The Rise of the Transmigrated Movie Emperor

Shen Mohan hasn't had a good rest these days, because it's the end of the year, and the company has a lot of things to do, and he wants to finish his work early, so he can go to Beixia City before the end of the year to finalize the cooperation.

He Junyu intends to make friends, and offered to offer the "big cake" in Shanghai Longwan. Of course, he will not refuse. If it is other projects, he may not take it seriously, but the Hailongwan project is linked to the government. People have no chance to get a share of the action.

It's just that I have been busy for several days, and I have a little insomnia at night. Today's condition is a bit poor, and I have a headache all morning, but I still endured the discomfort and dealt with the work.

It was past twelve o'clock, and Shen Mohan was so tired that he didn't go to eat, so he went into the lounge.

Probably because he was really tired, he fell asleep after lying down for a while.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, but in a daze, he seemed to hear a knock on the door.

He was very sleepy and his head hurt, but the knock on the door kept ringing, persistently, really annoying.

He opened his eyes, got out of bed and strode over, opening the door.

When Shen Mohan saw the person standing outside the door, Shen Mohan was stunned.

"Mingheng, you... why are you back?"

"Mo Han, I miss you." The boy threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Shen Mohan's heart skipped a beat, as if his heart had been hit hard by something, it didn't hurt, but it was a little sore.

He hugged the boy slowly, only to hear the boy ask coquettishly: "Mo Han, do you miss me?"

Shen Mohan's heart skipped a beat, his throat rolled up and down, "Think."

The boy seemed very satisfied with his answer, he tiptoed happily, and put his upper lip on...

Shen Mohan's eyes darkened, and he grabbed the back of the boy's head...

But at this moment, Li Yu's voice sounded beside his ears, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, wake up."

Shen Mohan opened his eyes suddenly, he stared at Li Yu in a daze, unable to recover for a while.

Seeing that he woke up, Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief, "Boss Shen, you have a fever."

"What time is it?" Shen Mohan raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple, the dream just now appeared in his mind...

Just now, almost...

Shen Mohan was startled, an unnatural look flashed across his face, but there was a hint of disappointment in his heart.

Li Yu didn't notice his strangeness, he helped him to sit up, "It's past two o'clock, Mr. Shen, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, you go out first, I'll take it easy."

Li Yu froze for a moment, "Okay, then I'll go out first."

After leaving the lounge, Li Yu rubbed his chin, was it just his illusion, why did he feel that Mr. Shen looked at him a little...disgusted?

Delusion?

In the next few days, Li Yu suddenly discovered that Boss Shen worked harder than before.

He even ate lunch in the office, but he also found that Mr. Shen seemed to be in a bad mood these days, and he was also preoccupied. Several times when he came in, he was in a daze.

After working with Boss Shen for two years, it was the first time he saw him in such a stateless state. Over the past few days, Boss Shen has been haggard a lot.

I don't know what happened to Mr. Shen?

Li Yu muttered something in his heart, came to the desk, and asked, "Mr. Shen, can I still bring you lunch today?"

Shen Mohan came back to his senses, and responded lightly, "Bring me some porridge."

"Okay." Li Yu opened his mouth, wanting to ask him if he encountered any difficulties, but in the end he didn't say much.

After Li Yu left, Shen Mohan picked up the phone on the table, turned on the screen, clicked on WeChat, scrolled down with his slender fingers, and saw Ming Heng's profile picture at the end.

He clicked on the dialog box, and the chat history stayed more than two years ago.

It was Mingheng who asked him if he had eaten and where...

Shen Mohan was startled, he actually...has no impression at all.

He seems to have never replied to Mingheng.

Shen Mohan pursed his lips, and the irritability in his heart increased by two points.

He stared blankly at the phone screen, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

He didn't even know when Li Yu came back. Li Yu called him, but seeing that he didn't respond, he muttered again: I'm in a daze again.

"Mr. Shen, your porridge." Li Yu put the bag on his desk.

Shen Mohan came back to his senses, and said "Go out first", after Li Yu left, he pressed the screen to turn on, hesitated for two seconds, and sent Ming Heng a message.

[Have you got a meal yet? ]

However, when the message was sent, it was prompted: Eternal Star has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. Only after the other party passes the verification can you chat.

Shen Mohan: "..."

Mingheng actually deleted him?

When was it deleted?

His face darkened, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he was holding, so he clicked Send to friend for verification.

After clicking, he felt inexplicably nervous again.

After waiting for a while, the other party did not approve his request. He pursed his lips, feeling the urge to call directly.

But suddenly, he thought again, Ming Heng might have deleted his cell phone number too, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Mohan immediately quit WeChat, clicked on Contacts, found Mingheng's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang for a while before the other party answered, "Hello, who is it?"

Shen Mohan: "..."

Sure enough, Mingheng also deleted his mobile phone number.

Shen Mohan suppressed the unknown anger in his heart, and said coldly: "It's me."

Ming Heng was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Shen Mohan?"

This voice is Shen Mohan, right?

"Hmm." Shen Mohan tightened his grip on the phone, and his face darkened again.

It's a pity that Mingheng couldn't see it, "Er... it's you, what's the matter with you calling me?"

Shen Mohan who is fine: "..."

He pursed his lips and said, "I'm going to Beixia in a few days, do you have anything to bring there?"

Mingheng: "..."

He was silent for two seconds and said, "No."

Even if there is, he won't let him take it.

Shen Mohan was silent and didn't speak for a while.

Ming Heng was confused, "Well, what else is there?"

"No."

"Er...then, I'm going to have lunch first, bye," Ming Heng hung up the phone after finishing speaking. He was starving to death, and the weather was so cold that the box lunch became cold after two mouthfuls, so he had to pour some boiling water warm it up.

Shen Mohan looked at the phone that was hung up, and felt extremely irritable for a while.

During dinner, Mrs. Shen saw that he didn't seem to have any appetite, so she finally couldn't help asking: "What's going on with you these days? Is there something wrong with the company?"

Shen Mohan paused while eating, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said lightly: "It's okay, I'm a little tired these days."

"Take a two-day rest when you're tired. It's not like you can't operate without the company."

"Well, I'll be busy for another two days, and I'll go to Beixia."

Mrs. Shen was stunned, "Beixia? Xiaoheng seems to be filming in Beixia?"

She remembered that Zheng Wanyan told her that day, Mingheng went to Beixia to film, is it Beixia?

Shen Mohan's eyes flickered slightly, "Well, he's filming over there, but I'm not looking for him, it's the company's business."