my king

Zhang Qiling negotiated the contract in S City, both parties were straightforward, and the conditions offered by each other were just right, whether they were far or close to the bottom line in their hearts, so everyone was happy and signed the contract , shook hands with each other, and it was done.

Originally, the other party planned to have a drink together to enhance cooperation and friendship, but Liu Xing politely refused, and the partner was not too surprised. The name Zhang Qiling has never had anything to do with private banquets.

Liu Xing fiddled with booking the return ticket, the first-class cabin, but Zhang Qiling didn't feel that there was anything particularly comfortable.There were two children sitting behind them, they hadn't stopped talking since the run-up of the plane, he heard Liu Xing complaining in a low voice, he didn't spend money to be quarreled by children for three hours all the way.

He closed his eyes, opened them after thinking for a while, rubbed his fingers against the bell button above his head, and pressed it after a few seconds, "Give me a blanket."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The stewardess bowed slightly and said sweetly.

Liu Xing opened his eyes wide as if he couldn't believe his ears, "Are you afraid of the cold?!"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him expressionlessly, Liu Xing was so watched that he almost wanted to shrink back into the chair, regretting his mouth, why did he start to get carried away just because the big boss got along a little better these days!

The three-hour trip didn't feel like a long sleep. They arrived at the imperial capital at six o'clock in the afternoon, which coincided with the evening rush hour. Liu Xing asked his driver to wait outside the airport. He saw that the child from Zhang Qiling's family was actually Not outside, I couldn't help asking curiously, "Did you call him to pick up the plane?"

Zhang Qiling stopped and stared at him, "Only those who are not weaned need someone to pick them up."

"..." Liu Xing: Let your mouth be cheap!

Yang Yang was being interviewed by a small magazine that was not well-known, so he was 12 cautious, for fear that he might not handle it well when answering.

It was the first time for the interviewer of IC Magazine to meet such an interviewee. Even a question about hobbies could make the interviewer hesitate for a few seconds before answering. The young reporter was impatient and almost burst into flames.

Xu Ke stood on the side with his chest folded and watched coldly, and he didn't go over to tell Yang Yang how to deal with these questions.

The interview, which was supposed to end in half an hour, ended almost an hour later. Yang Yang stood up from his chair, shook hands with the staff and bowed to thank them one by one. Although he didn't realize that he delayed their off-duty time, but This kind of attitude is very pleasing, and the staff who were a bit dark-faced were embarrassed to be black-faced, and they smiled back and greeted each other.

Xu Ke sneered in his heart, walked over, pulled Yang Yang out of the crowd, and left without saying hello to other staff.

"This is the script. Go back and think about it yourself. The production team will start working in two days. I also spent a lot of effort to win this role, brother Xu. Like you, you have never been popular before, and you just passed out." Little star, how difficult it is to get such a role? Fight for it yourself." Xu Ke mocked a few words, and threw the manuscript in his hand to Yang Yang.

Yang Yang took it and didn't look through it, with a smile on his face, "Brother Xu has worked hard."

Xu Ke stared at him for a few seconds, then snorted and turned away.

Looking at Xu Ke's back, the smile on his face gradually faded, and he held the script slightly with his fingers—the first role in half a year.

When Yang Yang returned home, he found someone in the house. His eyes lit up, and he took off his shoes and ran into the house, "Brother?"

"Ah."

"When is your plane? Why don't you tell me in advance! I'll pick you up, how did you come back?"

"There are so many questions, which one should I answer first?" Zhang Qiling asked him back with a faint smile on his lips.

"Hey." Yang Yang knew that the little brother was not really asking him, so he stared at the little brother with a smirk, thinking that he looked a little handsome again after not seeing him for a few days

"Oh yes! This is a new script I received! I will be able to act in a group in a few days!" Yang Yang suddenly thought of the script in his hand, and showed it to his younger brother as if offering a treasure. He sat next to him and read every page. Turning back while watching, it was the first time I read this script carefully.

The script is adapted from a well-known novel by a well-known contemporary writer. Yang Yang's role is at best a male third, the second young master of a wealthy family.

It's just that, both are the second young masters, the second master Jia in Jia's mansion is a treasure, and the second young master Lu in Lu's mansion is a root grass.

There is the eldest grandson of the big house on the top, and there are clever, cute and talking younger brothers and sisters on the bottom. This Lu Ershao is stupid and only knows how to do things, but he doesn't know how to take credit. The credits he did were taken away by the other families , the master doesn't value it, and the grandma doesn't like it, it's really pitiful, only the eldest grandson of the eldest son, the eldest young master of the Lu family, really treats his younger brother well.

"...It's been so long since I haven't acted in a play and I haven't faced the camera seat. I don't know if I can find the feeling right away." After reading the script, Yang Yang felt a little frustrated, and his previous radiant look disappeared.

"Yes." Zhang Qiling said.

"...The little brother said yes, then he will!"

The author has something to say: hey, should you guess which character it is?Still quite obvious_(:зゝ∠)_

Brother, why don’t you let the wuli sheep come to pick you up from the plane? Oh, it might be sweeter if you make up your own brain~