The Lover’s Prattle

Chapter 2: President Slag (2)

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The doorbell rang, and she woke up in a daze, just as she was about to get up to open the door, Feng Qi had already stood up first.

Chu Yang didn't expect that it was Feng Qi who opened the door, and the corner of his mouth twitched when he said Miss Song was stuck in his throat, "Boss."

"Yeah." Feng Qi nodded and turned sideways to let him in. He frowned when he looked down at the shoe cabinet, and looked at the blue slippers on his feet. Anyway, there should be no slippers that Chu Yang can wear in this room.

"Hi Miss Song."

"Help Chute."

Chu Yang handed the bag to Feng Qi, and Feng Qi carried the bag and went into the guest room where he slept last night, changed his clothes and sat by the bed to put on his socks, and then remembered his white socks fluttering in the wind on the balcony.

I picked up the cotton T-shirt on the bed and looked at it. Although it was very wide, it felt very similar to hers.

Feng Qi obviously wanted to leave, seeing him coming out of the room Qingruo smiled at him, "I'll pack my clothes and you take them back?"

Feng Qi shook his head, tilted his neck slightly to adjust his tie, "Leave it alone." He didn't lack those two clothes.

Qing Ruo bent her eyes to agree.

Qing Ruo sent the two of them to the door, and said goodbye gently.

Feng Qi nodded slightly as a response, but Chu Yang said goodbye to Qing Ruo with a smile.

Chu Yang drove over by himself, started the car and asked Feng Qi, "Boss, where are we going to eat?"

"I have already eaten."

Chu Yang was a little surprised, and then laughed, "Does the food suit your taste?"

He has been following Feng Qi since the establishment of Feng Qi Company. He is Feng Qi's special assistant and a shareholder of the company. He and Feng Qi are subordinates and friends.

Feng Qi frowned, not wanting to answer his question, "Find her a role."

Chu Yang understood, which means the food is good.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Feng Qidao, "Find a big-budget movie, preferably the first female lead or the second female lead, Feng can be an investor, and the shooting location is out of town."

Chu Yang glanced at the rearview mirror, Feng Qi was reading today's financial magazine with his head down, his face was calm and he couldn't see any emotion.

From the first few sentences, it can be seen that Feng Qi ate this dish very happily, but Chu Yang didn't understand the last sentence. There is no need to understand, Feng Qi's order just needs to be carried out.

There are no entertainment companies under the Feng family, but they have holdings in various entertainment companies, plus Feng's dominance in the IT industry, as long as Feng Qi says a word, the characters in the script can instantly become the scene of the audition for the talent show.

Arriving at the company at one o'clock, before Feng Qi's meeting at 2:30 in the afternoon, Chu Yang's assistants had already reported ten film crews to him. They were all well-known directors, and they were filming in other places. As an investor, Feng was willing to give him the role of the heroine.

Chu Yang reported to Feng Qi, but Feng Qi didn't even read it, so he asked him to contact her manager and choose for her, whatever.

Chu Yang was really shocked this time. Standing by the desk in a daze, the man who was buried in his work raised his head, his eyes were sharp and straight, "By the way, what is her name Song?"

"..." Boss, how on earth did you have sex with others

Chu Yang let out a long breath, "Song Qingruo."

"Yeah." Feng Qi nodded, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with not knowing Qing Ruo's name at all, "Go and see who she was with before?"

It's rare to be so serious about a transaction. Chu Yang glanced at the man who had lowered his head and continued to work, "Yes."

Feng Qi has raised many people, this is the first time he told Chu Yang to see who she had been with before.

Feng Qi went to a meeting, the quarterly report meeting in the company, there were other assistants, there was no need for Chu Yang to follow as a special assistant.

After Feng Qi's meeting, Chu Yang had already sent Qing Ruo's manager information such as the director of the script, but he did find out what happened to Qing Ruo after his debut.

"The script has already been sent out, but the agent has not responded yet. She debuted for 5 years, and all she has played are supporting roles. When she first debuted, she was already good-looking Xiaohong for a while, but later her acting skills were poor, and she was rated as a vase. No Any good work has been lukewarm until now."

Feng Qi leaned against the office chair, loosened his tie, looked up at Chu Yang and didn't speak.

Chu Yang continued, "I haven't talked to anyone, and my manager also told me that this is the first time she agrees to work hard with you."

Feng Qi twitched the corner of his mouth inexplicably.

Seeing his expression, Chu Yang didn't understand for a while, but he didn't need to understand, there was a plaything left and right, with Feng Qi's temperament, when he liked it, he was more gentle than anyone else, but when he was interested, it was inevitable that he would be more delicate.

Qing Ruo's manager is a bearded uncle, in his forties, with six artists under his command. They are all so tepid as Qing Ruo, who can't be popular even if he is hungry. The uncle's attitude is also quite good, but the face It is still a bit enlightening to choose from ten scripts.

Qing Ruo randomly flipped through them one by one, took one of them and handed it to Yang Peng, and threw the others back on the table. Yang Peng is from the Northeast, and he spoke loudly, "Are you going to play this?"

Qingruo shook her head, "Change with Lingling, this role is suitable for her, and the opportunity is not bad, give me her guest on the food show on TV."

One world and one land, the TV station's program is the city's TV station, but it is a very biased channel, and the broadcast time is not good, basically only older people will watch it when they are bored.

Yang Peng frowned, "Sister Qingruo, it's not that I'm talking about you, you said you finally got a chance, so let's not waste your face, okay?"

