Shang Heng straightened his tie and waved his hand casually: No need, I'll go to Gu's Group and talk to Gu Rin about business.Mr.
Gu?
Wen Shengqi's ears moved, and when he saw Shang Heng walking away, he immediately took out his mobile phone to report to his eldest brother.At the conference table, the executives of various departments stood up in turn to make reports, and finally Wen Ruiyun commented one by one.I don't think you will have any opinions on the goals for the next quarter.Wen Ruiyun's expression was sparse, and he set the tone slowly and methodically, and his eyes swept over everyone at the table one by one.The conference room of Nuoda was silent, and the people who were forced to have no opinions looked at their noses and noses, and did not dare to come out, and they shrank their necks for fear that the gate knife hanging above their heads would be cut down.Then Wen Ruiyun suddenly looked down at the text message that lit up on his mobile phone, and his eyebrows moved slightly.Seeing the most embarrassing review time of each quarterly meeting, the executives were terrified, but they saw Wen Ruiyun close the folder, and said casually: If everyone has nothing to do next, we will stop here today and adjourn the meeting.Everyone looked at each other, is the sun coming out in the west today?
Only Secretary Wu got up silently and went downstairs to pick up the car.On the bright screen, a brief message with a few huge exclamation points: Big brother, it's not good!
Brother Shang was stolen by Mr.
Gu again!!
Chapter 63 Come to Pick You Up Before receiving Shang Heng's call, Gu Rin was parking the car at the door of the industrial building where Zhongsheng Company was located.He sat in the car and stared at his mobile phone for a while, neither daring to go upstairs to settle accounts with Shang Heng, nor being willing to leave.The rose in the passenger seat was left out in the cold, and the owner thought about what posture to throw into the trash can in order to look less embarrassed.I don't know how long it took, the phone suddenly vibrated wildly, Gu Rin stared at the caller ID on the screen, and was stunned for three breaths before pressing the overactive heartbeat back into his chest.Gu Rin tried his best to control his voice, lowering it slightly, making it sound as smooth as if everything was under control: Shang Heng?
What's wrong with it?
I'm busy, you make a long story short.There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then Shang Heng's slightly smiling voice came: What are you busy with Mr.
Gu?
I have something to discuss with you, can I see me?
You want to see me?
Gu Rin silently hooked the corners of his mouth, his frowning eyebrows instantly relaxed, and he played with the delicate petals of the rose, and his voice was much lighter: I am in a meeting, I will try to end it as soon as possible and go over to pick you up.Shang Heng laughed in a low voice: Don't bother, I'll just go over by myself.Gu Rin panicked, he was not in the company: You don't have to come over, my side is over, I will immediately go to the car window and suddenly knock, there is a shadow outside the window, Gu Rin turned around in surprise, but saw Shang Heng's angry smiling face, looking at him through the window.Yo, Mr.
Gu, you're coming so fast.Gu Rin: Shang Heng watched with great interest as Gu Rin's face changed again and again, from stiffness to helplessness, as if he was at a loss, and finally finally a little annoyed and angry red from the root of his ears.I've known him for so long, and it's the first time I've noticed that Gu Rin's facial expressions have such rich moments.Shang Heng was a little funny: Mr.
Gu, you're here, why don't you go upstairs and sit down?
Gu Rin decided to force himself to forget this embarrassing episode, and opened the passenger door with a cold face: Get in the car!
Shang Heng was as good as a stream, and by the way, he put the roses on the seat on the back seat.The corner of Gu Rin's eyes watched his movements, pursed his lips, started the engine, and drove away.Another red light, the car stopped, and a subtle silence filled the cramped car.Mr.
Gu, as soon as you Shang Heng spoke, he was interrupted by Gu Rin, and his tense expression finally cracked a crack, and the carefully whitewashed paint was weakly peeled off, revealing the unknown inside.He squeezed the steering wheel hard, and said as if he had broken a jar: Okay, okay, I admit that I arrived early in the morning, and I came to find you all the time, and the roses were also given to you, okay?
Isn't it just an IOU, and if you need it in such a hurry, you will take it away immediately?
I've never seen you come to me so proactively.A round of bullets poured out like a machine gun, and Gu Rin immediately kept silent, trying his best to suppress the emotions that leaked out.He stared at the windshield wipers with calm eyes, his whole body looked like a prisoner about to wait for a sentence, and the muscles in his cheeks were tense.Shang Heng was speechless for a moment, coughed lightly, and said, "Mr.
Gu, I'm not here to ask you to take an IOU.I knew that you paused suddenly, turned your head, and looked at him in surprise, what did you say?
Shang Heng leaned back in his chair for a long time, and said with a smile: I want to talk to you about business.Although this answer did not meet Gu Rin's expectations, he was barely able to accept it, and he raised his eyebrows: What business?
