After rebirth, I want to divorce every day

The people in the room watched Wen Quchen stare straight at Duan Baiyang, and were silent in an eerie atmosphere.

Cen Ya, who was caught between the two, felt that although Jiang Ke was not a good person, she was on his side anyway, so how could she just watch the two of them flirt with each other.

"Come in, come in, Brother Chen is here."

Wen Quchen's thoughts were interrupted by her enthusiastic voice, and he also felt that it was a bit misleading for him to look at Duan Baiyang like this.

He quickly returned to his senses, put away those disturbing things, got up and explained calmly: "Welcome, I was a little surprised to see you, I thought you would come over in a few days."

Duan Baiyang took off the baseball cap on his head, revealing his pale and delicate face, with a little unhealthy morbidity.

"I told you, I need money."

Those debt collectors found him again this morning. The water tank was smashed during the fight. He tried his best to protect the recording equipment and promised those people to pay back the money in half a month.

He was tempted by the world-renowned musician Wen Quchen proposed, but what made him compromise in the end was the concession of his best interests.

He needs money.

Wen Quchen glanced at the bandage accidentally exposed on his arm, looked away and nodded, telling Cen Ya to call Zou Ming over.

Zou Ming knows better than him when it comes to signing artist contracts. Although Duan Baiyang must be given the greatest freedom, he must also prevent the bamboo basket from being empty.In the final analysis, he and Duan Baiyang are just taking what they need.

After Zou Ming came over, he looked Duan Baiyang up and down, and suddenly said, "Are you the one who beat Zhou Liangyuan before?"

Duan Baiyang's gaze suddenly turned cold, it was obvious that the name made him fluctuate a lot.

Seeing him like this, Wen Quchen didn't ask anything, but urged Zou Ming to print out a contract.

Cheng Xijue's matter hadn't been resolved yet, he saw that Duan Baiyang was thrusting in front of him, huddled on the single sofa and didn't dare to speak, clasping his fingers aggrievedly.

His appearance made Wen Quchen a little bit dumbfounded, but it was true that he couldn't participate in "Bright Spring", and he couldn't find any particularly good solution for a while.

Wen Quchen pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered something, if Li Fang was going to shoot "Bright Spring", what would Fang Qidao be shooting?

He picked up the phone, got up and walked to the French window, and dialed Qiao Fangyue. He remembered that Director Qiao and Fang Qidao had a good relationship, so he should know something.

"Director Qiao, I have something to ask you."

"Xiao Wen, what's the matter?"

"Has Director Fang Qidao prepared a new drama recently?"

Qiao Fangyue was a little surprised, "He is indeed preparing a drama, but the drama he is filming is different from your current route. Why did you suddenly ask him?"

Wen Quchen smiled, "There is an artist in my company who I want to recommend to Director Fang, so I came to ask you about Director Fang's new play."

"That's the case." Qiao Fangyue thought for a while, "That's okay, you give me the artist's information, and I will recommend it to you."

Wen Quchen thanked him, and after hanging up the phone, asked Cheng Xijue's manager to send his information to Qiao Fangyue.

He has nothing to do with Director Fang, and Director Qiao's recommendation is much more reliable than his.

Seeing this, Cheng Xijue got up politely and went out. When he reached the door, he happily jumped three feet high and ran away with his arms around the manager's neck.

After solving this matter, Zou Ming also came in with a contract for Duan Baiyang.

"Mr. Duan, take a look at the contract. If you are not satisfied with anything, we can discuss it later."

Duan Baiyang took the contract in silence, and read the contract carefully from beginning to end, while Wen Quchen and Zou Ming sat patiently aside, without any sign of urging.

After reading the contract, Duan Baiyang took out a pen from the bag he brought and signed his name.

"I've read the contract. If you dare to withhold my money, I can sue you."

"Of course." Wen Quchen smiled, handed over the contract to Zou Ming, and stretched out his hand, "I wish us a happy cooperation."

