Brothers want to take me solo every day

On the wine table, after [-] years of wine, the table is almost the end of the banquet. A few middle-aged people are pushing and changing glasses, and they are already slightly drunk, but if you look carefully, you will find that they are not enjoying themselves, as if What are you afraid of.

The only person on the wine table who has not touched a drop of alcohol and whose eyes are always clear and calm is the man sitting on the highest seat. He seems to be out of tune with the wine on the table, wearing a thick mask that ordinary people can't understand, looking at this group of people.

Someone was holding a wine glass and trying to strike up a conversation, but he coldly gave him a look, scaring them back a bit.Many people secretly wondered about the thoughts of this super star's newly appointed boss.

Some of the actors were at the same table with them, and they couldn't let go. Many women secretly glanced at the highest position, feeling itchy in their hearts, but no one dared to step forward.

Finally, a warrior stood up. This is an actress with a graceful figure, and she is also an important figure in the boot wine table. As the heroine, she naturally has the courage that others do not have. She knows that her beauty is what makes her confident capital.

Holding her wine glass, she walked towards the immovable man gracefully. For a while, the voices of people talking at the banquet became a little lower, secretly observing the situation here.

Under the attention of everyone, the actress not only did not panic, but became more confident and proud. She walked up to Jiang Qun and respectfully said, "Boss, I would like to offer you a toast."

Jiang Qun glanced at her indifferently, and didn't respond to her gesture of flirting, "I don't drink."

The actress' face froze, but she quickly adjusted her facial expression and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just respect you."

After finishing speaking, as soon as she raised her head, she drank the wine in the glass in one breath.

Since she finished speaking, Jiang Qun never gave her another look, as if everything was her own one-man show just now, the actress gritted her teeth secretly, and returned to her position in despair.

Many women who were preempted by her to do something they dared not do looked at her sympathetically.

But in this way, no one would dare to provoke him. Seeing that the atmosphere on the wine table was about to cool down, a middle-aged man suddenly patted the shoulder of the person next to him, "Isn't your company going to have a little star today?" Is it? What time is it and it’s not here yet? It’s cool to not have a coffee seat.”

The one who was patted on the shoulder by him was the person in charge of Shengfang. He had the lowest status here, and he dared not speak out when he was so insignificant. He could only vent his anger on that little star, "If you don't know anything, I'll just call you!" Ask them."

The man who has always shown a lack of interest in everything glanced at them, and actually said, "Don't worry, don't rush."

If you look carefully, you will find that there is a smile in his eyes that were originally like a pool of stagnant water.

He is like a very patient hunter, quietly waiting for his prey to take the initiative to step into the trap. He has been waiting for this moment for a long time, and it doesn't matter if he waits a little longer.

The two middle-aged men smiled at the man who was a round younger than themselves, looked at each other, and both avoided going to the toilet and left the wine table.

After entering the bathroom, the man who asked the question first teased, "That starlet in your company is so cute, don't you know how important this seat is today?"

The person in charge of Shengfang had a bitter face, "I heard that the little star originally had a schedule at this time, and it was the... person who asked for it, and asked someone to come over temporarily, of course it was too late."

The other person was surprised, "What? Is that the one who has been waiting for your company? What is their relationship?"

Today was a very ordinary seat, and the new director of Chaoxing didn't know which muscle was wrong and rushed over here, making them dare not take a breath.

"By the way, do you know why he keeps wearing a mask? Could it be..."

The man nodded, showing a secretive expression, "This boss is allergic to dust and has serious obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Allergic to dust?" wondered another. "How did he live to be so old?"

The man glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense later, this one is not easy to serve, he is different from everyone else."

"I know, I know," the man smiled guiltyly, secretly hoping that the person who was waiting would arrive soon.

……

"Brother Song, what's the matter? You're so anxious," Ji Ningzhi was still recording a song in the recording studio, when Song Minglang who rushed over hurriedly pulled him into the car.

Because the schedules of the other five people were staggered, he was the only one when recording songs in the recording studio, and everyone else went back to the practice room.

Song Minglang was sitting in the co-pilot of the car, and Ji Ningzhi was sitting in the back, so he couldn't see Song Minglang's expression.

Song Minglang had a worried expression on his face. He had felt something was wrong since the morning, and when he was called by the company's boss, he had a bad feeling when he learned that he was asked to take Ji Ningzhi to a meeting.

To be honest, he doesn't really want the company to pay more attention to Ji Ningzhi, because the more attention is paid, the more troubles will follow.

Song Minglang glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the young man sitting behind swaying his legs and playing with his mobile phone as if he didn't realize it, and sighed heavily.

Is this day still here?

He hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to give Ji Ningzhi a hint, "I heard... Jiang Qun has taken over his father's position and is now the largest shareholder of Chaoxing."

Ji Ningzhi raised his head in astonishment.

