I messed with my ex-husband after amnesia

"Wow, Boss Lu is so handsome."

"With so many male stars, he is really good in it."

"This angle of turning around is especially handsome! It's so handsome!"

"Oh my god, I can't watch it anymore, if I watch it again, I will fall in love."

"Forget it, you, how many numbers can you rank, it's your turn to love."

Early in the morning, Lucheng’s employees were discussing a photo of Lu Shenfei at a charity dinner—Lu Shenfei is not an artist, and of course no media or fans deliberately took pictures of him. Lu Shenfei next to him.

The photos of the stars were circulated on the Internet, and some of Lu Shenfei's photos were deliberately cut out by Lucheng's employees and posted in the work group.

Talking in the group is not enough, and when we arrive at the company, we have to get together to comment.

Everyone's consensus: Boss Lu is no worse than a celebrity.

"This means Mr. Lu didn't make his debut, but he really made his debut..."

"Forget it, an artist is going to be a boss in the end, it's better to be the boss directly."

Earn more, not so much trouble.

"Tsk, yes."

"What are you talking about?" Cong Xu's voice came from behind a group of people.

When everyone saw Cong Xu, they dispersed immediately.

"I'm talking about Boss Lu," someone said, "I say he's handsome."

Glancing at the tablet that Xu Xiang handed over, he saw a few photos of Lu Shenfei, raised his eyebrows, it really was.

Several employees winked.

After Cong Xu left, everyone gathered around again, in a private group without a leader.

[Does Boss Xu's look just now mean there is something going on? 】

[Didn't someone bump into Mr. Lu and Mr. Xu eating in the pedestrian street last time? 】

[These two are really divorced? 】

[Li is definitely divorced, and no one stipulates that they cannot be reconciled. 】

[Then they reconciled? 】

[Who knows. 】

[Anyway, looking at how they get along now, it doesn't look like they were separated at all. 】

[Hey, hey, Boss Lu is here! 】

The group was quiet for a moment, and after a while——

[Go, go, go! 】

[This is going to Teacher Xu's office as soon as I come here! 】

[Look at Mr. Lu recently, is he in good spirits on happy occasions?I have never seen him in such a good mood after making money! 】

[The nourishment of love. 】

【The offering of love. 】

[It's over, I'm going to drink this couple. 】

[Will they remarry just by knocking and knocking? 】

In the office, Cong Xu was also teasing Lu Shenfei who came in.

"Boss Lu was very handsome yesterday."

Lu Shenfei was a little confused. He did go to the charity dinner yesterday. He went, but Cong Xu didn't. Where did the phrase "handsome" come from?

It was only then that I realized that someone might have taken a picture of it.

Lu Shenfei was funny: "The first day you met me? Did you know I'm handsome?"

Cong Xu was speechless: "Don't show your face to me early in the morning."

It has been a while since Lu Shenfei came back from a business trip. Over there, "No Way Back" was being filmed, and here "He Qing Hai Yan" has already figured out some basic ideas.

Just as Congxu thought, costume dramas have a huge market, and it is unrealistic to produce them alone. For costume dramas with high ratings, now almost all major video platforms are the main producers, and they will cooperate with other film and television companies when producing and developing. .

Like the previous "All I Want", it was bought and made by a video platform.

On the one hand, the platform has sufficient capital and risk-taking ability. On the other hand, the platform has already opened up the upstream and downstream of film and television, and has extremely rich resources in all aspects.

If "He Qing Haiyan" is going to be filmed, it is bound to cooperate with the platform and get the support of the platform.

"Next week, on Wednesday, there will be a game. The boss of Xingmang will be here, so we can meet up."

Lu Shenfei came here early in the morning, of course he didn't come to show his face.

Cong Xu didn't expect that what he was going to meet this time would be such a big "card", so he was a little surprised.

Lu Shenfei reminded again: "Wednesday next week."

Before leaving: "The occasion is very formal, remember to order a suit."

Cong Xu's reference dress: "What was the specification of yesterday's charity dinner?"

Lu Shenfei turned around and snapped his fingers: Yes.

Cong Xu is not short of money, but lacks work experience: "LV? Gucci? Order from their store?"

Lu Shenfei had already walked to the door: "I'll come."

The next day, someone from the brand came to the company to measure the size, and walked in and out of the office.

The private group of colleagues started beeping again——

[Isn't that the person with the XX brand size? 】

[What important event do you want to participate in? 】

[Is this worth the fuss?Mr. Lu and Mr. Fei used to order clothes, didn't they all come to the company? 】

[It's different, ever since I started knocking on Lu Xu, when ordering clothes, I wonder if I'm going to remarry and have a wedding. 】

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Two days later, people from the brand came over with accessories for selection.

