Early Yang Qing Huan Xiao

When he got off work, he clocked in and went home. Although he came to work honestly, it didn't mean he liked these boring jobs. All he could do was to go to work on time and leave work on time. It was basically impossible for him to work overtime.

The winter nights are long and the days are short, and it was already dark outside the company when he walked out of the company. The colorful neon lights in the city illuminated this increasingly dark world.

During this period of time, he lived in a single apartment in the urban area. It was a bit small, but it didn’t take much to live alone. The main reason was that it was close, and it only took 10 to [-] minutes to walk. He didn’t drive very much recently.

Of course, there was another very important reason, the original residence had a neighbor that he didn't really want to see.

However, after changing the residence, I still saw him even if I didn't want to see her.

Leng Chuyang walked for more than 20 minutes, and when he got downstairs, he saw a man wearing a long white down jacket. He was dressed in white and hadn't opened an umbrella yet. Leng Chuyang wondered if his down jacket was originally white?The black hair can hardly see the original color, only a red scarf is a bit eye-catching.This image, at first glance, looks like a snowman made of someone who is idle and has nothing to do.

He looked up at the umbrella above his head, looked down at the white snow on the ground that had lost the soles of his boots, and then looked at the man who had merged with the sky and the earth, decided to ignore him, and passed by indifferently.

"Ayu." The voice was not loud, but it sounded a little excited and a little bit aggrieved.

Leng Chuyang's heart was a little soft, and he looked back at his pitiful appearance, his eyes were moist, his eyelashes were covered with snow, they were wet, and his good peach blossom eyes turned into puppy eyes.Thinking about how long he has been standing here with the snow in his body, if I don't care about him, he might get sick. Although this person can enjoy himself, he never takes care of himself.

"Come on." Without looking at the joyful look of the person behind him, he swiped his card to open the door of the unit. After the door opened and turned back, the person squatted there pitifully.

"Legs are numb~"

"..." He sighed helplessly, and went to pull him up and support him.

"Have you read the script?" After taking a shower, Gu Qinghuan wore Leng Chuyang's bathrobe and nestled on the sofa with a cup of boiled water.

"I didn't have time to read it." This is the truth, he is busy with business in the company, and his own scripts are definitely not the business of the artist director.

"Then have a look, let's go." The voice added at the end made Gu Qinghuan blushed.

"I'll watch it. It's getting late, should Director Gu go home and rest?" He chased people away in a straightforward manner, not tactful at all.

"..." Gu Qinghuan looked at the man who was only wearing a shirt because the air conditioner was turned on relatively high, bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes clear, "I don't want to leave."

"Director Gu, stop joking, this is my home."

Leng Chuyang still smiled lightly, but there was a little impatience in his eyes, Gu Qinghuan knew that he couldn't push people too hard now.

"My clothes are wet."

"It's just that the down jacket and scarf are wet, you can ask Qianqiu to send one over."

She was really thoughtful, "Can you lend me a coat? I don't want others to know that I am in such a mess today." Xiaoqian said that when dealing with a rich second-generation, big man like A Yu, she should occasionally show weakness and pretend Poor, looking at the situation today, it really makes sense!

"..." Leng Chuyang was speechless for a few seconds, and finally got up resignedly to get him a coat—a black woolen coat that he hadn't worn, and let him dry it from the balcony. Take out the black umbrella that's there.

"Director Gu, go change your clothes." Smile~

"Hmm~"

Ten minutes later, Leng Chuyang stood in front of the window and looked at the man wearing his black coat and holding his black umbrella. His figure became thinner and thinner, and he walked away lonely, until he disappeared around the corner.A sentence popped up in my mind, why is it so like going to a funeral?

Quickly turn around and do serious business, and put this unlucky and disrespectful question behind you.

As for what's serious?Make a simple dinner - dumplings.

There are always some instant food such as dumplings made by the aunt in the cold house in his refrigerator.

While serving the dumplings, he thought again, let the part-time workers make him something to eat every morning and evening in the future, and he can't eat fast food all the time.

He brought the script with him when he came back. He went through the script at night and made a decision when he arrived at the company the next day.

"I don't act, but I can invest. You can just come forward for the investment. I can invest [-] million yuan."

Zhao Shuya expressed his displeasure: "Since you are willing to invest, it means that you are also optimistic about this script. Why don't you act?" Although he doesn't want to care too much, it's not too much.

For things that are beneficial to the artist, as an agent, you must maintain a firm attitude to a certain extent, and give favorable suggestions and advice to the artist-Article [-] of the sixth rule of the agent code.

"I don't want to act." Leng Chuyang looked him straight in the eyes, expressing his attitude that he would not change his mind.

"...I will make an appointment with him." What can I do, anyway, I have nothing to do with him.

Leng Chuyang nodded to express his satisfaction, "I think you can bring in a newcomer. I will have less and less work in the future (artist's work). I can't let you have no one under my command, and the company can't let you idle."

"I want to wait a little longer." I'll retire when you get a best actor, and when you bring in newcomers, your waist will be straighter. An agent who brings out a best actor is still different from an agent who brings out a superstar. Yes, especially a super popular actor.

Leng Chuyang nodded, and was not in a hurry to arrange someone for him. The cooperation between him and Zhao Shuya was very pleasant, and this feeling also made him more tolerant of this manager, even though he is now the artist director.

"You can pay attention to this period of trainees, and let me know if you find a good seedling."

"Okay, I've already followed..." Then there are other tasks.

Within two days, Leng Chuyang saw Gu Qinghuan downstairs again.

"Why don't you want to act?"

Today's weather is not bad, there are always people going out at this point, and you can always see them back and forth, as well as paparazzi, the news of "Gu Dao entered Yu Shao's house at night" in the past two days is already very annoying.

"I haven't eaten yet, let's go together."

"what?"

Leng Chuyang had already walked back, and Gu Qinghuan followed him immediately, followed him to a western restaurant next to him, and entered a private room.Seeing him ordering food again, he even asked for his opinion and ordered one for himself.

"Because I don't want to act, so I don't want to act. The [-] million investment is because the script is indeed a risky value, but that's all. He is not good enough for me to spend a few months or even a year or so on my own. "

"Not that good?" He, Director Gu, could still miss it?

"It's not..." The main reason is that he doesn't want to act, and the director is the one in front of him. In fact, he just played a cameo role in a blockbuster movie in country M that lasts at least 10 minutes. Now that the filming is finished, it's just right Can catch up with the heat of that film...

"Then think again, it's just filming, you are the actor and I am the director, nothing else."

Leng Yu was a little moved, and said after the ordered steak was served, "I'll think about it again."