Chapter 59 Chapter 59

After Yu Youxia finished her introduction, she looked at Gu Xingshi cautiously: "Boss Gu, what do you think?" As soon as

she finished speaking, the group of socially anxious quails also raised their heads cautiously and looked at Gu Xingshi pitifully.

Gu Xingshi: "..."

Although he originally did not have the idea of ​​taking so many screenwriters in one breath, after listening to the system's gossip, he felt that this group of small screenwriters was really too miserable.

If he didn't want them, they didn't know how they would be bullied by others.

Thinking of this, Gu Xingshi couldn't help but soften his heart, and said: "Okay, then sign them all."

Then he saw a row of quails all staring with wide eyes: "Hiss——"

Gu Xingshi: "..."

No, is this a code unique to you socially anxious people? !

Yu Youxia: "Wuwuwuwuwu thank you, Mr. Gu!! "

The group of screenwriters behind her also burst into tears.

Gu Xingshi could only turn into a tissue man and hand them tissues one by one.

Yu Youxia was even more moved.

She had worked outside the longest, and she knew how much money Gu Xingshi had to spend to support them. Due to their personality, they could not help at all in terms of discussing projects, except for writing.

However, Mr. Gu not only signed them, but also tolerated their personalities. Not only did he not scold them, he even handed them tissues.

The hearts of the little screenwriters who were despised and scolded outside were almost melted.

She quickly wiped away her tears and looked at Gu Xingshi with burning eyes: "Boss Gu, we can start working now. Do you have any subject or theme you want to write about? We can change the IP, or we can make a few plans first, you can choose..."

Gu Xingshi: "Ah?"

To be honest, he just had the idea of ​​forming a creative team, but he has not thought about the specific script yet.

But looking at the group of screenwriters in front of him who are eager to start working immediately and prove their value, he is embarrassed to tell the truth, lest they think he is unreliable and lose confidence in the company.

So he can only tentatively say: "Why don't you write according to your own strengths first, there is no rush..."

Screenwriters: "Hiss——"

Such a good treatment, but you still have to write a composition with a given topic! !

Gu Xingshi: "..."

He was about to say something when the door of the conference room was pushed open a little, and Cheng Xin popped half of his head in: "It's broad daylight, I thought you were doing something in there!"

Seeing his mouth, Gu Xingshi felt a little headache: "Didn't you have an event today? Why are you back?"

"The event is over." Cheng Xin leaned sideways and popped in through the gap, looking curiously at the row of drooping heads, "My dear BOSS, where did you pick up this loser from?"

Gu Xingshi: "...Shut up."

Every time at this time, he missed the Cheng Xin who couldn't say a word. He shouldn't have encouraged him to talk more, which added so much workload to himself.

Cheng Xin zipped up his mouth skillfully, and then made an apology gesture to Yu Youxia and the others.

While the two were talking, Yu Youxia and the others were looking at them furtively.

Of course, they knew that Cheng Xin was so angry.

Of course, they also knew that Cheng Xin was just as angry as he was with his unforgiving mouth.

So when Cheng Xin came in, they were a little panicked. After all,

even if all of them were put together, they probably wouldn't have one tenth of Cheng Xin's fighting power.

But after really meeting Cheng Xin, they found that he didn't seem to be as scary as people said on the Internet. He could even apologize!

Gu Xingshi introduced him to them: "This is Cheng Xin. His words are not very pleasant to the ears, but he's a good person."

Cheng Xin: "..."

Yu Youxia and the others couldn't help laughing when they saw how depressed he looked.

Yu Youxia even summoned up the courage to greet Cheng Xin: "Hello, I'm Yu Youxia, the screenwriter of the company."

After hearing what she said, Cheng Xin didn't care that he was still in the "ban period" and exclaimed: "Screenwriter?! You finally decided to kick that Mr. Wen and do it alone!"

Gu Xingshi: "..."

Cheng Xin's mouth is probably not worth it.

He said unhappily: "What's the matter with you?"

