Transmigrated until after the rebirth of the villain president [Entertainment]

After the first sneeze, Ye Churan sniffed, and then sneezed several times.

The atmosphere in the office suddenly fell into embarrassment.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Churan pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, her eyelashes fluttered, trying to stop herself from sneezing.

His voice was nasal, not heavy, low and soft, a bit like a whisper.

The cheeks are bulging, and the cheeks look a little round.

After Chu Wuliang heard the sneeze, he smiled thoughtfully: "It seems that Xiaoye doesn't like roses."

"No, huh, yawn—" Ye Churan wanted to deny it, but when he opened his mouth, he sneezed again.

Qin Chuan frowned tightly, with a bit of confusion on his face.

There is no problem with this flower, it smells very fragrant, it is blooming, the petals are delicate and beautiful, thick and gorgeous, with clear dew.

When he came in, the girl at the front desk said the roses were beautiful and praised him for being romantic.

"Cough..." Ye Churan wanted to give up the treatment, "It was just an accident."

Qin Chuan silently put his hands behind his back and put the roses outside the door.

He lowered his head and asked, "Is this better?"

"Yeah." Ye Churan nodded again and again, blinking his eyes to comfort Qin Chuan, "It's much better now, the scent of flowers is lighter and it smells so good, I don't want to sneeze at all."

Chu Wuliang smiled and said: "A mature man like me really doesn't understand some young people who just pursue romance and send flowers, but I don't know which roadside stall he bought from. The low-quality roses use too much chemicals. Yes, the scent is strong and pungent, which is harmful to people's allergies."

"President Chu." Ye Churan clenched his fists, raised the end of his eyes, and cracked his joints, "I'm afraid you haven't been beaten by socialism."

Chu Wuliang thought Ye Churan was joking with him, stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "I really haven't experienced it, Xiaoye wants to experience it with me?"

Seeing Ye Churan's eyes, Song Yu panicked. He pulled Chu Wuliang back behind the desk and winked desperately: "Mr. Chu, you are an elegant person with status, how can you flirt with these little stars openly?"

Chu Wuliang and Song Yu have known each other for many years, knowing that Song Yu is not a person who doesn't know how to measure, he was very confused, so he heard Song Yu whispering nervously in his ear.

"This man is a practitioner, don't confront him head-on."

"Really?" Chu Wuliang had a complex expression on his face. If he understood correctly, Song Yu met Ye Churan and experienced it first-hand before he came to this conclusion.

"Yes." Song Yu was frightened for a while, and there was a sore feeling in his spine like a conditioned reflex, "He is just a vulgar man."

The last time he was beaten up by Ye Churan, he had to recuperate in the hospital for more than a week before he recovered. He had a plaster cast and could only sit in a wheelchair every day. Until now, he still suffers from pain from time to time.

Qin Chuan was silent for a moment, and there was some little grievance in his eyes: "I didn't buy the flowers at the roadside stall, but I picked fresh roses in the flower field this morning."

The emotion on Qin Chuan's face is really easy to understand, Ye Churan couldn't help laughing: "I know, the flowers are very beautiful."

Qin Chuan: "It is said that someone wants to bully you, so I'm here."

"Someone bullied me?" Ye Churan glanced at Song Yu and Chu Wuliang, and jokingly said, "Brother Qin came by such a coincidence, I was bullied so badly."

"These two are too much, it's hard work." Qin Chuan also smiled, and said seriously, "Let me introduce you to a broker that can be used."

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he wanted to rub Ye Churan's hair, but Ye Churan's head had a hair vortex, and a few strands of hair curled up in circles.

He was about to reach out his hand when he suddenly realized that he was holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

fuck.

Qin Chuan stayed where he was, and even took half a step back from the door.

Hearing Qin Chuan's words, Song Yu gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It means you are trash." Ye Churan raised his eyebrows, and explained in detail, "Aside from raising marketing accounts to spread rumors, pushing my resources to discredit me, what else would you do? Calling you trash insults these two Character."

Song Yu endured his anger, hid behind the desk, looked at Qin Chuan and said righteously: "Sir, don't be fooled by Ye Churan's appearance, his current scandals are basically true, I am his manager People, I know best, looking for money masters, being entrusted to play big names to watch people order food, arrogant, hypocritical, greedy for money, and doing everything in order to become popular."

