After reaching the pinnacle of life, cheats came [Entertainment Circle]

on Monday.

Stretching out from the spacious big bed and sitting up, the curtains sensed Wen Yanqing's movements and opened automatically, allowing a faint sunlight to shine in.

After opening his eyes, there was almost no hesitation. He got off the bed, went to the bathroom to turn on the water, and took a shower.

After coming out, I went straight to the kitchen, warmed a sandwich in the microwave, and made a cup of coffee.

Simply sit at a long table and have a breakfast, and check news related to domestic and foreign stock markets while eating.

This is very simple for Wen Yanqing, since he was 23 years old, this habit has not fallen a day.

After breakfast, he changed into his suit and left the house at eight o'clock on time. He has several properties in the city center. As for where to live, it depends on his itinerary for the next day.

Assistant Chen Xue'an was already waiting for him in the private garage.

The driver Xiao Wang drove quietly, and Chen Xue'an informed Wen Yanqing of the day's itinerary.

He is going to attend a ribbon cutting and a reception today.These are all private events in the industry.

In fact, when he was not the upstart big boss, his day was busier than it is now.

Wen Yanqing didn't have many complaints about this.In shopping malls, he is calm and never makes judgments. No matter how impulsive others are, he is the dealer who will never lose in the gambling king movie.

At the dinner party, countless handsome men and women threw themselves on him, and the assistant helped him fend off them one by one.

Wen Yanqing left the reception at eight o'clock, and the driver Xiao Wang drove him back to his residence near the head office.

When she got home, Wen Yanqing let out a sigh of relief, loosened her tie, and threw the clothes that smelled of tobacco and alcohol into the basket, and there would be cleaning aunts to clean them up regularly.

He took a shower in the bathroom outside and changed into clean pajamas before opening the door and walking inside.

This is not only his bedroom, but also his spiritual habitat.

Different from the European-style decoration in other places in this building, this room looks like a star-chaser's residence.

Liancheng's various high-definition stills, some of which were not even circulated in the market, but were secretly photographed by paparazzi, and he also paid a lot of money to buy them back privately.

Opposite the bed is a huge screen, and in the cabinet below are all of Liancheng's works since his debut.

But what fascinates Wen Yanqing the most is Liancheng's debut novel, "The Mountain".

Although "Dashan" is good, it also has some side effects.

"It's almost ten o'clock..." Wen Yanqing was a little distressed. He lightly bit his lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and pushed "Dashan" into it, "I'll watch it on Friday, and I don't go to work on Saturday."

So he played a [-]-episode dog-blood love drama starring Liancheng. After editing, there were only seven episodes left, all of which were Liancheng's one-man shows.

On the screen, the character played by Liancheng looks affectionately, looking directly at Wen Yanqing in front of the screen, and his voice is so gentle that he can pinch water, "I love you."

Wen Yanqing covered her flushed face and screamed silently.

on Tuesday.

After waking up, the video has automatically stopped playing, just like yesterday morning, turn on the water, take a shower, eat, and watch the news.

Go downstairs, take the car, and go to the company.

When I arrived at the company, it was less than nine o'clock.

Employees officially go to work at nine o'clock, but Wen Yanqing always arrives early. Sometimes he is not in the company, and the official affairs waiting to be processed are temporarily piled up in his office.

After finishing these business affairs in the morning, I drank a cup of coffee with milk in the middle, and chatted with the department manager about the annual meeting. I had beef brisket claypot rice in the cafeteria for lunch, and it only cost 12 yuan.

In the afternoon, the sun is very good.Business done.

When there is no urgent matter, Chen Xue'an will not be in his office.

So he opened several office software, and at the same time opened Weibo Douban Tieba... and other software.

Start searching Liancheng's name.

But Liancheng hasn't blogged for a long time.The news that came out of the major forums was half-truth and half-false, and the beautiful pictures that came out were all collected.

Wen Yanqing could only look at Liancheng's Weibo over and over again. There were very few of his Weibo, and most of them were forwarded by advertisers and film crews.Seems like Liancheng hasn't been on a variety show yet?

It would be great if Liancheng could appear on variety shows, he would have new materials to sort out.

Thinking about it in his heart, Wen Yanqing felt that his hands were a little itchy, so he clicked on station b to check the edited video he uploaded.

That's right, he is still an unknown master at station b, specializing in editing Liancheng's personal videos.

The office doorbell rang, Wen Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly closed the software.

Chen Xue'an held a stack of documents and put them on the side table, and then stood in front of his desk to ask about things.

"Well, okay, let's see how the two of them cooperate." He gave instructions quickly and clearly, like an emotionless working machine.

Chen Xue'an looked at him with adoring eyes again.

Wen Yanqing was a little... Speechless, if his subordinates knew that he was a crazy star-chaser in private, it would definitely be his social death.

Get off work at 05:30, except for some positions that require shifts, most of Tengda's employees are off work.

Wen Yanqing is no exception, commuting with his employees has been his unshakable habit for many years.

He hates working overtime.

In the elevator, the employees crowded around him obediently, at least one person away from him.

When getting out of the elevator, a female employee greeted in a low voice: "Boss waving ~ see you tomorrow."

He gently evoked a smile: "See you tomorrow."

Then turned around coolly.

