Shen Huai and Guo Wenyuan entered the nursing home and saw Yi Mian basking in the sun in the yard.

Yi Mian seemed to have become a little older than the last time they met. Guo Wenyuan's eyes dimmed when he saw his old friend.

Yi Mian turned his head and happened to see the two of them. He looked a little more energetic and said to Shen Huai with a smile: "There was a magpie calling at the door of my ward this morning, and I knew that a distinguished guest was coming. It turned out to be you!"

Guo Wenyuan whispered: "Liar! You can't even tell the difference between sparrows, how can you tell which one is a magpie..."

Shen Huai: "..."

Yi Mian didn't hear what Guo Wenyuan said, but Guo Wenyuan's outfit was so conspicuous that it was hard not to notice him.

Yi Mian turned his doubtful eyes to Guo Wenyuan: "Who is this?"

Guo Wenyuan said calmly: "I am the singer that Mr. Shen just signed, I sing rock!" He said, and made a rock gesture, "rock!!"

Yi Mian: "..."

Shen Huai: "..."

Shen Huai finally understood why Guo Wenyuan pretended to be like this, probably because he heard about the last time he and Ye Cang came to see Yi Mian.

But it must be said that this is really the worst time for a rock singer to be blackened.

Yi Mian really regarded Guo Wenyuan as an artist signed by Shen Huai, so he didn't take it to heart, and let Shen Huai push him to the ward, and the two chatted about some interesting things.

Guo Wenyuan was a little slow. He suddenly remembered that when he was sick and hospitalized, Yi Mian came to see him and talked about a kid he met in the United States. Now it seems that it should be Shen Huai. This is also a kind of fate.

After entering the ward, Yi Mian insisted on making tea for the two of them.

Shen Huai took the initiative to pour water and boil it. Yi Mian boiled the cup carefully, and then handed the tea to the two. Shen Huai took a sip and just wanted to say something, he found that Yi Mian was stunned looking at Guo Wenyuan.

In the past, Du Yuping often went to Yi Mian's office to ask for tea. He had a habit of turning the cup around when he took it, so when he just took the tea from Yi Mian, he subconsciously turned the cup around.

Guo Wenyuan reacted in time and let go of his hand as if nothing had happened: "The tea is a little hot."

Yi Mian didn't think too much about it, but just sighed: "You looked like an old friend of mine just now..."

Guo Wenyuan couldn't help but said: "A very important friend, right?"

Yi Mian sneered: "An old guy I have known for more than 20 years."

Guo Wenyuan: "..."

Yi Mian didn't notice Guo Wenyuan's gritting his teeth. He seemed to have thought of something and showed a nostalgic expression: "This old guy has a bad temper, a sharp mouth, and is unreasonable. We always have a quarrel every time we meet, but he is gone, and I can't find anyone to quarrel with when I want to. I miss him so much..." Guo Wenyuan's

heart ached, and he could no longer say what he wanted to say.

Shen Huai saw this and quickly changed the subject: "When I just came in, I heard the nurse say that you haven't been taking your medicine properly these days?"

Yi Mian immediately said: "I didn't!"

Guo Wenyuan: "Liar!"

Yi Mian said angrily: "Why do you say I'm lying?"

Guo Wenyuan snorted coldly: "Grabbing the corner of your clothes with your fingers and looking to the upper right, you are simply lying!"

Yi Mian froze, retracted his hand and touched his nose awkwardly, then looked at Guo Wenyuan suspiciously: "How do you know?" These little habits of lying of his are only known to those close to him.

Guo Wenyuan was calm: "It's the psychology of micro-expressions! It's very simple."

Yi Mian: "..."

Although Guo Wenyuan's reason was correct, Yi Mian always felt that it was a bit strange, so he squinted his eyes and looked at Guo Wenyuan's face. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt that this face was.

Guo Wenyuan then shut his mouth tightly, a little regretful that he was too frivolous.

Fortunately, Shen Huai helped him out in time: "You... go wait for me outside, I have something to say to Mr. Yi."

Guo Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up and walked out of the ward, not forgetting to considerately close the door for the two of them.

Yi Mian kept following his back, asking suspiciously, "This man looks weird, is he really the artist you signed?"

Shen Huai coughed and said vaguely, "Almost... almost."

Yi Mian remembered something again, "By the way, I heard before that an artist under your command became the heroine of "Red Actors"? "

Shen Huai nodded, "Her name is Chu Meibo, and she is a very good actress."

"For you to say that, she must be very good." Yi Mian said with a smile, "Old Xie is so stubborn. He said before that the most outstanding and difficult role in "Red Actors" is Cheng Yanxin. If he can't find a suitable actor, he would rather not start filming. Now, he has got what he wanted, and he has to be very grateful to you!"

