The agreed hero has no CP

"Qingshan doesn't make mobile phones." Cheng Yuanmu said helplessly and dumbfounded.

Gu Qing rolled his eyes, "Oh, okay."

He felt that his question seemed to be nonsense.With Cheng Yuanmu's own money, whether he wants to buy a manor in Spain or build a base in the suburbs of Yanjing, he just wants to be happy.

Cheng Yuanmu gave Gu Qing a funny look, and changed the subject to introduce him to the facilities and buildings in the base.

After hearing these words, Gu Qing could only wonder and nod repeatedly.

What is high-rise buildings rising from the ground?Seeing all this in front of him, Gu Qing can only feel that Cheng Yuanmu is really a child of destiny.

"Think about when I was less than twenty, I was still full of exams, essays, games and dreams in school every day." He looked at the stalwart Cheng Yuanmu next to him—a stalwart in every sense, and sighed old-fashionedly.

Cheng Yuanmu laughed, and said with some comforting intent: "Maybe I did it once in my previous life, so practice makes perfect in this life."

Gu Qing looked at him sadly.It's easy for Cheng Yuanmu to say, but in fact, real life can't be summed up in a few words in a novel.

Although both of them knew in their hearts that Cheng Yuanmu's words were true, but not everyone can achieve such a career after living two lifetimes.Even if some Losers live ten lifetimes, they will only dream of death and lament the injustice of fate.

Even if he took himself as an example, as a reborn person, Gu Qing didn't feel that he was much more successful in this world than in the original world.He is still a movie lunatic who only knows how to make movies, and has nothing else to do.

"Then your previous life was already remarkable enough." Gu Qing said truthfully.

Cheng Yuanmu accepted his praise with peace of mind and laughed out loud.

The two chatted all the way and walked into Cheng Yuanmu's office - located on the top floor of the tallest building in the base. Standing by the window and looking out, it feels like seeing all the small mountains at a glance.

Under the introduction of Cheng Yuanmu, Gu Qing met his third assistant——Han Chengwu.

Han Chengwu looked less than 30 years old, with a thin body, slightly dark skin, and a messy head of curly hair, which made Gu Qing wonder if he had a hobby of perming his head.He has good facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes that attract people's attention, and the expression on his face is particularly joyful when he smiles.

Cheng Yuanmu had work to do, so Gu Qing played all the fun and interesting places in the entire Qingshan Base under the guidance of Assistant Han.

At first, he was a little awkward walking in this base.After all, everyone else was working, and he was the only one wandering around doing nothing.

Moreover, the big boss Cheng Yuanmu didn't attract most of the attention as a luminous body in front of him at the moment, and Gu Qing felt a little ashamed as if he was some kind of criminal when he was stared at by other people's naked eyes from time to time.

But when he saw the newly developed and unmarketed technology products, all the embarrassment and shame were all left behind by him.

Gu Qing was simply having fun.As a middle-aged man who is always at the end of the trend, whose Internet speed seems to be three months slower than others, and who is still studying liberal arts, Gu Qing laments the magic and fun of technology for the first time.

It's not that he didn't know the magic of technology before, but he didn't expect it to be so amazing.

It wasn't until dinner time that Cheng Yuanmu personally came to arrest people, and the reluctant Gu Qing finally left the sea of ​​cutting-edge technology with great reluctance.

"I can play in this base for a year, really." In the cafeteria of Qingshan Base, Gu Qing boasted to Cheng Yuanmu while eating a delicious dinner.

Cheng Yuanmu had already discovered that he used exaggerated words when he was too happy, so he just responded with a strong sense of indulgence: "You can come anytime you like. If I'm not in Yanjing, you can find Assistant Han."

Hearing what he said, Gu Qing puffed out the cheek on one side of his cheek in embarrassment.

"By the way, did brother-in-law call you today?" Gu Qing seemed to be having so much fun that Cheng Yuanmu was a little afraid that he would ignore Li Lang's call and delay work.

With rice in his mouth, Gu Qing shook his head like a rattle.

Only then did Cheng Yuanmu feel relieved.

"It's so strange, there's no word on the Internet that you are the boss of Qingshan." After eating for a while, Gu Qing suddenly raised his head and said to Cheng Yuanmu in a very puzzled manner.

There are so many staff members in Qingshan base, and it seems that everyone knows the identity of Cheng Yuanmu's boss very well.

Not to mention how many onlookers the two of them encountered along the way when they first arrived, even when they were eating at the moment, other people in the cafeteria would glance over from time to time.What's more, even Gu Cheng, who is a colleague, knows that Cheng Yuanmu is Qingshan's boss.

How did the news get so tightly guarded?

Thinking about it now, when Gu Qing searched for 'Qingshan Technology Company' on the Internet, he didn't seem to have seen a single word about the founder and chairman of Qingshan.

