I got scammed by a famous actor

This winter night is destined to be restless.

The Su family, outside the study.

"Su Yuntian, do you know what you're doing? Your wings are stiff, right? You don't pay attention to me, the chairman, right? You're completely ignoring me, the chairman... ..."

Hearing the sound of slapping the table and roaring from the study, Gao Jin sighed repeatedly but was unable to stop it. After hesitating for a long time, she still decided not to interfere, and went downstairs silently.

In the study, Su Guohui behind the desk with a livid face was scolding Su Yuntian who was standing in front of the desk.

Su Yuntian had an indifferent expression, as if it was someone else who was reprimanded.Although he didn't open his mouth to defend, there was no trace of fear or guilt in his expression.

Su Guohui finally stopped reprimanding, turned his head slightly and stopped looking at Su Yuntian.Maybe it was because he was tired of reprimanding, or maybe it was Su Yuntian's "good" attitude that calmed his anger.

Su Guohui's silence was actually waiting for Su Yuntian to speak and for him to give a reasonable explanation.

His son, Su Yuntian, still didn't speak. He knew his father well, and he knew that Su Guohui's anger had not completely subsided. At this time, no matter what he said, it would arouse Su Guohui's anger again.

Parents always have supreme authority in front of their children. Whether right or wrong cannot be questioned, any child who speaks is arguing and disrespecting.This strange and common phenomenon exists everywhere, regardless of poverty, regardless of status, regardless of age, without exception, there are only differences in degree.

After a moment of silence, Su Guohui looked at Su Yuntian again, and asked: "I have already said... that handsome man's misbehavior has caused a huge impact on the group. The group will not hold him accountable, but he is not allowed to assign him any more responsibility." Work is already the greatest tolerance given by the group. Why do you still assign him a role behind my back?"

Su Yuntian didn't understand that Su Guohui could let Su Yunxi go out, but he wanted to resolutely block his career as an actor.He clearly called Su Yunxi handsome just now, but he couldn't completely regard him as handsome.

Su Yuntian said calmly: "Chairman, you misunderstood, how dare I disobey your orders. The role of Gao Shuai was not arranged by me, but was clearly requested by the author of the original work."

Su Guohui frowned deeply, and asked: "The author of the original work? It's that rabbit, what is it called disappearing..."

"The disappearing rabbit." Su Yuntian helped Su Guohui recover his memory, and his cold heart was comforted by saying the name himself.

Su Guohui, chairman of the board, warned severely: "I don't care what her name is. It's just an original author. Why should she appoint an actor? I, Yunhui, have never signed a contract to adapt such a precedent, and she is no exception."

"The contract has been signed, the opening ceremony has also been held, and all the preparatory work has been completed, and the shooting will start as scheduled tomorrow."

Su Yuntian didn't want to explain why the contract must be signed, nor did he want to argue about the established facts.He directly presented the result because he wanted to indirectly tell Su Guohui that everything was fixed and could not be changed.

As the founder of Yunhui, Su Guohui has spent half his life in the business world, how could he not understand Su Yuntian's tricks.

He snorted coldly and said, "It's just an adaptation, so what if it's cancelled?"

Su Yuntian had already expected that Su Guohui would forcefully obstruct him, so he decided to kill before playing.However, he still had some hope in his heart, he thought that his father would not be so aggressive that he would make people fall into a desperate situation.

As it turned out, he still didn't know his father well enough.

"Chairman, cancel at this time..."

Su Guohui stood up and said indifferently: "You are worried that Yunhui will suffer economic losses, aren't you? Isn't it the liquidated damages for reorganizing the contract and the costs that have already been paid? It doesn't matter, I, Yunhui, can afford it."

Su Yuntian, who was almost desperate, actually laughed, which made Su Guohui very puzzled.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Guohui asked.

Su Yuntian replied with a smile: "I laugh at myself for being too naive, not safe enough to do things, and inaccurate in predicting the development of things, I still laugh..."

"Why are you laughing?" Su Guohui asked.

Su Yuntian put away his smile, and said word by word: "I'm still laughing at you, Chairman... you're actually like me."

This was the first time that Su Yuntian expressed his dissatisfaction with Su Guohui so bluntly, which made Su Guohui's anger skyrocket again.

He patted the table heavily and shouted: "Su Yuntian, do you know what you are talking about?"

Su Yuntian lowered his head slightly, and replied in a cold voice: "Of course. I just want to remind you that not everything can be solved with money. By canceling the contract, Yunhui not only has to bear economic losses, but also loses credibility in the industry. Which author dares to follow suit?" With the cooperation of the trustworthy Yunhui, how can those hard-working employees regain their trust? Of course, you may not be able to cancel the success, after all, other shareholders don’t care about the grievances between father and son.”

Su Yuntian's indifferent and simple tone was extremely lethal.

The veins on Su Guohui's forehead popped up, pointing at Su Yuntian and threatening: "Su Yuntian, don't think you are my son, I won't touch you!"