After he left, the female employee started screaming: "My God, the big boss is so imposing! I didn't dare to breathe just now!"

Go home and repeat what happened on Monday night, only with another cut of the show.

Repeat Monday/Tuesday, Wed.

Thursday.

Early in the morning, I received Crazy Aite from the group of friends.

A new horse came to the racecourse in the suburbs, and Shi Runzhang asked him to go with him.

Yu Yun and Liu Xiang were also there.

Wen Yanqing frowned slightly. He suddenly found inspiration again yesterday, and wanted to cut a video of Liancheng self-suffering, and he planned to do it today.

He hesitated for a moment.

Shi Runzhang sent a message: "You are over 30 years old, if you stay at home, you will sooner or later become an old man with loose muscles."

When he saw this sentence, his pupils dilated and his breathing became short of breath.

He is nine years older than Liancheng.

This is simply horrible!

So Wen Yanqing sent a message to Chen Xue'an, asking the department manager to take care of today's official business, he has something urgent.

The driver Xiao Wang was still waiting for him conscientiously, and then sent the big boss to the racecourse.

Shi Runzhang smiled triumphantly, "I knew this sentence was useful."

Wen Yanqing has a few exclusive horses at the racecourse, which are said to be of bloody BMW blood, but he doesn't come here often, most of the time, the horses are ridden by Shi Runzhang.

Following them on horseback for a few laps on the pasture, Wen Yanqing was slightly sweating.

Then I went to the farmhouse, fishing, eating, picking fruits...

Wen Yanqing refused to go to those places of pleasure.

Shi Runzhang and the others had no choice but to follow him and live the retirement life of the elderly in advance, Buddhist.

Thursday night was the same as the previous three days, just another movie.

When changing discs, Wen Yanqing looked at "Dashan" at the bottom, his face turned red, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Friday.

it rained today.

Wen Yanqing checked the weather in Northeast China. He wondered if Liancheng was hot, how the filming was going, and when it would be finished. When he finished filming, would he return to the apartment?Then do you want to move back?

He rarely sat on the bed for 10 minutes, successfully saving the step of eating.

Turn on the water, take a shower, change clothes, go downstairs, take the car, and go to the company.

Today Friday, the company is busier than usual.

If it is not a special post, overtime work is not allowed on Saturdays and Sundays.

Not wanting to delay things, Tengda employees can only finish all the things in hand on Friday.

Wen Yanqing was also busier than usual, and had no time to rest until lunch.

After lunch, I slept in the hidden lounge of the office, and woke up at 02:30.

Wen Yanqing took care of business for a while.

Start checking the time frequently.

He wants to go home.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Tengda held a weekly meeting. The meeting went quickly, and each department's speech was brief and clear, never dragging its feet.

Finally, before 05:30, the weekly meeting ended.

Wen Yanqing showed a satisfied expression, and made a summary: "You guys did a good job this week, let's continue to work hard next week, get off work!"

The employees were praised, happy to go home from get off work, and enjoy a wonderful weekend.

Wen Yanqing also gave the driver Xiao Wang a break, and drove to a small restaurant outside the Fifth Ring Road by himself.

It was past eight o'clock when we arrived at the restaurant, and the traffic jam killed people.

The owner of the restaurant is Wen Yanqing's uncle in the same village. His son was once Wen Yanqing's good friend, but died young.

It is hard to leave the homeland, and it is even more difficult to stay in a sad place.

Later, Wen Yanqing opened a restaurant for them in Beijing, and the old couple lived in their son's favorite city before his death.

There are still people eating in the store.

After parking the car, Wen Yanqing rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the back kitchen, "Uncle, I'm here."

He is an old helper here, and he will visit the old couple every Friday.

The day I met Liancheng was also a rainy day, my aunt was at home with arthritis, and my uncle was worried, Wen Yanqing saw that there were not many customers, so he let him go back, and stayed to look at the store by himself.

Most of the dishes in the store are what his friend liked to eat during his lifetime.

"Why are you here again? Isn't your company busy?"

"Not busy, I'm the big boss, so I can't be too busy."

This is true.

It was already eleven o'clock when I finished helping in the restaurant.

No one came to the restaurant for half an hour, so the door was closed.

Before leaving, my uncle Liuwen Yanqing stayed temporarily, but was rejected.

There was no traffic jam on the way back, and Wen Yanqing got home at twelve o'clock.

Change the clothes full of oily smoke, take a shower, and change into thin pajamas.

Before entering the room, Wen Yanqing couldn't help swallowing, her ears turned red.

Finally, "The Mountain" can be played.

This is the only film that has not been edited by him.

Accompanied by the melodious music, the camera passes over clear rivers and green mountains, and gradually approaches a small mountain village.

In the village in the valley, a young man walked out of a dilapidated old house.

He was dressed as a woodcutter, with a bamboo hat on his head, barefoot, stepped in the mud one by one, and walked towards the river against the early morning mist.

Wen Yanqing couldn't bear to blink her eyes, followed the camera, looking obsessively at the boy on the screen.

He can almost satisfy everyone's fantasy, pure and innocent, with wet mud overflowing between his beautiful toes, just like that, walking towards the unknown front.

In the darkness, accompanied by a small sigh.

Wen Yanqing's week is over.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write a small theater.

Later, Xiaowen deserves a big chapter of his own!

Beg for praise~