The president of the next door in the entertainment industry, wake up

Gu Heng froze in place, because he looked at He Yunxiu's mouth shape, as if he was saying, can I?

Gu Heng rubbed his forehead, only feeling confused.

Qi Zhen is back, if he still has some dirty thoughts about Xiao Wei, then he will be such a shocking piece of rubbish.

From the standpoint of Gu Wei's elder brother and He Yunxiu's good friend, Gu Heng felt that it was necessary for him to make it clear to He Yunxiu, but if He Yunxiu didn't mean it, but simply regarded Xiao Wei as his younger brother, it would be too much for him. Regardless of the matter, it is possible that friends will feel chilled.

After all, after getting along for so many years, they already knew the basics, and they really didn't want to explore He Yunxiu in some crooked way, and it would be pointless to make a fuss.

But Gu Wei really likes He Yunxiu, all he can do now is to take care of the little idiot, don't put all his thoughts into it, let's talk about the future.

Anyway, I have no future.

Gu Heng pinched himself hard to keep himself awake, and then inevitably thought of Qi Zhen's matter, and felt his head hurt even more.

There is probably no one more tragic than him in the world. His feelings for Qi Zhen have not yet died out. He Yunxiu, a psychopath, is still standing on the sidelines restlessly, pouring oxygen into it desperately, forcing himself to hold on desperately. Don't let her coffin be lifted, for fear that a fraudulent corpse will expose this secret to the sun, lose face, and make it difficult for the three of them to get along.

In just a few days, with all the things mixed together, Gu Heng felt that he was at least ten years older.

If you go on like this and go out with Xiao Weiyi, others will probably tell him that you are so young and your son is so old, you are really married at a young age.

Thinking of this, Gu Heng's hand holding the coffee paused shamefully. President Gu, who never paid attention to how to write the word maintenance, began to worry for the first time whether his life was too rough.

You see, what He Yunxiu drinks is tea, which nourishes the lungs and prolongs life, tea.

Even his father gets up every day to apply some face cream, saying that he can't be wrinkled by the wind and frost of life, as if there will be a second spring every moment, let alone galloping on the road of beauty since he was a child Gu Wei was running fast, that's a mentally handicapped person who can't wait to have body moist on his ass.

His own face is not as noble as Gu Wei's butt.

It's like, the buttocks of rich kids are full of wealth, not to mention that face.

Gu Heng: ...

Gu Wei, who was being pulled by He Yunxiu and who was eating, suddenly sneezed "Ah Chirp", rubbed his nose impatiently, and moaned, "Who is scolding me! This pervert!"

Then I saw He Daying took a tissue, smiled softly, and got closer and closer to him, finally raised his hand to wipe his chin, and said in a low voice: "How old are you, how old are you when you eat?" Can get on your chin."

Gu Wei blushed unavoidably first, then slapped He Yunxiu's hand off viciously, and even turned his small head to look around quickly with some vigilance, for fear that Qi Zhen would observe secretly in some corner, and then catch the adulterer on the spot.

I didn't have an affair with Film Emperor He, no!

As for Gu Heng, who was sitting upright in the office, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was not refined enough, and he didn't have any capital to compare with He Yunxiu, let alone his young and gorgeous little mentally retarded flower blooming like a peony. The white moonlight cinnabar mole in my heart is real.

Gu Heng even felt that he had begun to vicissitudes, like the cracked earth after a severe drought, covered with traces of wind and rain, so Gu Heng stretched out his hand to touch his face worriedly, wondering if he was still as delicate as before.

So, when the secretary entered the door, he saw his own president with his hands covering his face, circling around, stroking back and forth, and still frowning.

What kind of ghost picture is this.

"Boss, do you have a toothache?" the secretary asked softly.

Gu Heng clenched his hands into fists against his mouth, coughed pretendingly, and then said in a deep voice, "Why didn't you knock on the door."

The following guilty.

The secretary looked helpless, and even curled his lips in front of President Gu, and said bitterly: "Boss, I knocked seven times, and thought you were not in the office, so I came in to take a look."

The current working environment is really difficult. To be an assistant to the president, not only must you know everything, but you must also not look ugly.

It's better to go home and tie steel bars.

Hearing this, Gu Heng pretended to cough again to cover up his embarrassment, and then calmly continued to speak: "What's the matter."

"Come here to get the proposed contract for "Hello, 20 Years Old". Producer Zhang said he has already greeted you, and that is the one I gave you this morning." The secretary said.

"Yeah." Gu Heng replied while looking down for the contract on the desktop.

Originally, after signing it this morning, the secretary could take it away directly, but who knew that He Yunxiu came to the company suddenly, so I didn't even bother to read it, so I just put it casually, and I don't know where to put it.

Gu Heng searched for a long time, but he couldn't find the contract. If it wasn't for the one sent by the secretary this morning in his memory, he really thought he had misremembered it.

Just when Gu Heng began to doubt himself, he suddenly saw the trash can next to his seat. The silver surface of the bucket looked very sharp, and it was even a bit dazzling because of a little sunlight. There was nothing else in it, except An Jing A paper dumpling lay quietly.

Gu Heng: ...

When I was fighting He Yunxiu's wits and courage, something was sacrificed in my hands, and I think it was this document.

If the ratings of this variety show hit the street, I must settle the score with He Yunxiu, and blame all the losses on him. It is him who has added bad luck to himself and this new show. This is the culprit.

Really shameless.

Film King He Da, who was flirting with Gu Wei, also sneezed "Ah Chirp", so frightened that Gu Wei on the opposite side pulled more than 20 tissues, and desperately stuffed them in front of the film king, tearing the paper tissues into pieces A khata was hung around Yingdi He's neck.

