Chapter 11 And our posture that night...
It is perfectly normal for a young master to order people around.
Moreover, this matter is not difficult for Bai You.
He said nothing, leaned over, took the bunch of bright red roses into his arms, then bent down and got out of the car.
The combination of fiery red and snow-white makes Baiyou's skin look as delicate as cream and her eyebrows and eyes look as picturesque as a painting.
The sunlight shines on the hand holding the bouquet, like a jade carving.
Meng Qingyan's gaze followed the figure into the gate, until the corner of the intersection ahead flashed, and the whole world became empty.
"Let's go," he said, picking up the tablet that had not been touched along the way and starting to work.
The community has two gates.
Enter the main gate and turn right. There is a garbage station not far from the side gate of the community.
Bai You took a few steps toward that direction, but the closer he got to the trash can, the slower his steps became.
In the sunlight, the rose petals have a soft and delicate luster, the branches are slender and straight, and the thorns are trimmed cleanly...
You can tell at first glance that the person who prepared it must have been very careful and attentive.
Putting aside the money, the thoughtfulness alone should not be wasted and ruined like this.
Bai You hesitated for a moment holding the flower, and finally made up his mind.
Forget it. Meng Qingyan only asked me to help deal with it, but didn’t tell me how to deal with it.
Wouldn't it be better to develop them and make them into something useful?
Having made up his mind, Bai You no longer hesitated. He turned around holding the flowers and walked towards the balcony where he lived.
It's a rare day for the crew to have a holiday before the Spring Festival, so not only is He Yuan free today, but even Qiu Wan has rushed back from a crew out of town.
I was worried that the crew’s reading session would take a long time, so we made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.
There is plenty of time now. When Bai You was in the car, he had already informed them to come early by replying to Jiang Min Yao's message.
Because he has been helping his mother since he was young, Bai You is a very good cook.
Especially the hot pot base he cooked was unique, both He Yuan and Qiu Wan liked it very much.
Whenever they have time, they come here a few times every year and say the food is better than that in other restaurants.
Therefore, as soon as winter comes, Bai You will prepare all kinds of seasonings in case of emergency.
Plus there was a sale at the supermarket last night, so seafood, meatballs, beef, mutton, vegetables, fruits, meat and eggs, everything that needed to be prepared was already prepared.
All you need is a pot base and it can be fried quickly.
After placing the flowers on the dining table, Bai You went straight into the kitchen.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang and He Yuan and Qiu Wan arrived.
"I waited for Qiu Wan at the gate of your community for quite a while..." He Yuan, who was in front, changed his tone halfway through his words, "Damn, who sent this? It's so generous?"
At this moment, Qiu Wan had also squeezed in and saw the bouquet of roses as well.
"If it's him, then any more is normal, right?" She expressed a different opinion.
This seems a bit strange to explain.
Bai You explained briefly while busying himself with the task at hand: "Actually, I picked it up."
"I picked it up?" As expected, He Yuan exaggeratedly said, "Do you know how much a rose costs today? Even if you want to cheat, can you find a reliable reason?"
"Why can't I pick it up?" Qiu Wan also asked.
When the hot pot was served, Qiu Wan helped put the meatballs that were difficult to cook into the pot first, while Bai You and He Yuan went to wash the remaining vegetables together.
When all the things were ready and the three of them were sitting at the table, Bai You said, "It's Meng Qingyan's."
"Oh my god!" He Yuan was startled, and the beef ball he had just picked up fell back into the pot. "He likes you? How come I didn't see that at all?"
"What are you thinking about?" Bai You laughed, "If you use your toes to think about it, this is impossible, okay?"
"It was given to him by someone else, and he forgot to take it back when he left," Bai You thought about it, saving Meng Qingyan's reputation as a scumbag, "I thought it would be a waste if it was broken there, so I took it back."
"He won't go to get it again, right?" Qiu Wan thought very carefully.
Bai You: “…”
He patched it up: "I've checked with his assistant."
"Is that so?" Qiu Wan said.
It is normal for artists to receive gifts on holidays.
It is normal to forget, lose, or even throw something away secretly because you can't let go.
Qiu Wan didn't pursue the matter further.
"What else can we do?" Bai You laughed.
"That's right." He Yuan said, "I can imagine Meng Qingyan receiving flowers with a cold face, but I can't imagine him giving flowers."
"How is he?" Compared to He Yuan, Qiu Wan thought more, "Did he bully you?"
After several years in the entertainment industry, Qiu Wan has seen a lot of shame.