Su Yuntian smiled, and replied indifferently: "If you are a puppet general manager, you don't need to."

After Su Yuntian finished speaking, he left the study calmly.

Wen Xuejia District.

The warm yellow street lights cannot warm up this cold winter night, and the beige cashmere coat is not enough to keep warm.

Wen Xue has been walking around the community slowly since the afternoon. Before dark, there are three or two people for company, but after nightfall, she can only be company with the figure under the street lamp. Fortunately, there is the sound of feet stepping on the snow in the quiet winter night It doesn't look so lonely.

It's snowing, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, everywhere it goes is snow white, even Wen Xue's shiny black hair is like a flash of silver.

Unknowingly, she came to her own building again. This time, Wen Xue didn't ignore her.She stopped in her tracks, raised her head and found the familiar window among the falling snowflakes. There was no light there, and the darkness seemed to devour the soul.

At this time, Gao Shuai must have finished his work, but the dark window indicated that he hadn't come back yet.Wen Xue thought: He probably...won't come back, right?
Wen Xue felt Gao Shuai's desire for acting, and she tried her best to satisfy his desire, but the result now told her that she seemed to be... wrong.

Wen Xue reached out to catch the white snowflake in her palm, but failed.She didn't give up, and stretched out her hand stubbornly, wanting Han Ye to freeze her palm until it was cold, and then she would definitely get her wish.

The chill gradually hit, the temperature in the palms kept dropping, and the corners of Wen Xue's mouth rose slightly, she knew that she was about to get her wish.

At this time, the body was suddenly wrapped in warmth, and the cold hand was also wrapped in another warm palm.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, Wen Xue's heart that was about to freeze was filled with warmth.

Wen Xue moved her lips, but tremblingly uttered a word: "You..."

Gao Shuai didn't speak, he pulled Wen Xue up and was about to walk into the building.

Wen Xue took off the clothes on her body and wanted to help Gao Shuai put them on, but Gao Shuai put them back on her body again.

"I'll be home soon, I'm not cold." Gao Shuai finally spoke, but his voice was as cold as a winter night.

Of course Gao Shuai remembered the most romantic way Wen Xue said, he should have wrapped her in a coat and warmed her with body heat, but today he couldn't do it, no, he thought he had never done it.

His body temperature should be far inferior to the warmth provided by the winter coat.

Wen Xue stopped resisting and let Gao Shuai take her home.As long as he is willing to come back, as long as he is still around, as long as he still cares a little bit, it is enough.

At the door of the house, Gao Shuai gently took off the small high heels on Wen Xue's feet, rubbed her numb feet intimately, and then helped her put on slippers.

After placing Wen Xue on the sofa, Gao Shuai went back to the hallway to find the warm treasure from the drawer, turned on the switch and stuffed it into Wen Xue's arms, filled another cup of hot water and put it in Wen Xue's hands, and then went to the bathroom , When he came back, he replaced the small blanket on the sofa with his coat.

After finishing all this in silence, Gao Shuai sat on the sofa on one side, did not look at Wen Xue, and lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

Gao Shuai didn't speak, and Wen Xue didn't speak either. This was the first time Wen Xue showed caution in front of Gao Shuai.She didn't dare to speak, she was afraid that saying the wrong thing would aggravate Gao Shuai's sadness, she was afraid...he would never come back.

The doorbell interrupted the silence, and Gao Shuai got up to open the door.

"Brother, I bought what you asked for."

Xiaoyu's voice appeared at the door, attracting Wen Xue's attention.

Gao Shuai took what was in Xiaoyu's hand and said, "Thank you, come in."

Gao Shuai took his things and went to the kitchen.

Xiaoyu, who was following behind him, saw Wen Xue standing in the living room, and ran over excitedly.

"Little Snow."

"Miss Xiaoyu." Wen Xue greeted with a smile.

The two girls clasped their hands and looked at each other happily.

Xiaoyu praised from the bottom of her heart: "Xiaoxue, I didn't expect you to be that famous writer, you are so amazing."

Seeing Wen Xue appear at the opening ceremony, Xiaoyu was both surprised and happy. He didn't expect that this temporary driver turned out to be a great writer, and he actually worked with her. What an honor it is.

"Sister Xiaoyu, don't say that, I just wrote a few stories." After a pause, Wen Xue said embarrassedly: "Sister Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it on purpose before. I'm writing a story, and if I tell you the truth, it won't be the truest feeling."

Xiaoyu smiled indifferently, expressing her understanding: "Xiaoxue, don't say that. It's too late for me to be happy to work with you."

"Thank you, Miss Xiaoyu." Wen Xue thanked softly.

Gao Shuai came out of the kitchen with an extra tray in his hand, and walked towards Wen Xue.

Gao Shuai placed the bowls and plates on the tray on the coffee table, and said to Wen Xue, "After drinking the porridge, the water in the bathtub should be ready. Take a bath and go to bed early."

Gao Shuai actually expressed the warmest love with a cold tone.

Wen Xue took Gao Shuai's arm and asked anxiously, "What do you mean?"