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

Cheng Jianyu frowned, not just sitting on the ground and raising the price, it was a big mouth, 500 million to buy the copyright of a work is not a high price in the industry, but for the popular big IP, "The Cloud Chasing the Moon" is a little-known work, dare to open it The offer of 500 million yuan was clearly determined that they needed the copyright.

He wiped his hands, picked up his phone and went back to the living room, sat on the sofa and sent a message to An An. The person in charge of XX station is not a fool. Now that the film and television industry is in the cold winter, investment hot money has ebbed significantly, and the entire film and television environment is not very good , Those who can sell the copyright are eager to sell. The reason why XX Station does the opposite is undoubtedly for profit. There is a high probability that someone has paid a higher price. XX Station regards "The Cloud Chasing the Moon" as a golden egg. The two bids and took the opportunity to earn pens.

Cheng Jianyu’s money did not come from strong winds. The sum of the two works signed recently was less than 250 million, and he could not afford the copyright of this book even if the price exceeded the budget. If the price exceeded the budget, he could only choose to give up.

The next morning, Cheng Jianyu went out to work. The neighbors across the street were a young couple who were working in a nearby office building. He happened to meet him a few times in the elevator. He was usually as busy as a spinning top and stayed away from home, so I didn’t have a deep impression. Today, the door was wide open. , the moving company is moving out boxes of packed luggage.

In the room, the husband wiped his sweat from the side of his head. Seeing him walking over beaming, he took out a handful of colorful candies from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Eat some candies to be happy."

Cheng Jianyu took an orange-flavored one symbolically, and said politely and distantly, "Congratulations on the housewarming."

"Hi! I'm quite used to living here, and I never planned to move." The man complained in a tone, but his face was smiling, and the corners of his brows and eyes couldn't hide his complacency. There are too many of them. I want to wait a few months before moving. The buyer can’t wait. They bought us a set nearby, with a complete set of home appliances. We can move in today. Otherwise, I really can’t bear it. here."

Cheng Jianyu obviously didn't intend to continue listening, and smiled politely. The man wasn't addicted to showing off enough, and chattered endlessly: "I heard that they bought it as a school district house, and there are all school district houses around here. Let's award it to our family. The minds of rich people really don’t understand.”

"Congratulations." Cheng Jianyu was not very good at this kind of flattery, so he turned and left indifferently after finishing these two words.

When he arrived at the company, An An was frowning and was on the phone at the front desk. She hadn't had time to put on her makeup. She talked intermittently for a while, and finally hung up the phone with a sad face.

"Brother Yu, it's over."

Cheng Jianyu put the milk tea in his hand on the table, and said in a calm voice, "I can't finish it, drink some milk tea and talk slowly."

An'an sucked milk tea and gritted her teeth, "XX station has already set the copyright of "The Cloud Chasing the Moon". Now it is in the negotiation stage, and it sold for 400 million. They offered 500 million just to tease us! It's not sincere at all. Want to do business."

"Which company bought it from?"

An An looked down at the notepad, "It seems to be Zhou's group, that Zhou's Internet finance company, it's really strange, a financial company, what's the copyright of buying books?"

Cheng Jianyu was not surprised at all. Zhou Jueqing seemed to like this book very much. He leaned half against the front desk, bowed his head and smiled calmly, "You don't have to worry about standing here. You can try to contact the author. Since he knows me, Ask him if he wants to meet with me."

"Okay." An'an turned on the computer and quickly went online to contact Little Carp.

Cheng Jianyu was not distracted by this matter. The most urgent task was to complete Xitang's customized script for Lin Zhao. There was one thing that made Lin Zhao right. The entertainment page of the news software occasionally sees Lin Zhao's face. Whether an idol can be popular is not only necessary for good looks, but also depends on luck.

Lin Zhao is lucky, this year's draft is hardly comparable to his popularity, and within two months, he will stand out and squeeze out a place in this traffic circle dominated by heroes.

Cheng Jianyu sincerely wishes the clients success in their careers.

In the afternoon, he received a message from Wen Yueming, asking if he was free in the evening, and invited him to come home to taste the few dishes he had just learned. His colleagues from the hospital would also come, so don't mind.

Cheng Jianyu is very happy, very satisfied with the current situation of getting along with Wen Yueming, friends are more than lovers, such a relationship will not end without a problem, and no one will be hurt.

Wen Yueming is still the elegant and elegant gentleman in memory, but he is no longer the young man who can be desperate.

That's good.

People who know how to eat and love to eat often have good cooking skills. They know what temperature, ingredients, and cooking methods should be used for each ingredient to preserve the original taste of the ingredients. Wen Yueming is an outstanding diner and a chef. stand out.

A few simple home-cooked dishes, so exquisitely presented that they can be photographed in hotel advertisements, are steaming and served on the table, and paired with red wine, it can be regarded as a perfect match.

Three or four of Wen Yueming's colleagues came, the interns under him, and everyone tasted red wine. !"

"Doctor Wen's hands are so steady, and he is a Michelin-starred chef." Someone took over the conversation.

A boy held red wine in one hand and a mobile phone in the other. He stood up and changed angles around to take a small video. "Michelin-starred dishes are not as many as Dr. Wen's. The dishes are not enough to fit my teeth."

Cheng Jianyu ate slowly while listening, looked up, Wen Yueming was looking at him across the dining table, the two looked at each other and smiled, naturally.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone breaks the calm. This version of the popular "Domino" is a cover version. The voice of the singing man is low, clean and transparent, with a natural and fresh tone, mixed with a unique atmosphere, The recognizability is very high.