Qing Ruo looked sincerely, "My acting skills are poor, Lingling is young, and her acting skills are better than mine. This opportunity is very suitable for her."

But didn't you get it yourself? In the end, Yang Peng's persuasion was fruitless, they were all artists under his command, and of course he didn't want the fat water to flow to outsiders, so he talked to Lingling, and nodded his head amidst Lingling's joy.

Chu Yang hung up the phone, turned around and reported to Feng Qi in the back seat, "Boss, Miss Song chose..."

Chu Yang wanted to continue, but Feng Qi interrupted abruptly, "Got it."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Chu Yang didn't continue to speak.

The secretary notified, "President Feng, there is a Miss Song Qingruo looking for you."

Not everyone who comes to find Feng Qi can go up to the CEO's office floor, otherwise it will be crowded with people every day. After all, when Chu Yang was looking for the script half a month ago, several assistants and secretaries knew the status of Feng Qi and Song Qingruo now. , so it will be notified.

Feng Qi frowned, and said in a heavy tone, "Let her in."

"Okay, Mr. Feng."

Putting on make-up today, Feng Qi sized up the people who came over with eyes like weighing things.

Qing Ruo tilted her head at him and smiled, thanking the secretary who brought in the coffee.

"Why are you here?" Feng Qi leaned back against the office chair and didn't get up, nor did he signal her to sit down.

Qing Ruo just stood there, raised the small bag in her hand and shook it, "I'm here to curry favor with you~ I made my own biscuits."

"I don't like sweets."

"Oh." Qing Ruo replied, her bright eyes dimmed for a moment.

Feng Qi asked her in a deep voice, "Come back in the middle of filming?"

Qingruo smiled, "I didn't go, I changed with Lingling, and I became a guest on TV's gourmet show."

Feng Qi frowned, stood up and led her to sit on the sofa beside him, saw her take out a box from her bag and push it over the table to light a cigarette, half-closed her eyes and looked at her through the hazy smoke, "Why do you want to please me? ?”

Qing Ruo spoke lightly, with a smile, "Aren't you my cash cow now?"

Feng Qi curled his lips, he likes smart people, and it's easy for everyone to get together and leave easily, he put the cigarette between his lips and bent down to take the box on the table.

The biscuit sat in a decent shape, and it was still steaming. Feng Qi really doesn't like sweets, so he picked up a small piece and tasted it, "The craftsmanship is pretty good."

"That's right, those judges said the same thing." Qing Ruo answered quickly, bit her lips and looked at him with embarrassment.

Feng Qi glanced at her with a half-smile, "Oh~ come to please me if you haven't finished eating in the show?"

"No." Qingruo bit her lip, looking at him with big foggy eyes, a little helpless, "I made it specially for you, but there are not enough materials at home, so I made more in the show."

Feng Qi put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the sofa with one arm propped behind her, bent down to cover her condescendingly, pinched her chin with his mellow tobacco-scented fingers, forcing her to looked up.

Feng Qi licked the corners of his lips lightly. He was wearing a pure black suit, sitting behind the desk with a powerful aura and a cold and glamorous presence. This would slightly raise the corners of his eyes, but the dark and radiant eyes would hook The lips are full of abstinence and wanton temptation.

"Take you to play tonight, huh?"

Qingruo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, avoided his fingers, lowered her head and stopped looking at him.

Feng Qi was amused by her little turtle's behavior, and touched the top of her hair, the soft and gentle touch made the corners of his brows and eyes stretch.

Feng Qi originally thought that she had accepted the script and went to filming. The two of them hadn't had any contact in the past half a month. She had to say that he was a little happy when she popped up, whether it was because of the sentence she explained or because of She's smart. If she really went to film, then maybe this deal can only be ended hastily after she comes back.

Now, Feng Qi had to say that he was in a happy mood. After eating two biscuits, Feng Qi suddenly thought of polenta, "Make polenta for dinner."

"good."

Entering the room again, new light gray slippers have been placed in front of the shoe cabinet, Feng Qi's feet are slipped on, the size is just right.

Moreover, Feng Qi found books on finance and economics on the bookshelf next to the sofa, all of which were new books published during this period, at least there were no books on this bookshelf half a month ago.

Qingruo's cooking skills can be said to have been lit up to the full level, four dishes and one soup can be prepared in 40 minutes, with a combination of meat and vegetables.

Qing Ruo carried the vegetables and turned around, but Feng Qiyi didn't know how long Feng Qiyi had been watching at the kitchen door, seeing her turn around and sincerely praised, "Watching you cook is so pleasing to the eye."

Qingruo smiled and thanked, "Thank you."

Qing Ruo only gave Feng Qisheng half a bowl of corn porridge, signaling him to eat.

It's rare to be disciplined without displeasure, so Feng Qi just let her go.

To go out with him at night, Qing Ruo naturally went back to her room to tidy up, and Feng Qi was waiting for her in the living room.

It was expected to be an hour or an hour and a half, but we only waited for half an hour.

Changed into a pink skirt, the high-waisted style only showed a thin strip, the white waist was looming when walking, Feng Qi looked pleasing to the eye.

Feng Qi is a meeting place for friends, even though they are friends, but they are either a nobleman in the business world like him or a young master of a certain family. Everyone brings their pets.

Everyone talked and laughed, Yanyan had a lot of fun, and there were many famous people in the circle, and the atmosphere was lively.

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money tree,

I like this title.

I prefer smart and funny little guys.

—[Black box]