Dozens of media recorders are still holding up, and the spotlight flashes occasionally.
Qian Xinlei was sitting next to Rong Yuheng, watching the two flirting openly, feeling like the cold sweat was about to break out—
He had never seen a couple of CPs who dared to play like this in front of the media!
There was silence in the arena, and Rong Yuheng also turned to look at Wen Zezhen with a smile, the whole audience was waiting for his answer.
Wen Zezhen tried his best to calm his tumultuous heartbeat, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He looked at Shang Rong Yuheng, the latter was a little provocative and proud, as if teasing him.
In front of this group of media who are good at catching wind and shadows, there is a kind of hidden pleasure.
Wen Zezhen looked at Rong Yuheng for a few seconds, and then said,
"Then it depends on how you feel."
What the hell! ! What is this doing
The media below are going crazy, they press the shutter quickly, and the brush is blowing with wind. What does "what do you feel" mean!
Why did these two people say nothing, but they seemed to reveal a lot!
Some media immediately handed over the microphone, "What kind of feeling did Mr. Wen say? Would you take the once-in-a-city cp seriously?"
Wen Zezhen followed his kindness, "It doesn't really matter if I take it or not, as long as the fans are happy."
Another media confronted Rong Yuheng, who had been silent since just now, "What about Rong Rong, Mr. Wen said to see how you feel, then how do you feel?"
What does it feel like
Rong Yuheng felt that his earlobes must have turned red. He feels like he is shooting himself in the foot now!
Rong Yuheng bit his head and said, "It doesn't matter what I feel, as long as Teacher Wen is happy."
Wen Zezhen glanced at him meaningfully... It turns out that you can only simply imitate it.
Seeing that this topic was almost over, Qian Xinlei gave a hint to the media and let the two masters go. The topic of CP is a double-edged sword, too much.
…
After the interview, the crowd dispersed.
Xunguang stopped Rong Yuheng, "Tell me more about the signing of the contract. Why don't you rush back to City C at night, let's have a meal together?"
Rong Yuheng was going to visit the scallops at the Rong Group in a while. He thought about it and said, "Yes, but my company is nearby. I want to go there, you have to wait for me."
"It's okay, you visit relatives, I will code."
As soon as the two negotiated, Wen Zezhen came over, "Where are you going?"
The mutual flirting just now caused Rong Yuheng to be a little scared of Wen Zezhen now. It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I can't hold it, and I'm afraid of putting myself in.
"I don't want to take you." Rong Yuheng said.
Wen Zezhen looked down at him, and suddenly reached out and stroked his palm lightly.
An electric current suddenly jumped up from Rong Yuheng's palm to his back, and he almost trembled in public!
There are also reporters who have not completely left the scene behind them, and their actions may be seen at any time.
Fortunately, Wen Zezhen just swiped past and withdrew his hand.
"You take me with you." Wen Zezhen's tone was coquettish.
Although it is coquettish, it is not the kind that is soft and girly, but a touch of intimacy with a lover's intimacy.
From the mouth of such a tall and indifferent man, it is particularly contrasting and cute.
Rong Yuheng couldn't resist Wen Zezhen's coquettish coquettishness, and began to waver, "Why bring you, I'm going to brush the shells for the big scallops."
Wen Zezhen grabbed the gap created by his slight shaking and squeezed in, "I want to stay with you."
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips and said nothing. Mommy...Wen Zezhen is teasing him!
When the two were ambiguous and their hearts were beating, Xunguang's indifferent voice suddenly came from the side,
"It's alright, it's almost enough to have fun. This single girl is still beside me. Please be a little bit worried about the feelings of the weak writers who not only eat your dog food, but also produce your fan food."
Wen Zezhen & Rong Yuheng, "..."
Oops, I forgot there was someone next to me. Shy!
After the three of them regrouped, they headed towards the Rong Group together.
On the way, Rong Yuheng briefly explained to Xunguang the payment given by Qiu Jianlun. Generally speaking, the conditions were quite in line with Xunguang's requirements, but there was only one point that made her unbearable.