Duan Boyang stared into his eyes and held his hand.

"Pleasant to work with."

Seeing Duan Baiyang's leaving figure, Wen Quchen suddenly asked, "What happened to Zhou Liangyuan?"

Zou Ming seemed to have guessed that he would ask about this matter, and Zou Ming was not surprised, "Zhou Liangyuan is also a manager, but his reputation is not very good. I heard that he was beaten in a cafe half a year ago. The person who beat him It’s called Duan Baiyang. It happened that another insider was drinking coffee there that day, watched the excitement and took a few photos, so I recognized him immediately.”

"What was the cause of the conflict?"

"It's hard to say. I heard some guesses because Zhou Liangyuan had some bad ideas. That Duan Baiyang Zilie didn't accept it, so he beat him on the spot."

After saying this, Zou Ming sighed, "I really can't see it. This section of Baiyang looks thin and weak, and he beats people quite ruthlessly. Judging from the photos, Zhou Liangyuan was beaten until he was bleeding."

After becoming a zero-degree entertainer, Duan Baiyang is no longer suitable to live in the original small courtyard, not to mention judging from the bandages on his arms, whether people can still live there is also a problem.

So according to the contract, Wen Quchen sent someone to Duan Baiyang to help him move into the house arranged by Zero.

Wen Quchen was very satisfied after solving three major issues in one afternoon. Before going home, he habitually took out his mobile phone and glanced at Jiang Ke's WeChat.Sure enough, another message came.

I don't know when he and Jiang Ke developed such a tacit understanding.

He clicked on the message, and Jiang Ke said that he might have to go back later tonight.

Wen Quchen sighed softly, turned off his phone, and walked towards the underground parking lot.Before he got to the car, he had a flash of inspiration, thinking that since Jiang Ke couldn't go back early, he could go to the Jiang Group to see him!

This whim made Wen Quchen jump with joy.

Ling Du and Jiang's were not far away, and Wen Quchen arrived soon.

He put on his mask and hat and got out of the car.

Maybe it was because after six o'clock, there was no one at Jiang's front desk, and the lobby was empty, eerily quiet.

Seeing this scene, Wen Quchen felt that he was a little reckless. Jiang Ke only said that he would go home later, but he didn't say that he would work overtime at Jiang's.

After thinking about it for a while, Wen Quchen still planned to go up and have a look in line with the principle of "everyone comes here" in the country.

The elevator took him to the floor where Jiang Ke's office was located. When the door opened, Wen Quchen was shocked.The whole floor is brightly lit, people are coming and going, and the employees are busy with their feet on the ground.

Is this the grand occasion at the feet of the Son of Heaven?

A sharp-eyed person saw him and stopped to say hello to him, "Mr. Wen."

Wen Quchen smiled friendly and asked, "Are you working overtime as a group? Why are there so many people at this point?"

The man replied quickly: "We have to get new bids these days, so we are quite busy."

It may be that Wen Quchen is easy to talk, but the serious person at one second lowered his voice and began to complain: "Mr. Wen, you came to pick up the president, right? If the president doesn't leave, we dare not leave." Ah, look at me, I'm so hungry that my face is pale."

Wen Quchen was amused, he glanced at the other people, and sure enough, he saw that although those people didn't stop moving their hands after hearing the movement here, their eyes were full of expectation when they looked over from time to time.

It seems that they are all looking forward to getting off work.

"Those who have finished their work can go home without worry. As long as they have finished their work, you Jiang will always find trouble."

After hearing this, several employees began to pack their things, and they did not forget to thank Wen Quchen, "Thank you for Mr. Wen's great kindness, we will slip away first, and Mr. Jiang will leave it to you."

Wen Quchen waved goodbye to them with a funny face, and strode towards the office inside.

He knocked on the door, and Jiang Ke's deep voice came, "Come in", Wen Quchen pushed the door open and went in.

Jiang Ke's office is still black, white and gray as always, it seems that he has not changed his color preference in those ten years.

