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Lan, he didn't expect this car accident to be so serious, and at that time he didn't have much interest in Zhou Jin, and even hated this snobbish and irritable guy a little bit.

He logged out of the computer's video interface, and then turned off the computer. He never wanted to watch this video again in his life.

At this time, Cao Yuan's mobile phone suddenly rang. Cao Yuan opened it and saw that it was the Daqiang who asked for credit.

"Hey, I can only say the phone number once, 13..."

"Xiao Yuan, I think this video is a bit evil."

"what?"

"did you see it yet?"

"I glanced at it." Cao Yuan's hand holding the mouse was already covered with sweat. He unfolded the computer that had just been closed, put the mouse on the video, and did not click on it for a long time.

"Above, there seems to be a ghost..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Cao Yuan roared.

"Really, I actually saw a bright white spot on it in the car..."

Nervously, Cao Yuan clicked on the video again, and there was another sound of motors and brakes sweeping the floor. Then, amidst the loud noise, Cao Yuan really saw the bright white spot that Daqiang said, and the white spot fell on the on Zhou Jin's body, and then disappeared immediately.

"I saw it," Cao Yuan said.

"Evil door..."

"Evil door," Cao Yuan clicked the pause button of the mouse, and he took a screenshot of the video, "Damn!" The screen was enlarged, and Cao Yuan saw that there were two eyes on the little white dot, which was a human face.

"What's wrong?" Daqiang asked eagerly.

"It's nothing..." Cao Yuan immediately turned off the video, his heart pounding. Could it be that what Zhou Jin said was true?

"Xiao Yuan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine..." Cao Yuan touched the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Oh, in this case..." Daqiang smiled obsequiously, "Can you report that mobile phone number again?"

Cao Yuan stood up from the swivel chair and paced back and forth in the office in a state of disorientation. He did not believe in ghosts and gods, and grew up under the influence of Marxism as a staunch atheist, but now this video and Zhou Jin's words made him He began to doubt the outlook on life he had established in the past 30 years.Cao Yuan didn't know how long he had been wandering around the office. He looked up and found himself standing in front of the mahogany bookshelf in the office, and the first book that came into his sight was the collector's edition of "I and the General Solve the War Through Time Traveling" robe".

Cao Yuan pressed the closed and opened notebook to the light, entered the keywords of the line "possibility of time travel" into Du Niang's search engine, and pressed the Enter key, and the webpage was immediately filled with news and articles.

Cao Yuan went in and looked at it one by one. It turned out that time travel was supported by theoretical foundations. There were also many people who feared that the world would not be chaotic and tried to claim that they were time travelers, and there were books about time travel, etc.

He rubbed his temples, what the hell was he doing?

Cao Yuan mocked himself and closed the web pages one by one. At this time, a small piece of news hanging in the corner caught his attention: "Visiting Professor Wang Xiaoda of the Physics Department of Stanford University lectures: the secret of time and space. The lecture venue is on the second floor of the Provincial Library. The lecture time is Three o'clock on Friday afternoon."

Looking at the watch, this time was actually just in time, Cao Yuan hesitated, got up from his seat, grabbed his windbreaker and rushed out.

He is a visiting professor at a famous university, so he should be able to rely on it.

When he arrived at the second floor of the library, Cao Yuan was already 5 minutes late, and the meeting hall was quite deserted. It seemed that there were still a few people interested in time travel. As soon as Cao Yuan stepped into the meeting hall, the loud footsteps made the meeting hall The few five people in the room cast contemptuous glances at him.

The professor standing on the podium also saw Cao Yuan, and he nodded slightly at Cao Yuan as a signal.

When Cao Yuan saw it, he thought that the professor was too young.

