Qianzhou

"Headwind" started to be released, and the publicity and distribution expenses allocated by Huaxing were only enough to manage some of the theaters' film arrangements, and other expenses such as ground promotional materials and program promotions were covered by He Yan himself.

I didn’t feel like spending other people’s money on publicity in the past, but now if it wasn’t for He Yan’s economy class, Ye Congzhou promised to let him take the economy class, and all the star-rated suites in the hotel in the past were replaced by ordinary rooms. A single team can save nearly one million in food, clothing, housing and transportation during the publicity period.

Not to mention other work, Ye Congzhou can use his friendship to use his friendship, and he can do his best to help others if he can open his eyes to help others. After the publicity is over, he has saved more than 300 million yuan in expenses compared with Huaxing's expectation last year. The publicity effect It is far beyond Huaxing.

"Headwind" can be regarded as He Yan's debt to China Star, and now not only has the debt been repaid, but it has also earned hundreds of millions more at the box office.He Zhiqiu felt that the time was ripe, and took Ye Congzhou to the industrial park in the west district of Fengcheng.He walked into an office building with ease.

He Zhiqiu turned on the projection that occupied one wall, asked Ye Congzhou to watch a video, and asked him directly, "I invite you with the greatest sincerity, would you like to follow me?"

Ye Congzhou had a premonition, he said lightly: "Of course I want to follow Mr. He."

In He Zhiqiu's view, Ye Congzhou followed him as a matter of course, but as the boss, he had to give enough face in terms of form.

"I submitted my resignation to Zhu Xiu yesterday. I have to take He Yan away, but his contract with Huaxing has not yet expired, so we need to be prepared for this battle."

Ye Congzhou recalled his previous life, and he instantly understood why He Zhiqiu would suddenly take the contract and force him to leave He Yan.At that time, Jiang Fu returned to Huaxing, and He Zhiqiu was suppressed. If he wanted to establish his own family, He Yan was the biggest bargaining chip in his hand.Whether it was a public relations battle with China Star, or for He Yan's future career, he had to make a complete break between He Yan and Ye Congzhou, lest the existence of Ye Congzhou, who is also a star, become a deadly bomb.

As for now, Ye Congzhou is not an artist. In He Zhiqiu's eyes, if He Yan is willing, it doesn't matter even if he and Ye Congzhou are in love for the rest of their lives.What's more, he is currently short of major generals. Ye Congzhou is worth a Huaxing employee of a department. Of course, he has to be recruited under his command.

It is not uncommon for entertainment stars to terminate their contracts early, but some can get away peacefully, while others suffer from both sides.It all depends on the ability of the artist team.

Even if He Zhiqiu wants to deal with it in a low-key manner, it is impossible for Huaxing to quietly let him take away the current first brother.

Fortunately, He Yan's character is fairly upright, and he didn't leave any fatal clues behind, so black rumors would not fly all over the sky as soon as he proposed to terminate the contract.However, the easiest and least costly way to spread rumors in the entertainment industry is the relationship between men and women.Anonymous rumors on various forums can be trending the next day, and after a few months, the rumors made become real black stories about a certain star.

Where there is a lot of money and beauties, personal relationships are bound to be promiscuous. This is almost the basic understanding of ordinary people in the entertainment industry, so no matter how unbelievable celebrity adultery is, people will believe it when they tell it.

In addition, He Yan doesn't look ascetic, if it is said that he lost his virginity in his twenties and has only slept with one person until now, I am afraid no one will believe it.On the contrary, if it is said that he has talked with five or six girlfriends in college, and which female celebrities he has dated after becoming popular the year before last, he does not even need to make up the details, and [-]% of people will believe it when it comes out.

Ye Congzhou didn't care about such revelations at all. After all, as long as celebrities are not morally tainted by cheating and cheating, no matter how many love histories they have, they are all gossip.At most, for some young fans, it broke their imagination of stars being clean and pure, and then they turned black.

The public relations battle was in full swing, and He Zhiqiu led the team to work overtime day and night. Maybe he didn't pay attention to the temperature changes recently, and fell ill a few days later.

So most of the work was controlled by Ye Congzhou. After two days of busy work, He Zhiqiu called Ye Congzhou to go to his house and bring all the materials.

Ye Congzhou put down the phone and clasped his fingers unconsciously on the table.Perhaps because he has always lived in the entertainment industry where profit is the top priority, He Zhiqiu never confuses private life with work. He has always clearly separated what is a work relationship and what is a personal relationship.Ye Congzhou has been with him for these years, and finally he can rest assured that he can go to his house.

He Zhiqiu's home has a simple style, with large areas of black and white, and the only bright spot is a set of ginger sofa.

After Ye Congzhou entered the door, he didn't take a special look at it, but went directly to the coffee table, took out all the materials and put them in front of He Zhiqiu, explaining the work he had deployed in detail.He Zhiqiu was still on an IV with his left hand, and he spoke in a thick nasal voice.The two were chatting when a young man in a wheelchair appeared in the living room.

