Tang Zhou was awakened.
A scream in the living room ripped him out of his sleep.
Someone whispered: "Don't wake him up!"
Tang Zhou's ears were good, and he could hear his voice even if he lowered his voice. He couldn't sleep, so he opened the door in his pajamas, and saw Ai Mo confronting Fu Shen with a pot of green plants.
When they saw him, they both looked over.
Tang Zhou glanced at Fu Shen lightly, "What are you doing here?"
As soon as he woke up, the youth's locks of hair were twisted up mischievously, and those beautiful eyes were half-closed, lazy and precious.
Fu Shen's eyes slid across his collarbone, and said calmly, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"
Tang Zhou yawned gracefully and muttered, "It's too early. Just get some."
"it is good."
The tall and handsome assistant turned around and entered the kitchen, without giving Ai Mo the slightest look.
Tang Zhou put on his slippers and went to the bathroom, Ai Mo followed with bright eyes, gossip: "Boss, is he your boyfriend?"
Tang Zhou almost sprayed his face.
"Which eye did you see?"
"I can see both of them!" As a comrade, Ai Mo is also a creative writer, and he is quite confident in his own acuity. "Even if it is not, it will be soon."
"… "
Tang Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to him. Ai Mo's inconsistency last night was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and his words could be ignored.
Seeing that Tang Zhou was ignoring him after washing, Ai Mo had to swallow his arguments and go back to the bathroom in his room.
The unknown handsome guy looked at Tang Zhou clearly, something was wrong.
Limited by the ingredients, the breakfast is very simple.
Tang Zhou got a glass of milk, a few slices of bread, and a fried egg.
Ai Mo looked at Tang Zhou's dinner plate, then looked at the tablecloth in front of him, and said pitifully, "Isn't mine..."
Fu Shen ignored him.
He is Tang Zhou's assistant and only serves Tang Zhou alone.
Tang Zhou took a sip of milk, "Can you cook noodles? There is some dried noodles at home."
"Okay!" Aimo happily ran to the kitchen.
Only Tang Zhou and Fu Shen were left in the restaurant.
Fu Shen couldn't hold back, "Who is he?"
"Ai Mo, a small screenwriter." Tang Zhou's slightly round eyes suddenly curled up like a cat that stole the fish, "I plan to invest in his script."
After talking about something, he turned on his phone and prepared to contact Lu Ye. The Lu family is involved in the entertainment, film and television industry. For this kind of thing, he is definitely not as capable as an industry giant as a self-employed person.
Just as he was about to call out, Lu Ye called in ahead of him.
"Tang Zhou, I heard you beat your dad, what happened?" His voice sounded tired.
Tang Zhou swallowed a mouthful of bread, "Let's not talk about that. I happened to be looking for you on something."
"I have something to tell you, are you at home? I'll take Xiaoyuan to find you."
There was something wrong with Lu Ye's tone, Tang Zhou was stunned, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
After hanging up the phone, I heard Fu Shen ask again, "Then why does he live here?"
"Ah?" Tang Zhou didn't quite understand why Fu Shen was so concerned about this matter, "I met him last night, and he was homeless."
Fu Shen: "..." Are you so unsuspecting of a stranger? And also made up his mind on what script to invest in.
My heart was a little blocked, like a sackcloth stuck in my throat.
"Do you know who he is, so bring him back?" The fist under the tablecloth was clenched, and Fu Shen frowned, "Do you need to be careful about investing?"
Tang Zhou said in his heart: Of course I know that it is a dark horse at the box office, and it is worth investing in just like you.
He looked at Fu Shen's expression carefully, "Are you angry?"
"No."
Tang Zhou: "..." I'm afraid the uncle is not here.
Just as he was about to take care of his assistant's mental health, the doorbell rang.
Lu Ye came so quickly
He moved his feet, Fu Shen had already stood up, "I'll go, you eat."
OK.
To be honest, Fu Shen's skill in frying eggs is really good.
He ate an omelette, and when he saw Fu Shen holding a large courier in the living room, he couldn't help but ask, "What did you buy?"
Fu Shen took the scissors from the locker familiarly and glanced at him with a smile, "It's a puppet bear."
Tang Zhou: "Oh."
He almost forgot, they sent a bear back in Fancheng.
Putting down his chopsticks, Tang Zhou's slippers ran over, waiting for Fu Shen to cut the packaging bag open, then quickly grabbed the bear's two round arms and dragged him into his arms.
He had his eye on this bear that day, and it was a reward for winning with archery. It was very meaningful. He couldn't hold back for a while, and rubbed his head against the bear's stomach. He was about to take a good breath, but Fu Shen snatched it away.
"What?" Tang Zhou was puzzled.
He has no image in front of Fu Shen for a long time, what's wrong with sucking a bear
Fu Shen took a stern look and said, "It's been in the shop for an unknown number of days. There must be a lot of dust on it, and it's not clean."
Bears have nothing to hold, and they won't warm the bed.
Tang Zhou thought about it too, "What a pity."
The young man's beautiful eyes stuck to the puppet bear reluctantly, Fu Shen couldn't help softening his heart and coughed lightly, "It's okay to touch it, don't suck."
Tang Zhou nodded, reached out and carried the bear into the bedroom, stuffing it in the empty closet.
