(BL)[MTL] Dressed as the hero and his uncle

31-40

Chapter 31

    Because of Liu Sui's miraculous ideas and his rapid dissemination efficiency, when Luan Mingli stepped into the studio with his sketches again, he found that the employees in the studio looked at him with a strange look look.

    It was a strange mixture of admiration, sympathy, and affection.

    Luan Mingli?

    None of you are as comfortable as I am. What is the matter with the expressions of children in impoverished mountainous areas?

    Luan Mingli vaguely sensed something was wrong.

    However, he tried to insinuate several studio employees but did not get specific information.

    Ten minutes later, Luan Mingli opened the door of his office with a confused face.

    As the patron's father who often appears in the studio, Luan Mingli successfully obtained a small cubicle transformed from a reception room as an office and painting room.

    Although the office is quite small due to the fact that the overall area of ​​the studio is not very large, it has all internal organs, and Luan Mingli adapts well to it.

    As the frosted glass wooden door slammed shut, the people in the studio immediately gathered.

    "Did you say that the gold master's father found something wrong with us?"

    Someone asked sadly.

    "I must have discovered it, you guys are so obvious." Someone pointed and pointed out a few guys who can't act at all, "If this kind of thing happens again in the future, I have to organize emergency training for you guys "

    "...We are not from the entertainment industry, what's the matter!"

    "But you guys exposed it too quickly." Qiu Qiu shook his head with puffed cheeks, and counted with his fingers.

    "Shifu was painting just now. When the gold master's father came in, the pen in his hand was turned away from the drawing board. You haven't noticed it yet—the gold master's father has looked at you a lot!" "Lu Ming

    just ..."

    "Zhao Yue just ..."

    "Stop!" Lin Ziyue covered her roommate's mouth with her hand, and knocked on the head with her spare right hand.

    "In short, let's come according to our previous plan."

    "Are the gifts still according to the previous one? I'm worried that the sponsor's father will not like what we have prepared..." "It's fine when you want it

    , don't panic." Liu Sui The final word.

    The gathered crowd dispersed in an instant, and everyone returned to their workstations to continue working.

    Although there are other things to do, work is also necessary.

    If there is no accident, the game in hand can be completed within two weeks.

    The version number has been applied for a long time ago. If there were no problems with funds and personnel, the game would have been available for release two months ago.

    As a result, the game's release date is set for Friday, two weeks from now.

    Everyone is seriously busy with their work. The programmers have solved all the frameworks and are currently trying to test bugs.

    Luan Mingli retracted the ears attached to the door, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

    It doesn't seem like it's your birthday recently?

    It seems that there is no special holiday, right?

    If you really want to say, the only holiday that can be celebrated in the recent period is Christmas, but it is not possible to let the people in the studio be so mobilized, and it is only for one of them, right?

    So, what's up with surprises and gifts?

    Puzzled, he returned to his seat and sat down. Luan Mingli glanced at the desktop, but found nothing special, so he started to draw the manuscript even more confused.

    The painting utensils were brought by Luan Mingli from his own home, and because they have been used for a long time, they are already somewhat worn out.

    But Luan Mingli didn't change it, and didn't buy a new one that fit his status.

    The reason is simple - he can't buy it.

    If it is something like gouache paint, Luan Mingli can also look at the color to see if it is what he needs, and he can get a real thing to feel it.

    But Luan Mingli doesn't know much about painting tools that need to be used for a long time.

    If you buy it back and try it, you will get confused if you are not careful. Many painting utensils are too similar in appearance.

    Most diligent and serious painters would search for information on painting tools on various social networking sites to screen and choose, but Luan Mingli didn't have the time.

    Although he looks like a very laid-back big boss, he still has to allocate a lot of time to handle official duties.

    Painting utensils are usually bought by people who are familiar with the subordinates.

    Luan Mingli's hands sketched out curves on the drawing paper, and soon began to draw seriously, throwing all the thoughts behind him.

    ———

    Liu Sui took out a huge box.

    I don’t know if this is a box I bought before, but it was well received because of its size. It was used in various ways in the studio, and it was even wrapped in tape, so that even the writing on the outside was somewhat unclear.

    However, the carton itself is quite solid, and there is nothing wrong with the structure.

    In short, this box was used for waste again and again, and became a gift.

    "Isn't it good to use such an old cardboard box as a packing box?" Someone worried.

    Liu Sui waved his hand heartily, "It's okay, the important thing is the gift itself, not this kind of details - the main reason is that we really don't have other boxes that big, and it seems that they can't be bought in the market." Unless you buy

    one Cases for home appliances such as washing machines.

    But considering that there are often words on this kind of carton, Liu Sui was worried that if he brought a washing machine box over, the father of the gold owner might really think that it contained a washing machine, and then he took the washing machine back with a big hand and threw it into the warehouse. It's moldy inside--

    Ah bah, why even I was taken away, obviously I took all the presents back with a wave of my hand.

    "...All right, you have the final say."

    Qiu Qiu's expression was slightly tangled.

    She always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, but she couldn't tell for a while.

    When Luan Mingli opened the office door to go to have lunch, what he saw was a boxy, quite dilapidated large cardboard box outside the office door.

    There was also a bright red ribbon tied on the carton. Although the ribbon looked new, it also looked a little dirty against the old box itself.

    Luan Mingli's eyebrows twitched.

    He had an inexplicable guess, but he felt that the employees in his studio wouldn't be so brainless.

    Who would use such a broken box to give gifts?

    This is probably some debris that was temporarily piled up.

    Luan Mingli thought for a while, then moved the carton away from the corner of the wall, and walked away with a calm expression.

    The onlookers in the studio "..."

    Who came up with the idea of ​​using this cardboard box?

    There are too many presents, wouldn't it be okay to change into several smaller boxes?

    Liu Sui felt a chill down his spine, and immediately put on a kind smile on his face, rubbed his hands together, and greeted him.

    What does it mean to make up for it before it's too late?

    It means "make up for the stupid things you have done now, or you will be beaten to death by your companions."

    Liu Sui decided to put the explanation of this famous sentence into the game and make it a puzzle-solving question and answer with some clues. If you can't guess it, you will lose a CG.

    It is best to set the number of answers, only one or three times.

    This feeling of remorse and anxiety must be tasted by all players.

    The dog plan thought so.

    "Father, don't you want to take it apart and take a look?"

    Luan Mingli's steps froze.

    Is that thing really a gift?

    Luan Mingli felt that he didn't want to open it at all.

    Who knows what kind of picturesque gift is hidden in this inexplicable package?

    This packaging vaguely implies that the gift inside is unreliable, okay?

    Thinking so, Luan Mingli finally turned back and pulled the ribbon on the carton.

    The red ribbon feels good and is slippery when pulled.

    Pulled it, didn't pull it off.

    A drop of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Liu Sui's forehead.

    After pulling it again, I found that it seemed to be a knot.

    Liu Sui, who was in charge of tying the ribbon, felt that today would be his death day next year.

    Luan Mingli thought for a second, and stroked his fingers to his waist.

    There was a set of Swiss Army knives hanging there, which were given to him by Wen Hejun after Lin Ziyue and other things were over.

    Wen Hejun knew that Luan Mingli didn't have the habit of carrying such things with him, but he still sent this set of Swiss Army Knives quite firmly.

    "Think about it, Lin Ziyue can be quietly taken away in public. There are already a lot of lunatics in this world." Wen Hejun said with complete seriousness on his face.

    "With this you can defend yourself or just in case..."

    "Slowly get into the habit of using it, or I will worry about you."

    Luan Mingli took off the Swiss Army Knife and picked out a small one from it. The knife cut the ribbon.

    Liu Sui exhaled suddenly, feeling that half of the execution rack hanging on his body had been dismantled.

    This brought tears to his eyes.

    Luan Mingli opened the gift.

    There are sets of painting utensils and paints in it.

    Each set of painting utensils and paints is carefully selected by members of the art team in the studio.

    Considering that the patron’s father might not be able to distinguish certain unfamiliar niche brands, the art team and other people in the studio prepared groups of delicate and beautiful small labels to stick on different painting utensils.

    You can tell the difference at a glance.

    Each set of painting tools is wrapped in a transparent bag, stuffed with specific description and use feeling paper, which looks very careful.

    Luan Mingli's face showed a bit of surprise and surprise, he really did not expect such an elaborate gift.

    Liu Sui suddenly felt that the previous efforts had paid off, and he even forgot the gaze behind him, and shouted out loudly, "Father Jinzhu! Even if your family does not support your painting, everyone in our studio will fully support it Yours!"

    The surprise on Luan Mingli's face stiffened.

    There were question marks over his head.

    What the hell?

    What the hell are you making up your minds about?

Chapter 32

    "So, has this misunderstanding finally been clarified?"

    Wen Hejun put down the fishing rod in his hand and shook it lightly twice.

    In the fish basket by his hand lay two rather fat big fish, jumping up and down from time to time.

    "... I seem to hear you laughing?" Luan Mingli was silent for a while.

    He just told about the great achievements of the group of live treasures in the studio, and he seemed to hear Wen Hejun's gloating laughter?

    "No, your illusion should be that the fish in the fish basket jumped twice." Wen Hejun denied it, but the corners of his mouth outlined a rather pleasant arc.

    "Obviously there will be!" Luan Mingli threw the fishing rod aside, reached out and pressed Wen Hejun's face, "Look at the angle of the muscles around your mouth before you say this!" "You can't use this as

    evidence , What if I am paralyzed from smiling?" Wen Hejun smiled even more happily.

    "Also, even if you throw away the fishing rod, it can't hide the fact that you haven't caught a single fish." "

    No, if I hadn't thrown away the fishing rod, I would have caught the fish by now. You see Isn't that bubble-spitting fish over there very suitable for me to catch?"

    The air was suddenly silent for two seconds.

    The smile on Wen Hejun's face became a little shallow, and he pressed his head lightly, "What's the matter with you today?" Why is there

    an aura of wanting to play tricks but not succeeding all over the body?

    Luan Mingli restrained the smile on his face, changed back to his usual emotionless expression, and sat down on the edge of the boat.

    The legs dangled slightly above the water.

    "I'm wondering if I usually act too serious?"

    He leaned back, his legs were still on the side of the boat, his upper body was bent down, and he looked up at the sky in an upside-down posture.

    Wen Hejun silently stared at Luan Mingli's waist.

    He didn't know why he set his eyes here.

    It's just that this strange posture made the already thin waist look extraordinarily slender, and it looked like a rather beautiful curve.

    "Although they jokingly call me the patron's father, they still seem to be a little afraid of me..." Luan Mingli's eyes gradually went blank, as if he had thought of something else.

    Problems such as temperament cultivation are brought out from childhood tutoring and learning, and have been engraved in the bone marrow and are difficult to peel off.

    As for the issue of seeming indifferent and alienated—although there are factors added to the novel after time travel, Luan Mingli would have given people such a feeling in the first place.

