He walks the career path in Shurachang

Rong Zhi suddenly turned his head, Wen Ruiyun put one hand in his coat pocket, looking at him with compassionate and calm eyes.

Wen Ruiyun slowly came to Shang Heng, picked it up for him and saluted: "Let's go, the car is waiting below, I will take you there."

He took Shang Heng's hand with a slow but firm force, Rong Zhi was forced to grab the air, his fingers froze in mid-air, but his gaze was still fixed on Shang Heng.

"Rong Zhi..." Shang Heng didn't know how to speak for a moment, as if saying anything would be embarrassing.

He thought for a while, and finally said: "Thank you for lending a helping hand to me, but this matter and that matter are two different things..."

"Stop talking." Rong Zhi lowered his eyes in disappointment, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, "I wish you a housewarming, and I won't see you off."

After a pause, he said: "I said, I will back off, if you wish."

Shang Heng looked at him with complicated eyes, only silent, with mixed emotions in his heart, as if he had done something heinous.

The pale light in the corridor fell over Rong Zhi's head, his shirt was so thin that he was almost crushed into a piece of white paper, his feet were light and effortless, looking at the backs of the two leaving, he felt like a mountain was pressing on his heart, sinking Can't breathe.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, clenched and loosened the hands hanging by his legs.

——It doesn't matter, Wen Ruiyun must have bewitched you, I forgive you again.

the last time.

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"Jinling Garden, No. 23 Zhaoyang Road, No. 18, Building Three." Shang Heng sat in the back seat and reported a list of addresses to Secretary Wu.

It was his newly bought residence, a villa community with one of the best environment and locations.

Wen Ruiyun's eyes showed regret: "Why is it so troublesome, my manor has so many empty rooms, and Ran Ran talks about the desertedness of the house all day long."

"Leng Qing? There are so many servants in your family, I think you have misunderstood Leng Qing." Shang Heng leaned back in his chair lazily, his squinting eyes fell on Wen Ruiyun's side face.

He stretched out his hand to grab Wen Ruiyun's tie, tugged it, and approached: "Do you know why I chose that?"

Wen Ruiyun held his hand and put his hands together in his palms: "In that place, the environment is indeed first-class, and the security and privacy are very good, but it's a little small."

"No, no, no." Shang Heng grinned, "Because it's close to the company, I can sleep a little longer in the morning. It's an hour's drive from your house."

Wen Ruiyun: "..."

He was speechless for a moment, then said slowly, "Actually, in terms of speed, it's faster for me to get to Financial Street."

Shang Heng: "?"

Wen Ruiyun smiled slightly, and hooked his fingers at him: "Want to know? Come here with your ears."

Shang Heng glanced at him amusedly, and brought his ears to his mouth knowingly, his cheeks reflected a pair of soft lips as expected, he kissed the earlobe, and gently swallowed it:

"Because I have a private helicopter."

Shang Heng: "..."

The "victim" who was deceived sneered, anger rose from his heart, and evil turned to the guts. He pressed Wen Ruiyun's shoulder hard, aiming at the face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The gray glass baffle between the front and rear seats divides the rear seat into a small and private space.

Wen Ruiyun's arm propped up by Shang Heng was imprisoned between the car window and the back of the seat, with a smile on his eyes, his hands clasped the back of his neck, and indulged and pampered Shang Heng's ferocious kiss.

Shang Heng's wrists and waist were so strong that Wen Ruiyun could only passively raise his head, exposing the vitals of his throat.

The scorching sniff and rapid breathing intertwine, moist and sticky between the lips and teeth.

"Mr. Wen, why are you so bad? Huh?" Shang Heng put the tip of his nose against his cheek, raised his chin high, and gently gnawed a small piece of fragile and thin skin on the bow of his neck.

A vibrating low smile came from under her lips and teeth: "Don't wrong a good person."

"Good guy?" Shang Heng lowered his voice, loosened his tie knot with his fingers, and slid down the button of his shirt, "You always make a cross between me and others in such a timely manner, and hit others with just a few words Speechless, lest their hearts be broken enough."

Wen Ruiyun held down the opponent's troublesome hand, a faint blush flickered at the end of his eyes: "You have to be ruthless when you treat your opponent, otherwise you will be cruel to yourself."

Shang Heng pretended to sigh: "If it were someone else, I would definitely have a headache. The farther away from this person, the better. I don't know why, but if it's you, I'm not angry, but a little happy. Tell me, are you Unforgivably sinful, terribly bad?"

Wen Ruiyun stared at him for a moment, then suddenly clasped the other's waist, his palms were burning hot, his lips were so hot that his lips became soft, and his chest was roaring with joy.

The kiss was hot and passionate, and in the narrow back seat, only a little panting and the sound of rubbing against the fabric could be heard.

