Rebirth: I have an APP [Entertainment Circle]

"Ding dong!" Accompanied by Pan Bo's words, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, which was quite abrupt in the quiet elevator car.

Cheng Rong just said casually, but when he heard Pan Bo's words, his eyes lit up: "Let's go!"

Pan Bo's shoulders seemed to be crushed by two big rocks, and the hand holding the gym bag fell feebly and was extremely heavy.

Cheng Rong always has a sunny smile on his face, and he always looks carefree. He is so popular and even invites himself to drink, he should be happy.

But it was as if an invisible hand was rubbing his heart back and forth, Pan Bo only felt the wretchedness and irritability twisted into a ball.

He stood in front of Cheng Rong, his lips moved, but before he could say anything, the elevator reached the basement level, and the door opened again with a "ding".

Cheng Rong rolled his eyes, and said annoyedly behind Pan Bo: "I just said something was missing, the car key was left upstairs! You wait for me in the underground parking lot!"

Pan Bo let out a "hmm" and walked out of the elevator with a blank mind.

After the elevator door closed, Cheng Rong swiped the authority and pressed the button on the 25th floor, took out her mobile phone and pressed a button, and waited for the call to connect.

"Hello? I said no." There was a cold voice on the opposite side.

"Pan Bo is waiting for me on the first basement floor now. I asked him to have a drink, and he agreed." Cheng Rong looked at himself in the mirror in the elevator and said, curling his lips.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Do you want to promise me?" Cheng Rong slightly opened his lips.

As soon as the elevator door opened, his feet in black limited-edition sneakers stepped on the soft carpet, walking briskly in the empty corridor.

The man on the opposite side was silent for a moment, but his tone was still calm and authentic: "What's the matter with Pan Bo?"

Cheng Rong held the mobile phone by his ear with his left hand, chuckled lightly, pushed open the door of the CEO's office with his right hand, and said to the man sitting behind the desk, "Why don't you close it, don't you like him?"

The panic on Wen Chengyu's face flashed away, and his heart immediately started beating wildly, but his expression was still so calm!: "Don't guess, it's nothing at all."

Cheng Rong smiled slightly, and seemed to have expected what Wen Chengyu said: "Oh, so I guessed wrong. Then I'll tell Pan Bo that your computer browser is full of his news and videos. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

He was sitting on the sofa in a dazed manner, looking at Wen Chengyu with a half-smile with raised eyebrows.

"You...!" This sentence successfully aroused Wen Chengyu's anger, and he glared at Cheng Rong, "Do you think I won't beat you?"

Cheng Rong couldn't help shrinking his neck from that sharp look in his eyes, and his tone lost the arrogance just now, and became grandma's: "So you help me make an appointment! You help me ask him out, and I promise to keep my mouth shut. You have to die!" After finishing speaking, he put his hand around his mouth to simulate the action of closing the zipper.

Wen Chengyu only felt a throbbing pain in his temples: "This matter has no way. As for Pan Bo, you can just say it."

Cheng Rong pursed his lips, his face full of displeasure: "Do you think I'm really afraid that you won't dare to say it? I just asked you to ask him out for me, but he won't answer my calls or text messages. What's going on? Give me a refreshment whether it is life or death?!"

Wen Chengyu kept a straight face and didn't speak.

"Really! You ask him out, let him reject me in person, let me give up, and I will obediently go back to act in my play, okay?" Cheng Rong had already got up from the sofa, resting his elbow on Wen Chengyu On his desk, the whole person leaned in front of him, "Otherwise you will go with me and monitor me, okay?"

Cheng Rong's last words were simply begging, and he stared closely at Wen Chengyu's expression, trying to find even the slightest looseness so that he could continue to persuade him.

Wen Chengyu raised his eyelids and asked coldly, "You promise?"

"I promise!" Seeing that Wen Chengyu finally let go, Cheng Rong became ecstatic, and he kept urging, "Call him quickly, Pan Bo will still be waiting for me downstairs!"

Wen Chengyu glared at him, but actually took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and said to the person on the other end, "Are you off work?"

Cheng Rong turned to the back of the table, his ears were almost glued to his mobile phone, and when he heard the voice from the opposite side, his face blushed slightly.

"I'll send you the address later." Wen Chengyu hung up the phone, picked up his suit jacket from the coat rack in front of the French window, and left the office with Cheng Rong.

And waiting in the elevator room on the lower floor, Pan Bo, who had already started to measure the width of the tiles on the floor with his feet, heard the sound of the elevator, and saw Cheng Rong walking out with his car keys—no, with Wen Chengyu .

Pan Bo's eyes widened in astonishment, but Cheng Rong easily explained why Wen Chengyu appeared in one sentence: "I happened to meet Mr. Wen, let's go together."

Together?Pan Bo was stunned for a moment, did he want to ask Mr. Wen to join him?Then should he take the initiative to say something is wrong, after all, the relationship between the two of them is so good, it is too ignorant for him to intervene in the middle...

Pan Bo didn't even know why he came to such a judgment, he just felt that he seemed to be an abrupt existence, and the proportion that originally accounted for [-]% of wanting to reject Cheng Rong's proposal immediately became [-]%.He blurted out: "It suddenly occurred to me that I still have a movie to shoot tomorrow..."

