The king of the wind and the clouds does not see the king

Han Yue's heart moved. Zhan Luyao mentioned ghost movies not long ago, and he talked about haunted house shows so soon. Thinking of the past, he actually felt a little nostalgic. Every time he knew that Zhan Luyao was lying, but he couldn't refuse him. This is probably the charm of that person.

But at least he is not as easy to deceive now as he was when he was a child, and he asked calmly, "This participating project was proposed by Zhan Lu... Zhan Luyao?"

"No, no, this is just one of the programs. The company has provided a lot of program lists, depending on everyone's preferences."

While waiting for the red light, Zhong Kui took out the documents from his briefcase and handed them to Han Yue.

"I think the haunted house adventure is more compatible with the plot of the new drama, but it depends on the individual's intentions. Some people want to participate in the food travel travel show."

Han Yue flipped through the information, he was more adventurous than gourmet entertainment, at least this kind of person didn't need to shoot the camera every time, let him express his impressions.

After reading the content of the haunted house adventure, Han Yue felt that the theme was quite novel. Out of some nostalgic feelings, he said: "Go to the company, I want to talk to the higher-ups about the plan for the haunted house adventure."

"No, no, it's fine for me, a little fan, to do such small things. Anyway, I will help brother Zhan."

"Will Zhan Luyao also participate?"

"Yeah, he still hopes to participate with Brother Yue."

Hearing this, Han Yue couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have too much expectations for Zhan Luyao, after all, he is still the same as before, just looking for an opportunity to tease himself.

He felt faintly uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't forget Zhan Luyao's affectionate confession to the camera not long ago. He was a little confused and didn't know which Zhan Luyao was the real one.

"Ah, brother Yue, do you have any questions about the contract that the king will not see the king?"

Han Yue came back to his senses, not quite understanding, and asked, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"It's nothing, but I think you don't have an agent, and you haven't been in the industry for a long time. I'm worried that you will suffer... Ah, I'm not saying that Mr. Ma is lying, but from the standpoint of the company, of course you will be in this respect. Make appropriate adjustments, I don’t know if you would mind letting me look at the contract, maybe I can give you some good suggestions.”

"No, I'll handle it myself."

In the past, when he took cases in the United States, he also handled the contract matters by himself, and he was very familiar with it. He was not used to asking a broker to help with things.

"Well, then if you have any questions, please feel free to consult me. For example, after the popularity of TV dramas, the company will produce related cartoon characters. These actors are all entitled to dividends. It depends on the contract. Part of it is different from the model circle, so Brother Yue, you have to pay attention."

"Got it, thank you."

Back at the company, Han Yue took the specific activity information of the entertainment program and said goodbye to Zhong Kui. I don't want to mention too much, so as not to make trouble.

In the next few days, the schedules of the two were very tight, and because their working hours were separated, they had little time to talk except for occasional meetings. started.

Zhan Luyao lived outside for two days because of filming commercials. After finishing filming in the afternoon, he drove home directly. In order to give himself a buffer time before the filming of the big drama next week, he deliberately took the weekend off. I declined even my friend's invitation, and decided to take a good rest at home.

Unexpectedly, the next is the beginning of the Shura field.

He took the elevator to the 29th floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he found that the corridor was very noisy. Several men in work clothes came out of his house with their sundries.

In order not to be recognized, he hurriedly turned away, quickly lowered the brim of his hat, put on his sunglasses again, and walked in the opposite direction.Fortunately, those workers focused their attention on moving things, went back and forth a few times, and moved the sundries to the cart and into the elevator.

Zhan Luyao took the opportunity to turn back, and when he came to his door, he heard that the house was also very noisy, and it seemed that someone was talking, so he walked in following the sound, and walked all the way to the door of Han Yue's room.

To be precise, it should be the room next to Han Yue's bedroom, which is the room where Han Yue asked Zhan Luyao to clear out his personal belongings. He said he wanted to use it as a studio, but Zhan Luyao didn't care. Big rectification.

As for how to rectify, Zhan Luyao is not clear, because two workers are standing at the door, and Zhan Luyao can only hear the sound of tinkling and electric drills inside, and he is hesitating whether to go in and have a look. Han Yue came out from the inside, dressed very similarly to him, and had an extra big mask, probably because he didn't want to be recognized by others.

Seeing Zhan Luyao, without him asking questions, Han Yue immediately gestured for him to talk elsewhere.

The sound in the room was too loud, so Zhan Luyao went directly to his bedroom on the second floor. When Han Yue came in, he closed the door, locked it, and took Han Yue to the balcony.

The sea is in front of the balcony, and there are no tall buildings nearby, so you don’t have to worry about being photographed when talking here.

The noise below could not be heard, Zhan Luyao took off his hat and sunglasses, took off his coat, threw it aside, then looked at Han Yue, and asked: "Tell me, during the two days I was away from home, what happened at home?" What's the matter?"

"Renovation studio."

"Renovation? Hehe."

Han Yue took off his mask, and his calm tone seemed to be that he didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior. His reaction simply added fuel to the flames. Zhan Luyao nodded with a sneer, and said, "The decoration is really good, but this is My house, if you want to decorate, at least tell me, right?"

"'us'."

Zhan Luyao was stunned for a moment before he understood what Han Yue said, and he continued to nod.

"Okay, it's 'our' home, but even if it's 'our' home, you still need to ask your family, right?"

"I mentioned to you about using that room as a studio, and you took your stuff too."

There was an interval of three to five seconds. Zhan Luyao looked at Han Yue, and after making sure that he did not continue, he asked, "It's over?"

"Ah."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand the causal relationship between the two."

"To be a studio, you must decorate."

"That's not 'renovation,' it's 'renovation.'"

"It's all the same to me."

"It's different for me."

"Maybe you should take an IQ test."

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Han, you have to communicate with a person with such a low IQ, but I also ask you to study social relations to understand what respect is!"

"I told you I want to work in a studio!"

"Working as a studio = renovating the house? If you want to renovate the house, just say that the refurbishment is not enough? Does it mean that when I talk to you, I have to try to figure out your intention behind every sentence? This is not how to use words like gold , Let me tell you, you are not personality, you are ego, and I have zero tolerance for your egomaniacism!"

After a little silence, Han Yue still said in a calm tone: "I don't think there is a need for tolerance between family members. It's better to be honest if you have something to say. Maybe I've overlooked this, but I didn't..."

"I'm sorry, I don't remember that I have a family like you. I only accepted you for the sake of my parents!"

After these words were finished, the whole space became extremely silent, and Han Yue's face became ugly. Unlike usual, his current expression was not only stiff, but also less bloody.

Zhan Luyao came back to his senses and realized that he had spoken too much. Although Han Yue was at fault first, he was also very cold-blooded when he spoke like this. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but Han Yue opened his mouth first.

"Sorry, I know what to do."

Zhan Luyao looked in surprise, Han Yue had already put on his mask again, turned around and went out, he hesitated for a while and wanted to call him back, but the door was already closed.