Professor Wang Xiaoda has a baby face, and he is very convincing when talking about time travel. "Many people don't believe in the existence of space-time travelers, and I didn't believe it at first. To give a very simple example, if the technology of space-time travel in the future is realized, then I will write a line on the paper at this time: my future Children and grandchildren please come to see me, then the future me should appear in front of me the moment I finish writing, shouldn’t it? This is the classic grandfather paradox”

Cao Yuan slapped his thigh when he heard this, thinking that a professor is a professor, seeing how easy this example is to understand.

The professor went on to say: "But then my opinion changed. Now let me introduce the concept of wormhole to you. A wormhole is a narrow tunnel that may exist in the universe that connects two different time and space. It is like a whirlpool in the sea. It is ubiquitous but ephemeral. These space-time vortices are caused by the rotation of stars and the gravitational effect. Just as vortices can make the local water surface and the bottom of the water closer, they can make two relatively far-distance local spaces It's very close in an instant... So far, no scientist has proved the existence of wormholes."

What the professor said later, Cao Yuan could no longer hear. He dreamed back to Datang, leaning on the chair and drooling three thousand feet.

"Papa, papa..." Cao Yuan woke up from his deep sleep in a burst of applause. He opened his eyes and saw that the audience in the conference room had already stood up one after another, and Professor Wang Xiaoda was also on the podium. Pack up your files.

Cao Yuan strode up and stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaoda, "Hello, Professor Wang."

"Hello," said the professor, who was very young, with two small dimples on his baby face when he smiled. He couldn't believe that such a young man had become a visiting professor.

"I have a question for you."

"Please speak." Professor Wang stopped organizing the documents and waited intently for Cao Yuan to speak.

"The professor thinks it is possible for the ancients to travel to modern times?"

Professor Wang smiled, and the dimples around his mouth deepened, "Everything is possible, isn't it?

This chicken soup's answer is a bit out of line with the status of a professor. Professor Wang looked at Cao Yuan's slightly frowned brows and the corners of his mouth curled down, and said with a smile, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Cao Yuan shook his head.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Because it's impossible."

"Everything is possible."

"..."

Cao Yuan felt that he had encountered a magic stick.

"Do you know what you are most afraid of when you study physics?"

"What are you most afraid of?"

"I'm most afraid of breaking the casserole and asking the end. The universe is so big, you can't always think about what is outside the sky, what is outside the solar system, and what is outside the universe. People are so small, even if you search for a lifetime, you can't find a big answer. So sometimes It’s okay if you don’t know, people can’t know everything, we have to live in peace with our ignorance.”

This passage is so convoluted that Cao Yuan couldn't understand it. Does the professor mean whether the ancients can travel to modern times?

He drove aimlessly in S City in circles, circled around, and finally entered a narrow alleyway. When Cao Yuan raised his eyes, he saw a dim street lamp standing on the side of the road. Unknowingly, he He has arrived at Cheng Xia's door.

Cao Yuan saw the lights on in the third room on the left hand side of this old tube building. Light-colored goose-yellow lights came out from the transparent glass windows separated by a layer of beige curtains, and fine dust rolled in the lights.He knew that Zhou Jin was in this room right now, and he was only about ten meters away from him vertically.

He remembered the first time he saw Zhou Jin, wearing a pair of harem pants, with colorful hair on top, looking like he was being dragged to the sky, he pulled his face down and called him Brother Yuan.

I don't know when, Zhou Jin's brother Yuan, who was chanting, became a little ambiguous, calling out again and again with the meaning of acting like a baby.If time goes back a year and a half, Cao Yuan would never have dreamed that he would be attracted to such a guy, and he would move so out of control as soon as he moved.

He remembered that when he was injured and lying in the hospital, Zhou Jin was wearing white cotton pajamas, climbed up to his hospital bed lightly, and lay down carefully beside him, with the pleasant scent of shower gel on his body, which made him involuntarily want to cuddle in my arms.

And he did exactly that, and he reached out to wrap his arms around his waist in a bit of a lowly manner for the reason that he was going to roll down.He could feel the soft body leaning towards him slightly with heat, that feeling was better than he imagined, so good that his lower body suddenly swelled up.He turned over and covered his embarrassment with the quilt.