    I don't know why, but it clearly evoked a smile, but it was rarely noticed.

    Luan Mingli sat back on the chair supported by the boat, and stretched out his hands in front of his eyes, "Look at me just now, do I look like a high school student with vitality?

    " posture".

    Wen Hejun was silent for two seconds, thought about the wording, and found that the final answer seemed to require no thought.

    "Like you." Wen Hejun gave such an answer.

    Luan Mingli was stunned.

    He turned his head to look at Wen Hejun, as if he was seeing his good friend for the first time.

    "Human attributes are complex, and it is difficult to summarize them in a few simple words." "

    I like painting, love art, and the self-cultivation that has been carved into my bones from childhood learning. Although I can manage many things and participate in many things, but in fact, it is more often with a kind of calmness of a bystander..." "

    There are various other attributes that make you up.

    " Thinking about life as a silly bun, you just need to realize that 'it is those people who are stupid and abnormal, not myself'."

    Wen Hejun made the final decision.

    Luan Mingli stared at him blankly for a while.

    There was a wind blowing by his ears, making his slightly long hair rustle.

    "...Aren't you afraid that I will turn bad?"

    The skinny young man suddenly laughed. He looked like he would melt into the wind at any time, but he was shining with a strange light.

    "You're not a person who will turn bad."

    Wen Hejun also laughed, with a gentle and shallow arc on the corner of his mouth.

    ———

    "Send me the latest information."

    Jiuji Entertainment Company is a small entertainment company. It doesn't have many artists and resources. It is the smallest among many performing arts companies. And one of the splashes without a trace.

    At least, that's how it looks in the eyes of many people who know the entertainment industry.

    Luan Mingli put down the water glass in his hand, and looked around the office that he rarely came to.

    In fact, he doesn't really like to get it from the industries he invests in, although basically every industry will prepare an office for him.

    However, most of these offices are large and empty, and there are not many people's activities, so they don't feel very comfortable, even a little cold.

    The small office full of life flavor in Yunxi Studio is an exception.

    This is the top floor of Jiujiu Entertainment, which has almost no sense of presence.

    This company owns a small five-story building in Wucheng. It barely fits in all the structures that an entertainment company should have, but it doesn't ignore the office that the real big boss behind the scenes should have.

    Luan Mingli took over the documents from the secretary in charge of handing over to him, and briefly looked through them.

    This is the latest financial report of Long-Term Entertainment.

    The secretary's expression was a little apprehensive. God knows how long he hadn't seen this leading investor. If it wasn't for the fact that the documents sent in the past would be approved regularly, he would have wondered if his company had been forgotten by the rich and powerful investors. up.

    As a result, the investors suddenly came, and the secretary was so scared that he began to worry whether the entertainment company with too little profit was about to be withdrawn.

    He is also a fan of a young actor in this company.

    Luan Mingli noticed the change in the secretary's expression, and he was a little cautious.

    There seems to be nothing wrong with the financial statement in his hand. Why is the secretary so nervous?

    Unexpectedly, the secretary's thoughts had diverged to how to help his fans find the next spring after the company closed down. Luan Mingli stretched out his finger and tapped the desk twice.

    "The fiscal revenue increased last month?"

    "Yes, yes! Because Dai Sheng in the company became popular." Dai Sheng is the actor on the secretary's fan, "He starred in the TV series of Male No. 4 He has gained a good reputation, and he has also gained a lot of fans because of his good acting skills." "

    Yes, yes, keep going."

    Luan Mingli nodded nonchalantly, as if he had gone through the process of checking the financial statements.

    He came here specially, of course not for this kind of thing.

    "Does our company have a special promotion team for cooperation?"

    The secretary was stunned for a moment. "Ah! Yes, there are several. Does the boss need their contact information?" "

    Does the business scope involve the game field?"

    "Uh... ...Yes?" The secretary was a little dazed.

    "Send me their information and contact information, and then you can go about your own business."

    The secretary complied with a confused face, and left even more confused.

    He thought that the big boss came here today to rectify the company, but he just came to ask for the contact information of the publicity company?

    Why is this not the same as imagined?

    Luan Mingli concentrated on reading the information.

    If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have a suitable publicity team and forgot the contact information of the person in charge of the entertainment company, Luan Mingli wouldn't have made a special trip here.

    He wanted a publicity team to promote the new game of Yunxi Studio.

    To be honest, Luan Mingli didn't care about this at first, and neither did the rest of the team.

    Stand-alone games purchased for a fee belong to the niche category in today's society, and it is commonplace to only earn word of mouth but not make money.

    Even if you buy publicity, it only increases the degree of discussion, and it is difficult to make more money.

    If the publicity is not in place, it may even post word of mouth.

    But what Luan Mingli had to admit was that although the people in the studio did some ridiculous things, they were indeed touching enough.

    After the finished product of the game was basically completed, Luan Mingli played it briefly and found that the quality of the game was absolutely excellent.

    The money Liu Sui invested with the idea of ​​losing money was spent on the quality of the game.

    As a stand-alone game, this game called "Dyeing Ink" is definitely above the best.

    Luan Mingli suddenly felt a little reconciled, unwilling to let this high-quality game be buried under the haze of paid stand-alone games.

    So, after getting the approval of the people in the studio, he decided to find a publicity team.

    Although it is too late in time, and the scheduled release is only 5 days away, it is basically a dream to have a suitable publicity.

    Luan Mingli still wanted to give it a try.

    After reading all the documents, Luan Mingli locked the unpopular office again, pressed his temples and walked into the elevator.

    This office is really not used much, and the windows are rarely even opened for ventilation. There is still a smell of decoration materials in the air, which makes people feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.

    The elevator doors opened on the 3rd floor.

    A tall man with a rather tough aura walked in, and when he found someone inside, he glanced in surprise.

    Behind him were probably assistants and managers, who rushed in hastily, and were a little surprised when they saw Luan Mingli.

    "Is this a newcomer in the company? How can I take this elevator..." the little assistant muttered softly, was pushed by the manager, and closed his mouth obediently.

    Luan Mingli didn't pay attention to their actions, his attention was completely attracted by the mobile phone at this moment.

    The group in the studio is now discussing enthusiastically how to punish Liu Sui, who is full of messy brains, which leads to misleading everyone.

    Luan Mingli saw Qiu Qiu speak.

    "I have a suggestion, why not give Liu Sui a special session at the end of the released game." "

    How about "Those Dogs' Thoughts About Dogs Planning and Designing Difficulties in Game Design"?"

Chapter 33

    "Dyeing Ink" was officially launched on the platform at 10 am on Friday, which is one of the prime times for a game to be released.

    The programmers of Yunxi studio stayed up all night in the studio one night earlier, and checked the entire system carefully.

    Although the version of the game has already been submitted and reviewed, a careful inspection can give yourself psychological comfort, and if there is a problem, it can be repaired as soon as possible.

    Luan Mingli also woke up unexpectedly early this morning.

    "Honestly speaking, such an investment is really not much. Even if I add the money I invested in publicity later, logically speaking, I have no right to worry me that much."

    Luan Mingli said that while having breakfast: "But not I know why, but I feel extra nervous today."

    "Because you put a lot of thought into it, right?" Wen Hejun replied on the phone.

    Luan Mingli didn't reply, and he himself couldn't figure out the source of his nervousness.

    Under such circumstances, Luan Mingli heard the sound of the frying pan coming from Wen Hejun's side: "Hey, are you making breakfast?" "

    Well, you can go to work in the company after breakfast." Wen He Jun replied like this.

    Luan Mingli was taken aback for a moment.

    "Do you get up early every morning to cook by yourself?"

    Wen Hejun shook the pot, turned the fried egg in the pot over and turned it counterclockwise twice with chopsticks.

    The sides of the fried egg become browned, and with the bubbles from the hot oil, it feels quite delicious.

    He tilted his head and clamped the phone on his shoulder. Hearing this, he smiled slightly: "What's the matter? Do you want to have breakfast with me?"

    Luan Mingli didn't speak.

    Wen Hejun cooks his own breakfast, that is to say, he spends a lot of time preparing breakfast for himself when he wakes up early.

    Maybe it was because Luan Mingli never got up early, he never realized it.

    He looked at the sumptuous breakfast in front of him, pondered for a while, and said tentatively with some uncertainty: "...Maybe, you can come to my place to have breakfast together? In this way, you can sleep longer in the morning." Wen

    Hejun The hand holding the fried egg trembled, almost slipping the egg onto the cooking table: "...that's not necessary, you wake up much later than me every morning, if I go to your place to eat, wouldn't it be Do you want the chef to cook two meals?"

    "If you ask him to cook only one meal, the food will be cold by the time you get up."

    If it's for you, it's no problem to ask the chef to cook two meals.

    Luan Mingli subconsciously wanted to say that, but when he changed his mind, he felt that this might make Wen Hejun feel troublesome, and the persuasion was of little significance.

    A thought came to mind.

    Luan Mingli spoke hesitantly.

    This idea was too bizarre for him, and it was not his preference at all, but when he opened his mouth, he did not hesitate at all.

    "Maybe I can try to get up early? It's good for my health to adjust my life schedule."

    Wen Hejun's fingers trembled, the soy sauce bottle in his hand was not held firmly, and he directly soaked a good fried egg to the bottom.

    He stared at the fried egg for a while, then pursed his lips calmly.

    ————

    The release of "Dyeing Ink" did not have any surprises.

    What Luan Mingli was worried about in his mind, "The platform where the game was released has a problem and crashed", "A certain popular game suddenly airborne, and the test started early" and other messy things did not happen.

    Just like any ordinary stand-alone game when it was launched, it got a not-so-big recommendation on the platform, and then it was silent.

    Of course, the money that Luan Mingli invested was of great use, and there were many things in place for publicity.

    When Luan Mingli was looking for a promotional company, he chose the highest level of quiet promotional methods to try to ensure that the word of mouth of the game would not be affected while promoting.

    Therefore, the initial launch of "Dye Ink" was like any ordinary game, silently.

    But soon, as the first batch of pre-ordered players and some promoters ran through the main line of the game, that is, in the middle of the afternoon, the Internet began to become lively.

    "It's the first time I've seen a game that puts my own plan in front of the players as a mockery. I love it." "

    What? This plan makes the second-to-last level so simple, just to make us think that later There are so many left? What kind of dog’s idea is this?”

    “What a devil’s plan! In the second half of the plot in the fourth act, the poem reasoning questions are so difficult, and the plan is actually specially selected for the most difficult parts when he was looking for the questions? Who planned the selection of the topic?"

    Luan Mingli simply scanned, and apart from the players who played the Amway game's plot and style of painting, this group of comments on the game's final disclosure and planning link were particularly prominent.

    The quantity is also quite large.

