The waiter took the four people to find a pavilion in the middle of the lake, the environment is chic, no one disturbs, the dark green lake surface is wrinkled by the summer wind, the sparkling waves reflect the sunset, the elegant mood is stretched in the music, every inch of furnishings and decorations, are telling the romance and style.The four of them sat down, and the waiter pushed the dining cart to put the dishes on the plate.The atmosphere at the table was strange, and Huang Yiru deliberately broke the silence: Mr.
Gu, regarding the IP development I mentioned to you last time, our team has already made a preliminary project, I don't know if you have time to take a look?
Gu Rin was noncommittal, and Shang Heng said at the right time: It's the "Crown of the Sky", right?
Gu Rin knew that Shang Heng knew more about the story of the original book than himself, so he asked casually: Are you also interested?
What do you think?
Shang Heng smiled and said: I've just heard of it.Director Huang glanced at him with hatred, and became more and more sure of his guess that this guy is really here for this IP!
Mr.
Gu, our company has done a detailed market research and is very sincere about IP, why don't you consider it again?
She diligently served soup for Gu Rin, but before she could hold the spoon, she was fished out by Shang Heng first.Mr.
Gu, pig blood tofu soup, special supplement, you drink more.Tonight's Shang Heng seemed to be particularly enthusiastic, Gu Rin took the soup bowl, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.He looked at Shang Heng meaningfully, and then looked at Wen Ruiyun who didn't say a word on the other side, although he always felt that the pig's blood was a little fishy, he still put it in his mouth one by one.Tastes good.The darkness in his heart diluted the uncomfortable fishy smell, and Gu Rin wiped his mouth unsatisfactorily, looking forward to Shang Heng's next gesture.Not to be outdone, Director Huang sandwiched a piece of beef belly for Gu Rin: Mr.
Gu, try the signature vegetable here Heng is quick to eat, and then he sandwiched a piece of honey lamb meat for Gu Rin, and put it on the porcelain plate in front of him, so that Director Huang's diligence has nowhere to put it.The beef belly is a little greasy, so let's eat this first.Shang Heng glanced at her with a smile as if he was targeting Director Huang, but it made her popular.Gu Rin saw the other party's jealous behavior in his eyes, and his heart was tight, and when he took a bite of the tender and juicy little fat sheep, even his gaze at his old rival Wen Ruiyun softened.Why didn't Mr.
Wen speak, did he think the dishes didn't fit his mouth?
Wen Ruiyun's eyes fell between the two, as if he remembered something interesting, and chuckled: Not really, I'm not used to talking when I eat, and I don't know which dishes are delicious, what do you say, Mr.
Shang?
Shang Heng, who was suddenly named, helplessly lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and touched Wen Ruiyun's eyes that seemed to be smiling, he couldn't help coughing lightly, picked a fat shrimp and peeled it with his own hands, and sandwiched it into the other party's bowl.Mr.
Wen tasted this boiled shrimp, which was tender and light.Gu Rin watched Wen Ruiyun intentionally or unintentionally shake the white and red shrimp, and carefully dip the seasoning in front of him before slowly filling it into his mouth.The little fat sheep in Gu Rin's hand suddenly became unfragrant, and his eyes looked at Shang Heng, and he said indifferently: Mr.
Shang used to have such a considerate time.Shang Heng was biting half of the West Lake vinegar fish in his mouth, and suddenly his teeth were sour, and he hurriedly spit out the fish, took a knife and fork and cut off a piece of cumin cowboy leg with his own hands, cut it into the size of a thumb nail shell, scooped it in front of Gu Rin one by one, and poured a spoonful of black pepper juice.Mr.
Gu, please use it.Gu Rin skewered two small pieces of beef with a fork, stuffed them into his mouth with satisfaction, chewed them carefully, and after tasting the taste, he said slowly: Mr.
Shang's vision for picking dishes is really good.Director Huang couldn't help but say: Didn't Mr.