In the group——

【Look like?Does it look like when you get married and buy a dress and a wedding ring, I ask you if you look like it? 】

In a few days, there will be no one to talk to in the group.

Because another small group was pulled in private.

Group name: Dare to ask Mr. Lu when he will remarry.

A week later, Wednesday night.

Cong Xu followed Lu Shenfei into the elevator.

The dinner was on the top floor of a financial street commercial center.

It is said that it is a salon, a pure bureau, with people from all walks of life, not limited to elites, bosses or executives.

The bigwigs get together and hold a high-end party without any purpose, chatting, making friends, and relaxing.

Congxu participated in this kind of bureau for the first time. When he entered the elevator, he asked himself: He is a book writer, and he is not at home writing manuscripts, so he runs here.

When getting out of the elevator: Come and come, it’s all business.

A salon is also a business.

Otherwise, why do so many elites, big bosses, and all walks of life get together? It's not to make useful contacts.

Congxu seemed out of place in it, because he didn't need connections for his job—one could be a writer if he had connections, and Jiang Zhongluoxue must be better than him.

But Cong Xu has a natural aura.

——"The narrative? The one who wrote XXX? So you are so young."

Xingmang's boss was also very surprised, and felt that he had some face while being surprised: so many drama king ip writers came to meet in person, and it was an occasion like a salon.

"Mr. X, you should be busy first. Don't forget to ask Mr. Xu for my autograph when you're done."

"People are here, you don't know how to speak?"

"What does X always say? You don't have much more face than me."

The boss's face blossomed with joy.

He was in a good mood, and the chat went smoothly, but he hardly talked about "He Qing Hai Yan", only Lu Shenfei mentioned it casually at the beginning, and then the boss chatted with Cong Xu about online articles the whole time.

Thanks to work and Lu Shenfei's blessing, Cong Xu knew that this was not a deliberate change of subject, and he was used to different people's different ways of chatting, so it was no surprise.

The boss wanted to chat, and Congxu followed suit. After the chat, the boss was in a good mood, and finally said to Congxu, "Don't worry, no matter how your book is shot or which one it shoots, every platform will rush to get it."

Cong Xu and Lu Shenfei looked at each other, and seeing Lu Shenfei throwing an "OK" look, he knew that today's trip was not in vain.

"That's all right?" After parting from the boss, Congxu followed Lu Shenfei to the side of the self-service counter, each holding a glass of champagne.

Lu Shenfei explained in a low voice: "There was a movie that exploded before, and the original work was very popular. The boss wanted to invite the writer to dinner on a whim, but was rejected."

"Where Xu Mu's reputation is, you are still willing to take the initiative to come here, and it is in the salon again. With so many people watching, the big boss certainly thinks he has face."

After working for so long, Congxu has figured out some rules: "Is it enough for him to be in a good mood?"

Will Xingmang and Lucheng film "Qinghe Haiyan" together?

Lu Shenfei taught Congxu: "One sentence is enough for some people." It can solve things that many people can't handle.

Cong Xu thought conservatively: "Even if Xingmang is willing to cooperate, if the platform wants to intervene in many things..." such as casting, character design, and plot.

Lu Shenfei taught again: "The general direction is the first, and the details can be pushed slowly. All projects, to a certain level, are multi-party cooperation and game play."

Cong Xu savored these words, felt that this was the truth, and nodded.

The two raised their glasses at the same time and touched each other tacitly.

Cong Xu: "Get rich."

Lu Shenfei: "Get rich."

Looking at each other, Cong Xu felt like laughing.

He said happily: "I used to touch Coke, but now I just switch to wine." It's still champagne, high-end.

Lu Shenfei: "If I can stay 20 years old, I don't mind drinking Coke all the time."

"I mind." Cong Xu smiled, "I never saw so much money when I was 20 years old."

Lu Shenfei was also amused.

Suddenly someone behind him asked, "Boss Lu?"

Lu Shenfei went to socialize.

Cong Xu didn't place an order, and as soon as Lu Shenfei left, there were more people around him.

Cong Xu also started socializing, chatting about himself, books, dramas, or listening to the other party talking about the other party's work, the market situation of a certain industry, chatting and laughing, clinking wine glasses, and finally adding WeChat.

