you are my baby [rebirth]

As if I was a prey...

This thought suddenly appeared in Shen Luo's mind, causing his aura to drop instantly.

But then, he felt funny again.

The other party is just a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, where does he have the ability to make him feel timid?

The light dimmed for a moment, and when it came back on, Jiang Suifeng had already lowered his head.

It was as if that smile had never appeared before, but was just his imagination born out of thin air.

Shen Luo confirmed again that it was probably the half-bright light on his face at that moment, which gave people an illusion.

After the performance, Jiang Suifeng invited him up to the third floor again.

Still in that messy office, the two sat facing each other again.

This time it was Jiang Suifeng who spoke first, and he said, "I didn't expect you to come back to me so soon."

It was a fatal blow!

Coming back so soon is the biggest weakness of Xing Chuan in this negotiation. It is almost telling the other party clearly that the matter is so urgent that it cannot wait any longer.

Shen Luo took a sip of water and said with a smile: "You can't say that, it's just passing by here today."

"Understood." Jiang Suifeng nodded.

"Seeing you playing drums on the stage today, you are really shining," Shen Luo said with a smile: "Is it true that you don't think about the band anymore?"

He threw out the words, as if he was looking for candidates for the band, and kept silent about the movie.

"I thought I had given you the answer last time," Jiang Suifeng smiled: "If it's about the band, there's no need to continue today's conversation."

Shen Luo coughed lightly, and scrutinized Jiang Suifeng.

The young man on the opposite side had a leisurely attitude, his eyes were cold but clear, and he couldn't see the slightest scheming.

But the words are so direct and sharp, directly hitting the opponent's weakness.

He couldn't help doubting, could it be that he could really remain unmoved by other temptations?

Simply want that movie?

But why?

"That movie won't work," he cut to the point: "If you really want to take the road of acting, I can discuss with the company and give you a few TV drama resources."

The corners of Jiang Suifeng's mouth curled up, as if he was satisfied that the negotiation had finally come to the point, and also seemed very satisfied with his proposal.

Shen Luo strikes while the iron is hot: "This movie is a small production. The director and the heroine are both newcomers. It all depends on the traffic and popularity. If there is another newcomer, what do you think there will be singing?"

"Be smart," he said persuasively, "don't do things that harm others and benefit yourself."

"How many domestic TV dramas can be filmed in a year?" Jiang Suifeng asked: "How many can be broadcast in the end? How many of them can make a splash? Have you ever counted it?"

He did research when he was investing in film and television before. About 2 episodes are produced every year, and less than half of them can be broadcast. This is the result of counting all platforms.

Among them, if there is a little splash, it would be good to have one or two films a year.

Xing Chuan wants to use him to resolve Huang Yubai's predicament, so he wants to sign him.

But after signing, his right to speak was in the hands of Xing Chuan.

This in itself is not based on his interests, but on the further protection of Huang Yubai. As for the resources, it is beyond his control.

What's more, when you meet young and inexperienced children, if they are disobedient, they can simply and rudely hide them. As long as they are not signed by other companies, it is not a loss for them.

The entertainment industry is a messy water, and if it is not impossible, he is not willing to go there.

"Sorry," he said slowly, "I haven't thought about anything else but that movie."

Shen Luo was also a little anxious, why doesn't this kid eat oil and salt?

"Can you tell me, how did you know that Yubai had accepted this movie?" Shen Luo asked: "So far, this news is still kept secret."

"I naturally have my channels." Jiang Suifeng said: "So, don't try to fool me, I don't like going around in circles."

He looked at the time and said, "Besides, I have to catch the bus."

Shen Luo was laughed out of anger, as if such a big matter was not as important as his catching the bus.

But it also shows that he is really not interested in other things at all.

He was silent for a moment, and said, "Okay, let's get straight to the point, but before that, I have one more question to ask you."

"Tell me." Jiang Suifeng said, he found a cigarette case somewhere, and slowly turned it in his hand.