Cao Yuan had already begun to believe Zhou Jin's words in his heart.No one knows how heavy the word "believe" is to Cao Yuan.It seems that Cao Yuan is not easy to trust people by nature. After all, he has been deceived a lot, and even a fool can learn to be smart.So when Cao Yuan began to believe, he recognized it.

A corner of the curtain was raised, and Cheng Xia looked out the window vigilantly, "Boss, there seems to be a psychopath downstairs who has been sitting in the car and peeping."

Zhou Jin, who was reading the script, slowly got up from the floor, opened the curtain and looked outside, "Where is there a car?"

"Just drove away. It's okay. I wrote down the license plate number. If he dares to come again, I will call the police. You pervert!"

The author has something to say: keep the clouds open and see the moon

Panic, this article guarantees HE~

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☆、Chapter 24

Zhou Jin's new play is called "Twenty Years of Classics". Speaking of it, I haven't written a word about it. It's just that director Wen Xin was a young man for a while. Dazhangzhi's Li Qichuan script outline, and then want to shoot such a movie as soon as his head is hot, it is a dream of his own.Because in the years when Director Wen was studying, whenever he was sad, sad, lost in love and bought drunk, it was the collection of poems written by Li Qi that accompanied him through this period of secondary school, so after Director Wen became famous, he always had a small My dream is to bring Li Qi's story to the TV screen.

The name of "Jing Twenty Years" comes from the fact that Li Qi died in the 75th year of the Yujin Dynasty at the age of 20.This year Li Qi's father was critically ill, he listened to the slanderous words of the courtiers, and thought of abolishing the crown prince.So Li Qi's eldest brother, Li Zhi, found out about this incident, and immediately joined forces with Wei Changliang, who was guarding the south, to force the palace, and his second brother risked his life to escort him.In the end, the whole play came to an abrupt end on the day when the prince and the second prince confronted each other outside the city. Using the image of Li Qi being crushed to death by a vase, the director expresses his sorrow for the cruelty of history, and uses the artistic technique of leaving blank space to give the audience an unsatisfactory feeling. aesthetic experience.

The reason why director Wen offered an olive branch to Zhou Jin was mainly because Zhou Jin's spirit of daring to fight and do what was not afraid of death left a deep impression on director Wen in the last play. It's really rare for Zhou Jin to be so calm.And after the exchange of the last round of auditions, Director Wen felt that Zhou Jin must have the same deep personal opinion on Li Qi as he does.

Indeed, Zhou Jin was so insightful that he almost cried when he read the existing ten-page script.

This script is simply to create a harem for him. This princess and that lady, the famous lady Xiaojia Biyu, as long as anyone whose name appears, they have an affair with him.Zhou Jin was really about to cry. The words he wrote expressed his resentment for being unsuccessful. It's not true that there are so many good sisters.

Cheng Xia, who was studying at the side, watched it with gusto. She knocked the melon seeds in her mouth, and her wet fingers left a five-fingerprint on the script, "Wow, did you know? Li Qi's cousin is played by Li Fangzi."

Cheng Xia happily raised her eyes and saw Zhou Jin's pained face, and then she realized, oh, I'll go, who is Li Fangzi, ex-girlfriend, this is Shura Changxiu, the ex-boyfriend was broken up, then abandoned and then reunited, the ex-girlfriend was broken up Straight, if you write according to this outline, will you be sprayed to death?

"Hey," Cheng Xia rubbed his nose and hurriedly changed the subject, "Which one does the boss like?"

Zhou Jin lay face down under the carpet of Cheng Xia's house, let out a long sigh, and shouted, "I like Brother Yuan like that..."

"Hey, boss, don't be distracted, what do you think you are going to do now?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Jin rolled over and lay flat on the floor, covering his face with the script in both hands.

