Sariel

It is better to meet than to be famous, and it is better to meet than to be famous.Since the introduction of makeup and cosmetic packaging and advertising packaging, it has become even more difficult for people to trust each other.

Yun Bihai took Xiaobao out, and reluctantly handed it over to the little old man in front of him.

Who would have believed that old Mr. Chris, who is all powerful and vicious, would have such a good time with a baby.

"I like the child to be born by himself." Tang Yan looked up from the document.

The old Mr. Chris smiled and kissed Xiaobao's forehead loudly: "It is said that kissing loudly will cause a kind of magical dopamine in the baby's brain, making them feel that they are deeply loved, and this mysterious power will protect them from many human disturbances in the future. "

Tang Yan put down his pen and said, "I've signed the one-year prostitution contract, let go of my son now. He's underage, so he doesn't need to be a performer."

Old Chris took the document and read it carefully: "Tang, you look talented and have a lot of family background, and you have a scholarly appearance, why don't you have a date?"

"I have a son."

"I'll handle Bao's household registration. Don't you Chinese have a saying that you don't speak dark words in front of people who are wise."

Tang Yan smiled softly when he heard "A man is like the bright moon in the sky" was being sung from the speaker.

Old Chris looked at him rather seriously with a restrained smile: "Someone asked me about you."

Tang Yan didn't seem surprised: "This kind of thing has not been uncommon since the day I became famous."

Old Chris shook his head: "It's different this time. The other party speaks out, and if he doesn't speak, he will be killed."

Tang Yan then nodded: "No wonder the return this year is [-]% lower. It turns out that the east wall was demolished."

Old Chris blew his beard and stared: "You bastards! You Chinese love to say, know yourself and your enemy, and be undefeated a hundred times. I don't know anything, and how to deal with it is wrong."

Tang Yan was not surprised: "If not, how much can I sell for my weight?"

"The other party promised that the three films that were previously blocked can be released on schedule."

"Because I was stuck?"

Old Chris's eyes were angry: "This group of villains should be hanged."

Tang Yan thought about it: "Who knows who will make a move?"

"Why should Xiao Yu Xiami pay attention, the big hands behind it seem to be serious this time."

Tang Yan pursed his lips: "It's not impossible to abandon a pawn to protect a handsome man."

Old Chris smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "I met you on the first day? You and trouble are synonymous, but so what. I love the script you wrote. I am a director before I am a businessman. Besides, where can I find you?" Such a pawn who holds shares, insults me that I am not good at Chinese!"

Tang Yan was not overwhelmed by flattery: "According to your precious words, I have a little savings today, so it is not impossible to get out of this circle."

Old Chris took a deep breath: "Fortunately, you said it in front of me. If I saw you say this in the newspaper, it is hard to guarantee that I will not have a heart attack."

Tang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it a showdown today? It's better to open the door and say something than to be indistinguishable from the enemy with a cold arrow in the back."

Old Chris pointed to the document: "Can you read this line of fine print?"

Tang Yan raised the corners of his lips: "I can read."

"Perhaps from today onwards, your script can no longer be transformed into light and shadow to shock people."

"So what. I'm not responsible for the goods that have been released from the closet. I don't care if the big boss sells them or burns them." Tang Yan shook his head, "Is there any good place to spend the rest of my life? The weather in London is uncertain, and burgers always smell like sausages. New Zealand Well, I’m not familiar with shepherding.”

Old Chris laughed so hard: "In your eyes, we will always be cannibals, eat raw meat and drink deer blood, and our hair is uncivilized."

Tang Yan sneered: "In your eyes, we will always be with braided horseshoe sleeves on the back of the head, hanging eyes and yellow skin."

Old Chris finally laughed enough: "To tell you the truth, do you plan to close the mountain at the age of 30?"

Tang Yan shrugged: "So don't joke about leaving. The other party has already held a farewell party to wish you a bright future."

Old Chris fell silent, Tang Yan couldn't bear to see his gray hair after all, and said softly: "I have taken care of the studio because of me, I am not hard-hearted."

"In the past, there was still a three-point margin, but now it seems to be torn apart." Old Chris looked sad, "Who did you offend, you must be forced to kill them all."

