good afternoon
He opened his mouth to complain several times, but Luo Ming blocked him every time with "But everyone just likes to watch it."
Zheng Jicue is a demanding person. If he continues to watch, he will want to withdraw his investment and let Luo Ming do it alone.
Luo Ming had no choice but to complain: "Not everyone is a celebrity like Mr. Cen. There are not so many good projects for us to invest in. You can't look down on small fry like us just because you invested twice."
When he heard Cen Yuan, Zheng Jicue's face became even uglier. Luo Ming didn't notice and was still muttering. Finally, the assistant next to Luo Ming bumped into him and Luo Ming realized it.
Luo Ming apologized with a chuckle, but Zheng Jicue put on his mask and left without even looking at him.
Before he took a step forward, his cell phone rang. Zheng Jicue stood there, seemingly unresponsive. After a few seconds, he hurriedly opened his phone.
Cen Yuan: Good afternoon.
Zheng Ji Jue's blood boiled at this moment and his mind went blank.
How should he respond?
Just when he was worried, his body was suddenly shaken by someone. Luo Ming opened his mouth and said something, but he didn't hear anything.
"Season Jue?"
"Brother Zheng!"
"Zheng Jijue!!"
After changing several names, Luo Ming's voice finally broke through the defense line.
Zheng Jijue frowned and held the phone tightly: "What's going on?"
Luo Ming almost wanted to vomit blood. What was wrong with this guy? He became distracted while he was talking to him.
"We've been watching for so long, why don't we go have a meal first and then come back to continue?"
Zheng Jijue still frowned and said, "Go ahead."
Without asking where to eat, he walked out directly. Luo Ming hurried to catch up, and he wanted to say something else. Zheng Jicue seemed to be unable to hear anything, holding his phone and deleting and typing.
He was wearing a mask, and Luo Ming couldn't tell anything except that he looked much better than when they first met in the morning.
I don’t know who I’m talking to.
When they arrived at the restaurant near the company, when Luo Ming was ordering food, Zheng Jicue said everything was good, but he didn't even look up when he ordered a dish he didn't like, called fried squid.
Why did Cen Yuan suddenly reply?
Because the Zheng family has been urging for feedback, Xie Qi has been left out, so of course he will not give feedback on behalf of Cen Yuan.
Cen Yuan just happened to wake up today.
When he opened his eyes, Xie Qi was sitting beside his bed, holding a cell phone in his hand.
Oh, it's his cell phone again.
"What's so good about my phone?" he asked lazily.
Xie Qi turned the phone screen towards him. Cen Yuan took a closer look, stretched out his hands from under the quilt, and typed two words in the same way Xie Qi held the phone.
Xie Qi took it back and looked at it. It was flashing for a long time while inputting.
Cen Yuan got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After a while, he heard Xie Qi outside suddenly make a "tut" sound, throw down his phone and leave.
It seemed like a reply that Xie Qi found quite boring.
After a quick shower, he came out naked, walked to the bed and clicked on it to take a look.
Zheng Ji Jue: Good afternoon.
It's really boring.
Cen Yuan replied to him: The new SX is okay. Xie Qi even asked if I wanted to buy one, but I didn’t want to drive so I said no.
After replying this message, he picked out a silver-gray house robe and put it on, untied it casually with the belt, and went to the restaurant downstairs.
Little did he know that when Zheng Jicue saw his reply, his face turned extremely ugly.
Luo Ming was completely bewildered by his unpredictable mood. What on earth was this guy doing? His mood was more changeable than the weather forecast.
It’s Xie Qi again!
Zheng Ji Jue tapped the screen, making a loud noise.
Zheng Jicue: I feel great driving.
Cen Yuan replied as he walked downstairs: I feel better not driving.
Zheng Jicue: What if no one is driving? Will you drive?
Cen Yuan: Then I’ll walk.
In short, it is impossible to drive.
Zheng Jicue had no choice. He thought of something and was stunned for a moment.
Zheng Jijue: You deserve a driver to pick you up.
Cen Yuan: That’s right.
"Sleep more these days and save up your energy for the start of filming."