    Luan Mingli doesn't know how many ordinary players and tap water there are, and how many promotions he bought himself—in order to ensure that the game's reputation will not be affected, he asked Shuijing to speed pass the stand-alone game first when buying promotions. Then publicize according to the good part of your own feelings.

    Therefore, Luan Mingli glanced over and had no idea how many of these comments were real players and how many of them were his own sailors.

    He switched to the backstage of the developer and looked at the downloads of the game. It's just that Luan Mingli didn't understand the difference in the downloads of similar games in theory, so he couldn't tell whether the data was good or bad.

    Probably... is good, right?

    Luan Mingli thought that with some uncertainty.

    ——At

    this moment, there was an explosion in Yunxi's studio.

    Well, to correct it, it was Liu Sui in Yunxi Studio who was having a blast.

    When he found that a considerable part of the comments on the Internet were complaining about his design ideas, Liu Sui cried so hard that he almost wanted to hit the wall, and was easily caught by the thinnest glasses programmer in the audience. .

    "You didn't use any force at all, okay? What are you pretending to do?" the glasses programmer complained.

    "..." Liu Suiwu whimpered, "And this guy over here, hasn't he already scolded me on Weibo before? Why is he grabbing me for a new point of scolding now?" The glasses programmer

    tweeted Pushing his own glasses: "Probably because he played it again and took a new branch - in order to ensure that players will not be spoiled by your confession at the end, we set your thoughts to only end at the corresponding level The program that will appear later."

    That is to say, every time the players clear the level, Liu Sui, who is the planner, will be used to flog the corpse once, and all of them are flogged specifically for the player's game experience this time.

    New taste, new feeling, new beauty, new curse.

    "...I'm lying here. Please take a knife and hack me to death. It's faster to kill me this way." Liu Sui fell on the desk with his head down, lying there like a salted fish.

    "You have to be thankful that you didn't really put in the idiom plan of making up for it after a dead sheep..." Qiu Qiu came over and patted him on the shoulder pityingly, "Otherwise, when you think about it, players will easily miss this CG, even for this one. One more cg walk..."

    "Our studio will probably harvest blades taller than you."

    See what bad idea Liu had before?

    Forget about the mysterious interpretation of the idiom "remedial after a dead sheep", if the player chooses the correct interpretation of the original meaning, it will be correct and passed, but this cg will be missed - once the

    player overwrites this part of the archive, they want to get the cg , can only hit the front again.

    Liu Sui was simply committing suicide slowly.

    The dog planning doesn't want to move anymore, the dog planning is very tired.

    Although when planning, you must have a strong, brave heart that will not be scolded.

    But this time the storm was too violent, woo woo woo.

    Because of this ingenious idea, the popularity of "Dyeing Ink" on the Internet has skyrocketed.

    There are many players who play online games and online mobile games that they really like this feature, and they urge the game they are playing to release one as soon as possible-

    if this feature is really available, they can curse and plan wantonly.

    Many people even started talking nonsense under the games they played, "Wang Bo is a good boy, quickly release the contact information of the planner, as long as he publishes a similar column, we will never scold him again".

    As the main body of the game with this novel column, Dye Mo has also attracted the attention of many people.

    Coupled with the high-quality graphics and plot of the game itself, including the innovative puzzle-solving gameplay, it has also attracted a lot of attention.

    As a puzzle game that is biased towards the national style, there is no room for manipulation, and there is no game threshold.

    This game is rapidly heading towards becoming popular, even if it is limited to the game player group, it is a kind of popularity.

    At Jiuji Entertainment Company, Secretary Fang, who had received Luan Mingli before, frowned a little dissatisfied at the rapid rise in popularity of "Dyeing Ink" on Weibo.

    She doesn't know much about the game, but she can see the familiar figure of the sailor among the group of Amway sellers.

    Is this done by the marketing company I am familiar with?

    They are clearly able to achieve this level, why are they so careless about hyping their own company's artists?

    Secretary Fang began to feel dissatisfied.

    Because it was only a few days since Luan Mingli came to her to ask for her contact information, and it was not enough for the marketing company to come up with a plan. She had no idea that behind this studio was her immediate boss.

    She began to wonder if the marketing company suddenly recruited new people and opened up their minds.

    Or maybe you just don't care about your own company.

    Secretary Fang thought about it and called Dai Sheng's manager.

    She was going to ask Dai Sheng's agent to put pressure on the marketing company to make a hype for Dai Sheng wholeheartedly.

    If the other party said there was no hype, then...

    Secretary Fang rolled his eyes, looked at the always empty office on the top floor, and swallowed suddenly.

Chapter 34

    No no no, this is not possible.

    The power of the big boss is unimaginable in our small company. If he is angered, everyone will be finished.

    Secretary Fang shook his head hastily, and dismissed the thought just now, but there was still a little impression in his heart.

    At the same time, Dai Sheng's agent was handing several scripts to Dai Sheng's hands, carefully persuading him: "Ah Sheng, why don't you take a look at these scripts?" "Although these scripts are

    all It’s not very good, it’s not even as good as your last one, but it’s the best we’ve received so far.”

    The man who seemed to be bright and cheerful frowned, and when he heard that it’s not as good as the last one, his expression turned pale. It darkened.

    "...Is that guy putting pressure on me?"

    "Probably..." The manager hesitated, "A few dramas that I intended to ask you out before ended up..."

    All of them were blown.

    Dai Sheng spit out a national curse in some displeasure.

    "That guy... just doesn't want to disclose it to him. He actually did this kind of thing..." "

    Don't he know that if it is disclosed, it will have a great impact on my career?"

    The manager remained silent.

    On the matter of Dai Sheng's concealment of his love affair, he voted with both hands and feet, and even the upper management of the company concealed it, but now he has fallen into a new deadlock.

    If Dai Sheng wasn't the most popular artist in his hand, he would probably decisively choose to throw him away.

    The phone rang, and the manager gestured for Dai Sheng to read the script, and walked aside to answer the phone.

    Dai Sheng couldn't read those tattered scripts at all, frowned, and took out his phone a little annoyed.

    He wanted to have a good talk with that man—

    The manager's voice changed at this moment: "Hype in this direction? This...then..."

    His tone became a little subtle, as if he had thought of some brilliant idea, and began to speak incoherently.

    Dai Sheng was just listening to a few words casually, but he pricked up his ears.

    It seems...

    Dai Sheng's eyes started to glow when he set his eyes on the phone screen.

    It does seem like a brilliant and best of both worlds idea.

    ———

    Luan Mingli walks like a flower floating recently, which is quite cute.

    When Wen Hejun came to Luan's house for dinner in the morning, seeing Luan Mingli walking down the stairs, this was the first thought that popped into his mind.

    He couldn't help laughing a little.

    "It seems that the success of the game really makes you very happy."

    Wen Hejun smiled and picked up the vermicelli soup in hand, and put it in front of Luan Mingli's position.

    This is the hot vermicelli soup that Luan Mingli just served.

    "Indeed, apart from some interesting things, this is one of the few things that can make me happy recently."

    Luan Mingli replied with a smile, took the vermicelli soup deftly, and drank it slowly.

    Wen Hejun showed a gentle smile, covering the thoughts in his pupils.

    It seemed to be the same as usual, nothing happened, and the obvious mood swings seemed to be unknown.

    That's right, Ming Li has always been not interested in things like the entertainment industry. If it weren't for the natural visual memory ability brought about by studying art, it is estimated that he would not even be able to tell who the stars are.

    He probably doesn't know the gossip circulating in the entertainment industry.

    That's pretty good.

    Wen Hejun hadn't finished his breakfast yet, so he flicked the soy milk casually, and said calmly: "Speaking of which, I have a question that I have been curious about for a long time... Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Luan Mingli replied

    suspiciously Wang: "Why did you suddenly ask this?" "     As for

    brothers and sisters, I don't have one, and my parents are useless."

He heard about another young master surnamed Luan again, and thought he was some kind of relative of yours." "

    ..." Luan Mingli originally wanted to deny it outright, but his grandfather had no relatives at all, not counting the Fu family. As for his large family, his relatives can be said to be very few...

    But Luan Mingli hesitated before speaking with such certainty.

    Before the Fu family had a large number of people, didn't they have a thin population, or no one at all?

    "...At least, there are no brothers or cousins ​​in my direct line?" Luan Mingli gave such an answer with some uncertainty.

    As for the non-direct side, Luan Mingli didn't remember it. Whether there is or not, he himself does not know.

    "Well, then this little young master probably just happened to have the same surname as you. After all, the whole country is so big, it's always possible... It's a bit of a coincidence, so we can get to know each other later." Wen Hejun nodded, and hurriedly finished his

    breakfast : "You still have to go to the game studio today, so I'll go to work first?"

    "Okay! Goodbye!"

    Luan Mingli swallowed a mouthful of soup, waved goodbye, and suddenly had a feeling that he was saying goodbye to his family.

    There is always a feeling that I have known Wen Hejun for a long time...

    Luan Mingli thought so.

    ——Wen

    Hejun stepped out of Luan's villa, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and his brows were slightly frowned, with some confusion and solemnity.

    Luan Mingli didn't understand the entertainment industry, so he didn't know.

    But on the way for Wen Hejun to rise again, a considerable amount of money was obtained through desperate buying of stocks in the entertainment industry.

    He has a lot of contacts and capital in the entertainment industry, and of course he knows some news.

    For example, since the past two days, there have been vague gossips that a newcomer in the entertainment industry has been taken care of by a big boss named Luan.

    It seems inappropriate to use the word nurturing, because among the rumors, this small traffic star not only won the favor of the big boss, but even made the big boss want to make it public, so the rumors came out.

    Luan is a rare surname. Among famous people or families with surnames all over the country, this surname only has single digits.

    One is Luan Mingli's Luan family. The heir is only Luan Mingli, a legendary boss who rarely appeared in public since he was a child. It is said that his personality is not very good and his physical condition is not very good, but he is very good at management and investment. Wen Hejun once compared the rumors with himself, and found that there was nothing to compare.

    The other is the Luan family in Spring City, but this Luan family has no field related to the entertainment industry at all, and it is not as complicated as Luan Mingli's business.

    The rest are existences that are not qualified to be called capital in the entertainment industry.

    Wen Hejun probed Luan Mingli in a circumstantial manner, and found that he didn't know about it at all, and of course he couldn't be the one in the story who had the intention to make it public.

    Unwilling to add trouble to her friend who was in a pretty good mood, Wen Hejun decided to investigate the matter first by herself.

    This incident reveals a lot of weird atmosphere.

    Wen Hejun decided not to act rashly, but found a few detectives to investigate the relevant personnel, and monitored the public opinion on the Internet at any time.

    Among these weirdnesses, the most important point is that the entertainment company that Dai Sheng belongs to is indeed under the name of Luan Mingli.

    It was a bit late when Wen Hejun realized this.

    His detectives usually collect all the information and send it over. They don't have the idea of ​​sending important information over immediately, which caused him to miss the opportunity.

