After the former actor was forced to open for business

"You say it, and I will help you realize it."

Fan Yue was stunned for a moment, looking at the man, not knowing what to say.

——"What if, I don't mind?"

"Oh my, Brother Fan, don't blush!" Xia Yu coaxed from the side, "Mr. Xia has said that he can help you achieve it, you have to seize the opportunity and kill him hard!"

Xia Jincheng frowned and glanced at his younger brother who disrupted the atmosphere, with a sullen face.

Fan Yue, on the other hand, was very pleased that Xia Yu helped him change the subject at the right time, which made everyone laugh too, and no one really cared why Fan Yue blushed.

The waiter pushed the dining car in to serve the food, and everyone took their seats, and the farce about making a wish was quickly forgotten in the lively atmosphere.

The liveliness in the private room lasted until eleven o'clock. At first, several people gathered together, squeezing Fan Yue in the middle, and then they started to go about their own business in the second half.

Cheng Lu looked thin, but right now he was concentrating on eating, so Fan Yue added a few more dishes for him because he was afraid that he would not be full.

The young man was still a little worried, frowning for fear of losing his job, "Brother Fan, I just ate too much..."

Fan Yue couldn't help laughing twice, "Eat, Brother Fan is enough."

He was in a good mood and drank some wine. After speaking, he saw Xia Jincheng who came back from the bathroom, and added with a smile: "It's really not possible, there is also President Xia."

Mr. Xia who was suddenly cue frowned, "What are you talking about, so happy."

Cheng Lu and Fan Yue looked at each other, laughed twice, lowered their heads and continued eating.

Fan Yue also picked up his wine glass and smiled without saying a word, only Mr. Xia was left confused.

But it doesn't matter, after all, Mr. Xia has never understood this group of people from the beginning to the end, especially the two who had the most fun.

Xia Yu and Jiang Weiwei began to order songs and sing together again at this moment. The young master was sweet-mouthed, and Jiang Weiwei was unassuming.

With such a contrast, He Qiaoqiao, who was wrinkled and worried that his son was not eating well, and Xie Qingyu, who sat there obediently and listened to her worrying, were a bit rare and beautiful.

Fan Yue had a headache from the disturbance, he glanced at Xia Jincheng who was sitting beside him, and planned to go out for a breather.

"I'm with you." Boss Xia followed beside him involuntarily, and the two left the private room while everyone was not paying attention.

The wind was cool at night, Fan Yue forgot to take his coat when he came out, and now he couldn't help shivering when the wind blew, and he was half awake from the wine.

A suit jacket was draped over his shoulders in time. Although it was made of light and thin material, Fan Yue felt it was extremely heavy.

"It's okay, I'm not cold." He said he wanted to return the clothes to Xia Jincheng, but his hand was pushed back.

"follow me."

Xia Jincheng took him to the parking lot. The damp and cold on the second floor was blocked by his suit jacket. Fan Yue followed him to a car and stopped.

Sure enough, the Xia family has businesses all over the country, and Xia Jincheng has already driven a luxury car just after arriving in Yu'an... As he thought so, the car door in front of him was opened.

The man was already sitting in the driver's seat, beckoning to him, "Sit."

Fan Yue didn't understand what this meant, but he got into the car anyway, in the passenger seat next to Xia Jincheng.

There is a faint smell of perfume in the car, which is not smoky, and it neutralizes the leather smell from the car seat very well.

Neither of them was in a hurry to speak, so they were silent for a few seconds.

Fan Yue is not a proactive person, so he just sat quietly and waited for the other party to speak.

Xia Jincheng frowned, and turned to look at him with serious eyes.

"My first birthday to someone, I don't know what you like," he said.

Fan Yue met his gaze, did not speak, and his heart sank slightly.

Xia Jincheng took out a paper bag from the back seat and handed it to him, "You can choose the one you like from these scripts. The specific characters or plot can be changed according to your preferences."

Fan Yue looked down, and there were three thick notebooks in the paper bag, which was a bit heavy.

For no apparent reason, he picked it up and flipped through it a few times for a rough look, "It's all pretty good, it looks interesting."

He has always respected screenwriters and directors. When filming, if it is not necessary, he will not ask to add scenes or delete scenes, so when he saw the script, his first reaction was not to change it.

"Okay, then shoot them all." Xia Jincheng said.

Fan Yue typed out slowly: "?"

This has already arranged for his next three plays?Could it be a little hasty...

"That, Mr. Xia—" Before he finished speaking, he saw that the person handed over another gift bag. From the package, it could be seen that it was exquisite, and there was a faint smell of money.

Fan Yue's body froze for a moment, not knowing what he was acting.

"What is this?"

"Birthday gift." Mr. Xia said with a serious face, "Take it."

