newbobooks Chapter 20 Thinking Every Day
Chapter 20 Thinking Every Day
Meng Qinghan doesn't recall the past often, of course it's not because she's so optimistic that she keeps looking forward, but because she doesn't bother to bother.
She forgot a lot of things with Zhong Yisheng, some of which were due to her bad memory, and also related to the shrinkage of her brain after being controlled by the plot in the past year.
What can be remembered is very deep.
She studied media, and her freshman year was full, and she joined the Meng Group as an intern in her sophomore year, and started to do IP operations by herself.
It can be regarded as catching up with the era when content is king. She took a wave of dividends and soon opened a first-generation MCN company. Several Internet celebrities she promoted ended up making dramas and movies. She took advantage of this to invest in several small productions This drama is a test of the waters.
This kind of traffic delivery mode has never been done before, probably because the disdain chain in the film and television industry is too serious. Many people want to make money but don’t know how to adapt it. They look down on the popular traffic on the Internet and lose fans.
She made a lot of money and soon broke away from the Meng family.
At that time, because of Zhong Yisheng's kindness for saving her, she paid a lot of attention to her.
After the Zhong family was in crisis, she came to visit.
Naturally, he didn't want to help Zhong Donglin. Zhong Donglin looked insensitive, but his eyes hidden under a pair of glasses were full of shrewdness, not a good old thing.
She hated him not only because of his character, but also because of his neglect of Zhong Yisheng.
Before she went, she gave herself some psychological training. If Zhong Yisheng wanted her to help, she would be willing to hesitate.
It's just that she still thinks highly of Zhong Donglin. He actually pushed all the risks of the Zhong family to Zhong Yisheng. Just because Mrs. Zhong left her assets to Zhong Yisheng, he felt that Zhong Yisheng could bear the losses of a group.
Meng Qinghan didn't know Zhong Yisheng very well, and she didn't know what standpoint she should use to help Zhong Yisheng.
That day when Zhong Yisheng opened the door and saw her, there was a rippling in his pupils, which were as pale as glass, but there was no other reaction.
She welcomed her in as if she were a regular guest.
Her hands were wet and slender, with bony wrists.
The technique of making tea is particularly good.
To be able to cook tea in such a calm manner, probably has a lot of practice.
She swallowed her words of comfort intact.
After a while, Zhong Yisheng went to answer the phone.
She felt awkward sitting like this, and turned on the TV without authorization, but she didn't expect a few cats licking their fur to suddenly appear on the screen.
Zhong Yisheng came back soon, and seeing the situation in the living room, his cheeks seemed to turn crimson.
Meng Qinghan explained: "This is what I drove."
Zhong Yisheng said: "I was watching just now, and I turned it off because I was afraid you would laugh."
"........."
Meng Qinghan: "Do you like cats?"
Zhong Yisheng shook his head lightly: "Unzip."
Unzip?Meng Qinghan raised one eyebrow.
That day, Meng Qinghan, who was going to send help and warmth... took Zhong Yisheng to watch the wood-cutting video all afternoon.
Meng Qinghan tried hard to recall Zhong Yisheng that day, and found that apart from the scent of sandalwood on her body and the blush in her ears when she leaned over, there was only the brilliant Huoshaoyun on the way home.
The two of them are really weird, as if each other's loneliness always diverges from time.
When she was in the limelight, Zhong Yisheng was burdened with a lot of mess.
When she went bankrupt, Zhong Yi became famous in City A.
The swing of the curtains gradually weakened, and the sound of the wind outside slowed down.
Meng Qinghan called Zhong Yisheng's name several times, the dense night engulfed the worry in her tone and diluted it into ordinary words.
Zhong Yisheng opened his eyes, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
She was stunned for half a minute, and her eyes stopped on Meng Qinghan's face.
"How did you get down?"
Her voice was dull, the state of waking from a nightmare.
Meng Qinghan measured her forehead: "Why are you sleeping here? Did you notice the low fever?"
Zhong Yisheng staggered slightly to avoid her hand.
Meng Qinghan was nervous and didn't notice.
"I... couldn't sleep upstairs, so I came down." Zhong Yisheng's voice was already nasal.
Meng Qinghan: "It's not easy to sleep in the room, so you can fall asleep here?"
Zhong Yisheng nodded.
"..."
Fine.
Meng Qinghan sighed: "Sooner or later you have to go to the hospital and go to sleep?"
Zhong Yisheng hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head.
She said: "Shexi will rain continuously for a month at this time of year..."