"The population is highly mobile, and no one can stay with anyone for the rest of their lives." Tang Yan raised his face and smiled, "Fortunately, I cultivated my personal interests early, and I can spend my life mounting paintings and fishing."

Old Chris sighed: "Don, why aren't you my son."

"Mr. Little Chris is not bad either. You can see which of the girls and boys he signed are not star-studded."

"This is the consolation of Chinese politeness, isn't it?" Old Chris was still sad, "A scholar who is useless is the same as the director."

Tang Yan really smiled: "Don't worry, the other party doesn't want me to die, but wants me to submit. But I have a few hard bones that are not easy to break."

Old Chris stared angrily: "I really don't understand why the other party has to humiliate a talented young man like this."

"This is the difference. You are the director, and my boundless imagination is enough." Tang Yan shrugged.

The old Chris sighed again: "When the book is used, you will hate less, and when you use the person, you will have little strength." But he clenched his fist and waved, "Don't be afraid, old man, I have been in the industry for at least ten years, so I don't believe that I can't guarantee another one of you."

Yun Bihai listened quietly from the side all the time. At this moment, he couldn't help feeling that the time is poor and the season is now, and the truth is seen in adversity.

Before leaving, old Chris hugged Tang Yan and Xiaobao tightly, and loudly kissed their father and son on the cheeks: "Remember what I said, let the magical dopamine give you the strength to defeat evil."

Tang Yan wiped his face in disgust, but Yun Bihai clearly saw the smile in his eyes.

The so-called one wave of ups and downs, the Tang residence is very lively today.

When a guest came to the study on the second floor, Tang Yan frowned and rubbed his forehead immediately when he saw him.

That friend is a young man, about the same age as Tang Yan.But he was very ordinary in appearance and stature, and his face was blurred immediately when he was thrown on the street.Carrying a huge old canvas bag, wearing tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses, and wearing a pair of flat sneakers.

Seeing Tang Yan's depressed appearance, the young man laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Shouldn't it be fun to have friends coming from afar?"

Tang Yan looked at him angrily: "What are you doing here? You shouldn't be tracking down the lost girl, you don't need to tap the phone on the other side of the ocean, or you don't need to follow your cheating husband."

"Tch, those things have already been done before I met you." The young man waved his hands with a smile, "Speaking of which, it's really not possible to sell your ten-year-old photo? Do you know how much the market is asking for?"

"I don't eat the fireworks of the world, don't stain me with the smell of copper." Tang Yan sneered, "You and I have known each other for these years, so tell me what you have to say, Xiao Guo."

It turned out that this young man, Xiao Guo, had the same name as Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong, but his eyes immediately brightened when he heard the words, and he took out a leather bag from his backpack: "Look for yourself."

Tang Yan took it, sat down and opened it, and a stack of photos fell out.

Xiao Guo followed and pointed out: "Although it is a little childish, it is still an expert's technique."

Tang Yan only looked at three or two pictures before putting them down: "Where did you come from?"

"Well, I don't accept any cases that people in the circle know about you, but I will politely let you know if anyone checks on you." Xiao Guo squeezed his chin, "The commission is very generous, this is just a copy."

"I am the victim, and these photos should be in my hands."

"Listen to these outrageous words." Xiao Guo smiled and bared his teeth, "Don't want to know the person who ordered you? Come and beg me."

"Since you're here, you probably didn't just listen to my begging." Tang Yan shrugged unmoved.

"How can such a treacherous and cunning person graduate from the Department of Literature?" Xiao Guo hummed angrily.

"How good is literature, leisurely and elegant. The most important thing is that I don't know the fireworks in the world." Tang Yan snorted.

"Okay, old friends for many years are used to take the blame." Xiao Guo rubbed his nose, "The other party should have only recently started checking you. Are you really unaware?"

"I'm just curious what role he plays in it."

"He, who is he?" Xiao Guo squinted and smiled.

Tang Yan glanced at him and didn't reply.

"It's a long story."

"Then please make a long story short."

"You really have no sentimentality, who will take a fancy to you in the future."