If Jiang Qun's father hadn't been there, Ji Ningzhi could not have terminated the contract with Chaoxing so easily. Ji Ningzhi had met that man once, and vaguely remembered that he was a very dignified person, but because of his poor health, his body was damaged. His determined face.

He had known for a long time that that man would retreat behind the scenes, and his only son Jiang Qun would definitely be his only son, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

But the man promised Ji Ningzhi for three years at the beginning, but now he has not even arrived for one year.

Ji Ningzhi looked at Song Minglang in bewilderment, like a deer wandering in front of a hunter's trap, he cast his eyes for help on the only person he could rely on here.

Seeing him like this, Song Minglang couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and comforted him, "Not necessarily, I'm just guessing, it's also possible that some crew has taken a fancy to you and wants you to show your face as an assistant actor?"

This is not impossible, after all, nowadays many idols sing and act, and Ji Ningzhi looks at the entire film and television circle like this, and it is difficult to find a double face, and it is normal to be looked at.

Song Minglang has also received a lot of invitations for resources in this area, but he knows that Ji Ningzhi is focusing on the stage now, so he shirks them all for him.

After hearing what he said, Ji Ningzhi finally felt more at ease.

On the bright side, Jiang Qun might have forgotten him long ago. In this way, he has been so afraid of him, but it seems that he is self-indulgent.

His fingers curled up on Song Minglang's car, leaving an inconspicuous scratch on the leather cushion, and he tried his best to hide his uneasiness.

Thinking that he might meet that psychopath again soon, he felt the blood flow backwards all over his body and his fingers were cold.

He picked up his mobile phone and wanted to tell Brother Tong about this matter. Brother Tong was someone he trusted very much, but halfway through finding the number, he put the phone away again.

Don't bother brother Tong...

Song Minglang felt that he was simply sick, because he found that when he was being relied on by Ji Ningzhi, he always felt a strange sense of satisfaction, especially when he met his trusting eyes, he felt guilty and excited. sense of virtue.

Manager Song, who has been up and down in the circle for many years, and has never touched a single leaf among thousands of flowers, rarely has such a sense of experience.He frowned, hating the feeling of losing control.

It was as if he was comforting others, but he thought in his heart that if it was Jiang Qun, would the boy ask him for help?

He observed Ji Ningzhi's expression changes calmly, looking forward to that moment in his heart.

He wasn't sure if he would fight Jiang Qun because of Ji Ningzhi, that would not be a good choice, because even if he wasn't familiar with Jiang Qun, he knew that he was not easy to mess with.

They had met once, and he knew that Jiang Qun was a dictator. As soon as Song Minglang got close to him, he knew that he was a person who would not give up until he achieved his goal.

But now he enjoys Ji Ningzhi's dependence.

When getting out of the car, Ji Ningzhi approached Song Minglang subconsciously, and whispered, "Brother Song..."

Song Minglang said "hmm" without changing his expression, "Let's go."

Seeing that the two finally arrived, the person in charge of Sheng Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

Although he didn't know Song Minglang very well, he greeted them enthusiastically like a family when they were all from other companies, "You're finally here."

Song Minglang shook hands with him calmly, and while apologizing without sincerity, he glanced at the people on the wine table calmly, "I'm sorry, my artist was delayed a little because of the schedule."

The person in charge of Shengfang noticed that he was followed by a thin and thin young man, wearing a mask and hat, his face could not be seen clearly, he looked timid, and he followed Song Minglang step by step.

Song Minglang happened to meet Jiang Qun's eyes when he saw Jiang Qun. He frowned and looked away pretending not to care, "Ji Ningzhi, come over to say hello. This is Brother Li. Shengfang is promoting personnel affairs."

"Hello, Brother Li," the crisp young voice was pleasant and well-behaved.Ji Ningzhi didn't dare to look at others, but could only stare at the man in his 40s.

It was only then that the man realized that there were a pair of very beautiful eyes under the hat. Although he didn't know much about Song Minglang's artiste, he felt a little submissive when he heard the respectful voice of Brother Li.

"Hello, hello, you've worked hard, and I still have to come over when I'm working," the man smiled and shook hands with him.

"Aren't you going to introduce me?"

The man who had been sitting in a high position finally condescended to speak. Because of wearing a thick mask, his already mellow and deep voice was a few degrees lower.

"Uh..." The man was a little puzzled, but he quickly came to his senses, smiled and hurriedly pulled the boy, "Come on, this is Mr. Jiang, the director of Chaoxing, please introduce yourself."

Before Ji Ningzhi could speak, Jiang Qun's eyes fell on the man holding Ji Ningzhi's arm.

His gaze was like a cold ray, and the man withdrew his hand as quickly as if it was hot.

Jiang Qun didn't look at Ji Ningzhi more, as if the two really didn't know each other, he nodded to Song Minglang and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Song."

"As I said, we'll meet again soon."