President, he can't control the Shura field.

The park is very close to the TV station, Jian Fanchen arrived in the car before he had time to think about it.

His mind was a little blank, so that when he saw his colleagues and staff, he was still in a trance.

Standing at the door of the lounge, Jiang Tang hesitated for a moment when he saw them coming, and then ran towards him.

"Boss Jane, why is it taking so long?"

His eyes flicked to Jian Zhuo, and finally stopped on Jian Fanchen's face.

Jian Fanchen looked a little unnatural, maybe it was because he was wearing a mask?he thinks.

"Well," Jian Fanchen pursed his lips, but no one saw him, "It's too congested. Are you all ready? What do we need to do?"

Just as he was talking, Jian Zhuo also came up and handed him the mobile phone he had left on the car.

He is still so forgetful.In other words, he was a little distracted in the car just now, and his thoughts were still in the park.

Jiang Tang took a look at the movements of his hands and put on the mask, "Boss Jian, you don't need to do anything. Secretary An has already handed over the interview to other colleagues. I should take a group shot in a while."

Knowing that Jian Fanchen didn't want to appear on camera, Xiaoan made arrangements for these things.

Xiao An, who was wearing the same black T-shirt as them, hurried towards them, and was obviously relieved when he saw Jian Fanchen, and pulled off his mask: "Boss, you are here."

"What's wrong?" Jian Fanchen knew that there must be some trouble for Xiao An to say this.

Jian Zhuo and Jiang Tang also heard something was wrong, and they all looked at him.

Xiao An looked around and said, "Boss, can I take a step to talk?"

Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? Even our assistant can't listen?"

Xiao An glanced at him with a puzzled look on his face.

Jianzhuo glanced across the tea room next to him, and said, "Mr. Jian, Secretary An, you go in there and talk. I'll be guarding outside."

Jian Fanchen nodded, turned his head and took a look at Zhuo Zhuo before walking towards the tea room.

He found that Jian Zhuo was still very clear about public and private, and now he looked very professional, and he was completely different from the big boy who was seriously confessing his love in the park.

There was no door to the tea room, and Xiaoan closed the curtain.Although he may still be heard, he can't control that much anymore, and the assistant is not an outsider.

"Boss, I just went to Cheng Lian's lounge, and I seem to have gotten into trouble."

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Jian Fanchen's heart: "What did you do?"

This was the first time he heard the word "cause trouble" out of Xiao'an's mouth.

"I came early, so I stopped by to see Cheng Lian. After all, it's hard to see him after he becomes famous." Xiao An explained, "I took the briefcase in, but... accidentally let him see it." Drafted termination contract..."

Jian Fanchen frowned and asked, "How careless are you?"

"Boss, it's really all my fault... I promised my colleagues in the marketing department to help them get their signatures. When I opened the bag and took the notebook, the contract was seen."

Recalling the look in Cheng Lian's eyes when he saw the contract just now, he shuddered again.

He had never seen such a terrifying expression.

Jian Fanchen lowered his eyes, and the mask covered most of his face, Xiaoan really couldn't see his attitude at the moment.

"What did he say?" Jian Fanchen asked.

"He smashed a glass, and then said he wanted to see you..." Xiao An didn't dare to look at the boss, as if death was at home, "Boss, if you don't want to see me, I'll go and refuse him right away."

Jian Fanchen imagined the scene at that time, and gasped in his heart.

He raised his eyes, sighed and said, "Today is a live broadcast."

According to Cheng Lian's personality, he may not know what to say in front of the camera.

Xiao An immediately said: "We are sponsors, we can ask the organizer to let him withdraw from the race."

With Jane's background, it is not a problem to block a newcomer who has just started.

Jian Fanchen rubbed his eyebrows.

The male lead is invincible against the sky, blocking the male lead is tantamount to digging his own grave.

"Boss, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I will admit to killing or cutting!" Xiao An was heartbroken, "Then what should we do now?"

He was also worried that Cheng Lian would say nonsense on the live broadcast. If it affected Jian's, then he would not be able to work in this industry.

Jian Fanchen thought for a while and said, "Give me a glass of water."

Xiao An was stunned for a moment, and immediately went to pour a glass of sparkling water.

Jian Fanchen took the glass, raised his head and drank it down.

He put down the glass with a snap, got up and walked towards the door.

Xiao An trembled all over: "Boss, where are you going?"

Jian Fanchen suddenly realized, where are you going?

Then he turned around and asked, "Which floor is it on?"

"What?" Xiao An was a little dizzy.

"Cheng Lian lounge."

He knew that the matter had come to this point, there was no escape, and he had to solve the matter.

Xiao An's eyes widened in disbelief: "Boss, are you really going?"