"It's enough for me to think highly of myself. The two brothers, one poor and one white, don't have to rely on others now."

Xiao Guo sighed deeply: "Good brother." Then he cheered up, "It's the Tang family who wants to investigate."

"I guessed it a long time ago." Tang Yan sneered, "And then, which tail are you planning to catch?"

"There are a lot of people around you recently." Xiao Guo changed the subject.

"You have to give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it, and don't force the attack of the trapped beast."

"Then you have someone to suspect."

"There are not so many boring people in this world."

Xiao Guo put his hips on his hips and smiled triumphantly: "So that you have today too."

"This tone is too gloating." Tang Yan handed over the ashtray familiarly, and glanced at it with disgust.

Xiao Guo lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it: "Tang Yan, you always bring surprises, you never seem to want to be an ordinary person."

"I've always wanted to be an ordinary person, but the society is cruel and brutal." Tang Yan looked out the window at the bright afternoon sun and curled his lips.

Xiao Guo quietly thought for a moment, as if sorting out the clues: "I also checked the incident for you back then, you know that was not the original intention of the Tang family."

"I'm not the Tang family, so I don't want to talk about the original intention of the Tang family." Tang Yan frowned but smiled contemptuously, "It's just that in the past, beauties were not burdensome, but now beauties turn around and want burdensomeness when they are old. How can there be such a good thing."

"Are you fighting for Ms. Tang Kong Zhenxian?" Xiao Guo opened his mouth wide.

"No, for that poor burden of the past."

Xiao Guo pursed his lips: "Back then when I persuaded you to go another way, you insisted on being famous and clamoring to make all those who looked down on you kneel down. Now?"

Tang Yan thought about it and nodded: "That's stupid." Xiao Guo knew that he had more to say, "But teenagers always fantasize that they are wearing colorful halos and riding clouds and waves. The strange man will accomplish great things in the future."

Xiao Guo didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "So now that I'm in a dilemma, I finally realize that I made a mistake."

"No, it's just stupid. If I were still a child in the courtyard today, how dare I die standing up if the Tang family wants me to be born on my knees."

"It doesn't need to be so thrilling, they don't want you to die."

"Are you here to be a lobbyist today?" Tang Yan raised his eyebrows and signaled to the door to see off the guests.

Xiao Guo yelled strangely: "It's just this volatile temper! Hate me too!"

Tang Yan was unmoved by his playing tricks, Xiao Guo held his breath: "You think everyone is as good-natured as me."

Tang Yan said dumbly: "The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the world's hustle and bustle is for profit."

Xiao Guo nodded: "That's why I came to talk to you about big business."

Tang Yan raised the corner of his mouth: "Sell what?"

"A few of your personal interests and a little freedom can be exchanged for the young master's life."

"Not interested in."

"Hey, what about the rules of exchanging money for money?" Xiao Guo jumped up, but his eyes were full of smiles, "What about Gou Fugui's oath?"

Tang Yan squeezed his shoulder: "Since you stole the chestnut cake and pushed me to take the blame, it no longer exists."

Xiao Guo blushed: "How can half a child have enough to eat? Besides, Madam Marianne didn't punish you. If you look good, you will take advantage."

Tang Yan raised his eyebrows happily: "So you plan to return the cake milk chocolate cake comic book that you owe me."

"Well, ahem, let's talk, let's talk again." Xiao Guo blinked and threw a bomb, "Aren't you curious that your assistant always goes out these days?"

"I ask a guy to work, but I don't buy out his life."

"I'm not talking about this one, but the other one." Xiao Guo looked at him seriously.

Tang Yan thought for a moment: "He definitely won't."

"Since you found out about his relationship with Shanshan, you have been pampering him." Xiao Guo sighed, "A brother who doesn't love you but treats strangers kindly is really chilling."

"You can say that it has something to do with Shanshan." Tang Yan's face softened, "He came here to find out something, and he will leave when he finds the answer."

"I can't see it." Xiao Guo smiled mysteriously, "Training and training buddies is like raising pets. The rules are too loose and people's hearts fluctuate."

Tang Yan pursed his lips and let out a low laugh after a while.