Spring wasted

"Huh?" Liang Chi walked up to Jiang Kuang and waved.

Jiang Kuang came back to his senses, "Oh," he remembered, "Come to my office with Cheng Che and have a chat?"

On the fifth floor, Jiang Kuang made coffee for the two of them, and the three of them sat down on the sofa area, and asked Cheng Che straight to the point: "What are you planning now? Liang Chi will sign a contract to join the team soon. Do you want to come out with him?"

As early as the last time Liang Chi proposed to him, Cheng Che actually already had an answer. When he saw Jiang Kuang today, he put away all his previous hostility, nodded and said, "That's how I thought about it, I plan to go with Xiao Chi Make a studio."

At this moment, Jiang Kuang glanced at Liang Chi, the wound on the corner of his mouth was obvious, Liang Chi understood Jiang Kuang's meaning, turned his head and said to Cheng Che: "Brother Kuang wants us to sign the studio under Moshang's name, you how do you feel?"

Jiang Kuang said: "Although Moshang is a new company, the shareholder behind it is Jiangfan Group. It has strength, but the current situation has not been fully opened. Everyone can work hard together. It can be regarded as a joint venture."

He also said: "Although it is signed under the name of the company, you will have the autonomy you should have. Speaking of which, Xiaochi is the first artist signed by the company. In the future, Moshang will still focus on film and television productions. It will be the main sector, so this studio will be the focus of resources.”

Although it has been a while since he knew and got in touch with Jiang Kuang's new identity, Liang Chi still felt a little dazed when he heard him talking seriously about work.

This kind of Jiang Kuang is very good, but... he still has a secret selfishness, and he hopes that Jiang Kuang is not just like this.

In fact, Liang Chi and Cheng Che have no better choice at all. If they don't sign to Moshang, they can only fight alone. With their current resources, they are basically indifferent.

So Cheng Che smiled at Jiang Kuang: "Chun... just listen to Brother Kuang's arrangement."

Jiang Kuang also smiled: "I am also a newcomer in the film and television industry, but a new colleague will come in soon, and he will be the vice president of Moshang in the future. He will first be responsible for connecting the resources of your studio and the public relations of the film. Tang Zhao, I don’t know if you have heard of it, but he is the vice president of Meisheng, the Tang of Jinmayutang is him.”

Mei Sheng Liang Chi knew that he had never heard of Tang Zhao, but Cheng Che had heard of the name Jin Mayu Tang, and suddenly said "Oh".

"You can resign." Liang Chi touched Cheng Che's shoulder and smiled.

Cheng Che also smiled, looking very happy: "I'll do it today."

Liang Chi said to Cheng Che: "I will ask my assistant Xiao Jiang to deal with you for the registration of the studio and the signing of the company."

"Row."

"Shall we have a meal together? Is it an early celebration of the establishment of the studio?" Jiang Kuang looked at the two of them.

Liang Chi and Cheng Che looked at each other, and there was a flash of hesitation, Jiang Kuang caught it, and asked lightly, "Is it convenient?"

Liang Chi touched his head: "No, it's like this. The apartment I rented expired, and the landlord refused to renew the lease. He came to my house this morning to make trouble and asked me to move out as soon as possible. He wants to bring someone to come. The house inspection is going to be sold, so in the morning... I have to go back and move out..."

The trace of hesitation on Jiang Kuang's face dissipated, and he smiled unconsciously. It turned out that it wasn't Cheng Che who ran into someone with his car in the morning, but this guy was going to live on the street.

"So you have to find another house and move?" Jiang Kuang asked.

Liang Chi nodded, then shook his head again: "Should be joining the filming team right away, I guess it will take several months for a filming, right? Renting an apartment is a bit of a waste at this time, I just want to move to Xiao Che's house first, and then start again after the filming is over. Find a place."

Speaking of this, Jiang Kuang couldn't help thinking about Liang Chi's current financial situation, which should not be very optimistic, and also thinking about Liang Chi's salary, so he said frankly: "By the way, I haven't told you about the salary, although it should be a metaphor. It’s also related to Guan Pingshan. I don’t think the salary they can offer you will be too high. It’s basically based on market conditions, but I’m thinking of making another arrangement for you. The salary is not much anyway, and you can get even less. Why don't you just take a share in the film in the name of the studio, so the follow-up income will definitely be much higher than the salary you can get now, think about it? As for the living expenses of you and Cheng Che during the filming period and his agent's salary The company will pay the wages."

This is actually a good idea. Liang Chi and Cheng Che looked at each other and thought it was okay.

Then Jiang Kuang said: "You don't need to rent the house during this period of time. Cheng Che's place must be crowded too. I think you have a lot of stuff. You should move it to my place. It's enough for you."

