Chapter 14 Shareholders

On the weekend, Yu Wen rode his donkey to the company without any notice, preparing to clean up the appearance of Starlight Media.

In short, he was cleaning up.

He was really free. Because Chu Han refused to give in, Xie Jiamao temporarily put the live broadcast of Zhunong on hold, waiting for the main guest's wishes; the variety show they had discussed last time was a popular variety show with extremely high national popularity, and Yu Wen was only a guest in one of the episodes. Even so, Xie Jiamao used his connections in the circle to force him to come. Yu Wen, a new actor without a debut work, was able to squeeze in purely by God's blessing.

The boss was running around everywhere, collecting resources for him. Yu Wen felt guilty and couldn't just sit at home and do nothing. The company's headquarters was still under renovation, so he took the key and came over to clean. As

soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar tall figure sitting on a folding ladder, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing a thin arm, painting the wall.

Hearing the noise, Xie Heyu turned around and looked at him with surprise.

Yu Wen stood at the door in silence for a minute, closed the door, took a deep breath, and bravely sent a message to the boss to accuse him: [Boss, you are too much. ]

After sending it, he muted it and pretended that he had never done such a rebellious thing.

Xie Jiamao, who was far away in the "Feng Hua" crew, sneezed, and the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and took a look, a little puzzled, "What..."

Gao Kaiyu stared at the monitor to watch the playback, concentrating, Xie Jiamao muttered beside him, he subconsciously frowned, a little unhappy to be disturbed, "What's wrong?"

Xie Jiamao said aggrievedly: "Xiao Yu scolded me."

"You deserve it." Gao Kaiyu gloated, "That little guy is good at scolding people, you can expect three highs."

"It shouldn't be, Xiao Yu has always been very friendly to me... Is it because the company's hygiene environment is too poor and he is tired?"

Thinking of this, Xie Jiamao quickly bombarded Xie Heyu with messages, asking him to take good care of the company's golden eggs and not to tire them out.

Completely forgetting, he didn't even say hello to the two people he was going to meet.

Xie Heyu was surprised to see Yu Wen in the company at this time.

"Why are you here?" Xie Heyu came down from the folding ladder, and seeing that he had a light sweat on his forehead, he brought him a bottle of mineral water and unscrewed the bottle cap.

Yu Wen took a sip of the water, moistened his lips, and looked around the reception room under renovation with his black eyes, like a hamster poking its head out.

"The boss said the company is being renovated. I haven't been notified recently, so I came here to help."

This building has twenty-one floors and is located in a bustling area. Starlight Media only occupies five of them. For an unknown new company, it is already very impressive.

Yu Wen had thought before that the boss had been able to do whatever he wanted for so many years, so he must have a wealthy family, so he didn't need him to work hard, and he could still rely on him when he was dealing with all kinds of things. It was reasonable for him to have five floors of assets.

But since you already have five floors, can't you find a decorator?

The moment he pushed open the door and saw Xie Heyu, he felt that the boss's surname should not be Xie, but Zhou, and his name should be Zhou Baopi.

Whose good man treats his nephew like a robot?

Yu Wen bit the mouth of the mineral water bottle and looked up at him with sympathy, "Today is the weekend, why don't you rest at school?"

Xie Heyu tilted his head, feeling that he had misunderstood something, but couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Come to decorate."

Yu Wen: ...

Of course I know you are decorating, anyone can see that you are decorating.

"Hahaha, Teacher Xie knows all these things. You really have a wide range of interests." Yu Wen thought for a moment and asked solemnly, "Are you responsible for decorating the five-story building?"

"...No." Xie Heyu pulled out a few design drawings from the messy desk and said, "Most of the hard decoration is finished, only the paint is left. The decorator can't mix the color I want. I tried for a long time and determined the proportions. I plan to paint a reception room as a model today."

He then looked at the sanitary tools that could not be hidden by the zipper of Yu Wen's backpack. He was silent for two seconds and asked, "Are you coming to... sweep the floor?"

Yu Wen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the boss finally didn't squeeze his relatives to this extent. He took out a folding broom from his backpack and said seriously, "The boss said the company is very dirty. I was afraid that there would be no broom, so I brought my own."

"...A cleaner is needed, you don't have to do the chores," Xie Heyu hesitated, "Xie Jiamao... forget it."