Meng Qinghan suddenly remembered what Jiang Chengyi had told her, that Zhong Yisheng was not in good condition when he was sent to Shexi, and seemed to have left a shadow.
That's right, a girl who is regarded as a daughter by everyone, she can't even say that she is not doing well.
Everyone told her that she was very happy.Everyone thought she had never had a rough time.
So, when did she find out that what other people thought was a big lie?
Will it be painful when she finds out.
Meng Qinghan pulled a blanket around her, "Go up and wait for me, may I get you some ginger soup?"
Zhong Yisheng paused, and suddenly raised his head.
Meng Qinghan flicked her slightly messy hair, "Do you want me to sleep with you?"
"I think about it every day." Zhong Yisheng seemed to have two pills of quicksilver embedded in his eye sockets, revealing a thick and bright color.
The night was as short as ever.
The moonlight is more pleasant than ever.
In the next few days, Meng Qinghan didn't let Zhong Yisheng go to work. She helped to deal with many things, and she would ask Secretary Yang to send the documents that needed to be signed to the villa quickly.
Everyone else in the company was busy guessing, but Sun Yue felt it was hard.
He suddenly discovered... Going around, Meng Qinghan became his boss once again.
...Damn it!
Can't get rid of it?
He was thinking about giving Meng Qinghan a bad start, and planned to organize an impromptu meeting, the topic of which was to discuss how to reduce meetings in the future and——the absurd thing that assistants replace the boss's work.
Several ministers in the meeting room took turns staring at him for a few minutes, especially those in the animation group who were more rebellious and bored with this kind of boring meeting. Not long after, a beating voice sounded in the meeting room:
— Hurry up, the waiting flowers are all gone!
Sun Yue almost turned his back in anger, because someone was fighting the landlord during the meeting!
He patted the table and said angrily, "What occasion is this! Can you be serious?"
That voice sounded again.
"........."
The director of animation IP has been dissatisfied with his arrogant behavior for a long time, and directly said: "Director Sun, Ms. Meng will help you share your affairs, but we don't have them. Everyone is very busy, please let me go? The boss is sick, and the family members... Ms. Meng will help with the company's affairs, is it against the law?"
Sun Yue was about to die of anger: "I came to you to ask your opinions. Since you stand so firm, why are you here?"
"I just came here to fight the landlord for a while, that's enough, I'm leaving, there are a lot of things over there."
…………
The conference room was soon empty, and Sun Yue was in a daze for a long time.
How could this group of guys have such hard wings! ! !
Before he could recover, his assistant came to tell him that Meng Qinghan had something to ask him.
Coincidentally, Sun Yue also had something to talk to her about.
As soon as he entered the office, Meng Qinghan said, "Xiao Sun, if you are free, buy me a spinning top."
Xiao Sun: "..."
Sun Yue was stunned: "Are you talking to me?"
Meng Qinghan lifted up from a pile of documents: "Is there a third person here?"
Sun Yue became even more angry: "I don't have time!"
Meng Qinghan said: "Hey, I see that you have a lot of time, and you can hold small meetings in private. How much time can you waste by buying a spinning top?"
Sun Yue is also cheap, insisting on talking too much, "Why do you want a spinning top!"
Meng Qinghan sent the compiled data sheet to Zhong Yisheng, and gave him a look: "Then I can't smoke you, can I?"
"???"
"........."
After Sun Yue came out of the office with a disheveled face, he saw the assistant sending a message with a smile. He was so angry, "I want coffee! What do you eat?"
The assistant's eyelids twitched, and he quickly made a cup of coffee.
Sun Yue originally planned to suppress the fire with coffee, but was once again danced by the bitter five senses.
"How many times do I have to say that! Whole sugar!!! Can't you understand people?"
Sun Yue was a little panicked, could it be that he and Meng Qinghan really clashed?
The assistant blinked innocently: "Eh? But last time you asked me to make a cup of this for Miss Meng... I thought you liked it..."
Sun Yue suddenly became tired, "Go and do your thing."
After the assistant left, he opened WeChat, found a master he added last time, and sent a message:
[Five hundred is five hundred, quickly calculate my recent fortune. 】
The other party replied in seconds: [Go to the small shop and place fifty orders of mahogany swords before counting your fortune. 】
Sun Yue: 【...It was not used last time! 】
The other party replied: [Last time you were a newcomer, the price is familiar, and the old man is also familiar with this. 】
Sun Yue:......Damn capitalism! ! !