Shang just say that beef is greasy?
Gu Rin frowned, and was about to speak, but Shang Heng pressed the back of his hand and said, "Do you feel tired of Gu?"
I see that there is a buffet of drinks at the bar over there, why don't I take you over to see if there is anything to relieve your greasy?
Gu Rin was amused in his heart, nodded casually on his face, let Shang Heng drag his arm, hooked his little finger intentionally or unintentionally, and specially glanced back at Wen Ruiyun's expression, just in time to bump into the other party's eyes that looked at him with deep meaning.Gu Rin hooked his lips and smiled, deliberately walking slower, dragging Shang Heng's pace, so that Wen Ruiyun could see clearly who this guy was really close to.After the two left, Wen Ruiyun retracted his gaze and landed on Director Huang, who was not thinking about it on the side, as if he inadvertently mentioned: Director Huang seems to be very interested in the IP in Mr.
Gu's hand?
Huang Yiru was a little nervous: Mr.
Wen is not also interested, right?
Wen Ruiyun shook his head lightly: No, you misunderstood, I just saw that you were entangled in every way, and out of good intentions, I gave you a suggestion.Director Huang smiled bitterly: You also saw it just now, Mr.
Gu is notoriously difficult to get along with, but Mr.
Shang and Mr.
Gu seem to have a lot of personal friendship, I have never seen Mr.
Gu's attitude, Mr.
Shang is □□ also interested in this project, can Mr.
Wen still persuade him to give up?
Wen Ruiyun smiled slowly: Actually, you can talk to him, maybe there will be a win-win solution.
※※※Self-service counter.Gu Rin poured a cup of black tea, leaned on the edge of the bar, and gently blew the floating leaves: Say, you have to have this dinner tonight, what's the matter with calling me over?
Shang Heng carefully worded: Actually, it's mainly about this Ms.
Huang, you don't like her.I can see it.Gu Rin couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, I understand.?
Shang Heng raised his eyebrows, do you really understand?
What do you understand?
Gu Rin lowered his eyebrows, and looked in a comfortable mood: Do you want that project, if you open your mouth to me, I can consider it.Shang Heng shook his head into a rattle: No, no, I don't remember how profitable it was, but there was definitely no fire.I would like to advise you to throw this hot potato out as soon as possible to minimize future losses.Gu Rin glanced at him in surprise, thought about it, and a trace of laughter appeared on the corner of his lips: I see, you want her to take this plate, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful for me.always felt that something was not right in this conversation, Shang Heng cleared his throat and tried to explain: Actually, I have my own abacus in it, and Director Huang and I are currently in competition Gu Rin stretched out a finger and pointed it in front of each other's lips, and his smile deepened: You don't need to say it, even if it is competitive, it depends on what I mean, no one can compete with you.Shang Heng's head slowly popped up with a ?.
He casually put the black teacup on the bar, poured a glass of milk for Shang Heng and stuffed it into his hand: to relieve greasyness.Gu Rin smiled reservedly and calmly turned to leave.didn't take two steps, and found that Shang Heng didn't follow, but held the milk cup with a puzzled expression, Gu Rin slowly stretched out his hand to him, hooked his fingers: Don't come and follow me.Trying to keep up with him, he allowed Shang Heng to stand by his side.Chapter 42 The dinner between the gentleman and the villain ended in a strange atmosphere with their own thoughts, and before leaving, Shang Heng specially said that he wanted to send Director Huang.Gu Rin was a little surprised, thought about it, and looked slightly relieved, and said lightly: Ah Mo will leave it to you for the time being, if there is something, let him contact me.He glanced at Wen Ruiyun vaguely, turned to get into the car and left.Receiving the boss's eye signal, the assistant Ah Mo nodded obediently, and continued to stand behind Shang Heng as a small radar to block bees and butterflies.Director Huang is completely desperate now, Mr.
