Chapter 28: Profiteer
The room suddenly became quiet.
The wind came in through the screen window, rustling the papers on the table.
Cen Wan lowered her eyes, hiding the loneliness in them. After a long while, she said softly, "I quite like my current job. Many of my classmates don't paint anymore."
Shen Yixiao narrowed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and looked at her steadily, as if thinking about the truthfulness of her words.
Cen Wan moved the fingers hanging by her side. She felt a little uncomfortable with his direct gaze and always wanted to say something to break the silence.
She moved her lips: "I'm telling the truth."
Shen Yixiao looked at her for a while, his eyebrows slightly raised: "Is it true or false? Does it have anything to do with me?"
Cen Wan choked. Yes, why should she be in such a hurry to explain?
They no longer have a relationship.
Cen Wan put away her emotions, glanced at the time, and said in a businesslike manner: "Mr. Shen, do you have any other questions? I still have work to do."
This seemed like they were trying to get rid of him, but Shen Yixiao sat calmly on the chair, showing no intention of leaving.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at her, his tone light: "You do yours, I watch mine."
What can she do when he is here?
At this time, Xiao Lin's voice came from outside the door, as if he was stopped by Chen Yu. Cen Wan raised her eyes and looked at Shen Yixiao: "Boss Shen, my colleague hasn't come in yet."
Shen Yixiao didn't care: "Did I stop her?"
Cen Wan: "..."
But Chen Yu stopped him.
Shen Yixiao snorted coldly, calling him "Boss Shen" all the time, which sounded quite smooth.
"Starting today, report to me once a week on the project progress and your work content."
"Xingchen is not doing charity. You have to be worth the price."
Cen Wan pursed her lips and said, "Do I need to report to you in the form of a PPT or..."
Shen Yixiao glanced at her: "Do you think I have so much time?"
"That……"
Shen Yixiao took out his phone, clicked on the WeChat QR code and threw it on the table: "Send the summary to my phone every Friday."
Cen Wan was stunned for a moment, then opened WeChat and scanned and added him.
Shen Yixiao stood up casually, took his phone and took a look at it, then turned and left.
When I opened the door and went out, I heard Xiaolin asked with a worried look on his face: "Is Mr. Chen going to do anything to Sister Wan?"
Xiao Lin spun around with her fists clenched. Sister Wan said that she had hurt Mr. Shen before, and they all worked under him. Now he was the butcher and they were the meat.
It's not impossible to chop them into pieces under the pretext of work.
It had been so long since she had gone in, she was a little worried, but she didn't expect the door to open as soon as she asked this question.
Facing Shen Yixiao's handsome and cold face, Xiao Lin shuddered: "Shen... Mr. Shen..."
Shen Yixiao glanced at Chen Yu, who was standing upright at the door. "Are you acting as a door god here?"
Here to protect your love.
But Chen Yu didn't dare to say this. He smiled and said, "It's my duty to be on call at any time."
Shen Yixiao glanced at him lightly, then strode away.
Chen Yu hurriedly followed.
Watching the two walk away, Xiao Lin patted his chest and then pushed the door open and went in: "Sister Wan, are you okay?"
Cen Wan was helpless: "What can I do?"
"I was so scared just now," Xiao Lin took a sip of water to calm down, "Mr. Shen's aura is too strong. I get scared every time I see him."
"You guys were in the house for so long, I was worried he would beat you up."
She originally wanted to leave space for Wu Anhao and Cen Wan, but when she was about to come back to work after lunch break, she saw Chen Yu guarding the door, and she was stopped when she wanted to enter.
Cen Wan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Boss Shen just wanted to ask about our work progress."
Xiao Lin was suspicious: "Then why did you close the door and not let anyone in? He didn't bully you, did he?"
In Xiaolin's mind, the two of them had a feud before, and seeing Shen Yixiao's previous attitude, she couldn't help but worry.
Cen Wan was stunned by her question.
"Maybe...big bosses tend to value privacy?"
"Boss Shen said that he will check our work results every week from now on, so let's get to work."
"Ah--" Xiaolin's wailing echoed in the room, "Evil capitalists!"
Cen Wan laughed, and suddenly a notification sound came from her phone. She looked down and saw that it was Shen Yixiao who accepted her friend request.
She looked at the familiar portrait, her fingertips paused slightly, and a strange emotion enveloped her.
Hasn't he even changed his profile picture in all these years?
…
After Shen Yixiao returned to the office, he sat at the table and stared at his phone.
