Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Behind Yi Wulan's studio is a villa area. The security of the villa area is good, and the reporter has no way to go in and guard it.

But the studio didn't have a back door, so the two could only open the window.

This is really a wonderful experience. Yi Wulan was not a very well-behaved student when he was in school, and he also jumped over the wall to escape class, but that was seven or eight years ago.

The windows on the second floor are large, and the lawn is soft below. Sheng Ling is tall and has long legs, so he easily climbed down.

Yi Wulan stood by the window and looked down, it wasn't very high.

The rain stopped last night, but the wind has not stopped, and the golden or maple red autumn leaves are swaying in the wind.

Sheng Ling stood below and looked up at him, with a calm voice and a smile: "Come down, I'll catch you."

There is a low gray wall half a person's height behind Mr. Sheng, and in the distance are layers of exquisite villas and falling leaves.

This scene reminded Yi Wulan of the first time he saw Sheng Ling when he was 15 years old. It was also this season, a tall handsome boy in a white shirt, leaning against the wall with a Bluetooth headset listening to songs and reciting words.Looking up, I saw him holding a thick stack of homework books.

He took off one earphone and asked him politely, "Can I help you?"

The get out of class bell jingle, jingle, jingle, usually annoying, but at that moment, it seemed to enter the bottom of Yi Wulan's heart, turning the world upside down.

The feelings of young people are always sincere, I believe that they will be emotional at a glance, and I believe that they will stay together forever.

Yi Wulan smiled lightly, put the windbreaker by the table casually, picked off a rose, sat on the window sill with a smile on her face, and jumped.

The silk shirt was blown up by the wind, and the strong autumn wind brushed his eyebrows and eyes.

The petals of the roses are fluttering, and the rich fragrance is lightly lingering.

Yi Wulan landed firmly next to Sheng Ling. He was not the heroine of a romantic drama or a fragile object that needed protection in his arms.

Handing the rose to Sheng Ling without any hassle, Yi Wulan's eyes curled up: "Boss Sheng is going well today."

People in the design circle basically know that Designer Yi loves roses.

Many people dislike the strong and gaudy fragrance of roses, but Yi Wulan loves this strong and deep beauty, and he can't suppress the beauty of roses.

How many people want to get a rose in the hands of designer Yi, but Yi Wulan never gives it away easily.

Even the classic "Falling Rose" pin, which he designed himself, is a limited edition.

Sheng Ling looked down at Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan was dressed in low-key colors, light gray silk shirt and dark gray trousers, with a bright rose in his hand, obsidian-like eyes filled with warmth mood.

If you must compare Yi Wulan to a season, autumn is indeed the most suitable, unlike summer's overheating, nor winter's coldness, it is fresh and appropriate, with moderate shades.

Everything is just right.

Sheng Ling still took the rose, the thorns on the stem were a little prickly, and the numbness and itchiness penetrated into his heart, a fleeting feeling.

The two successfully escaped from the siege of reporters.

Yi Wulan felt relaxed, and directly booked a flight to Nuancheng.

Sheng Ling still had to go to a meeting.

At ten o'clock, there is a cooperation agreement with Mr. Xiang Jiuming of Mingrui Group.

When we arrived at the meeting place, the meeting was about to start in 10 minutes, and Hutt's assistant followed behind and quickly talked about the main items discussed

This meeting was the first time that Xiang Jiuming and Sheng Ling sat down to discuss cooperation, a large-scale film and television project with an investment of over one billion.

It's not that Sheng Ling can't take it alone, but it's not necessary. The two groups cooperate, which is not only mutually beneficial, but also can share risks.

But the two have always been at odds, plus all kinds of gossip love triangles of rich and powerful families that have been rumored in the past two days.

So people on both sides were very nervous.

I wondered if the two presidents who were originally at odds would terminate their cooperation directly.

When Sheng Ling was about to enter the door, Hutt's assistant looked at the rose in his boss's pocket and hesitated for a while: "Mr. Sheng?"

