protect my love

"Hello, looking for Zhan Yijiang."

The floor Xunxing usually uses for reception is the 10th floor, and the 12th floor is the office area. In addition, there is another reason why Zi Mingjun went directly to the 12th floor. on this floor.

The front desk heard his voice, and when he looked up, it was indeed.

"Mr. Zi, I will take you inside."

Zi Mingjun nodded and followed her to Zhan Yijiang's office.

"He should have arrived at the company, why don't you wait here, or let me see if there is any free meeting room for you?"

Zhan Yijiang hasn't found him yet, but the colleagues around him have already noticed him. For a while, more than a dozen pairs of blinking eyes looked at him curiously, pretending not to notice.

"Let's see if there is a conference room, it's troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble." So the two walked all the way to the row of compartments, until the last one was empty.

"There are a lot of company affairs recently."

Zi Mingjun contributed a lot by himself.

"Well, I understand, so I'll wait here for a while?"

"Well, please wait a moment."

The meeting room was not small, and Zi Mingjun found a place where he could get a little sunlight and sat down.

Zhan Yijiang came over soon, and Zi Mingjun just fell asleep at that time.

"Wait a long time." As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ming Ming all in black leaning quietly on the swivel chair, except for his face and neck, which were bathed in sunlight.

Zhan Yijiang, who came to this scene in person, would think that if this person specializes in youth films, he can maximize his personal commercial value.

The eyelashes are hooked, and the cheeks are white and tender. Recently, the sense of youth seems to be heavier than before, as if time travels back to the school days.

Thinking about it again, it is not entirely unfounded that love is a good medicine.

"how come."

"Have you figured it out?" Zhan Yijiang was not polite. He has been very busy recently, which can basically be attributed to Zi Mingjun.

"Think about it." Zi Mingjun buckled the phone screen on the table, shielding all external factors that might interfere with him.

"Hmm." So far Zhan Yijiang didn't think he would be surprised by the choice of the word Mingjun.

"After March next year, I will go to Vientiane."

When every word of this sentence is pronounced clearly and unambiguously, and there is no possibility of mishearing it, but it is contrary to one's original intention, people will suspect that they are in a dream at a certain moment.

Zhan Yijiang probably had this one-second delay, but when he tried to understand the meaning of Mingjun for the hundredth time, Wanxiang stood out from the three options as the least favored one, which really shocked him.

"Ah?" Zhan Yijiang immediately became angry, "What are you talking about, you have to go to Vientiane, is it not for pleasure or for a union between two families?"

"Ah."

There was no hesitation in such a candid tone.Zhan Yijiang knew that Mingjun was serious, and he was the one who made up his mind and had no intention of changing it.

"Are you so sure about Vientiane?" Ming Jun and Zhan Yijiang tacitly understood what kind of certainty he needed.

Especially Zi Mingjun, who has not seen how many resources he lost due to this sudden incident.

Zhan Yijiang is upset because these endorsements and activities are very popular.In order for this kid in front of him to have a better future, he didn't know how many dinners he had been to, and how many times he had vomited. Just two weeks ago, he decided to fight for the opportunity to continue to be Zi Mingjun's agent. Step by step to a height that ordinary people can't reach.

"Brother Zhan, I'm serious, no." Zi Mingjun was very calm, as if saying that some good and bad things had nothing to do with him.

"Why?" Zhan Yijiang couldn't believe it, "So the only reason is that you don't want to continue looking for fun?"

The words are not spoken, and the answer becomes more obvious every time the time advances.Zhan Yijiang would agree with what he didn't want to say.

Some words are too hurtful to say, and those left unsaid have the right to be misunderstood, by the imagination.

"Has Xun Xing treated you badly?"

Zi Mingjun shook his head after a few seconds.

"Have I treated you badly?"

Instead, he shook his head without hesitation.

Zhan Yijiang slapped his right hand on the table with a loud sound.

"I just feel that...Xunxing doesn't know what I really want." Zi Mingjun started by himself, and this voice was like the first stroke cut by a surgeon with a scalpel.

"I'm naive, so naive that I want to beat myself up, and sometimes I even wonder if I have some kind of mental illness, so I always hang the banner of rebellion and take the most precious things to take the most boring risks. Snacks first The street is also a Sichuan restaurant, I always mistakenly think that I can walk on the street with this job and won’t be suddenly called out by strangers, and I actually fell in love naively.” The words Mingjun said are all In fact, although the combination of incidents and incidents does not look like someone's naughty child made it.

"It has nothing to do with your going to Vientiane."

It can be said to hit the nail on the head, Zi Mingjun himself agrees with this point very much.

"Essentially not."

It seems that Zi Mingjun didn't intend to explain it well.

Zhan Yijiang shook his head angrily, and laughed intermittently: "I used to think you were just naive, but not stupid." It was also a separate sentence.

But Zhan Yijiang really wanted to talk to him: "First of all, Vientiane will definitely not train you as hard as we do. No matter how many resources they have, they are not yours. Secondly, you may not know this. How did you get through it? It was all supported by lesser-known colleagues from the same company. And if you go now, you can only rely on someone else's support."