He Zhiqiu raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Wake up?"

The young man nodded, and his eyes fell on Ye Congzhou.

He Zhiqiu: "This is my employee. Cong Zhou, this is Wu Yi, the son of Wu Chongzhao."

Ye Congzhou was stunned. He once heard Wu Chongzhao mention his son proudly, saying that he was a student from an Ivy League school, filial, sensible, handsome and sunny.

But the young man in front of him was pale and thin, with no expression on his face, and he was completely different from what Wu Chongzhao described.

Ye Congzhou greeted him politely. When they met for the first time, he couldn't stare at people, so he sat back and reported to He Zhiqiu.

It wasn't until He Zhiqiu recovered from his illness that he returned to work at the company that Ye Congzhou found an opportunity to ask him, "Why does Wu Yi need a wheelchair?"

He Zhiqiu: "I broke my leg during my graduation trip and delayed the best treatment period, so it is very troublesome to treat now. I have invited domestic experts all over the place. If the treatment does not work, I will go to Germany."

Ye Congzhou silently calculated that it should have happened last year.

Ye Congzhou tentatively said, "He doesn't seem to be in a good state of mind either."

He Zhiqiu: "The young man was just at the time when he was proud and arrogant. He suddenly fell and became disabled. No one could stand it. If I hadn't gone to the United States to bring him back, he wouldn't know how to torture himself."

Ye Congzhou returned to his office, turned on the computer and searched frantically.He remembered that he accidentally fell while practicing dancing in his previous life. He didn't know why he couldn't heal it. Later, when he was attending a certain ceremony in a wheelchair, he happened to be sitting with a famous athlete. A Russian orthopedic expert he knew introduced him to him, and Ye Congzhou flew to Russia for treatment. The effect was really good, and he recovered after three months.

He still remembers that when he went for treatment, the doctor blamed him for not taking the plane, because the high-altitude pressure would aggravate his injury, which was not conducive to treatment.

It's a pity that at the current time, that athlete has not yet won the world championship, that is, he has not yet made a name for himself.In addition, his name is ordinary, and he searched the Internet for various news about people with the same name, but he couldn't get any information at all.

As for the Russian expert, Ye Congzhou now has neither his contact information, nor can he remember the name of the other party, and if no one introduces him, he can't meet anyone at all.

After thinking about it, Ye Congzhou decided to go to Beijing. Since it is for athletes, there must be other athletes who know about him.

Now that He Zhiqiu is busy, Ye Congzhou asked for leave, but he directly rejected it.

Ye Congzhou: "I know that there is a Russian orthopedic expert with excellent medical skills, but he usually only treats athletes' injuries. When I went to Beijing, I wanted to go to the General Administration of Sports to contact him through athletes and ask him to come to Fengcheng to treat Wu Yi's legs. Wu Yi has already After delaying for so long, there is more hope for the treatment one day earlier."

He Zhiqiu was very surprised, Ye Congzhou only saw Wu Yi once, why did he care so much about him?

Ye Congzhou: "I... I heard Wu Chongzhao mentioned his son, and I feel it's a pity now."

Of course Ye Congzhou can't go into details, he knows that he is repaying the debt, and he can't make up for the past, but no matter what difficulties Wu Yi encounters, as long as he has a way, he has to help, although even if he helps, it can't erase him. Had the idea of ​​"killing someone".

He has done wrong things, and no matter how many right things he does, it is not a reason to offset.He just felt that he should do it, he had to do it.

If Wu Yi can be cured, of course He Zhiqiu will fully support him, but now that He Yan's termination of the contract has not yet been settled, it is the time when there is no shortage of people.

"What about He Yan? You don't care about him?"

The corners of Ye Congzhou's lips pursed slightly, "There are priorities, and with Mr. He here, there will be no problem."

He Zhiqiu smiled lightly: "It's not that I can't distinguish between the serious and the serious, it's just that He Yan has finished the project in the past two days. If he comes back and finds out that you ignored him for helping others, he will blow up my newly rented office building."

Ye Congzhou’s trip to Beijing was full of ups and downs. As an ordinary person, it was impossible for him to enter the General Administration to meet athletes casually. Later, he had no choice but to get acquainted with a sports reporter through his relationship, and followed him to interview well-known and unknown athletes, team doctors and coaches. There are also various leaders. Ye Congzhou asked all over, but no one knew any Russian experts.

It was only then that Ye Congzhou remembered that the athlete who told him the Russian expert did not belong to the General Administration at all, but had already left the system and competed in his own name.

Then his doctor resources may all be his personal contacts, and it is normal that no one in the General Administration knows.

In this way, Ye Congzhou had to start with Russian athletes.He also remotely asked He Zhiqiu for a few more days off, and after getting an expedited visa, he went to Russia with the foreign correspondents.

