Shadow for the Emperor

late summer.

It's rare to have a day when you're sweating every time you move, and the dryness of autumn is gradually coming, which makes Xiao Zhe, who has gone through several sticky months, heave a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that some people are different from the seasons, and the stickiness is the same all year round.

"Today, another bouquet was sent to the film crew, and the payment is still the same." Manager Du Sheng said.

Xiao Zhe was wearing a hood, and he was in a bad mood, "You deal with it, anyway, I don't want to see it."

"Yeah. Then at three o'clock in the afternoon there is an advertisement for the orange juice."

"Row."

"I connected you with another advertiser tonight..."

"Not tonight, I have something to do." Xiao Zhe said apologetically.

Du Sheng looked at him and said nothing, "Then change it to tomorrow night."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Du Sheng nodded and went to work on other things.

Ever since Yang Jun arranged for Du Sheng to be his manager, Xiao Zhe has suddenly changed from a person with nothing to do to a busy person - one reason is that he has just taken on the role of Director Gu, and the other reason is that Du Sheng gave him a job. He pulled a few announcements.

It is all due to Du Sheng's first-class observation skills. Xiao Zhe was also present several times during the negotiation. Every time, the investor was still hesitant. Du Sheng had already mentioned the benefits of working with him. , Combined with the current situation of the other party, it hits the unexpected "crucial point", making people feel that it is a loss not to cooperate with them.

Ask him how you can know so many things about the other party, and he gave a super simple answer-details.

Even if there were no advertisements, Xiao Zhi couldn't be free. Du Sheng couldn't understand his habit of playing games with his mobile phone all day long, so he threw away a bunch of messy books for him to read, saying it was to cultivate connotation.

It's just beating around the bush to say that he has no connotation.

But just read it, anyway, there will be no loss of meat, Xiao Zhe has the mentality of reading for nothing, but he really reads the two books seriously. After reading it, he thinks that miscellaneous books are also quite interesting. Gradually, I stopped playing with my mobile phone, and even read some novels so fascinated that I simply moved to the set and read them when I was bored.

"What are you looking at?" An unwelcome voice sounded above his head.

Xiao Zhe turned a page and didn't want to talk to him.

"I asked you to read books before, and you always said that those words are like ants crawling after reading them for a long time. You would rather use them as a pillow."

God, if he had known that Cang Xuan would also be filming this movie, what would happen to him... he would still take it.

After all, there is no room for willfulness.

But why does this guy like to send himself flowers anonymously even though he is on the same set?It's just teasing him when he's full and has nothing to do.

Every time he thinks this way, Xiao Zhe feels more depressed.

"So you know each other so well. When we first heard that the two of you were going to act in this movie, we were all afraid that the war of the century would break out on the set." The supporting actress Xia Weiwei was a girl in her early twenties. Shui Ling, who was a supporting role in the first place, seems to have a backstage as well.

The heroine's name is Wen Jing, and she really lives up to her name, so she glanced at them, then closed her eyes and listened to the song.

"There's no way, public and private should be distinguished. In private, I wish I could shoot him." As soon as Xiao Zhe heard Xia Weiwei's words, he knew that he couldn't be quiet anymore, so he had to temporarily close the book.

Even if Xia Weiwei was in the middle, Cang Xuan still had a way to make his words ambiguous and ambiguous. After a set break, Xiao Zhe was more tired than filming seriously.

After finally getting through today's work, Xiao Zhe bid farewell to all his colleagues at work, and had to spend a lot of effort to avoid Cangxuan, so that he could smoothly carry the lunch box and reach the destination tonight——Wen Sheng s home.

The door lock snapped open.

Xiao Zhe put the keys back in his pocket, closed the door behind him, turned on the big TV, first enjoyed the dinner he brought with him heartily, and after watching the new TV show tonight, he wiped his hands leisurely, slowly. Shun walked to the balcony.

Although he has been to this house three or four times since he came back from Shanghai, every time he sees the plants growing on the balcony, he wants to complain.

cactus?

What a joke.

Xiao Zhe remembered that he had raised this plant before, but because of the onset of lazy cancer, he still took care of it from time to time in the first month, and then gradually forgot about its existence, and left it in a corner to fend for itself. One day I saw it suddenly, and found that the original ball had grown into a pile of balls, and it was full of vitality.

Such a plant that is as stubborn as a cockroach needs to be like a baby, and specially gave him the key on the day he left Shanghai, and asked him to help deal with it?

From his point of view, it's because the ulterior motives are not drinking.