If it was because of his "threat" that he agreed to Cheng Rong in the office just now, but at this moment Wen Chengyu looked at Pan Bo in front of him, and the thought of not seeing him for a long time filled his thoughts for a moment.

The elevator room, which was originally not big, seemed even more cramped because of three men who were all over 1.8 meters tall, and Pan Bo was right in front of his eyes.

He was wearing a simple sports suit, the broken hair on the top of his head was fluffy, and his skin glowed under the light, like a freshly peeled egg; his cheeks were sunken, and the lines on his face became clear. The facial features also appear more agile, but they also look tired...

Can the crew adapt?Will it be too tired? …Wen Chengyu suddenly had a lot of questions in his mind, and he said to Pan Bo: "Let's go together and relax." His eyes were unusually firm.

Under the gaze of that gaze, Pan Bo couldn't say a word anymore.

Like a quiet quail, he got into the car behind the two and sat in the back row of the car.

Cheng Rong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to be in a good mood, humming softly, but the other two were not like him.

Pember in the back of the car is no longer a quail, but a grilled quail on the grill.It was clearly the back row of two people, but he nestled in the small corner behind the driver's seat leaning against the car door.The car doors and windows were hard, and his back was empty, so he would move every now and then, restless.

Hearing Cheng Rong's singing, his eyes could not help but drift away. Cheng Rong lowered his head, smiling sweetly on his face, and even a little bit ashamed...

It's not because of Wen Chengyu, is it? !

This thought hit the big clock in Pan Bo's mind, and the rumbling bell made his ears ring.The last time I saw the picture of Cheng Rong holding Wen Chengyu's neck, it flashed again with a whoosh. Even now that Wen Chengyu suddenly joined the game between the two, Cheng Rong should have just gone up to invite him.

That's right...

Pan Bo suddenly met Wen Chengyu's eyes in the rearview mirror, and he immediately moved away in a panic, pretending to look at the street lights outside the window and the faint shadows on the ground, his mind was full of mud.

What kind of relationship are the two of them?This is the secret that Qiu Jiayi asked him to keep?It seemed that Cheng Rong liked Boss Wen quite a bit, hugging his neck, asking him out, and smiling so happily... What about Boss Wen, what did he think of Cheng Rong?

Is it for fun?or seriously?

Touching on this question, Pan Bo suddenly stopped his extended thoughts and completely let go.The astringent feeling that had appeared before turned up again, and there was a slight bitterness in his mouth...

Wen Chengyu distractedly glanced at Pan Bo several times, but found that he was facing out the window, seemed very unhappy, and even sighed several times.

Wen Chengyu's eyes dimmed.Is it because he opened his mouth that he must come?Could it be that he didn't want to come at all, but because he was his boss, he had to sell his face?

The kind of courage that just blurted out to stop Pan Bo was all taken back at this time.

The three people who had their own thoughts were quickly taken to an alley by the car.After the car was parked, Cheng Rong was the first to jump out of the car, pushed open the wooden door of a courtyard house by the side of the road, and entered.

Wen Chengyu and Pan Bo followed behind, with a distance of two or three people behind, and they also walked in.

A faint jazz music could be heard in the courtyard. There were several big trees planted in the courtyard, and the gloomy black shadows enveloped the entire small courtyard, making it extremely peaceful.Several sets of rattan tables and chairs were placed in the yard, but no one was sitting here.

A gust of cool wind blew, Pan Bo gathered his coat, followed Wen Chengyu's footsteps, and entered a room directly opposite the door through the crack of the door.

The room is much warmer, with a brown-red wooden bar, a wall of wine, and a few tables and chairs.The jazz that I just heard in the yard sounds more charming here, and there is a woman standing behind the bar, which makes this lazy atmosphere even more extreme.

She was wearing a red dress and a leather jacket, her face was bright and her eyes were bright, she was beautiful but not vulgar. At this time, she was shaking up and down with a shaker in her hand, and then she poured light blue into a transparent glass on the bar. of liquid.

Cheng Rong sat on the bar chair, picked up the glass and took a sip hastily, then let out a satisfied sigh.Pan Bo and Wen Chengyu were also sitting next to him, the woman cast a gentle gaze, Wen Chengyu said, "I want lemonade, thank you."

But Pan Bo asked, "Is there any sweeter wine?" He felt the bitterness in his mouth, and wanted to drink some sweet drink to suppress it.

Wen Chengyu couldn't help but said: "Don't use too high a degree, he still has work tomorrow."

The woman nodded knowingly, took a few bottles from the shelf on the wall behind her, and started mixing drinks on her own.

The music was soft but filled the emptiness of the room. The four of them seemed to be at ease without talking. Pan Bo, who had been tense all the time, gradually relaxed.

But the door behind him suddenly slammed, and he turned around suddenly, and saw a man wearing a windbreaker, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and a leather briefcase in his hand.

The pair of phoenix eyes hidden behind the glasses raised slightly, and Pan Bo heard Cheng Rong beside him call out his name: "Sheng Ming!"