"Of course it's about your filming. You said that you don't have an agent now. Is there a company behind you? Don't let the director of Wen say that you are looking for you to play the leading role. It's because he doesn't know that you have already I have terminated the contract with the company, and besides, this show is still empty, and no one knows what will happen then, if Xiao Zhou doesn't have an agency to support him, it will be difficult in the future."

Hearing that what Cheng Xia said was logical, Zhou Jin took the script off his face, sat upright on the stall, and asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

"I think Boss, you should talk to Mr. Zhang first, renew the contract first, and if it's not good enough, you can put your name on Tianle, and then look for it slowly in the future. Maybe you can go to a big company, like Weihua or something. of."

"That's a good idea..."

"That's right, what's more," Cheng Xia was even more excited by such a boast, "If you want me to say that the boss still lacks an agent, you say Brother Yuan won't take you anymore, why not?"

"How?"

"Let me be the agent!"

"This..." It's not that Zhou Jin doesn't recognize Cheng Xia's strength, it's just that looking at such a childish little face, he really doesn't think Cheng Xia can entrust him with a heavy responsibility. After all, his last manager was still like Cao Yuan. For the gold medal, it would be too big to replace such a fledgling player now.

"I'll think about it again..."

"Okay, Boss, please think about me, I want to be a manager!" Cheng Xia hugged Zhou Jin with both hands, her starry eyes flashed, and she was embarrassed to see Zhou Jin alive, "Okay, okay, I will seriously consider whether a man and a woman can accept or not kiss each other."

"Great!" Cheng Xia simply took this consideration as no problem, she got up from the ground, took out a loose-leaf book from her bag, pushed the eyes on the bridge of her nose, and said seriously Said, "Boss, I checked Mr. Zhang's schedule for you, and there is no problem this Friday afternoon, just kill him directly."

On Friday afternoon, Zhou Jin arrived at the office building of Tianle Company. Standing downstairs, he still felt a little emotional. He still remembered walking down this road and then turning left. It's delicious, the ingredients are sufficient and the portion is large, and the poached eggs are fried just right, but now he feels that he should never eat there again,

Zhou Jin cheered himself up, straightened the collar of his shirt, sat in the lounge and waited for Mr. Zhang's secretary to call him in. While waiting outside, he waited for about an hour. Mr. Zhang, who was walking on stilts, He finally came out, saying that Mr. Zhang will be here soon, and asked him to sit in the waiting room in Mr. Zhang's office, where there is coffee and snacks.After speaking, the secretary stepped on stilts and went about other things.

Zhou Jin then walked in the direction indicated by the secretary, took it and walked over to see that there were two identical doors, and the sign that should have posted the position on it had just been removed.Zhou Jin didn't know which door was right, so he stood there stupidly outside.

At this time, he heard several people walking towards this direction, and one of them said, "Brother Yuan, do you think we can go this time?"

"I'll find out if it's okay after I go there, why worry so much now?"

Xiaodong: "Oh, brother Yuan, don't we have no idea? Do you think the director of the text will like a handsome man like us? Sometimes I am also very troubled, but what can I do? The face is my own father Mom gave it to me, I can’t help how handsome I am, no one will pay attention to my strength if I want to go, hey..."

Cao Yuan: "..."

Xiaoxi: "Yes, yes, I also have the same problem. Every time I work so hard, everyone only sees my good skin. The skin is born. God's uncanny workmanship, what do we have? Method?"

Cao Yuan: "..."

Xiaodong: "Sometimes, I really hope that I can look a little more ordinary, because then people will see other advantages in me,"

Xiaoxi: "Yeah, besides being handsome, we also have a lot of strength."

"That's all right, all right, don't be so pissed off, there's a use for being handsome, everything in this world is vain, and hard work is the last word. When I see the literary director tomorrow, put away your stinky farts for me." , Communicate well with the director of the text, reveal your connotations, and see if you can be a passerby or something.