Ye Churan was amused by Song Yu: "My big manager, don't drag Mr. Chu, come here and let's have a good chat."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Song Yu looked at Qin Chuan sincerely with a gloomy face, "You may not know that his former benefactor was old, ugly and full of flesh. It is said that he was married and had sons. Two, older than his own father."

"..." Ye Churan watched Song Yu die quietly.

Qin Chuan raised his eyelids, his complexion sank: "Old and ugly with a sloppy face? Two sons? Older than his own father?"

Qin Chuan was furious!

This idiot is slandering him!

"Yes, I can't bear to look at that photo." Song Yu yelled, and cursed in disbelief, "A lot of people have misbehaved and deserved to go bankrupt. Ye Churan couldn't bully others anymore, so he stopped for a while. I started fishing again, and finally hooked up with you."

Ye Churan originally wanted to watch a good show, but when he heard the phrase "deserving bankruptcy", his expression turned cold.

You deserve it!

Ye Churan squinted his eyes, and walked forward quickly in two or three steps. Under Song Yu's terrified eyes, he lifted the person up and punched Song Yu's face.

He didn't spare any strength, and punched a bruise on Song Yu's face abruptly.

"Ugh—" Song Yu was caught off guard, screamed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay lifeless on the desk.

All the documents on the desk were swept on the ground, and the printed paper fell down like snowflakes.

"My documents!" Chu Wuliang was in a hurry, picked up the important documents on the floor, and counted them. He frowned and pushed Song Yu off the desk, and carefully reclassified the documents and files.

He didn't take into account the wound on Song Yu's face at all, as if he didn't know this person at all.

"Mr. Chu, you..." Song Yu snorted, curled up, startled and angry.

He didn't expect that Chu Wuliang not only didn't help him, but also added fuel to the fire.

Ye Churan glanced at Qin Chuan and pinched his fingers.

He punched like this, doesn't he look too fierce.

"Of course." The corners of Qin Chuan's lips twitched, and the end sound slightly raised, "You were so handsome just now."

He hid the rose behind him with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and rubbed Ye Churan's earlobe vigorously, and gently scraped the soft ear tip with his neatly manicured nails.

Ye Churan raised her eyes: "Really?"

Ye Churan's earlobe is not thick, and the thin layer is extremely sensitive. Qin Chuan's nails scraped on it, and the earlobe trembled slightly, slightly itchy.

Such a sticky touch is like the tip of a tooth rubbing against it.

He pressed Qin Chuan's fingertips and shook his head uncomfortably: "Don't move around."

"Ran Ran defends me like this." Qin Chuan withdrew his hand slowly, with a hint of tenderness in his voice, "I want to reward Ran Ran."

As he spoke, the smile on his face faded, his eyes raised, and he looked at Ye Churan.

Ye Churan: "...you want to reward me?"

What a god reward.

The tails of Qin Chuan's eyes were raised, and the long and narrow eye tails looked a bit evil. He opened his lips slightly, and bit the tip of his tongue.

Ye Churan's face became hot, and he felt that the dog was biting him.

The earlobe that was scratched by Qin Chuan's nails just now seemed to have been bitten.

The roses were placed outside the door, and the scent of roses in the office has faded a lot, with only a faint smell, and the cold wind blown by the air conditioner has become soft.

Too ambiguous.

Chu Wuliang glanced at the phone, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Qin, you are here to attend the shareholders' meeting, right? The meeting starts at two o'clock in the afternoon. Why don't you visit the company first."

There are always people who want to spoil the fun.

"I'm not interested in your shareholders' meeting. I'm here to chase someone." Qin Chuan gave Chu Wuliang an unhappy look, "Didn't your assistant tell you? I transferred 10% of the shares to your son."

Ye Churan: "..."

He suddenly imagined the big golden retriever biting a bouquet of roses, wagging its tail in front of him to ask for credit.

Ye Churan secretly glanced at Qin Chuan and the roses he hid behind the door.

It's really a bit like that.

"What?" Chu Wuliang was shocked, and a bad feeling came to his heart, he asked nervously, "Which son?"

"The relationship between your ex-wife's son and you is too estranged. Let me help you improve it." Qin Chuan pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a cold tone, "It's a good thing for father and son to join the battle and have a family reunion."

Chu Wuliang said in a calm tone: "Mr. Qin, it is too much for you to do this. Chu's family affairs do not need outsiders to intervene."

"It seems that I did something bad with good intentions?" Qin Chuan smiled lightly, "That can't be helped, I only have 10% of the shares in my hand now, and I have to save my wife's money."

