After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

As soon as Cheng Jianyu walked to the elevator entrance, a strong and pungent smell of paint entered his nose. At this time of the morning, there used to be the smell of fried dough sticks, buns, soy milk, or the sweet snacks that An An ate.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, the door of the studio was red and dazzled, before he could see it clearly, Chen Kai quickly pushed him into the elevator, "Brother Yu, don't look at it."

"What did you write?" Cheng Jianyu patted his hand comfortingly, turned his head and squinted, and there were four blood-red characters "hypocrisy" written on the wall.

An An sat on the chair by the door and sobbed, out of breath from crying, while Chen Kai blushed and said, "It's like this in the morning, I just asked the security to adjust the surveillance."

People who can do this kind of work will not be afraid of surveillance. Cheng Jianyu walked over and took a closer look. The wall was full of shocking red. The words will be deducted from the paper.

An An took out his mobile phone while crying, sniffling, "I think Mr. Bei did it. Director Liang Qiu posted on Weibo last night because Mr. Bei broke the contract and canceled the cooperation with Mr. Bei's studio, saying that he wanted to cooperate with you But if you don’t want to, recommend friends to watch "Accident at the End of Summer"..."

The compensation from South Carolina Media caused Bei Xinhong to bleed heavily, and his vitality was greatly injured. Several years of work was wasted, and this kind of stillbirth is a taboo in the industry. After this battle, his reputation was ruined. He wrote the script, and he didn't want to offend the mountain of South Carolina media.

Can Bei Xinhong not hate Cheng Jianyu?

If Cheng Jianyu had acted as a good gunner for him, and kept quiet, he wouldn't have come to this point.

Chen Kai took a deep breath, "Brother Yu, you have to be more careful, he is narrow-minded, and now he has broken the hammer of thousands of people, be careful that he jumps over the wall in a hurry."

Cheng Jianyu calmly said "um", scanned the large characters on the wall, and smiled softly, "Today is your holiday, and if you need to call the police, you should find someone to deal with it."

"Don't be angry, he just wrote his name on our wall, and I will handle the rest."

He has seen a lot of people like Bei Xinhong. Once things go wrong, he never reflects on himself and shifts all responsibility to others. No matter what terrible things he has done, he is the most innocent.

This kind of person can't be expected to change, they will be like this for the rest of their lives.

This kind of thing happened, Chen Kai and An An were very upset in the morning, anxious and angry, Cheng Jian Yulai, with a few short words, there was an invisible and calm aura, like a needle that calms the sea, it stabilized their hearts.

No wonder Cheng Jianyu is so respected by director Liang Qiu.

airport.

It rained lightly the next day, and it wasn't too cold in June. Jiang Yan curled his arms, resting his elbows outside the co-pilot's window, and turned his head to look at the exit position casually.

Jiang Shan was dressed beautifully, holding a small powder puff in his hand, while touching up his makeup, he raised his head and glanced at him: "Brother Chao called me and said that you resigned from the management team."

Brother Chao's personality is worrying, but his professional ability is good. He belongs to Moko Media's top management team and has made many people popular. Jiang Yan is his most robust cash cow. The most profitable artist is gone. Brother Chao is in a hurry Going to the doctor indiscriminately, remembering that Jiang Yan has a sister.

"Well, resign, you block his phone." Jiang Yan's voice was cold, unwilling to talk about it.

"You handle your own affairs. I don't like him very much. He is capable, but he is too powerful. I can't understand his attitude towards Jian Yu." Jiang Shan closed the powder puff box and looked in the rearview mirror Jiang Yan in the movie, "You are used to this."

Snobbish people are often very good at adapting to the wind and holding a chicken feather as an arrow. Jiang Yan's attitude towards Cheng Jianyu determines Chao Ge's attitude towards Cheng Jianyu.

Jiang Yan clenched his hand outside the window, turned his head to look at her, "Can you shut up?"

He smoked too much these past few days, his voice was a bit hoarse, with a rustling sound at the end, and Jiang Shan said "tsk", "You should smoke less, I really don't know how Cheng Jianyu can stand you."

"Don't mention him." These three words are like a file, and every time Jiang Yan hears them, he cuts them back and forth in his heart, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Jiang Shan noticed his strangeness, and sighed faintly. From a female perspective, no matter what happened to Cheng Jianyu and her brother, it was her brother's fault.

The driver was Jiang Shan's driver, a handsome guy in his twenties. He suddenly said "ah" in surprise, looked out the window and asked, "Mr. Wen is here."

Because of the rain, the dark floor tiles at the exit were wet, the pedestrians in a hurry stepped on the dirty footprints, and the crowds with umbrellas were crowded and chaotic.

Superior appearance and height are inherited from human genes. This sentence has been verified by Wen Yueming. He is wearing a simple and neat gray light plaid suit imitating wool and fine texture. The sharp, chrome metal-colored suit buttons are not properly buttoned, and the slightly loose buttons have the elegance of an old-school gentleman, looking knowledgeable and intellectually friendly.