Even back then, if Bai You hadn't rescued her from He Dajin, it would be hard to say what she would be like now, whether she was dead or alive.
So over the years, she no longer trusts anyone in this circle except Bai You.
Bai You understood what Qiu Wan meant.
She was worried that the comparison between the two would be seen by Meng Qingyan's team as a deliberate hype to attract traffic.
"No," Bai You said, "I was even scolded because of him."
He took the serving chopsticks to pick up food for Qiu Wan, "Besides, if someone of his status really bothered with a small person like me, wouldn't that be too shameful of his status?"
"That's good." Qiu Wan was relieved. "I think his character and temperament are not that bad."
As she spoke, she drank the wine in her glass, then filled it up for herself and raised her glass again.
"I have always felt guilty over the years." She smiled with red eyes, "If it weren't for me, you would have exploded a long time ago. I am finally happy to have such a good opportunity this time."
She had never said these words before, but Bai You knew them in her heart.
Seeing how hard she had worked in the past few years, he knew that she wanted to carve out a niche for herself and then pull Bai You up there.
Bai You pursed his lips and clinked his glass with Qiu Wan's.
The three people's wine glasses collided with each other, making a clinking sound.
"Tomorrow will be better." Bai You said.
"Tomorrow will be better." Qiu Wan smiled.
"Tomorrow will be better." He Yuan exclaimed.
*
At the same time, in Tianying Entertainment, in Meng Qingyan’s office.
"On the 19th, Director Li will return to China and ask you to discuss the release of "Dark Night Over Dawn". On the 21st, CEO Li of Tianyi Entertainment will invite you to play golf. On the 24th..." Sun Tong finished reporting the schedule and added, "Also, your mother asked you when you will be home for the New Year?"
While Sun Tong felt sorry for her boss who had to start working on the third day of the Lunar New Year, she couldn't help but guess that during the New Year social events, someone would probably propose marriage to Meng Qingyan.
Ordinary people's marriages and romances are still held hostage by external interests such as wealth, status, and the number of houses and cars in the family, not to mention wealthy young men like them.
As far as Sun Tong knew, one of Meng Qingyan's friends had already married into another family related to the family business.
However, this thought only flashed through her mind. Her professional ethics prevented Sun Tong from going further into the matter. She held the tablet and adjusted her schedule according to Meng Qingyan's instructions.
"Tianyi pushed it first." Meng Qingyan said.
Who plans to play golf on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year?
In the final analysis, Tianyi wanted to find out the details of Director Liu Ben's new project to see if they could get a piece of the pie.
"Okay," Sun Tong clicked her fingers quickly, and after listening to Meng Qingyan's instructions, she said, "And those gifts, should they be sent to you or to Lanhu Garden?"
During every festival, the gifts Meng Qingyan received would pile up into a small mountain.
Most people didn't know where he lived, so they all sent them to the company.
He had asked Sun Tong to return all the more valuable collectibles, calligraphy and paintings, and what was left now were mostly nourishing and nutritious products.
Not only did Meng Qingyan have no use for it, but his parents in Lanhu Garden probably received even more.
"Just like last year, share it among your colleagues." Meng Qingyan said nonchalantly.
"Okay." Sun Tong responded. Just as she was about to leave, Meng Qingyan bent his middle finger as if he had thought of something and tapped the table thoughtfully.
Thinking of those nutritional supplements, he thought of Baiyou again.
Bai You is too thin.
She was so thin that even when he held her in his arms, he didn't dare to gallop with all his strength.
"Go and ask if Xingyu Entertainment has any arrangements for tomorrow?" Meng Qingyan said.
Sun Tong didn't ask why, but nodded and went out. After a moment, he reported through the internal line: "Qing Yan, Xingyu Entertainment will hold its annual meeting tomorrow. There is a high probability that there will be a banquet in the evening?"
After hanging up the phone, Meng Qingyan called his mother.
As soon as the twelfth lunar month began, Shen Yueting reminded him to inform her after the arrangements for the Spring Festival holiday were made so that she could arrange social activities during the holiday.
As a result, he was so busy that he had forgotten about this matter.
Knowing that he was in the wrong, Meng Qingyan got straight to the point as soon as the call was connected.
"It's still more reliable to find Xiao Sun." Shen Yueting found it funny.
"Then you should look for her in the future." Meng Qingyan fought poison with poison.
"You can do it," Shen Yueting said, "I'll find you a strong partner in the future to cure your bad habits."
Meng Qingyan: "..."
He changed the subject, "Are you still steaming donkey-hide gelatin this year?"
