Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

Zhu Ehua wears a white double-breasted Chanel coat with long legs wrapped in black velvet and a pair of pearl earrings of the same brand.

The last time we were face-to-face like this was when Wei Zhuang was 12 years old.

"I'm much older, am I?" Zhu Ehua suddenly smiled.

Wei Zhuang looked up at her.

Her hair is still black, her skin is still tight, there are a lot of fine lines, and there are a few spots, but the beauty is in the bone, wrinkles and spots still can't reduce her charm, but more amorous.

Wei Zhuang just looked at her, but didn't speak.

Usually when people say that they are old, no matter if they are polite or sincere, they will say, "No, no, it is still beautiful, time will not decrease" or "Whoever is not old, I am also old" and the like.

But Wei Zhuang didn't say anything, and didn't answer her words.

Zhu Ehua is also looking at her. Feeling dull, there seems to be nothing deep in my eyes, and the corners of her lips are naturally a little warped. This is a bit like herself. If she smiles, she will look more like herself, except that her whole body is alienated and has a kind of temperament. The loneliness of looking at everything.

Zhu Ehua received the true emotions floating in his heart, and then Wei Zhuang spoke.

"If you are here for this," she tapped on the crystal table with her slender fingers, "then let me tell you straight, Luan Hua will not invest in this project."

Zhu Ehua's expression remained unchanged, and his smile was still pursed, "I know you will not invest in this project, and I am not here to see you as your biological mother. I am looking for Mr. Wei to invest in the capacity of actor Zhu Ehua."

She speaks in a low voice, but very penetrating. This is the actor's own line skills, and she has a sense of story when she speaks ordinary words.

The air was stirred up by such a sentence.

Wei Zhuang lowered his eyelashes, the expression in his eyes was unclear.

"It's not an investment thing," Zhu Ehua said with a smile. "The whole script has not come out. Old Xu is stubbornly stubborn. This can't be changed, and it must be retained. So the screenwriter is having a headache now, and the producer is even more troublesome. I have a headache. Warner is also afraid that the prize money will be allocated, and the subsequent review will be stuck and it will not be broadcast. It will cost a lot of people's efforts."

"So Warner really wants to cooperate with Luan Hua."

After all, Luhua has several generations of personal connections. Since Wei Zhuang personally took part in one of the four major Luhua groups, the main development is the film and television group, which has extended the political and business connections accumulated by the Wei family for generations.

"Deep Palace" is to be filmed in accordance with Xu Shuming's "small reform" script, it is necessary to have extraordinary public relations skills to get through the upper audit fortress.

And this ability is only available in Wei Zhuang.

There is also Jinku, which has a large share of Luhua, which is also an excellent broadcasting platform.

After all, Warner doesn't need Luanhua's investment, it needs Luanhua's resources.

"Are you for Xu Shu's name?" Wei Zhuang asked quietly.

Zhu Ehua sighed, "No, it's Xiao Xu, Xiao Mu Yi."

Xu Muyi, Xu Shuming's newly graduated Maotou son. In order to praise him, Old Xu told Warner that he would not be paid and let his son be the director.

This is also one of the big risks assessed by Warner.

Wei Zhuang frowned, and Xu Shumin was fine, even Zhu Ehua...

Her face changed suddenly, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes, "Is he your son?"

Zhu Ehua was surprised at first, then laughed, "No, no, hahaha, I don't have a son."

Wei Zhuang stared at her.

Zhu Ehua shook his head and said quietly, "It is enough to give birth once."

The eyes of the two met briefly in the air. Wei Zhuang is indifferent, and Zhu Ehua's eyes seem to have a gentle touch.

"My decision will not change." Wei Zhuang looked away.

Zhu Ehua was silent.

Wei Zhuang stood up, went to the wine cabinet next to it, picked and poured wine.

"The number of episodes is small. Here are the scripts for the first three episodes. You should take a look," Zhu Ehua smiled. "One or two roles are suitable for your little girlfriend."

The wine glass in Wei Zhuang's hand hit the glass cabinet door, and there was a clear, crisp sound.

Her eyes were looking directly at the cabinet door, and the smooth mirror surface reflected Zhu Ehua's face on the sofa. After a while, Wei Zhuang put the cork back into the bottle mouth, picked up the cup, took a sip, and when she turned around, Tongren The light is still cold.

There was no obvious fluctuation in his tone, "How did you know?"

Zhu Ehua was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled, "Is it really your little girlfriend?"

Wei Zhuang's eyebrows were filled with an unidentified gloom. He didn't directly answer her topic, frowning at her, "Is it Xiang Zhishi?"

Zhu Ehua denied, "No, how is it possible? He is not such a person."

She said: "Although Little Stone and I are friends, he protects his sister even more."

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "I don't care what you do with Xiang Zhishi."

