Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing left the hospital, and the nanny's car drove to the headquarters of Tianyi Media.

Tianyi Media has mastered 60.00% of the movie theaters in the country.

There are many channels and a wide range of resources, mainly concentrated in first- and second-tier cities. Most movies must be scheduled and distributed through it, covering the sky with only one hand.

It also has a strong cooperation with the little-known Pepe Frank studio. It owns a number of heavyweight directors sent by the studio, three generations of old, middle-aged and young, competing for splendor, and can dominate the box office every season.

"Song of Great Ming Dynasty" is about to be finalized. The Queen of Chu, Director Zheng and other leading actors and creators have a series of commercial activities in Tianyi Media.

At 08:30 in the morning, a simple self-service tea meal was prepared in the VIP lounge. It was the peak period of film release, and many film crew leaders gathered together, chatting, blowing water, and inquiring about other films plan.

The directors got together to talk, Chu Youqing was already used to these routine tasks, she felt a little bit like Cen Zhiwan, picked a strawberry and put it between her lips, and sucked it for a moment, the red juice stained her lips, and the lip glaze became fuller and glistening, The sweet and sour taste between her teeth, like Cen Zhiwan, made her angry and resentful, thinking about her...

Slightly lost in thought, she vaguely saw the phantom of Cen Zhiwan swaying at the other end of the aisle, getting closer and closer, it turned out to be the real thing, accompanied by him, who seemed to be General Manager Chen from the film purchasing department.

Seeing Chu Youqing, Cen Zhiwan raised her delicate lips and nodded to her, revealing a row of white and neat white teeth, and smiled generously and sincerely, with no distracting eyes in her eyes.

Chu Youqing turned her back and collected herself. On top of the alienated coldness, she resumed her businesslike richness, maturity, and even sharpness.

The elder sister is beautiful and sassy, ​​and Cen Zhiwan has a little dog in her heart, squatting on the ground, wagging her tail, drooling...

Only Cen Zhiwan knew that Chu Youqing was soft and coquettish on the bed, soft and weak, especially easy to bully.

Her gaze became meaningful for a moment, and she thought about Chu Youqing's appearance as a 1, um, wishful thinking.

In public, Cen Zhiwan didn't want to jump on Chu Youqing, kept a pure distance, and reported to his wife in a flattering tone, "Tianyi Media gave me an A lottery, exclusive cooperation, [-]% of the box office .”

Exclusive cooperative distribution, there are three grades A, B, and C. The producer of the A lottery gets 50%, which is the highest treatment that Tianyi Media can give to an independent producer. In the hands of the general manager, there are only three or two quotas a year. May I ask Cen Zhiwan that even the female number one is on strike now, how did she do it?

Chu Youqing interrupted lightly: "You don't need me to explain."

Cen Zhiwan went around behind Chu Youqing, pressed the corner of the table with her hands, and breathed softly, "...Should I explain to others? Who do you want me to explain to?"

The lips are almost touching the ears, and the two are close to each other, whether the posture is too intimate or ambiguous.

Chu Youqing lowered her eyes, "Go and talk to Ningning yourself."

Cen Zhiwan let out an "oh", moved half a step away, and looked away, "You don't even help me."

Chu Youqing flipped her hair back, and slid her fingertips across her cheeks, as if cooling down, "Why didn't you tell me earlier."

Cen Zhiwan thought for a while, then went to Chu Youqing's side again, and found a reason, "...haven't you been free all the time?"

This sentence is very ambiguous.

Chu Youqing glanced at her, "Are you free now?"

Cen Zhiwan shook her head, "No."

After teasing each other inexplicably, Chu Youqing twitched her eyelashes in disgust, and said seriously, "Tell me, I won't think about you much."

Cen Zhiwan huffed, "You obviously overthink it! You still don't admit it!"

Chu Youqing wanted to pinch her, and if she showed weakness a little, the other party would push her forward. Sure enough, bedding represents character, "I should think so."

Cen Zhiwan snorted softly, a little dissatisfied, "I won't think too much!...I will only miss you."

Chu Youqing was teased, turned around and picked the sourest strawberry, stuffed it into Cen Zhiwan's mouth, "Talk too much!"

This is probably the way Cen Liu apologized, and Chu Youqing was very helpful.

Cen Zhiwan was so sour that she wanted to cry, Chu Youqing stretched out his palm to her lips, and said, "Hey, eat whatever you want. How old are you, you won't spit it out."

For the sake of love, Cen Zhiwan forcibly swallowed it. What my sister gave me should not be wasted. She begged delicately: "...My sister will feed me something else."