Yu Wen guessed that the sentence he just held back was a rebuke to the unreliable elders.

He was really well-mannered, he could still hold it back.

"Oh." Yu Wen stuffed the broom back into his backpack with regret. In fact, he also brought a portable mop, rag, cleaning agent, fragrance... ready to show his skills. He felt a little disappointed when he couldn't use them.

"Can you design interiors?" Xie Heyu asked without thinking.

Yu Wen shook his head honestly, glanced at the complicated drawings in his hand, and said, "I can read drawings."

After all, he is a direct doctoral student in engineering.

Xie Heyu held the drawings, pursed his lips and thought for a moment.

"The feeling of painting is similar to sweeping the floor."

Yu Wen was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant.

"Although there is no floor for me to sweep, there are walls for me to paint?" Yu Wen had mixed feelings, "Do I look like I want to sweep the floor?"

Xie Heyu stared at him silently, her calm eyes revealing tolerance and determination.

-Unlike

her appearance, Xie Heyu is undoubtedly meticulous and gentle. Although she is sometimes so serious that it makes people laugh, Yu Wen thinks this kind of "clumsiness" is very cute.

He accepted Xie Heyu's kindness and happily went to get the tools to paint the wall.

Xie Heyu came early and had already adjusted the proportions. The finished color is between gray and silver gray, with a slight metallic feel, but not obvious.

Yu Wen folded a small paper hat for himself, holding a small brush in one hand and a small bucket in the other, and asked lively: "Which side should I paint?!"

"Only paint this side, to make the color change prominent. This wall will hang the company logo, and the rest are all white." Xie Heyu showed him the design drawing.

Yu Wen hung the small bucket on his elbow, flipped through two pages, and realized that these design drawings were not from the same person.

"The design drawings were made by two people?" he asked curiously.

"Yes." Xie Heyu walked closer, flipped through two pages, and turned out a 3D rendering. "This was given by Xie Jiamao. At my insistence, he gave up the goose yellow color scheme, but still asked to keep some of the ingenuity in the picture." Yu Wen

looked at the bright large French windows in the picture, with the warm goose yellow wall, and the high saturation and rendering logo...

"Does the boss know that this is a reception room, not his bedroom?"

Xie Heyu: "I think he knows, but he didn't change it."

Yu Wen was amused by his cold and sharp complaints, and said with squinted eyes: "It's not ugly, but it's not grand enough as a company reception room. Has the boss been an interior designer before?"

Xie Heyu: "Yeah, a short experience."

Yu Wen: "Why? He didn't like it?"

Xie Heyu: "He never changed it, so he was fired."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence, Yu Wen burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha——"

-After

finishing the first coat of paint, Xie Heyu sat down to rest and saw Xie Jiamao's bombing half an hour ago.

There were too many words and he was too lazy to read them, so he replied briefly: [Yeah. 】

On the set of "Feng Hua", Xie Jiamao stared at the "hmm", looked at it horizontally and vertically, and finally saw the words between the words: perfunctory!

He sighed sadly, "Xiao Xie no longer has any feelings for me as his uncle. Now he only replies to messages with one word."

"Hasn't Xiao Xie been like this since he was a child?" Gao Kaiyu has been friends with him for decades. He has watched his nephew grow up with him and knows that it is not as serious as he said. Xiao Xie has always been like this. "Come and help me with the composition."

Xie Jiamao graduated from the top photography school in China. In addition, he has a painting foundation since he was a child. Although he has not made any achievements in various industries in recent years, his professional ability in all aspects is beyond doubt.

One of the additional conditions for Gao Kaiyu to sign a contract with Starlight Media was to let Xie Jiamao work for him until the filming of "Feng Hua" was completed.

"Do you still have any sympathy?!" Xie Jiamao scolded, "The weakening of uncle-nephew affection is a precursor to the severance of uncle-nephew relations! If Xiao Xie doesn't recognize me, you won't have a nephew either!"

Gao Kaiyu has been bullied by two people in his life, one is Yu Wen, and the other is this long-time friend beside him.

He licked his back teeth, feeling a little helpless and a little irritable, "Whose fault is it that Xiao Xie doesn't recognize you? It's your fault that you oppress Xiao Xie all day long and let him go to do the renovation on weekends."