    Fortunately, the Internet public opinion monitoring discovered it relatively early. He quickly found a group of navy soldiers to dilute the news.

    Wen Hejun looked at the Weibo account and tapped his fingers calmly.

    "#戴盛超话# Has everyone paid attention to the rumor that I don’t know if it’s true or not? I found out that the boss of Asheng Company is surnamed Luan? I can find his information on the Internet. Although I can’t find a photo, the date of birth seems to be She looks very young..."

    Wen Hejun looked at the account that broke the news and fell into deep thought.

    This is definitely not a trumpet, but there is no guarantee that it is not the handiwork of the navy...

    ——

    At this time, the Yunxi studio has been blown up.

    Liu Sui's fingers tightly grasped the mouse, the hairs on his head were raised a few times, and he gritted his teeth and brushed the forum: "Which guy is it? He's not timid, dare to rub the heat of our patron father..." "

    Very Obviously, since it is the celebrity who is taking advantage of our sponsor's father, then this matter must have something to do with him." Someone who didn't remember saying that, fingers flying on the keyboard, "This matter must have something to do with the promotion team behind him , or has something to do with his enemy."

    As long as this matter is handled well, it can turn into a scandal that kills a person.

    "Hey, some people say that the entertainment company behind this celebrity is run by our patron's father?" Someone said in surprise.

    The reason why this star is used to refer to it is because no one in the studio clearly remembers the name of this star.

    In short, it's right to be the star, whatever his name is, anyone who may tarnish the father of the funder is not qualified to have a name.

    Liu Sui, who made such a statement, tapped the keyboard, pasted the word Dai Sheng from the clipboard, and started searching.

    "Even if the entertainment company is run by the patron's father, this matter obviously has nothing to do with the patron's father. He has been worrying about our game for the past two days—" Qiu Qiu smacked his lips and found that one of them was spreading

    this The blogger of this message is a die-hard fan of his own studio, so he opened the studio's big account and poked past him with a bright eye.

    Although the reputation of the studio is not good, it is likely to affect the future of the studio.

    But obviously, such rumors of tarnishing the donor's father should not exist.

    It was Liu Sui's proposal to end up with the studio's trumpet, and he got the consent of everyone in the studio.

    They are a group of people who love to generate electricity for love, and they are far more emotional than others.

    Who wouldn't want to protect his father, who is so kind to him?

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    Luan Mingli was completely unaware of the bloodbath on the Internet.

    When he was about to go out to the studio, he was stopped by a sudden phone call.

    The content on the phone was serious, Luan Mingli hesitated for a moment, but chose to stay at home, waiting for the arrival of the guests on the phone.

    The ones who came were the investment consultants of certain companies under Luan Mingli's management. They belonged to the kind with achievements, and the most suitable subordinates when they wanted to be the shopkeeper.

    He brought a whole series of reports, which were the latest financial situation of several companies under his control.

    Wearing filigree glasses, this tall, thin, straight man was quite serious in color.

    "Mr. Luan, you can rest assured that I came here this time not to apply for a new investment fund from you, but to apply to you to close several companies." Seeing the habitual hesitation on Luan Mingli's face, he was full

    of He pushed his glasses seriously.

    It's no wonder that the big boss's face became weird when he saw him, because he had applied for several large sums of money from the big boss before, and the current results can only be regarded as passable, which really makes people feel dissatisfied.

    But he felt that Luan Mingli could see the long-term meaning behind his plan, he would not care about his own capital expenditure, and he was someone who knew the far-reaching meaning behind this fund.

    Luan Mingli really didn't ask more about the whereabouts of the previous funds, he just confirmed that the funds were put where they should go.

    "Close the company? This proposal will involve many people, and you still want to be scolded as always." Luan Mingli made a joke, and his face became serious.

    He took the piles of paper in the opponent's hand, and found that the material of the paper covered on the top was different from the others. It seemed to be printed temporarily, and it also smelled like ink.

    "Long-term entertainment company? Isn't this the company I inspected two days ago--I remember that their current financial situation seems to be good? It seems that a star has become popular?"

    The investment consultant pushed his glasses again: "Actually, I added this company because I found that the marketing methods they have recently used have excessively consumed the company's lifespan and reputation, which has had a considerable impact on the company." "

    If If I don’t get rid of that new hot guy, and replace the secretary or add a person in charge, I don’t think there’s any need for this company to exist.”

    Luan Mingli actually didn’t understand, his understanding of the entertainment industry was limited to the amount of capital in the entertainment industry. Flow form flow direction and profit direction, the rest is just a rough understanding.

    Nor was it clear the exact circumstances and severity of what the investment adviser said.

    He thought about it, and felt that what the investment consultant said made sense. The point was that he had worked with this consultant for many years, and he had never had any problems, so he was quite trustworthy.

    "In this case, let's think about the property split of this entertainment company..." The investment consultant smiled slightly, hiding the gloom in his eyes.

    He has a good impression of his big boss—of course, it's just a subordinate with a strong desire for control who has a good impression of a good boss, and there is nothing else.

    Now that the big boss's reputation has been inexplicably tarnished, and he still manages a company that doesn't make much money...Of course he needs to take some measures.

    ——

    Secretary Fang suddenly shivered.

    She rubbed the tip of her nose, always feeling that she might have forgotten something, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing missing.

    Public opinion on the Internet is undergoing a steady but predictable ferment.

    As a "rumor" that appeared naturally, it should continue to ferment quietly at this time, until this message accidentally goes out of the circle and is known to the world.

    The numbers of relevant discussions on the Internet flipped silently.

    Secretary Fang noticed that many of the people who had spoken in the early stage were silent now, and seemed to be no longer angry about it.

    Although he was a little puzzled about this, Secretary Fang felt that it was still within the acceptable range.

    There will always be some people who will choose to get out of the pit and never see each other again because of some news about the righteous master. It is only for a moment to express their anger, and there will be no more news in the future.

    Although the content of this group of Dai Sheng's fans seems to be a bit high, it is not incomprehensible, after all, Dai Sheng has only just become popular. Thinking of this, Secretary Fang began to worry whether he had gone too far.

    This kind of action does have the possibility of abusing fans, but it seems a little bad for new fans to do so before they feel a sense of integration.

    Downstairs in her office, Dai Sheng's manager was walking back and forth anxiously: "Ah Sheng, they really focused all their attention on our big boss...isn't that good?" Dai

    Sheng Sheng just hung up the phone: "It's okay, as long as the public opinion doesn't ferment and the news doesn't go out, there should be no problem."

    He recalled the big boss he met on the elevator before: "That gentleman doesn't It seems like he likes to watch gossip news in the entertainment industry."

    "My family thought that the big boss in the rumors was referring to him, so he is already satisfied, and doesn't ask me to disclose it completely..." The person behind him Also a person who doesn't read gossip news.

    "As long as I talk to Secretary Fang, it will be fine at this point, and there should be no problem."

    The manager was silent for a while and did not speak.

    At this point, it should indeed be possible, and almost all the well-informed people in the circle know about it. In fact, they just need those well-informed people to reveal some resources to Dai Sheng.

    However, it was such a big fight, and the two parties were the ones who would not find out the problem. If it ended like this, I always feel a little bit unwilling.

    The three parties who made the rumors had their own thoughts in their hearts, and each of them had a lot of twists and turns hidden in their stomachs, and each wanted to obtain greater benefits.

    There seems to be a faint smell of storms coming in Jiujiu Entertainment.

    As the most ignorant person in the whole matter, Luan Mingli really didn't know anything. When he finished dealing with the matter of the investment consultant, it was already noon.

    Inviting the investment consultant to stay for dinner, but without success, Luan Mingli thought for a while and made a video call with Wen Hejun.

    "Why are you calling me at this time?" The phone was connected before it rang twice, and Wen Hejun was still sitting at the desk, turning over a stack of documents in his hand.

    "It's time for dinner, I want to see if you are eating honestly." Luan Mingli replied, and found that Wen Hejun's face was a little strange, as if he was hiding some emotions, "It seems that everything is within my expectations , you don’t even have the idea of ​​eating right now.”

    “You’ve already discovered this…” Wen Hejun smiled and stood up quite consciously, “Okay, okay, then I’ll go eat first Come back and read the documents."

    "Remember to drink some soup, it's quite cold today."

    "The soup for breakfast is still in my stomach, so you miss my soup for lunch now?" Wen Hejun smiled even more The gentleness made Luan Mingli feel that the feeling just now should be just an illusion.

    "By the way, do you know Dai Sheng?" After walking into the elevator, Wen Hejun looked at the scenery outside the observation elevator, and said that as if unintentionally.

    Luan Mingli thought for a moment: "Hoopoe? You know..."

    ...He knew?

    Wen Hejun's heart suddenly shrank, as if something had pierced his heart, bringing a strong and cold stimulation.

    Although Wen Hejun quickly adjusted and confirmed from Luan Mingli's tone that there was no intimacy or familiarity, the feeling of suffocation still lingered heavily in his heart.

    This feeling...

    this uncomfortable feeling...

    In front of Luan Mingli's usually gentle eyes showed a little hostility, Wen Hejun shifted the camera of the mobile phone downward to avoid exposing his own eyes in front of Luan Mingli.

    Luan Mingli's follow-up words came a bit late: "Isn't the hoopoe a kind of bird? I remember that it looks a bit similar to a woodpecker - there is a popular science blogger on Weibo, who seems to play this bird as a meme, He looks quite famous."

    "I don't answer the question 'what is a hoopoe, what is a hoopoe', which is quite interesting."

    What... so the knowledge he mentioned refers to a type of bird?

    Wen Hejun couldn't help laughing, the haze in his heart slowly dissipated as if being blown by a breeze.

    Wen Hejun smiled, his chilly fingers gradually warmed up, and he could feel amazing warmth when he pressed them on his palms.

    While tapping with his fingers, he quickly searched for information about the hoopoe, while calmly pretending that Luan Mingli had guessed his question correctly.

    "I think his cockscomb head is very interesting, and it looks good in itself. I think it's quite interesting as an ornamental bird." "Is it specially

    bred for ornamental purposes? Maybe it has something to do with his bloodline? I'm not very sure. Understood, you can consult an expert on biology and pets, but if you feel that it is really good to raise." Not knowing that

    Wen Hejun was making nonsense temporarily, Luan Mingli continued to talk seriously. I don't know much about it, it's just a random guess now.

    "You can really think about it. If it's not possible, high-quality varieties can be cultivated on a small scale, and they can also be used as gifts." Wen Hejun replied with a smile.

    At this moment, all the staff were sitting at their workstations, typing on the keyboard at Yunxi Studio while eating takeaway.     The programmer of the glasses suddenly stood up, and his voice was

    a little surprised: "Everyone, come and see, I seem to have discovered something new!" His tone was so pleasant that people who were close to him gathered together, and then leaned towards the computer screen

forward.

