Slag Gong Revenge Plan [Rebirth]

Chapter 11

Aimee looked serious: "I love work, work makes me happy. Mr. Shen's determination is my determination, and your brilliance shines on the earth!"

"...the sun tells you to retreat now."

***

The site was set up yesterday, and when Shen Zhuo arrived, the staff was preparing for the final safety check.

Aimee has already confirmed with the producer the time and content of Shen Zhuo's speech. As soon as Shen Zhuo walked backstage, the chief director who was discussing with other people saw him.

"Mr. Shen! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Director Yu stopped talking with others, walked towards Shen Zhuo, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen came so early, some of them are not ready yet."

Shen Zhuo spent a lot of money this time. Anyway, it’s not his own money that doesn’t feel bad when he spends it. With a big wave of his hand, from the director to the producer, from the judges to the guests and abbots, to the publicity and the navy, in short, everything that "Dingcheng" can use All the working capital is here.

Director Yu's full name is Yu Linjiang. He is one of the top directors in China. He is very young and has a unique painting style. As a director with good looks but no integrity, his popularity is not much different from that of an artist. He can be called a mudslide in the circle of directors.

Shen Zhuo lobbied several times, and finally took advantage of Wen Pei's face and invited his team to be the chief planner of this audition final.

"I'm nervous too." Shen Zhuo smiled sincerely, stepped forward to hold Director Yu's hand, "I can't sit still in the office, so I might as well come and see it earlier."

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's fine!" Brother Yu Linjiang put Shen Zhuo's shoulders on his shoulders, "I will definitely make this event lively for you, so that Boss Shen is worthy of the price you paid."

The smile on Shen Zhuo's face was inconvenient, and he thought about the price that director Yu wanted for this performance in his mind, feeling his heart was bleeding.

"Then I'll wait and see." Shen Zhuo put down Yu Linjiang's arm with a smile on his face, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Maybe we can start on time as scheduled."

Yu Linjiang threw a small bound book to Shen Zhuo from a chair placed diagonally on the side: "The general process, I also put your speech in it, it starts on time at two o'clock in the afternoon and ends at five o'clock, do you want to praise me?" ?”

"My director Yu is amazing." Shen Zhuo flipped through the plan, he did it very meticulously, and there was nothing to add.

Yu Linjiang bent the corners of his eyes and smiled extravagantly, picked up the phone and shook it at Shen Zhuo, and saw that there was no one around: "Then after tonight is over, don't forget to send me the photos of Wen Pei's naked buttocks when he was young!"

Shen Zhuo almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva, "Wait, isn't it a childhood photo?"

"Oh, Pei Pei told me that you had photos of his naked ass, so I changed my mind." Yu Linjiang put away his phone, relaxed his chin, turned around and left Shen Zhuo with a pair of slacks full of conspiracy back view.

"..."

***

Around noon, Aimee came over from the company and packed a lunch for Shen Zhuo by the way.

When he opened the door and came in, Shen Zhuo was sitting in front of the computer and scrolling through Weibo, while grabbing chopsticks and leisurely eating the boxed lunch that the studio provided for the staff.

"Come?" Shen Zhuo raised his head from the lunch box, took out a piece of paper from the paper box and wiped his mouth.Looking at the lunch box Aimee was carrying, he swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile, "You brought your own lunch?"

Aimee felt like a Japanese dog in her heart, and put the lunch box aside: "I originally bought it for Mr. Shen, but now I decided to eat it myself."

Shen Zhuo waved his hand generously: "Eat, eat, go to the auditorium with me after dinner, it's almost two o'clock, and it is estimated that it will start in a while."

He has never been very picky about his diet. He used to suffer too much, but now he thinks that he can eat enough.

Shen Zhuo put down his lunch box and flipped through Weibo again. The navy had already made the audition a hot topic, and many normal viewers left messages.

Just about to get up, the phone suddenly rang, took out the phone and looked, it was Su Jingcheng calling.

Shen Zhuo frowned, hesitated for a while, and picked it up anyway, saying with a smile: "Boss Su, good afternoon."

"Where is the venue for your finals?" Su Jingcheng seemed to have just woken up, his voice was still vague and vague, and it seemed to be the unique lingering between lovers.

Shen Zhuo was stunned: "What's wrong in Xiyuan Stadium?"

"Well, that's a good place." There was a rustling voice from Su Jingcheng's side, as if he had lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I remember it started in the afternoon? What time?"

"Two o'clock..."

"Understood, leave me a seat next to you, I'll wait."

Hanging up the phone quickly, Shen Zhuo stood there silent for a while, the expression on his face was neither happy nor unhappy.

