The phone hangs up.
He Jun put down Qiu Xing's hands-free mobile phone and looked at Qiu Xing behind his desk.
Qiu Xing's expression was weird, and the corners of his mouth were not curled up, as if he was angry and happy, and said, "He said... my husband?"
He Jun pretended not to see the almost distorted expression on Qiu Xing's face, and replied: "That's what the little boss said on the phone just now."
"Am I his husband?"
"In a legal sense, you are indeed the husband of the little boss."
Qiu Xing was quiet for a long time.
"Ha!" He knocked on the table suddenly, "Pure business relationship?"
He Jun didn't answer the conversation wittily.
Qiu Xing is yin and yang weird: "This mouth can dare to say anything... Shameless!"
He Jun bowed his head.
After a long silence, Qiu Xing suddenly stood up and strode out.
He Jun quickly took Qiu Xing's cell phone to keep up, and asked, "Boss, where are you going? There will be a meeting soon."
Qiu Xing stopped for a while. After getting lucky, he turned back to his desk and sat down. He glanced sideways at Yang Xing who was opposite, and said, "Go, tell that uneasy guy, after three o'clock in the afternoon. Bring the agent to Rongding. I only have one hour of free time. It is out of date!"
He Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly went to do it.
…
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Xie Yang took Qin Cheng to the Rongding parking lot by car, and took the special elevator to the ninth floor.
He Jun waited in the meeting room, raised his insights out of the elevator, and immediately took a step forward, saying: "The boss is approving an important document. Come out soon. Little boss, sit down."
Xie Yang nodded and took Qin Cheng to sit down on the sofa. Seeing that there was hot tea on the coffee table, he leaned forward and poured a cup for himself and Qin Cheng. Then he took out some snacks from the drawer below. come out.
Qin Cheng watched Xie Yang's natural and random movements, looked at this large office outer hall, and drank a sip of tea to be shocked.
Five minutes later, the door of the inner office opened, and Qiu Xing came out of the room with an indifferent expression. He glanced at Qin Cheng He Xieyang, and said noble and coldly: "Here?"
Qin Cheng stood up immediately and introduced himself to Qiu Xing on his own initiative.
Qiu Xing faintly responded, sat opposite Xie Yang, and said, "If you have anything you want to say, just say it, I'm very busy."
Xie Yang smiled suddenly.
Qiu Xing's expression became stiff, and he resisted the urge to question what Xie Yang was laughing at. He didn't look at Xie Yang, and continued to maintain a cold expression on his face.
Qin Cheng couldn't understand the atmosphere between Qiu Xing and Xieyang's husband, fearing that Qiu Xing would be impatient, he hurriedly started talking about business.
After hearing this, Qiu Xing replied: "I will not interfere with his career planning. He can develop as he likes."
So cold? Is it because the husband has a bad relationship
Qin Cheng glanced at Xie Yang, who was relaxing drinking tea and eating snacks next to him, and felt that he did not feel like a bad relationship. He cautiously said: "Mr. Qiu, this is the case. Because of Xie Yang's university performances, I would recommend him later. Go to the film and television industry. Sometimes you will encounter kiss scenes and sex scenes in TV series and movies. In this regard, you—"
"Kiss scenes and bed scenes?!" Qiu Xing's face was indifferent, frowning and looking at Xie Yang in disbelief, "Do you still want to film this messy stuff? Don't you sing? What scenes!"
Xie Yang said slowly: "You just said that you won't interfere in my career planning."
"... Is this a plan! No filming!" Qiu Xing looked at Qin Cheng, "No kissing scenes and bed scenes for him! He is only twenty years old, how do you work as an agent? How can you arrange for an artist who is only twenty years old? Kiss scenes and bed scenes, do you want to commit a crime!"
Most of the twenty-year-old celebrities shoot kiss scenes and sex scenes. How can this be a crime.
Qin Cheng swallowed the words silently.
