Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

After winning a beautiful battle without any risk, Yan Lan got a day off, but she was not completely idle.

In the morning to go for a pregnancy test, Zhou Ming accompanied him, the whole process was kept secret and efficient, and after the end, the two sat in the car and discussed what to eat for lunch.

"Think hard, you can eat whatever you want, I invite you." Zhou Ming smiled, his whole face couldn't restrain his excitement.

Yan Lan felt helpless and asked, "Why are you so happy?"

"Because you and the baby are both healthy." Zhou Ming said naturally, "You don't know, I was so nervous just now, I'm afraid that if the inspection finds something bad, then I will be a sinner!"

Yan Lan was slightly taken aback.

In fact, why isn't he?

He has been worried since last night. Recently, his mentality has improved, and he has paid attention to his nutrition, but he has not missed work at all, and everything consumes energy. He is afraid that he will hurt his children. When he hears that the results are all good, he will also I breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor said that the head, back, and shoulders of the fetus have been clearly formed, and the hair, eyebrows, etc. have also grown. The eyeballs can rotate with the eyes closed, and the sound of the outside world can be heard, and the abdominal wall will be gently pushed to produce fetal movement; Because the fetal position is backward, the abdominal wall is relatively thin, and the fetus is of moderate size, his belly is not obvious.

He listened and imagined that the initial changes in life were both small and natural, yet miraculously great, which made him feel a sense of awe and happiness.

The sun is just right today, sitting in the car looking at the spacious and bright street, Yan Lan feels stretched out.

He turned his head and said to Zhou Ming, "I want to eat hot pot."

Zhou Ming opened his mouth and was about to say yes, but suddenly paused, with a serious face: "I heard that you can't eat hot pot if you're pregnant."

"Why?" Yan Lan was puzzled.

"I don't know, I just heard about it." Zhou Ming swore.

Yan Lan frowned, took out her mobile phone to search, and muttered depressingly: "The science I read didn't mention this, and the doctor didn't mention it, so why can't I eat it."

He wants to eat hot pot right now, very much, it seems that he has never thought about a food like this before.

After flicking the phone for a while, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned to show Zhou Ming, a little angrily: "Look, it means that there may be parasites in raw food or unclean food, which will affect the fetus, so let's make sure the food is clean, and then we can clean the food. Wouldn’t it be enough to cook it thoroughly? It doesn’t matter whether the fire is hot or not. And it’s also said here that the most important thing for pregnant people is to be in a good mood.”

"Hey...it seems to make sense." Zhou Ming rubbed his chin and thought, "Why don't you buy vegetables and eat at home? Make your own soup base, it's the cleanest and hygienic!"

I have to think about whether I will be photographed outside, I am afraid that I will not feel at ease, so Yan Lan made a decision: "Okay, then go to my house."

"Yo Ho! Let's go!"

Zhou Ming was driving, and Yan Lan was buying ingredients on her mobile phone. In the end, she and the ingredients almost arrived home together. The two immediately changed their clothes, washed their hands, put on aprons, and got ready in full swing.

They buy clean vegetables, and the meat dishes are the ones specially for hot pot. They don’t need to deal with them at first, but Yanlan pursues a sense of ritual, cutting all the dishes into shapes they like, and then re-arranging them on the plate, commanding cooking skills better than others Zhou Ming, who is far behind and hardly touches Yangchunshui, cooks the soup base, adjusts the sauce, and sets the table. Hearing Zhou Ming ask him for advice and praise him, he is in a good mood.

Soon, the table was covered with colorful dishes and drinks, and the hot pot was steaming. The two sat opposite each other on both sides of the table and took a photo from all angles.

"I'm so happy, Yan Lan." Zhou Ming said with emotion.

"I'm also very happy." Yan Lan said, "This is the real meal."

"It's not just about eating." Zhou Ming became serious, "To be honest, when I first recruited you into the group, I really thought that you would definitely be able to enter the entertainment industry, but I never thought, or dared to think that you would... Great energy, and in such a short time!"

Yan Lan was holding a piece of luncheon meat, she smiled lightly when she heard this, and finished eating without rushing, put down her chopsticks and said, "You were also planning an idol route at the time."

