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This night, Yan Mingyang was not very happy.

He felt that he was thinking of intoxication, but he also felt that he was not thinking of intoxication.

Yan Mingyang was dissatisfied with his inexplicable boredom caused by intoxication.

He began to think of a way to control this "variable".

"Mr. Yan, there seems to be someone at your door." The driver said after driving to the door.

Yan Mingyang got out of the car in two or three steps. The headlights on the side were a bit dazzling. He raised his hand to cover it, a little impatient.

"Mr. Yan!" The person in the car quickly turned off the lights, and strode over without locking the lock.

Yan Mingyang frowned and found out that it was Ji Chengyu.

When Ji Chengyu came running, he was aggressive, but he stopped less than half a meter away from Yan Mingyang, lacking in momentum and a little timid.

In this world, people who really like you are more difficult to deal with than people who hate you.

Yan Mingyang's tone was not polite, "Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Yan," Ji Chengyu quickly raised his eyes, "I heard people say that you are a celibate."

"It doesn't count." Yan Mingyang never revealed the slightest personal preference in front of others, and he even denied what others guessed, "It's just that there are no parents to urge the marriage."

"......" Ji Chengyu was obviously a bit afraid of Yan Mingyang, "I,"

"It was you who chose me to join the magazine, and I have always been very grateful to you."

"I chose you because I think the photos you take can make money." Yan Mingyang glanced at Ji Chengyu without any warmth in his eyes, "I'm a businessman, that's all."

"But," Ji Chengyu was a little anxious, obviously he didn't finish his sentence.

Yan Mingyang has no patience to listen any longer.He turned around expressionlessly, unlocked the courtyard door, and didn't give Ji Chengyu any face.

"Then intoxicated!"

The population density of high-end residential areas is low, the buildings are empty, and they are very quiet at night.

Ji Chengyu's voice almost echoed.

Yan Mingyang's heart trembled, he subconsciously stopped, and turned around.

"What did you say?" His eyes were a little colder than before.

Ji Chengyu hurriedly followed the courtyard, even a little aggressively, "Where is Shen Zui, can he make money?"

Yan Mingyang didn't answer Ji Chengyu's question directly, his expression was gloomy, "I have the right to choose whether to invest or consume my own money."

"Indulge in this person, frivolous Meng Lang," Ji Chengyu didn't know what to think of, and his tone became more and more passionate, "Shameless!"

"He likes the pleasure of hooking others and then throwing them away. There are so many exes, and the window period is extremely short!"

"Several times like this, it's hard not to let people speculate on its ghostly tricks and sinister motives!"

The intoxication in Ji Chengyu's eyes is completely different from the little tu in Yan Mingyang's impression.

But for some reason, Yan Mingyang felt that Ji Chengyu was not deceiving.

Because the little Tu was 14 years old, he learned by himself without a teacher, and he understood emotions very well.

Yan Mingyang thought that he had fallen once, and this was a mistake he could not make again.

"I see." Yan Mingyang said calmly.

"You don't have to worry too much." He slightly raised his lower eyelids, his lips were flat, "After all, you don't like getting drunk, you are safe."

Ji Chengyu: "......"

"I have an old relationship with Shen Zui." Yan Mingyang didn't know who he was speaking to, "So take care of him more, there is no other reason."

Like many others, Ji Chengyu was not allowed into Yan Mingyang's home.

Yan Mingyang returned home and walked into the bathroom habitually.He took off his watch, and shed the rational shell of his suit and leather shoes layer by layer. His blood was full of wolfish nature and desire.

Yan Mingyang subconsciously turned the water cold, but turned off the tap the moment he realized it.

Something is wrong.

The recent cold showers are too frequent.

All because of intoxication.

The germination of many things is when one realizes that a certain originally neutral biological instinct is stubborn and overstepping the rules.

Yan Mingyang was wet and stood in the quiet bathroom for a while.

The bathroom light above him was so bright that everything in the enclosed space seemed to reflect light.

After a while, Yan Mingyang turned on the tap again and took a shower at room temperature.

After coming out, Yan Mingyang called number one.

"Go and check something," Yan Mingyang opened the door from the study to the backyard, where there was a small balcony.

"Intoxicated black material, all."

"Okay." No. [-] paused, "After you left the company this afternoon, you have some business. Do you need to report now?"

"Okay. Let No. [-] check for Shen Zui," Yan Mingyang thought for a while, then tapped the cold railing with his fingertips, "Come here now."

Number one is a little weird.

Most of the time, Yan Mingyang works in the study, and occasionally in the living room.

Today, it is on the balcony.

Midsummer has not yet arrived, and Yan Mingyang's world seems to be getting hotter in advance.

There is not much work left.Yan Mingyang looked a little distracted, but his mind was always shrewd.In less than half an hour, it was done.

"No more?" Yan Mingyang was not tired.He glanced at his phone, waiting for a message from number two.

"Uh," No. [-] paused, "one more thing."

Yan Mingyang raised his head and said in a bad tone, "Since you have to deal with it sooner or later, don't hesitate."

"A publishing house contacted you today, saying that... it is going to close down." Number One said.

"........."

Yan Mingyang rubbed the center of his eyebrows, "Is our company's public welfare image created too well? Have I become a charity now?"

"......" No. [-] hurriedly said, "You have also bought their book before, it seems that it is a poem written by an ancient poet commenting on Li Bai. After searching for a long time, only this company published it."

"Li Taibai..." Yan Mingyang seemed to remember.He leaned on the deck chair on the balcony, his eyes reflected the moon leaking under the forest.