Zhong Yisheng only had a low-grade fever and she recovered soon, but after Meng Qinghan took her to the hospital for an examination, the doctor told her solemnly, "You need a long vacation."
You can't ruin your body because you are young. It is best to take a break, go out for a trip, and relax your mind.
Zhong Yisheng didn't go to the company for a week, and Meng Qinghan would send her the necessary data and documents every day, and she would count the major events that required her to make decisions before telling her, she didn't need much thought.
Seems like a rare vacation.
But not long after, the organizer of the last business banquet called Tezhu Sun, saying that their road trip variety show would start filming in December, and hoped that Zhong Yisheng could spare the schedule.
Special Assistant Sun checked her arrangements for the second half of the year, "This year our focus is on the film and television projects, and Mr. Zou and the others are watching over the other parts. You can rest assured. I took a look. You need to talk to Zou at the beginning of December. We always go to South Africa for inspection together, and there is no itinerary after that.”
Zhong Yisheng is a flying guest, and the shooting cycle will not be very long, seven days at most.
She asked where she was traveling, and a road map was sent over there, which was the Qinghai-Tibet line.
It will pass She Creek.
As soon as Meng Qinghan stepped into the house, she smelled the mellow tea smell.
She came in only to find that Zhong Yisheng was frying tea by himself.
The smell filled the tip of the nose, and it smelled very good.
She quietly sat beside her.
Zhong Yisheng was wearing home clothes and had a bun on his head. He looked like a college student who hadn't been repaired by society.
The years have given her the few favors, and she has no deepness that has been honed by Qianfan, and she is clean from the beginning to the end.
Meng Qinghan suddenly remembered that she had just patted like a dolphin on the shallows of the business world, and she had already smelt of copper uncontrollably.
There are always people who want to keep the bright moments of youthful agitation thousands of times, but they end up with nothing, while some people inadvertently keep the original purity.
Zhong Yisheng made a cup of tea.
Meng Qinghan looked at the steaming mist, "Why do you have the same hobbies as the old man?"
Zhong Yisheng smiled slightly: "Cooking tea can calm the mind."
Meng Qinghan laughed: "How old are you, do you need to meditate? If this goes on like this, I'm afraid that you will become enlightened and ascend to the top."
Zhong Yisheng: "..."
She said, "Try it, is it delicious? The water was brought from the wetland."
Meng Qinghan picked up the small teacup, and the small green buds floated on the water.
After taking a small sip, the fatigue of the day was relieved.She said: "The craftsmanship is really good."
Zhong Yisheng wanted to say, if you like, I can make tea for you every day in the future.
Meng Qinghan said: "Just drink it with abalone and lobster, it will taste better, right?"
"…………"
Zhong Yisheng imagined that scene for a while, and a trace of resistance appeared on his face: "I haven't tried it, but... Try not to."
Meng Qinghan found out that teasing her is really fun.
Zhong Yisheng realized later, also realized that she was joking, and began to feel embarrassed.
After pondering for a long time, she asked, "Is someone in the company making things difficult for you?"
Meng Qinghan put down her teacup and complained: "That Sun Yue, he has such a loud voice, it scares me so much."
"..." Zhong Yi said: "When the process of this drama is finished, I will transfer him outside."
Meng Qinghan said, "Why didn't you fire him?"
Forgive her for her indifference, Sun Yue's temper is too bad, if no one took him seriously, he would have suffered a mental illness from his abuse.
Zhong Yisheng said: "Several blockbuster dramas produced by the company before are still receiving advertisements one after another, and the platform is all docked with Sun Yue, so we can't change people for a while."
With such an explanation, Meng Qinghan understood.
She has always put money above everything else, just like Zhong Fanyin's dead giant baby, she hates him so much, she still puts him in the crew to extract traffic.
In general, interests come first.He was able to drain the audience for the entire crew before leaving the stage, which is considered a merit.
She got up: "I'm going to take off my makeup first."
Zhong Yisheng nodded.
In fact, there is another reason for not expelling Sun Yue.
When Meng Qinghan just went bankrupt, Sun Yue asked her for help in private, asking her to help Meng Qinghan tide over the difficulties.Meng Qinghan's partners at the time all ran away, but he persisted for more than half a month.
The current tolerance for him is mainly to repay this love.Although he would help her even if he didn't mention it, the affection still needs to be repaid. She can't let Meng Qinghan owe others anything for no reason.
Sun Yue's misunderstanding of Meng Qinghan all came from the decadence of this year.
This matter cannot be explained publicly, she can only find another way.