As soon as he sat down, Xie Qi started talking to him about the next work.
Cen Yuan put down the phone: "Have you agreed?"
Xie Qi: "It's almost done. When I have time to motivate Yu Xiu again, it will probably be done."
Then he probably still has some sleep. From casting to makeup and then to the official start of filming, it will probably take another month.
"Oh, then you keep working hard." Cen Yuan didn't care much about this. He would just play whatever role Xie Qi asked him to play.
If they make money, he and Xie Qi can share it, and he doesn't have to worry about anything, so why not?
Listen to Xie Qi, sleep well and make a lot of money.
Although the information he learned from Cen Yuan made him feel bad and lost his appetite, Zheng Jicue continued to chat with him.
Zheng Jijue: We spent 200,000 yuan on the meal that day, and they were furious. Did the 50 million yuan I gave you arrive?
Cen Yuan: Not yet. Xie Qi said your parents will give it to me based on my subsequent performance. I heard it will be paid in installments.
Zheng Jicue couldn't help but frown: Haven't you read the contract?
However, Cen Yuan's answer almost made him vomit blood.
Cen Yuan: Xie Qi saw it.
Zheng Jicue typed fiercely again: Aren’t you afraid that he will sell you out?
Cen Yuan: I am in the same group with him.
When Zheng Ji Jue saw these words, he was furious and heartbroken.
Is this how Xie Qi, this bastard, deceived Cen Yuan?
He didn't think Cen Yuan was innocent, but Cen Yuan was undoubtedly someone who didn't like to be asked too many questions. He would just do whatever Xie Qi said.
He felt uneasy upon learning this. He stood up and went to the smoking area. The moment he lit a cigarette, he smelled the smoke, which he inexplicably disliked, but he calmed down a lot.
Holding the cigarette in his hand, he sent another message to Cen Yuan: What are you doing now?
Cen Yuan: Eat, then get ready for bed, and get enough rest to prepare for the new play.
His original plan to ask Cen Yuan to come out and plan a 50 million project fell through.
I could only reply dryly: I’m eating too.
Cen Yuan: Really?
Zheng Jijue felt guilty for lying and being questioned, so he put out his cigarette and hurried back, almost bumping into Luo Ming who came out to see what was going on with him.
Passing Luo Ming, he walked to the dining table, sat down, and took a photo.
Luo Ming was shocked.
Zheng Jichou hasn't been seen for a few days. Could it be that he has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is checking up on him?
Luo Ming didn't ask, just sat there and watched Zheng Jicue "jumping up and down".
You know what, the more I look at it, the more it seems to be true.
Didn’t you see that after checking the post, they started to eat seriously?
While eating, Zheng Jichou kept his phone on him and began to ask Cen Yuan what other plans he had besides filming the new movie. He was still thinking about the 50 million yuan he gave to Cen Yuan.
Zheng Jijue: Are there any upcoming events? I'd like to attend them?
Cen Yuan, who had just finished his meal and whose health bar was almost empty, finally replied to him: I will attend Tianying’s Starlight Festival in a few days.
Cen Yuan: No need to come, there’s nothing fun there.
It's nothing more than walking the red carpet and receiving a platform award.
Sky shadow.
Zheng Ji Jue recalled various information about Tianying.
In the past few years, Cen Yuan's works were almost all broadcasted exclusively by Tianying, with distribution later on. It was only in the past two years that he invested money to carve out a piece of the exclusive broadcast pie from Tianying.
Jinyue and Tianying can barely be said to have a competitive relationship.
Since he is a rival, he cannot be invited here. In Tianying's eyes, Jinyue is not qualified.
Zheng Jicue was considering whether to ask someone to get a media ticket.
Zheng Ji Jue: Okay.
Although this is the response, there are countermeasures for every policy.
First of all, the Zheng family must be informed of this matter.
Zheng Ji Jue: I will urge the Zheng family to transfer the money to you.
Then he released Zheng Yuanzhou from the blacklist.