"Why do you insist on this movie?" He asked, "What is the attraction of this movie to you?"

He was indeed curious, but he was not going to ask for Jiang Suifeng's answer, but he was attacking step by step: "This movie has a new director, the first film, new actors, and a small production. If it wasn't for the screenwriter Shen Yusheng, maybe even There is no way to attract investment.”

He looked into Jiang Suifeng's eyes and said, "No one cares about it."

Why does Jiang Suifeng like this movie?

In fact, the answer is very simple, because he believes in Lin Jun's vision.

Lin Jun, with his own strength, created the top video website in China with his bare hands.

Before his accident, FY already had its own artist team and film and television company, making entertainment to the extreme.

A movie that can make Lin Jun still remember his regrets after a few years must be extraordinary.

He opened the window, lit a cigarette, and asked, "If this is the case, why did Xing Chuan accept this movie for Huang Yubai?"

Of course it's because the script is good, Shen Luo thought.

But there are indeed many uncertain factors in this movie, at least Huang Yunbai himself does not want to accept it.

The company took over for him, just thinking that this is an excellent time for him to transform.

And Huang Yubai was angry at Jiang Suifeng's condition, not because he was reluctant to part with the movie, but because he was angry that someone dared to covet his own things.

If you really want to give this movie to Jiang Suifeng, Huang Yunbai doesn't know what will happen later?

Don't worry about one or two!

Shen Luo couldn't help pressing his forehead.

Jiang Suifeng didn't urge him, just sank his body into the sofa, lowered his head and smoked, with a skillful posture.

Shen Luo looked at it for a while, and couldn't help reminding him: "I'm really going to sign the contract, your smoking problem..."

Jiang Suifeng raised his eyes and smiled at him, showing a few white teeth through the smoke: "I haven't said I want to sign yet."

"You're really in a hurry." He had a half-smile, "Even if you really agreed to give me the movie, I'll have to think about it for a while, right?"

At this moment, Shen Luo suddenly remembered the smile he showed to himself on the stage, as well as his intuition at that time.

"On behalf of the company's position, there is no problem for you," he said, making the final struggle: "But the movie is not a one-person job, it is the result of many parties' joint efforts. Even if Xingchuan wants to change people, directors, producers, investors Fang may not agree."

"If it weren't for Yubai, do you think this movie can be invested by Lacy?" Shen Luo smiled coldly.

This reason was sufficient, and he couldn't think of any reason for Jiang Suifeng to persist.

But Jiang Suifeng didn't make sense at all.

He smiled, put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, and a wisp of smoke escaped from his lips: "That's the business of your company and you."

He looked at the time again while talking, and said, "I should go, why don't you think about it for a few more days?"

How many days?The daylilies were completely cool after a few days.

"Don't be in a hurry." The situation was overwhelming, and Shen Luo finally had no choice but to retreat.

He frowned for a moment, and finally said: "On behalf of the company, I agree to your request, and the contract can be signed tomorrow."

"I'm really in a hurry," Jiang Suifeng was a little surprised: "Can you tell me about Huang Yubai in detail?"

"We've seen all the photos. Yubai was clearly photographed, but the child was only photographed from the back." Shen Luo said, "The deadline is at noon the day after tomorrow. If the money is not received after the time, the other party will release the information. gone."

"How much is the other party asking for?" Jiang Suifeng asked.

"5000 million." Shen Luo said.

"Okay," Jiang Suifeng was silent for a moment, then said, "I should go back."

He stood up, and lightly tapped the phone screen in front of Shen Luo.

There was a light beep from the phone. It was the sound of software being turned on or off. Shen Luo squinted his eyes: "Did you record it?"

"Well," Jiang Suifeng nodded, and answered frankly: "I understand your feelings of protecting Huang Yubai, and please understand my feelings of self-protection."

As he spoke, he stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket and opened the door.

Shen Luo smiled helplessly.

I thought the other party was young and inexperienced, but I didn't expect him to be experienced.