Meng Qinghan walked to the stairs, and suddenly poked her head again: "I saw Jiang Mi's circle of friends today. She hasn't finished her thesis yet, why did she go to Feixun for an internship?"
Fetion Video and Zhong’s Orange TV are competing products, but in the past few years, the two have tacitly started a coexistence mode. The main content is different, and the audience group also has certain differences. Orange TV is for all ages to watch. Idol dramas and variety shows are deeply tied to current artists, and Star Studio has more cooperation with Feixun.
Jiang Mi's postgraduate study is also a film and television-related major, and Feixun is the first choice for an internship.
Zhong Yi said: "Damn it."
"..."
"..."
Jiang Chengzhi who had just entered the door: "?"
He hadn't accepted that Ms. Zhong, who had always been calm and gentle, was slurring her mouth. A gust of wind passed in front of him, and Meng Qinghan came to Zhong Yisheng as quickly as if she had stepped on a hot wheel.
Jiang Chengyi saw afterimages.
"?"
Zhong Yisheng stared blankly at the face close at hand, took a deep breath, and added a serious extension: "Her mother forced her."
Only then did Meng Qinghan's tense nerves relax, "Well, she hasn't contacted me recently, I don't know what's going on, she seems to be angry with me."
Zhong Yisheng is not good at telling the truth.
Last time Jiang Xueci told her that Jiang Mi believed that her pig illness had something to do with Meng Qinghan, so she was waiting for Meng Qinghan's apology.
Meng Qinghan went upstairs muttering.
Mrs. Zhang arranged the dishes and helped remove the tea frying utensils.
Zhong Yisheng was about to prepare the recipe for tomorrow when he suddenly received a call from Zhong Yueming.
She hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway.
Zhong Yueming is still in the hospital, one is hiding from Zhong Donglin, because Zhong Donglin has been urging her to give Zhong Fanyin public relations, she is too lazy to respond, and the other is that she bought too many drafts, and she is backlash, and now the navy can't hold back , Many people are speculating that she is going to kill Zhong Yisheng, and they also say that Zhong's film industry has nothing to do with the Zhong family, it is Zhong Yisheng's own efforts.
Although it is true, if she doesn't admit it, then it's not!
Not only these, but also the fake wild star... It is now on the tail of the trending search.
The independent illegitimate woman she had managed to market with great difficulty was about to collapse.
"Are you very proud now?"
Zhong Yueming's tone of voice was a bit vicious.
Her hatred for Zhong Yisheng was not clear, but it was outrageously deep.
Zhong Yisheng asked calmly, "What's the matter with you?"
"Where's Meng Qinghan?"
"at home."
at home……
She called the place where other people were imprisoned home.
Zhong Yueming sneered: "Do you think she likes you because she doesn't make trouble now? Zhong Yisheng, wake up, how many years have you known her, besides me, who has she treated favorably? She only has money in her eyes, and she is only for your money! "
Zhong Yisheng said softly: "She likes it, I happen to have it, and I'm willing to give it to her."
Zhong Yueming was speechless.
Too many strange things happened recently, she thought she was very adaptable, but hearing this, she still felt a numbness in her spine.
All the love for the past year has been given to her... like a dream, a lot of things have been out of her control lately.
"Are you okay? She is clearly using you! I heard that she is helping you in the company now? Is she helping you? She is trying to swallow Zhong, Shengsheng, you forgot how bad she was to you in the past ? Do you want to repeat the same mistakes?"
Zhong Yisheng: "What's mine is hers."
Zhong Yueming was tired of persuading her, she swore that she had said so many things to Zhong Yisheng over the years, but today they were all from the bottom of her heart: "She has an impure mind!"
Zhong Yisheng still said quietly: "I like those with impure thoughts."
Zhong Yueming: "..."
At this moment, she actually felt that these two people were a match made in heaven, they were both hopelessly stupid!
Jiang Chengyi was trembling beside him.
Every time Zhong Yueming made a phone call, Zhong Yisheng would feel sad, and he felt distressed just looking at it.
Although the atmosphere at home has improved recently, Meng Qinghan's attitude has changed drastically, and she still cares about Zhong Yisheng's body, but...he is a person with a criminal record and cannot be trusted.
He is always ready to drive Meng Qinghan away.
It's just... Zhong Yisheng, who answered the phone today, is not right.
Not only was there no sense of depression, but there was a hint of joy hidden between his brows.
How is this going?
The world is indeed very fantasy recently, isn't it?
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