"As long as it can win you, bad is bad."

Wen Ruiyun rubbed Shang Heng's face with a hoarse voice: "You and I have bet so many times, and you have won. Now, it's finally my turn to win the game, isn't it?"

Shang Heng smiled lowly: "Yes, yes, my Mr. Wen is amazing, okay?"

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"Spirit Mountain" is a realistic and inspirational comedy. It doesn't have too many big scenes, and it doesn't need to spend a lot of money on special effects and post-production. The cost is controllable, which is one of the reasons why Shang Heng was optimistic about it at the beginning.

In addition, the publicity, which is the most expensive part of the cost, is completely in my own hands. As long as the plot is outstanding and the starring acting skills are online, it is a business that can make a profit without losing money. The difference is only a few times the profit.

Now it's in Fang Yang's hands, but Shang Heng and Gu Lin played a double reed, and the producer who floated up to the sky and didn't know his name was fooled, and hired a star cast with sky-high salary.

It would be fine if it was Lin Yuqing, but the lead actor is Zhao Yusheng, who has a very self-centered personality. He can't let go of the burden of being an idol. I want to play a handsome pretender.

In just three or four months, "Spirit Mountain" was officially completed.

In order to live up to this desperate expectation, he continued to increase the budget in the bottomless pit of publicity and distribution, in order to achieve a box office return rate of more than ten times.

The money Fang Yang spent on "Spirit Mountain" in the end was almost astronomical.

During this period, Shang Heng was very quiet, neither was he in a hurry to find a new movie that could compete with "Spirit Mountain", nor did he bother to find the crew of "Spirit Mountain".

Even the sailors hired by the crew kept provoking conflicts between the two parties and creating topics, Zhongsheng Company dealt with it tepidly, coming out from time to time to show off their own presence.

As the release date of "Lingshan" approached, the hype became more and more fierce. The high expectations of many people in the industry, including Zhongsheng and Gu's Group, made Huaimeng's stock price also rise accordingly.

Just when Fang Yang's confidence in this drama reached its limit and he was sure of the box office, he never expected that a thunderbolt suddenly hit his head in the clear sky!

"What did you say? "Spirit Mountain" has not passed the trial?" Fang Yang Huo stood up from behind the desk, his tense body leaned forward involuntarily, pressed against the edge of the table, and the signature pen in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter , and no one noticed.

Fang Yang said with a sullen face: "Why is this happening? There is obviously no problem with the subject matter and the script!"

Producer Song was sweating profusely: "Mr. Fang, please take a look at this first. I just received an urgent message that something is wrong with Zhao Yusheng!"

Fang Yang took a brown paper bag and frowned suspiciously: "Zhao Yusheng, what could be wrong with him? It's amazing that he was caught cheating, and he didn't disclose his relationship..."

"The problem is much more serious than this!" Producer Song wrinkled his whole face, almost crying, "The nightclub that Zhao Yusheng often goes to, it is said that the police received a report and searched for it!"

"It was just in the middle of the night last night! Everyone was taken away! I received the definite news early in the morning and came to find you immediately!"

Fang Yang was stunned, his fingers taking out the photos from the paper bag began to tremble uncontrollably, he flipped through them one by one, the effect of the night shots was blurry, but he could vaguely see Zhao Yusheng's silhouette.

The more Fang Yang looked at his brows, the more furrowed his brows became, with anger and anxiety appearing alternately on his face.

"Is Zhao Yusheng crazy? Doesn't he know that once this matter is exposed, his acting career will be ruined?"

Producer Song smiled wryly: "There are a lot of nonsense and nonsense in the circle. In fact, there were similar rumors a long time ago, but I didn't take it to heart."

"Zhao Yusheng is a Canadian citizen, and he stayed there for a few years before. It's not illegal to do such things there, but who knows, he would be so arrogant, and I don't know if he has been too popular recently... I really don't know this kind of thing. Why is he not careful, and he will be reported!"

Fang Yang was almost mad, and slapped the table: "It's fine for him to self-destruct, but he actually hurt us at this juncture! Damn it!"

At this time, the female secretary hastily opened the door and walked in: "It's no good, Mr. Fang, the matter about Mr. Zhao's arrest was exposed on the Internet, and now it's spreading widely outside, and everyone knows it. The theater sent a message , Asking "Spirit Mountain" to be withdrawn! What should we do?"

Producer Song's back was drenched with sweat: "Maybe, is it a misunderstanding? Or, let's find another actor, cut out all his scenes, and reshoot?"

Fang Yang shook, his legs softened, and he sat down on the chair completely, his face turned pale:

"It's meaningless. Gu Lin and I signed a gambling agreement, and we don't have time or more money to reshoot... How could this happen... It's obviously a sure thing! It's obviously a duck on the lips!"

