Shining Stars: First Producer

The mid-afternoon sun has a warmer yellow tone than the morning. Lu Orange is lying lazily on the table, her hair is scattered beside her, and the sunlight coming through the large French windows outlines a bright yellow outline for her. It adds a bit of femininity.

When I walked in from the outside, I saw such a scene. The warm yellow light seemed to form a thin layer of veil in front of me, and lightly fell on the woman who was stretching her body wantonly.

He held his breath involuntarily, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, everything in front of him would be blown away, and he was also afraid that this was a dream, and a heavier breathing would frighten the princess who arranged the dream.

Standing there quietly for a while, Song Moran looked at Lu Cheng with eyes full of admiration, and couldn't move away from him for a long time.

In the end, Lu Cheng was the first to discover Song Moran, and she sat up straight in embarrassment, a slight red tinge appeared on her fair face, with a touch of pink, she looked very girlish.

"When did you come in?" Lu Cheng asked with some embarrassment, and at the same time stood up from where she was, and walked slowly towards where Song Moran was.

"Just came," Song Moran stood in that position and waited for Lu Cheng to come over. Facing his question, Song Moran said without blinking. You can tell from his expression whether he is telling the truth or not.

Lu Cheng glanced at him suspiciously, but after thinking about it, he had no reason to stand here and keep quiet. She was a little embarrassed and stretched out her hands to rub her hair, then nodded with a smile and explained, "Basking in the sun Very comfortable."

Facing his explanation, Song Moran nodded solemnly. At the same time, he had already found a reason for him in his heart, and softly echoed, "It's already autumn."

At this time, Lu Cheng had already walked in front of him, and put her hand on his arm lightly, shaking it slightly, with the appearance of a little girl acting like a baby.

"What did Assistant Song want from you just now?" Lu Cheng looked up at him, blinked his eyes in a daze, and asked softly.

Song Moran enjoyed his acting like a baby very much, and the chill on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows had been melted by the sunshine on his body, turning into a smile in his eyes little by little.

"Here you are," Song Moran stretched out his hand to hold her small palm, and instead of answering the question, he said in a serious manner. At the same time, the other hand, which was always behind his back, took out a document and handed it to her In front of Lu Cheng.

"What is this?" Lu Cheng involuntarily reached out to take it, blinked his eyes in a daze, and asked subconsciously.

"Open it and have a look," Song Moran gently hooked the corners of his lips, watching him keep flipping through the cover, he couldn't help reminding him softly, with a little imperceptible expectation and tension in his tone.

"Turn it over?" Lu Cheng raised her eyebrows, repeated a word with some doubts, and broke free from Song Moran's palm.

Feeling the feeling that the palm of her hand was suddenly empty, Song Moran involuntarily lowered her eyes, her gaze followed her fingers back and forth, and it took a while before she regained her composure.

Lu Cheng didn't notice his small movements, the smooth paper rubbed gently against his palm, making a slight noise, rustling, and the lines between the lines seemed to still have the smell of freshly printed ink.

She always felt that this kind of ink was a special fragrance, so she couldn't help but took a deep breath, her cheeks puffed up, her expression looked very funny, like a little frog.

Song Moran looked at her like this, and involuntarily reached out and tapped her puffed cheeks. Lu Cheng didn't guard against such a move, so she was discouraged all of a sudden.

"Don't mess around!" Lu Cheng shouted angrily, his face turned red, but his eyes looked a little more water-soluble.

"Cough," Song Moran didn't expect his movement to be so loud, coughed dryly, and looked away as if nothing had happened, and tightly held the finger that touched her cheek in his palm, as if he was deceiving himself.

Seeing him like this, the anger in Lu Cheng's heart suddenly disappeared from the beginning, she sighed helplessly, and said in a doting tone, "Forget it, forget it, don't do this next time."

If other people saw the way these two people got along at this time, they would be stunned and couldn't believe it. After all, how could people who have been living in Song Moran's shadow think that he would be so pampered by others.

After playing around for a while, Song Moran put his palm on Lu Cheng's shoulder, pushed her lightly with his hand, and motioned her to look at the document in his hand.

Lu Cheng took a serious look at him, and then his eyes finally fell on the neatly arranged rows of typefaces, and unconsciously read, "Share transfer authorization letter..."

Lu Cheng said word by word, he hadn't realized what it meant, but he finally realized it after he put all the words together into one sentence.

The finger on the document seemed to be pricked by a needle, Lu Cheng quickly stuffed the thin sheets of paper into Song Moran's arms, and at the same time stepped back a few steps, as if facing the horse on the horse. A bomb about to explode.

For his reaction, Song Moran couldn't laugh or cry. At the same time, he couldn't understand, and he sighed helplessly, took the document he had stuffed in his hand and smoothed it carefully.

"Why do you behave like this? It seems like you don't dare to touch it at all?" Song Moran asked softly, looking at Lucheng seriously.

Lu Cheng said with a straight face, "Do you know what equity is? It's such an easy transfer? The other directors in the company know that they will definitely not agree!"

Seeing Lu Cheng's immature face but trying to put on a calm, generous, old-fashioned look, Song Moran's eyes kept smiling, and he explained with a chuckle, "You don't need to worry about it so much, Since I handed this thing in front of you, I will definitely take care of everything, don't worry, no one will come to you."

Seeing that she had said a long paragraph but Song Moran couldn't catch the point, Lu Cheng couldn't help but scratched her hair impatiently, and couldn't help turning her feet in circles, every move reflected her own Restless heart now.