You are really not the father of the child

Tao Ning acted dumbfounded, raised his finger and pointed at Geng Yihuai, what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat, forced by Geng Yihuai's strength, he just kept his fingers trembling and didn't speak for a long time.

Geng Yihuai ignored him, just raised his head slightly, lowered his jaw slightly, although he didn't speak, but every move meant "Look".

Tao Ning subconsciously followed Geng Yihuai's gaze, but saw that the little flower demon who was sitting at the desk and writing seriously gradually emerged with demon power, with enough power to build the world, but the demon power was small and weak.

Despite Geng Yihuai's "shut up" threat, Tao Ning subconsciously murmured: "This is—"

The young man inside frowned, as if disturbed by the slight voice, before Tao Ning could finish speaking, he received Geng Yihuai's warning eyes, and immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth.

It's just that they didn't bother, but someone did.

The mobile phone Yan Qing put aside for charging suddenly vibrated, the melodious ringtone of classical piano music broke the silence, and the power of illusion that seemed to exist around the young man suddenly disappeared, as if the world that was about to be built collapsed in an instant, and all the strange things were destroyed by this The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone dissipated.

The young man regained his mind from the immersion, he frowned, but was a little surprised when he saw the note displayed on the phone.

"Zhang Xun?" Yan Qing picked up the phone, "Why are you calling me at this time?"

The voices from Zhang Xun's side rushed into his ears in a row: "Chen Zizhang, that bastard, it's fine if you don't let you go to the boss, but he even ran to make a small report. The boss may be afraid of what you will do. He I don’t know how to do it, the meeting with Transverse has been brought forward to the present!! We haven’t finished a lot of work, but the main line outline setting and other things are already complete.”

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, his expression was astonished.

After he sent Geng Yihuai home yesterday evening, because Tao Ning said he didn't know Geng Yihuai's situation at that time, and hoped that he would stay and talk about it when Geng Yihuai woke up, so Yan Qing directly stayed in the guest room and worked all night.

I thought it would be a while before Monday, but the new idea at this moment is only the prototype of the main line and character design, and there is no way to compare it with the previous complete idea.

He tightened his grip on the mobile phone, stared straight at the notebook in front of him that had only written more than a dozen pages, thought for a while, Zhang Xun couldn't hear anything, and said again: "Hello? Hello? Yan Qing, you Are you listening? Think of a way quickly, the boss knows that we have a good relationship, and he didn't intend to take me with him when he talked with Hengyue. I only realized that the time was advanced when he set off with everyone, and it might not be able to help you. "

Yan Qing took a deep breath: "You have helped me a lot, has the place they agreed on changed?"

"Probably not, it's still crossing." Zhang Xun reported the exact address and meeting room number to him.

Yan Qing immediately picked up the windbreaker on the side and put it on his body, closed the book in front of him and stuffed it into his pocket, and hurriedly said, "I'll go over now, thank you!"

He hung up the phone, and rushed out the door without thinking—

"Geng, Mr. Geng? Mr. Tao..."

The two people standing at the door listened to the phone call between him and Zhang Xun. Tao Ning was about to raise his hand to say hello to Yan Qing. Yan Qing smiled.

Geng Yihuai turned around directly: "Where are you going, I'll take you there."

Tao Ning's eyes were about to drop.But there was no way, even if he really stared down his eyes, he wouldn't dare to speak after Geng Yihuai told him to shut up.

The man didn't care about Tao Ning's reaction, he turned around and went back to his room to get the car keys - he had just had a seizure, and he couldn't use his demon power these two days unless it was a matter of life and death.

Yan Qing also seemed to realize that the situation was more urgent, so he had no choice but to follow.He is a flower demon with low mana, and when he transforms back into his own body, his running speed is sometimes even not as fast as those expensive human cars.

The driver didn't have time to call. Yan Qing fastened his seat belt on the passenger seat and realized that Mr. Geng, who was worth a million dollars a minute, was actually acting as a driver for him.

It suddenly occurred to him that he had misunderstood the relationship between Tao Ning and Geng Yihuai... After meeting Tao Ning yesterday, he realized that he had misunderstood.

"...sorry," he said.

"Ok?"

The other party didn't seem to think too much, Yan Qing shook his head: "It's nothing..."

"address?"

Seeing that Geng Yihuai didn't seem to mind that he refused to live together yesterday, and he was still thinking about it, Yan Qing's fair face was flushed immediately, and his voice was very soft: "The location is Transverse Film and Television Company, thank you, Mr. Geng..."

Geng Yihuai nodded and said, "You're welcome. Why is it so urgent?"

"It's about a script." Yan Qing briefly described the matter of Zhong Fenghe's removal of his idea.

Geng Yihuai was silent for a moment: "Are you the screenwriter?"

"Yeah, that's right," Yan Qing lowered his head, his eyes flickering slightly, "It's just that my level is not high, and I haven't made a name for myself..."

Geng Yihuai suddenly understood the reason for the faint illusion power beside the little flower demon.Most of the flower demons are good at things like smells, blindfolds, and illusions. Yan Qing is probably an excellent talent cultivated by heaven and earth. When writing scripts, aura naturally arises, but Yan Qing doesn't know it.

He drove extremely fast, and after chatting with Yan Qing back and forth, he arrived at the gate of the company.

Geng Yihuai parked his car which was very expensive even if it was parked in front of the film and television company smoothly. Yan Qing got out of the car first and walked in without hesitation. After walking a few steps, someone stopped him: "This Please wait, sir!"