"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, the Wu hook is bright with frost and snow.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars. "

"This is my favorite poem when I was a child, "Xia Ke Xing"." Yan Mingyang sneered, with a contemptuous tone, "Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra."

No. [-] has always been uncertain about Yan Mingyang's temper and dared not speak.

"You just said what happened to this publishing house?" Yan Mingyang asked.

Number one: "This publishing house specializes in publishing ancient books and ancient books that no one cares about, and translating works in small languages ​​with a very small audience. Business has always been bleak."

"Now that the print media is declining and fast food culture is popular. They haven't changed their careers, so it's really difficult to support them."

"Have you never changed your career?" Yan Mingyang was a little serious.

"Never." No. [-] said, "So the funds can't be withdrawn all year round, and it will go bankrupt."

Yan Mingyang stood up and held on to the railing.There was no damp heat around him, but he was quiet and quiet.

Beyond the courtyard behind the house is a green forest in the city.

"Li Taibai's talent is unmatched by anyone in the world. He wrote 'An Neng smashes his eyebrows and bends his waist to serve the powerful', but he himself has spent his whole life in court, making friends with high-ranking officials and dignitaries everywhere."

There was no light in the backyard, and Yan Mingyang's face was in the shadows. His voice was deep and deep, "Human nature seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. It is rare to find people who can unite knowledge and action."

Number One cautiously said, "That,"

"I will pay the money personally." Yan Mingyang said, "A person will be transferred from the company's finance department to be responsible for their accounts."

"In addition, I have to read every book they publish in the future."

Not long after No. [-] left, No. [-] sent me the sorted intoxication material.

After removing some malicious, illogical, eye-catching gossip and false information, the remaining content is basically the same as what Ji Chengyu said.

It was a long list, many of which were familiar names.

Most of the time, Yan Mingyang turned over without much fluctuation.Because he knew very well that intoxication didn't mean how much he liked these people.

Indulging in love is just like Ji Chengyu playing games and Yan Mingyang reading books, it is a kind of pastime when life is boring.

Yan Mingyang can feel Shen Zui's attachment to him, he knows that he is completely different from others.

But he will still be upset.

Seeing some blurry photos, it will feel garish.

Yan Mingyang turned off the black material, crossed his legs, and draped his spines on the desk.

He thought that this displeasure was due to his mental cleanliness.

Yan Mingyang didn't want to see the innocent and well-behaved Shen Xiaotu mixed with a group of people of unknown origin, he felt that a certain piece of pure land in his heart was taken away and polluted by others.

If one day, this pure land grows its own legs and suddenly runs away with someone, it will be even worse.

Early the next morning, when No. [-] saw Yan Mingyang at the door, he looked around a bit.

"Mr. Yan, Teacher Shen has another shoot in two days." On the way to the company, No. [-] said, "Do you need to say hello? Or,"

"No need." Yan Mingyang was looking at the computer, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words, "The work of intoxication will be handled by his brokerage company."

Number two: "OK."

There are countless projects that want to cheat money from Yan Mingyang, and less than one tenth of them can really make money.

He has to think about things and see people, and every day is like a taut string.

After Mr. Tan had a falling out with Pei Yan, he approached Yan Mingyang several times.Yan Mingyang has already made an appointment when everyone is free, and plans to take the troublemakers under Mr. Tan to personally apologize to Pei Yan.

In addition, Yan Mingyang is currently striving for several cooperations with well-known big names.

In a sense, Yan Mingyang is a "bankruptcy expert".He often searches for projects and companies that have unique products and intangible assets, but because of poor management, intrigue and other problems, the projects and companies that have broken their capital chains.

During this period of time, Yan Mingyang was very busy and never thought of getting drunk.

After a few days, Shen Zui took the initiative to contact him.

Shen Xiaozui: Brother, you are busy these days.

Shen Xiaozui: [Little rabbit is shy]

Yan Mingyang stared at these two lines for a few seconds, locked the screen, and did not reply.

"Does Shen Zui have a great say in the brokerage company?"

"Ah?" No. [-] was stunned, "It should be okay. He is an actor, and he doesn't rely on the company to take on the show, so it's a mutual cooperation relationship."

Yan Mingyang seemed dissatisfied with this answer.He frowned, thought for a moment, "Call Pei Yan."

"Director Pei?" No. [-] was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang said casually, and opened the next document in his hand, "Remind Pei Yan, pay attention to the artist risks of "Lose Temperature", especially the protagonist, and must not bring any negative news because of private love."

"Explicit: This reminder is made by me."

Pei Yan quickly understood what Yan Mingyang meant, and told Sister Lu to let her take care of Shen Zui.

Sister Lu was worried about Shen Zui's private life every day, and rushed to Shen Zui's house after answering the phone.

"Director Pei said that Mr. Yan made it clear that the risk of public opinion brought about by a private relationship must be strictly controlled." Sister Lu was worried, "I suddenly mentioned it at this time, you understand what it means."

Shen Zui was lying on the sofa, her calves were covered with cushions, revealing her white and tender feet.He opened WeChat and found that the message he had sent to Yan Mingyang a few hours ago had not been answered yet.

No time to reply to my message.

It's time to figure me out.

Yan Mingyang, you are really good.

"Bi Jiajia is an idol, and has always been extremely self-disciplined; Huo Li belongs to Pei Dao's company, so there will be no new problems." Sister Lu took a few steps closer, "The specificity of this rule...is actually obvious."

"Yan Mingyang doesn't allow me to fall in love." Shen Zui stared at the phone screen for a few seconds, then suddenly kicked off the cushion and sat up.

His eyes were fixed, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and the breath between his teeth was a bit strange, "It's really interesting."