    A recent photo was displayed on the computer screen. In the photo, Dai Sheng was getting together quite intimately with a man.

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    "Does this person look a bit like the patron's father?" Lin Ziyue, an art student who is an online aestheticist and has accomplished research on facial features, first expressed such doubts.

    "Who said that this guy doesn't look like the patron's father at all, okay? The patron's father looks wise and powerful, how can someone who likes little stars be comparable?" Liu Sui reacted fiercely to this.

    Ever since the entire studio was gang-beaten for making the gold master's father too miserable, he seemed to have a tendency to run away in a strange direction.

    To put it simply, it is Luan Ming Li Chui who has become a rich father, long live.

    The glasses programmer didn't even pay him a glance, and even pushed it out with his elbow, signaling him to block other people's sight: "Don't play tricks here, listen to me." "This is me in

    another The photo I found in my Weibo is from the historical avatar." "

    This avatar should have been used before that starlet made his debut." "

    No wonder he looks much younger." Lin Ziyue agreed, "That is Say, the blogger of this Weibo is the young star's lover?"

    The glasses programmer shook his head and nodded again: "It should be his young lover, but I don't know if they are still together now." "

    ...This person is crazy Well, if you have a man, you still want to touch our patron's father? Could it be that this guy wants to be two boats at the same time as a young boy and an oss?" Liu Sui's face was full of shock.

    The glasses programmer remained silent, but just redirected the interface to the Weibo blogger's profile page.

    It clearly says a line of certification.

    "Luanyu, Wucheng Audio Co., Ltd."

    "Surname Luan?...does he look a bit like the patron's father...?" Liu Sui instantly forgot his stance that he firmly stated that this guy is not at all like the patron's father. A little shocked murmured.

    "He's still the person in charge of a not-so-small company." Although it's not too big compared to the whole country, his status shouldn't be considered low in this small place.

    Among the initial rumors, there were only two that mattered most.

    One, surnamed Luan.

    Second, the big boss of family background.

    Luan Mingli has the highest status among those who meet this condition.

    All the glory of the Luan family fell on this heir who seldom appeared in front of everyone's eyes, making everyone think of him immediately under the constraints of this condition.

    "Does this person have something to do with the family of the gold master's father?" Qiu Qiu frowned in confusion, "Should we hack into the household registration to see?" The

    programmer with glasses holding the mouse: "... calm down , this is against the law!"

    "Can't you do it?"

    "It's not a question of whether you can do it, okay?" "

    That means you can do it?"

    "Who the hell knows if I can do it or not ? Got it? I don't want to break the law, and I haven't tried it, how do I know!?" The glasses programmer gradually collapsed.

    He slapped the mouse twice, which he had always loved like a treasure, forcefully and swung everyone back.

    "If you have this kind of free time to think about messy things here, why not think carefully about how to deal with this problem, it is best to lead the public opinion back to yourself—" "Send this photo

    and message directly Is it over?" Someone curled his lips, "This little star dares to use such ambiguous information to hype, maybe he just wants to take advantage of our patron's father's status—what's the name of this little star? Dai Sheng?"

    " Calm down for me first, it's best to verify this kind of thing first, what if this little star has already broken up with the person who looks like the patron's father?" The glasses programmer was a little

    overwhelmed .

    He wanted to say it a long time ago.

    If life is a book, does the author just set himself up as the only normal person in the studio?

    I haven't given myself a name yet, I'm a glasses programmer all day long, and I call myself a glasses programmer, and even other people call myself glasses.

    This group of colleagues are all messed up ghosts and monsters.

    With a broken face, he tapped the keyboard a few times, sorted out the new clues he got, and sent them all to one mailbox.

    It's Wen Hejun's mailbox.

    Wen Hejun just hung up the phone with Luan Mingli, when he raised his hand, he found a new email, and opened it with a little doubt.

    I don't know the sender of the email, but it is marked with the name of Yunxi Studio - if I remember correctly, this is the name of the game production studio that Mingli bought before.

    Is this email related to Luan Mingli?

    Puzzled, he clicked on the mailbox, Wen Hejun carefully looked at the contents of the email, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

    The smile faded from the corner of his mouth, as if it had been coated with a layer of frost, which sealed everything coldly.

    After a while, he laughed softly again, but the corners of his mouth that were redrawn at this time did not have any warmth.

    —————

    "Luanyu?" During dinner, Luan Mingli was a little confused when he heard the name, "Sounds familiar? Uncle Wang, have you heard of this name?" In fact,

    Luan Mingli didn't remember it at all, but During this period of time, he has discovered that as long as he has no memory of people, the relationship with him in this world is quite weak, and it is very normal to have no memory.

    Therefore, when asking questions, Luan Mingli was very confident.

    "Yes, I have a slight impression that he is the child of a distant relative of Mr. Luan. According to his seniority, he should be called your uncle."

    Luan Mingli's fingers trembled and he almost dropped the beef on the chopsticks onto the table.

    Uncle?

    He really has a psychological shadow on these two words now, okay?

    According to the experience of a lot of novels in my head, anyone who suddenly appears but I have no impression and needs to be called my brother-in-law is probably related to a scumbag or a story about a scumbag, and everyone has to be on guard.

    But this nephew who appeared out of nowhere turned out to have the same surname as him.

    These days, apart from the Fu family, isn't the Luan family safe?

    Luan Mingli felt terrified in his heart.

    He thought a lot for a moment, as if a thread appeared in his mind, connecting all the things in the past two days, and quickly gathered them into a fairly clear train of thought.

    It's not that Luan Mingli is not unintelligent, it's just that this time the matter happened to be outside the scope of his intelligence collection, which made him hide it from him for a long time without any news.

    He raised his head abruptly, and stared at Wen Hejun: "Did my cheap nephew do something wrong?" Wen

    Hejun knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and he didn't want to continue to hide it, so he simply nodded.

    She shook her head again: "It's indeed related to him, but it's not entirely his problem, but his lover and the company's problem." "Let's have

    dinner first, and I'll take you to a good show later."

    Luan Mingli's stomach was full of confusion, and he didn't know what to eat when he ate. He barely finished his dinner, and half of the meal was left.

    Wen Hejun frowned with some distress, asked the driver to stop at the door of her house when she went out, and brought a few packets of handmade cookies when she came back.

    "You can eat it in the car when you watch the theater later."

    Seeing that Luan Mingli wanted to refuse, Wen Hejun held him down quite forcefully.

    Luan Mingli thought about it. In fact, his stomach was a little swollen due to possible events, so he couldn't eat for the time being.

    Wen Hejun was kind to him, the kind whose warm heart was burning, how could he refuse?

    "Then I'll put it here first, and I can get it when I want to eat later."

    He put down the bag containing the cookies, and became wonderfully comfortable, as if the unhappiness just now was just a mood swing illusions that arise.

    The two stopped under a restaurant with a view.

    After Wen Hejun arrived at the place, he looked at his phone for a while, as if he was confirming the email, and then took Luan Mingli up.

    A viewing restaurant with a pretty good view, famous for its beautiful and exquisite floor-to-ceiling windows and a wide variety of food buffets, it can be regarded as a pretty good high-end dating place in the local area.

    Luan Mingli has already started to think about whether he is going to face a pair of top-notch couples, or a pair of top-quality couples who seem to be at odds with each other, or two guys who are going to piss people off.

    Thinking about it carefully, these guesses seem to be similar in fact.

    "...Since we still have to come here, why do we still have dinner tonight?" Luan Mingli was still a little confused.

    Wen Hejun turned his head and glanced at him: "This cafeteria is more famous for all kinds of seafood with shells, I remember you don't like it very much." ... I really don't like

    seafood with shells, although the main It's because I don't like shelling very much, but I also don't like some fishy smells.

    Luan Mingli was stunned for a moment again, only to feel that something warm in his heart was gradually fermenting, turning into a sour and drunken aura.

    The two sat down at a window seat.

    The sofas of the seats have been raised, and only the table and diners on the right can be seen from their positions, as well as the two tables of diners on the opposite side across a transparent patio.

    Luan Mingli looked around cautiously, and found that there seemed to be a pre-reserved sign on the table across the patio.

    What table are you looking at?

    Luan Mingli guessed like this.

    Wen Hejun got up and brought back two plates. One plate was filled with various shellfish, and the other plate contained two fried saury.

    Luan Mingli picked up the tail of the saury, took one and put it in front of him and began to eat.

    After driving all the way, he did feel a little bit hungry again.

    Wen Hejun's slender fingers flicked, taking out pieces of shellfish one after another from the shells, and stacking them in small plates.

    A new table of guests came up, and Luan Mingli looked up calmly, and found that one of them looked somewhat similar to himself.

    The two sat down at the reserved table.

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    Wen Hejun peeled off a small plate of various shellfish, picked up a bottle, added some vinegar, and handed it to Luan Mingli.

    "...You..."

    "Anyway, dinner is almost done, and I'm not very hungry, so I'll peel some for you first—I've come here, so it's impossible not to eat any shellfish?"

    Luan Mingli didn't say.

    The warmth in my heart spread like fermentation.

    To be honest, many people don't like to eat certain foods, not necessarily because of taboos or other reasons, but sometimes because of troubles.

    Luan Mingli didn't like to eat shellfish because of the trouble.

    Of course, there are also many eternally black things on this blacklist, such as certain conch, certain conch and certain conch.

    Luan Mingli inserted a piece of conch meat with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth.

    In fact, it's not that I haven't eaten it. Occasionally, the chef will pick out all the conch meat and serve it on the table.

    But still not the same.

    Luan Mingli tilted his head and turned his head to look at the other side calmly, pretending that he was concentrating on the two people on the other side.

    Wen Hejun followed suit and looked over there: "It's about time for this scene to begin."

    Luan Mingli nodded, threw away the redundant thoughts in his mind, and began to observe.

    The two people over there didn't notice the peeping of the two people on the other side of the patio, or they didn't think it mattered.

    At first, the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.

    Luan Mingli recognized one of them. It was the masculine male star he had seen in Jiuji Entertainment Company before.

    And the other man is somewhat similar to himself, not only in appearance, but also in figure and temperament. Tall and thin, with a straight back, there are smile lines printed on the corners of his mouth from smiling all the year round.

    But this person exudes a somewhat gloomy aura, which is completely different from Luan Mingli.

    "That's my nephew?" It took Luan Mingli a while to remember his name, "Luan Yu?" "Yes

    , the other end is Dai Sheng, a newcomer from your entertainment company who has recently become popular." Luan

    Mingli Only then did it dawn on me: "So the word you asked me before was this guy's name, not that kind of bird."

    As long as there is a clue, it is easy to recall that Wen Hejun seemed to have choked on the previous phone call. Afterwards, I replied with some helplessness, although it looked normal, but looking back now, it was a bit unpleasant.

    "I didn't expect your answer at that time sounded normal, but it was made up temporarily." Luan Mingli couldn't help but chuckled softly.

