[Transmigration Book] After being forced to announce with the official rival

Liang Junyao took a step to the side, walked away from Bian Mu, and immediately changed the subject, "Director Zhou's decoration style is probably the only one in this office building."

Wearing a white V-neck sweater, beige slacks, and a pair of furry slippers, with disheveled hair and yawning, like Zhou Wanshang who just woke up, he fits in very well with this environment.

Zhou Wanshang closed the door without revealing anything. He led the people towards the tea table and chuckled, "It's just the style. I like it. It's fine if my employees like it or not. It doesn't need to be the same."

Liang Junyao saw Zhou Wanshang stepping over Papaxiong lying on the aisle, and he silently picked it up and put it on the sofa beside him before following him again, "Having said that... working in such an environment should be enjoyable, employees Relax, and the quality of work is also high. Speaking of which, today is a working day, how about your employees?"

Hearing the turning point and changing the subject in the other party's words, Zhou Wanshang didn't pursue it, "It's not that Mr. Liang is here, he gave them an afternoon off."

Liang Junyao raised his eyebrows slightly, which is really the benefit of a small studio.

Zhou Wanshang sat down at the tea table and boiled water to make tea, then pointed to the chair casually, "Sit down, what would you like to drink?"

Liang Junyao looked at the Bianmu named Louis lying at Zhou Wanshang's feet, looked away and glanced at a row of two-meter-long chicken-wing wood antique shelves standing side by side behind him, on which were all kinds of tea, herbal tea and decorations ,etc!

On the right side of the shelf there was a cushion on top, and the cushion was sleeping with its back to them... a cat? !

Liang Junyao suddenly felt that the hair was panicking, as if the hair was all on his body, he paused, and did not follow the master's intention, "If you can, just give me a cup of coffee."

"No coffee, but enough tea tubes."

Zhou Wanshang's posture was too relaxed, and Liang Junyao quickly adjusted his mood. He didn't hold it up. The solid wooden armchair had a cushion and a backrest. It was very comfortable to sit on. Move away from that cat and dog.

He laughed and said, "It's meaningless for Director Zhou to ask such a question."

"It's the first time I've seen Mr. Liang being so straightforward."

Liang Junyao didn't pick up on it. It stands to reason that the tea in the gaiwan has been put away, but it was just a casual question, but according to Zhou Wanshang's character, it can be basically concluded that this is not casual, but a temptation.

Asked and then deliberately denied, is to test him?

Zhou Wanshang rolled up his sleeves to wash and make tea, without looking at the people around him, "Zhang Bingnan has just signed a brokerage company, and this company has just been acquired by Zhongding, so Liang will not be unaware of this."

coming.

Liang Junyao knew that it would be difficult for him to be caught between these two enemies.

The biggest conflict between him and Zhou Wanshang was Wu Sizhao. He didn't provoke, provoke, or seek trouble. He and Zhou Wanshang didn't have to fight to the death. The root cause was not established.

And Zhou Wanshang and Zhang Bingnan are not rivals, they are enemies.

This is not easy to resolve.

Liang Junyao looked at Zhou Wanshang silently. The spring sunshine came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, casting leaf shadows on this man through the wooden flower stand partition, and the pure white thin sweater also had distinct shadows.

And the exposed wrist is especially beautiful, slender and white, with just the right curvature of the wrist bone, a little more abrupt, less flat, and the fingers are well-proportioned, which contrasts with the translucent golden-orange tea soup, making it more beautiful.

When Zhou Wanshang put the teacup on the bamboo coaster in front of him, Liang Junyao regained his composure. When he raised his eyes and saw the other party's dark coffee-colored hair that was getting warmer and warmer under the sun, he felt a little... uncomfortable.

This uneasiness seemed to come not only from the two hairy non-human beings.

He took a sip of the tea, and the dry mouth just now eased a bit, "The tea is not bad."

Zhou Wanshang nodded, "The 12-year-old white tea is very suitable for someone like Mr. Liang who likes coffee."

Liang Junyao felt that the slightly lukewarm tea was a bit lukewarm, like the innocuous disguise that Zhou Wanshang wore in a leisurely manner.

Maybe he should re-examine this person.

Liang Junyao put down his teacup, and after Zhou Wanshang continued, he slowly opened his mouth, "This matter is what I mean, and I also communicated with the board of directors. Zhongding has plans to develop in the entertainment industry in the next step. Signing him is just right. , and he wants to be close to you in his heart."

"You clearly know that I am in the same situation as him."

"Do you have any mortal hatred?"

"Strictly speaking, there is not at present."

"It's over," Liang Junyao said frankly, "I admit that I wanted to stay away from you and Wu Sizhao at first, and didn't want to get involved in your affairs anymore, but Bingnan wanted to ease the relationship with you, and we also have Collaborate, so why not try? Anything is possible.”

"Do you think you can make that possible?"

Liang Junyao doesn't know if he can do it, but he has to try. He has come to this point. The best result is that after this cooperation between him and Zhou Wanshang, he will be able to stay away from the protagonist, and Zhang Bingnan will also I can ease the relationship with Zhou Wanshang and not push myself to a dead end.

His relationship with Zhang Bingnan, and the relationship between Zhang Bingnan and Zhou Wanshang are essentially irrelevant.

And what he said to Zhang Bingnan may not be suitable to tell Zhou Wanshang that that stupid boy who rushed upwards with a wave of anger is a thousand-year-old fox who has turned into a human form.

However, the other party didn't seem to ask the reason for an answer, so he continued talking on his own.

Zhou Wanshang narrowed his eyes and looked at his former nemesis? The father of the cash owner? Liang Junyao, slightly pursed his lower lip, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I didn't invest enough in the last movie, and the management didn't want to add more. Some money, and mortgaged a few houses."

Liang Junyao was a little strange, what did you mean by telling him this?

He also thought that Zhou Wanshang was alluding to this investment, and explained: "I have already signed the contract before, this time you are free to invest as much as you want, first pre-appropriate [-] million, if there is not enough, add more, martial arts, fairy tales, fantasy , sci-fi, whatever, just follow your ideas, and I will try my best to cooperate."

Zhou Wanshang laughed when he heard this. Liang Junyao had never seen anyone laugh like this before in the reports about Zhou Wanshang. He looked so cheerful that he was dumbfounded by the smile, although the beauty seemed to laugh like——

The flower bone in his heart was blown away by the spring breeze.

But what he said was not funny, he was clearly talking about business!

What's so funny? ! !

Zhou Wanshang laughed with tears, he wiped the corners of his eyes, leaned his elbows on the edge of the table, rested his chin on his hands, and bent his eyes, "Mr. Liang, I slept in the studio for more than half a year, and the employees all disliked me." Get in the way, how about...you take me in?"

Ok?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmm?

Liang Junyao felt that he had heard auditory hallucinations, take him in?What kind of shelter is this!He didn't believe that a director as old as Zhou Wanshang had no place to live!