Cheng Xin coughed lightly: "I won the bet with Ah Sheng, he treated me to dinner today, so I came back to find you to go and knock on the big guys together!" Then he warmly greeted Yu Youxia and the others, "Come on, come on, let's go together, just as a welcome dinner for new colleagues!"

Gu Xingshi originally thought that Cheng Xin was hiding something from him, after all, the fact that he won the bet with Meng Yuansheng was too bizarre and didn't seem to be true.

But seeing Cheng Xin leaving him to greet the screenwriters, he felt that it was not the case. Maybe he just got lucky.

A group of people arrived at the door of a restaurant.

This is a private kitchen, decorated very elegantly.

However, as soon as Gu Xingshi walked into the private room, he heard two "bangs", and then streamers fell from the sky.

Meng Yuansheng and others shouted: "Happy birthday, President Gu!!"

Gu Xingshi was stunned for a moment, only to find that the place had been decorated like a birthday party.

He was in a trance for a moment.

If they hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten that it was his birthday today.

He used to be alone, and because he was always changing jobs and didn't have many friends, he rarely celebrated his birthday.

But now, he scanned everyone present, except Meng Yuansheng and them, there were other employees of the company.

The system showed up unwillingly: [Host, there's me and me!]

Gu Xingshi smiled subconsciously: [Yes, there's you too.]

Sheng Yueqing came over pushing a cake and singing a birthday song.

Everyone gathered around him, made wishes, and blew candles.

That night, Gu Xingshi lived like a dream.

At the end, looking at the drunk people on the ground, Gu Xingshi couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He was too happy today and got drunk accidentally.

The only sober people present, besides Meng Yuansheng, were one or two assistants who couldn't drink. Even Yu Youxia and a few others in the back got drunk for no reason and now lay neatly on the sofa.

Meng Yuansheng rubbed his forehead and planned to call a car to send them back.

Who knew that Cheng Xin was not honest even when he was drunk. He hugged Gu Xingshi's legs tightly and didn't let go, muttering that he was the first person to cling to thighs.

Qin Wen and Sheng Yueqing followed suit and grabbed the corners of Gu Xingshi's clothes and didn't let go.

Gu Xingshi felt like the hen in the game of eagle catching chicks, but seeing their trusting faces even when drunk, he could only sigh: "Forget it, I'll take them back."

So he led the three people out of the private room, but halfway through, he bumped into another group of people, led by Wen Yue.

Wen Yue saw Gu Xingshi at a glance.

But Gu Xingshi at this moment seemed different from usual.

He was wearing casual clothes, a loose white knitted sweater, and a simple pair of washed jeans, like a fresh and clean male college student.

His hair was a little messy and covered his forehead, his cheeks were a little red, and there seemed to be a layer of light in his eyes, and his expression was unusually gentle.

He seemed to notice Wen Yue and his group, and raised his eyes to look at them.

The corners of his eyes lightly swept, and his slightly red eyes were lazy and careless, like the top-grade padparadscha sapphire, but with a warmth and softness that gems don't have.

Wen Yue's heart seemed to be gently tickled by something, and he subconsciously pressed his cufflinks. The cool temperature called back his reason, but the strangeness in his heart seemed to be clearer.

Gu Xingshi recognized him: "Mr. Wen..."

His voice was also softer than before.

Wen Yue restrainedly put his clenched fists behind his body and nodded in a low voice: "Mr. Gu."

After saying that, he brushed past him.

A faint aroma of fermented berries and sweet cream rushed into his nostrils.

Only then did he notice that there were three drunken men following behind Gu Xingshi.

Cheng Xin was still muttering "Happy birthday, Mr. Gu" or something like that.

Wen Yue was startled and suddenly remembered something.

Gu Xingshi's information did say that today was his birthday.

Seeing that Gu Xingshi was about to walk away, he suddenly said, "Mr. Gu."

Gu Xingshi turned around with some confusion.

Wen Yue paused: "Happy birthday."

