Old Gong is 12 years younger than me

The fact that Xiao Ke was going to work as a part-time worker at Jiang Yubie's house just passed away, and neither Jiang Yubie nor Xiao Ke thought about it again.

Jiang Yubie was even more so. After eating this meal, he didn't even feel guilty about Xiao Ke's stinky face last time. He didn't think about it at all. He was busy shooting magazines and trying Appearing on the red carpet, I was busy going to have dinner with Director Sun again to discuss the next movie.

Director Sun probably liked that restaurant very much, otherwise he wouldn't have made a second appointment at the same place. Jiang and Bie didn't think it mattered, but Song Yi was very excited:

"Is Xiao Ke working part-time there? I might still see him."

"Song Yi." Jiang Yubie looked at him unrequitedly: "Is Xiao Ke really your son? Tell the truth!"

"Fart!" Song Yi said: "I don't even have a wife. Where did I get such a big son? Just tell me that, don't go outside and say, I have difficulty finding a wife. Once you say it, no one will find out about me."

Jiang and Bie laughed dryly:

"No one will find you, okay? You don't want people to find out, right? You just need to improve your dressing taste a little, and with your financial resources, you don't have to worry about finding a wife."

"Superficial." Song Yi said: "How can you only look at someone's appearance when you like someone? What I'm looking for is the kind of soul mate who can see my inner beauty directly."

Jiang Yubie pinched his brows helplessly, and said:

"Yes, Mei is still a virgin until now, which is good."

Song Yi: "...be careful what you say."

"Be careful, I haven't said anything more blunt."

Song Yi glared at him, but was about to come back but was interrupted by Jiang Yubie's rare serious expression: "...Don't look at me like that, I'm a little weak."

Jiang Yuyou hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Song Yi, I probably know why you are so kind to Xiao Ke, but it's been so many years, I don't care anymore, so don't even think about doing anything for me, let alone Xiao Ke It’s just that the experience is a bit similar to his, but it’s not the same thing, let alone the same person.”

After this passage, no one said anything for a long time, and then Song Yi patted Jiang and other shoulders:

"I admit that I was kind to Xiao Ke. In the beginning, there were indeed your factors. But besides Xiao Ke's not-so-good personality, he is also really a good boy, very cute. After getting along with him for more than a year, I really love him. As a nephew, if you let me ignore others now, that's not the case, is it? You don't need to be under pressure, it's really not for you. "

"I'm not stressed." Jiang Yubie smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood."

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On the day of dinner, Song Yi rarely looked like a suit and leather shoes. Jiang Yubie had known him since he was young, and he was familiar with all kinds of appearances, so he didn't even give him a look. Instead, he met Xiao Ke in the hotel. Xiao Ke almost couldn't recognize it, and he was stunned for a while before shouting:

"Uncle Song."

Jiang Yubie still didn't get the treatment of being called 'Uncle Jiang', but he didn't say anything, and went straight to the private room.

Director Sun was still early this time. When Jiang Yubie and Song Yi entered, Sun Fu was closing his eyes and recuperating. The accumulation of experience on him gave him an aura. When he heard the voice, he slowly raised his eyes and looked over. The serious expression seems to be attending some important meeting.

"Sit." Sun Fu pointed to the seat next to him.

Jiang Yubie thanked him and sat next to Sun Fu. Song Yi was not used to such formal occasions, but he pretended to be decent. When the waiter came in, Song Yi subconsciously looked over and found that it was not Xiao Ke who came in. I was a little disappointed at the time, but it was normal when I thought about it. There are so many private rooms to serve, it is impossible for Xiao Ke to meet them every time.

Neither Jiang Yubie nor Song Yi expected that Sun Fu would hold up his wine glass to apologize to Jiang Yubie at the beginning of the dinner:

"I was the one who was sorry last time. The intention was to solve it once, but I didn't expect to make trouble. This time, there is no one else but us."