Zheng Ji Jue: Since you have a way to arrange a blind date between him and me, you must have a way to get me into Tianying's activities, right? I heard that Cen Yuan is going to participate in Tianying's Starlight Festival. Cen Yuan ignored me, so I'm going to find him.
Zheng Yuanzhou hasn't had a private chat with Zheng Jicue on the phone for four or five years. In the past, Zheng Jicue could go back to the Zheng family whenever he wanted and leave whenever he wanted.
Now I have finally found him.
Zheng Yuanzhou didn't react at first, but when he saw the name Cen Yuan, he suddenly realized that this was his son's number.
After a few years, she took the initiative to find him for a man.
Zheng Yuanzhou cursed in his heart.
Before, he still had a bit of a lucky mentality. After all, he had a son with a thriving career, and he could look forward to it when he went out.
But he actually gave birth to a homosexual son.
They say this thing is hereditary, and he thinks he has no problem, so the only possibility is... it must be like this.
Zheng Ji Jue was urging him again, which showed that he had suffered a lot of setbacks in Cen Yuan.
Sure enough, no matter how crazy a dog is, it will wag its tail and beg for mercy when it is tied with a chain, and the chain is in his hand.
Fifty million...
Zheng Yuanzhou's heart was bleeding again.
Zheng Yuanzhou: Can't you figure it out on your own? You're in the entertainment industry too, so how come you can't even get into places like this? No wonder people ignore you.
Zheng Jicue: Since you don’t want to, I’ll find a way myself.
No mercy at all, blocked me again.
Zheng Yuanzhou wanted to say a few more words to him, to vent the anger he had endured from Zheng Jichou's mischief over the years, but his phone prompted that the message had failed to be sent.
Zheng Yuanzhou was so angry that he slammed the table.
He's just a debt collector!
After dinner, Cen Yuan didn't reply to any messages. After reading their chat history several times, Zheng Jijue couldn't see any mistakes.
After watching it again, Zheng Jicue guessed that he might be taking a break.
But my mood is not that bad anymore, and I feel very good.
When they walked out of the private room, Luo Ming couldn't help but ask him, "You said you were going on a big date, but you're not actually going on a blind date, are you?"
He didn't believe that any powerful person could make someone like Zheng Jicue obsessed with him.
Speaking of blind dates, Zheng Jicue felt a little unnatural. He took out a mask from his pocket, unpacked it and put it on.
Well, it feels a lot.
Then he glanced at Luo Ming lightly with his eyes that seemed extremely cold.
At first, he only wanted to invest 50 million to help Cen Yuan take the top spot, but in the later stages of filming, he invested nearly 100 million in total, and Luo Ming kept screaming.
If he knew that the two-hour blind date with Cen Yuan cost 50 million, even though it wasn't his money, there would definitely be more quarrels in the future.
This look made Luo Ming confirm that this thigh was extraordinary.
He chased after Zheng Jijue, asking repeatedly, "What does she look like? What's her name? Do you like her?"
Zheng Ji Jue answered him with the back of his head.
It’s almost the end of the year and the entertainment industry is starting to become active.
The news that Cen Yuan was going to participate in Tianying's Starlight Festival reached Zeng Xin's ears before many people knew about it.
A–All kinds of information: Did you know that Cen Yuan is going to participate in the Starlight Ceremony?
After watching short plays for a whole day, Zheng Jicue felt dizzy and had just thrown his keys on the cabinet in the entrance hall when he received a message from Zeng Xin.
It has to be said that it wasn't long after he knew that Cen Yuan was leaving that Zeng Xin had already received the news. It seemed that Zeng Xin did have a wide network of contacts.
Of course, Zeng Xin wouldn't be so kind as to come to me and tell me the news herself.
Zheng Ji Jue: I know.
Here comes the news she wanted.
A–All kinds of information: Did Cen Yuan reply to your message?
Zheng Ji Jue: Can you get me in?
A--I have all sorts of information: You answer me first.
Zheng Jijue ignored her.
Zeng Xin was still very satisfied with the result.
She had just learned the news when Zheng Jicue said that he knew it and it could only be Cen Yuan who told him.
I just don't know what Cen Yuan and Xie Qi are up to.
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