Wen Quchen thought endlessly, waiting for Jiang Ke to look up and find him.

After about half a minute, Jiang Ke, who looked down at the information, realized that the person who came in hadn't spoken.

He raised his head impatiently, but was stunned when he saw the person coming, and then there was a look of joy in his eyes.

"Why are you here, Dust?"

He dropped the documents and hurried over, took Wen Quchen's hand and led him to the sofa, smiling happily, "Did you miss me?"

Jiang Ke just said this habitually, he knew Wen Quchen's character, and he would definitely not answer such words, but he didn't expect to see Wen Quchen nodded and said, "Yes, I miss you. "

The moment he entered the door, he remembered the scene of entering Jiang Ke's office many times. Jiang Ke was always waiting for him at that desk.

Suddenly, he missed Jiang Ke very much. Even though he was right in front of his eyes, he still couldn't help missing him.

Jiang Ke was shocked by this unexpected answer, staring at him blankly, probably wondering if today is the end of the world.

Seeing him like this, Wen Quchen sighed softly, and hugged him, "Why don't you know how to hug me, I already said I miss you."

The person who was hugged raised his hand and hugged him back, smiling like a fool from an angle that Wen Quchen couldn't see.

Regardless of the end of the world, Chenchen took the initiative to hug him!

The air was full of warmth, and the two of them hugged each other and refused to let go.

What finally interrupted the hug was a phone call from Wen Quchen's order. After obtaining approval, the delivery man delivered it to the office. Before leaving, he said he hoped the customer would give him a five-star review.

Wen Quchen put the food on the table, and stuffed a pair of chopsticks into Jiang Ke's hands, "Try it, I ordered this on the way here, and I heard from Cen Ya that the food made by this restaurant is delicious."

Jiang Ke went to pick up some vegetables in a daze, he guessed that Wen Quchen could put some poison in his mouth and swallow it at this moment.

"How about it?"

"not bad."

It's not that Jiang Ke spoke against his will because of Wen Quchen's point, the things in this store are indeed not bad.

"It seems that Cen Ya didn't cheat me. I'm afraid this store doesn't suit your taste."

After eating, Jiang Ke put the takeaway packaging in the trash can, then picked up his coat, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Ah?" Wen Quchen was a little confused, "Are you done?"

"Work is not as important as you, let's go home."

Touching the hair that was rubbed by Jiang Ke, Wen Quchen quickly stopped him, "Don't, don't take home the work that can be done here." Otherwise, when he fell asleep, he would definitely have to secretly Get up and look at the file.He has been caught many times before!

Jiang Ke was taking the documents, when he heard the words, he turned around and pinched his face, and discussed with a smile: "Then you go back first? I don't know when I can finish it, you are tired from the zero-degree work these days, go back sleep earlier."

"No," Wen Quchen patted Jiang Ke's pinched hands away, and dragged the chair opposite the desk to Jiang Ke's side, "I'll sit by your side to accompany you, and I can also help you read the documents. "

Jiang Ke knew that Wen Quchen didn't like these things in business, so he didn't worry about the help he said, but he was always happy that Wen Quchen could be here with him, so he didn't make up his mind to drive people away, but just told: "If it's too late and sleepy, go to the lounge and sleep. I'll call you when I get home."

"Okay, okay, I got it, you can read it quickly."

As time passed by, Jiang Ke, who didn't want to help, began to be surprised. Wen Quchen was really helping him to read the documents as he said, and what was even more surprising was that he could always put forward amendments that were very satisfactory to him. , like he knew exactly what he was thinking.

"My Chenchen really connects with me, why can I always guess my thoughts." Jiang Ke is very happy about this situation, and feels that he and Wen Quchen are really a match made in heaven.

And Wen Quchen thought silently in his heart: This is because you taught me these things, can I not understand your thoughts?

[The author has something to say: When I have money, I must press a pair of fake arms for myself, and a pair of arms will add an article, so that I can meet my needs for updating articles (#^.^#)

】