Gu Xingshi was also a little tipsy at this moment, and completely forgot that he had to avoid Wen Yue. Although he didn't hear clearly what he said, he still smiled subconsciously: "Thank you."

The long-lost smile fell into his eyes.

Wen Yue's heart was like water flowing through, and his irritable mood due to endless social activities recently seemed to be smoothed out in an instant.

But the next second, he quickly looked away as if he was burned and walked away quickly.

The two of them just exchanged briefly like this.

Outsiders couldn't see anything, but as the assistant who knew Wen Yue best, Tang Ling keenly discovered that the boss's mood seemed to have improved a lot.

He was thoughtful.

There is some truth in what Sun Hongfei said. Hopefully, their matchmaking will be useful and the cold war between President Wen and President Gu will pass quickly.

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Gu Xingshi woke up the next morning, still a little groggy.

He vaguely remembered that after the birthday party yesterday, he had worked hard to bring Cheng Xin and the other two back, and then in the middle...

Wen Yue!!

He suddenly sat up straight.

He remembered.

When he was leaving with the three of them, he ran into Wen Yue in the corridor and simply said hello.

However, Wen Yue's complexion didn't seem too good, and he walked in a hurry when he left, not even wanting to look at him.

Although, he vaguely remembered that Wen Yue said something in the middle, that wasn't important.

What was important was that Wen Yue had made it clear that he wanted to draw a line between them.

Sure enough, that rumor must have troubled him.

Gu Xingshi frowned and sighed in his heart.

Although it was a pleasure to cooperate with Sun Hongfei and others, since President Wen has shown this attitude, the new project must be released to them as soon as possible.

The creative team's plan has to be accelerated.

Therefore, Gu Xingshi has become busier recently. On the one hand, he is looking for good directors and behind-the-scenes teams, and on the other hand, he is actively socializing and making plans for future investments.

In comparison, the screenwriters in the company have been much happier recently.

Gu Xingshi did not restrict their creation, and did not even require them to be in the office, but they still came to punch in honestly every day.

They originally thought that they would not adapt to this kind of life, but after they really came to the company, they found that this was not the case.

Probably because of the birthday party for Mr. Gu that day, everyone quickly got familiar with them.

There are not many people in the company, but everyone is very friendly. Every time they have afternoon tea, the administrator will specially save it for them, and remember each of their tastes.

This kind of subtle and silent friendliness makes a group of socially anxious people feel a sense of security they have never felt before.

And the one who has the best relationship with them is Cheng Xin.

As for the reason, it can be traced back to a day when everyone was brainstorming in the conference room.

Because their life has been too comfortable recently, they have completely forgotten the bad things in the past and are completely immersed in the joy of creation.

Until Yu Youxia suddenly received a call from Fang Xiao, the screenwriter of the previous studio.

Although Fang Xiao rejected Yu Youxia's request for a signature that day, he didn't think that Yu Youxia would really leave the studio because of this.

Just as he had threatened before, no company would want a screenwriter like Yu Youxia who was not from a professional background and had no outstanding achievements. Even if there was, her salary would probably be similar to his, and they would just treat her as a coding laborer.

But he didn't expect that Yu Youxia actually left!

She even deleted his WeChat!! She also blocked his phone number.

Fang Xiao was furious.

She didn't even think about it! Who let her into the studio and gave her the opportunity to write scripts! She

actually ran away in anger just because of a signature!

If all young screenwriters are like her, will there be any rules in this circle!

At first, he planned to leave Yu Youxia alone and let her know the dangers of the outside world, but after waiting for almost a week, Yu Youxia still didn't add him, nor did she remove his phone number from the blacklist.

Fang Xiao became even angrier and decided that even if Yu Youxia came back, he would never give her another chance.

Until his studio received another script creation, Fang Xiao once again habitually distributed the script to his subordinates to create.

However, what he created was totally bad.

He wanted to write it himself, but after writing for two nights, he still came up with nothing. But

he couldn't bear to give up. After all,

the reward was quite generous.

