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"Huh..." Qi Han finished processing the documents for tomorrow's meeting, and glanced at the lower right corner of the screen before turning off the computer.

It's only six o'clock in the afternoon, and it's really rare to be able to get off work on time today.

At the same time that Chairman Qi, who is busy with everything, had this idea, the internal phone rang, informing him urgently that there was a visitor outside without an appointment.

Anyuan Building has perfect security measures. Without an appointment, even a fly will not be let in at the front desk.

Being able to find the chairman's visitor at will under such circumstances, Qi Han can only think of that person.

"I can't get off work on time." Qi Han guessed who it was, and at the same time came to this miserable conclusion.

He loosened his tie, relaxed his body and fell on the office chair, staring straight at the office door.

After 3 minutes, the heavy solid wooden door knocked from the outside and opened a gap.

Qi Weiyi poked his head in from the outside, his eyes darting around.

"Brother." Qi Weiyi called out, briskly and joyfully, "Do you miss me?"

Qi Han asked helplessly and connivingly, "If I say no, will you leave?"

"Of course not! But if you answer yes, I'll bring you a gift." Qi Weiyi didn't mean to be polite. He got into the office and sat down on a soft sofa. He swayed on it twice, feeling that it wasn't comfortable enough. .

"Yesterday's milk tea?" Qi Han, as the first batch of fans, knew about Qi Weiyi's participation in the variety show early on, so he even took time to look at it in his busy schedule.

The gift that Zai Zai sent all the way, no matter how you think about it, it can only be milk tea.

"By the way, 蹡蹡——" Qi Weiyi made up a sound effect himself, took out a thermos from his pocket and handed it over.

...You actually used this kind of thing to pack milk tea, thanks to your idea.

If the vacuum flask had a soul, it would cry out sadly.

Qi Han unscrewed the thermos cup, the milk tea inside was cold and smelled sweet.When watching the live broadcast, Qi Han secretly thought about how to escape Qi Weiyi's dark cooking.

As a result, the cup of milk tea served in front of him tasted surprisingly normal.

Qi Han took two sips and found that the improved formula tasted slightly sweeter than ordinary milk tea.Occasionally bite the cranberry pulp, the sour fruit can neutralize the sweetness just right, making the milk tea not so greasy to drink.

From the perspective of fast-moving drinks, it is perfect.Qi Han looked at the milk tea brewed by his younger brother himself, and fell into the trouble of "should I open a milk tea shop for the cub".

"Hello." Qi Weiyi sat there restlessly, got up and walked half a circle around the office, came to Qi Han and said, "I want to sit in your seat."

The place where the guests sit, although comfortable, always feels too boring.

On a rare visit, Qi Weiyi took aim at Chairman Anyuan's luxurious swivel chair, which looked very comfortable.

When Qi Han heard his request, he responded lightly, "Oh."

Zai Zai's character is easy to understand, as long as he likes the toy, he will definitely try his best to get it.

From before, Qi Han understood the truth that blocking is worse than sparse.

Instead of going against his will, it's better to follow Qi Weiyi.When he gets tired of playing, he won't worry about it in the future.

Qi Han simply stood up, leaned against the desk with a thermos cup in his hand, and watched Qi Weiyi turn over the table and run over, and happily sat down on the swivel chair.

He bent his legs, put his arms on the top, rested his chin on the back of the chair, and looked at the gorgeous sunset outside the glass window.

The sunset is like a perfect oil painting, with thick and magnificent colors.Standing in this position, the whole city seems to be trampled underfoot, and the sun, moon and stars in the sky can be reached with one's hand.

It turned out that Qi Han was always looking at such scenery.

Qi Weiyi stared at it for a while, then said to Qi Han behind him, "Help me turn around twice."

"This is not a toy." Qi Han scolded, but his body was still very honest and he helped Zai Zai turn the chair around twice.

The whole world suddenly turned upside down, and Qi Weiyi stretched out his arms and said, "Ah, when I was very young, I wanted to play like this."

"Then it's really not easy for you to endure until now." Qi Han glanced coldly, and suddenly had an idea, "If you like this chair, come to work in the company when you don't want to be a star."

"Hey, don't!" Qi Weiyi showed obvious rejection and refusal on his face, and said plausibly, "I entered the entertainment industry to live a life of salted fish waiting to die. How could I come to Anyuan after I finally fulfilled my dream? Be a social animal?"

"The social animals are talking too much, right?" Qi Han choked on his words, looked at Zai Zai, and tried hard to persuade, "It's boring to think about living a life of salted fish waiting to die, right? You come to the company occasionally Going to work can also relieve boredom."

"Where's the boredom? I can plant flowers, play mahjong, raise chinchillas and so on."

"How old are you?" How could an old man have the idea of ​​retiring at such a young age?Qi Han glanced at him strangely, and continued, "I don't think planting flowers and playing mahjong can satisfy you. And you must be patient for three days to raise things."

"I'll give you 30 seconds, please apologize to me!" Qi Weiyi stopped spinning, popped his head out from the back of the chair, and said angrily, "I'm serious about keeping things! Look at that animal, I took good care of it good."

I'm really ashamed to say that it was poor Liu Quan who helped take care of him.

Qi Han had nothing to do with him, sighed Youyou, and planned to give up the idea of ​​persuading Zaizai.