"I don't want people to know, so no one will know." Cheng Yuanmu looked up at him and replied with a deep expression.

"Get out." Gu Qing rolled his eyes.

"Okay," Cheng Yuanmu laughed, and then answered his question seriously: "Employees have a confidentiality agreement, which is added to the work contract. If you dare to say a word, you will not only lose your job, but also pay a huge amount of compensation.

Competent colleagues don't have the time to talk too much, and those who are incompetent can't pass my level.So..." He spread his hands with his chopsticks, looking like "it's that simple".

Gu Qing looked at him and pondered for a while, then said, "I think you might have a bright future if you join the /underworld/society."

Cheng Yuanmu couldn't help laughing when he heard this pertinent comment.

"There is no underworld/society in China, there are only underworld/social crime/organizations." Cheng Yuanmu corrected like an old cadre while laughing uncontrollably.

"That's what I mean. I describe you as accurate and ruthless."

"...I'll take it as if you're praising me."

After dinner, Gu Qing sat in Cheng Yuanmu's office for a while, waiting for him to finish finishing work for the day, and then the two returned to Nongzhou together.

Watching movies and playing games, Gu Qing enjoys spending time with Cheng Yuanmu like this.Even if the two sat there blankly facing each other and looked at each other without speaking, it seemed to be a kind of tacit and interesting game.

The next morning, the family doctor came to visit as scheduled.

Dr. Fang is a middle-aged man in his 40s, not tall but well-proportioned.He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he smelled faintly of alcohol mixed with drugs.

After doing a simple examination on Gu Qing and evaluating his physical condition in detail, Doctor Fang left with a small tube of blood for blood tests.Gu Qing's initial impression of him was that he didn't talk much, but he was careful enough.

There was nothing wrong with the physical examination, so Gu Qing calmly let himself continue to be lazy.

After having breakfast with Cheng Yuanmu, when the other party went to work, he would lie on the sofa and watch variety shows one after another, and would laugh heartlessly along with something funny.

The lunch was brought to him by the cooking aunt hired by Cheng Yuanmu next door, and she said that Cheng Yuanmu ordered it before leaving in the morning.

Well, Gu Qing, who was eating lunch, had a sense of sight that he was a left-behind child—the emphasis was on children.

It wasn't until the afternoon that a phone call from Li Lang pulled him out of this abandoned house.

Driving to the city of Yanjing, when we arrived at the teahouse Li Lang mentioned, as soon as Gu Qing walked into the box, he became energetic but not showing his sharpness.

There were three people already seated in the box.

The man of medium height, slightly fat and bald is Yuan Wangchuan, a well-known late-stage procrastination patient—Yuan Niannian.Gu Qing had searched for his photos on the Internet before, and felt that his appearance also fits the image of a fat house in a procrastination-affected area.

Of course, bald and strong coexist.

The other person looked about the same age as Yuan Wangchuan, also fat, but with thick hair and wearing a pair of glasses with round frames.Although Gu Qing didn't know him, he already knew from Li Lang that this was the screenwriter of "The Color of Water".

The third person appeared to be in his 30s, taller, with a strong build, especially with broad shoulders.His eyes were closed, his expression was peaceful, and the natural curvature of his lips was smiling, as if he was sleeping.This person Gu Qing is familiar with, he is Wang Qian, the source of everything in this movie.

When Gu Qing just sat down at such a tripartite meeting, he was really relieved.But after the pleasantries, the conversation turned to movies, and he felt much more at ease.

Yuan Wangchuan is a very good-tempered person, even worthy of his age, he can be called a kind person.

The screenwriter, He Lin, is an authentic native of the capital—loves the poor, and has a lovable sense of humor.

Wang Qian, on the other hand, is gentle, neither humble nor overbearing, and appropriate.

With such three people sitting at a table, even if Gu Qing is a thorn, he can't get together.What's more, he himself is well-known in the circle for his good personality.

Talking while drinking tea, the harmonious atmosphere lasted until the four exchanged mobile phone numbers and left the table to say goodbye.

Walking towards the place where he parked, Gu Qing knew that he didn't run away from this movie.

"How was the chat?" Li Lang said standing beside the car, startling Gu Qing who was happy about his new job.

"No, why are you so elusive?" Gu Qing said, slowing down his heart rate that had been speeding up for a while.

Li Lang ignored his fuss, got into another car by himself, and beckoned him to get in too.

"What about my car?" Gu Qing asked after getting into the co-pilot and fastening his seat belt.

"There is Xiaofang." Li Lang replied indifferently, and then asked the question at the beginning again: "You have met the director, screenwriter and character prototype, what do you think?"

"Very good, I think there will be no problem with this job." Gu Qing replied very honestly.

Li Lang nodded, Gu Qing knew that this meant "as long as you think it's good".

"I saw your Weibo post the night before yesterday." Li Lang said while driving the car intently.