For a moment, Cong Xu felt that these entertainments were nothing more than that, and at the same time he also understood that although these are not necessary for life, they are indeed the reliance of many people for their survival and development.

It's not that the elites are pretending to be coercive, it's that everyone is coerced by these social rules, and if they choose a path, they have to go down.

So Cong Xu doesn't like it, but he definitely doesn't hate these social occasions. He even knows that compared to others, he at least has a way out - he doesn't care about the IP, he can still make money selling the IP, and he can still make money in the Earn achievements and grades while writing.

"Mr. Lu..." Cong Xu came back to his senses, the man in front of him changed the subject and started chatting about Lu Shenfei.

Cong Xu and the man looked not far away.

Lu Shenfei stood tall and still, with one hand in his pocket and the other champagne. He was well-known in this salon, and he was able to do a job with ease.

Then, Congxu heard the man's evaluation of Lu Shenfei: very powerful, well-known in the industry and well-known outside the industry.

"Pity……"

Cong Xu turned his head and looked at the man.

The man laughed: "It's a pity that I'm married. At such a young age, if I'm single, I'll be stared at by so many people. I want to introduce someone to him."

"..." Cong Xu raised his hand and clinked his glasses calmly, not to mention that Boss Lu had already become single again: "Me too."

Man: "Have you met President Lu's husband?"

Congxu deliberately said: "Boss Lu is..." gay.

The man hurriedly said: "Yes, I'm sorry, I thought you knew, but I forgot to mention it just now."

Cong Xu revealed such a sudden surprise.

When they met again after socializing, Congxu smiled meaningfully at Lu Shenfei, and Lu Shenfei asked, "What did you talk about with the manager of Tahoe Securities? This expression."

Congxu: "I chatted with so many people, how do you know it's him?"

Lu Shenfei: "I see."

Cong Xu sighed, this vision is worthy of Mr. Lu.

Lu Shenfei continued to ask: "What are you talking about?"

Cong Xu vaguely said, "Just chatting casually."

Lu Shenfei asked about something else: "Have you eaten?"

That's really not the case, I was just busy entertaining, at most I drank some champagne.

Lu Shenfei: "Fill your stomach."

While filling his stomach, Cong Xu complained while holding a plate: "Why doesn't this kind of salon have a dining table?"

There are a few sofas, all of which are occupied by the boss, and they feel as if they are stuck to their buttocks. If they don't move for a long time, others can't sit on them either.

Lu Shenfei explained: Standing is for the convenience of substitutions.

There are chairs, and you don’t need to change seats when you are happy with the chat, just keep chatting.

Regular people chat with regular people, how do you meet "new friends" by yourself?How to let other people meet new friends.

Cong Xu glanced at the sofa in the distance, no wonder those people didn't move when they sat down, it turned out that they were afraid of being robbed of their seats.

Lu Shenfei laughed when he heard this.

Cong Xu said, "Don't laugh like that, you are Mr. Lu, you have to hold it."

As he spoke, he put the fork into the plate and held it with one hand. The hand that had just held the fork took out the phone from his trouser pocket, looked at it, and pinched it off.

Lu Shenfei originally wanted to take a plate for Cong Xu, but he pinched it and glanced at his phone.

Cong Xu wanted to call a fool, but the words came to his lips: "One, someone I don't know well, let's go together."

Lu Shenfei guessed right again: "The one who had an appointment with you to discuss copyright?"

Cong Xu continued to eat: "You can guess this."

Lu Shenfei: "Has he not given up yet?"

Congxu: "Don't mention it, I was rejected by me before, and he started to 'ask' me for project experience, and asked me to tweet him. It's Jianhong and Weibo."

Cong Xu: "I wrote the article last Saturday and posted the first five chapters in one go. So far, the situation is not bad..."

Lu Shenfei automatically interpreted "not bad" as "very, special, especially good".

Cong Xu: "It directly overwhelmed him on several natural rankings."

Congxu: "I don't know what kind of mentality he is in. He said on Weibo that he knows that my daily update has few words, points, etc., and the data is not fast. He said that in order to celebrate my new opening, he will slow down the update speed and word count, and give up the top spot. Give me."

Lu Shenfei: "Let?"

Cong Xu sneered: "Jiang Zhong is so polite, how can I disappoint him?"

and so……

Cong Xu shrugged: "So I've been changing ten chapters in the past two days."

She made it clear that she was ungrateful and slapped him in the face severely.

Lu Shenfei couldn't help laughing.

Cong Xu also smiled: "Zhu Hou is afraid of death now, because he is afraid that I will fight with Jiang Zhong and blow up the website."

