President, he can't control the Shura field.

Jian Fanchen stopped smiling, and his eyes didn't stay too much on Jian Zhuo.

Jiang Tang held two bottles of fruit juice in his hand, and when he walked in from the door, he saw Jian Fanchen's eyes pretending to be calm.

He had never seen such a Jian Fanchen.

Jian Fanchen's throat was a little dry, so he asked Xiao An to get water.After Xiao An left, Jiang Tang walked over.

"Boss Jian, drink some." He handed over the frozen orange juice.

"Thank you." It's the same brand of pulp orange juice as the company's cafeteria. Jian Fanchen only drinks it with meals, and usually he's used to drinking sparkling water.

Jian Fanchen took a sip, but didn't taste much, probably because his nose was a bit blocked.

Jiang Tang looked at him and found that he had taken a small sip, so he asked, "Is it too cold?"

He originally thought that he had a good grasp of his liking for Jian Fanchen, but he was still overconfident.

Jian Fanchen put the cap on the bottle: "Well, it's kind of ice."

Jiang Tang smiled gentlemanly, and stretched out his hand again: "Then give it to me, I will take it and put it away."

After taking it, Jiang Tang didn't put it down, but held it in his hand.

There were more and more people in the studio, and groups of relatives and friends were taken to a specific shooting room to wait for the shooting.

Cheng Lian was the most popular in the competition, and the relatives and friends group was also the most eye-catching because of the large number of people.Xiao An was in the front row, Jian Fanchen and Jiang Tang were in the back.

They were all wearing the same T-shirts and masks. Jian Fanchen scanned around, but didn't see any familiar figures from behind.

Jiang Tang glanced at him, but said nothing.

I was supposed to arrive at them at [-] o'clock, but I was notified that the program team temporarily adjusted the sequence, and the appearance of the group of relatives and friends was postponed for another half an hour.

After being told to take a break, everyone suddenly sat on the floor in a relaxed manner.

Xiaoan immediately asked the staff for a chair, but the studio only had folding chairs.

He tried it, although sitting was uncomfortable, but there was no other way, so he had to move it to Jian Fanchen.

"Boss, it feels a bit hard for you to sit here. I'll ask them to get a cushion."

Jian Fanchen didn't want to use the privilege, he wanted to keep a low profile: "No, I won't sit, I'll go for a walk."

In fact, he also wanted to sit on the ground, but there were too many people in the shed, and he was afraid of crowding.

"Okay boss, I'll go say hello to the staff." Xiaoan looked at the time, although he was a bit embarrassed, he still responded to the boss's request.

Jiang Tang said from the side: "Secretary An, I can just go out with Mr. Jane, I will keep an eye on the time."

Xiao An smiled: "I feel at ease with you here."

After leaving the studio, Jian Fanchen felt that the air was much fresher.

Jiang Tang followed and gave him the orange juice in his hand: "Boss Jian, there's no more ice."

He kept shaking hands just now, and his hands turned red from the cold, and the juice was finally not so cold.

But his hand was behind his back so that Jian Fanchen could not see it.

Seeing Jian Fanchen take another sip, he squeezed his numb finger joints, and a gentle smile flashed across his eyes.

They didn't go far, just took a walk along the art gallery.

Jiang Tang is usually very talkative, but today he doesn't talk much, walking beside Jian Fanchen several times he hesitated to speak.

Jian Fanchen saw it, and turned to him and asked, "Do you want to ask about the contract termination?"

Sometimes Jiang Tang really admires Jian Fanchen's honesty, a clean person like this never hides it.

And since he was born, his identity has been invisible.

What he is used to is self-preservation and concealment, which is his way of survival since he was a child.

He suddenly felt a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jane."

Jian Fanchen was obviously puzzled by the sudden apology, but at the moment he had no intention of asking.

There are a lot of people on the TV station, especially the schedule of this important live broadcast program, the security is very tight, they don't have too many places to go, and they walked to the rooftop without knowing it.

It was completely dark and the starry sky was clear.

The park next to the TV station can be seen from the rooftop, and the lights in the park have been turned on.Overlooking the past, the golden lights are connected together, dazzling than the starry sky.

After being quiet for a while, Jiang Tang turned his head and saw the light reflected in Jian Fanchen's eyes.

Even at night, there is light in these eyes.

Many years ago, he also saw such bright eyes on a certain winter night.

The light in the dark, he saw again now.

But now he is very close to this light, yet very far away.

He raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars, the stars were not as far as the light in the pair of eyes.

"Boss Jian, is there a contract termination letter for me too?" He asked.

The young voice was quickly drowned in the night wind again.

Jian Fanchen looked into the distance and said, "Yes, Xiaoan will send it to you tomorrow."

Not long ago, he felt that the termination of the contract was a win-win thing. Now he doesn't know if it is a win-win, but he knows that this is the right decision, and it must be done as soon as possible.

Jiang Tang raised his head and smiled, this time with a bit of bitterness.

Then he lowered his head again, bit his thin lips, and said in a deep voice, "Boss Jian, if you don't want me, I'll be homeless."

Jian Fanchen said to him: "Go home and inherit the family business properly,"

Jiang Tang sniffed, then turned to look at him again, with self-deprecating helplessness in his eyes.

"I broke up with them."

Jian Fanchen looked at him suspiciously: "Who are you with?"

Jiang Tang said calmly: "The Wu family, I am no longer the Wu family."

"What?!" Jian Fanchen almost thought he heard it wrong until he confirmed that he was not lying.

Jiang Tang recounted his experience these days in a few words. In short, the condition for the Wu family to allow him to inherit the position of power is to be tied to Jane's, no matter what method is used.

He understood Mr. Wu's thoughts, and he just wanted to take advantage of Jane's through his hands.

After listening to Jian Fanchen, he thought about it carefully and said, "If you need Jane's help..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Tang.

"No, Boss Jian. I wasn't optimistic about the Wu family either." His attitude was decisive, "My surname has never been Wu, I just want to get back what belongs to me."

The Wu family gave him a considerable sum of money, which was the share left to him by his father.

"I'm going to use the money to start a business," he said.

Although this plot deviates from the original text by thousands of miles, Jian Fanchen has now accepted it well after going through various outrageous settings and developments.

"Okay, if you have any good cooperation projects, remember to find us." He said, very official and polite, and sincerely wanted to help Jiang Tang.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Jian." Jian Fanchen has always cared about him in his career, and he knows this.

Jian Fanchen sighed softly. Although he felt it was a pity to leave the Wu family, he still respected other people's decisions.

After all, this is someone else's life, and he has no right to call it a day.

Jiang Tang heard this sigh very sensitively, and seemed to be stabbed in the heart.

"Sorry, I still let you down, Mr. Jane."

Before, Jian Fanchen tried his best to give him the opportunity to sign a contract with a big project, help him build contacts, and help him smoke the Wu family... He probably failed all of these.

Jian Fanchen did not expect such a slight sigh to be discovered, and shook his head in embarrassment: "No, don't worry about it, the future is your own. And..."

He looked at Jiang Tang: "Everyone disappoints others, and I have disappointed many people too."

It's both unfair and fair.

When Jianzhuo returned to the relatives and friends studio after the interview, the filming had not yet started.

"Secretary An, where's Mr. Jian?" He took two bottles of sparkling water and unscrewed one of them, but didn't drink it.

"The boss thought it was hot and went out for a walk. He shouldn't have gone far, and he's coming back soon." Xiao An looked at the sparkling water in his hand, "Where did you get it? I just wanted to find this for the boss, but I couldn't find it."

Jian Zhuo nodded: "It's for him."

This brand of imported sparkling water is not popular, and it is not sold in many places, so he kept a box in the car.

"You are still careful." Xiao An said, silently writing down a little red flower, and when the chairman's wife asks about it again, he must remember to say this.

Jianzhuo suddenly remembered that Xiaoan also mentioned that he likes this water, but because it is more expensive, he is rarely willing to drink it.

He gave the unopened bottle to Xiao An: "Secretary An, you have worked hard too."

"Thank you!" Xiao An happily took the water.He was really thirsty, he had just finished drinking a large bottle of mineral water, and he was still thirsty.

The most important thing is that he hasn't drank sparkling water for a long time. Although the boss of the company asked him to drink it casually, he was embarrassed.

Jian Zhuo looked at his watch: "Boss Jian went by himself? Where did he go?"

While twisting the bottle cap, Xiao An said, "Jiang Tang went with him, it seems that someone saw them go to the rooftop just now."

Jian Zhuo's expression sank obviously, he turned around and walked out.

Xiao An couldn't unscrew the bottle cap, so he called to him: "Wait, open it for me, why is this so tight?"

Seeing the burning head, he didn't turn back: "Twist it yourself."