Heaven paid off, and Ye Congzhou finally saw this famous doctor again after arriving in Russia for a week.He once asked He Zhiqiu to send all of Wu Yi's medical records to himself. After reading the medical records, the doctor frowned and thought for a long time, and finally told Ye Congzhou through an interpreter that it can be cured, but it is expensive and time-consuming.

Ye Congzhou was overjoyed, and immediately said that money is not a problem, nor is time.

So that night, the doctor followed Ye Congzhou back to China and went to Fengcheng for Wu Yi's first consultation.

He Zhiqiu arranged a bedroom for Wu Yi at home that was exactly the same as a senior ward, with all kinds of medical equipment.Ye Congzhou and He Zhiqiu stood outside the door, pacing back and forth and waiting.

After more than an hour, the doctor's assistant invited them into the bedroom.

Experts gave a six-month recovery plan and asked Wu Yi to be sent to Russia after three months.

Ye Congzhou finally breathed out the breath he held for so long.

After leaving He Zhiqiu's house, Ye Congzhou went straight home by car.When they arrived at the entrance of the community, the driver called a few times but did not hear anything. Looking back, Ye Congzhou fell asleep with his head tilted.

He was so tired that he could hear the driver's voice, but he didn't want to move at all.

The driver got out of the car, opened the rear door, and pushed him gently, "Hi, you're home!"

Ye Congzhou stared at his home, which was brightly lit.He reached out to touch the phone in his pocket, pressed a series of numbers with his eyes closed, and put it to his ear.

"He Yan...I can't walk anymore...you come pick me up..."

The driver was stunned and didn't hear what Ye Congzhou said. He wondered if he was asleep or in a coma!

The driver walked around the door twice and decided to call the police. He couldn't afford it if something happened to the passenger in his car.

Just as he took out his mobile phone, a tall man wearing sunglasses and a mask ran towards him. The driver trembled, thinking he was being robbed.But the man walked around him to the car door, carried the person in the back seat out with great care, and said to the driver, "Thank you."

Then he carried the person away.

Ye Congzhou slept very soundly in He Yan's arms, and he couldn't hear any movement in his ears after entering the elevator.He Yan carried him into the house, Ye Congzhou was full of dust all the way, He Yan wanted to take a bath for him, but it was obvious that he was in a deep sleep and couldn't bear to disturb him, so he put him on the bed, took off his coat, and hugged him into his arms.

Ye Congzhou never wanted to be hugged and slept face to face by He Yan. Whenever He Yan opened his eyes, he saw Ye Congzhou's back.

But tonight, maybe Ye Congzhou was too tired, or maybe it was because He Yan was hooping his body before going to bed. When He Yan woke up in the morning, he saw Ye Congzhou curled up in his arms with a rosy face and shallow breathing.

He Yan looked at his sleeping face, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and couldn't help but gently kissed his forehead.

At this touch, Ye Congzhou frowned slightly, and opened his eyes a few seconds later.

He Yan: "Sorry, I woke you up."

Ye Congzhou blinked slowly, looking at the stubble on He Yan's chin. He still remembered that when he met He Yan from this perspective, he always had the illusion that he couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present, but now when he opened his eyes, he could clearly see He felt that it was many years ago, in his apartment, and the person in front of him was the original He Yan in his memory.

There was no betrayal, no pain, no death between them.

Ye Congzhou stretched his waist: "I should have woken up, I have never slept so deeply."

He Yan: "I haven't seen you sleep like this before. At first glance, you seem to be in a coma."

Ye Congzhou rubbed his head, he seemed to be broken from drinking, and suddenly he couldn't remember what he did or where he went before he woke up.

He Yan: "You came back from your fourth uncle's house."

Ye Congzhou said lazily: "Yes..."

He Yan sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, picked up Ye Congzhou and lay on his chest, rubbing his temples with both hands.

After a long time, Ye Congzhou finally came to his senses. He bent his lips and asked, "Have you bombed He Zhiqiu's office building?"

He Yan smiled, pinched Ye Congzhou's ears, "It's bombed, you are unemployed now, and you can only follow me to work in the film crew."

Ye Congzhou laughed.

He Yan stopped massaging, hugged Ye Congzhou and moved up, wrapped him in his arms, kissed his forehead sideways, and then moved down to kiss his nose and lips, and said softly: "The one who was there last year When you were so sick, I knew it was because of Wu Chongzhao. You have your own logic of grievances and grievances that I don’t understand in your head, and you feel that you owe Wu Chongzhao, right?”

Ye Congzhou nodded slightly.

He Yan stroked his temples with his hands, and said with a smile, "Then do what you think is right, I'm your man, of course I'm going to follow you, and I'll always support you."

Listening to his words, Ye Congzhou raised his eyelids to give him a roll of his eyes, but there was still a smile on his lips.He Yan immediately took an inch, turned over and pushed the man down on the bed.