He didn't expect Jian Fanchen to agree, after all, Cheng Lian looked a little dangerous just now.

"Boss, I'll go with you." If there is anything, he can still block it.

Xiao'an opened the curtain, Jian Zhuo and Jiang Tang were waiting outside with serious faces.

The curtains are not soundproof, they all heard it.

"Mr. Jian, Secretary An," Jiang Tang said with displeasure on his face, "The director came over and said that the arrangement had changed temporarily, and that the interviews with ordinary colleagues were not enough hot spots."

Xiao An has not recovered from the regret: "Then who do they want to adopt?"

Jiang Tang looked at Jian Fanchen, unwilling to speak.

He knew that Jian Fanchen didn't like being interviewed, but if he was meeting Cheng Lian, he would rather Jian Fanchen be interviewed.Who knows what Cheng Lian will do?

"Me?" Jian Fanchen suddenly had a headache.

Xiaoan suddenly realized, and was aggrieved: "No, the boss does not accept interviews. It was agreed before. I will go find them."

"Mr. Jian," Jian Zhuo's gaze has been on Jian Fanchen since the door of the tea room was opened, "Do you want to go up?"

Jian Fanchen met his gaze: "Well, I'll go see Cheng Lian."

Jianzhuo is very jealous, but not surprised.They have been together for the past few days, Jian Fanchen's attitude towards Cheng Lian, and Cheng Lian's reaction are all in his eyes.

He knew exactly what Cheng Lian wanted to do.

Jian Fanchen came to the scene today, and Cheng Lian would not give up if he didn't see him.

He also knew that Jian Fanchen wanted to terminate the contract, and he would not stop Jian Fanchen's decision.

Jian Zhuo looked at Xiao An and said, "Secretary An, I'll take care of the interview. If you stay with Mr. Jian, you must be by his side."

Xiao An immediately grasped the life-saving straw.That's right, are you afraid that the interview with God J won't hit the spot?Just don't be too explosive.

Jian Fanchen frowned, "Are you on camera again? No."

Jian Zhuo always pays great attention to privacy, the last time he got out of the picture was to protect him from arrows, how could he always let others suffer for him.

"It's okay, I just practice talking in front of the camera." Jian Zhuo's eyes were full of smiles and firmness, which made people feel very relieved.

He approached Jian Fanchen's ear, and said softly through the mask: "Don't worry, brother, remember to turn on your phone."

Jiang Tang didn't hear what he said, but saw Jian Fanchen's eyes move slightly.

When he saw the two of them coming together today, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, but he didn't want to think about it at this time.

When Jian Fanchen wanted to say something more, the staff and Cheng Lian's new manager came over together.

The staff said: "Boss Jane, the director team would like to ask you to cooperate."

The agent said, "Mr. Jane, please help us."

They all need Jian Fanchen.

Finally, Jian Zhuo took off his mask and said to the staff, "Mr. Jane is inconvenient, I'll go."

The staff recognized J God, was too excited to speak, and immediately took out the walkie-talkie to call the director team.

Jian Fanchen looked at his back and couldn't bear it.

Jiang Tang looked at Jian Fanchen with a solemn face.

In the end, both he and Xiao An accompanied Jian Fanchen to the door of Cheng Lian's lounge.

The agent said, "Let's just wait outside, he is only willing to see Mr. Jian."

Jiang Tang disagreed: "Jane can't see him alone."

Xiao An nodded desperately.

The manager understood what they meant: "Don't worry, the lounge is also monitored."

Xiaoan suggested: "It's too much for us to go in together. It's okay to go in alone with the boss."

"No need, you guys wait for me outside, don't let anyone come in." Jian Fanchen knew that in the current situation, going in together was tantamount to invalid negotiation.

The trouble should end it.

The manager was grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Jian! You know, tonight is crucial, and all resources are prepared for him. Please let Cheng Lian take the stage! His future depends on you!"

Jian Fanchen asked, "How long is it until you take the stage?"

The agent said: "Less than three and ten minutes."

"I'll let him go on stage." Jian Fanchen glanced at his watch, knocked on the door, and pushed in.

The lounge is huge, Cheng Lian is now qualified to use the largest lounge.

The most luxurious decoration and the best equipment.

Cheng Lian sat with his back facing the door, holding the guitar.He turned his head when he heard the door open and close.

Jian Fanchen saw his bandaged hands, and his brows tightened slightly.

The glass is tied.

Cheng Lian turned around and met his gaze.

Jian Fanchen was a little surprised.He thought he would see a pair of piercing eyes covered with cold mist, but Cheng Lian in front of him was surprisingly peaceful.

Noble and soft.

It seems to be a different person.

This face is capable of fascinating thousands of young girls, Jian Fanchen evaluated it objectively.