Xie Jiamao cried out that he was wronged, "I didn't order him to go, he wanted to go! That's his building!"

Gao Kaiyu was quiet for two seconds.

"What did you say?"

"Didn't I tell you? The company headquarters is sponsored by the shareholders." Xie Jiamao scratched the end of his half-long hair, and muttered in confusion: "I should have said that..."

Gao Kaiyu made a "click" gesture.

"Let me smooth it." He pinched his eyebrows, realizing that he had misunderstood the identity of this "shareholder". He was unbelievable for a moment, and his wrinkled eyebrows were about to be twisted into a knot.

"Didn't you say that the shareholder with 50% is your family member..."

Xie Jiamao hesitated: "Xiao Xie... isn't he my family member?"

Gao Kaiyu had a blank expression, "I thought he was your brother."

Xie Jiamao: "Oh, then you misunderstood."

Gao Kaiyu: "..."

I really want to lift up this guy's head and see what's inside!

Gao Kaiyu had a headache.

There are many talented people in the Xie family.

Xie Jiamao has two older sisters and one older brother, who are shining in various industries. The most noteworthy one is Xie Jialin, Xie Heyu's father, the third child in the family, four years older than Xie Jiamao. In his

early years, he made his fortune by mining resources. Later, when coal resources were integrated, he switched to real estate. In the years when the economy was on the rise, he made a lot of money in the tourism industry. He made money in every industry. In recent years, he has retreated behind the scenes, playing cards with his sisters and playing chess with the eldest master in the park all day long, and he has lived a life without caring about the world.

But the wealth, connections, and reputation accumulated over the years still exist, and have long been immeasurable.

The Xie family has some fortune in this generation. They can get a lot of RMB just by walking the dog.

- Except Xie Jiamao. Who told him not to seek money?

The three capable blood relatives above have tolerated Xie Jiamao's fooling around until now.

"Xiao Xie, okay, but the problem is where does he get so much money? I remember he has no experience in investment."

"I didn't have it before, but now I have invested in our Starlight Media." Xie Jiamao raised his head, confident and proud. Xiao Yu said that Starlight Media is worth it! I am willing to work in Starlight Media until I die!

This indirectly reflects how promising their Starlight is.

Gao Kaiyu: ...

"Oh, don't worry, Xiao Xie is much richer than you and me, and the building is his. My brother said that our Xie family lacks a bit of artistic atmosphere. Fortunately, we have an art student like me, but we are still a bit poor, so when Xiao Xie graduated from high school, he encouraged him to become a star."

Xie Jiamao said mysteriously: "Do you know what the reward is? A building in the city center."

Gao Kaiyu: "It means our Starlight Media..."

Xie Jiamao: "More than that, the entire 21st floor is his."

Gao Kaiyu shut up. This is not a nephew, this is a boy who gives away money.

"My sister-in-law passed away early. My brother was busy in the early years and had no time to look after little Xie. The child was moving around at the homes of various aunts and uncles. He was dull and the adults always liked to tease him and instigate him to do some 'indecent' things. You know my sisters, they are imaginative but generous."

Xie Heyu is now 20 years old and can write 20 years of work experience on her resume. She has a house and a car and a lot of savings.

"When our Starlight Media becomes bigger and stronger, little Xie won't have to worry about the rest of his life." Xie Jiamao sighed.

Gao Kaiyu thought for a while.

"Does your brother still need a son?"

Xie Jiamao: "?"

"I am willing to be little Xie's younger brother, even if I don't have a name." Director Gao said solemnly.

Xie Jiamao couldn't believe it: "I treat you as a brother, and you treat me as an uncle?"

"Or do the sisters need boyfriends? I am willing to marry them, even as a concubine."

Xie Jiamao choked and screamed.

"You still want to be my brother-in-law?!"

After two minutes of silence, the middle-aged men started arguing again, their voices like a bell, deafening.

The crew was not surprised. They were busy with their own things and had no time to even look at the immature director and his immature friends.

Only a few extras who were taking a break saw this scene and were quite surprised.

I heard that they even formed a company. Zou Ming listened to the two people's incoherent conversation, raised his head and sipped his saliva, thinking that this company would end sooner or later.

I wonder which idiot would sign with their company.