The three of them got closer and closer, and Zhou Jin suddenly became flustered. He wanted to find a place to hide, but there was no place to hide, so he simply opened a door and hid in.

From the perspective of probability, there is a [-]/[-] concept of Zhou Jin hiding in Mr. Zhang's office correctly. However, there is still Murphy's law in this world. Coming this way.

Hearing that the three of them were about to open the door and come in, Zhou Jin was dazed, so he simply opened the cabinet beside him and ducked in.

"Give me a good dress up tomorrow, Xiaodong cut off my bangs, why do you keep them so long? Do you think you are Wu Xiangyu?"

Xiaodong wailed: "Ah...Brother Yuan, bangs are my life."

"It's not your lifeblood, cut it off for me! And you, Xiaoxi,"

"Me? Me, what's wrong with me?"

"You are not allowed to wear that pair of leggings, did you hear that, you are afraid that others will not know that you are half-opened, aren't you?"

Xiaoxi began to wipe away tears: "Brother Yuan, how can you say that, my fans say I'm six or four..."

Cao Yuan: "..."

Zhou Jin, the two newcomers that Cao Yuan is leading now, have seen each other before. They are tall, thin, and beautiful boys. They are only 20 years old, and they are the best years of their lives. Their hearts are higher than the sky, and they are ambitious. , waiting for the blow from this society.

Zhou Jin curled up in the darkness and listened silently. Cao Yuan told him the same words back then, telling him to behave well in front of the director, telling him to brush his teeth carefully and not to wear harem pants, but now these words are all It was all for others to hear, and Zhou Jin didn't leave a word to him.

"Where is the person? Didn't you say he was in my office?" Mr. Zhang asked outside after the meeting. Cao Yuan heard the sound and went out, and heard the secretary say, "Zhou Jin was here just now."

Cao Yuan: "Zhou Jin?"

Secretary: "Yes, he came to see Mr. Zhang today."

Mr. Zhang: "Then where is he now?"

Secretary: "I don't know either, maybe, maybe I've gone back." The secretary looked suspiciously into Mr. Zhang's office, but he really didn't see Zhou Jin anywhere.

"Okay," Mr. Zhang said, "Call him later, the contact information should be in the white paper."

"Okay, okay." The secretary agreed repeatedly.

After Mr. Zhang left, Cao Yuan returned to the office. Xiaodong and Xiaoxi stared straight at him with big eyes of seeking knowledge, "Brother Yuan, I heard that the literary director of this play wants Zhou Jin to play the male lead?"

Cao Yuan: "Little Brother Zhou."

"Oh, Director Wen wants Zhou Jin to play the male lead?"

"I haven't written a word about this matter yet."

"Then..." Xiaodong hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Brother Yuan thinks I have the talent to be the next Zhou Jin... Brother Zhou?"

Xiaoxi: "And me."

Cao Yuan glanced at the two of them and said, "I'm not sure about that. If you both work half as hard, I guarantee that you two will be popular."

"Really?!" The two said in unison.

Cao Yuan sat down on the swivel chair, took a sip of tea, snorted, and said, "What are you doing lying to you? Now, go to work for me."

"Good good."

The two were about to go out when Cao Yuan's office rang a mobile phone. The ringtone did not come from the phones of the two of them, nor did it come from the phone on Cao Yuan's desk. It came out of the closet.

"Oh my god, there's a ghost!" Xiaodong and Xiaoxi jumped up, hugged each other tightly, and screamed.

Cao Yuan was also obviously shocked. He was stunned for a full three seconds, and then he reacted quickly and said, "You guys go out first."

"Brother Yuan, there are ghosts, there are ghosts in your office..."

"Get me out!"

Cao Yuan pushed and tugged to get the two oil bottles out, then turned around and walked to the front of the cabinet.

The phone rang for a while, stopped, then rang a few more times, and was immediately pressed off.

Cao Yuan stood outside the cabinet for a while, then whispered, "How long do you want to hide inside?"

There was no sound from inside the cabinet.

