gentle fall

Wen Huaiyu took a deep breath, his reaction was quite quick at this moment, and he threw the pair of expensive earrings that he had only worn a few times into the trash can: "No more."

After throwing away, she walked over, raised her head slightly, and said very seriously: "Look, I really don't want it anymore."

Ji Yirou glanced at her indifferently: "You do your work first."

Wen Huaiyu wanted to say something more, but seeing her expression, he held back: "I'll go find Deng Ruo. You wait for me in the office, I'll be back soon."

Ji Yirou hummed noncommittally, and slowly clenched her hands.

Wen Huaiyu noticed her small movements with sharp eyes, and grabbed her wrist: "Is there something for me?"

Ji Yirou gently broke away from her hand, when she was not smiling, her long eyelashes fell down, and she looked extraordinarily: "No."

Not without, but not given.

She turned around and left first.

Wen Huaiyu was at a loss for words for a while, so he glanced at Zhou Ran lightly, and wrote four words in his eyes: You are going to die.

Not only Zhou Ran, but this group of kids who want to watch her show are going to die - is it because the usual tasks are not enough for them to work overtime, or is it because Wen Huaiyu can't hold a knife anymore? !

For a while, the aura in the office was extremely low.

Everyone lowered their heads, looking like I was wrong, I didn't see or hear anything, but they all thought in unison: So the mighty Mr. Wen is just a big loyal dog at home.

When Deng Ruo came in with high heels, she also felt a strange atmosphere. She reached out and pulled her long hair behind her ears, walked over and asked, "This is it?"

Wen Huaiyu turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of resentment: "You are here."

If she could be on time, wouldn't there be such a bunch of moths now?

Deng Ruo was taken aback by her eyes, and blinked innocently: "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Wen Huaiyu: "... Forget it. Go to your office and talk."

The two walked out side by side, and Deng Ruo asked softly, "Don't make me curious. Tell me, what happened?"

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Ji Yirou is here."

"Then?"

"Then... just a bunch of messy things, making her think I'm messing around outside."

Deng Ruo burst out laughing, and looked at her in surprise: "What nonsense?"

What are you thinking, Wen Huaiyu has a flirtatious name, but she is actually an innocent girl with a straighter mind than a straight girl. She probably dedicated her first kiss and first love to her wife. Why do you still suspect that she is messing around outside?

"Thought I raised a lot of little ones outside."

"Also, the last time I used Pei Songxi's assistant to act, I hugged her, as if she saw it."

Deng Ruo: "...How should I say hello?"

Seeing her gloating look, Wen Huaiyu gave her a cool look: "Then don't say anything, shut up."

While talking, the two had already walked into Deng Ruo's office.

The secretary came in with two cups of coffee, and went out quickly.

Wen Huaiyu picked up a cup of coffee, a little upset, picked up a small spoon and stirred the coffee, the air was filled with a mellow smell, she took a sip, but her brows furrowed: "It's too bitter."

Deng Ruo looked at her amusedly: "I added milk and sugar. You are in a bad mood, so don't blame my coffee for being bitter."

Wen Huaiyu put down the cup: "Forget it. Don't drink. Let's talk."

Deng Ruo's smile also subsided, and her expression was correct: "I asked someone to investigate Liu Mingzhi."

"How about it?"

"First of all, he has been very close to your second brother recently; secondly, he seems to have received a large sum of money inexplicably in his account; finally, during the few days when you were not in the company, he refuted it at the meeting Twice my opinion."

Wen Huaiyu frowned: "So this person can't be trusted anymore?"

"Better not to believe it."

Deng Ruo made a conclusion and sighed softly: "This is the last situation I don't want to see."

Wen Huaiyu stopped talking, and the two remained silent, only the white air rising from the coffee cup.

Deng Ruo was very helpless: "Huaiyu, your father and your brother, how many contacts do they have in the company?"

Wen Huaiyu was stunned, and smiled: "I don't know."

She really didn't know that Wen Ping joined the company when he was in his twenties. Although Wen Yan has never been willing to let him be his successor, he has been in the company for many years and has accumulated a lot; Wen Ming has Zhou Lin's support. His connections and connections are in his hands.

Deng Ruo was a little uneasy: "But if this continues, they will seriously threaten you sooner or later. Let's say that the chairman was ill two days ago. The news is obviously suppressed, but there are still rumors spreading, and some people are ready to move ..."

"I know. I'm trying to figure it out."