A pair of thin glasses on a tall nose bridge, clean and smooth jaw line, eyebrows and Jiang Yan's eyebrows are seven points like Jiang Yan, but compared with Jiang Yan's alienation and indifference, his appearance is more stable, without the slightest frivolity.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed personal assistant opened a retro long-handled black umbrella. He stood under the umbrella with his head down, and walked towards the car step by step. His walking posture was slightly weird, but it didn't affect his calm demeanor. Almost everyone passing by , Some people looked back at him.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back seat door, Wen Yueming bent over and sat in sideways, with a light wooden perfume smell, a kind of book atmosphere.

Jiang Yan and Jiang Shan looked at him together, time treated him favorably, almost nothing had changed over the years, Jiang Shan's eyes were red, and he was breathing uncomfortably. Measure her, with a gentle voice, "Well, the wild girl is more beautiful."

"Little uncle, you haven't changed much. You are as handsome as before." Jiang Shan smiled relaxedly.

Wen Yueming lowered his head and smiled, turned his head to look at Jiang Yan who was sitting in the co-pilot, "Xiao Yan has also grown taller."

Jiang Yan nodded his jaw and smiled softly, "It's 5 centimeters taller than when you left, and it's 186 now."

"It seems that it is useful for you to do more outdoor sports."

"I'm born with the same genetics as you." Jiang Yan looked through the rearview mirror, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the uncle and nephew had a tacit understanding.

"Let me make a call." Wen Yueming took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, with a gentle tone, "Put the luggage in the hotel room, um, the wheelchair is in the back seat, thanks for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, the driver was waiting for the red light, subconsciously turned his head and glanced at his legs, the clean and straight suit pants were taken off, and his right leg was in a stiff posture.

Jiang Shan coughed heavily, and viciously gouged out his eyes.

The driver's face was pale, and he turned his head quickly. Jiang Yan raised his hand and patted him on the back of the head, with a cold voice, "Drive hard, don't look blindly."

This small episode made the harmonious atmosphere in the car stagnant, like a Siberian cold snap, Wen Yueming's legs were a taboo topic, a secret that everyone in the Jiang family knew, but no one in the Jiang family would mention it.

Wen Yueming adjusted his glasses lightly, and looked at the driver half-jokingly, "I have good eyesight. My left leg is Ottobock's power knee, which can assist in daily cuts, except that I can't drive."

At the end of his tone, he sighed regretfully, Jiang Shan and Jiang Yan were slightly startled, not knowing how to respond, worried that words would touch his wound.

There was a moment of silence.

Wen Yueming had a smile in his eyes, and his expression was relaxed, as if he was joking, "Don't be nervous, when I was in the hospital just after pretending, a little boy asked me curiously: "Are you Iron Man? "

"I said 'Iam Iron Man.'"

He deliberately used American pronunciation, which was relaxed and pleasant, and his jokes were cleverly measured.

Some people laugh at themselves in order to wait for other people's rebuttals, but he is not. This is a kind of unrestrained chic, which comes from the self-confidence accumulated over time. This kind of self-confidence adds a special charm to him for no reason, unlike the old-fashioned gentleman who makes people boring and annoying , This is a feeling that makes people feel like spring breeze.

Jiang Yan put both hands in the pockets of the sweater, bowed her head and laughed loosely, Jiang Shan also laughed, she was very happy that the little uncle could really let go of the past, instead of wallowing in pain and being depressed all day long, great, that romantic The handsome, confident and calm little uncle is back.

"Little uncle, what are your plans for returning to China this time?" she asked.

Wen Yueming said unhurriedly: "I have made an appointment with a hospital in Shanghai to take the lead in organizing the research on a variety of immunodeficiency diseases, and we will officially start work tomorrow."

Jiang Yan suddenly said: "You don't need to stay in a hotel, it's very convenient to stay at my house."

Wen Yueming smiled and shook his head, "I've heard that you're in a relationship and have grown to live together. I won't disturb your relationship."

"Let me meet him when you have time. I'm curious what kind of person can capture you."

"If you're free." Jiang Yan turned his head away, looked at the scenery back out of the window, touched the lighter, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and put the hand holding the cigarette outside the window, "He's good at everything, he's all in good shape. It's a treasure."

Although Song Yingfei is quite stupid, but some words are very reasonable. People like Cheng Jianyu are lucky and unlucky to be with him. , already had the best, who can tolerate defective products?

Wen Yueming and Jiang Shan looked at each other. They knew Jiang Yan's temper and character well. If he could say such a thing, he must have fallen into it.

When we arrived at the hotel, Wen Yueming's assistant was already waiting. He opened the trunk and took the suitcase. Wen Yueming opened the umbrella, got out of the car, and looked back at Jiang Shan in the car, with a soft tone, "Introduce me to someone who is familiar with computers. Burn a disc."

"Okay, what do you want to engrave, little uncle?"

The corner of Wen Yueming's mouth was slightly drawn, and he said lightly, "The scenery, the sunrise and sunset in Ethiopia in the past three years, I want to give it to a friend as an apology gift."

Jiang Yan leaned on the co-pilot, brushed the cigarette ash casually, and seemed to smile, "A friend will give this? I think this is my little aunt."

Wen Yueming didn't expect his teasing, the smile on his face faded away, he shook his head, and didn't deny it aloud.