Shen Huai also laughed, "Director Xie would be very angry if he knew that you commented on him like this behind his back."

"I'm afraid he'll be angry!" Yi Mian blew his beard and glared, "This old guy still owes me two movies! I guess I can't get it back, so I'll leave it to you from now on. Don't let him get away with it!"

Hearing Yi Mian say this, the smile on Shen Huai's face gradually faded, and his expression was a little solemn: "I heard that Guanrui has been suppressing Yixing, right?"

Yi Mian's expression also became gloomy, and he sighed lightly: "Guanrui has taken a fancy to our Yixing copyright library and has always wanted to acquire Yixing. Whether it was poaching Fu Cheng before or playing tricks on the theaters, it was forcing me to sell the company..."

Shen Huai frowned: "I...is there anything I can do for you?"

"No need." Yi Mian smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of understanding, "I know you have helped me a lot in secret, but now Yi Xing has reached the time when he has to make a choice..."

Shen Huai was silent.

In fact, they all understood that Yi Xing had a big problem and could not hold on for a long time. It was only because Yi Mian was reluctant to let him go that he was able to survive until now.

Yi Mian looked at Shen Huai with a very gentle expression: "Don't be too sad for me. In fact, I should have made this decision a long time ago. Yi Xing is just like me. He is old and can no longer keep up with the times. Instead of letting him become a bad movie production machine in the end, it is better to retain this dignity, so that those who have watched his movies will have a good impression in their hearts."

He patted Shen Huai on the shoulder, "You have been secretly taking care of Yi Xing for me in the past few years. I am really grateful to you."

"Mr. Yi..."

Yi Mian stopped him from speaking: "I have nothing to repay you with. I will leave Yixing's copyright library to you. You must cherish it!"

Shen Huai looked at him in shock.

As an old film company that became famous in the last century, Yixing has made many popular movies at home and abroad. Although these movies are a bit old, they are classics after all, and many people still want to watch them. Yixing makes a lot of money every year by collecting copyright fees from various film and television websites, not to mention that if you want to remake or borrow elements, you have to pay copyright fees to Yixing Company.

It can be said that the entire Yixing copyright library is worth at least tens of billions, which is also the most valuable thing in the entire Yixing movie.

Guanrui spent so much effort just for Yixing's copyright library.

But now, Yi Mian is going to give this copyright library to Shen Huai!

Shen Huai hurriedly said, "Mr. Yi, this is not appropriate..."

"Don't talk about whether it is appropriate or not!" Yi Mian said with a look of unquestionable determination, "If I don't give it to you, will it be given to Guan Rui's group of villains?" Yi

Mian looked at Shen Huai and said seriously, "Don't think that I was impulsive. In fact, I have considered it for a long time. In recent years, we have seen excellent foreign films with big productions and high box office, which almost dazzled people. In recent years, these film companies, regardless of whether they have the ability or not, have all been engaged in big productions, but have lost the really important things."

"I am unwilling to hand over these movies that I regard as treasures to them. Only in your hands can they have the best destination."

Shen Huai did not expect that Yi Mian's evaluation of him was like this. For a moment, he felt mixed emotions.

Yi Mian saw his expression and laughed, "Okay! It's settled. Find a lawyer to sign the contract in a few days."

Shen Huai stopped refusing. He knew that Yi Mian was wealthy and didn't care about the money. What really mattered to him were the movies he had made with his heart.

Shen Huai looked at Yi Mian and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Mr. Yi. I will definitely live up to your trust."

"Don't be so serious!" Yi Mian was relaxed. "My daughter was so happy when she heard that I finally decided to close the company. She even said that she would go back to China to pick me up. I'm old now and it's time for me to enjoy family happiness."

Shen Huai pursed his lips, knowing that he said these words on purpose to make himself feel at ease.

Yi Mian was afraid that he would think too much, so he simply instructed him to walk outside. Then he saw Guo Wenyuan chatting with some elderly people in the pavilion: "Isn't that your artist?" Guo

Wenyuan was dressed in a non-mainstream Shamatte outfit, mixed in with a group of elderly people in hospital gowns. He looked weird no matter how he looked at him, but surprisingly harmonious.

Yi Mian touched his chin: "I still don't believe it, is this really the artist you signed?"

Shen Huai thought he saw through Guo Wenyuan's identity, and his heart tightened, and he quickly explained: "Actually..."

Yi Mian's expression was serious: "I absolutely don't believe that your vision is so bad!"

He glanced at Guo Wenyuan again, his expression was a little disgusted, "Do you really think I haven't heard of rock? This is it, singing an old disco is better!"

Shen Huai: "..."