"Boss Jane." He smiled at him again.

Before Jian Fanchen could speak, he changed his words again: "No, Mr. Jian. I should call you Mr. Jian, I am not your employee anymore."

Jian Fanchen remained calm: "I planned to tell you after the game, but I was worried that it would affect your game."

Cheng Lian looked at him and smiled again: "Why are you worried about affecting me?"

"This is your future." Jian Fanchen spoke the truth without any disturbance.

"Mr. Jian is worried about my future?" Cheng Lian put down the guitar.

Jian Fanchen glanced at the guitar.

It is Cheng Lian's favorite one, and the book says that he became a god with this guitar.

"I terminated the contract with you not because of anything else, but you should not be my assistants in the first place, you have your own career."

"But you gave me my career, Mr. Jian, don't you need anything in return?" Cheng Lian slowly fiddled with the bandage on his hand.

"Is there something wrong with your hand?" Jian Fanchen changed the subject.Seeing that the bandages were applied a little casually, Cheng Lian didn't like others touching him, so he probably did it himself.

"Mr. Jian really cares about me." Cheng Lian said absently, "I have to give something back."

Jian Fanchen didn't seriously think about this question. Due to the setting of the original text, he hoped that Cheng Lianhong would be popular, but he didn't think about anything else.

"If you really want to repay, you will bring us goods if you use our products more in the future."

He is very confident in his own products, but if he adds the blessing of a superstar like Cheng Lian, it will be a buff, so why not do it.

Cheng Lian looked at him indifferently: "That's it? Does Mr. Jian not want me to do something else?"

How could Jian Fanchen dare: "The other thing is that you compete well and create well."

"But I want Mr. Jian to help me with something else." He looked at Jian Fanchen, his voice a little dry.

Jian Fanchen gripped the phone in his pocket tightly.

Chapter 79 Jian Fanchen frowned slightly: "Is the feeling in your heart just a match in status?"

"Mr. Jian, has he ever learned first aid?" Cheng Lian tore off the bandage knot on his hand, "Can you loosen this for me?"

Jian Fanchen looked at the medicine box on the side and walked over.

Cheng Lian stretched out his slender arms and stretched them on the armrest of the sofa, watching him walk towards him.

Facing the wounded, he is still a very professional Red Cross volunteer.Expertly undoing the bandage, he examined the wound carefully.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep and the bleeding stopped.

But before the medicine was changed, the wounded took his hand away.

"Thank you, little injury, no need for medicine." Cheng Lian moved his five fingers, his expression indifferent, "But Mr. Jian, do you know that there is a kind of psychotherapy that can make people forget something precisely?"

Jian Fanchen looked at him, undecided.

He was thinking, does Cheng Lian need psychotherapy?Is it still too late to seek psychological counseling?

Hearing no response, Cheng Lian raised his eyelids and lowered them again: "I wanted to forget a memory from a long time ago, so I saw a psychiatrist for a long time, and finally under the doctor's treatment, I forgot about that incident. That day At the gate of No. [-] Middle School, I actually only said half of what I said."

Jian Fanchen realized later.Oh, it's still about him.

Cheng Lian smiled but said: "I couldn't find Batman at that time, but I dreamed of him every day, and the dream was so real, it made me trance. Later, by accident, I finally met him, but it was not the same. Personal. They look exactly the same, but they are not the Batman anymore. Tell me, Mr. Jane, why is this happening?"

Embarrassed, Jian Fanchen contacted the cause and effect of Cheng Lian's words, and probably guessed that he was the culprit who caused Cheng Lian's psychological problems.

But he was awakened for those ten hours, how could he know what happened after that!

But what happened, it wasn't him who appeared again.

He had no choice but to say truthfully: "It's hard for me to explain this to you. I didn't know who I was for a long time."

Cheng Lian didn't look at him, but his expression obviously paused for a moment, as if he was savoring the authenticity of this sentence.

Then he continued to move his slender fingers, stretched them out, and clenched them again.

"So that's the case. Then Mr. Jian found me this time, did he recognize me?" The tone was still without any emotion, but it was different from usual. There was a certain expectation hidden in this sentence.

Jian Fanchen knew that if he just coaxed Cheng Lian for a while, he could trick people into the stage first by making a fool of himself.

But he really didn't want to lie, and once this kind of lie was told, it would be much more troublesome to lie later.

He said: "I really don't remember you guys at the time, and to some extent, I also experienced memory disturbance for many years."

Cheng Lian was silent for a while, and didn't dwell on this issue any more.

"Thank you, Mr. Jane." He picked up the guitar in his hand, "I wrote you a song, can you leave after listening to it?"

Jian Fanchen calculated the time in his heart, and it was enough.