Cen Wan had changed her mobile phone number and WeChat a long time ago. He clicked into her Moments, and there were no restrictions on her Moments, so he could see all the updates.
The first one was a group photo of her and her classmates from her university graduation. Among dozens of people, Shen Yixiao spotted her immediately. She was wearing a bachelor's gown, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and she was smiling faintly.
He continued to flip through the pages. She was wearing a military green windbreaker, carrying a backpack, her hair was messy, her face was covered in blood, and she was picking up a pile of blue stones with her head down.
Shen Yixiao frowned unconsciously. Who took the photo of her?
Further down, there is a photo of fireworks, with sparks flying from burning fairy wands, as if they were dotted with bright stars.
The latest one was a photo of a meal from two months ago. Shen Yixiao double-clicked the screen to enlarge the picture, and saw another set of bowls and chopsticks in the upper left corner.
Two people?
He pursed his lips slightly.
In more than two years, Cen Wan only posted four messages on WeChat Moments.
Shen Yixiao looked at her photo, his eyes filled with turbulent emotions, dark and unclear.
"President, the meeting will start in five minutes."
Chen Yu knocked on the door and came in to remind him, and Shen Yixiao put away his phone.
"knew."
Xingchen's scale is constantly expanding, and the biggest earners are still the artists under its contract. Film and television production is also constantly developing. At the meeting, the person in charge of this section proposed a project.
"Our preliminary rating for this drama is S+. The original novel is also a popular IP. The original author has already collaborated with us on a drama, and she will be one of the screenwriters this time. However, the male lead has not been decided yet. If possible, we still hope that Mr. Qin can consider it."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Qin Yanxiu, who was sitting next to Shen Yixiao and slacking off.
Qin Yanxiu was uninterested: "Not interested."
The person in charge advised earnestly: "The other young actors in the company can't hold up. In terms of appearance and acting skills, no one can surpass you. If you go to negotiate with artists from other companies, it will be a waste of money."
"And the subject matter this time is revenge and political intrigue, not an idol drama. You should read the original novel. It's logically rigorous and interconnected. You'll definitely be interested!"
Qin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it really as good as you say?"
The person in charge nodded frantically.
Qin Yanxiu curled his lips, and the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye made him look charming and seductive.
"Oh, still not interested."
"This..." The person in charge looked at Shen Yixiao, who lowered his eyes and looked at the plan in front of him with a calm expression, and his attitude could not be seen.
Qin Yanxiu nudged him with his elbow: "Can't this company survive without me? You should work harder."
Shen Yixiao's gaze lingered on the original author's name for two seconds, and he opened his lips slightly: "Then you can play the role."
"Hmm?" Qin Yanxiu sat up straight with a start. "What?"
Shen Yixiao closed the information and made the final decision: "This project depends on Young Master Qin."
The person in charge was overjoyed: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"
I was afraid that Qin Yanxiu would regret it if I was a second late.
Although he clearly didn't agree.
After leaving the meeting room, Qin Yanxiu looked at Shen Yixiao in shock and asked, "What do you mean? I haven't agreed yet!"
Chen Yu pushed open the office door, and the two walked in one after the other. Qin Yanxiu closed the door with his backhand, and Chen Yu almost bumped into it.
Shen Yixiao sat down at the table, his posture relaxed. "I took a look. It's a new theme, and I think it's good. Aren't you just in need of a transformational work to prove that you're not just a vase?"
Qin Yanxiu: "I am a real talent!"
Shen Yixiao: "Go read the original novel. If you're really not interested, we can talk about it later."
Qin Yanxiu: "Have you seen it?"
Shen Yixiao looked at him like a fool and said, "Why would I look at that thing if I have nothing to do?"
"So what do you say?"
Chen Yixiao shrugged. "Aren't you just in need of an award-winning drama? We've picked the best directors, producers, cameramen, and crew. It's just the perfect time for you to fulfill your dream before you retire, and you can also mentor the newcomers in the company."
Qin Yanxiu leaned against his desk, unable to find any words to refute.
"You...you are such a profiteer! Why didn't I realize before that you were cut out for business? You're so treacherous and cunning, and you don't even recognize your relatives!"
Shen Yixiao raised his eyelids and glared at him: "You can also refuse."
Qin Yanxiu turned his face away: "Let me think about it first!"
After a few seconds, he turned around again and asked, "Let's go for a couple of drinks tonight?"
"I'm busy," Shen Yixiao said slowly, "I have to go back to the old house tonight."
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