He pointed: "Would you like roses?"

Bringing a rose to a business meeting is not Sheng Ling's usual style. Sheng Ling has always been serious and serious. Xu Tezhu guessed that Sheng Ling had forgotten the existence of this rose.

Sheng Ling paused, looked down at Rose, and then kept walking: "No need."

The door of the meeting room opened, and Xiang Jiuming was sitting in the front. When he heard the voice, he looked up, and saw the undisguised rose at a glance.

The dark black windbreaker makes the flowers more colorful.

This style is familiar no matter how you look at it.

Xiang Jiuming leaned against the seat, stared at Rose, narrowed his eyes and said sharply: "Mr. Sheng is in a good mood."

Sheng Ling was calm and indifferent: "Thank you."

This sentence almost made Xiang Jiuming choke up his breath.

Xiang Jiuming hated Sheng Ling to such an extent that it had nothing to do with the messy reasons speculated by the media about Sheng Yu and He Shengliang, it was simply that he couldn't get used to it.

I can't get used to Sheng Ling's arrogance and scheming, and I can't get used to Sheng Ling's domineering, obstinate gentleman and politeness as his name suggests.

Now I have to add one more point, I don't think Sheng Ling can own that "rose" with peace of mind.

But commercial interests do not talk about preferences, and personal likes and dislikes do not affect cooperation.

The project funding and the division of powers and responsibilities have been well-established before, and now we only need to wait for the two to finalize the final details.

This is a film and television project with an investment of nearly 11 billion. If the box office cannot exceed 30 billion, it will be considered a loss. Therefore, the control of various risk factors is the primary consideration.

However, the two teams hadn't gotten along well when it came to casting actors. The Mingrui Group asked for big-name actors and popular Xiaosheng Xiaohua, while the people from the Lingxiao Group advocated the use of acting schools.

Naturally, Xiang Jiuming had the same opinion as the project team, and said directly: "Please traffic at least there will be a guaranteed box office. If you don't please traffic, who will bear the responsibility if you lose money?"

The words were so sharp that no one dared to respond.

Sheng Ling half leaned back on the chair, knocking his knuckles on the table: "Mr. Xiang's ambition really amazes Mr. Sheng, investing a billion yuan to only think about securing the box office?"

The project team of Lingxiao Group looked at each other when they heard this, and wanted to laugh.

Turning over a page of the project book, Sheng Ling asked plainly: "I have a question, please answer it to the general manager."

"Mr. Xiang is going to ask Designer Yi to win the cooperation of pheromone perfume. Is it because of roses?"

These words simply made the gossip of the past few days clear.

If Xiang Jiuming really found Yi Wulan because of the perfume cooperation, it must not be because of roses. After all, Yi Wulan's strength as a designer is obvious to all.

But if it wasn't for Xiang Jiuming's cooperation with Yi Wulan on perfume, then why?Because of the love, it is mixed with selfishness.

In this meeting room, there are confidantes who know about Sheng Ling and Yi Wulan's marriage, and they sweat a little when they hear this question.

Xiang Jiuming wasn't angry when he heard this, he just sat up straight and looked at Sheng Ling seriously with peachy eyes.

With a stern aura, Sheng Ling sat quietly and flipped through the project book.

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense.

After a while, Xiang Jiuming suddenly smiled: "Mr. Sheng is right, but I have a request. It doesn't require all the traffic and famous actors, but the leading actor must be a popular actor and actress. That's no problem."

……

At the end of the meeting, neither party had any intention of having lunch.

Xiang Jiuming and Sheng Ling went out together, walked to the door, Xiang Jiuming suddenly said: "Mr. Sheng, strength is important, but 'rose' is also very important. Otherwise, Mr. Sheng would not bring Rose to discuss cooperation today, right?"

"Say hello to Designer Yi for me."

Sheng Ling didn't change his face: "No, he's fine."

