independent filmmaker

The next day, Xie Lansheng sent the storyboard script of "To Yueyang" to "Xinwei", and then quietly waited for Wenyuan's feedback.

Because it happened to be Saturday, Xin Ye didn't go to Deep Blue Films, so he called Lan Sheng to the cloakroom next to the master bedroom on the third floor, opened one of the rows of Manolo Blahnik textured cabinets, pressed his fingerprints, entered the password, and opened the drawer. He took out a stack of things and said, "Lan Sheng, I set up an offshore trust." The interlayer of this cabinet is made of very hard metal, which is divided into several layers, which is equivalent to a safe.

"...an offshore trust?"

"Well, in Singapore." Xinye said, "The beneficiary of this offshore trust fund is 'Xie Lansheng', the settlor is me, the manager is also me, and the trustee is a company."

Xie Lansheng didn't understand: "???"

Xinye said again: "Before this year, the China Securities Regulatory Commission required A-share companies to have a 'clear shareholding structure', and no major shareholder could establish a trust fund, but now the policy has changed, and only the first shareholder still cannot establish a trust fund, so I The shares of Deep Blue cannot be included in this thing, but my movable and real estate, as well as the equity of other companies, are all in it. Because I am the manager, I can actually control the trust assets."

Xie Lansheng asked, "Why bother?"

Xin Ye explained: "This is equivalent to a firewall. Ordinary people set it up to prevent divorce from affecting the company - through the trust, his assets and marriage are completely separated, because the assets belong to the company, and everyone is just a 'beneficiary'." In addition, this can also be exempted from inheritance tax. I created a trust because... the risk of starting a company is too high. You can go back."

"..." Xie Lansheng said, "Isn't it good for you to be the beneficiary yourself?"

Xin Ye flipped through the pile of things: "I think, what day will something happen to me? For example, the enemy's family came to the door and was 'disappeared'." He looked at Xie Lansheng and smiled, "Of course, I will behave, and I will Be careful, what I just said may be very small, almost none, about zero. It’s just that I will think more about your affairs, and I think more or less. In this way, in case of extreme situations, you also have money to take your own films. There is no need to be humble, and there is no need to be wronged by others."

"Xinye..."

"Okay," Xin Ye wanted to close the drawer, "I just want to talk about this."

"Hmm..." Xie Lansheng remembered it in his heart.

Before Xin Ye closed the drawer, Xie Lansheng suddenly noticed a metal box inside the drawer because of his sharp eyes, so he asked casually, "What is that? That box." Metal cabinets, metal boxes, even if the house is on fire, it cannot be burned.

Xin Ye followed Xie Lansheng's gaze, but did not answer.

"???" Xinye didn't say anything, Lan Sheng was really curious this time, but after thinking about it, he still said, "Is the company confidential? Then I won't ask."

"No, no." Xinye took out the metal box, his eyes seemed to be nostalgic, "If you want to see...of course I won't refuse."

"???"

Xin Ye opened the box in his hand, Xie Lansheng's neck stretched, and he was stunned, he didn't understand at all, he only felt that the things inside were more inexplicable than one.

For example, there is a cigarette butt in it, left over from being smoked.

There is also a thin glass tube containing some sand and stones.

There is also a small transparent bag with a black hair inside.It was already tangled up and tied carefully with string.

Because it was too inexplicable, Xie Lansheng took a close look at it.

Until later he saw two things he recognized.

One is the inferior lipstick he used when he was filming "Rooting", and the other is the invitation letter he sent to Xinye when he was in Turin.

Xie Lansheng's heart was shocked, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Yes, everything has something to do with you." Xinye confirmed Xie Lansheng's guess. He held up the tube of gravel with his right hand, "This is the sand you used to grind my palms when filming "Rooting" in 91. There is a hand in the movie. Close-up, you said that my hands were too thin, so you used sand to grind my fingers and palms. The first time I touched your hands, I left the 'medium'."

"Xinye..."

"Well," Xin Ye pinched the black hair again, "you slept on my shoulder on the plane to Turin, and you lost a hair, and I kept it afterwards."

Xie Lansheng: "..."

"And this, the invitation letter, the first time you wrote my name in one stroke, and wrote 'TO: Xinye'. By the way, the canned yellow peach was under this cabinet at that time. The first thing you sent me It has survived to this day."