Zhu Ehua looked at Wei Zhuang, "Operation? Ha ha ha, that's not true," she was not angry, but chuckled twice, "It doesn't matter how you think of me, I just don't want you to misunderstand Xiao Shitou's character, their brothers and sisters. Deeply affectionate, your prejudice will affect your relationship with Xiang Xiaoyuan."

Wei Zhuang's expression was condensed, an angry expression floated in his eyes, and he was drowned in a blink.

"It was Jiabao who told me." Zhu Ehua took the initiative to say.

Wei Zhuang stood quietly for a few seconds, his expression returned to indifference, walked back to the sofa and sat down.

"He called me a year ago. He was a director major and had an assignment at the end of the term. He wanted to make a short film. Let me help."

"This little boy, with a hippy smile, I promised him."

"Later, he himself was drunk, angry, and told me drunken things, saying that you are indifferent to his own son, and you are very caring about other women."

"I just asked who it was, and he said it was Xiang Xiaoyuan."

Zhu Ehua laughed at Wei Jiabao's Bai Qing at the time, "I just tried to ask you, I didn't expect it to be."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyelashes and looked at her, "Have you always been in contact?"

Zhu Ehua said: "Occasionally I talk on the phone, and I have seen it twice."

The corners of Wei Zhuang's lips curled up slightly, outlining a non-temperature arc, and he declined to comment.

Zhu Ehua didn't want to talk more about Wei Jiabao. Seeing her ridiculous attitude, he let out a sigh of relief, looked at her and said: "The first time I met, he came to me."

"He was 16 years old at that time, and still 17 years old. He thought he finally found his'sister's biological mother, and he came to me to ask questions."

"I just told him that I am indeed your mother, but you are not his sister."

These three sentences, she said plainly, but the information hidden in the words seemed to be slapped by the stormy sea, and the sharp pebbles flew onto the surface, leaving a burst of tingling pain.

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes and slowly said, "I never knew who told him, so..."

"Why didn't you tell him?"

"I didn't even tell him, where did you get the right?"

After this time, Wei Zhuang's pupils were dark, and there seemed to be a strong flame in his heart. The tingling pain that had been buried for many years finally found the owner. When the machine was most undefended, the feeding machine crawled out. , Showing the hideous teeth.

Wei Zhuang's eyes sparkled with anger, and he said word by word on his chest: "He doesn't need to know for the rest of his life."

For the first sixteen years, I was happy, unrestrained, and unrestrained. It could have been like this for the rest of my life. Everyone will love him and take care of him.

The Wei family has such a big family business, whether he is an heir or not is destined to be wealthy.

The stepmother quit her job as a doctor when she was fifty years old and stayed with her father at home. The two took Jiabao around to teach, accompany, and loved him very much. From time to time, they took him abroad to meet with Wei Ting and his wife.

Before he became an adult, Wei Jiabao had an active temperament, and he had many friends wherever he went. He was also prudent, polite and sweet.

Every time I saw her, I always smiled, leaned on her and called "Eldest Sister, Eldest Sister".

Later, he became perverse and unkind, and he liked to make trouble. This was all to attract her attention, and it was more like a stress response.

"Why are you telling him?" From the bottom of the eyebrows, to the chin, the neckline, the cold white delicate skin jumped out sharp undulating arcs.

"Can you really hide it from him for the rest of your life?" Xu Shi was excited by her attitude, Zhu Ehua said, "Then why do you give birth to him?"

As soon as she said this, she regretted it and let out an annoyed cry.

There was a dead silence.

Wei Zhuang's ears rumbling, something slammed into the abyss of her memory, and after the sound, the scene from many years ago faintly emerged.

For the coming-of-age ceremony dance and family entertainment, her father asked her to meet the sons of the family's business partners. He said that he could do so and choose one to be her husband in the future.

Family marriages, strong alliances, are normal in their kind of family.

The husband and son, assisting her husband’s career, if there is no accident, you can live a life of wealth and stability, but the honey of the first, the arsenic of the second, Wei Zhuang will be suffocated when he thinks of that kind of life, and it feels like being fiddled with. The baby at home has no vitality of its own.

She objected. She said that she would work in the group in the future and that she would also be an heir. As long as she reached a certain height and reached the position of her father, she would not be controlled by others.

Wei Ting was even more angry than her, standing beside her, loudly accusing their fathers of being feudal parents who arranged marriages, and reiterating once again that he would not take over the work of the family and that he wanted to be a doctor.

The father was furious and rejected them.

Wei Ting is bolder than her. He is a child who has grown up in love and freedom. He can fight for whatever he wants. In order to defend his ideals and show his position, he ran away from home that night.

Although he was found back the next day, he started a hunger strike.

Without eating or drinking for nearly three days, my father finally compromised.

Wei Zhuang knew in his heart that if she went on a hunger strike, no one cared. In the end, she would be boring herself and ate obediently. When she ran away from home, no one would look for her, and she would have nowhere to go.

She can only negotiate with her father.

...

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes and extracted himself from his memory.

"You go."

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