While handing it back, he said worriedly, "Isn't it infected by me? The filming is about to start, so don't catch a cold."

Film Emperor He snorted in his heart, Gu Ganggang must be scolding me behind his back, sooner or later he will be beaten into Gu Gangjin.

But seeing Gu Wei worried about his small appearance, and thinking that he just sneezed with Gu Wei, he was still happy.

Gu Heng in the office looked at the trash can, heaved a long sigh and said to the secretary, "Make another copy for me." He thought in his heart that he must cheer up, otherwise the company might go bankrupt tomorrow.

The secretary nodded and said "Okay", when he turned around and was about to go out, he remembered something again, turned around and grabbed the edge of the door and said, "Boss, let me tell you when He Shen is leaving." , Qi Zhen will come over later to discuss the new movie with you, let you think about the investment and cost of the company, and Huaxia, Leqing and the others probably want a share of the action, and want to put some money into the movie people."

"Qi Zhen? Come here later?" Gu Heng's anger at himself immediately blew out.

"Well, that's what He Shen said. He said that you can talk to him about the movie, and you can handle the specific investment and employment matters by yourself. This Qi really doesn't care about it." The secretary said.

Gu Heng was absent-minded for a while, and then said helplessly: "I see." Then he nodded for the secretary to step down.

Gu Heng knew in his heart what He Yunxiu wanted to do, he just wanted to use this opportunity to "get closer" to Qi Zhen, and not to be so vicious.

I haven't seen him discussing with me with any movies on weekdays, and he doesn't take himself seriously at all!Even the movie that aspired to be the best actor just said to himself on WeChat, "I'm going to be the emperor", making it look like he's going to be the emperor.

To Qi Zhen, he is like being handed a pillow when he is sleepy.Qi Zhen is the pillow, and He Yunxiu is the one who handed the pillow.

It was his own pillow.

Can you resist not sleeping?Watching Qi Zhen come in must be the same as watching a huge sleeping pill come in.

Maybe it was because the character set in He Yingdi's heart was too upright in the early days, and now I can't tell him that I am a beast, you'd better not put Qi Zhen by my side, otherwise I might give you a hat to wear.

What is this called.

After Qi Zhen separated from Gu Wei, he got off the company elevator. After asking the front desk staff, he found the nearest dessert shop and planned to buy a dessert for President Gu. He couldn't waste the information Gu Wei gave him.

Then send it out in the name of He Yingdi, so as to relieve the unhappiness they had caused today, so as not to cause any quarrels.

When he arrived at the dessert shop, Qi Zhen stood in front of the counter and looked at the small and exquisite desserts. He didn't know what to choose. He didn't like those sweet and greasy tastes, so he seldom ate them, let alone studied them.

After struggling for a while, Qi Zhen walked directly to the cashier and said with a smile, "Hi, I want one of each of the desserts over there. The chocolate one and the matcha one are for me. Thank you for your hard work."

"Want one of each?" The cashier girl stopped her hand to order, and raised her head suspiciously while saying.

When he saw Qi Zhen's face clearly, he couldn't help being stunned.

Oh my god, this guy looks so eye-catching.

"Are you an artist from Li Xing Entertainment?" The girl leaned towards Qi Zhen with some excitement, and even stretched half of her body out of the cash register.

"Huh?" Qi Zhen was puzzled.

"I understand, I understand. Li Xing Entertainment is just across the street from us. There are at least dozens of artists who have patronized our dessert shop. Don't worry, I won't say it. I still have professionalism. " The girl blinked at Qi Zhen, then looked around, covered the side of her mouth with one hand, and said softly, "Can you sign me?"

After speaking, he was very excited and took out a notebook, opened it in front of Qi Zhen, and Gu Wei's signature, which was as big as a mobile phone, suddenly appeared in front of Qi Zhen.

"Is this, Gu Wei?" Qi Zhen said, pointing to Gu Wei's signature.

"Yes, yes, Gu Wei has been here several times, and I have to order a bunch every time. He is very good-looking, has a good temper, and has no airs at all, just like you! Although I don't know your name yet hehe." The girl touched Gu Wei's signature and smiled cheerfully.

"I'm not Li Xing's artist, I can barely count as Li Xing's staff. So signing something..." Qi Zhen looked at the excited look of the little girl in front of him, and was a little embarrassed to reject her directly, so he had to tell the truth.

"Are all your Li Xing staff members so good-looking?" The girl was surprised, and then quietly turned to her side: "Then can I ask for an autograph from Li Xing's staff?"

Qi Zhen didn't expect her to react like this, so he signed her name with a smile, and specially signed it on the last page, so as not to collide with other artists on the same paper and lose the value of this paper.

"It's a pity that you don't want to be an artist. If you become an artist, you will definitely be popular! When you become popular, I will be the first fan with an autograph!" The girl kept the notebook carefully and contentedly, and continued He turned sideways and chatted with Qi Zhen.

"I'll sign it for you when I become popular, the one is as big as Gu Weiwei." Qi Zhen teased her with a smile.

But the entertainment industry, I really didn't want to enter it.

Thinking about his brother, every time he went home, it was like an underground connection, he had to guard against this and that, it was really tiring.

"You bought so much, can you get it?" the girl said worriedly while filling the bag with desserts.

"Well, no matter how many of these little things there are, they won't weigh too much."

Give the chocolate one to President Gu, it is definitely sweet and greasy, the matcha one can be given to Xiao Wei, and the rest can be distributed to the little girls in the secretary office, front desk and some departments.

Now that I am the assistant of He Dayingdi, it is reasonable to do these things. After all, there are people in the workplace, and artists are especially important.

Not to mention worrying about the actor's love life.

Really hard work, a role model in the industry.

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