It was Qi Weiyi who managed to convince himself. He rolled his eyes twice and thought of the devil again.

"You can consider working in Anyuan. But..." Zai Zai's eyes lit up, he jumped off the swivel chair, and said enthusiastically, "I want to be the chairman!"

"Yes." Qi Han quickly agreed.According to the patience of my son, I would get bored after two or three days.

Give him the position for the time being, and he just took the opportunity to take a vacation.

Qi Han is very assured of his ability, and since the company has already matured, he doesn't worry about Zai Zai dragging the company down at all.

Thinking that his goal had been achieved, Qi Han began to think about where he should travel.Just listen to Qi Weiyi continue to say——

"You will be my assistant."

"Huh?" Qi Han was stunned for a moment, thinking that he must have heard it wrong.

Zai Zai repeated thoughtfully, "You will be my assistant, and you will be called Qi Quan from now on!"

After making a decisive decision, he nodded in satisfaction, "Qi Quan, what a good name."

"Tsk." Qi Han squeezed the thermos cup tightly, and gritted his teeth angrily, "You can go."

Qi Weiyi opened his mouth, and planned to talk about his future career plans with his future assistant.

Seeing Qi Dongduan showing the aura of a superior, he said sinisterly, "Otherwise, I will ask the security guard to chase him away."

Qi Weiyi: ...

All right, you're still ruthless.

The editing speed of "Silence" was faster than expected, and the production was completed just after autumn, and it was sent for review.

Meng Heng was finally freed from the complicated work, and the first thing he did after leaving the customs was to ask Qi Weiyi to have dinner.The moment the two met, Qi Weiyi's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Director Meng, although I don't have a good relationship with you..." Qi Weiyi started.

Meng Heng raised his eyelids and gave him a feeble stare, the red blood in his eyes was clearly visible.

"But after all, I met you once, and it makes me very sad to see you degenerate to this level." Qi Weiyi put on a heartbroken expression, said a few words, and came over curiously to ask, "So what did you smoke?"

"I didn't suck anything." Meng Heng said in a haggard voice with obvious dark circles under his eyes, "You sucked blood."

Qi Weiyi, who was mistaken for a mosquito, sat down and rolled his eyes towards the ceiling.

"I must choose someone to suck blood, you old bone, you can't taste anything anymore."

"Oh, I'm so glad I wasn't selected by you." Meng Heng smiled coldly, and started to talk to him about business, "The film has been cut, I stayed up for a few nights, and now I don't look very good. I planned to rest for a few days I will ask you again, but there are some words that must be said now."

Qi Weiyi dug out two bottles of sweet milk, poked open one and handed Meng Heng a bottle, looking at him and blinking.

Meng Heng took two sips to moisten his throat, and continued, "After this time, when we talk about it later, the perception will be different."

Qi Weiyi is a person who doesn't have much insight and ideas, and his own rationality is terrible, so he can't have the same feelings as Meng Heng.

But he understood Meng Heng subtly.

If there are, it is really necessary to speak at a specific time in order to express the truest emotions.

"The movie is great, whether it's the script or your performance. I stared at the post-production and tried my best to make it to the end, reviewing it frame by frame. When it's released, it will definitely be as good as "Autism" again." Meng Heng When he mentioned the movie, his eyes were very gentle, as if he was talking about his own child.

He is a person who loves movies like his life, and it is not surprising that he treats movies like a child.

"And then?" Qi Weiyi asked casually.

"You haven't been involved in editing, so you don't know how boring that job is. You need to review the same shots over and over, select frame by frame, and you have to render and add special effects. Every time I edit a film, I want to finish it quickly. "Meng Heng put his hands on the table and clasped his fingers, as if he was struggling with something.

Qi Weiyi didn't urge him either, and waited quietly with a straw in his mouth.

"When "Silence" was cut to the end, I suddenly thought, It would be great if this movie never ended. Now that the finished film has been made, it seems that something is really over." Meng Heng lowered his head and fell into a strange circle inside.His voice was weak and hesitant, and he said as if asking for help, "In the past, I rarely collaborated with the same leading actor in a second play, the reason I have already said before."

"Oh."

After Director Meng finishes filming, he will be brought into the role by the actor, and he will no longer be able to create a new life for him.

"I have filmed four films with you, filming all kinds of appearances of you. When "Silence" was finished, I faintly felt that I might only be able to film your scenes in the future." Meng Heng hugged his head and lay down on the table in pain , "But you stopped acting. Thinking that this is the last one, I feel like something is really going to end."

The small box was quiet for a long time.

Yellowed leaves floated in from outside and landed on Meng Heng's hair.

Qi Weiyi stretched out his arms, took off the leaf, put it in his palm and looked at it twice.

"Director Meng, you should be more sober." Qi Weiyi stared at Ye Zi, his voice was cold and almost cruel, "You are too easily trapped, you can't distinguish between movies and reality. What you want to keep is not me, but the work itself."

"Then what should I do?" Meng Heng asked with difficulty, like a victim about to drown.

Qi Weiyi put the fallen leaves on top of his head again, and replied lightly, "As long as you encounter a better script, you will devote yourself to a new job."

"It's not that easy." Meng Heng laughed at himself, "Old Xi's script is too difficult to surpass."

Qi Weiyi smiled lightly and looked out the window, "Who knows."