"Why does every book have to have a boss character?"
"Chou always likes to play this, and will only play this."
"It's easy to make my character template..." Xunguang frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Forget it, there are evil and innocent Ba Zong, as long as Qiu Zong doesn't mind."
Rong Yuheng buried Qiu Jianlun at the bottom of the pit without authorization, "Don't worry, he doesn't mind at all."
"That's good, I'll contact him after I close the manuscript."
Hearing this, Rong Yuheng showed a sincere smile like an intermediary, "He must be looking forward to it."
Arriving downstairs in the company, Rong Yuheng wanted to go upstairs to find his big scallops, so he turned his head and let Xunguang sit on the sofa in the living room on the side of the lobby for a while.
Wen Zezhen still wanted to stick it to Rong Yuheng, but was refused sternly.
Rong Yuheng, "The western restaurant next to our company tastes very good, so I'll just have dinner there. Would you like to make a reservation first and take a seat?"
"Oh..." Wen Zezhen agreed a little reluctantly. He felt that his cub just wanted to let him go!
Xunguang was already sitting on the sofa and typing. Her cell phone beeped, and she didn't lift her head.
"Mr. Wen, go first. I'll stay here for a while, and I'll come to you with Rongrong later."
Wen Zezhen was also afraid that staying with Xunguang would affect the latter, so he responded and turned his head and walked towards the restaurant.
The chairman's office is located on the top floor of the group. Rong Yuheng felt a little overweight when he took the elevator up.
He couldn't figure out why the chairman's office should be located on the top floor.
The only cool thing is that under the dark night, you can stand in front of the wide and bright floor-to-ceiling windows and look at the thousands of lights below, as if your feet are stepping on all living beings...
But it also means overtime work that day.
"Ding!" The elevator door opened.
Going out is a thick layer of carpet, and it is difficult to straighten the surface. Rong Yuheng walked along the corridor all the way to the innermost part, and happened to meet Secretary Wang next to Rong Tianshen.
"Uncle Wang, is my dad inside?"
Secretary Wang knew Rong Yuheng and was a little surprised to see him, "Why is Xiaoheng here? President Rong is inside, you can just go in directly."
"Thank you, Uncle Wang."
The door was pushed open with a "click", Rong Yuheng walked in and saw behind the mahogany table, Rong Tianshen was frowning and replying to the document.
The whole office has a heavy texture, simple atmosphere, as serious as Rong Tianshen. The last time Rong Yuheng came here was two years ago. He didn't take over the company's affairs, and even the company rarely came.
Rong Tianshen, who was behind the desk, heard the movement, and probably thought it was Secretary Wang's return, so he didn't look up. After a few seconds, no one was heard, and he raised his head again, "You..."
Rong Tianshen was stunned for a rare moment, "Why are you here?"
Rong Yuheng walked slowly to Rong Tianshen's table, "I just happened to have an interview here today, so I stopped by to have a look."
Rong Yuheng originally wanted to say "let's see you", but when he was about to say it, he covered up the word "you".
There is a subtle difference here, which may not be noticed by outsiders, but the feeling between father and son is very keen, and this word makes both of them feel awkward at the same time.
Rong Tianshen said dryly, "Oh."
He was holding the document in his hand, and the pages were crumpled a little. Such a serious person, the office documents are always smooth and clean, Rong Yuheng glanced at it, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.
He remembered that day Rong Tianshen was lying on the hospital bed, his eyelids trembling slightly; he also remembered the albums neatly coded in the bookcase, and the medical record book was folded under it.
In fact, Rong Tianshen's love for him is no less than his love for Rong Congyan.
And Rong Yuheng did the same to Rong Tianshen.
He thought, maybe their father and son are still looking for a way to each other, maybe it will be a long time, but they will always find it.
…
Rong Tianshen responded to Rong Yuheng's words and looked down at the document again.