Zhou Ming nodded, "Because I haven't heard you sing or watched you act, I don't know that you are so talented, but I just think your appearance, personality and school bully personality can attract fans, and the rest are nothing more than hip-hop That's it."

"Many people think this way." Yan Lan said, "So I can understand them saying that I'm a fool, a monk halfway, and half a bottle of vinegar."

"That was in the past! No one dares to say that now!" Zhou Ming stared, "You gained millions of fans just because of the song "VivalaVida", and you broke through tens of millions of fans in less than half a year! Especially this time, "VivalaVida" is a rock classic. You conquered not only ordinary audiences, but also those who are very sensitive to music, have high requirements, and can even be said to be very serious, and especially look down on entertainment circles and idols. The meaning is completely different! You have entered the public, mainstream and professional field of vision from the fan circle. I read the comments all night, all kinds of comments from various channels, Yanlan, I really admire you How am I so lucky!"

"You have a good eye." Yan Lan said firmly, "Do you still remember the article written by my classmate? She said that if I had the opportunity to learn art earlier, then I would have been a big star. It sounds outrageous, but she said It hit my true opinion. If there were no restrictions, and I could choose according to my preferences, I should really learn vocal music or acting, and take the road of art."

"Adults have to choose! You are so good, art and culture classes can be taken together! Become an all-rounder! In fact, you are now..."

Zhou Ming wanted to say that you are like this now, but Yan Lan interrupted——

"Zhuang Yunliu is like this."

Zhou Ming was taken aback.

Yan Lan looked at him with picky eyes and smiled meaningfully.

"Don't you hate him? Why did you still..."

"I hate him very much, but I can't ignore you." Zhou Ming stepped up aggrieved, bowed his head and said, "Actually, I also found someone that day, but after comparison, it was indeed not as good as him. Hmph, I didn't expect Zhuang Yunliu to The dog thing is quite..."

Carefully looked at Xia Yanlan's expression, then suddenly yelled "Ahhhhhh" like crazy: "Why can't I play the piano! Why why why!"

Yan Lan snorted, gave him some food to appease him, watched him pick up the bowl and swallowed like a child venting, and said after a while: "I... want to thank Zhuang Yunliu."

The turbulent Zhou Ming suddenly paused, and raised his head from the bowl, with a slight trace of fear hidden in his dazed eyes.

"Why, how can I thank you?"

In an instant, words such as "reconciliation, promise with body" and so on rushed into my mind.

Yan Lan frowned slightly, and said to herself: "Give him a gift? Treat him to dinner? He doesn't need these...but what else can I do to express my gratitude?"

"Then I won't thank you." Zhou Ming said decisively, "Don't you want to see him?"

"It's two different things." Yan Lan looked serious, "After all, he did me a big favor."

Knowing kindness and repaying is something engraved in Yanlan's bones, not to mention that he doesn't want to take advantage of Zhuang Yunliu, he wants to find a way to thank him, and make up for it, but he really can't find anything reciprocal.

Zhou Ming felt wronged again.

He failed to understand Yan Lan's mentality of trying to draw a clear line, but felt that as long as Zhuang Yunliu was a little better, Yan Lan would be melted and softened. many!"

"I know." Yan Lan said reasonably, "But we are good friends, this is different."

What he meant was that friends don't need to argue so much, but Zhou Ming was even more aggrieved because he was issued a friend card unexpectedly.

Yan Lan didn't realize it, and was still pondering: "Otherwise, I'll ask him first, just ask him to eat, and see what he means. If his desire is not so strong, I won't be entangled."

While talking, he turned on the phone, and clicked the red dot on Moments, and the page refreshed. Coincidentally, the first one was Zhuang Yunliu's news——

[Board the plane, turn off the phone, contact me in twelve hours. ]

Attached below are nine environmental photos from entering the airport to boarding the plane.

"...He went abroad?"

"What?" Zhou Ming frowned.

Yan Lan showed him the circle of friends, "Why do I feel that he has become you."

"What?!" Zhou Ming resisted.

"He never posted this kind of news about his life or itinerary before." Yan Lan explained, "But in the past two days, he has posted a lot, such as where to eat, what meetings he held, how long he worked overtime, and what fitness programs he did. ...like a sex change."

Zhou Ming looked at Yan Lan suspiciously, his brows completely wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

What did he realize...