He thought of Yu Youxia again.

Compared with those idiots in the studio, Yu Youxia was cheap and easy to use.

So, he condescended to call Yu Youxia with a new number.

Yu Youxia was startled by the vibration of her phone. When she saw the strange number on it, her first reaction was takeout.

She complained in a low voice with some frustration: "Didn't I tell you not to make calls, just put it on the front desk..."

But she still pressed the answer button, "Hello..."

However, before she finished speaking, an angry and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yu Youxia, you are really great! You actually blocked me!"

Yu Youxia: "!!!"

She instantly recognized that it was Fang Xiao's voice.

Even after she had left the studio, she still had nightmares about the voice.

She was so scared that she trembled all over, and her hands were faster than her brain, so she directly hung up.

Seeing her expression, the other screenwriters around her hurriedly asked with concern: "Xia Xia, what happened?"

Before Yu Youxia could speak, her phone vibrated again.

She was scared again and subconsciously threw the phone away.

The phone was thrown on the table.

The vibration suddenly increased, startling the screenwriters who were still discussing.

"What...what happened?"

Yu Youxia wanted to cry.

She didn't expect that after she left Fang Xiao's studio and blocked all his contact information, he could still find her.

She told her friends about Fang Xiao, and then looked at them for help: "What...what should we do?"

A group of socially anxious people looked at each other.

"Turn off the phone first..."

"He can't get through the phone, he won't find here..."

"Or, change the phone number..."

"Changing the number is troublesome, let's just block it..."

Everyone looked at the vibrating mobile phone in the middle of the table in distress, as if looking at a time bomb about to explode.

Cheng Xin came over at this time.

He looked at the group of screenwriters who had become quails again, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

When Yu Youxia saw him, she felt like she had seen a savior, and quickly told him what had happened.

"What! There are still such shameless people in this world!" Cheng Xin slammed the table, "Leave it to me!"

He picked up the phone with one hand and tapped it to connect.

Fang Xiao didn't expect Yu Youxia to dare to hang up on him. He was so angry that he frantically called her number. After finally getting through, he was about to scold her, but he heard a man's voice coming from the other side.

"Are you Fang Xiao?"

Fang Xiao frowned: "Who are you? Ask Yu Youxia to come over and answer the phone!"

Cheng Xin sneered: "Your aunt is busy and has no time to deal with you now. Your father will come to meet you first!"

Fang Xiao: "......?!"

Cheng Xin output madly: "Look at you, if you can't write, don't occupy the toilet without doing anything. You tricked people in and gave them such a small amount of money, which is not even enough to buy you a wreath! And the signature! You promised but didn't give it to them. I won't say that you are untrustworthy. Anyway, with your level of education, I guess you don't even know the meaning of this idiom..."

"You...you..." Fang Xiao was so angry that his chest heaved wildly. No one had ever scolded him like this in person. His mind went blank in an instant and he couldn't utter a word.

Cheng Xin, however, had no intention of letting him go, and continued, "You're still writing scripts, but you can't even curse people. No wonder you have to find someone else to write them. Otherwise, with your cultural level of not even graduating from elementary school, how can you survive in this circle! Xia Xia is your savior! But you are so disrespectful to her, and you keep yelling at her every day."

"It's like the shameless mother opened the door for the shameless man, and slapped him twice. Is your face swollen? Of course it is! You are so shameless now!"

Cheng Xin cursed to his heart's content, and in the end Fang Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and hung up the phone.

Cheng Xin put down his phone complacently, "Little guy, you want to compete with your master Cheng with your level!"

Yu Youxia and others looked at him in amazement.

Cheng Xin waved his hand: "Keep a low profile, don't worship me too much."

On the other side, Fang Xiao was so angry that he almost threw his phone.

Where the hell did this person come from! His mouth is so dirty!!!

But no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to call Yu Youxia again, lest he be scolded again.

Is Yu Youxia the only one in the world who can write? !