"Back then, I should have just asked him to be the leading actor. Now it's over! A project worth hundreds of millions! It's just in vain!"

Fang Yang sternly asked Producer Song: "Isn't it because you insisted on signing him at the beginning! You knew that he had problems, did you deliberately trick me?"

Producer Song's face changed, and he became angry: "No! It's not because Mr. Shang and Mr. Gu are vying for him, and because Lin Yuqing didn't make a comeback, Zhao Yusheng was the most popular at that time! Besides, You also agreed, how can you throw the blame as soon as something happens!"

Fang Yang kept his eyes down, ignored him, and shouted to the female secretary: "Go and contact Gu Lin! He invested one billion in Huaimeng, and now he has a relationship with us that we all prosper and the other loses."

The female secretary didn't move, she faltered and her eyes flickered.

Fang Yang's heart sank again: "If there is anything else to talk about together, don't hesitate!"

The female secretary swallowed her saliva, and said: "I just received the news that Mr. Gu temporarily sold some of our company's stocks. At the highest point, he cashed out and left the market... Now, the company's stock price has begun to fall..."

Fang Yang's eyes widened suddenly, and a lot of abnormal things appeared in his mind for a moment, why Shang Heng was robbed of the project and didn't fight back immediately, why Gu Lin took the initiative to cooperate with him...

His face was livid, his lips were trembling, and he was speechless: "Shang Heng...Gu Lin...Get out, get out, get out of here, all of you!"

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In this age of explosive information, few things travel faster than negative gossip.

After a whole day, Fang Yang was like an ant on a hot pot, looking around for news, but the response he got made him feel more and more sad. Zhao Yusheng's death was already a certainty, and "Spirit Mountain" could not be released, only the bottom of the box was left. a place to go.

He had already lost his mind on thinking about movies at this moment, and the company's plummeting stock price alone was enough to make him anxious, not to mention the deadly lock of the gambling agreement with Gu's Group.

If he can no longer stabilize the stock price and stabilize the mentality of shareholders, the only thing waiting for him is bankruptcy.

The only thing that makes Fang Yang rejoicing is that the company is still in his hands. As long as the company still belongs to him, there is hope for a comeback. He is really desperate, so he can only ask for help from the parent company of Fang Group...

But when he thought of the unknown whereabouts of the funds, Fang Yang gritted his teeth, and immediately dismissed the idea, no, the business of the Shang couple must not be exposed!

Fang Yang regained his composure, wiped off the cold sweat on his palms, and continued walking towards the meeting room.

Today is the day when the company holds a general meeting of shareholders. At the meeting, he is required to explain the stock price that is about to fall below the issue price, and to fulfill the responsibilities in the VAM agreement with Gu's Group and sell 30% of the shares.

Fortunately, he still holds 40% in his hand, and he still holds the majority. Forgive the other small shareholders for not being able to make waves.

When he walked into the conference room, the atmosphere inside was unusually dignified and completely silent.

Fang Yang glanced hastily, his eyes fixed, and Gu Lin was indeed there.

He clenched his fist tightly, and then slowly loosened it. Gu Lin's betrayal was like a sharp knife in his heart, and even his breath smelled bloody.

Fang Yang sneered, and was about to question him, but saw the leather chair he used to sit on turn slightly, revealing a young man sitting in front of him.

Under the bright lights of the conference room, the man was smiling, his three-dimensional facial features and contours seemed to have been carefully carved by a sculptor, and his face was so radiant that even the shareholders present couldn't help but look sideways secretly.

He sat on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, with an elegant and leisurely posture. He was dressed in a solid black high-end suit. The edges and corners of his shoulders and hem were crisp and sharp, making him look extraordinarily sharp and imposing.

The moment Fang Yang saw the other person clearly, Fang Yang suddenly trembled all over his body. The whole portrait was nailed in place, his back was so stiff that he couldn't move, his eyes opened wide in disbelief, and there was even a moment of darkness in front of him, making him almost unable to see!

"You... why are you here?!" Fang Yang couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, and roared, "Shang, Heng!"

Shang Heng looked back at him calmly, without getting up, he only gestured to Sister Li who was behind him, and the latter spread out the documents he had prepared on the conference table.

"Mr. Fang, this is the share transfer agreement of Gu's Group, and there is also the subscription agreement for our Zhongsheng Company to purchase your company's shares from all shareholders."

Sister Li pushed her glasses, and said in a straightforward tone like an emotionless robot: "Currently, the shares held by all sentient beings in Huaimeng Entertainment are not too much or too little, exactly 51%."

Fang Yang opened his mouth, his face turned blue and white, trembling all over, unable to speak.

However, Shang Heng made a silent gesture, and said with a faint smile: "Fang is always worried about me wasting money, don't worry, I took the order at the lowest point of the stock price."

Fang Yang: "..."