But he refused to say anything.

Also off topic.

"Don't worry about him, eat the vegetables quickly, the vegetables are getting cold, and the meat will be too old." Zhou Ming added a bunch to the Yanlan bowl, "By the way, several luxury brands have contacted us recently, as well as fashion Magazines, quasi-first-tier, can be regarded as a foreshadowing, and the next ones will definitely be first-tier magazines."

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for strategizing." Yan Lan said with a smile, then a little worried, "When will the magazine be shot? I'm afraid..."

Zhou Ming looked at Yan Lan, and moved his gaze downward.

Yan Lan was wearing a sports sweater, even if she knew it and looked at it deliberately, she couldn't see her stomach, but after all, he was pregnant for more than five months, so he couldn't hide it for long.

"I'll do it as soon as possible for the magazine, and try to get it done within this week. The shooting style will also be communicated in advance. It's not a big problem. But..." Zhou Ming became serious, "The more important thing is to accept the show. If there are more or less flaws in the script, characters, and production team, we can still reject it logically, but some... always use the excuse of not having a schedule, and it will become unconvincing after a long time, and I am afraid it will affect you in the future."

Yanlan decided on a flat color, thinking for sure.

He would love to be an actor, but now...

"Hey, it will be known sooner or later. Let me think of a plan and see what to say."

Zhou Ming also looked up at the sky, and nodded helplessly after a few seconds, "That's the only way. It's better to be well prepared than to be caught off guard."

Airport Runway.

The big white steel bird was ready to go, and Zhuang Yunliu sat in the wide seat of the first-class cabin, looking at himself like a treasure before making any movement for a long time.

How come no one likes the comment?

Oh yes, only one person can see it.

When I click on my homepage, a completely different painting style is formed on the top and bottom of the screen. The ones at the bottom are all links to industry articles with extremely long time intervals, while the ones at the top are very life-like copywriting that have been sent out frequently recently. There are four emoticons, and all kinds of pictures that must be matched with nine.

And all of them are only visible to Yan Lan.

Hey.

Yan Lan didn't give him a thumbs up either.

The flight attendant reminded the passengers to turn off their phones, and Zhuang Yunliu reluctantly did so.

Xiao Zhao on the side also did the same, but his heart was beating: This is the first time he is on a business trip but he has no idea what he is going to do.

"Mr. Zhuang, do I...do I need to prepare anything?" He tentatively asked.

"No, this negotiation is mainly up to me, you can arrange the itinerary."

"……negotiation?"

"Well, music cooperation copyright."

"...What?" Xiao Zhao became more and more confused.

Zhuang Yunliu lowered his eyes and touched his nose unnaturally.

If you can hide it for a while, you can't hide it forever, Xiao Zhao will know sooner or later, if you tell him earlier, the journey will be smoother.

So he pretended to be calm and said: "Yanlan's "VivalaVida", the program team only got the recording copyright of one episode at that time, and they didn't even have the copyright of the sound source, so everyone can only go to the show to watch it online. It’s very inconvenient. So I’m going to talk to them about copyright cooperation this time, audio recordings, video recordings, and live performances for commercial adaptations, I want them all, and not just this song, it’s best to have the amount of an album..."

As Zhuang Yunliu said, Xiao Zhao's eyes widened unbelievably.

This, this, this...

Rush to the crown and become red...

Ah no, it's spending a lot of money for blue face!

but……

"Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang." Xiao Zhao cautiously reminded, "Mr. Yan... is not an artist of our company."

Even if Zhuang Yunliu negotiated the commercial cooperation copyright, it still belonged to Huanxing.

"I know." Zhuang Yunliu said naturally, "So I won't talk in the name of the company, and I won't spend a penny from the company."

Xiao Zhao:! ! !

This time, he not only widened his eyes, but also opened his mouth wide.

Zhuang Yunliu felt that he had acted well - although it was meaningless to pretend in front of Xiao Zhao, he was still very happy.

He laughed confidently, and showed the president's dominance even more lightly and calmly: "I will buy the copyright in my own name, and add a clause: it can and can only be transferred to a specific person."

Xiao Zhao:! ! ! ! ! !

Mom.

Is it love money ability?

Mr. Zhuang, your operation...is a bit coquettish.