Xie Lansheng licked his lips, picked up the lipstick, and helped the other party recall: "I used this lipstick to imprint a lot of lips on you, right?"

"Well. Although it's because of the movie, I touched my lips after all."

"Then," Xie Lansheng pointed again, "where's the cigarette butt in the corner? Let me think about it—"

No, I can't remember anyway.

Xinye smiled softly: "That day, you felt a little wronged because you had to use the potion left by Chi Zhonghe to develop the film, so you smoked a cigarette on the way. You just came on the bus after smoking, and you asked me to help you. You throw it away."

"You..." Xie Lansheng was really shocked, "Why do you still keep it??? No, that's not right..." At this time, Xie Lansheng discovered an important question, "You...you won't continue to smoke?! I Generally, a longer section will be left, and it will not be sucked to this extent."

"Yeah." Xin Ye raised his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Xie Lansheng from the end of his eyes, "I can't help it. I can't help it."

"..." The first indirect kiss?

Xie Lansheng didn't feel abnormal, he just felt distressed.He solemnly stood in front of the drawer, looked at it one by one, and finally found that Xinye's habit didn't end until February 1996 when the two of them got together.After that, the meaningful things between himself and Xinye can be preserved openly, and Xinye doesn't need to be sneaky anymore, and he doesn't need to worry about seeing it.

Xie Lansheng turned around and put his lips up.

At first, it was pecking lightly, but soon it turned into a sticky kiss.

The two of them kissed and rubbed each other. After a while, Xie Lansheng's eyes turned red, and he asked Xin Ye, "Go to take a bath?"

Xinye hooked her lips: "Okay."

A quarter of an hour later, Xie Lansheng walked back to the cloakroom next to the master bedroom wearing a towel, and saw Xin Ye was closing the box, pushing the drawer, and closing the cabinet door.

Seeing someone approaching, Xin Ye pressed Xie Lansheng on the cabinet again, pinched his waist, and gave him another hot kiss.

Xie Lansheng was tempted again.

After the kiss was over, Xin Ye pressed against Lan Sheng's forehead, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Lan Sheng, today...you...show me, okay?"

"..." Xie Lansheng was leaning against the cabinet at this time, his heart was still warm, he looked at the other party's blurred eyes, and couldn't help but said in his throat: "...ah."

Hearing that Xie Lansheng agreed, Xin Ye immediately stopped talking nonsense and hugged Xie Lansheng horizontally.However, he did not turn into the master bedroom, but walked downstairs in circles, and placed Xie Lansheng on the table in the small restaurant on the first floor, fearing that Xie Lansheng would feel that he had laid a cushion first, and said, "Here. Show me."

"..."

Xie Lansheng lifted the towel up.

The sun is shining today.The golden light shines directly on the dining table through the clean window, and Lan Sheng sits on a milky white cushion, like a precious delicacy being watched.

After thinking about it, he decided to go all out, and closed his eyes. One middle finger...and then three fingers, and the other hand...his long, slender and fair fingers.

Xin Ye was short of breath, he leaned on the edge of the table, staring intently.

After a while, as if he didn't want his baby to feel ashamed and at a loss, Xin Ye took a step back, bent down, and kissed Xie Lansheng's toenails on the table.

His personality is strong, but in front of Xie Lansheng, he is willing to lower his posture.

Lan Sheng hooked his toes suddenly, and he couldn't take it any longer. He felt his body was empty, and he missed a certain feeling. He wet his eyes, touched his knees, turned his head away, and asked, "Enough... Is it enough?"

Xinye laughed softly, pushed himself up, leaned against it lightly, and said seductively: "Say, you're mad, and you want me."

"..." Xie Lansheng couldn't help shrinking back, he turned his head, clasped his hands slightly like cats, put them on Xinye's neck, looked at Xinye, and said, "I love you."

He didn't say "I want you", but Xin Ye became crazy the moment he heard it.

In the end, Xie Lansheng really couldn't do it anymore. He was exhausted again, he didn't even want to move a finger, and complained insincerely: "Beast."

"Okay." Xinye didn't agree, otherwise he was a little ruthless just now, he kissed the other person's forehead, and said: "The beast likes you. The beast has liked you for 24 years. Two reincarnations."