Same-sex marriage legalized

The moment the voice sounded, all three of us subconsciously looked towards the door.

Then--

Brother Jian was silent.

Xiao Dai also immediately shut his mouth.

Because the person standing at the door is Mr. Wei.I don't know how long and how much he has listened to. Judging from his questioning, it should be that he has not been here for a long time.

Seeing that we all remained silent and did not speak, Mr. Wei raised his legs and walked into the room.

He closed the door, Shen Mou asked again: "What's the matter?"

The temperature in the speech is extremely low.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned cold to the bottom.

When Mr. Wei spoke, he looked at Brother Jian.

I could clearly see Brother Jian's hands trembling, his lips murmured for a moment, as if he was organizing his words; Xiao Dai lowered his head deeply like a child being called by the class teacher, as if he had made a mistake.

For Mr. Weilai, the matter itself should not be worth mentioning, but it is some disputes between artists under the company and others, and the same thing is not uncommon in the circle.But brother Jian just mentioned Mr. Wei and said not to mention this matter with him, the nature is quite different.

From the original ordinary artist conflict, it immediately escalated to "company employees deliberately plotting behind the leadership's back".

"Brother Jian, Xiaodai." I stood up and called them both, "Go out first, I have something to talk to Mr. Wei."

Brother Jian was a little worried, so I gave him a comforting look.Xiao Dai has always trusted me very much. I asked her to leave first, and she turned her head and walked towards the door.

So they both left here.

Then I looked at Mr. Wei: "It's a long story, let's sit down and talk."

Mr. Wei looked at me solemnly, and we stood facing each other for a few seconds.Finally, he sat down as I said, and I made him a cup of coffee with sugar and milk.

He took the coffee, and even in a fit of anger, he didn't forget to say thank you.

I seldom see Mr. Wei being so serious—it’s not the seriousness of his face, but his impression, because most of the time he gives me the impression that he is stable, but not cold.

I thought he was angry, and there was anger in his heart, that's why he was like this.But carefully distinguishing the emotions in his eyes and brows, I found that he was more angry than angry.

As for the content of being angry...

Finally, Mr. Wei opened his mouth: "Is there anything you can't let me know?"

I shook my head: "Of course not."

He wants to know anything, and I have no position to hide—whether from a personal or an artist's point of view.

"Then why did Yue Jian say that?" Mr. Wei put down the coffee, turned his head and looked over with serious eyes, "Obviously he knows about you, and your assistant seems to know too. Is it just me who can't know?" ?”

as predicted.

Mr. Wei's quarrel is not that I didn't tell him, but that I told Brother Jian and Xiao Dai, but discussed with them whether to hide it from him.

"That's not what we mean." I explained to him, "Brother Jian said that because he was afraid that these trivial matters at work would take up Mr. Wei's time, and he didn't want you to bother."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wei picked up the coffee and held it in his hands.

His tone of voice was dull again: "Why do you say it's a trivial matter?"

I:"……"

For a moment, I couldn't see what he cared about.

It seems that I have been focusing on my work during this time, and I haven't figured out the mood of the donor in time, so I have become more and more confused about Mr. Wei's mind recently.

This is my relapse.

Thinking of this, I didn't explain anything, but simply sorted out the matter between me and Hu Zeliang, and told Mr. Wei about it.

During this process, Mr. Wei's eyes were always looking at me, so I clearly saw the process of his eyes becoming more and more serious.Although I haven't seen him really angry, I can tell that he is furious just by looking at the deep dark green under his eyes.

What's more, his hand holding the handle of the cup was tense, and his knuckles were slightly white.

"Boom-"

He put the cup on the table vigorously, but did not speak.

Before he took a few sips of the coffee, he picked it up and put it down back and forth, and finally spilled some.It's a pity that this time sugar and milk should be exactly the amount that Mr. Wei likes most.

"Actually, it's nothing serious." I advised Mr. Wei, "Hu Zeliang just wanted to show off his words and didn't dare to do anything. Brother Jian is already preparing to contact Yiyu's public relations team to put pressure on the other party. When we meet again, he won't be so arrogant again."