Gu even gave Shang Heng his usual assistant, where is this relationship still said with his mouth?
Secretary Wu drove Bentley to the door of the restaurant, Wen Ruiyun glanced at Shang Heng with a smile before getting into the car, and bent down to sit in the back seat.In the end, Director Huang got on Shang Heng's scooter in silence.At night, the neon lights and shadows on both sides of the street flowed on the faces of the two people, and the colorful light reflected Huang Yiru's side face uncertain.Do you always have something to tell me?
Director Huang sat in the passenger seat, looking at Shang Heng's side face focused on driving, biting his lower lip, and his eyes were complicated.Shang Heng held the steering wheel with one hand, took out a voice recorder from his briefcase with the other hand, opened it in front of Huang Yiru, and rested it on the front desk of the central control in the car.Director Huang frowned slightly: Mr.
Shang, this is?
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Shang Heng looked ahead, supported his cheek with one hand, leaned back in the chair casually, and said slowly: Don't be nervous, just be a witness, I want to do a small cooperation with Director Huang.Director Huang's heart suddenly mentioned, could it be as Wen Ruiyun said, related to the series of IPs in Gu Rin's hands?
Cooperate?
Shang Heng said slowly: Do you want to undertake the promotion and marketing project of the series of IP in Mr.
Gu's hands?
I can give it up.The other party is so straight to the point, and the private cooperation is also mentioned by the other party first, Director Huang looked at the recorder, if the content of the conversation is exposed, it will be more unfavorable to Shang Heng.She thought about it, and there was nothing to hide: you put forward the conditions.Shang Heng smiled: "Mo Sanhai, I hope your company can take the initiative to give up the bid for the film "Mo Sanhai".Director Huang pondered for a moment, frowned, and said: I know that you are also competing for this project, but in addition to our Boma, Jiateng Company is also one of the top two big-name media marketing companies in the industry, even if I give up, you have no chance of winning against them.It's the same the other way around, I know that you have a lot of relationship with Mr.
Gu, as long as you open your mouth, the series IP is yours, I'm very strange, why don't you have a project with a better chance of winning in front of you, but chase "Mosanhai"?
Director Huang looked at him suspiciously.Shang Heng said calmly: Because it's too big, this IP is a whole series, including the original book, film and television, animation, games, etc.But "Mosan Sea" is different, it is just a movie, relatively small in size, just right for our company.Director Huang was silent for a long time, nodded slowly, and said with a light smile: What you said is reasonable.She paused, and then asked: Even if you quit, how can you guarantee that Mr.
Gu is willing to give me the project?
I don't guarantee that.Shang Heng said as a matter of course, just like you can't guarantee that I will get "Mosanhai".Director Huang choked and said angrily: Then what is the significance of this cooperation?
The meaning is that I can persuade Mr.
Gu to say a few kind words for you in front of him.Shang Heng smiled slightly and threw out the last bait.As for you, you don't have to do anything, you don't have to recommend me in front of the director, as long as you don't participate in the competition.You see, no matter how you think about it, you earned it.Director Huang thought about it, Boma and Jiateng competed, and the probability of winning each other was only five or five, but the series IP did not have a strong opponent like Shang Heng, and even an opponent to help recommend, so the chance of winning was greater.Her eyes flickered, and she weighed the pros and cons fiercely in her mind, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly bowed her head: Okay, I promise you.Without waiting for Shang Heng to speak, she blinked slyly: However, I will not officially withdraw from the crew of "Mosanhai" until I receive the cooperation intention given to me by the Gu Group.Shang Heng turned his face sideways, smiled lowly, and said indifferently: Yes.The two reached a verbal agreement simply and rudely in the stall in the traffic jam and in the ordinary scooter.Director Huang thought about the bright prospects of big IP development, got out of the car with satisfaction, and even thanked Shang Heng for his self-knowledge and friendliness.Shang Heng couldn't cry or laugh, watched Director Huang leave from the rearview mirror, and shook his head amusedly.He slowly leaned into the soft seat cushion, turned off the recorder casually, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes suddenly sharpened Competitor No. 1, it's done!