Jiang Yubie was just a newcomer in the film industry. He was flattered to let such a famous director feel sorry for him. He hurriedly raised his wine glass and touched Director Sun:

"As for Director Sun, it's because I can't drink too much, so I can't enjoy myself."

Sun Fu smiled and put down the wine glass: "Since this is the case, let's not drink alcohol today, it's time to change to tea, don't delay the business by drinking a few cups."

As he spoke, he invited the waiter to serve tea. Jiang Yu did not stop Sun Fu from seeing that Sun Fu was not trying to make things right for him. He did what he wanted. After all, Jiang Yubie is really not good at drinking. It's not so good to delay the business like that.

Although Jiang and Bie didn't know the reason why the last drinking party ended because of the unpleasantness, but he was very easy-going and didn't have that curiosity.

This time, there was no wine, so we actually talked about movies. The purpose of Sun Fu's two appointments with Jiang to talk about movies was already obvious, and it was almost a certainty.

Although Jiang Yubie's position in the TV industry has reached a peak, but after all, they are newcomers in the film industry, and they have not put themselves in a high-profile position, so they are very cooperative in everything, and it is almost settled after half of the meal. up.

After the meal, Jiang and Bie and Song Yi sent Director Sun away together. After watching Director Sun's car gradually drive away, Song Yi heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pulled off his tie:

"Don't screw me up."

Jiang Yubie smiled and said nothing, and walked towards the parking lot.

Song Yi followed beside him:

"I didn't see Xiao Ke when I came out, should I say hello to him?"

Jiang Yubie: "Go if you want, I'll wait for you in the car."

"Forget it." Song Yi even took off his shirt in various ways at this time, revealing the racer vest that has been around for thousands of years: "Let me send him a WeChat message."

When Song Yi finished sending the WeChat message, Jiang Yubie had already walked a long way, and Song Yi took two quick steps to keep up with him:

"You guys had such a pleasant talk just now, I don't have the nerve to ask that bastard surnamed Chen if he will also participate in this movie. I'll ask someone to find out later."

"No need." Jiang Yubie said lightly: "Whether Chen Xuan will participate in the movie or not, I will not give up on this movie, so there is no need to inquire. Whether he comes or not, it doesn't make any difference to me. .”

"Although that's what I said, it's just too disturbing." Song Yi said bitterly.

Jiang Yu didn't look at him: "If you're worried, don't go, I don't have to follow you."

"Speaking of this, I have to tell you about the assistant. Chen Xuan has been tossed and turned on two beds for a year. What do you mean by not recruiting an assistant by your side? I am your manager , I’ve been using you as your assistant for almost a year now, let me tell you..."

Song Yi hadn't finished speaking when the phone rang. Jiang and Bie were not willing to tell him this, so they said, "Answer the phone."

After speaking, he strode forward. Song Yi gritted his teeth and glared at him from behind, but still took out his mobile phone.

It's not that Jiang Yubie doesn't know that he needs an assistant by his side, but he is used to being casual and doesn't like having strangers around him. Troublesome process, and he hated trouble.

The assistant must be a newcomer. I don't know him. Although Jiang and Bie live very casually in private, they pretend to be dogs in front of strangers. They must appear in the most perfect image, so once there is a new assistant Come here, he needs to maintain his own image in front of this newcomer for a long time.

Too tiring to like!Besides, Song Yi didn't sign any other artists besides himself, and they could wear the same pair of pants if they were familiar with each other, so Jiang Yubie simply pretended to be an assistant and took him as an assistant.

Although it is not a long-term solution, it is a day if it can be delayed.

Don't think about it, Jiang Yu will get a headache. He is taking bigger steps than before. He wants to get in the car quickly, but he doesn't want Song Yi to catch up just as he is about to open the car door. It is rare to see Jiang Yu's expression serious:

"I might have to go to the police station."

"Huh?" Jiang Yubie asked in confusion.

"Xiao Ke was arrested." Song Yi said, "If you don't want to go, just drive away. I'll take a taxi."

"No need." Jiang and Bie sighed, "Let's go together."