He remained silent, with an ugly expression on his face, and suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, rolled up my sleeves and began to check.

Realizing what he was doing, I smiled helplessly: "Mr. Wei, Hu Zeliang didn't touch me, and we didn't have time to fight."

"Not in time?" He asked me seriously, with a serious expression, "Does he still want to fight with you?"

"..."

I was speechless for a moment.

When I didn't know how to answer, Mr. Wei checked me carefully inside and out.He looked serious with his head down and his eyes closed, like an old father who was worried about his children getting into trouble outside.

Because of the metaphor that suddenly came to my mind, I couldn't help laughing.

He frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

I pursed my lips, but couldn't control the curvature of my eyebrows.

"fine."

After confirming that I was fine, Mr. Wei tidied up my clothes, and said earnestly: "Is that Hu Zeliang? I remember it. If you encounter such a bad thing in the future, you don't need to give him face, and don't put yourself in danger." The situation. You can just leave, we will have plenty of ways to deal with him later.”

If someone else said this, it would only make people feel that he was talking big, but this was said by Mr. Wei, and no one would doubt the authenticity of his words.

I didn't want to bother him, lest Yiyu Entertainment would end badly after making a big deal out of it.But since he already knew and was still a little concerned, the company must have a good solution.

In this case, I just need to cooperate with the company's arrangements.

So I nodded.

"Listen to Mr. Wei."

He finally looked better and asked me, "Going home?"

"Yeah," I said, "go home."

----

On the way home from work, brother Jian sent me a series of messages.

He first apologized, saying that because he was not careful enough, he did not notice that Mr. Wei had walked outside the office door, and asked himself such a question, which angered Mr. Wei.

Then he continued to ask and exhort with concern.

——He Zhi, Mr. Wei didn't blame you, did he?

——What did Mr. Wei say to you alone?

——If Boss Wei gets angry, don’t quarrel with him, just say that me and the PR team think it’s more appropriate to deal with it, and you just listen to my arrangement.

……

Xiao Dai also sent a few inquiries, only asking what the final result was.

I replied to Xiao Dai first, telling her not to worry too much, just concentrate on preparing for the next work.Then click on the dialog box with Brother Jian and tell him that he is fine and don't worry.

Brother Jian: Is Mr. Wei not angry?

I replied: not angry.

Brother Jian: That’s good, that’s good!I was afraid that you guys would quarrel because of this matter. You don't even know that Zhang Leming of Montgomery Entertainment had a dispute with their management last time, and the consequences were disastrous...

I just said: Don't be afraid, I won't quarrel with Mr. Wei.

Two people can quarrel when they get along normally, and they can quarrel if they have interests, but I have no position to quarrel with Mr. Wei.Besides, to take a step back, no matter what the purpose is, we really wanted to hide what happened this time, so there is no such thing as stubbornness.

After a while, Brother Jian sent another message.

——You just know how to measure too well, which is a good thing and a bad thing.

These words seem familiar, and Huang Zhengming seems to have said the same thing for many years.He said that crying children have milk, but you just can't be petty, so even if the person you're following is Wei Shengli, you haven't gotten any huge benefits.

I can't help laughing.

Now what I get from Yiyu and Mr. Wei, isn't it a huge benefit in their eyes?

No wonder.

After all, I'm just an ordinary person.

Regardless of other things, let’s just say that in the past three years since I entered the industry, I have seen too many people with dreams die on the way forward, and leave the circle in dismay.In an environment where there are too many monks and too little food, there are fewer and fewer opportunities for newcomers, but the company has given me many resources to choose from.

For me, that's already enough.

Mr. Wei was driving the car when he suddenly turned to look at me and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Brother Xiaojian. He thought you were angry and was afraid that we would quarrel, so he persuaded me a few words." I continued, "I have explained it clearly to him, we will not quarrel."

After hearing this, Mr. Wei thought for a moment: "We have never quarreled."

"Yeah." I laughed, "Not once."

After a while, Mr. Wei suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Because we have a good relationship."