"Don't bear it, Huai Yu."

"No. I don't."

Deng Ruo shook her head lightly, apparently not believing her words.

This person always appears cold and ruthless, and speaks with thorns, but the more ruthless he is, the more he values ​​his feelings.

Wen Huaiyu stood up and patted her on the shoulder: "I know about this. I still asked someone to investigate the accident on the construction site last time. You should also find someone to follow up."

Deng Ruo replied sullenly: "I'm not worth it for you."

Wen Huaiyu smiled: "What's not worth it? Why are you angry?"

Deng Ruo lowered his voice: "Last winter's blizzard, sudden accidents on the construction site, and dozens of deaths and injuries, the root cause is that in the cooperation between the two companies, Zhao Chuan'en supplied the worst building materials and earned the difference from it, which led to such a situation. A tragedy. The natural disaster is a man-made disaster, he deserves to die. You have shown mercy, and people outside think that you are cruel, that you do not want to marry the Zhao family, so you deliberately let him into the situation."

"So this is what I was talking about... Ruoruo, I never take this kind of thing to heart."

"Then did you show mercy to your father and brother?"

"……I see."

Deng Ruo couldn't help saying a few words. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, she turned her head away: "Forget it. I won't say anything. Go back and coax your wife first."

When Wen Huaiyu heard these two words, his expression softened a little: "I'm going out first, you should be busy."

The conversation with Deng Ruo made her feel a little depressed. When she returned to the office, she saw that person was still there, standing by the window. She relaxed a little, hugged Ji Yirou from behind, and said in a low voice: "It's not what you think."

Ji Yirou said softly: "I know. Just now Assistant Zhou came in and sent you a document, you should read it first."

Wen Huaiyu didn't listen, hugged her and refused to let go, rubbing his cheek against her back lightly: "I have nothing but you."

Ji Yirou didn't understand why she said that, so she just patted her palm: "Finish things early, I'm very tired, I'll go home early."

Wen Huaiyu reluctantly let go of his hand, knowing that he didn't coax her back, she was very upset, but there was indeed a pile of documents on the desk, and she had to read them before she could go back.

Ji Yirou took a magazine and was reading it. A light coffee-colored blanket was covering her legs. The sun shone through the window and fell on her long black hair. Upturned, hooked Wen Huaiyu couldn't concentrate, he only thought of her being angry, and he didn't know how to coax her at all.

She suddenly realized that there was nothing she could do about Ji Yirou.

Usually, she has more temper and gets angry easily. It is Ji Yirou who pampers her, lets her, and pampers her, but once Ji Yirou is really angry, there is nothing she can do about it. There is nothing she can do about her. Whatever restraint, temper, and pride, they all give in.

Wen Huaiyu secretly looked at her from time to time through the cover of the document, but Ji Yirou seemed to be reading the magazine wholeheartedly, and never glanced at her from the beginning to the end.

ok...

I still don't watch it.

Wen Huaiyu forced himself to concentrate, took a few deep breaths to get rid of those distracting thoughts, read a stack of materials in one breath, and looked at the time, it was not too early, it was three o'clock.

Then she remembered that they forgot to eat lunch.

She raised her head, only to realize that Ji Yirou had fallen asleep again at some point.

Leaning against the sofa, holding a magazine in her hand, she seemed to be sleeping very lightly, the sun was dancing on her cheeks, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her breathing was steady and long.

Wen Huaiyu didn't want to wake her up, so he lowered his head and continued to read the documents. When he finished reading all the documents, he raised his head and met Shang Ji Yirou's clear eyes. He didn't know how long she had been awake and how long she had been reading.

"You...are you awake?"

"Hmm. Can I go?"

Wen Huaiyu turned off the computer and sorted out the files: "You can go. Are you tired? Let me tell Zeng Wang that the dinner will be held another day."

Ji Yirou put the magazine on the coffee table, stood up, pinched the four corners of the blanket, and folded it neatly: "No need, let's do it today. Director Zeng seems to have a new movie, I'll ask him too."

"Is there a character you like?"

"Ah."

"I told him and he would say yes."

Ji Yirou paused for a moment, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "No need. If he thinks I'm not suitable, forget it."

Wen Huaiyu hummed, but thought in her heart, if Zeng Wang dared to say the inappropriate three words, she would have a hundred ways to make him regret it.

……

Wen Huaiyu and Zeng Wang met at a Cantonese restaurant.