Yan Qing stopped and looked at the security guard: "I'm in a hurry, can I go in?"

"Have you made an appointment?"

Yan Qing shook his head: "No, I will come out as soon as possible..."

Although Transverse is not as good as those leading companies in the industry, there are still a few well-known artists, star-studded directors, and investors who come and go. Even though she was well dressed, she didn't have any atmosphere of the upper class. She was still a stranger, so she was pretty--couldn't she?The security guard looked at Yan Qing's face again, and suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was more eye-catching than the actors who came in and out.

It's just that the moment he saw the gold-rimmed glasses the young man was wearing, the security guard shook his head, thinking that what he thought at that moment just now was an illusion.

Just an ordinary young man.

He waved his hand: "It's not just a cat or a dog that can enter here, don't think about sneaking in to get autographs and sneak shots, let's go."

"I'm not a fan. I'm a screenwriter, and I'm here today to talk to your producers."

"I've also met fans who said they were the president of a big company and wanted to sneak in—" the security guard's voice stopped abruptly.

Behind Yan Qing, a man wearing a rare and casual black jacket walked over calmly with one hand in his pocket.No matter how hard the cold wind in Yangcheng was, he couldn't move his figure, and his majesty made the stars under the camera pale in comparison.

The sharp-eyed security guard just stopped Yan Qing's lazy look and walked away: "Mr. Geng? Why are you here, do you need to find someone for you?"

Yan Qing blurted out: "Do you know each other?"

The security guard nodded and bowed his head: "How can I get to know these two words? Mr. Geng has been here several times, and I dare not forget." Security guards, he can't see many people like this.

As soon as the security guard's words fell, Geng Yihuai immediately received the adoring gaze of the little flower demon who didn't hold grudges but only remembered good things.

The young man looked at him with hidden light in his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly when he blinked, giving off a feeling of looking up at a big monster returning from hunting for food.

Mr. Geng, a successful person: "..."

He raised his hand, subconsciously stroked the soft short wine-red hair of the other party, and said calmly, "Go in."

Geng Yihuai can solve the script matters with a single sentence.But he could see from Yan Qing's eyes the stubbornness buried in the deepest part of the little monster. The little monster has its own persistence and path, so he doesn't have to follow in.

"Thank you, Mr. Geng!" Yan Qing smiled, the corners of his mouth were like tiger teeth, "You are a good person again in my heart!"

After the words fell, the young man turned around and walked quickly towards the interior of the company building.

Geng Yihuai: "...?"

So the little monster didn't think he was a good person before?

……

Yan Qing was not very good at knowing the way by nature, he walked into the crossing building, turned and turned around, seeing that all the preparations would come to an end because of getting lost, he finally found the meeting room.

The door of the meeting room was half open, and there were a group of people in suits and leather shoes sitting inside, mixed with a few young people in casual clothes.Yan Qing looked from the outside, but did not see Zhong Fenghe's figure. A group of people seemed to be packing up their documents and preparing to get up and leave.

Zhong Fenghe had already left when Zhang Xun informed him. There was no Zhong Fenghe sitting in the meeting room at the moment. If it wasn’t very unlikely that Zhang Xun mistook the room number of the meeting room, it would mean that Zhong Fenghe had already finished talking. ...

Does it still make sense for him to go in now?

Has Zhong Fenghe already won the contract with his idea?

Yan Qing's fingertips lightly rubbed/stroked the thick cover of the notebook, feeling the flower thorns that had fully bloomed because of his nervousness, and walked to the door with a determined expression—let's talk after trying.

He raised his hand, and knocked on the door with bamboo-like knuckles: "Excuse me...are you talking about the latest ancient idol drama production plan of Transverse?"

The clear and pure voice of the young man echoed slightly in the meeting room. Everyone followed the sound at the same time, and the leader, a man in his thirties, replied, "Yes. Are you?"

Yan Qing tried his best to suppress the pressure and tension in his heart, and said in a steady voice: "I used to be the screenwriter of Fengnian Studio, and my name is Yan Qing. I have something to say about the script of the Northwest Sea Myth, and I don't know if I can occupy you. a little time?"

The person in charge of the production party frowned: "Fengnian Studio? Didn't we already talk about it just now? The contract will be signed tomorrow when it is drawn up. The agreed meeting time has already ended. If there is something extraneous, let your boss come to make another appointment." .”

Yan Qing gritted his teeth: "I've already resigned, and I'm not here to talk about Fengnian's studio. I'm here simply because of the script of Northwest Sea Myth."

The person in charge's expression moved slightly, and everyone in the conference room was silent, waiting for the person in charge to speak.All of you present here are human beings, and you can tell that Yan Qing's words mean that there must be some inside story behind it. The entertainment circle is full of twists and turns. If you don't listen, you can pretend you don't know. Not very clear.

In the seat, a man in casual clothes stood up.

The young man who stood up was completely different from the others. His facial features were very delicate. Even though he was only wearing a casual sweater, the moment he stood up, he carried a confidence and calmness that ordinary people could not match.He took a step forward, walked leisurely in front of Yan Qing, and slowly moved close to Yan Qing's ear.

Yan Qing could feel the faint demonic aura around the other party - this young man with outstanding temperament is also a demon.

The other party came so close suddenly, he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but before he could make a move, the young man lowered his voice and heard next to his ear: "Little monster, you must learn to use your own advantages."

Before the words fell, Yan Qing only felt a flash in front of his eyes, this man actually took off his glasses that concealed his temperament and face!

In the conference room, the gazes that were originally impatient or contemptuous suddenly changed.