The ex's self-cultivation [entertainment]

[The times have really changed. Those who know TM have returned to reality, right?He can still get up? 】

[I heard that Boss Hy has been abroad, I'm afraid he doesn't know what tm has done]

[Or people say that the entertainment industry is forgetful, have they forgotten how EPH was disbanded in the first place? 】

[TM's manager is still LL, right?After disbanding, I didn't see how capable they were. How did they get into HY? I'm afraid the master and servant went to sell PG together? 】

Li Guan took the phone away from Tang Meng: "Brother Luo told you to stop watching Weibo."

"Don't, I won't be influenced by Heizi."

"He may be afraid that you will reply when you get excited."

"Li Guan, you have changed, you were not like this before."

Li Guan: I have not been here for a long time, okay, where did the "before" come from? He was complaining in his heart when the phone rang in his hand, and he handed it back: "The phone."

"Hey Luo..."

"Huanyu contacted me just now and asked me if I'm not ready for public relations if the situation escalates, and if I need their cooperation." Luo Lai's tone was particularly thought-provoking, and Tang Meng felt like he was being teased.

"Can you speak normally?"

"The people from Huanyu are very persistent, and they don't suggest that we deal with it coldly, but I'm just a part-time worker, so I can only tell them that what they say is not counted, right?"

Tang Meng started to play again, "The popularity of a star is equal to the sum of the popularity of fans and the popularity of black fans. If I hadn't had the self-consciousness of being an ex, I should pull Wei Yuanzhou to hype at this time."

"I've already thought up the title for you, 'The star named Tang had dinner with the CEO of Huanyu, they behaved intimately, and their ears were rubbed together, are the rumors true?'"

"That's great, my manager. I applaud you. Yo, screenwriter Luo, you can hang up now. Another actor is calling." Tang Meng calmed down his emotions, "Hey, Mr. Wei, what's the matter?"

Wei Yuanzhou lightly tapped the documents on the table, "Are you free tonight?"

"What's the matter, don't say that you want to have dinner with me tonight." The opposite party fell into a strange silence for two seconds. Tang Meng couldn't hold back his smile. He could hardly hold back his expression from the laughter.

But Tang Meng readily agreed: "Okay, let's have a chat."

Tang Meng is very good at putting on clothes, just like he has always been unable to understand the color. He usually wears what others give him. He himself had Li Xi before, and now Li Guan, who has good taste and good taste, helped him choose clothes. It's just clothes, Li Guan will help him grab his hair, and then pull him back when he is about to leave, and give him some men's perfume.

Tang Meng wanted to report to Luo Lai, but he seemed to be busy and didn't answer the phone. In the end, he left a message on WeChat and drove out in his own car, which he didn't drive more than a few times a year, and took a selfie for business.

He has never had any taboos about eating, and of course he does as he pleases when someone treats him. Wei Yuanzhou didn't know how long he had arrived, but when he saw him come in, he closed his computer and put it aside, looking at the waiter behind him: "Serve the food."

Tang Meng was also polite, hung up his clothes and sat opposite him: "I'll talk about it after I'm full."

Wei Yuanzhou: "Will Luo Lai give you food?"

Tang Meng rolled his eyes: "Don't you know that I have a character design to maintain my figure?"

Wei Yuanzhou: "I didn't find it."

As the same dishes were served, the two of them ate without saying a word for half an hour. Tang Meng ate a little of the same at first, and then ate a little more when he picked the one that was more to his liking. Wei Yuanzhou put down his chopsticks before him. , watched him eat up the whole squirrel mandarin fish, finally wiped his mouth contentedly, and took a sip of water.

"Okay, let's talk."

Wei Yuanzhou has been thinking about how to be more tactful, but in the end he asked straightforwardly: "How do you decide on public relations?"

Tang Meng glanced at his computer, "President Wei is so busy, it's fine if he treats me to dinner, but you have to ask me about such a trivial matter?"

"There is already an obvious organization on Weibo. This time, if the incident escalates, it will definitely cause trouble. The program between you and UE is still under contract."

"Isn't it normal to be hacked by people in the entertainment industry?" Tang Meng hardly entered, he saw Wei Yuanzhou frowned slightly, "But President Wei, anyway, just leave these things to the company team. If you have to personally ask everything, it would be too tiring. Besides, I am only a temporary cooperative relationship with Universal Entertainment, so you...are you a little too worried?" He changed the subject, "If it's because of the last time I thank you and apologize for the matter. When I asked you for help, I really didn’t think too much about it. I know that it’s hard to repay a favor, but I’m a soft-spoken person, and I’m afraid I can’t help President Wei. I feel that the first time we met each other The attitude is already very clear, so after this cooperation...President Wei should not pay too much attention to the Star Alliance, right?"

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, but when it comes to the meeting in the coffee shop, Wei Yuanzhou really wants to have a good talk with him. "I overreacted that time. You got the news too quickly. I didn't expect you to find me for other reasons. I admit that I have done it wrong. I apologize for this matter."

"I did what I wanted to do, so you don't have to worry too much, because I don't think it makes a difference."

At this moment, the waiter knocked on the door suddenly: "There is a gentleman surnamed Luo looking for Mr. Tang."

"Please ask him to wait for me outside for a while."

"Luo is here to pick you up." Wei Yuanzhou actually wanted to chat for a while, but he had to give up. "Tang Meng, everyone has grown up over the years. Since we can still sit here and have a meal together peacefully, I hope We can still be friends when we meet in the future.”

Tang Meng's eyes flashed, and at this time the door was knocked again, Luo Lai stood at the door with a smile on his face: "Tang Meng, have you finished eating with President Wei, let's go?" His eyes fixed on Tang Meng, and he noticed almost immediately Noticing what was wrong with him, he walked over and took his coat in his hand, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Let's go?"

Tang Meng's heart beat a little fast, and Wei Yuanzhou also noticed that Tang Meng was a little abnormal, and frowned, recalling what he had said.

Tang Meng was pushed into the back seat of the car by Luo Lai. As soon as the car drove, Tang Meng, who had been silent just now, suddenly became agitated: "What do you mean by him?! Does he care too much? I shouldn't have asked for it last time. He! It shouldn't be! He still wants to say what he wants to say, who does he think he is? Does he think he can influence me for the rest of his life?"

Luo Lai noticed his appearance in the rearview mirror, his brows became more and more frowned, and finally he parked the car on the side of the road, took out a box of chewing gum from his hand, turned around and handed it to him: "Tang Meng, chew a piece of gum."

Tang Meng's eloquence came to an abrupt end. He stared at Luo Lai's hand and swallowed hard, "I... am not in the right state?"

After a while, he heard Luo Lai's soft "En".

He reached for the chewing gum, and Luo Lai shook his hand firmly, "We'll talk about it when we go home."

Tang Meng didn't say a word in the second half of the journey, he just kept chewing gum. Luo Lai, who was driving, heard him open the box at least five times along the way.

When he arrived at Luo Lai's residence, Tang Meng's cheeks were sore, "I'm going to spit chewing gum." In just a dozen seconds, he just turned on the music when there was a loud sound of glass smashing on the floor from the kitchen.

The author has something to say: Tang Meng: Don't ask, asking is the hand that moves the cup first!