He understands, it's not that the husband has bad feelings, but the feelings are too good.
"Then I will try to avoid giving Xie Yang a role in intimate scenes in the future." He followed his kindness. Seeing that Qiu Xing's expression became more attractive, he continued, "Also, regarding the marriage relationship between the two, Mr. Qiu, do you want to always be outside? Do you want to conceal it, or plan to make it public at the right time? In addition, I would like to ask how many people know about the marriage relationship between the two. Has the wedding been held? If not, are there any plans for a wedding in the future?"
wedding.
Qiu Xing hooked his finger and looked at the opposite Xie Yang.
Xie Yang concentrated on eating and drinking, without a look in his eyes.
"..."
Qiu Xing caught the spirit and returned to his indifferent appearance, and replied: "It will not be public. Only the people close to me know about the marriage relationship between me and Xie Yang. There will be no weddings in the future."
This answer...
Qin Cheng asked again: "Then if the two are photographed outside, public relations..."
"It won't be photographed." Qiu Xing stood up and said to He Jun, "Carefully write down Mr. Qin's request." After he nodded to Qin Cheng, he turned back to the office.
Qin Cheng frowned and looked at Qiu Xing's back, suddenly becoming uncertain again.
It's not public, there is no wedding, and it won't be photographed... Isn't this kind of marriage really wrong for Xie Yang
He Jun took over the conversation with Qin Cheng, and Qin Cheng said some things that need attention and understanding. He Jun took note of them one by one, and then the two exchanged phone numbers. He Jun said that he would wait until after asking Qiu Xing. Answer some of Qin Cheng's questions in detail.
After talking about the matter, it's time to leave.
Xie Yang said: "He Zhu, you help me send Qin Cheng downstairs, I will wait for the Xing Xing to get off work, and then go home together."
He Jun hesitated and said, "Then I will ask the boss for instructions."
Xie Yang nodded.
He Jun entered the office, and Qin Cheng immediately looked at Xie Yang and said, "Are you and Mr. Qiu having a bad relationship?"
Xie Yang didn't answer directly, just said: "How did you bring the married artist before, how will you bring me in the future, you don't need to pay much attention to the others."
Qin Cheng didn't know what he had made up. He glanced at the office door and nodded with a heavy expression.
In the end, Qiu Xing acquiesced to understand Yang's behavior while waiting for him to get off work together, and asked He Jun to send Qin Cheng downstairs.
After the delivery of the people came back, He Jun re-made a pot of tea for Xie Yang, and also delivered a fruit plate, saying: "There is nothing important to deal with today. The boss should be able to leave work on time."
Xie Yang thanked him, and then asked: "Does Qiu Xing still have a headache these past two days? How's your appetite?"
He Jun thought about it for a while and replied: "The boss has been in good condition these past two days, and he hasn't raised his hand to press his forehead frequently. I eat lunch and dinner on time, and my appetite is better than the previous two days. I drink half a bowl of soup at each meal. "
Xie Yang nodded and didn't ask any more.
He Jun entered the inner office.
Qiu Xing closed his eyes and leaned back in his office chair. He heard the voice and asked, "What is he doing?"
"When I left, the little boss was taking the phone out. In addition, the little boss asked me if you had any discomfort and your appetite in the past two days. I answered truthfully."
Qiu Xing opened his eyes, was quiet for a while, and sat up straight and said, "Go down, look at Xie Yang. If he wants to eat or drink, try his best to arrange."
He Jun responded and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute... Go and raise the heating temperature."
He Jun responded again and left the office.
Qiu Xing looked at the office door, raised his left hand and placed it on his right, squeezing it unconsciously.
…
When Qiu Xing got off work, Xie Yang swiped on Weibo.
He discovered that Huangtian had begun to do public relations for Mu Zhouyi.