When he came out, Fu Shen had already cleaned up the rubbish and was taking his leftover plate to the kitchen.
Ai Mo was lying on the side of the table eating noodles, looking at Tang Zhou and smiling.
His ex-boyfriend was not so virtuous.
Boss Tang is really a winner in life, which makes people envious and hateful.
Tang Zhou didn't know the little Jiujiu in his heart, and said, "I will have a friend come over later. If you can talk about it in the film and television industry, your script must be corrected as soon as possible."
"Hmm!" Aimer's eyes lit up when he mentioned the script.
He feels that he is very lucky to meet someone who can appreciate his script when he is most helpless.
There are many, many ideas in his head that need to be written down urgently.
After Ai Mo finished eating the noodles, Lu Ye happened to lead Qiao Yuan over.
Both of them looked bad.
Lu Ye was tired and haggard, and Qiao Yuan was an eggplant beaten by frost, and the whole thing was wilted.
"Who is he?" Lu Ye asked when he saw Ai Mo who was sitting upright, and when he saw Fu Shen coming out of the kitchen, his expression changed again, "Why is he here?"
Tang Zhou leaned on the sofa, ignoring his shock, and said lightly, "Tell me about me first."
Lu Ye: "..." Are you sure you want to talk about the violent beating of your father in front of two outsiders
He thought that Tang Zhou was going to discuss this matter with him, but he heard Tang Zhou say: "You have a film and television company under your family, can you be the master?"
Lu Ye nodded, "Yes."
He is the only heir to the Lu family, which is still a bit of a weight.
"I want to cooperate with you." Tang Zhou glanced at the sluggish Qiao Yuan, "You should understand his situation now, you are the heir of the Lu family, and you have some weight, but whether you can be convincing or not depends on your credit and performance. ."
Lu Ye's expression gradually became solemn, "What is the cooperation?"
"Invest in a movie." Tang Zhou introduced, "This is the screenwriter Ai Mo. The script is good and worth a try."
"I believe your vision," Lu Ye wondered, "but why do you want to cooperate with me?"
After all, Tang Zhou was not short of money at all.
Tang Zhou smiled, "The film and television industry is very deep, and it is not just about money to complete a film. This line of film and television companies is professional, and I am only responsible for capital contributions and dividends."
As for the crew, announcements and other matters, he didn't have the time to take care of them.
Lu Ye can't wait to take power now, and of course he won't give up this opportunity, "I have to read the script first."
"Row."
In a few words, the cooperation was finalized. Ai Mo was shocked and delighted to watch it. He didn't care how much money he could get. As long as his script could be put on the big screen, he would be satisfied.
While thinking about the future, someone suddenly patted his head.
Ai Mo turned his head, "Huh?"
Tang Zhou withdrew his hand, "Why are you in a daze. You said last night that you were kicked out by the landlord, where are your personal belongings?"
The handsome boy said embarrassedly, "The landlord chased me, but I haven't moved yet."
"I'll advance you a little money, go back first, leave a phone number, and contact you when the time comes." Tang Zhou exchanged contact information with him and transferred the money with his mobile phone.
Ai Mo's eyes immediately turned red.
Although he is carefree on the surface, he is actually very sensitive. After working alone for so long, this is the first time he has received kindness.
Although he had an interest relationship with Tang Zhou, Tang Zhou prevented him from committing suicide last night because of pure kindness. And when others mocked his script, only Tang Zhou gave him support.
Ai Mo was not hypocritical, he accepted Tang Zhou's kindness generously, sniffed his nose, and showed a bright smile: "I will correct the script!"
He must live up to Tang Zhou's expectations!
When Ai Mo disappeared outside the door, Tang Zhou raised his chin and nodded to Qiao Yuan, "What happened to him?"
Lu Ye glanced at Fu Shen, who knew that Fu Shen didn't look at him at all.
"He's like this, it's probably related to President Qiao." Seeing that Lu Ye didn't refute, Tang Zhou knew that he was right, and continued, "Since it's related to President Qiao, Fu Shen is not an outsider."
He thought about it, Lu Ye, Qiao Yuan and Fu Shen didn't have any deep hatred, they just had different positions.
The dispute over positions can be resolved.
They have a common enemy - Qiao Chengan.
In the dream, what Fu Shen did was full of courage. He has no companions, no allies, only a loneliness. If it wasn't for his tough tactics, Qiao Cheng'an would have killed him long ago.
Tang Zhou admired him from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time did not want to see Lu Ye and Qiao Yuan repeat the same mistakes.
Some sores are better treated early than later.
Lu Ye struggled for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything about refusal. He sat on the sofa and said dejectedly: "Xiao Yuan has been like this since he saw Mr. Qiao and his secretary last night. We came back overnight."
"Then you come to me?"
Lu Ye said helplessly, "It's no use trying to comfort me. I want to come and talk to you."
He really had no choice and dared not let such Qiao Yuan go home.
Tang Zhou's eyes fell on Qiao Yuan's delicate and fair face. The short chestnut hair that was once vigorous and shiny was now limply drooping on both sides of his cheeks, as if he had lost his soul.
"What did you tell him?" he asked Lu Ye.
Lu Ye said blankly, "What else can I say?"
Did he have anything to say other than comfort
Tang Zhou thought for a while and decided to take the next powerful medicine.
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