Cao Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth amusedly, and stretched out his hand to open the cabinet door.Zhou Jin drooped his head, curled up pitifully in the cabinet with his hands on his knees.

"What are you doing hiding in the closet?"

Zhou Jin timidly raised his head, squirmed his lips, and finally managed to say: "Brother Yuan..."

Cao Yuan: "Did you come out of the cabinet by yourself or did I carry you out?"

☆、Chapter 25

"Are you coming out by yourself or do you want me to carry you out?"

"I... I'll come out by myself." Zhou Jin crawled out of the cabinet slowly, raised his head up, and saw that he was about to hit the corner of the cabinet. Cao Yuan hurriedly blocked the corner with his hand, but Zhou Jin There was a muffled sound as his head had already hit it firmly.

"Hmm..." The collision was unclear, Zhou Jin's face turned pale from the pain, and he could have cried out, but now he has already embarrassed himself at grandma's house in front of Cao Yuan. No matter what, he couldn't keep throwing this person away, so he endured the tears rolling in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Brother Yuan, I'm fine."

"It's okay, what a fart," Cao Yuan was scared to death, he dragged Zhou Jin out of the cabinet with a dark face, "I saw such a big bump on your forehead, do you think I'm blind or not?" What's the matter?"

Cao Yuan opened the extractor, took out a box of Yunnan Baiyao from it, and smeared Zhou Jin's forehead with rough hands, "You say you, I really convinced you, such a big man, you tell me you How old are you this year, maybe twenty-five, and you still look like a fool."

Cao Yuan's big hand scraped along Zhou Jin's cheek, stroked the messy hair on his forehead, pulled out a piece of scalp, and then stuck it with adhesive tape.

The two of them were very close, and Zhou Jin could feel the hot air from Cao Yuan's body continuously blowing into his sensitive earlobes, making his body stiff and subconsciously dodging to the side.

"You're still moving around, why are you moving?" Cao Yuan said gruffly, "What on earth are you thinking? Hiding in the closet, what are you doing? Playing hide-and-seek or looking for friends? How old are you?"

Cao Yuan's attentive hand finally rested, and he stuffed Yunnan Baiyao back into the drawer.Folding his hands in front of his chest, he glanced at Zhou Jin and said, "Tell me, what are you doing here today?"

Zhou Jin, who didn't speak for a while, blinked, "Come to Mr. Zhang and ask about the contract renewal."

Cao Yuan: "Do you want to renew the contract?"

Zhou Jin: "Well, although Director Wen wants me to play the leading role in this drama, but I don't have an agency right now, so it will be difficult for me to do anything by then."

Cao Yuan nodded. Zhou Jin was telling the truth. He had actually thought about this a few days ago, and even came up with a good idea, but due to his face thinner than butterfly wings and his arrogant and awkward personality , He hasn't taken any action to talk to Zhou Jin for a long time.

"Well," Cao Yuan coughed, "don't worry about this, I'll arrange it for you."

"What?" Hearing Cao Yuan's words, Zhou Jin suddenly raised his little head that had been drooping on his chest just now. The way he was wearing a bandage made Cao Yuan laugh unknowingly.

"I said I have a solution, don't look for Mr. Zhang, I'll take you back first."

"Well, good." Zhou Jin obediently got up from the chair and followed Cao Yuan back. Cao Yuan suddenly braked suddenly while walking, and Zhou Jin hit Cao Yuan's back all of a sudden.

"Don't go back yet," Cao Yuan said, "go to the hospital for an examination."

"Hospital? No need, really no need..."

"What is three thousand 280 five plus nine thousand 780 nine?"

Zhou Jin was stunned for a while, then calculated reflexively, "Thirteen thousand and seventy-four?"

"Okay, I'm not stupid, go back."

When Cheng Xia came home from get off work, she saw Zhou Jin with a bandage on her head sitting on the sofa with an ice pack on her head as soon as she entered the door. This frightened her pale, "Oh my god, what's wrong with you, boss? Didn't you go to the company today?"