※※※ A few days later.The clear blue sky is clear.Shang Heng sat in Rong Zhi's car, and the two drove to a little-known small restaurant on the outskirts of the city.As the suburbs approached, the shops and people outside the car windows were gradually sparsely populated, and the street lamps and greenery quickly flew behind them.Zhou Tong?
Did you sign your agent at the beginning?
Why are you looking for him?
Rong Zhi held the steering wheel, the pupils behind the lenses were deep and dark, frowning slightly, and the afterglow was always glued to Shang Heng's side face.Shang Heng was flipping through the competitor information he had obtained from Secretary Wu, and was browsing through the information briefing of Jiateng Company.His right elbow was propped up on the window sill of the car, and his fingertips subconsciously rubbed his lips, a faint natural color, and deep lip lines, Rong Zhi couldn't help but take a second look.This company is a bit of a hassle.Shang Heng said, on the surface, there is no obvious problem, the only breakthrough is that in the past year, Jiateng has cooperated with Huaimeng Entertainment in film and television projects, and the person in charge of contacting and responsible for it happens to be the vice president of Jiateng and Zhou Tong of Huaimeng.Zhou Tong is a person who forgets his righteousness, loves money and sex, and the probability of being greasy in the project he is responsible for is □□ out of ten.Rong Zhi frowned in disgust and said, "Didn't he ever want to attack you?"
Still want to drug you?
Shang Heng pinched his eyebrows and recalled, and said with a smile: That old pervert drugged me, but Gu Rin drank it, and he cut it and even lost his job, which will only be entangled in lawsuits and have a bleak life.Why do you seem to be angrier than me?
Rong Zhi calmly looked at the straight road ahead: I dare to covet you, I am naturally angry.The vehicles around him were frequently whistling back and forth, and his words were half drowned out by the sound of horns, Shang Heng looked at the information, and lazily huh?
snorted.I say.Rong Zhi licked his dry lips lightly, do you dare to use this kind of person?
Shang Heng blinked: There is nothing that I dare not use, it is precisely because I have a handle in my hand that it is easier to handle, when I should use a gentleman, I must be a corporal of courtesy, and when I should use a villain, I must also be able to pull down my face.Rong Zhi turned his head to look at him: Zhou Tong is a villain, so who is a gentleman?
Shang Heng joked: Aren't you sitting in the car?
The agreed suburban restaurant was in front of him, Shang Heng got out of the car first, specially bypassed the front of the car, opened the car door for Rong Zhi, and said with a smile: Please, Rong Gongzi.Rong Zhi curled a faint smile line at the end of his eyes, took his outstretched hand, and stepped out of the car door.At that time, the sun was in full bloom, Rong Zhi pulled his suit jacket between his elbows, held a black briefcase in one hand, and followed behind Shang Heng silently.The neat white shirt, the straight-pressed trousers, the silver wire glasses border flowing with the luster of plain silver, and even the walking posture looks particularly decent.His gaze was clearly leveling ahead, but his steps seemed to be measured accurately, and every step was on the edge of Shang Heng's shadow, no more, no less than a point.As long as Shang Heng turned his head slightly, he could find his gentle gaze at the most appropriate distance.Like a silent but determined satellite.Gentleman?
Rong Zhi looked at the back of Shang Heng pushing the door in, and the corners of his lips suddenly hooked up a little inscrutable smile.This is it, the guy has arrived.When Shang Heng inadvertently turned around, Rong Zhizheng gently stroked his cheeks, as if wiping away sweat, and his expression was calm as usual.Chapter 43 The booth in the corner of the wolf's den (catching insects) restaurant is separated by a carved log partition.There are not many diners in the restaurant at this time, and half of the windows are covered by creepers, which has a different kind of tranquility and shade.