Really, after fighting hawks all his life, he was pecked in the eyes by hawks.

It was very late when Jiang Suifeng returned home, the wind was strong, and he left in a hurry.

When he turned the corner of the building, a figure leaped into his sight. With a huge handbag at his feet, he was standing in front of the transom window in his basement and looking around, as if he was waiting for someone.

Jiang Suifeng's hood was a bit too big, covering most of his face. When he lowered his head slightly, only a pair of lips and a pointed chin were exposed.

The man saw him from a distance and didn't make a sound until he passed by, before asking, "Is that Mr. Jiang Suifeng?"

Jiang Suifeng stopped in his tracks and turned his head to look over.

He was a little wary in his heart, and the first thing he thought about was whether a reporter knew that Xing Chuan was contacting him, so he chased him here.

The man probably saw the guard in his eyes, so he smiled and said very politely: "Hi, my name is Qiao Cen, and I'm Lu Shao's assistant."

Jiang Suifeng nodded and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Since he said those words to Lu Xiye that day, he never looked for him again, and never went to Sanjiu again.

He thought he should understand and would not look for himself again.

Qiao Cen picked up the huge handbag, handed it to him, and said, "Young Master Lu asked me to bring it to you."

Jiang Suifeng didn't answer and asked, "What is this?"

Qiao Cen hurriedly said, "It's just some food, not worth much."

After finishing speaking, I emphasized it again: "It's worthless."

Jiang Suifeng cocked his lips amused by his clumsy appearance, and asked, "Did Lu Xiye teach you to say that?"

"Ah?" Qiao Cen looked at the smiling eyes under the moonlight, and replied slowly, "Yes."

After reacting, he hurriedly said, "No."

Qiao Cen looked young, like a student who just graduated, a bit dull, not like someone Lu Xiye would use.

Jiang Suifeng said to him: "Take it back, I don't need it."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to leave, but Qiao Cen followed him closely, as if he wanted to reach out but didn't dare.

Jiang Suifeng ignored him, and walked all the way, until he grabbed the handrail of the stairs, Qiao Cen boldly grabbed his sleeve.

"Please accept it," Qiao Cen said with a bitter face, very pitiful, "Young Master Lu said, if I can't complete the task, I won't have to go to work tomorrow."

Jiang Suifeng frowned and stopped.

"This is my first job," Qiao Cen said hastily, "I really struggled to get into WUYUN, please help me."

The sensor lights in the corridor turned on, and Jiang Suifeng glanced into the handbag.

They are all fruits, vegetables and meat, as well as handmade dumplings and small wontons.

He pursed his lips: "My refrigerator is very small."

He compared his waist with his hand: "It can't hold so many things at all."

"Young Master Lu said..." Qiao Cen hesitated for a while, and finally said, "You don't have to worry about the temperature in your basement without a refrigerator."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, accompanied by the gesture of bowing, it was extremely pitiful.

Jiang Suifeng pursed his lips, took it after a while, and said, "It's getting late, you can go back."

Qiao Cen was so grateful that he almost wanted to confess Jiang Suifeng as his reborn parents.

He trotted out all the way, then turned onto the avenue, and got into a bad street black car.

Lu Xiye was sitting in the car, when he saw him coming up, he looked at his hands first.

"Send it out." Qiao Cen raised his hand, no longer the clumsy look in front of Jiang Suifeng, but lively and clever: "Young Master Lu, you are so powerful, you can easily take advantage of other people's weaknesses Damn it."

"Stop flattering." Lu Xiye glanced at him, "If it's really amazing, do you still need to send it to me?"

"It's not your problem, the main reason is that people are hard to chase," Qiao Cen said, "his eyes make people feel cold."

Lu Xiye didn't seem to want to discuss Jiang Suifeng with others, so he just smiled.

After a while he said: "Since you are so clever, I will leave this job to you from now on."

Then he said: "If you do well, I will give you a bonus. If you don't do well, you will pack your bags and go home."

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