Zhou Jin: "Yes, I met Brother Yuan today."

"What? Cao Yuan beat you, my god, how could this be, scumbag, big scumbag. Boss, listen to me, you must not tolerate domestic violence, you must resist and make a clean break. Boss, don't worry, I will give you a community call and tell the neighborhood committee..."

"Stop, stop, stop." Zhou Jin made a stop-and-go movement, "No, I accidentally went to the wrong office when I was looking for Mr. Zhang today, and went to Brother Yuan's office."

Cheng Xia: "What? That's it. He broke your head for such a trivial matter. This is too scumbag. Boss, I didn't mean you. Why did you fall in love with such a scumbag back then?"

Zhou Jin: "Stop, stop, stop, listen to me first. I accidentally bumped my head against the corner of the cabinet in Brother Yuan's office and knocked my bag."

Cheng Xia: "Let me see."

Zhou Jin stretched his head over, and Cheng Xia brushed Zhou Jin's hair to look at it, "Oh my god, Brother Yuan is really ruthless with such a big bag."

"It's not Brother Yuan's fault, it's really not!" Zhou Jin had no choice but to fight Cao Yuan's injustice, and said: "I was not careful, and Brother Yuan helped me bandage it up. Brother Yuan told me that he helped me sign Huawei. Let me not worry about the signing."

Cheng Xia: "What did you just say?"

Zhou Jin: "Brother Yuan helped me wrap my head."

Cheng Xia: "No, the next sentence."

Zhou Jin: "Let me not worry."

Cheng Xia: "No, the last sentence."

Zhou Jin: "I was not careful..."

"No," Cheng Xia roared and jumped onto the sofa, "It's that sentence, the one from Huawei!"

"Brother Yuan said to help me sign Wei Hua."

"Gosh!"

Cheng Xia grabbed Zhou Jin's shoulders with both hands and shook him a few times, saying, "My God, boss, this time you are really going to be famous in the Milky Way!"

Foreign scholars predict that the future development trend of the media industry is that large media groups monopolize the entertainment methods of various channels and dominate the audience's leisure time.And Weihua Company is the best proof of this trend. Judging from the current market share, Weihua Company is the only one, occupying all the advantageous resources, leaving only a little unnecessary for other small companies to share. The leftovers in the bowl are cold and roasted.

Cao Yuan is very aware of this, which is why he must let Zhou Jin sign a contract with Wei Hua. He sees it too clearly, no matter whether it is Mr. Zhang or himself, they can at most win one with all their resources. Zhou Jin is Wu Xiangyu, this is the end, if you want to go up, you can only pierce the glass window and jump to a bigger platform, and Wei Hua is the best choice.

There was a beeping sound from the mobile phone, "Cao Yuan, you are really too much, you actually gave my phone number to Da Qiangzi, do you know that he sends me those ambiguous text messages all day long, and he wrote them himself, I'm sick of seeing it."

"sister,"

"what?"

"Sister, I'm downstairs now."

Cao Yiran paused for a few seconds before replying, "What?"

"I am back."

Her younger brother, Cao Yiran, knew it. She grew up with her, and when Cao Yuan raised his butt, she knew whether to shit or pee.But this time she really couldn't figure it out. Cao Yuan never said a word to go home after all these years.

"I'm at our door, and I want Dad to sign Zhou Jin."

Cao Yuan leaned against the street lamp in front of his house. He had walked this road countless times. He remembered that when he walked out from here ten years ago, he was wearing a gray sweater, with his head tucked into his hat, and a hood straddled his back. Dirty sports bag, and then yelled at the small building with high toes: "You make me sick, so disgusting. I swear to God that I will never enter this ghost place again in my life."

"Okay, get out, get out as far away as possible, don't tell others that your surname is Cao, you'll embarrass our Cao family."

