Help!The big guy is in my heart again

Chapter 90 That day, Cen Shuo was with me

Several people were carefully observing the big man's face, the prospect of this drama still depends on Xinghuang.

Over the past few months, everyone has had a preliminary understanding of this young second son. He is quick to do things, has a vision and structure, and speaks little. He is indeed the most valued son of the Cen family.

He seemed absent-minded today, but he would give an answer when he listened to these words from time to time.

Everyone sat upright, looking at the one who lived in the main seat.

"Xinghuang has invested in so many actors, and the advertisers and producers have already negotiated. The popularity is already high before the filming starts."

"Half of Xinghuang's actors will participate, and everyone will pay attention to the results."

"Wen Qing's reputation and reputation for acting are very good, and he can indeed take on the leading role in this drama."

"Yulan signed the contract a long time ago. Anyway, the protagonist of this drama has to be someone from Xinghuang."

After much deliberation, only Wen Qing.

Seeing Cen Shuo's silence, Nian Siming thought he disagreed, and asked his opinion: "Mr. Cen, what do you think?"

The man paused, "Yeah."

Nian Siming nodded, a little surprised.

It seems that Mr. Cen also agrees with Wen Qing to take the lead?A few days ago, Mr. Cen asked him to check on Ruan Zhaozhao who had an accident under his command.
Even Yang Li, who had resigned, greeted Nian Siming and asked him to take care of Ruan Zhaozhao.

He also didn't expect that a relatively well-known newcomer would offend someone, so that the other party released such black material to maliciously punish her, and it was such black material that could be clarified in a very short time.

The man's eyes were cold, his fair skin collided with the light, and his long legs were casually crossed.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, it seemed that Mr. Cen meant to adjourn the meeting.

"Nothing."

"Nothing."

"Nothing."

"Wait—" An unscrupulous voice came through the air, Cen Fan raised his hand and appeared in front of everyone, as if he was coming to ask for opinions.

Cen Fan giggled, looking natural and easy-going, "Who said there is no more, am I not also a shareholder of Xinghuang?"

Everyone sitting down fell silent.

Cen Fan grinned and showed his white teeth: "Hey, Cen Shuo, it's been a few days since we brothers have seen each other."

His attitude is natural and enthusiastic, without any disobedience, just like a good brother.

The man sitting across from him remained calm.

"Don't be so indifferent." Cen Chen pursed his lips, "Oh, by the way, what were you talking about just now, talk to me too."

Cen Fan pulled a stool casually and sat directly opposite Cen Shuo.

The two brothers faced each other, and anyone could smell the smell of gunpowder in the air.

After a long time, the man said, "Go out first."

Several Xinghuang's high-level executives were eager to leave quickly, lest the two young masters fight, and they had to pretend to persuade them to fight.

Cen Fan put his legs on the table and smiled leisurely: "Don't, why did you let people go away? What did you just say? Why, you don't want to tell my brother."

"I also made suggestions for this drama, and I even let my people play a role in it."

Cen Qin's eyes were fixed: "Your person?"

Cen Qin: "That's right, isn't he one of my people?"

"Hiss." Cen Fan seemed to have suddenly remembered something, put down his legs and folded his hands and leaned forward in one breath, and suddenly laughed twice, "I recently saw a news about our company while surfing the Internet. What Ruan Zhaozhao's. Hiss, she's playing hot enough, I heard she's still under your command."

Cen Fan suddenly became serious: "Cen Shuo, I thought you were so clean in your bones, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."

It's not the same as liking to play with this kind of crap, and it's not the same as being cuckolded.

Cen Shuo stood up, wearing a neat suit, and left.

Just as he pushed the door open, a voice came from behind him——

"I forgot to tell you—I've already taken over your architectural studio in New York." Cen Shan smiled lightly, with no complacent expression in his eyes, "From now on, I won't bother you to handle our house. studio."

Cen Shuo's expression remained unchanged, and his pupils, like pools of water, became deeper and deeper.

Ruan Zhaozhao found an open space to call Cen Shuo, but he couldn't get through.

"What's going on?" She was a little anxious, "Something must have happened." He gave people a sense of security, and he never missed appointments or lost contact.

"I'm looking for you, remember to return my message."

"Let's go home together in a while, shall we?"

Ruan Zhaozhao sent him a few voice messages.

As soon as she turned around, she found a green figure leaning against the door, staring straight at her—

Wen Qing stared at her face and said with a smile, "Sorry, I just came in, did I scare you?"

Ruan Zhaozhao quickly thought about what he didn't say out of line just now, "Well, it's okay."

The woman came forward and washed her hands: "That's good."

After Wen Qing cleaned up, she glanced in the mirror at the young woman who was waiting for news on her mobile phone: "Are you waiting for news?"

"Ah."

She has never had any contact with Wen Qing, and she doesn't know what happened today, but Wen Qing talked so much to her.

Wen Qing turned to meet her gaze: "Are you on the phone with Mr. Cen?"

Ruan Zhaozhao was taken aback.

Wen Qing seemed to have read her mind, and explained: "It's a surprise, do I know?"

Ruan Zhaozhao did not answer.

Wen Qing: "Oh, I saw you get into his car that day."

It is not uncommon for high-level officials and glamorous female stars to happen.

Ruan Zhaozhao frowned, it was the day of the audition.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Do you and Mr. Cen get together often?"

Ruan Zhaozhao smiled but did not answer.

It turned out that she was so cautious.

Wen Qing brushed her hair, and said earnestly, "Zhao Zhao, let me advise you, you are still young, don't put all your eggs in one basket."

Displeasure appeared in Ruan Zhaozhao's eyes, and he sighed inwardly, "Senior Wen, it's nothing, I'll go first."

Ruan Zhaozhao turned around, but the female voice behind him still didn't stop—

"You don't know, where did he go yesterday afternoon?"

Ruan Zhaozhao's mind went blank, and he turned around: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Are you so confident?" Wen Qing: "I remember, yesterday he was wearing a black shirt and a black coat. He only took his mobile phone out. Right."

The light shone on Ruan Zhaozhao's head, which was a bit dazzling, her words kept ringing in her ears, and the memory of yesterday kept burning the nerve endings.

Wen Qing saw through her slight panic at the moment: "Aren't you so confident? I haven't said anything yet. But, thank you very much for not pestering Mr. Cen that day, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten this role." Smiling, "But don't worry, for the sake of our company and the face of Mr. Cen, I..."

"You think too much." The woman said sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)