Aimee looked at the side for a while, lowered her voice and asked, "Did Su call?"

"Yeah." Shen Zhuo put his phone in his pocket, and his whole body paused for a few seconds as if the pause button was pressed, before returning to his original gentle expression, "I'll go over and make arrangements first, come back after you finish your meal, Not in a hurry."

Shen Zhuo threw the rest of the box lunch into the trash can, took a wet towel and wiped his hands, then changed into his suit, stood up, and prepared to go out.

"Boss Shen." Aimee called him from behind.

"Ok?"

"We all believe that one day you will lead us to the best position, 'Ding Cheng' will be the best entertainment company." Aimee pointed two fingers at Shen Zhuo, "Our school professor said, as long as you If you are strong enough, you don’t have to be afraid of external forces, we support you.”

Shen Zhuo glanced at Aimee, and suddenly smiled: "You little girl, what's going on in your head all day, it's not as complicated as you think, hurry up and eat, and come and work hard for me after dinner."

Opening the door of the lounge and closing it again, the dull closing of the door seemed to hit Shen Zhuo's heart heavily, a little sore, but in the final analysis it will not hurt.

Maybe he doesn't know what pain is anymore.

The corridor was carpeted, and the leather shoes stepped on it without making any sound. The staff around him walked past him in twos and threes. Only he seemed to be silent in a completely silent world, running forward infinitely.

Everyone thought that he had dedicated himself to the "Ding Cheng" and that he was the only one who died.

But "Ding Cheng" was just the initial tool for him to repay Su Jingcheng.

The greatest splendor in this world is that the fireworks bloom in an instant and then wither.

He wanted the "Dingcheng" to go to glory in his hands, and to return from a disastrous defeat in the heyday of funds full of trust.

This is the best springboard.

It is also the most tragic declaration of war.

Shen Zhuo finally walked out of the long corridor. He stood at the entrance of the auditorium and looked up at the high stage.

Those few steps are the distance between ordinary people and the entertainment industry.

It is also the gap between him and Su Jingcheng that can no longer be bridged.

"Mr. Shen, why are you standing here? We're about to start. Let's sit down together?"

Another small investor just came over from the outside, stood beside Shen Zhuo and said.

Shen Zhuo came back to his senses, quickly adjusted his expression, and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, welcome, I'll wait for Director Su to come over here, please first."

Mr. Li seemed a little surprised: "Su Dong wants to come here in person?"

"Yes, he just has time today." Shen Zhuo said with a smile, "The sponsor's seat is over there. I'll find someone to take you there."

"Oh...Okay, I'll say hello when Chairman Su comes." Mr. Li thanked Shen Zhuo politely, and left with Miss Manners.

***

The temperature in early autumn, the sun is still high, there is not much vegetation in front of the gymnasium, the sun is shining golden on the ground, it looks uncomfortably hot.

Shen Zhuo sent a text message to Su Jingcheng before, asking him to avoid the crowd and come in directly through the back door.

So Su Jingcheng directly asked the driver to send him to the back door of the gymnasium, got out of the car, and saw Shen Zhuo wearing a silver-gray suit from afar, standing upright in the bright sunlight, like a tree that refused to bend .

I don't know how long I stood there.

Shen Zhuo counted the time. In his previous life plus this life, he and Su Jingcheng had been in the same bed for so many years. What did Su Jingcheng do when he woke up?

Then he timed himself in the sun.

"Won't you find a shady place and wait?" Su Jingcheng subconsciously raised his hand to touch Shen Zhuo's face. His skin is thin, and his original complexion turned pink after a while in the sun. It felt warm and greasy to the touch, and he couldn't help it. I touched it twice.

"It's okay." Shen Zhuo shuddered from being touched, pulled Su Jingcheng's hand, looked around, and gave him a slight glare, "In public, don't move around."

Su Jingcheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, as if he just realized that it was outside, and said nonchalantly: "No one will take pictures, it's fine if they take pictures."

"One more thing is worse than one less thing." Shen Zhuo stepped back a little, opened the distance a little, and said to Su Jingcheng with a smile, "Let's go, it starts in 5 minutes, and the seats are all arranged."

Su Jingcheng followed behind Shen Zhuo like a master, watching Shen Zhuo greet people from both sides along the way, the smile on his face seemed endless, his face became darker and darker, and he finally walked to a place where no one was there , grabbing Shen Zhuo: "Why are you so affectionate with the staff?"