Accompanied by the ringing of the bell was a boy's scream, Cheng Jianyu's shoulders suddenly felt cold, from the neck to the chest, the pure white T-shirt was stained with deep red, and the strong smell of red wine hit the face, and the wet thin shirt stuck to his body.

The boy holding the mobile phone seemed to be holding a piece of hot potato. He quickly glanced at Cheng Jianyu's expression, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." and hung up in a hurry. Everyone knows about Cheng Jianyu and Jiang Yan, and several colleagues discussed it in private No matter what, Jiang Yan couldn't be mentioned at dinner today, so as not to make Dr. Wen's friend unhappy. I didn't expect it to be the phone ringtone that Jiang Yan sang.

Cheng Jianyu turned his head, the boy blushed, and looked at him awkwardly, the atmosphere on the table froze instantly, everyone was looking at him, Cheng Jianyu felt helpless, chuckled and shook his head, "You didn't mean it."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Yueming stood up with his shirt rolled up on his arms, "Do you mind changing my clothes?"

Cheng Jianyu couldn't go home with wet clothes on, so he nodded and stood up, only to realize that the red wine had soaked the jeans into small pieces, and it seemed that the pants had to be replaced by Wen Yueming's.

Wen Yueming obviously thought about him, instead of wearing the exquisite daily clothes, he found a set of casual clothes, a black T-shirt and dark suit pants, Cheng Jianyu put on the T-shirt, slowly stretched the front of his clothes, and looked at the transparent mirror in the bathroom.

The scent of mint laundry fragrance left on the clothes was refreshing but not pungent. He subconsciously raised his arm and sniffed it. Wen Yueming's usual wooden perfume was subtle and inaudible. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was doing. My heart was pounding.

He wasn't as calm as he thought he was.

Cheng Jianyu took a deep breath, threw the changed clothes into the washing machine, patted his face lightly, and reminded himself not to think about it. He had heard the song that Jiang Yan sang many times. He simply appreciated the beauty of art. Jiang Yan belonged to God The kind of person who appreciates food, his voice is the best musical instrument, clean and clear, mixed with just the right amount of emotion, every word is like pearls and jade, which makes people have to be impressed.

If Jiang Yan can be normal and polite when we meet next time, he will try to persuade him to smoke less, thinking it is for the art of music.

Such a talent, it would be a pity if she couldn't sing in the future.

Cheng Jianyu drove here today, and dropped two interns home on the way. The boy just sat in the co-pilot and apologized vigorously. Cheng Jianyu said calmly: "The song is very good, and it's okay."

Wen Yueming handed over the mess to the dishwasher, changed into comfortable home clothes, and took out this English novel from the bookshelf. He planned to spend an ordinary night while reading the book and tasting red wine. The bell rang wildly.

At this point, except for the possibility that the patient is dying and needs to be rescued, only one person will call him.

Sure enough, the caller showed [Jiang Yan. ]

He leaned on the chair and watched for a few seconds, shook his head with a half-smile, and hung up. He didn't want to answer any questions from Jiang Yan today.

The phone rang a few times without giving up, and finally gave up.

Wen Yueming turned the phone upside down on the table, slowly turning the pages of the book with his slender fingers, enjoying the hard-won peace, but he obviously underestimated someone's persistence, four or ten minutes later, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Roughly calculating the time, Jiang Yan's home is far away from here, and if he can come here in such a short time, the speed must be illegal.

He opened the door with one hand, Jiang Yan's black jacket was open, and he put his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants, his thin mouth was pursed stiffly, and his body was cold.

Wen Yueming turned around and returned to the living room calmly, picked up the book on the coffee table, and continued to read as if this person hadn't come.

Jiang Yan strode in, bent over to change shoes in the hallway, and said in a muffled voice, "Cheng Jianyu ignored me."

The hands resting on the page of the book, Yu Li, because of blood relationship, Wen Yueming will help him answer his emotional doubts, but Yu Qing, besides blood relationship, he and Jiang Yan also have another relationship that should be hostile, so although he is generous, But because the peace was disturbed, he didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Yan for the time being.

"I really want to help him. Why is he so stubborn and disobedient?" Jiang Yan spread his legs presumptuously, sat on the sofa, put his fingers through his short, tangled hair, pulled at it vigorously, and pulled My scalp is sore, and I can't relieve my irritability.

Since he was a child, he was good at mathematics. As long as he finds the right method, he can easily solve the problem, but Cheng Jianyu is not a math problem, and he can't solve it with equations.

Cheng Jianyu is disobedient, not well-behaved, not gentle, and not sensible, all the advantages he once liked are gone, but the brand-new Cheng Jianyu is radiant, bright and dazzling, making him like it even more than before.

The only thing in the room was the sound of Wen Yueming turning the pages of the book. Jiang Yan didn't say anything other than the two words just now. He sat quietly for a while, took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, walked to the balcony, took out a lighter, and was I intend to bow my head and light a cigarette.

The washing machine on the balcony beeped twice. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at it, his whole body stiffened and his heart beat wildly. He recognized Cheng Jianyu's clothes.

His mind was buzzing, he was about to blow up, and then he backed away suddenly, his back against the cold railing, his hand holding the cigarette was clenched into a fist, his eyes were filled with gloom, damn it, Cheng Jianyu was in Wen Yueming Stayed at home overnight.

Are they asleep?How dare Cheng Jianyu!

The string of rationality in Jiang Yan's mind is on the verge of collapse, and he cannot think about this problem normally