Lu Shenfei put the plate back on the self-service table next to him, took out his phone, and logged into Jianhong.

Cong Xu got closer and saw: "?"

Lu Shenfei operated a few times, put away the phone: "Voted for Mr. Xu."

Cong Xu had a bold face: "I've already dabbled in film and television, why do I still care about the monthly ticket?"

Lu Shenfei obviously knew Jianhong very well: "The monthly ticket list is also a list, and the top of the list should be occupied."

Congxu suddenly realized something, put down the plate, took out his phone, and tapped Jianhong: "How much did you vote for me?"

Looking at it, the monthly ticket is hundreds of thousands more than when I saw it before. This result is enough to be on the top of the list.

Cong Xu was surprised: "You have hundreds of thousands of monthly tickets?"

Lu Shenfei looked at the phone, and followed his gaze closer: "The monthly ticket list is updated every hour, and we have to wait to get to the top of the list."

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Cong Xu stared at Lu Shenfei: "Does the desire to win be so strong?"

Lu Shenfei took it for granted: "Don't be soft-hearted."

Cong Xu: "Jiang Zhongda will be so angry." The top spot on the monthly ticket list also involves a series of subsequent manual rankings.

The artificial list is related to the exposure rate of a book, and the exposure determines the traffic of a book.

Lu Shenfei still had three words, indifferent and ruthless, Cong Xu wanted to laugh when he heard that: "I'll take care of him."

Soon after, the Jianhong monthly ticket list was updated.

Lu Shenfei and Congxu continued to look at their phones with their heads together in the salon.

Seeing that "He Qing Haiyan" climbed to the first place without any accident, the two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.

In the next second, news from Marquis Zhu: Ancestor!The monthly ticket you voted for or your reader father?The river exploded!I exploded too!The website is about to explode!You look up, do you see me?If you don't see it now, you can watch it in five seconds!

Cong Xu laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled, Lu Shenfei also laughed, and it was inconvenient to laugh in the salon, so the two fled directly to the rooftop outside.

The night is like a curtain, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the scenery of the metropolis is at your feet.

Cong Xu leaned on the railing, looked down, looked into the distance, and felt that his heart was as wide as the night scene he looked at.

He suddenly agreed with Lu Shenfei's actions not long ago. What's the matter with the desire to win? He just wants to surpass, just wants to be the first, so he is only allowed to be the first in Jiangzhong Luoxue?

Cong Xu: "I'll update ten chapters when I go back later."

Lu Shenfei stood by and turned to look at him.

Cong Xu learned to call Mai in the live broadcast: "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for the monthly ticket yacht."

Lu Shenfei smiled and stretched out his hand to catch him, but Cong Xu dodged it, Lu Shenfei caught him and pinched the back of his neck slightly, and Cong Xu patted his hand—the two were surprisingly in good spirits and in a good mood.

Stop making trouble, Cong Xu continued to look out, raised his hand to support his chin, and asked Lu Shenfei, "Want to stay until the end?"

Of course not.

Lu Shenfei: "Where do you want to go?"

Cong Xu: "I'm not full."

The two left, went to eat at the food stall, ordered lobster and seafood, and ordered half a case of beer.

The owner of the food stall directly brought a box over, and used a plate instead of a bottle opener. The bottle caps were opened neatly and cleanly. He opened ten bottles in a row, and the bottles were domineering. .

After finishing drinking, the boss looked at Cong Xu, Lu Shenfei, their outfits, and the luxury car parked by the side of the road, and asked hesitantly, "Can I drink?"

Cong Xu sat loosely in the chair, took off his tie, rolled it up and threw it on the table: "Boss, who do you underestimate?"

Lu Shenfei took the wine and poured it into the glass.

The boss laughed: "I don't think you are like the ones here."

Lu Shenfei raised his eyes: "Where does it look like?"

The boss looked at Lu Shenfei, raised his finger on the back of his wrist, motioned for the expensive watch in Lu Shenfei's hand, and raised his finger far away: "Like the one over there."

Lu Shenfei and Congxu looked at the same time, and the boss pointed at the tall building where they attended the salon not long ago.

I guessed it right.

Both of them couldn't help laughing, and the boss laughed too: "I'm talking nonsense."

Walking while talking, turned around halfway, and said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of people go there."

Cong Xu raised his voice: "Then you still talk about us?"

The boss joked: "Don't elites only drink coffee?"

Lu Shenfei pulled off his tie, loosened his neckline, and said calmly, "We sell insurance."

