After talking about someone else, Wan Qian pulled the topic to Liang Zhi again.
"The company you signed with is not very good, and this rumor is not clear. Do you need me to help me?"
"No, no, no." Liang Zhi quickly refused.
If she intervenes, they will really become a relationship between a financial backer and a useless lover.
Wan Qian nodded: "Okay, I'm not familiar with this."
She is an investor, and her main job is to invest money in her works. She doesn't have the time to fight with celebrities online, and of course no one dares to tear her.
Checking out black information, suppressing artists, public relations, publicity, etc. are all the business scope of celebrities. She is really not good at it and can only ask for help.
Unless she is asked to kick an actor out of the shooting, let the investors around her resist or hide someone in half, she can do it in one sentence.
Seeing that he really didn't want her to help, Wan Qian also skipped it and ignored it.
While talking, she subconsciously went to hold the red wine glass again. Liang Zhi carefully pressed the back of her hand and said, "Don't you drink anymore? Your hands are a little cold."
"It's not the cold hands." But Wan Qian still withdrew her hand, tapped the glass with her nails, and looked at him with a smile.
"I can't waste it if I don't drink it. This cup is worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. You've drunk it."
Not much left, Liang Zhi took the two of them and was bored. He stood up and wanted to pour some hot water for her.
Wan Qian didn't let him go, and her head rested closer: "Don't have that much trouble. Sit for a while and you can leave."
Liang Zhi sat down honestly and used it as a pillow for her.
They didn't say anything, Wan Qian looked into the distance with her eyes half closed, just enjoying a moment of silence.
After a while, the night wind blew even more. Liang Zhi looked at her twice and raised his left arm, pressing her shoulders with a weak slightest touch, and asked in a low voice: "Are you cold?"
“A little.”
He took off his coat and covered her shoulders, and passed through a layer of clothes. Now he finally hugged her, although he didn't dare to use any more energy.
"If you like to blow the air, just sleep like this. When you fall asleep, I will take you to the room, and then I will leave."
Wan Qian closed her eyes and said "Yes".
She didn't want Liang Zhi to spend the night here today, so she pretended to be asleep before twelve o'clock and let him go.
When Liang Zhi left, Wan Qian called her assistant.
"Let me find someone to check who is making Liang Zhi's rumors behind his back. If you find it, just look at it and remind me."
The meaning of reminder is to give a warning. If you lose a play and lose one business resource, it depends on how the assistant does it.
The assistant asked: "Does it need help with public opinion to fight back or give Liang Zhi a play as comfort?"
"Need not."
The assistant understands.
From some aspects, Wan Qian is a very easy-to-talk funder.
If she asks her for something, she will basically agree unless she is in a very bad mood. Similarly, if she actively expresses that she doesn't need anything, she will never rush to give it to her.
After instructing this little thing, Wan Qian got up again and touched the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine.
Just as he was about to pour it into the cup, he suddenly remembered Liang Zhi's face was blushing and said seriously that he wanted to take care of her.
She put the bottle back.
Forget it, it’s okay to keep healthy.
…
As soon as the early morning, the residential area gradually became quieter.
Yan Cheng had already left, and Zhong Jiuyin lay alone on the bed and savored the kiss just now.
That's really delicious.
It was probably because he established a relationship. Yan Cheng had a clear idea and kissed him better than before. She almost indulged in him and forgot the time and place.
Really good.
Zhong Jiuyin crossed her legs and couldn't cool down for a long time, so she simply took out the unfinished book "The Cold Actor's Pet" and looked at two pages.
She was able to successfully get to Yan Cheng, the best handsome man, and these bedside reading materials were also considered a contribution.
Just relying on the knowledge taught by her peers who only knew how to brag in her previous life, she could only revolve around the street stories of "We are far away in the drizzle of apricot blossoms."
If it really works, it is better to look at the experience of predecessors. How poor can those who can publish books have?
She read two pages happily, thinking that she would kiss her a few more times, and maybe she could write a book called "The Stunning Genius Kissing the Cold Actor". The plot could be more exciting than this book.
After a while, the cell phone next to her rang, and she quickly threw away the book and answered the phone in one second.
"Hey, have you arrived home?"
Yan Cheng said yes, but he should still be in the corridor or other passage, and the echo is more obvious.
He was so anxious to call her to report her safety, but he said that before he even entered the door. Zhong Jiuyin showed a meaningful smile.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Yan Cheng asked.
"I was a little excited to kiss, but I couldn't sleep." She told the truth, pressing her fingers on her lips.
It was numb and a little pain.
Yan Cheng had basically adapted to her speaking style and calmly continued: "But do you have something to do tomorrow morning? Get off early."
"Come on. What you did tonight is not conducive to me going to bed early and getting up early."
"..." Yan Cheng walked to the door, opened the door and did not turn on the lights. He said while changing his shoes in the entrance hall in the dark, "I'm so sorry, I've delayed your rest."
I don't know who took the initiative to let him go.
After changing his shoes and turning on the light, he unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, walked to the living room and took a cup of cold water to drink.
The feeling of heat brought by kissing for so long was finally suppressed a little.
Zhong Jiuyin was laughing: "It's not a delay. I'll fall asleep later. But you are not feeling well, right?"
Yan Cheng took another glass of water and said in a plain tone: "I feel very happy."
"Really? My mouth is numb, don't you?"
...It turns out that this is not a good time.
He still said: "No."
Zhong Jiuyin tsk twice: "That's because I can't get a kiss. You're very good at it. My mouth is a little swollen. I wonder if I'll be seen when I see Brother Qian tomorrow."
Yan Cheng: "Tell him that you eat cake like that."
After saying that, both of them laughed inexplicably.
Zhong Jiuyin: "Whose cake can still sting?"
Yan Cheng: "Your family."
After drinking the second glass of water, he promptly changed Zhong Jiuyin's attention to his answer and talked about the important things that needed to be thought about.
"I just looked at the news online. Lu Yishan's clarification did not mention Feng Qing, but only said that she had not figured out the business involvement of Guo Mingli, so she stopped her cooperation plan.
This matter is quite serious, and your company must give an explanation. Since the only one who puts it on the surface is Guo Mingli, at most it will be fired. The losses he causes are only on you, not on the company, and the company will not go too far.
Investigate.”
"I know." These broken things mixed in the wonderful kiss, and Zhong Jiuyin's speech was a little dry.
"Brother Qian told me that even if Feng Qing was exposed later, the company would not be able to achieve real fairness in order to maintain its face. In the past two days, the Public Relations Department didn't know how to help clarify the matter with Guo Mingli."
Yan Cheng: "I will introduce you to a public relations team, but once someone intervenes to help, the company will probably be dissatisfied with you."
"They are not satisfied with me."
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