※※※It was almost evening, and the two of them dined at a nearby restaurant.The slanting sun cut from the floor-to-ceiling window to the booth of the carved wooden fence partition, shining on Gu Rin's cold side face.He played with the goblet in his hand and waited for Shang Heng's next words.When he is not smiling, there is a sense of alienation and coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, and the occasional curvature of the corners of his lips is more mocking than smiling.At this moment, Gu Rin lowered his eyes and looked at the wine glass intently, the clear crimson wine swirled in the glass, and the wall of the glass reflected Shang Heng's face on the other side, which was gently rubbed against his cheeks by his fingertips.Shang Heng: The last project was snatched away by Fang Yang, do you plan to leave it at that?
Gu Rin frowned: Do you still want to fight back?
That's no longer possible.If you're not reconciled, I can find some other projects to work on.Shang Heng shook his head: No, I don't have this intention at all.Gu Rin: Then what do you want to do?
Shang Heng rubbed his chin with one hand and smiled kindly: I want to inject capital into Huaimeng in your name, and then you and I will join forces to speculate on Huaimeng's stock price.Gu Rin was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with the eyes of a madman: You don't have a fever, right?
I only divested last year, and now you're going to give your competitors a blood transfusion?
You should know that Huaimeng's financial situation is very poor, and at this time, you still give Fang Yang charcoal in the snow?
Are you doing charity?
I'm sober.Shang Heng opened his mobile phone and looked at the information that Sister Li had inquired about, it was precisely because Fang Yang was very short of money that it was a good opportunity to break into the interior.He paused and said, "Fang Yang must be very wary of me, so my money has to go through your channel, and I will bear the risk, how about it?"
Gu Rin shook his head: I don't care about this risk, I don't understand your plan.You give him a lot of money at this time, and he happens to use it to do the project "Lingshan", and he will make a lot of money at that time, even if you get a little dividend, what's the point?
Shang Heng chuckled: I'm just afraid that he won't have the money to spend money on "Lingshan".Gu Rin frowned: What do you mean?
Shang Heng sat up slightly straight, and talked about his plans one by one, and the two talked about it for more than half an hour.Shang Heng was talking dryly, and a glass of warm water was handed to his mouth, Shang Heng was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he met Wen Ruiyun's drooping eyes.Wen Ruiyun was dressed in a light gray suit, with a coat between his elbows, a tall figure, and a smile at the end of his eyes.What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet two people here, don't mind adding a pair of chopsticks, right?
Gu Rin's face turned dark, and he said coldly: Mind, care!
Mr.
Wen, is this poor to someone else's territory?
Wen Ruiyun ignored him directly, his eyes fell on Shang Heng's face, and he smiled: Mr.
Shang, what do you say?
Shang Heng saw the other party's smiling look, and his heart was inexplicably abrupt, it was rare that he was a little worried about being accidentally caught, so he silently pulled the chair next to him for him.Wen: Why are you here?
Gu Rin sensitively noticed the change in Shang Heng's title, and he was even more sullen in his heart, and he couldn't get angry, if his eyes could turn into sharp arrows, he would now want to let Wen Ruiyun taste the taste of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.What are you talking about so focused?
The table is full of dishes.Wen Ruiyun unfolded the hot towel and wiped his hands slowly, without treating himself as an outsider at all, picked up the white porcelain chopsticks and sandwiched a fat and tender river shrimp, and simply removed the shell, revealing the white and tender shrimp meat, and added it to Shang Heng's dinner plate.Gu Rin on the opposite side suddenly became angry, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, cut off a piece of lamb meat silently, carefully dipped it in the sauce, and sent it to the small porcelain bowl in front of Shang Heng: It is not suitable to eat shrimp in this season, it is better to try the signature dish here.Wen Ruiyun and Gu Rin glanced at each other, one was gentle and smiling, the other was as cold as ice, and in just a moment, they all glanced at Shang Heng.Shang Heng, who was sandwiched in the middle, was carrying chopsticks, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar?
Cough.He put down his chopsticks, and we were pretty much done talking.I'm also full.Wen Ruiyun nodded noncommittally: That's okay, let's go back.What do we?
Gu Rin frowned: You don't have to work, since I brought Shang Heng over, I will naturally send him back.Mr.
Wen, please take care of yourself.Shang Heng and I still have some details to discuss.Oh, yes?
Wen Ruiyun was not angry, took off the dark brown scarf on the back of the chair, put it on for Shang Heng, his tone was soft, and he spoke softly, the spring is cold and the climate is cold, be careful not to get sick.Shang Heng got goosebumps around his neck, and grabbed Wen Ruiyun's hand: I'll come by myself.Gu Rin stared at the scarf around Shang Heng's neck, eager to poke a hole.Wen Ruiyun didn't force Shang Heng to leave with him, but just straightened his clothes for him, and said lightly: You talk slowly, I'll wait for you outside.Shang Heng looked at the cold outside, how dare he really make Wen Ruiyun wait for a long time, and said helplessly: Mr.