"Intimacy?" Shen Zhuo struggled and did not break free. Su Jingcheng has practiced free fighting, so he is naturally not as strong as Su Jingcheng, so he sighed helplessly, "They are all staff members who serve the stage. Do I have to hold on tight? face?"

"The general manager should also be a bit airy, so that they can convince you."

Su Jingcheng pressed Shen Zhuo between his arm and the wall, and taught him personally.

"Okay, okay, what Su Dong said is right." Although there is no one in this place now, Shen Zhuo was afraid that someone would come and see him later, so he said in a panic, "Let go of me first, please, someone will come later."

Su Jingcheng finally let go of his hand.

Shen Zhuo finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and grabbed Su Jingcheng's arm: "Let's go, it's embarrassing to enter after a while."

***

The two finally sat down at the opening time. Just as they sat firmly on the chairs, the headlights above their heads went out, leaving only the colorful lights of the stage.

Su Jingcheng crossed Erlang's legs and leaned on the back of the chair, and flipped through the general process plan that was handed to him just now: "You invited Yu Linjiang to be the chief director?"

"Huh? Hmm."

Shen Zhuo was looking at the lighting effects of the stage, and didn't pay much attention to Su Jingcheng. He asked curiously when he heard his question, "You know him too?"

"Third Uncle said that a while ago, the stage said that he intended to find him as the chief director of the Lantern Festival, but he rejected it." Su Jingcheng seemed very interested, "How did you find him?"

Shen Zhuo naturally knew who Su Jingcheng was referring to as the third uncle. Among the three sons behind his grandfather, Su Jingcheng's father was the second, and the eldest and third child all followed his father's path. Only Su Jingcheng's father insisted on going into business, but it was still a breakthrough. out.

This is also the reason why Su Jingcheng's career in business is so smooth, it is different from other people after all.

Shen Zhuo was not very good at answering this question, he couldn't say that he used his friend's childhood soap to trade YP illegally... While hesitating, Su Jingcheng asked again.

"I have a friend who knows him, and the relationship is quite good." Shen Zhuo replied seriously with his face unchanged, and then added, "The price offered is also very sincere."

"Well," Su Jingcheng closed the plan, casually grabbed Shen Zhuo's hand and played with it in his palm, "Tomorrow, let the finance department transfer some funds to 'Dingcheng'."

The palms were pressed together, Shen Zhuo's hand was still cool, but Su Jingcheng's was very warm, the heat from the palm was transmitted to Shen Zhuo, making Shen Zhuo feel like an electric current passed through the blood vessels to the heart.

It hurts badly.

"It doesn't take much..." Shen Zhuo wanted to pull his hand out, but Su Jingcheng didn't intend to let go, he resisted for a moment, Shen Zhuo compromised, and he let go, "Ding Cheng will return the funds after the audition. "

"I know."

Su Jingcheng did not change his mind. Under the dark stage, he finally let go of his hand, and in the next second he groped towards the position under Shen Zhuo's waist, until finally he was precisely caged in a sensitive and unspeakable position.

Then he rubbed it lightly and quickly twice.

"You——!" Shen Zhuo never thought that Su Jingcheng would play hooligans on him in an environment of so many people, he didn't even realize what happened just now, until he was provoked by the savvy, he froze. In situ, almost jumped up.

"Don't move." Su Jingcheng's other hand went around Shen Zhuo's shoulder, covered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's all for rewarding you, huh?"

Although the auditorium has turned off the lights, this location is very close to the stage.

It's only one minute before two o'clock. Once the hosts on the stage come out, if they look down carefully, they can definitely see the strange movements of the two of them.

Before Shen Zhuo was about to lose his temper, Su Jingcheng finally let go of the hand that blocked his mouth, and the lower hand was obediently put back in its original place, looking suave and suave, like an extremely elegant elite.

Shen Zhuo scolded countless words of "fucking shit" in his heart, but because he couldn't get angry in front of others, he looked at the seat next to him guilty, and then moved out, deciding to stay away from Su Jingcheng.

It's two o'clock.

Before the host stepped onto the stage, the webcast started simultaneously.

Shen Zhuo's cell phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, he took it out and unlocked the lock screen, it was a new text message.

Su Jingcheng was also flipping through his phone at the side, seemingly not paying attention to Shen Zhuo's side.

Shen Zhuo withdrew his gaze, opened the text message, the message was very short, only one sentence.

"I agree. - Bai Siqi"

The author has something to say: [The background of this article is all fictional, and all knowledge about the entertainment industry is fabricated, without a prototype. 】

Don't scold Shen Zhuo... The baby is miserable, but she is actually a good person.

Isn’t Su slag very scum(?﹃?)

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