    "No way, your answer is really beyond my plan." Wen Hejun was helpless.

    However, in order to complete the lie, Wen Hejun actually asked everyone to start thinking about whether they could breed a bird like a hoopoe, and spent a lot of money on the initial investment in equipment and personnel.

    He didn't want what he said to Luan Mingli to exist in the form of a pure lie, even if it could actually be disguised as being good for the other party.

    Therefore, although he was suspected of being an afterthought, he really began to think about the problem of this bird.

    While the two were talking, a quarrel broke out between the seemingly affectionate couple on the other end.

    Luan Yu was the one who started the war first. He slapped the table vigorously with his hand, trying to vent his dissatisfaction: "I thought you really approved of my idea, so you released such rumors to the outside world. Use this to reveal my identity."

    "I think you've done enough to keep you from being as public as I asked you to be."

    "But how did you do it? The scope of your ambiguity pointed to another person..." At this point, a sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "a person with a higher status than me...don't think I guessed I don't know what you're thinking, Dai Sheng."

    "We didn't expect such a result when we made the news, and I never expected that they would associate me with people of that level." Dai Sheng's handsome face was mixed with embarrassment and calmness, and by the way, he looked a little more worried, "If you think it's inappropriate, I can ask my agent and company to clarify publicly..." "You clarified

    , Will you believe it from the outside?" Luan Yu sneered, "If you use a little bit of language skills, it will be the same as this time, giving people the impression that there is indeed such a thing, and the so-called clarification is just trying to cover up." "...Then you

    let What should I do..." Dai Sheng's yang face forcibly showed a bit of grievance, "Could it be that you really want me and you to be completely disclosed to the public, and let the spittle of the public drown me, and I won't do it again in the future? Is there no future to talk about?"

    Luan Yu tried hard to suppress his voice and explained gently: "Don't worry, you can't lose your job, as long as my company is alive, you will definitely be able to get resources from my company...and You can also attract some special fans, those female fans who like male-male romance, their fans are more sticky..." "The impatience

    in his eyes is almost full." Luan Mingli finished eating unconsciously The shellfish in the bowl took a sip of the juice at hand.

    "Looking at his mouth shape, I thought the two of them were true love." Luan Mingli commented.

    Although he is not particularly good at it, the distance between the two sides is not too far. Luan Mingli can read the words of the opposite two people's mouths through the skill of watching the mouth shape.

    Wen Hejun, who also has this skill, smiled: "But obviously, Dai Sheng can't see this guy's anxiety and perfunctory at all." "

    What's the situation with them, tell me?" Luan Mingli looked back at the two human gaze.

    These two guys are acting now, and one is more contrived than the other, which makes his eyes hurt a little, and he doesn't want to continue observing.

    Since Wen Hejun received the email from Yunxi Studio, she has grasped the overall context of the whole matter, thus connecting all the things together, and successfully gained the perspective of God.

    Hearing this, he smiled slightly and began a simple explanation.

    Luan Yu is a distant nephew of Luan Mingli. He was born into a family that is not considered rich, but it is not considered poor either. A small company in his family is enough for the family to live a prosperous life. It is definitely above the well-off, but there is nothing more.

    More than ten years ago, records were still popular, and this company was also in a prosperous stage, barely able to squeeze into the upper social circle.

    This is how Luan Yu met Dai Sheng and Su He when he was a child.

    Hearing a somewhat familiar name, Luan Mingli repeated in astonishment: "Su He?"

    Isn't this Su Xiaoxiao's brother? ——Su Xiaoxiao is the eldest lady who made Luan Mingli realize that she had time-traveled and who came to cry during the day.

    "The two of them don't seem like people who can touch this level of social circle." Luan Mingli frowned.

    "They were fine when they were young."

    Wen Hejun shook his head: "Besides, because Su He has never particularly had the concept of family status, even if the families of these two people are left behind, the relationship between the three of them is still the same. Quite good."

    "During that time, the three of them were very close, and each of them had a good relationship with the other two, and they often went out for entertainment - because of pocket money, Su He often treated guests That, but it has nothing to do with business."

    "Maybe it's because of being treated all the time, or maybe it's because the relationship between the three of them has really sublimated, and Luan Yu has some thoughts that shouldn't be there."

    Yunxi Studio In , the glasses programmer pushed his own glasses and described what was written in the email he received.

    "What do you mean by being treated all the time? Are you trying to imply that Luan Yu is seeking Su He's money?" Liu Sui complained, "Then why didn't he go to Su He?"

    The glasses programmer looked at the content of the email, then looked at Liu Sui, and asked his soul: "Who said there is no?" "

    ...? Isn't Luan Yu with that little star who doesn't know his name?" Liu Aged at a loss.

    In fact, he already remembered the name of the little star, but remembering and wanting to say it were two different things.

    This is a question of attitude, not just a question of whether you can remember or not.

    Liu Sui has already taught himself the subject of dog-licking self-cultivation quickly, and is about to graduate.

    The glasses programmer didn't speak. He glanced at the densely packed words written on the phone screen, and suddenly sighed.

    It takes so many words to describe this messy and disgusting thing, and I feel tired when I think about it, so I might as well just say it directly.

    "To put it simply, Luan Yu wanted to be with Su He. He wanted Su He's body and his money. But Su He didn't say anything about it. He seemed to like him but didn't seem to care much, so Luan Yu decided to pretend to be with him. Dai Sheng is together and wants to stimulate Su He."

    "The reason why he always wanted Dai Sheng to make the matter public is to let it reach Su He's ears." "

    But Dai Sheng didn't know, he thought the two of them It's really true love, Luan Yu just wanted to make it public, so he found a way to pretend to make it public, and then touched our patron's father to give him some reputation points." "Originally, this matter was well arranged

    , But I found Luanyu's Weibo and sent it to the friend of the sponsor's father, who followed the vine to figure out this matter."

    Liu Sui: ... what the hell?

    His funny head was full of question marks.

    When he heard the first half, Liu Sui thought he had traveled to the scene of some weird romantic drama.

    When he heard the second half, the question marks on Liu Sui's head almost formed a string.

    "...Glasses, can I take a look at your wig? I'm wondering if I'm dreaming and dreaming of such a sand sculptured reality?"

    Glasses: "...Go away!"

    Doubt life is doubt life, what are you doing? Why do you want to hurt me?

Chapter 38

    The glasses used his whole life to defend his bald hair, allowing those few fake hairs to stand upright on his head.

    Directing Liu Sui who opened his teeth and claws with his hands, the glasses programmer said a little angrily: "Can you tell me something serious? How come none of you are reliable?" "One or two are not reliable

    " The studio members glanced at him one after another, and then quickly returned to their positions.

    "It seems that a player reported a bug yesterday, can someone help me take a look?" "

    Some players said that the UI of this function is a bit difficult. Ziyue, your art team sent someone over to discuss whether we should redraw a set ..."

    Everyone was immersed in their own work, and those who didn't have any live hands began to prepare for the next game.

    The glasses programmer pushed his beer-covered glasses and muttered softly.

    "You guys are too deliberate..."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Qiu suddenly sat up from his seat.

    She moved the mouse twice incredulously: "Our studio has been suspended... the fan who was turned black by Dai Shengfan has been suspended." "...Huh?" Liu Sui, who had

    no job, was the first to jump up.

    The crowd gathered around Qiu Qiu, staring at her computer screen.

    The programmer with glasses who didn't squeeze past felt a long and somewhat subtle silence.

    After a while, Liu Sui said in a subtle tone: "Ah, we are indeed hugging the patron's father's thigh."

    After all, the investor is the patron's father, that's right.

    "The reason why we asked the fans to stop spreading this news is to protect the sponsor's father is not wrong." Liu Sui's tone became more subtle.

    But what this black fan said...

    Wishing Sheng Qingtian: @云溪工作室官方微博, show you such shameless game officials. It is said that they have no money and always want to find thighs for investment. Now it seems that it is really the case.

    Everyone should already know the news about Dai Sheng and Mr. Luan. It is said that a lot of resources were exchanged by eating the bonus of that gentleman. But it didn't spread, so I was a little surprised, why many sisters quieted down after hearing the voice, and didn't even turn black. After a closer look, it turned out that this inexplicable official game studio was playing tricks.

    [Screenshot of private chat 1] [Screenshot of private chat 2]

    It is said that this game studio has no money, so it probably wants to lick a rich man in exchange for some investment. I don't want face, and hide the shady here.

    Liu Sui pressed his head: "No, no, we should be more rigorous. Although this Weibo should refer to the father of the gold master, we know that it is not the father of the gold master that is related to Dai Sheng. This matter..."

    Let’s say it’s a fact, it seems a bit out of line, let’s say it’s not a fact, there seems to be something wrong.

    Just...

    this Weibo seems to have been bought with some data, and the retweets and comments have been rising wildly.

    Liu Sui didn't want to read the comments, and pressed his head with a headache: "Just...let it go."

    Anyway, I would have clarified whether this Mr. Luan is not Mr. Luan later...

    As for spreading rumors and refusing rumors, it's a waste of time Rumors about this kind of thing have already been created, and they have been forwarded in batches, so what else can we do?

    ——

    Luan Mingli didn't know what happened on the Internet at this time.

    After listening to a complicated love-hate love-hate relationship between three people, he was still a little dazed.

    He thought for a while, and concluded the question based on associative reasoning: "Simply put, Luan Yu wanted to test Su He's ideas, but he didn't want his image in front of Su He to be damaged, so he used Dai Sheng?"

    "Pretend to be with him, and ask him to spread the news—if Su He really shows displeasure or comes to him, then he can blame Dai Sheng for everything, and he is still innocent. A good family?"

    "That's right." Wen Hejun nodded.

    Luan Mingli: ...

    He was silent for a moment: "My group of nephews, each of them made me wonder if all the love in this world is twisted like this." Does

    n't there exist normal love?

    Or is it because there is such a halo of the protagonist around me, making all normal love far away from me?

    Wen Hejun froze for a moment, as if thinking of something, his mouth that was about to open closed, and became a little silent.

    Luan Mingli didn't notice his strange silence, but continued to stare at the other side of the courtyard.

    On the other side, Luan Yu was still persuading with kind words and kindness, every word was as addictive as if poured with honey, and he wished to melt into the tenderness.

    At least Dai Sheng thought so.

    His expression gradually relaxed, showing a faint look of being persuaded, and the hesitation in his eyes began to disappear.

    "Since you said that, then I..." It's not impossible to try to bet with you once.

    Dai Sheng's words were already on his lips, but he seemed to think of something suddenly, and became a little sober.

    A trace of regret flickered in Luan Yu's eyes. He thought he had almost succeeded in fooling around, but he didn't expect the progress bar to suddenly go backwards.

    Luan Mingli had an intuition that something good was going to happen next, so he reached out his hand to signal Wen Hejun.