Every autumn and winter, Chen Yueting would steam donkey-hide gelatin paste, usually once in the beginning of winter and once before the New Year.
When he first entered the industry, because there were too many nighttime performances, Shen Yueting specially made it and told him to drink a spoonful every day.
As a result, after just three or five days, he became so drunk that he became ill.
After filming the night scene, I finally got a chance to rest, but ended up being woken up by all kinds of inappropriate and ridiculous dreams.
Even though Shen Yueting later changed the recipe and adjusted the dosage of American ginseng to make it both nourishing and non-irritating, Meng Qingyan never touched it again.
Shen Yueting was a little surprised and immediately forgot about the previous topic, "Didn't you swear that you would never drink again in your life?"
Meng Qingyan was silent for a moment.
Thinking of the pain Meng Qingyan had gone through during adolescence because of donkey-hide gelatin paste, Shen Yueting couldn't help laughing, but she still said, "It was just steamed two days ago. When Xiaoyu and the others come over, I plan to give some to your Aunt Nie. If you want, I'll have someone send you two bottles."
"I'll go get it myself tonight," Meng Qingyan said, showing his rare filial piety, "and I'll have dinner with you and the old man."
*
The so-called annual meeting of Xingyu Entertainment is different from the annual meeting on New Year's Day which has the meaning of rewarding guests. It is a unique tradition that Zhu Zhijun has always had.
Once again, I will summarize the achievements of the past year, recall the bitter past and think of the sweet past, and by the way, share the company’s existing resources, paint a rosy picture for the discouraged artists, and look forward to the future together...
Very boring.
However, this is the time when most crews are on holiday, and this is when the most artists from the company can be present.
Unlike previous years, this time, the company is finally no longer centered around Liu Yanfei alone, and many artists are beginning to gather around Bai You.
Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar, some are familiar, some are not familiar...
It was not until she went downstairs to eat at noon that Jiang Minyao could not help but sigh.
"Wei Enquan has been glaring at you all morning until his eyes popped out." Jiang Minyao said, "If I had known, I wouldn't have let you come this year."
"Isn't there anything else you want to say?" Bai You asked.
"I heard," Jiang Minyao lowered her voice, "Director Liu Ben has started preparing for a new project, and Teacher Lang Yuan went to the United States a few days ago, probably related to this project."
Director Liu Ben's wife is a foreigner. When he is not filming, he accompanies his wife and lives in Los Angeles for a long time.
Lang Yuan is a well-known screenwriter in China who specializes in serious dramas and historical dramas. This is not the first time he has worked with Liu Ben.
After "Feng Hua", Liu Ben started another ancient style movie with a female lead, and he collaborated with Lang Yuan.
If the two continue to cooperate this time, it will be their second collaboration.
Bai You didn't say anything and just looked at Jiang Min Yao quietly.
"When Mr. Lang Yuan went there this time, the script was probably almost ready," Jiang Minyao said, "plus the team building and all the preparations, if things go well, we might be able to start filming in about a year. I heard that some people have already visited Director Liu abroad."
Bai You understood what Jiang Min Yao meant.
It is rumored that Liu Ben was very optimistic about him when Feng Hua was filming, so he wanted him to take advantage of the popularity of Building No. 8 and the tradition of the Spring Festival to visit Liu Ben.
If Liu Ben still has feelings for the old times, then he will have another excellent film to back him up after Building No. 8, and he will be able to consolidate his position in the circle in one go.
However, Bai You had no such plan.
He had worked with Liu Ben before and knew that the other party preferred quietness and might not like others to visit him.
Moreover, flying from China to abroad is too deliberate, especially when the other party’s new project is exposed.
The trouble is not worth it.
Jiang Minyao was probably feeling a little restless when she saw others were going to visit.
"Who wants to visit Director Liu?" Bai You asked, lowering his head to drink soup.
"I've heard of several people like that," Jiang Minyao said, and pointed to a place not far away, "It is said that Gao Lan is also going to take Wei Enquan there."
Hearing this, Bai You smiled.
With so many people going there, it's a good thing that you're not disliked. How can you expect to get a role?
Moreover, Director Liu Ben’s team is not a makeshift team like Qingye’s. Not everyone with money or good words can get in.
"I have to spend the New Year with my family and sort out the script of Building No. 8 from scratch," Bai You said, "However, I have kept in touch with Teacher Liu over the years and will send him blessing messages during the New Year."
"That's right." Jiang Minyao was a little disappointed.
"Teacher Liu is very strict in casting," Bai You said, "If Building No. 8 doesn't get a good score, he may not even look at me even if I kneel at his feet."