Xiao Zhe gripped the key in his pocket tightly.

Suddenly, I miss the person in Shanghai.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, and when he thought of Wen Sheng, Wen Sheng called.

In fact, he should belong to Cao Cao in his previous life.

"Hello?" Xiao Zhegang's thoughts were overflowing with positive energy, so don't be too happy when answering this call.

The other party was always cold: "The crew is on?"

"Yes."

"How did it go?"

"Not bad."

"Well, are your colleagues easy to get along with?"

"It's okay, except for a 'rival in love' who is quite difficult to deal with." Xiao Zhe also told Wen Sheng about this, thinking that he still couldn't let go of staying with Cang Xuan on the set, so he said it jokingly.

"How's the broker?"

Why did he seem to have heard him ask a few times? Xiao Zhe was a little surprised why Wen Sheng paid so much attention to this manager, but he still replied: "It's not bad, in addition to urging me to work, he also urges me to read books. I am also a person who is reading classics now." Oh...you wait, there is a call coming in."

He glanced at his phone, it was a familiar call from a stranger.

After thinking about it, he still pressed it, and then talked to Wen Sheng, "It's okay, why do you keep asking my manager? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?"

Wen Sheng hadn't spoken yet, the phone was dialed in again, Xiao Zhe had no choice but to say, "Wait a little longer."

After a glance, it was still the same call.

His finger hesitated for a long time on the hang up button, and finally slid to connect, "What's the matter?"

"Why are you talking about it?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Zhe was completely at a loss for Qin Ruanyao's sudden questioning, "I was making an important call, so I hung up if I had nothing to do."

"I know that you are dissatisfied with me, and I try not to appear in your sight. Why do you still tell the matter? Do you know how much Zhitian's shares have fallen today? How can you say that you also signed a contract with this group , even if there is an accident, you have to pay for it yourself." Qin Ruanyao's voice over there was a little choked.

"Stop, stop, stop, what you said is strange, what did I say? Why did Zhitian's shares fall?" Xiao Zhe was even more inexplicable when he was accused without end.

"Didn't I beg you not to tell others about Long An? Why did it still get exposed?"

"Ha, that's weird. If I don't tell others, won't others say it? Do you think the two of you are living in a vacuum? Except for me who glanced at you, everyone else is blind?" Hat, Xiao Zhe's anger also came out.

"But we have been hiding it well, and nothing happened for half a year, but it happened more than a month ago..."

"Then you think it's me? You fucking don't believe me that much?" Xiao Zhe was so angry, "It's not me anyway, you're going to find someone to blame and you've found the wrong person, I don't have time to talk to you about mushrooms, goodbye. "

When it was transferred to Wen Sheng's call, it was already busy.

Stop talking, wait a minute?

If he doesn't have the patience at all, why doesn't he lose his temper every time he waits for his work call for a long time.

It's all as if he is particularly easy to anger, right?

Xiao Zhe was so angry that he wanted to drop the phone, but when he considered its price, he kicked the phone into his pocket aggrievedly as a poor kid, and slapped the balcony wall like venting his anger.

The result is that the pain goes straight in circles.

It seems that he has acted in too many TV dramas and has become obsessed.

"The wall is innocent." A voice suddenly came from behind.

Xiao Zhe trembled in fright. His first reaction was to be haunted, and his second reaction was to turn his head in disbelief, "Damn, aren't you in Shanghai? Why did you suddenly appear here? Teleportation?"

"Come back and deal with things."

"That means you haven't finished filming yet?"

"Ah."

"What are you going to do?"

"About work." Wen Sheng didn't say much, "It's you who suddenly don't like the wall?"

"I was annoyed by you. I said wait for me and don't hang up the phone, but I heard a series of busy signals. Do you dare not ignore my request like that?"

"I'm here." Wen Sheng signaled to the other party that he was standing as a living person, "You're venting your anger."

"Yeah, I'm venting my anger. You'd better stay away, and come back after my suffocation subsides."

"No need." Wen Sheng raised the two wine glasses in his hands, filled them up, put one in front of Xiao Zhe, and took the other to drink by himself, "You can just drink it, it doesn't matter."

He said so, how could Xiao Zhe have the nerve to vent his anger, he snatched the wine glass and drank it in a gulp, "I just made a scapegoat for no reason."

"The matter of Yang Long'an." Wen Sheng hit the nail on the head.

"You overheard me talking on the phone, right?"

"You've been reading books very seriously recently." Wen Sheng shook his head, "There are already signs of news."

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