copies, and it was not for sale. He and Wenyi also had the official blog of the magazine. , each draws forty copies.

The magazines were printed and sent to Pei Wanchu's office with steam. When he opened the door in the morning, he saw several stacks on the table and pinched the bridge of his nose. Isn't it a bit too much?

□□ Coated paper, the ink is not easy to dry, he signed a copy, Wen Yi spread it out to dry at the side, the speed can only be very slow.

He signed his name under the double photo on his interview page. The photo took up half of the page, and the three signatures were still blank next to it.

He pointed to the blank space: "How about you sign it too?"

Pei Wanchu's original intention was that since it was a two-person photo, and Wen Yi was mentioned in a large part of the interview, it would be better for Wen Yi to sign one.

"Isn't it suitable for me to sign?" Wen Yi pretended to push it back, and Pei Wanchu's idea of ​​asking him to sign was quite different from what Pei Wanchu thought.

"Have you read the content of the interview? Have you read it? There is nothing inappropriate." Pei Wanchu pushed the magazine towards Wen Yi's eyes.

Most of the content of the interview was anecdotal. After all, everyone knows Pei Wanchu's name. He is a well-known director in the entertainment industry and has no experience in management and business...

Apart from being the sole successor of Zheng Miaohong of Pei Jiagen, he has no other advantages at the helm.

In order to promote his positive and positive image, I can only take Wenyi's outstanding military achievements for a walk. In the end, he also emphasized that such an outstanding person gave up his independent career and was willing to assist Pei Wanchu. Being the man behind Pei Wanchu is not just loyal. Words can cover.

The meaning of the magazine, in fact, is to say that the meaning of the news is emphasizing love and righteousness, there is righteousness, and there is a pattern...

But people in magazines who don't pay attention to the entertainment industry don't know about the relationship between these two people, how can these online fans not know?

A few days before the magazine's official launch, just after the printing came out, someone secretly photographed the inside pages of the finished print through their connections, and put them on the Internet CP fan to download the color printing overnight...

Pei Wanchu didn't know these things, Wen Yi stared at Pei Wanchu's Chaohua Square every day, secretly followed a few fans who kowtowed on the CP on the trumpet, and knew immediately when there was any movement.

For this reason, he specially bought a mobile phone of the same model and installed Weibo, which is locked in a drawer in the office every day. When no one is around, he takes it out to look through it, and goes to Chaochao to sign in and forward it.

The current level is much higher than that of Chaohua in Luzhi...

His assistant who has been with him for many years didn't find out, and Pei Wanchu naturally didn't find out...

That looks very much like a scumbag who is behind the back of the main palace and makes a flirt alone...

"Are you going to sign?" Pei Wanchu was a little impatient, she stretched out her hand for a long time, Wen Yi stared at it without speaking, clearly explaining what she meant.

It's not like forcing him to sign...

"Sign." Wen Yi took a water brush to sign his name.

After signing more than [-] copies, the secretary dialed the inside line and said that Tian Min asked to see him.

"Tian Min?" Pei Wanchu almost forgot about this person, and reflexively asked if he didn't pay living expenses?

"It's all on, and the New Year's fee is also given during the Spring Festival. The amount is given according to previous years."

"Okay, let him come up."

When Pei Wanchu answered the call, she pressed the speakerphone, and Wen Yi could hear the conversation with the secretary clearly, and when she hung up the phone, Wen Yi smiled.

"Mr. Pei, you look like you were chased by a little lover to ask for child support."

Pei Wanchu glared at him: "Oh, I didn't get engaged to anyone on the stage..."

"Stop, stop..." Wen Yi took the initiative to lose, this was a stain in his life that he couldn't get over.