Jiang Minyao was startled and finally came to her senses from her competitive mentality.
"As you say," she said.
The two talked as they ate, and when they left the restaurant was almost empty.
When they reached the lobby on the first floor, the girl at the front desk called Bai You.
"Teacher Bai, a fan just came to give you something," the little sister said, "and was about to call you."
"Fans?" Bai You was stunned for a moment, then remembered something and took out his phone from his coat pocket.
Sure enough, there were several messages from "Youxuan" on the social software.
[Preferred: Happy New Year, Brother Xiaoyou. 】
[Preferred: The donkey-hide gelatin paste that I steam at home is better than the ones sold outside. I have sent two bottles to the front desk of your company. Remember to pick it up later. 】
"How long has he been gone?" Bai You asked.
"Just now, two minutes...three minutes?" the receptionist said hesitantly.
Bai You said nothing more, turned around and chased after him.
Going around the fountain outside, Bai You chased to the fork in the road outside.
In the distance, he saw a thin figure.
The figure opened the car door and got into a black car.
Bai You was stunned for a moment.
Although the distance was not close and he could not see the license plate number clearly, he could be sure that the car was the same model as the one Meng Qingyan usually used.
This type of car is extremely rare. Bai You has only seen two in all these years.
Subconsciously, he took out his cell phone and opened Meng Qingyan's dialog box.
In the car, Han Yang yawned reluctantly.
"Brother," he complained, "I played games all night yesterday, and you woke me up before I even went to sleep. Don't you feel guilty?"
Meng Qingyan was holding a tablet and reading documents. Hearing this, his face remained calm: "Don't I have no conscience?"
This was what Han Yang had used to scold him before.
"You're still talking," Han Yang said angrily, "Doesn't that mean you've taken over the WeChat account I've used for so many years?"
"Hmm?" Meng Qingyan sneered and tapped the edge of the tablet with his slender knuckles in an ambiguous manner.
Seeing this, Han Yang's heart immediately weakened.
"Do you still want pocket money for next year?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Yes." Han Yang gave in.
"What should I say if my aunt asks me where you took me?" Han Yang asked.
"Tell my mother that I took you out to help with your homework." Meng Qingyan said casually.
"Tsk..." Han Yang muttered, "I'm already a freshman, why do I still need tutoring for homework? ”
I couldn't help but be a little curious, "Do you think he can eat it without worry? Are you afraid it might be poisoned?"
"It may not be the case for others, but it will be for the one who is the best choice," said Meng Qingyan.
"Why are you so stingy? There are so many good things at home, and you only gave me some donkey-hide gelatin?" Han Yang whispered, "You deserve to be single."
Meng Qingyan looked at him with amusement, as if he was a mentally retarded person.
Even if he received valuable things, he would return them and was unwilling to be held hostage by such a small favor, not to mention that "Youxuan" was just a fan of Baiyou.
But Meng Qingyan had no intention of explaining to Han Yang, so he lowered his eyes and continued to swipe the tablet.
The cell phone suddenly vibrated beside him. Meng Qingyan glanced over casually, but paused when he saw the content of the message.
On the screen was Bai You’s message.
【BY:Where are you? 】
But then, a new prompt appeared in the dialog box.
【“BY” withdrew a message.】 】
Meng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked back.
But after a while, the car had driven far away, and all that was left in the field of vision was the endless stream of vehicles.
Meng Qingyan lowered his eyes and replied.
【MY: At the company. 】
【MY: What’s the matter, Teacher Bai, do you miss me? 】
"I miss you for nothing." Bai You muttered.
I couldn't help but regret why I had sent the message to Meng Qingyan just now.
It would have been fine if they had really sent it, but they sent it out and then withdrew it, which is simply making things even more obvious.
The midday sun shines warmly on the top of her head, and Bai You saves her dignity.
【BY: Actually, I wanted to ask you where you saw the script. 】
He had already thought about it. If Meng Qingyan asked him if he had any questions to discuss, he would reply that he had just thought through the questions he wanted to ask.
However, Meng Qingyan did not play by the rules.
[MY: I saw the scene where Chen Nian was pressed on the windowsill by Zhong Ling, and it was the same posture as us that night...]
[MY: Teacher Bai, I really have a question I want to ask you. I am 21 years old and full of energy. What should I do if I become addicted to meat after you introduced me to it? 】
"Fuck!" Bai You cursed softly.
How much water is in his brain that he would suspect that Meng Qingyan gave him a gift when he saw the same model of car?
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