So the script just now wasn't... that's right, who would give someone a job as a birthday present, Xia Jincheng would not be so unkind.

The things were already prepared, and it was impossible to take them back with Mr. Xia's personality, so Fan Yue could only bite the bullet and took the gift bag, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

"Let's go back and see." Xia Jincheng's voice interrupted his hand that was about to unwrap the gift, "I'll take you back."

Fan Yue was puzzled at first that this man allowed him to drink for the first time today, why he hadn't drank all this time, Jiang Weiwei and Xia Yu, two people who are so good at talking, tried to persuade him for several times but didn't agree, so it turned out that they were waiting here with.

only……

"The others are still in the private room, it's inappropriate for me to leave early." Fan Yue frowned and put the gift bag next to the seat.

The man didn't seem to care about what he said, he started the engine of the car, and then said in a deep voice: "I have already called people over, and I will send everyone back, don't worry."

Xia Jincheng is always like this, after he arranges everything, he says "don't worry, leave it to me".

This matter will move him no matter who it is on, but except Xia Jincheng.

This person behaved too "no desires and desires" towards him, which made people feel guilty.

In contrast, it was those words in the morning that allowed him to relax for a moment... At least it made him feel that this was a transaction, not a charity, not a debt.

Until the car drove smoothly to the entrance of the hotel, the two of them didn't speak much.

The man was driving seriously, and Fan Yue didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything at all.

Fortunately, there was always music playing in the car, a slightly soothing English song, so that the atmosphere would not be so embarrassing, but rather ambiguous.

"...just kisses meslow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes you're holding mine

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorites in song..."

"Is that little girl mentioned in the previous forum post?" Xia Jin asked abruptly, pulling people's thoughts back from the song.

Fan Yue was stunned for a moment before realizing who he was talking about, "Xie Qingyu?"

"It doesn't matter." The man said, "She seems to like you very much."

"Probably." Fan Yue didn't care about this, and admitted carelessly, "I have told her about plays a few times, and the little girl has a good talent, but her image is a little weaker, and her acting skills are limited."

Xia Jincheng: "..."

Seeing that the man was silent, Fan Yue suddenly remembered something and asked him, "Do you intend to sign her today?"

For some reason, he seemed to see Mr. Xia's face darken.

Maybe it's a lighting issue.

Fan Yue didn't come to a specific conclusion, but suddenly felt that the phone vibrated, and it was Lin Lie's call.

Thinking of the smell of fire and medicine when Lin Lie and Xia Jincheng met last time, Fan Yue felt a little uncertain.

Unnecessary trouble should be avoided.

"Mr. Xia, anyway, thank you. I still have something to do, so I'll go up first." He opened the door and got out of the car as he said so.

The wrist was suddenly strangled, and the palm of that big hand was hot, and the skin on Fan Yue's wrist was continuously burned through the fabric of the clothes.

My heartbeat accelerated for a moment, I don't know who it was.

The air in the car froze, and he didn't hear the man speak for a long time.

"Is there anything else?" Fan Yue frowned and asked him, his eyes fell on his grasped wrist.

He was pinched a little uncomfortable.

Xia Jincheng realized that she was impulsive, let go of her hand and turned her head to stare at the steering wheel uncomfortably, "No. Go."

Fan Yue hesitated for a moment, but his phone was still vibrating, so he could only agree "yes", turned around and got out of the car.

Seeing the figure of the man walk away, Xia Jincheng's hands on the steering wheel tightened involuntarily, as if the neckline was being strangled by something, he loosened the tie a little impatiently.

Lost control too many times today.

The car was parked at the door for too long, and the hotel waiter came to ask if he needed any help.

"No need." He said lightly, started the car again and drove out of the hotel.

……

"Okay, I've already bought it. Is 100 enough?" Fan Yue tilted his head and held the phone between his shoulders, fumbling for the room card in his pocket to open the door.

The fabric of the clothes was a bit unfamiliar, and his pockets were empty, so he couldn't help but pause.

This is not his clothes, this coat seems to be...

Lin Lie's helpless voice came from the receiver: "Although it's not enough, what I want is not for you to sell me. I just leave it to my precious fans. What I want to say is that I will personally give you I wrote a song, please take the time to listen to it, okay?"

"Oh." Fan Yue came back to his senses, took out the room card from the inside of the dress to open the door, and still didn't forget to complain, "So this song counts as my birthday present?"

Maybe he would be happier if he gave him the money earned from this song.

"What do you mean by dismissal!" Lin Lie started chattering a lot on the phone again. Fan Yue didn't listen very carefully. where……

"Fan Yue," Lin Lie called his name suddenly, with a serious tone, "Are you in a relationship?"