For some reason, Liang Chi was a little indescribably happy when he heard the invitation. For a moment, the memory of the two of them sharing a room in An Mi flashed out. He couldn't help hissing at the sore spot on his skin, and complained: "Gu Mingsong is like a dog chewing..."

Cheng Che could tell what he was thinking just by looking at him, and said blankly, "You'd better live in a mansion, brother Kuang is right, I really can't fit your rags there."

Liang Chi punched him, then smiled foolishly at Jiang Kuang.

Cheng Che went back to the company to go through the resignation procedures. Today Liang Chi took Cheng Che's car to try out a play, and now he will take Jiang Kuang's car home to pack up. Have something to eat over there? Just in time for you to say goodbye to him too."

Really, Liang Chi had forgotten about it, he lived there for two years, and the place he was most familiar with was Fujiwara's shop, this weird Japanese uncle who had a story to tell was his friend.

It was only in the afternoon, stuck between two meal times, and there was no one in Fujiwara's restaurant. The uncle was concentrating on making sushi, with a serious and quiet expression that Liang Chi had never seen before. Sitting was a well-dressed middle-aged woman, thin, with very thin eyebrows and eyes. If it weren't for the faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she would not be able to tell her age, and she looked very light.

Fujiwara pinched a piece of sushi and put it in a small porcelain plate and handed it to the woman opposite. The woman didn't look at him very much, and she was very delicate when eating. Obviously there was no communication between the two of them, but there was a certain difference in the atmosphere.

Didn't expect to see Liang Chi at this time, Fujiwara was very surprised, and saw Jiang Kuang behind Liang Chi, the two of them were familiar with each other when they came to eat last time, and raised their hands to greet each other.

As soon as they came in, the quiet and ambiguous atmosphere between Fujiwara and the woman suddenly faded a lot, and the woman turned her head to look at them lightly. Fujiwara returned to an enthusiastic look and asked them what they wanted to eat.

Liang Chi couldn't stay here for a long time today, so he just ordered two bowls of ramen. While Fujiwara was cooking, Liang Chi said, "Fujiwara-san, I'm moving, and I won't be staying here in the future. I don't think I'll be able to come over to eat what you made once in a long time." .”

"Ah..." Fujiwara sighed, and turned his head for a while: "So, you are here to say goodbye to me today, aren't you?"

Liang Chi nodded.

Fujiwara looked regretful, but quickly returned to normal, and said openly: "Now you have friends, a new job, and a new residence. This is a very good thing. Liang Sang, I am happy for you!" He bent one elbow in a cheering gesture.

Liang Chi smiled: "Yes, it is indeed a good thing."

After a while, Fujiwara brought two bowls of noodles with thick soup and red ingredients in front of the two of them, and said seriously: "Liang Sang, I will also say goodbye to you seriously, in fact, I plan to stop opening this restaurant by the end of this month." It's time to close down."

Before Liang Chi and Jiang Kuang said anything, the woman who was quietly eating sushi next to her suddenly put down her chopsticks forcefully, with a "click", everyone looked over, but the woman only stared at Fujiwara, "Why?" Her tone was very Light, but with obvious anger.

Fujiwara sighed, but said nothing.

For some reason, Liang Chi felt that Fujiwara's closing of the store must have something to do with this woman, but it was too inconvenient to ask, and the atmosphere in the store was awkward and weird for a while.

After a while, Fujiwara walked across to where the woman was sitting and asked her, "Have you finished eating? Go back when you're done."

The woman was faintly agitated, panting slightly, restraining her emotions, but Fujiwara ignored it and said, "Don't come here again."

The woman stared at him with forbearance all over her face. In the end, she stood up without saying anything, put on the coat she put aside, took her bag, turned around and left, the wind chimes jingled at the door for a while.

Liang Chi took a big mouthful of noodles, looked at Fujiwara, who was still standing there, sighed, turned around and threw the dishcloth in his hand into the sink, silently took away the woman's unfinished sushi, and dumped it all into the trash can.

It's really not an atmosphere suitable for gossip. It was the first time Liang Chi saw Fujiwara frowning and depressed. After eating with Jiang Kuang and paying the bill, he said to Fujiwara: "Leave a contact information. The store is gone in the future. In case I still want to eat what you made, so I know how to find you."

Fujiwara smiled, and the two left each other's phone calls and waved goodbye.

Back at Liang Chi's apartment, Jiang Kuang estimated with his own eyes that the house would be cleaned until midnight today, but he didn't intend to call someone to help. He didn't want others to intervene in Liang Chi's own affairs.

Liang Chi went to the bathroom first when he got home, hissing all the time, Jiang Kuang followed, Liang Chi was looking at the wound on his mouth in the mirror, Jiang Kuang pulled him over, pinched his jaw and carefully He looked at it and said, "It's cheap for Gu Mingsong."