Chu Wuliang used to be a mud-legged person. He has been in the upper class for so many years, and he has finally cultivated his self-cultivation. Now he has lost everything and just wants to scold his mother.

Chu Wuliang was born in poverty. After he became a married woman, he borrowed money from his father-in-law to open Yixing Entertainment Company. There are many beauties in the entertainment industry. In a few years, he raised mistresses and mistresses outside.

Xiao San and Xiao Si were jealous, and let Chu Wuliang's wife know about these bad things. She decisively chose to divorce by agreement. Cold-heartedly, she did not show mercy during the divorce and divided all of Chu Wuliang's property.

Chu Wuliang originally held 60% of Yixing's shares, but only 30% remained after the split. He collected scattered shares everywhere to keep his shareholding at 40%, stabilizing the first control over the company.

When Qin Chuan said this, it was equivalent to his ex-wife's shares being equal to his.

Chu Wuliang's old father-in-law pointed at his nose and scolded him. The two parties fell out completely, and there was no way to reconcile. Chu Wuliang soon married the mistress and lived a life of embracing left and right.

Chu Wuliang thought soberly that he must please Qin Chuan and fight for the remaining 10% of the shares.

Ye Churan pursed her lips, and smiled helplessly: "You are so bad."

It's broken.

Qin Chuan's eyes wandered, and he said modestly: "It's okay."

The fragrance of roses is strong, and after such a long time, it permeated the corridor of the corridor.

Song Yu struggled to get up from the ground, trying to make Chu Wuliang understand: "Boss Chu, they are in the same group, and they have no good intentions."

Song Yu's face was swollen into a ball, Chu Wuliang took a step back in disgust, and looked at Ye Churan with a strong promise: "Xiao Ye, don't worry, this is also my mistake. I gave too much authority to the agent, and the company will come forward to help you clarify."

After Chu Wuliang finished speaking, he glanced at Song Yu: "Your manager will also be punished accordingly, and he will apologize to you."

Song Yu looked at Chu Wuliang in disbelief, as if betrayed: "Mr. Chu, you...?"

Chu Wuliang thought very clearly that Qin Chuan came to help Ye Churan vent his anger. He was different from Song Yu. He didn't know Ye Churan at all before. .

Qin Chuan wants to praise Ye Churan, so he will do it, he is best at promoting small stars.

"Is it enough to just clarify and apologize? I don't think it's enough." Ye Churan raised her eyebrows, and looked at Qin Chuan, "Brother Qin, you can be worse."

"So you like worse ones." Qin Chuan was eager to move, holding the bouquet of flowers with a slight force, and looked at Ye Churan unscrupulously.

Ye Churan got goosebumps all over his body when Qin Chuan watched him.

What are you bragging about, big brother?Talk about business!

Chu Wuliang: "Just apologizing is not enough, so Xiaoye, what do you think?"

It's enough to apologize and deal with it, but Chu Wuliang is still a little bit reluctant to dismiss Song Yu.

Ye Churan kindly reminded: "Mr. Song has some kind of improper relationship with many newly debuted artists. I have seen it with my own eyes. Isn't Mr. Chu going to deal with it?"

When Chu Wuliang heard this, he was completely angry. He was the one who opened Yixing for himself. Song Yu has been with him for so many years and knows his habits. He will let him have a look at any outstanding newcomers.

Now knowing that Song Yu was also secretly doing this kind of thing, how could Chu Wuliang tolerate someone sharing food on his territory.

Song Yu wanted to argue, but under Ye Churan's mocking gaze, his mouth and lips were dry, and he couldn't say anything, and finally broke his can and said, "Mr. Chu, I have known you for so many years. I do the same things as you. I don't care about reputation. You still want it."

It's happening now, and I don't know what will happen when Mr. Chu's son arrives.

"Let them deal with each other, there is still trouble, we can go back." Ye Churan walked over and pulled Qin Chuan's clothes, "I'm back to my senses."

"Hmm." Qin Chuan pushed his hands behind his back to the door.

Ye Churan couldn't help laughing: "The flowers are pretty, too many of them smell bad, but a few less will smell good."

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up, and he nodded calmly: "Yes!"

Ye Churan asked casually: "Such a large bouquet of flowers, you said it was shipped by air, how much does it cost? It's very expensive when you think about it."

Qin Chuan: "Well..."

He still has a carload of flowers, how should he explain later?