Chu You gave her a clear look, and enjoyed her overtures, "Go home tonight and see how you behave."

The two whispered to each other, and they were affectionate at the corner of the table. Every time they did it, they became more affectionate. This is a fact.

During the conversation, a newcomer was added to the dinner party.

The directors of Tianyi Media are behind, and Pepe Frank is in front.

The bosses in the hall were all quiet, the air was full of awe, as if all the lions were bowing their heads.

This was the first time Cen Zhiwan saw old Pepe himself.

The underground emperor of the shadow circle.

He was famous early. When he was young, he was a slender, tall and beautiful boy. Now at the age of sixty, he is not only tall, but also mighty, with a thick neck standing on his broad shoulders, a square face with a square shape, and short hair like a brush brush thrown back. Comb it away, the legendary big back hair has no strength status now, and most men dare not try it.

A three-piece classic retro suit, holding a cane with a golden power emblem, and a magenta handkerchief folded in the pocket of the suit, revealing a striking and regular triangle.

Like a gentleman walking down from an ancient oil painting, Cen Zhiwan's first impression of him was not bad, at least the clothes were perfect and his aesthetics were fine.

But she had a feeling that this old man seemed quite coquettish.

hotter than me...

Cen Zhiwan wanted to express her personal opinion to Chu Youqing, she turned her neck and found that Chu Youqing was staring intently at old Peipei, her eyes were hard to read, but these eyes had temporarily excluded Cen Zhiwan from her world.

Old Peipei looked over, and Chu Youqing walked up naturally.

After the two of them disappeared at the other end of the hall, Cen Zhiwan saw old Peipei put his broad palm on Chu Youqing's shoulder, and then moved down Xu Xu, wrapping his arms around Chu Youqing's. waist.

Those lions who bowed their heads didn't respond to this. Could it be that Cen Zhiwan was the only one who saw it, or did the beasts have reached some kind of tacit understanding?

Old Peipei and Chu Yinghou seemed to have never appeared before, and the lively conversation and loud laughter resumed in the hall.

Cen Zhiwan had nothing to stay, and walked out alone. The more she walked, the more upset she became, and she even thought she was hallucinating.

I won't think too much about it! ...I only think about you...

At this moment, Cen Zhiwan couldn't help... thinking about it.

Yang Jiabao was waiting for her in the car, eagerly opened the door, and listened to the news of the signing.

Cen Zhiwan threw the laptop into the back seat, spoke briefly, and told Yang Jiabao to drive, while she sat in the passenger seat and said nothing.

Yang Jiabao was puzzled, and asked: "Why, why, asking you to help me, so unhappy!"

Cen Zhiwan changed her sitting position, took out her phone, and searched.

Yang Jiabao glanced at the key word [Chu Youqing Gold Master] from the corner of his eye. His color changed with fright, he braked suddenly, and stopped by the side of the road, "Cen Zhiwan! Your brain is broken?!"

Cen Zhiwan put down the phone, closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, "You've heard of it, too."

Yang Jiabao's face tensed, and then he smiled unnaturally: "Cen Wandou, no one in the circle has passed on the matter of the gold master."

Cen Zhiwan asked: "Have you passed it on?...Have I passed it on?"

That's really not the case.

Yang Jiabao felt that he couldn't be comforted, so he started to discuss, "What... did you find?"

Cen Zhiwan leaned on the seat weakly, not wanting to talk, "I may have read it wrong."

Yang Jiabao patted her, "Don't be silly, I'll tell you. At that time, Chu Youqing's incident caused a lot of trouble, and it was deleted from the whole Internet the next day. Until now, no one dares to make a fuss. The water is very deep. You didn't Evidence, don't mix it up."

Cen Zhiwan took a deep breath, "I don't believe it."

Yang Jiabao clicked his tongue, "If you don't believe me, what are you looking for?"

Cen Zhiwan sat up, "Do you remember what those posts said at that time?"

Yang Jiabao pursed his lips, and the gossip little angel remained silent.

Cen Zhiwan pressed, "Say it quickly! Otherwise, we will break off friendship."

Yang Jiabao said angrily: "I told you that you don't like to hear it, that Chu Youqing is with a powerful old man, she..."

Cen Zhiwan was really anxious, patted the frame of the car, and shouted coquettishly, "What is she!"

Yang Jiabao was like firing a machine gun, "That man is not very good, Chu Youqing used... hands... used... mouth to serve him..., saying that he is very good to Chu Youqing, and will let her find an honest man in the future Married... mine, Cen Zhiwan, you are that honest person!!"