Rong Yuheng stood beside him without speaking, his eyes wandered aimlessly on the mahogany table... Suddenly, he stopped in one place.
Next to Rong Tianshen's computer is a small potted plant with deciduous green branches and a small photo frame behind it.
There was a photo of the two in the frame, it was Rong Tianshen and Wen Qin.
Rong Yuheng's heart seemed to be slammed by something, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
bang,
Rong Tianshen sensed the former's gaze, and reached out and snapped the photo frame back to the table. He sternly said, "What are you looking at!"
Rong Yuheng pursed his lips, "Man, your name is duplicity."
Rong Tianshen became angry, snorted heavily, and threw the photo frame into the trash basket beside his feet with his backhand - bang.
"Forgot to throw it away."
Rong Yuheng's eyes widened instantly, he couldn't believe it! How can a large scallop do this
He is angry! ! !
He stopped finding his way to each other! !
He was beaten again!
There was a trace of tears in Rong Yuheng's eyes, and he forcefully said, "Why did you throw it away! This is a photo of you and your mother. Even if you take it, you can't throw it away!"
Rong Tianshen's face was written with "unkindness and ignorance", "If you throw it away, you will throw it away. I forgot it before, but you just reminded me."
Rong Yuheng was so angry that tears rolled in his eyes, his little chest heaved a few times, paused for five or six seconds, then turned around and walked out the door, "I'm going back."
Rong Tianshen behind him did not speak. Rong Yuheng opened the office door and stepped out, then took the door behind him—
With a click and a click, the tongue of the door lock snapped twice on the latch.
It took about ten seconds.
A big moist eye suddenly appeared between the crack of the open door, looking into the door secretly...
Rong Tianshen in the office didn't know at all, he froze for a moment with a stern face, then bent down and picked up the photo frame from the trash basket, and wiped it with his palm, as if relieved.
Rong Yuheng, who was peeping in the crack of the door, had a soft light in his eyes:
He knew that Rong Tianshen was still reluctant. This man clearly still has his mother in his heart, but he is stubborn and refuses to...
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
I saw Rong Tianshen tear open the shutter behind the photo frame, and pour out three or four bank cards from it, "..."
Rong Tianshen's face showed a trace of reluctance and happiness for the rest of his life, "I almost forgot the card that was hidden back then. Fortunately, it was a garbage basket that I threw away, and I can still pick it up."
Rong Yuheng's pupils shrank instantly outside the crack of the door—
It's for private money! ! ! And it's the same "black under the lights"!
Should he say that he is worthy of being a father and son, his ideas are exactly the same!
Rong Yuheng was about to go back to condemn the former's actions, when Rong Tianshen opened the drawer by his hand and put the photo frame with only the two of them left.
Rong Yuheng's hand that held the doorknob was withdrawn. He stood at the door for a moment, then turned to leave.
…
The elevator goes down to the lobby on the first floor.
Just as there was a "ding" from the elevator door, and before it was fully opened, Rong Yuheng heard a commotion in the lobby—yin Yin was on the other side of the living room.
His heart tightened, and before he stepped out of the elevator door, he heard a familiar voice penetrate the entire hall, majestic and angry,
"How can you bully a junior high school student!!!"
"..." Rong Yuheng paused and looked up.
In the living room, Xunguang was shrinking pitifully behind his eldest brother Rong Congyan, a small group was shaking, and in front of the two was a terrified manager.
Rong Yuheng spent about two or three seconds thinking about the connection between the "junior high school student" in Rong Congyan's mouth and the Zaan horse hunter he knew.
Then he saw Xunguang hugging his weak lotus and bringing rain, "Uncle, I really came here with brother Xiaoheng~"
Rong Yuheng instantly realized:
Oh... Xunguang is also here to play cosplay.
The author has something to say: Wen Zezhen: Today is the media performance.
Rong Tianshen: I played my son today.
Rong Yuheng: I played my father today.
Xunguang: Today I played Brother Rong Go.
Rong Congyan (still angry): How can you bully a junior high school student! ! !