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Gu, let's come here first today, I will ask Sister Li to contact you for specific matters.Gu Rin grabbed his wrist in a hurry: Shang Heng Shang Heng looked at him in surprise: What else does Mr.
Gu have to explain?
Gu Rin was speechless for a while, moved his lips, and the other guests around noticed the movement here, and seemed to have a look at him, Gu Rin was like a man, and finally slowly let go of his hand: It's nothing.Seeing the two leave, Gu Rin sat back in his chair, facing a table of cold food, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and only an endless wry smile remained on his lips.※※※ The heating was turned on in the car, and Secretary Wu drove quietly in the front seat, and the front and rear rows were separated by gray privacy glass, completely blocking the sound from the rear.How did you get here?
Don't tell me it's really just a coincidence.Wen Ruiyun sat beside Shang Heng, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and smiled softly: Of course not, I came to pick you up.Shang Heng turned his face to look at him: How do you know?
Did that kid Sheng Qi report again?
Wen Ruiyun took his hand and held it in his palm: Since he followed you to do things, he has indeed learned a lot smarter.Shang Heng couldn't cry or laugh: Don't take him badly, Sheng Qi is a simple and well-behaved young man, and he is not at all like you who are full of black water.Wen Ruiyun: One thing is like that.What?
Wen Ruiyun slowly spit out two words: protect food.Shang Heng: The car slowly stopped in front of the hall of the Wen family's manor, and Secretary Wu opened the door for the two.Shang Heng got out of the car, saw the servants in front of him who were respectfully bent over, and raised his eyebrows: What about sending me home, Mr.
Wen?
Wen Ruiyun smiled at the end of his eyes: Isn't this here?
Chapter 64 sets the top floor conference room of Huaimeng Entertainment Company.As soon as he sent off a few shareholders, Fang Yang looked tired, slumped in the leather chair behind the desk, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples lightly.Recently, his life can be described as quite sad, the marriage with the Wen family has completely broken his thoughts, Gu Rin avoids him like a flood beast, the company is a mess, walking on thin ice in front of Fang's father and Fang's mother, and there are the two vampires of the Shang family behind him.The only thing that made him happy was that he pit Shang Heng ruthlessly, and he insisted on biting the meat of "Lingshan" from his hand.Mr.
Fang, Mr.
Song, the producer of "Lingshan", is here.The secretary knocked on the door and reported.Fang Yang sat up and nodded: Let him in.Producer Song walked quickly in front of Fang Yang with his briefcase, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said with a smile: Mr.
Fang, last time I discussed with you about inviting a big name in traffic to star, how did you think about it?
Fang Yang frowned: Do you have to invite Zhao Yusheng?
He is indeed a first-line star, but the salary is too high, and he will ask for 80 million when he opens his mouth?
In addition to the starring role, the list you gave me, the salaries of the other actors above are not less than him, such a budget is too much, and it is impossible for me to invest you more.Producer Song wore out his mouth: Mr.
Fang, do you know, the original general manager of Zhongsheng Company once promised me that if I cooperated with him, I would find Lin Yuqing to star in this play, but later it was blown, and Mr.
Lin ignored us.You don't know how much impact a leading actor with box office appeal has on the box office, right?
Zhao Yusheng is already the second best choice.Seeing Fang Yang's hesitation, Producer Song said mysteriously: I have an inside information here, saying that Shang Heng would rather give up Lin Yuqing in order to seek Zhao Yusheng's cooperation, and the two of them are now in a trouble, and his subordinates go to Zhao Yusheng's house every day to squat.Gu Rin, the president of Gu's Group, once met with Zhao Yusheng in person, and did not hesitate to offer a sky-high salary.You said that there must be a special reason for being able to be favored by these two characters at the same time.Fang Yang's heart moved slightly: Is your inside information true?
It's true, I went to Mr.
Zhao's house to find him a few days ago, and I happened to see Shang Heng and the female agent under him, he is a dignified boss, put down his body and personally visited the artist, giving enough face, isn't this sincerely seeking cooperation?
Fang Yang's eyes flashed: It seems that Shang Heng is quite optimistic about this person, is he in a hurry to make a new film and fight in the ring with our "Lingshan"?
He paused, frowning: But I really don't have that much budget to invest in.Producer Song was disappointed, but at this moment, the female secretary presented a document to Fang Yang and said in a low voice: Mr.
Fang, Mr.
Gu came to you, saying that he wanted to talk about cooperation and re-injection.What did you say?
Fang Yang raised his head in amazement, his voice trembled slightly in surprise, Gu Rin was willing to help me!
※※※Meeting room.Gu Rin sat in the Italian leather handmade sofa with his legs folded, holding a coffee cup and gently blowing away the white mist on the water.The fragrant breath wafted into his nose, and he didn't raise his eyes, asking: What is the investment agreement?