Fang Xiao picked up the phone again and searched through WeChat and the address book.

Finally, his eyes fell on a phone number with the note [Timid and afraid to quarrel, good at writing].

He vaguely remembered that this was a thin and weak boy who kept his head down every day. At that time, he was a scriptwriter for another scriptwriting studio. Later, it was said that he was almost slept with and was blackmailed.

This kind of person is the easiest to handle. Just trick him and then he will be manipulated as you wish.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to make a phone call.

In the Leshi conference room, Wen Boling was watching Cheng Xin's antics happily, but his cell phone rang. He looked at the phone and his face suddenly changed.

"Brother Xin, save me!"

Cheng Xin took the phone and saw the familiar number on it. He sighed, "What do you mean you don't take the road to heaven and you break into hell..."

He answered the phone, "Hey, it's me again, are you surprised or happy?"

Fang Xiao: "!!!"

Because he was too shocked, he didn't hang up the phone in time and was scolded by Cheng Xin again.

Fang Xiao was so angry that his face turned red, but a trace of doubt emerged in his heart.

What on earth is this guy doing? Why is he everywhere? !

Fang Xiao didn’t believe it, so he searched again and found another screenwriter with the note [Easy to bully]. After calling WeChat, he was attacked by Cheng Xin as expected.

Fang Xiao: “!!!!”

Did I run into a ghost today? !

At this time, in the Le Shi conference room, all the screenwriters looked at Cheng Xin with reverence.

At this moment, Cheng Xin was glowing all over!

He was the god in their hearts! !

When Gu Xingshi returned to the company, he saw this group of screenwriters surrounding Cheng Xin, chattering about something.

He almost thought he was dazzled. After rubbing his eyes to confirm that he was right, he asked the system in a daze: [System, what happened during the time I was away? 】

System: [How should I put it... I think you can put an insurance on Cheng Xin's mouth. 】

Gu Xingshi: [???]

After learning what happened from the system, Gu Xingshi was really angry and amused.

But this Fang Xiao, I have been too busy recently to bother him, but he took the initiative to come to my house and seek death.

Thinking of this, Gu Xingshi called the crew of the drama that Fang Xiao had recently collaborated with.

Gu Xingshi: "Producer Meng, I heard that the script of your project was given to Fang Xiao Studio?"

As an insider, Producer Meng knew Gu Xingshi's destructive power and immediately became nervous: "This... is just a test script. We're not sure whether we want to cooperate or not. Why did you suddenly mention this?"

"That's good." Gu Xingshi said meaningfully, "I just want to remind you that since you have dealt with each other before, it's better not to cooperate with this kind of person."

Producer Meng: "!!!"

But Gu Xingshi had already hung up the phone.

The executive producer beside him also heard what Gu Xingshi said, and his face suddenly turned pale: "Brother Meng, what...what does President Gu mean?"

Producer Meng said seriously: "What else can it mean? There must be something wrong with Fang Xiao! Fortunately, President Gu reminded me in time. By the way, the contract has not been signed yet, so cancel the cooperation quickly!"

So, before Fang Xiao recovered from his anger, he received a call from the executive producer of the crew, saying that the cooperation was cancelled.

He was puzzled: "Brother, why did you cancel the cooperation suddenly? We have cooperated so many times before, weren't they all very happy?"

The other party said coldly: "Why cancel, you know it very well, don't come to harm our crew!"

Fang Xiao: "......?"

However, the other party hung up the phone quickly, and when he called again, he was already blocked and busy.

And it was not just this crew. In the next half month, almost all the projects he had taken on cancelled their cooperation with him for various reasons. Some of them were so angry that they even cursed him.

Fang Xiao felt wronged and depressed.

What did he do wrong?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the phone call he made to the group of young screenwriters some time ago.

At that time, the male voice who cursed him said, "For all the shit you have done, it's not that you won't get retribution soon. Just wait."

Fang Xiao's face turned pale.

Oh my god!

This is really a ghost!!!