Maybe as soon as Cheng Lian sings, he finds out that he really loves the stage and music, and he will immediately want to go on stage.

"Can you play the harp with your hands?" he asked.

Cheng Lian's expression became softer again: "It's okay."

Jian Fanchen felt apprehensive, and after listening to the last new ballad,

He can only say that Cheng Lian's creative level is as stable as ever and never disappoints.

He can hear the intention of the work, and his singing is like a whisper, which is very touching.It is indeed from the hands of the future singer.

"Are you going to sing this today?" he asked.

Cheng Lian looked up and met his gaze: "This is for you, I won't let others listen."

Jian Fanchen looked away and found that he had dug himself another hole.

"Don't be nervous Mr. Jian, I will be on stage, and I won't mention you in front of the camera again." Cheng Lian put down the guitar and looked at the glass in front of him.

That's good!

Jian Fanchen was finally relieved when he heard that Cheng Lian would be on stage normally.But seeing Cheng Lian pick up the glass, his heart sank again.

Fortunately, Cheng Lian just took a sip of water, and put the cup back on the coffee table smoothly, making a crisp crashing sound.He glanced over and knew what Jian Fanchen was worried about.

"Mr. Jane," he smiled grimly, "I don't know how to throw a cup. But..."

Jian Fanchen's mood was like a roller coaster.

Cheng Lian stood up from the sofa, walked to him and bent down, saying, "I didn't recognize you at first sight, do you know when I remembered it?"

Jian Fanchen shook his head, didn't know, and didn't really want to know.

"You bought dinner that day and told the waiter that I can't drink, then I remembered." The ice in Cheng Lian's eyes melted, and there was water vapor.

"Did I know before that you don't drink?" Jian Fanchen tried to find out the memory in the setting, but it was still blank.

Cheng Lian said: "Mr. Jian, do you still remember that a few years ago I sang at the Dog Horse Bar, and you went with a group of friends? Some people ordered songs and asked me to drink. I said I can't drink, but no one listened." , as long as you scold me, no one will dare to mention it."

His tone was as calm as if he was talking about someone else's experience, or someone who had nothing to do with him.

Jian Fanchen has no impression at all, the author actually has such a setting.

"I don't really remember," he said, sincerely.

Cheng Lian suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "That's good...that look, I knew it wasn't you. Batman is not like that."

He paused, and said again: "But after that time, my problem became more serious, so I decided to go for treatment and forget about these two things."

Jian Fanchen secretly sighed.

Although that person is not the current him, Cheng Lian is completely living in his own world and only believes in what he wants to believe.

Cheng Lian moved closer to him, and he instinctively stepped back slightly to keep a distance.

Cheng Lian discovered the language of his body and didn't go any further.

"Mr. Jane, I am qualified to stand with you now, and I am worthy of you."

For a long time, he has been waiting for this day, although everything he has done now is on the road paved by Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen frowned slightly: "Is the feeling in your heart just a match in status?"

Cheng Lian froze, a rare hesitation appeared in his eyes.

Jian Fanchen finally found the opportunity, turned his body to the side, stood up at once, and walked towards the door.

"The live broadcast is about to start, it's time to go." He said, holding the doorknob and pulling it.

The light from the lounge shone out, intertwined with the light from the aisle outside, illuminating Jian Fanchen's eyes extremely brightly.

The new manager was pleasantly surprised and astonished. He felt that Jian Fanchen was really amazing, and he actually managed Cheng Lian in only ten minutes.Cheng Lian was notoriously difficult to deal with newcomers.

He was very grateful to Jian Fanchen, saying that he saved his career.

Jian Fanchen glanced back, Cheng Lian was cooperating with the stylist to touch up the makeup, and his expression was as usual.

When Jiang Tang and Xiao An accompanied him down to the filming studio, Jian Zhuo was still being interviewed.

Jian Fanchen saw J God under the light from a distance, the young man was in high spirits, he spoke decently to the camera, and handled it with ease.

But the eyebrows are a little tight.

The short interview was coming to an end, Jian Zhuo responded to the reporter's request and smiled like a businessman, which immediately caused screams from the onlookers.

After suppressing his polite smile, he glanced behind the machine.

There were many people in the shed, but he still saw Jian Fanchen at a glance.

Jian Fanchen looked fine, and when his eyes met, he smiled at him.

Seeing Zhuo's hanging heart, he let go, and unconsciously pursed his lips into a small smile, but quickly put it back.

The experienced photography teacher still captured this micro-expression and immediately gave a close-up.

This smile is absolutely different from the one just now.

There is warmth in the eyes.

The author has something to say:

The psychotherapy part is overhead, and it's all up to me to make up.

In the vast sea of ​​people, you can see the person you like at a glance~ Next, Xiugou will continue to milk and wolf