Xiang Jiuming narrowed his affectionate eyes: "I thought, with Mr. Sheng's character, he would say bring it for me."

Sheng Ling walked without looking back, his tall and straight figure disappeared into the light outside the door.

Xiang Jiuming smiled when he thought of the dozen or so text messages he had sent to Yi Wulan with no response.

Xiang Jiuming really wanted to win the contract with Yi Wulan.

Not only because of Yi Wulan's strength and some necessary reasons.

There are also some very subtle emotions that prompted him to do this.

As for those subtle emotions, even he, a veteran in love who has always been good at guessing people's hearts, couldn't figure it out for a while.

Yi Wulan was walking along the coast. This was his first time in Nuancheng, and it was completely different from what he had imagined.

The refreshing salty sea breeze has a different taste, and the weather is neither hot nor cold at this time.It is comfortable to walk on the vast seaside in a shirt.There are not too many people, most of them are couples, holding hands and walking on the beach.

The scenery is not very beautiful, even a bit desolate, but the atmosphere is very comfortable.

A couple walked by Yi Wulan, the girl couldn't help but glance at Yi Wulan, the boy squeezed her hand: "What are you looking at? Look at me!"

"Say it like you don't look at beautiful women."

"I don't want to see it, and neither can you."

Just very elementary school students.

Yi Wulan laughed lightly, but he didn't hide it, the couple obviously heard it.

The boy glanced at him, was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly dragged his blushing girlfriend away in embarrassment.

It seems that Nuancheng isn't all a scene, Yi Wulan thinks so.

But soon he gave up his thoughts, because he walked along the coastline for only ten minutes, and arrived at the most distinctive street in Nuancheng, which was said on the Internet.

Yellow and red lights flickered across the street.

It's all bars.

Yi Wulan: ...

The atmosphere of innocence just now was swept away.

Designer Yi browsed the bar street quite skillfully, and found a pleasing small shop at the end of the whole street.

The aesthetics of this store's decoration is more in line with Yi Wulan's taste. It is not decorated with messy neon lights, and the signboard is the word "Crane" made up of bright little stars.

The lighting in the bar is warm but not too dim. The tables and chairs are made of crystal glass, and there are cranes fluttering their wings on the top.

There were also two bodyguards standing at the door.

It looks like it can be played very well.

The price is also worthy of the decoration taste of this bar, and the cheapest glass of wine costs 16888.

Looks like the boss is superstitious.

Yi Wulan ordered a glass of wine, sat at the bar and drank for 10 minutes, then refused three glasses of wine brought over, and two people who struck up a conversation.

Putting down his glass, he was a little helpless.

He deliberately found a shop that seemed to have few people.

The handsome bartender smiled while wiping the glass: "Sir, this is your first time? We usually only have regular customers here."

Yi Wulan was merciless: "It's not easy to have regular customers with your pricing."

The bartender quite agreed: "Designer Yi is right."

Yi Wulan raised her eyebrows and looked over: "You know me?"

The bartender put down the polished glass and sighed: "Designer Yi doesn't remember me? I can firmly engrave Designer Yi in my mind."

"I'm Xue Qiu Xue Yingdi's good friend, I accompanied him to find Designer Yi that day."

"Oh yes, actor Xue Qiu is the owner of this store."

The bartender leaned to the side: "Actor Xue is also here today."

In the shadow of the round bar, Xue Qiu, who was playing with the accordion, leaned out half of his body.

Xue Yingdi let the light fall on himself, and smiled warmly at Yi Wulan: "Designer Yi, long time no see."

"Thanks to Designer Yi's appreciation, there is no charge for drinks."

The author has something to say: the second "green hat" is on the way, guess how many "green hats" Designer Yi will wear to Gong before the divorce?

感谢在2019-12-2821:35:33~2019-12-2921:41:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Jhin 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qiantanle;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Xiaoweiqi; 10 bottles of Zijian; 1 bottle of Naihe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!