    Dai Sheng seemed to be gradually firming up his mind, and his eyes were shining brightly: "Okay, I can, I agree that we will make it public." "

    But I don't want my fans to see me as a bad homosexual, and I don't want them Associate some bad thoughts with me."

    "So, what I want us to disclose is the marriage certificate of the marriage in a foreign country—let's go to the Netherlands."

    Luan Mingli: "..."

    He blinked, recalling what he had just seen before realizing his own Vision doesn't seem to be wrong.

    The interpretation of lip language should not be wrong.

    The moment he confirmed this point, Luan Mingli almost raised his hands to applaud, expressing his shock at the speech.

    Although the person involved didn't know anything about it, it was really refreshing to make such a speech that suddenly cut off the scumbag's thoughts.

    Don't you want Dai Sheng to be the one who made it public first, and then pretend to be innocent in front of Su He?

    Dai Sheng didn't know that you had such twists and turns in your heart. He just sincerely thought that the two of you were in a relationship, so he proposed a condition that normal people would not refuse.

    If you refuse, it will make people wonder what is the reason for your firm attitude before.

    And if you don't refuse, you've already gone to take pictures of the marriage certificate, can you still pretend to be innocent and sweet?

    High, really high, although the person who said these words didn't know what he did, but this operation is still too clever.

    Wen Hejun's expression also turned into a smile mixed with helplessness and dumbfounding. Although he quickly returned to his original appearance, he was obviously shocked by the script.

    Luan Yu didn't know how much ridicule he had received.

    After hearing Dai Sheng's words, he froze for a few seconds, and even his thoughts gradually went blank.

    ...seems to have heard something unexpected.

    Something is getting out of hand.

    You must answer this sentence as soon as possible, otherwise Dai Sheng will definitely notice something is wrong.

    But how to answer this?

    Luan Yu's brain was spinning rapidly, ideas bubbled up from his mind and gradually disappeared, and quickly merged into a line.

    Agree first, and then find a reason to ambiguously pass!

    He immediately nodded and replied: "Okay."

    Dai Sheng's gaze was originally suspicious due to the long silence, but it suddenly lit up when he heard this.

    "Okay, since that's the case, you should propose to me first—after all, you're going to get a marriage certificate."

    Because he had already made up his mind, it was as if he had broken a can, without any resistance.

    "Let me find a waiter to make a video for us as a souvenir." Dai Sheng's eyes began to shift left and right, "No, the waiter is not suitable, it's better to find those customers who don't gossip..." Luan Mingli responded

    quickly Come over, sit in the seat, and at the same time lower your head to cover your appearance to avoid being discovered.

    Wen Hejun sat outside for a while, using his geographical advantage to cover Luan Mingli.

    Both of them had suppressed smiles on their faces, and when Dai Sheng looked away, they even laughed softly.

    Luan Mingli raised his head while chuckling, and suddenly felt that he saw stars in Wen Hejun's eyes.

    Luan Yu's face was already a little numb.

    He felt that he should deny it first, and it was quite easy to find a reason to deny it on this issue. But as soon as he opened his mouth, Luan Yu realized that if he escaped from this incident, there will still be a next time.

    Fuck, is he being fooled by me too much?

    He couldn't help but cursed over and over again in his heart, a little bit broken.

    He thought about saving his life first, and at least moved the proposal and taking pictures to a later stage. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw someone walking towards him.

    ...The bathroom seems to be going out a little bit around the corner?

    Not wanting others to hear what the two said, Luan Yu chose to shut up.

    But Dai Sheng reached out and stopped the passers-by: "Excuse me, can you record a video for us? Simply record it, and it won't take too much time for you.

    " Not good at rejecting the way people look, at least on the surface.

    Dai Sheng thought about it, and because he already wanted to make it public, he became quite calm, so he added: "Marriage proposal video."

    Hearing this question, the man smiled lightly, and only smiled at the two big men. Feeling surprised, she nodded gently: "Of course, this is not a troublesome thing-a marriage proposal video? It seems a bit monotonous without roses and rings, but this does not affect true love. I will try my best to take good pictures of you. Wen

    Hejun, who intended to come here to join in the fun, outlined a flawless smile.

    Luanyu who originally wanted to use flowers and rings as an excuse: mmp

Chapter 39

    With several thoughts spinning rapidly in his head, Luan Yu quickly came up with a follow-up solution.

    Let's do this for now, wait until the photos and videos are taken, and then find a way to trick Dai Sheng into giving them to him, and delete them secretly.

    Thinking of this, Luan Yu drew a forced smile at the corner of his mouth.

    "Then please ask this gentleman—speaking of which, what is your name, sir?"

    He had to ponder the identity of this passerby.

    "Miangui's surname is Wen." Wen Hejun said calmly, "I'll wash my hands first, and I'll help you record the video when I come back."

    Acting has to be a full set, and he just pretended to go to the bathroom, so it's best to go Come back again, otherwise it will be easy to make people suspicious.

    "I'm sorry, we'll wait for you." Dai Sheng nodded cheerfully.

    Luan Mingli sat in his booth, watching with great interest the group of people in the distance fumbling around. Luan Yu's expression changed back and forth, and finally he reluctantly put on a look of winning.

    About ten minutes later, Wen Hejun walked back slowly.

    "What was Luan Yu's reaction?" Although he had already guessed it, Luan Mingli felt that he should ask.

    "He tried his best to pretend that he didn't respond—Dai Sheng might have guessed something."

    Maybe guessed something?

    Do you still maintain this enthusiasm?

    Although he didn't quite understand how Wen Hejun knew about it, Luan Mingli didn't ask the reason for this speculation, but nodded quite understandingly.

    In short, it is right to understand according to this conclusion. Luan Mingli has not had any doubts about Wen Hejun's words for a long time.

    The good show has already been seen, and the next step is probably not particularly interesting. The seafood that should be eaten has also been tasted. It didn't take long for the two of them to get up and pay the bill.

    When going out, Luan Mingli searched Weibo.

    Because the news was too closed some time ago, Luan Mingli learned from the pain and decided to refresh various social software regularly to avoid missing important things.

    As the most concerned studio recently, Yunxi Studio appeared in his search box.

    Luan Mingli stopped before getting into the carriage.

    Wen Hejun turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

    Luan Mingli shook his head silently, did not speak, and continued with his original actions.

    In fact, when they were eating just now, the two of them had a discussion about the truth of the matter.

    Wen Hejun originally planned to announce all Luan Yu's plots and tricks together with other things tonight, so maybe he could see a good show while eating.

    But there was a slight error in the plan, a guy who thought he was going to succeed fooled him too far, and ran away in the direction of the runaway instead.

    Luan Mingli and Wen Hejun discussed for a while, and decided not to reveal the truth of the matter. They wanted to see how Luan Yu tried every means to remedy the situation. When he racked his brains and thought he was going to succeed, the sky suddenly fell.

    This proposal was put forward by Wen Hejun. Although Luan Mingli felt that this might be too much, he also felt that this was actually Luan Yu's own fault, so he still accepted it.

    Anyway, the current rumors are still suppressed in a small range and have not spread, and the entertainment company's affairs also need to be dealt with.

    Will make this kind of decision, this kind of vaguely connoted propaganda of the immediate boss is definitely not something that Dai Sheng can decide alone.

    It is best to find some clues first, and then expose the matter, so as not to startle the snake.

    As a result...

    "Someone is targeting Yunxi Studio." Luan Mingli's expression was quite ugly.

    Wen Hejun was surprised: "Huh?"

    Luan Mingli didn't speak, he chose to dial Liu Sui's number directly.

    "Hmmm? Father of the gold master! You actually called us! How was your dinner? I said that the restaurant on the top floor may not be delicious. After all, seafood is too troublesome to eat, why don't I tell you Recommendation—"

    As soon as the call was made, there was a series of continuous, sonorous, and cadenced words.

    The little finger of Luan Mingli's right hand shook slightly, and he turned on the external speaker of the phone.

    "Liu Sui, don't play tricks... What's the situation in the studio?"

    Liu Sui's originally noisy voice seemed to be stuck in his throat by pressing the mute button immediately, and he regained his tone of speaking after two intermittent silences .

    He told everything honestly.

    "...I see." Luan Mingli pressed his brows together.

    It seems that the original repertoire can no longer be performed.

    But Luan Mingli is also obsessed with such a bad taste.

    Wen Hejun received the signal: "Do you want to make it public directly?"

    Luan Mingli nodded: "Yes, let's make it public directly—I really don't have any groups suitable for publicity, so I still have to trouble you to make it public." Wen

    He Jun laughed lightly. After thinking for a while, he reached out and put his hand on Luan Mingli's shoulder: "Don't tell me the word trouble... With our relationship, is it still necessary?" Luan Mingli was stunned

    .

    —————

    Su He felt sleepy early today, which is rare.

    To be honest, as a person who has been dealing with files all the year round, he is already tired of his superb file reading skills. When reading those unnecessary parts of the file, he can even catch the wrong content while reading while sleeping.

    Just like all elementary and middle school students face homework problems when they are sleepy.

    Su He has always been very proud of this skill, because it means that he can happily go to bed late after work and enjoy a happy life.

    But today it was rare that he wanted to go to bed early, and Su He didn't intend to wrong his sleep quality, so he took a cushion and leaned on the bed early.

    While dozing slowly, he played a small game in a leisurely manner.

    The little girl who looked like a piece of paper hit the little soldier when she fell, and was cut off directly, and the story had to start again.

    Su He yawned, gave up the idea of ​​starting all over again, and planned to watch the news before going to sleep.

    He refreshed the news casually, and when he switched accounts, he found that his commonly used public Weibo account had received tens of thousands of messages.

    Su He's head was immediately filled with question marks.

    Although he is a member of the Su family, his sense of presence is not very strong, and he is relatively lazy. Apart from being easy to find, the official Weibo account basically has nothing, and often only the product promotion of his subordinate company.

    So there are so many messages all of a sudden?

    Su He switched accounts in disbelief, clicked on the comments, and when he looked up, he found a row of repeaters.

    It's human nature to... cough, sorry.

    Su He glanced at the content of the rereading.

    "It's too miserable to have these two bamboo horses with cerebral palsy."

    "Boss, are you still short of bamboo horses? I, I, I, I can do it, the kind that can be laid flat."

    Su He: ? ? ?

    A look of doubting life suddenly appeared on his face.

    what happened? What the hell, suddenly something messy came out.

    He continued to scroll down and found some noisy voices.

    "You can just scold that crazy Luanyu, it has nothing to do with us Dai Sheng, he is also an innocent victim, okay?" "

    We, Ah Sheng, were cheated out of our feelings, isn't it the worst one?"

    "What they lost was just some insignificant reputation, what we Ah Sheng lost were his years of time and his sincere feelings!"

    Su He's head was filled with more and more question marks.

    Through these two paragraphs, I can barely figure out who the protagonist who made me suddenly popular is.