Ming Jun couldn't sit still when he said half of the words. Judging from past cases, what he said was indeed not alarmist.

"They insisted on breaking the rules and coming to a joint training that day, because they knew that you would not choose Wanxiang in the two individual subjects, do you understand?"

Even this sentence is true.

Zi Mingjun found desperately that he still didn't have a correct understanding of his childishness.

If Zhan Yijiang didn't tell him these things today and he chose Vientiane, he might not be able to afford the consequences.

Having said that, he has his own reasons for choosing Vientiane.

"But, what should I do." It was not a question at all.

Zi Mingjun did not try to find out how Xunxing was handling his affairs, but it has been four full days, and he himself has not appeared in public, explained, or dealt with the aftermath of his actions.

"There can be a press conference tonight, or a live broadcast. You choose the format, and the manuscript will be given to you later."

"is that useful?"

Just now Zhan Yijiang's tone was already extremely gentle, and Mingjun's words were choked.

"Think about your resources. Mu Xunying's movie is almost finished, the game endorsement is still more than a year away, the script of the TV series is random, and Lin Mian's martial arts movie."

Originally, these must be held firmly in Zi Mingjun's personal hands, but it sounds no longer certain.

Zhan Yijiang's professional level is not low, but Zi Mingjun is occasionally dissatisfied with him because of his carefully guarded professional ethics.

Some people are naturally warm-hearted and cold-hearted, maybe Zhan Yijiang is not, but Zi Mingjun misunderstood like this.

"If I do what you say, and these things can go back to the past, well, I absolutely obey, but who am I now, you choose the so-called work ethics over me over and over again, I will just suffer There is a piece of mud under your professional ethics, the mud is gone, there is a new one, do you need me?"

It is very hurtful to say these words, Zhan Yijiang's whole body froze, and he couldn't utter half of the words.

Zi Mingjun felt that he had gone too far, but his humbleness and helplessness were once real.

"Isn't it? It's quite rare for you to have personality and handle. You can't watch TV dramas and TV dramas, but you have noble taste. Do you have the luck of that group of people? After four years, a TV drama guy came out, and a movie It’s just that the two male protagonists have an accident together, you just wait and see, the movie can’t be saved by using Mu Xunying’s name as the movie’s title!”

After giving each other vicious words, the aggressiveness of the two finally dissipated.

It wasn't anyone's original intention, but it was said anyway.

This time the two sides were really silent for a long time, so long that Zhan Yijiang also pulled out a chair and sat down, looking into each other's eyes across the long and wide conference table.

"Comfortable?"

Of course Zi Mingjun would not admit it.

"Are those sincere?" Zhan Yijiang asked again.

The person being questioned needs to answer positively, the most important thing is that he has nowhere to hide now.

Zi Mingjun nodded, then shook his head.With a final sigh, he simply stopped looking at Zhan Yijiang.Instead, he randomly found a bottle of water on the table and stared at it.

"What I said is true, not a bit adulterated. I have taken care of you for four years, and you have dominated your body for more than 20 years. You can't tell." Zhan Yijiang flicked his mobile phone from the table Give the word Mingjun, the above is the clarification plan.

"You don't have to decide which one to choose now, you can see what Vientiane will do."

Zi Ming didn't read it in a hurry, he exited the file and forwarded the file to himself.

Zhan Yijiang agreed by default.

"It's always good to have a comparison."

"Ah."

This trip seems to have overfulfilled the task, and Zi Mingjun wanted to stay here quietly for a while, because the sun really made him very comfortable.

"You and your..."

"?"

"Forget it, I didn't say anything."

Zi Mingjun guessed that he wanted to ask Bai Lianxi.

"Say his name."

"Ok?"

"Don't you want to ask Bai Lianxi?"

"Bai...well, Manager Bai, you two."

"I still like him, as long as he is willing to forgive me, I will go to him." Zi Mingjun is extremely confident, "After the storm subsides."

"Are you two going to London for vacation?" Zhan Yijiang didn't know about Bai Lianxi's transfer.

"No." Zi Ming refused to say more.

"Forget it, I don't ask about your personal affairs." In fact, there are other things that Zhan Yijiang wants to know more, "Do you still want that game endorsement?"

It's not a radical method of hating iron but not steel at all, Zhan Yijiang just wants to know whether to protect this resource, after all, the game itself is about love between men and women.

Zi Mingjun didn't know either, the only thing was that he had a lot of personal affairs in his propaganda.

"Brother Zhan, when I advertised on Weibo, I actually..."

Zhan Yijiang probably felt that the words Mingjun couldn't explain clearly: "I know, it's your exclusive love diary, right?"

I didn't expect it to be so obvious.

"Very good, fans, although after this incident, fans began to reverse research what happened."

"..." This is also unavoidable.

"Don't worry about it, the last question, let's broadcast live tonight."

So is this really a problem?

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