A group of people were talking, laughing and singing, and time passed quickly...
When Zhou Yiyang got up and heard the birds singing and Dahuang calling outside the window, he remembered what happened last night.
They sang many songs together, just like a group of good friends in a karaoke bar. No one cared about whether you sang well or not, they just competed to see who had the loudest voice.
"My ears are still buzzing." Zhou Yiyang slapped his head. He still remembered that Wang Xingrui and Wen Yuan were competing in high notes at the end. They had completely forgotten the beauty of music and were only concerned with comparing whose note was higher.
But it was indeed a night worth remembering. In the end, none of them had the energy to fly away, so they simply stayed in town.
"Mr. Zhou, are you awake?" Guan Fei's voice came from outside the door.
"You're awake. Wait for me." Zhou Yiyang rubbed his hair, picked up a piece of clothes and put them on, then went to meet Guan Fei at the door.
"Is there something wrong?" Zhou Yiyang finally came to his senses when he saw the sunlight outside the house.
"The guests have all left, and the four of them have flown back to Shanghai according to their original itinerary."
If Zhou Yiyang hadn't been still sleeping, Guan Fei might have already left with the main group.
"I understand." Zhou Yiyang pinched his eyebrows and asked, "What about the material? Have you started editing it yet?"
"Well, it was sent last night. It should be almost edited now." Guan Fei finished reporting the situation and turned around to leave.
"Okay, let's go back to Shencheng!"
However, when they arrived at the airport, Zhou Yiyang flew to Beijing temporarily.
"You really don't want me to go with you?" Guan Fei guessed from Zhou Yiyang's phone call just now that he should be going to meet Ning Mang in Beijing.
"No need," Zhou Yiyang glanced at his watch. "When you return to Shencheng, keep an eye on Xuan'er. Even though she's going to the finals soon, you still have to remind her not to hurt her health."
Guan Fei listened to it and finally took a plane back to Shanghai alone.
By the time Zhou Yiyang arrived in the capital, it was already afternoon.
In July, the temperature is very high no matter which city you are in.
After Zhou Yiyang got off the plane, the first thing he wanted to do was to find a place with air conditioning.
At this time, a message came from his mobile phone. It was sent to him by Ning Mang.
"Old Zhou, are you there yet? I asked my driver to pick you up. The license plate number is **..."
Zhou Yiyang thought that the car that came to pick him up would be a luxury car, but he didn't expect it to be an ordinary Audi.
"Hello," the driver said, looking quite old, giving off an air of honesty and reliability. "The young master asked me to pick you up."
"Well, hello." After Zhou Yiyang got in the car, he lowered his head and sent a message to Ning Mang.
The destination was not Ning Mang's home, but a private club hidden in the downtown area, which gave a feeling of being hidden in the city.
The two waiters at the door were probably wearing Hanfu, and they looked pretty.
"Hello, Boss Zhou."
The two waiters had equally sweet voices, which made Zhou Yiyang feel so soft in his bones.
Although Zhou Yiyang knew that this must have been trained in advance, the effect was indeed very good, and few men could resist it.
"Hello," Zhou Yiyang looked them over. The two of them didn't shy away, letting him look at them openly. "How do you know who I am?"
The two covered their mouths, with smiles in the corners of their eyes: "Because Mr. Ning's guest today is only you, Boss Zhou."
oh?
Zhou Yiyang followed them inside, but his mind was constantly thinking about why Ning Mang invited him here today.
Did they only invite him? This place is so secluded, they couldn't possibly be trying to assassinate him, right?
After walking through the corridor, the two waiters stopped. In front of Zhou Yiyang was a screen that looked like a Chinese painting.
"Boss Zhou, please come in."
A strange female voice came from behind the screen.
Zhou Yiyang took off his shoes, pushed open the screen and walked in.
The room was warm and filled with a faint fragrance. At that moment, Zhou Yiyang felt sleepy and wanted to fall asleep immediately.
"Boss Zhou," a barefoot woman in a thin, pale dress approached. She was tall, perhaps 1.75 meters. Even in the entertainment industry, her looks were definitely among the best. "My name is Ni Junyan."
"Hello." Zhou Yiyang nodded at her, then looked around and didn't see Ning Mang.
What exactly does this person want to do?
Ni Junyan chuckled and said nothing. Instead, she sat on the ground and poured a cup of tea for Zhou Yiyang.
The faint fragrance of tea floated past Zhou Yiyang's nose.
"Are you alone?" Zhou Yiyang didn't drink his tea, obviously his mind was on Ning Mang.
Ni Junyan bit her lip and glanced at Zhou Yiyang with a reproachful look, her tone somewhat complaining, yet also with a hint of arrogance: "Boss Zhou, you have no interest in me at all?"
If it wasn't this place and this time, Zhou Yiyang couldn't guarantee that he had no interest at all.
But in this situation, Zhou Yiyang was more worried about whether he was being set up by a honey trap, so naturally he had no intention of doing anything romantic.
"I'm here to do some work." Zhou Yiyang looked straight at Ni Junyan, calm and composed, which actually made Ni Junyan shy.
"Alright," Ni Junyan avoided Zhou Yiyang's gaze. "Cousin, you can come out now!"
At this time, Ning Mang, who was sitting in the back watching the show, walked out. He naturally saw Zhou Yiyang's unhappy expression.
"I'm so sorry." Ning Mang had no choice but to explain himself: "I had a friend before who couldn't control his lower body, and I lost a big business deal with him. Since then, I have been more cautious when it comes to friends I can confide in."
To be honest, if it weren't for Ning Mang's identity and background, Zhou Yiyang would be really angry at this moment.
After all, Ning Mang's method of testing is really disrespectful.
Fortunately, he apologized in a timely manner and with a decent attitude, so Zhou Yiyang did not get angry.
"You can just ask me about this kind of thing. I always keep my business and personal affairs separate. By the way, is she really your cousin?"
Ni Junyan, who was suddenly cueed, smiled foolishly and asked instead of answering, "Boss Zhou, do you think we don't look alike?"
"Indeed, you don't look like one," Zhou Yiyang nodded seriously, "You look more like a mixed-race person."
"You're right!" Ni Junyan winked at Zhou Yiyang playfully. "My mother is European. But I think I'm more like my dad."
At this time, Ning Mang coughed lightly, and Ni Junyan made a face at the back of his head and retreated.
"Old Zhou, are you interested in being the chairman of this year's First Film Festival?"
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