Huang Tian first suppressed the fermenting speed of public opinion, and caused many marketing accounts to delete some messy black materials, and then asked the navy to stir the water and mock all those who scold Mu Zhouyi with the tone of passers-by, saying that they are too sensitive. The actions are not necessarily intentional, many of which are obviously just coincidences.
After the water was muddled, Huang Tian made some graphics and texts to refute Mu Zhouyi's habit of touching people and sent out the draft madly. The pictures and texts show that in an event, Mu Zhouyi will generally have more than seven physical contact opportunities with guests on average, but the number of times Mu Zhouyi actually encounters a person may be only once or twice.
Probably to increase the persuasive power, Huangtian also asked the marketing account to post a lot of Mu Zhouyi's moving pictures of passing things to people normally and politely avoiding other people's touches, implying that people's habit of touching people does not exist at all. This time it is malicious. Take pictures and find the angle to think about Hei Mu Zhouyi, emphasizing that Mu Zhouyi actually pays attention to physical distance when he is not familiar with others.
After that, people who had been touched by Mu Zhouyi came forward to help Mu Zhouyi speak on Weibo, saying that Mu Zhouyi was not touching himself deliberately, but accidentally touched him, and everyone had a good relationship, urging fans not to be tempted.
After such a pass, public opinion has basically stabilized. People who thought Mu Zhouyi's actions were disgusting before did not dare to appear again, for fear of being sensitive to scolding by the navy and being malicious towards beautiful girls.
Xie Yang refreshed again and found that the topic #木周易往人妻# has disappeared from the hot search, replaced by the hot search of several other artists of Huangtian.
He clicked back to the hot spot, and he realized that the Mo Ren collection had disappeared, but the Weibo of those big guys who helped Mu Zhouyi talk were firmly in the top spot.
Stirring up the water, rebutting the black material, finding someone to stand on the platform, diverting people's attention, maintaining the exposure of the whitewashed articles... Huangtian deserves to be Huangtian, playing with public opinion really is very powerful.
Now just let Mu Zhouyi post a self-ridiculing Weibo, weaken the nature of the incident, and buy a few marketing accounts to strengthen the whitening impression, and the crisis is over.
Xie Yang clicked on Ji Zehui's WeChat and typed.
Xie Yang: Mu Zhouyi and Huangtian re-signed
Ji Zehui responded in seconds: How do you know? I just got news from here.
Ji Zehui: Mu Zhouyi voluntarily lowered the contract specifications and extended the contract period, so Huangtian protected her again. At this time, Lu Zhi had already flown to City H with a lawyer and a new contract. He heard that he was going to help Mu Zhouyi to stabilize the movie "Crazy Musician".
Ji Zehui: Once an artist has a work, the black material will be easily washed out, and the public will be forgetful. You... You seem to be in vain.
Who said it was a waste of effort, Mu Zhouyi has now been trapped to death in Emperor Tian, and has had a holiday with the company's senior management, resources will definitely be restricted in the future. And after this encounter, Mu Zhouyi absolutely dare not "accidentally" touch people at will, and it will not be as easy to accumulate favorite points.
The goal has been achieved.
Xie Yang put away the phone and looked at the office door.
What he has to do is never to smash with the heroine, but to protect his own living space. In the past, Qiu Xing was destined to die, and Mu Zhouyi's golden fingers were too troublesome. In order to change his fate, he had to be cautious and always pay attention to Mu Zhouyi's movements. And now, the ability awakens, the heroine's golden finger is no longer a threat, and the hatred does not need to die.
Qiu Xing doesn't have to die.
As long as Qiu Xing lives, neither the heroine nor the heroine will be anything.
As long as Qiu Xing lives.
Click.
The door of the office was suddenly opened from the inside, and Qiu Xing appeared behind the door. The eyes of the two were facing each other.
Xie Yang had a pause, then smiled at Qiu Xing, and asked, "Are you done?"
Qiu Xing's expression froze for a while, and soon returned to indifference. He walked out and said, "Get up, go home."