    But this is of no use. I still don't have a clue about the specific things.

    I scrolled down and found no clues.

    Su He no longer felt sleepy, he thought for a while, and typed the names of his two childhood friends on the search bar.

    He saw a popular Weibo.

    Before clicking on it, Su He thought that he had already made sufficient psychological preparations. After all, they have been pitied like this. These two guys must have done something extraordinary.

    But after reading the whole content, Su He's entire expression became numb.

    What the hell? what happened? who am i where am i I saw something messed up, shouldn't I be asleep already?

    I should have fallen asleep because I was too sleepy, right? Are you dreaming now? Otherwise, how could you see such a strange painting style? It's impossible for life to be like a novel, right?

    Peng soon.

    The person who was on the news hot search silently smashed his head into the pillow, dropped his mobile phone, turned his ears to nothing outside the window, and tried his best to just sleep.

    Five minutes later, Su He turned over.

    It's not that sleepiness cannot be brewed, although it is indeed difficult.

    The phone lying on the carpet buzzed, and someone called him several times without giving up.

    Su He has actually guessed who the caller is, and he likes to set exclusive ringtones for all his acquaintances.

    And the person who doesn't have an exclusive ringtone in the address book -

    Su He sighed, and picked up the phone: "Don't call me again, Luan Yu." The

    person on the other side of the phone suffocated for a moment.

    It's like the kind of decision that has been made after a lot of hardships, and cold water is poured on the face, and even the breathing is interrupted.

    His voice trembled a little: "Su He...you hate me, no, you don't like me anymore, do you?"

    I never liked you, okay? Please be a little self-aware about yourself.

    Su He slandered in his heart, and the words he said were casual and elegant: "Yes, I hate you." There was

    another sound of gasping from the opposite side of the phone, almost suffocating.

    "So, don't call me anymore, it's useless." "

    I don't intend to understand these funny things you do, I can only simply say a word to you." "

    In my eyes Here, you are just an ordinary childhood playmate."

Chapter 40

    The person on the other side of Su He's phone fell silent for a long time.

    Because the atmosphere was too quiet, the person who wanted to sleep couldn't help but dozed off, his mind became blurred again, and he was about to be embraced by the sleepy god.

    Before he completely lost consciousness, a hesitant and trembling voice finally came from the other side of the phone.

    Luan Yu's words were filled with tears: "I thought we had feelings... I thought..." "

    Look at me, see me, okay? I'm downstairs at your house... Let's have a good talk Let's talk..."

    Su He's sleepy people were all frightened awake at once, turned over and sat up from the bed in some shock.

    He walked to the window in disbelief, opened the curtains a crack, and found that there was indeed a car parked there in the distance downstairs, and the lights were on.

    What the hell?

    "Be sober, I really only regard you as a childhood friend..." It's still the kind of ordinary friend who is too ordinary, just find a banquet in a social circle, and grab seven or eight ordinary friends with one palm.

    Su He felt a little pain in his head.

    His intuition told him that if he let this guy in, something pretty bad would happen. But if you don't let him in, this guy will probably squat at the door for eternity.

    He has a big head.

    ——

    Luan Mingli and Wen Hejun didn't know what messed up Luan Yu did again.

    They are busy studying online public opinion to ensure that public opinion will no longer affect Luan Mingli himself and Yunxi studio.

    There are still several marketing teams under Wen Hejun's building, and they are also in charge of several entertainment marketing accounts. Therefore, the news sent can be quickly spread on the Internet.

    Dai Sheng is really popular recently. After all, he plays a very likable supporting actor with a tragic fate. This kind of character design can be said to be quite popular.

    Therefore, in order to gain popularity, many marketing accounts that did not belong to Wen Hejun's scope also copied and pasted one after another, spreading this matter quickly.

    "Although I really hate the method of copying and pasting mass production of marketing accounts, I have to say that this time it feels really cool." Liu Suizai said excitedly when he was on the phone with Luan Mingli.

    Luan Mingli was also quite satisfied with the effect.

    However, this only completely subverted the public opinion that had been vaguely pointing to him, and there was one important thing that was not done.

    Yunxi Studio announced the investors and the proportion of shares to the public, and then wrote an announcement with righteous words.

    The general meaning is: these days there are some untrue remarks on the Internet, saying that our studio has violated conscience, but in fact, Mr. Luan Mingli was already an investor in our studio before the development of our current game. We speak out to defend him because we know the inside story.

    The copy was written by Lin Ziyue.

    According to Liu Sui's previous intentions, this matter can be done like this, and there is no need for the studio to issue any announcements.

    Anyway, everyone's attention has been diverted to other places, and no one has made any remarks about the studio.

    But Luan Mingli felt that this was inappropriate. If it is not clarified in time, when many people mention the studio in the future, their first reaction will be some bad impressions, which is not good.

    Although some clarifications will come out, they will only be a minority.

    After Luan Mingli settled everything, he had a good night's sleep.

    ——When poor Su He is still being harassed by Luan Yu, Amen.

    When he woke up again, the familiar investment consultant came to his door again.

    Luan Mingli was reviewing the documents, and was still a little dazed when the investment consultant came.

    This doesn't seem to be the time to come here to report in the past. Could it be that something went wrong?

    It wasn't until the investment consultant stood in front of him with this little information that Luan Mingli, who had already been dazed by a bunch of messy nephews, vaguely remembered - yes, it seems that the investment consultant came to him two days ago to discuss

    disbanding the entertainment company So, the one that disbanded happened to be the one Dai Sheng was in.

    His expression suddenly became a little subtle: "Did they say they wanted to disband this entertainment company because they were spreading scandals about touching me in private?" The investment consultant nodded: "Yes, but you obviously did

    n't I know about this. Therefore, I thought about it and decided that it is necessary to disband this kind of unprofessional company." "

    When such a decision is made, it often means that the upper management of the company has collectively decayed and is not suitable for continued maintenance. "

    Luan Mingli's expression was a bit complicated.

    He did consider last night whether Secretary Fang and Dai Sheng's manager were responsible for the rumor, and if so, they should be punished.

    I didn't expect the investment consultant to be much faster than myself.

    He took this document.

    ————

    The atmosphere of Jiuji Entertainment Company has been a little tense these two days.

    From top to bottom, whether it is a still hot starlet or a sweeper, they are all in a state of mental tension.

    The person in charge at the top and the current first brother are even more nervous and can't even eat.

    As the newly promoted and incumbent first brother, Dai Sheng sat in his lounge with a dazed gaze.

    He didn't know why things turned out like this.

    The lover who thought he had been in love for a long time turned out to be just using himself.

    The scheme that was originally thought to be hidden by the gods was exposed in full view.

    The resources that were originally thought to be available have recently expressed their thoughts on substitutions.

    He has received invitations to several interview programs.

    But even if you think about it with your feet, you can guess that the questions in the interview must be related to the news of the past two days, and it is not suitable to participate at all.

    He had no choice but to stay in the company's lounge, being a standard shrinking turtle.

    It's still the kind that everyone steps on.

    Sending away another starlet with a strange tone, Dai Sheng lowered his eyes with a pale face.

    The assistant around him was quite dissatisfied: "This guy usually looks sweet and cute, and many fans love his style. I didn't expect that he would be such a high-handed person in private. He came to curry favor with you a while ago, but now Hinting that you should give up this lounge—this is just a brief wave of public opinion, and it will not affect your popularity and status in the slightest, okay?"

    Although Dai Sheng's little thoughts have also been made public, this little thought has no meaning at all. Yu Yu's scumbag level is so eye-catching, and many fans say that this is a public relations mistake of the company. Although Dai Sheng was involved in the public opinion trend, it is not without chance of turning around.

    This made the little assistant quite firmly on the side of his boss.

    What's more, my boss is indeed a complete victim in this matter!

    Even if he was a little careful when spreading rumors in private, wasn't this forced by Luan Yu?

    This is also the thought of many Dai Sheng fans on the Internet.

    In short, it was Luan Yu and the company who were at fault in this matter, and Dai Sheng was innocent.

    Thinking of this, the little assistant completely suppressed the fear of unemployment in his heart, and relaxed his tone.

    "Brother A Sheng, sit down in the lounge. If you have nothing to do, read the script. I'll order you lunch at noon."

    Dai Sheng didn't answer him.

    The little assistant didn't care either.

    From the moment Dai Sheng came back from a date the night before and saw the news on the Internet, he has always been like this.

    The little assistant guessed that he was too sad because of a broken relationship, so he kept silent like this.

    The little assistant went to order food.

    The moment the door closed, Dai Sheng suddenly raised his head and found his cell phone.

    Fearing that his surfing Weibo would affect his mood, the agent took away his mobile phone, so Dai Sheng bought another one secretly and hid it in the lounge, taking it out to have a look when no one was around.

    He called Luanyu's number over and over again, but there was no one answering, or he was on the phone.

    When he bought this new number, he had already dialed it, but when he heard his voice, he hung up the phone decisively. Dai Sheng didn't even utter a word.

    But Dai Sheng was still calling over and over again, checking the public opinion on the Internet while making calls.

    Looking at the words of encouragement from fans over and over again, his frozen heart seemed to be warmed up.

    Even if I lose my love, I still have fans who love me.

    He murmured in his heart.

    At this moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

    The little assistant's voice was full of extreme panic: "Brother A Sheng, brother A Sheng, the big boss is here! The big boss, he, he, he said he wants to disband our company!" Dai Sheng's cell phone fell to the ground

    .

    He stood up with some trepidation and opened his mouth.

    What does it mean for a company to dissolve?

    No other entertainment company would recruit him at this time, who is full of public opinion, and he has no chance of rising.

    ...After losing love, is even career over?

    Hurriedly following the little assistant all the way to the hall, Dai Sheng caught the eyes of a lot of colleagues, taxis, even the colleagues who had been looking at him friendly these two days, at this time there was resentment in their eyes.

    is it my fault

    If it wasn't for me...

    How could you be so obsessed with doing such a thing at that time?

    Dai Sheng saw Secretary Fang who was kneeling on the ground, and saw that his manager didn't get up and passed out.

    Everything is playing in front of him like in slow motion.

    Dai Sheng pushed through the crowd, and saw the person he met in the elevator not long ago looked at him with indifferent but friendly eyes.

    The way he looked at himself was still the same, as if he looked at someone who had nothing to do with him.

    Thinking about it carefully, it turns out that among all the people in the company, the one whose attitude toward him has changed the least.

    Dai Sheng felt that his intestines were green with regret.

    His first reaction was to admit his mistake, but he felt that simply admitting his mistake did not seem very sincere.

    In the past two days, the nerves dulled by grief were forcibly turned around, Dai Sheng's brain twitched, and he blurted out a sentence suddenly.

    "Boss, can you let our company go? I will admit my mistakes to you in the next life!"

    Luan Mingli: ? ? What the hell?