Cong Xu fell into the white plastic chair with a smile, moved his foot, and kicked Lu Shenfei, and Lu Shenfei's eyes shone brightly, falling on Cong Xu's face.

Then, two insurance sellers drank a case and a half.

Cong Xu felt that his drinking capacity was really too good, drinking this low-alcohol beer was like drinking plain water, except that he always had to go to the toilet if he drank too much, he didn't feel anything else, let alone drinking too much.

Just drinking a little high, one time when Lu Shenfei got up to go to the toilet, Congxu kicked him: "Together?"

Lu Shenfei also drank too excitedly, and his tone of voice changed: "Who wants to be with you?"

Cong Xu: "Compare who is farther away."

Lu Shenfei glanced at Cong Xu: "I thought it was bigger than that."

That is obviously not comparable.

Cong Xu: "..." Damn.

Not far away, the boss heard it, and followed up with nasty words: "That's rougher."

That's not OK.

Cong Xu: "..."

The boss understood: "You can't, haha."

From Xu Qi to the wine in his hand was spilled.

Checkout was at midnight.

The boss said, "Let me call you a substitute driver."

Cong Xu smelled of alcohol, grabbed his suit jacket with one hand, and hooked Lu Shenfei's neck with the other: "I don't want the car, I'll give it to you, the boss." When he dropped his hand, he didn't want the suit anymore.

The boss couldn't laugh or cry, because he was so drunk, he chased after him: "Then your car can't park here, it doesn't matter at night, at six or seven in the morning, there must be a tow truck coming to tow your car away."

Lu Shenfei was led forward by Congxu, touched the car key: "I'll see you off."

The boss took the key and followed the two to the side of the road: "Then I'll drive to the next neighborhood for you? You come to pick it up tomorrow? Leave a number... Hey! Wait!"

The two got into the taxi on the side of the road without looking back.

boss:"……"

In the taxi, Cong Xu actually heard it, looked back, and poked Lu Shenfei with his arm: "Oh, your car."

Lu Shenfei: "No more," said again, "Where did we talk just now?"

Cong Xu recalled: "When we talked about rainy days, it was the first time you stayed at my house."

The taxi driver glanced in the rearview mirror, as if he was looking at every late-night drunk who passed his car.

Get off the car, the convenience store at the door is lit with familiar lights.

Cong Xu walked to the convenience store, Lu Shenfei went to pull him: "I won't go, it's too late."

Cong Xu followed Lu Shenfei into the community, poked him, and asked, "Then what are you doing sitting inside at night when you come back from get off work?"

Lu Shenfei walked while holding Congxu's arm, but he didn't say a word. After a while, around his arm, he hooked Congxu's neck and brought him to his side.

Cong Xu froze for a moment, didn't hide, laughed in the smell of alcohol, walked back with Lu Shenfei in this posture of hooking his neck, stopped and stopped, and couldn't get up quickly: "I know, you usually just like this Prefer not to say."

Don't say it, don't say it.

It was just a random question.

With the obvious drunkenness on his face, Cong Xu looked at the sky, and his thoughts jumped: "President Zhu doesn't know where the explosion is going right now."

Jump again: "Pork is really expensive now."

Lu Shenfei lifted the hand hooking Congxu's neck, and pushed his face to his eyes with his fingertips: "Drunk?"

Cong Xu laughed: "You're just drunk. I gave away the car."

Lu Shenfei began to talk: "I don't want any car, not a bicycle."

Cong Xu raised his hand: "I want it!" The voice formed a slight echo in the empty buildings at night.

Cong Xu dubbed Echo: "Yes, yes, yes..."

Lu Shenfei suddenly tilted his head, and kissed Cong Xu's ear.

Cong Xu didn't realize it at first, thinking it was close, and Lu Shenfei accidentally bumped into him when he turned his head, until the two of them stopped completely, Lu Shenfei raised his hand and pushed his face, bowed his head and kissed him.

Cong Xu closed his eyes subconsciously, he didn't know why he closed his eyes, let alone why he raised his hand to touch Lu Shenfei's face when Lu Shenfei kissed him, it seemed to be a response, but also an encouragement.

There is also the look at each other in the smell of wine and in the breath of each other when they are separated.

In an instant, at the same time deviated from the right track——

Cong Xu licked his back, bumped into the elevator, and there was a pressed down figure on the other side of the tie he was pulling on.

The entangled kisses, the closed ladder doors.

There are also eight layers of lit up rows of keys.

The author has something to say: We all know that some things cannot be written, manual reply: really asleep.