Chu Kanglin confirmed in the following year that he had transferred to another district to be the president in charge, and promoted Xie Meng to the position of department manager before leaving. Other colleagues in the company opened champagne for the two to celebrate in the evening, and Xie Meng also received a large bouquet of flowers.
"You can't escape this meal." Chu Kanglin clinked glasses with him with a smile: "I wish you a successful career."
Xie Meng said sincerely: "Thank you, President Chu."
Chu Kanglin patted him on the shoulder, and after drinking for a while, he asked, "Wait for someone to pick you up?"
"Well." Xie Meng held the flower in his hand, and he glanced at the time on the phone: "My friend is here to pick me up."
Chu Kanglin: "Waiting for you at the gate of the community that day?"
Xie Meng was stunned for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he replied, "Yes."
Chu Kanglin laughed: "You two have a good relationship."
Ji Qinyang was sitting in the car talking on the phone. When he saw Xie Meng come out of the building, he frowned and said, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, I have something else to do."
There was a lot of chatter on the other end of the phone, and Ji Qinyang hung up the phone without listening carefully.
He saw the flower in Xie Meng's hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who gave it?"
Because of drinking, Xie Meng's face was a little red: "From my colleagues, you open the trunk."
Ji Qinyang pressed the button behind the car door, and the moment the trunk opened, a dozen balloons flew out.
"..." Xie Meng's expression was a little unbearable.
Ji Qinyang held the car door and smiled: "Congratulations on the promotion, Mr. Xie."
Xie Meng bent down and put the flowers in, and before getting in the car, he reached out and rubbed the back of Ji Qinyang's head: "Thank you."
"Don't you like balloons?" Ji Qinyang fastened his seat belt.
Xie Meng glanced at him helplessly: "Are you kidding?"
Ji Qinyang didn't speak, he hummed a song and took out a balloon from the back seat.
Xie Meng Fu forehead: "Forgive me."
Ji Qinyang pushed the balloon in front of him, and Xie Meng discovered that there was a small box tied underneath.
"?" Xie Meng held the box suspiciously in his hand: "What surprise are you doing?"
Ji Qinyang started the accelerator, and he leaned over to kiss Xie Meng's face while he was shifting gears: "After the balloon is released, it's a marriage proposal. It's not always like this in the movie."
Xie Meng: "..."
On the way back, Ji Qinyang's cell phone kept ringing, Xie Meng watched it several times and couldn't help reminding: "Would you like to pick it up?"
Ji Qinyang glanced at it and said indifferently, "It's not a big deal, I'll talk about it when I go back."
Xie Meng didn't ask any more questions when he saw how easy he said. When the two got home, Ji Qinyang didn't rush up.
"There may be something wrong with the band." Ji Qinyang put his hand on the car window: "You go up first, don't open the box, wait for me to come back."
Xie Meng kissed him: "I see, go and come back quickly."
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, night scenes were still being filmed on the stage.
After taking a photo of Zheng Ming, he sat on the far side and went to his Weibo. The assistant followed him and watched him like all the posts on Weibo named Xiong Baobao. It was not enough to click once. It took him a while. Cancel them all and click again.
"..." Assistant: "Are you brushing your presence?"
Zheng Ming nodded honestly: "Yes."
Different from the superbly skilled acting on the screen, Zheng Ming is completely the opposite type in real life, but because his appearance is too deceptive, so far only the agent and the assistant who has been with him for eight years have understood it.
"If you really like him, go after him." The assistant persuaded earnestly: "You are so famous now, what are you afraid of? You can fight for your acting skills, and you can resist the box office. After your eight years of debut, you have never had any scandals. What else can stop you? You, God!"
Zheng Ming sat there silently without making a sound, and he continued to praise back and forth.
assistant:"… "
The homepage of Baby Bear's Weibo is all about the micro-movies he has made in recent years. He already has tens of thousands of fans. He is preparing a relatively large film recently. The other party is naturally nervous as the chief director for the first time. He filmed some on the set. Bits and pieces are put on Weibo, and there are many fans cheering and encouraging comments below.
"Baby! You must be fine! We all support you!"
"Eat more food, baby, so that you can have the strength to make movies."
"Baby, let's bring you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"
The baby bear replied under this one: "I want to eat twice-cooked pork rice bowls, five bowls in a big pot."
"..." Zheng Ming read this Weibo back and forth many times, and finally said to his assistant, "Do you have the phone number of xx restaurant?"
"Why." The assistant looked at the other party with a wary expression on her face. She thought that Zheng Ming wanted to order a late night snack. She joked that the actor in this movie was a mental patient. What should I do if I got fat in the middle of the night? !
Zheng Ming: "I'm going to order five large bowls of twice-cooked pork dumplings over rice and send them to Director Xiong."
assistant:"… "
When Ji Qinyang arrived at the hospital, Biscuit was hiding in the corner with a mask on. Ji Qinyang, who he saw first, whispered excitedly, "Brother Yang!"
"What's the matter?" Ji Qinyang walked over, and Biscuit almost cried when he saw him: "Qian Mo, he, he... Wen Tao drank too much, so he just fought with people, got into a fight... "
Ji Qinyang pressed the top of the biscuit's head: "Calm down, speak slowly, what's going on."
Biscuit took a deep breath and took a long time to clear things up. It turned out that Ji Qinyang spent a lot of money and contacts to help the band win a place in a certain competition last month. He planned to make the whole band officially debut in one go, but Biscuit The so-called uncle saw that the band was doing well, and he fooled Qian Mo into quitting the band and signing a solo career with an entertainment company. He didn't know what the other party had listed. There was no news from Qian Mo since today, so he didn't dare. He had a direct showdown with Ji Qinyang and negotiated with Wen Tao at night. As a result, Wen Tao was angry and had a conflict with the people led by Qian Mo in the bar.
Ji Qinyang finished listening to the whole thing with a cold face, he suppressed his anger, and said firmly: "Qian Mo wants to go solo, let him go solo, it's not that the lead singer can't be found, there are still a few months left. The preparation time is enough for the competition. If the paparazzi finds out about the fight, the road I paved before will be all in vain, have you thought about it?"
Biscuits murmured and dared not speak. Ji Qinyang thought about it and asked him, "Give me your uncle's phone number and I'll negotiate."
Biscuit hurriedly flipped through the address book to find the number. Ji Qinyang waited for a while with his arms closed and his eyes closed. He suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.
Xie Meng made himself a cup of coffee. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room. In the CD player, there was a personal music disc that Ji Qinyang had engraved to him. When the disc was about to end, the phone beside him suddenly lit up.
Ji Qinyang's text message was not very long: "Wen Tao drank too much and was hospitalized with gastric perforation. I'm with me. I may not be back tonight."
Xie Meng just wanted to reply when another text message came in: "You go to bed first, don't wait for me."
Xie Meng thought for a while and replied, "Okay, don't be too tired, just squint as long as you can."
Ji Qinyang quickly sent it back: "I know... Good night, I love you, Mr. Xie."
Xie Meng smiled slightly at the text message. He took his clothes and went to take a bath. When he came out, he saw the balloons on the table in the living room. He hesitated for a while and took off the box tied to it.
The box was tightly packed, and it took Xie Meng a while to open it. Inside was a platinum men's ring.