When they arrived, Zeng Wang and his wife had just arrived and were waiting at the door with friendly smiles: "Mr. Wen, long time no see."

Wen Huaiyu also greeted politely, and was startled when he saw someone standing beside Zeng Wang: "President Xu?"

Xu Fang was wearing a black tight-fitting dress with a very thin waist, long hair like a waterfall, and flaming red lips: "Mr. Wen, hello."

Wen Huaiyu thought of how this person pestered her little aunt at her birthday party, and she was more or less unhappy, so she said coldly, "Hello."

Zeng Wang and Mrs. Zeng seemed to see that there was something wrong between them, and hurriedly smoothed things over: "Xu is always our good friend. I used to make my first film, but no one invested in it, and Mr. Xu kindly sponsored it. Mr. Wen, you and Mrs. Mr. Xu, don't you also have business contacts?"

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly, and gave Zeng Wang some face: "Yes. Then Director Zeng, Mr. Xu, go in and eat."

The waiter led a group of people into the private room. The atmosphere was a little awkward at first, but thanks to Mrs. Zeng who kept talking, she was warm and cheerful, and she was also proficient in Chinese, so she had a good chat with Wen Huaiyu.

While chatting, Wen Huaiyu understood the meaning of Zeng Wang calling Xu Fang this time - she wanted to cooperate with Xu Fang before, and she also asked someone to match her, but later at the banquet she saw Xu Fang's love for Wen Yanshen. Unruly and displeased, the two of them got a little stiff on the spot, and now they invite her to dinner, clearly wanting to ease the relationship and continue to advance the cooperation.

Going one step further, Zeng Wang must have wanted to get sponsorship from multiple sources for a new film. If she and Xu Fang can reach a cooperation, capital and media can go hand in hand, and it will really stir things up.

Wen Huaiyu's heart was like a mirror, but he was still emotionally conflicted, so he didn't talk to Xu Fang too much, and only focused on picking up food for Ji Yirou: "This one, it's delicious, it's delicious."

"This beef brisket is also good, you are not the favorite to eat beef."

"Drink a bowl of soup to warm you up."

Her eyes are bright, full of flattery, looking at her pitifully, making Ji Yirou somewhat unbearable: "You eat first."

Wen Huaiyu got a word from her, and guessed that she was not so angry anymore, the corners of her lips curled up, and she was able to eat with peace of mind.

Mrs. Zeng smiled at the side: "Miss Wen and Madam have such a good relationship."

Zeng Wang also smiled and said, "Yes. Last time when casting for "The End of Mountains and Rivers", Mr. Wen specially arranged for an assistant to come over and say hello to me, asking me to take care of me. Actually, there is no need. Ms. Ji herself is very Excellent, the grasp of emotions is just right, the performance is very tense, and he is a young actor with great potential."

Ji Yirou was startled, and slowly put down her chopsticks: "What?"

The tip of her brows slowly gathered, her expression was not worried, she turned her head and looked at Wen Huaiyu.

Wen Huaiyu was also stunned, it turned out...it turned out that she had always thought that the role assigned to Ji Yirou at that time was to give her the last gift before leaving, and because of this, she felt that she had impure motives and complicated thoughts...but now , Ji Yirou's eyes were clearly puzzled and bewildered.

Under the light, Zeng Wang didn't see the expressions of the two of them clearly, and continued: "Mr. Wen doesn't need to take care of me, I will also choose Ms. Ji. Last time I called you, Mr. Wen, to stir up public opinion on the Internet, and later I felt that the phone said I'm not sure, why don't you and your wife have a meal. Just in time, I also have something to ask Mr. Wen, I want to direct a new film, I wonder if Mr. Wen is interested in watching it? "

Wen Huaiyu understood what he meant, but at the moment he didn't want to listen to it, nor did he want to watch it. A smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Let's chat slowly about Director Zeng's film."

After a few drinks, Zeng Wang became a little drunk, and didn't see her reluctance: "There is a character in this movie, which is very suitable for Ms. Ji, how about..."

"No need," Ji Yirou interrupted him with a cold voice, "Director Zeng, thank you for your appreciation."

Wen Huaiyu shook her hand on the table, hinting with his eyes: "Yirou."

Ji Yirou brushed her hand away, pushed the chair back, with a particularly displeased expression: "Director Zeng, Mrs. Zeng, Mr. Xu, take your time. I'll take a step first."

Wen Huaiyu hurriedly grabbed her hand, but didn't hold her, and stood up, chasing her out.