Cao Yuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and put it in his mouth. After lighting it, he took a deep breath, then threw the cigarette butt on his shadow, and squeezed out the flame with his foot.

He came back to this ghost place, and he came back in a panic.

"Cao Yuan, what are you going crazy about?" Cao Yiran yelled on the other end of the phone.

The gate was opened, Cao Yuan drove in, parked his small red second-hand car among a row of shiny luxury cars, then got out of the car arrogantly, ignoring the attendants who looked disgusted, and walked quickly Go to the gate.

"Hey, hey, you can't go in." The attendant stopped him, who is this?He rushed in without seeing it before, and drove such a car, he looked like a poor boy.

"I'm looking for Cao Yiran." Cao Yuan replied.

Attendant: "No, you can't go in. Ms. Cao didn't say there will be guests today, so we need to confirm first." While talking, he tugged at Cao Yuan's arm.

Cao Yuan: "Can't even enter my own house?"

Attendant: "My home? Why don't you look at the house number? Is this your home? Hurry up and leave without an appointment."

"Xiao Yuan, come in quickly." Cao Yiran ran out from the gate, "Don't you see Eldest Young Master when he comes back?"

The attendant was taken aback. He had worked here for three years, and he had never heard of such a young master in his family.

"Who's back?" The movement outside the door startled the old man too. He was leaning on a cane, his waist was straight, and he was walking with his hands behind his back. Walk.

"Dad." Cao Yuan called out.

Cao Yongjian saw clearly who was coming, and his face changed suddenly. He raised his head and snorted from his nasal cavity, and said, "I even forgot that there is such a promising person in our Cao family."

Cao Yiran: "Dad, what are you talking about, Xiao Yuan just came back."

"He still knows to come back?" Cao Yongjian slammed the crutches in his hand on the ground twice, "He came to see if I was dead? Staring at the inheritance, I tell you that I am in good health, you just Wait a few more years."

Cao Yiran: "Dad, why are you talking so badly, Xiao Yuan, come in quickly."

"Come in?" Cao Yongjian sneered, "Who stood at the door of my house and pointed at my nose and scolded me, saying that I was disgusting and that I would never come back in this life? What about now? Knowing the pain of not having money outside, I want to Come back, right? Let me tell you, the door of my Cao family is not so easy to enter."

Cao Yiran: "Oh, it's rare for Xiao Yuan to come back once. Isn't there something I want to discuss with Dad? Come in and talk about it."

Cao Yongjian didn't make a sound, and stood there waiting for Cao Yuan to speak.

Cao Yuan: "I want the artist I brought before to sign a contract with Huawei. He is very good in all aspects and meets Huawei's requirements. I hope he won't be delayed because of me."

Cao Yongjian's face turned dark after hearing this, his hands were shaking with anger, and he slammed his cane on the ground, "You are getting better and better now, and you actually want your own father to give you a male favor. I really regret letting you go Studying abroad, I didn’t learn the fart and turned into a gay and came back. I don’t care if you are disgusting, and you are not afraid that your mother will let her sleep in the ground because of the disgusting feeling?”

"You actually have the guts to move your mother out?" Cao Yuan exploded, staring at his blood-red eyes and shouting angrily, "What right do you have to call me disgusting? If you hadn't messed around, would my mother have died? She Can you die?"

"Evil barrier, evil barrier!"

"When Wu Fangyi slapped my mother with her big belly, what were you doing? Ah? Tell me, what were you doing? I can't believe you can sleep every night. I just like a man. You Well, you killed someone."

"Shut up!" Cao Yongjian took a step back, the supporting crutches fell aside, he covered his chest with one hand, panting loudly, first he could take a few breaths suddenly, and then he couldn't, his face suffocated Turning black, "I, Cao Yongjian, did something wrong to give birth to a thing like you."

Cao Yiran rushed up, "Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Cao Yuan took a step back, Cao Yongjian raised his withered hand and pointed at Cao Yuan: "Go, let me go!"

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