All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Zhen director Leng Leng Leng, Zhen wife glimpsed the note, drooping eyes said: "take it, who knows if there is something important."

After hearing this, Zhen answered the phone, "Hello, sunken boat. What can I do for you? "

The boat on the other end of the phone called out, "Dad. I want to talk to you about cooperation. You took over the drama of Huanyu, and because of the Qing Yu, you voluntarily broke the contract, didn't you? "

Zhen answered, "well, that's right."

The position of screening director in the entertainment industry is also very important now. Entertainment industry is a little bit of a little bit of wind and grass, pass to the extra fast, this is also Zhen guide know.

"What's the matter?" he asked

Lu Chenzhou said with a smile, "it's nothing. Last night, I went to Mr. Fang of Huanyu and bought the copyright of this play. I think it's up to you. "

This is a good work. It's a pity for Zhen to give up because of the thin weaving fog. Therefore, Lu Chenzhou went to Mr. Fang of Huanyu yesterday and bought the copyright of the play.

Zhen's face was slightly stagnant, "what? You bought the copyright of the play? "

Lu Chenzhou answered, and he said, "I always wanted to cooperate with you, but I didn't find the opportunity. This time is just right. I wonder if you would like to. If you like, you can come to China to talk about it later. "

Mrs. Zhen listened to Zhen's words, and her eyes fell on thin Zhiwu's face. She was drinking soup with her head down. Seeing Mrs. Zhen looking at herself, she could not help feeling a little strange, "Mom, why do you look at me like this?"

Mrs. Zhen said, "didn't you hear me? Lu Chenzhou bought this play and wanted your father to direct it. "

Bo Zhiwu murmured softly, "yes, if dad thinks this is a good film, he can take it. If he doesn't want to, he won't take it. It doesn't make a big difference to me. "

Mrs. Zhen lifted her lips and didn't know what to say, so she closed her mouth.

Zhen chuckled and said, "yes, of course. Huayu's publicity team and capital chain are top of the circle. Of course, dad will go. "

Thin weave fog does not have too big mood fluctuation, "mmm."

After all, it's just a regular business cooperation. How can it become something else in Mrs. Zhen's eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhen said, "Shen Zhou helped our family this time. Is it appropriate to invite him to dinner?"

Thin weaving fog quickly said: "no! I will take my wife to make money for the company! After all, for capitalists, making money is more fun than eating, right? "

After such an embarrassing dinner last time, Bo Zhiwu is really afraid. Five people in the family sit together, two of them are tit for tat, the other two are like watching the fun, and the other one is just living in the crack.

Zhen guide see her face refused to look, can not help but feel a little funny, "I am just a casual mention, how do you so big reaction?"

Thin weaving mist pursed his lips and said, "do you have any?"

After all, Zhen Dao is the treasure of his family.

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people are coming and going in the hospital. Ji Jiayan is holding the list in his hand and waiting for the psychologist to come.

The nurse in the corridor was carrying a tray and came towards him, "Hey, did you hear that some time ago, all the employees of Huayue went to the doctor's Hospital for physical examination. Ah, big enterprises are good. The examination and physical examination are different. They also go to private hospitals

After listening to the round face, he curled his mouth and said, "do you think it's so simple?"

The little eye felt strange, frowned and said, "ah, isn't it?"

The round face whispered, "No. I heard that it seems to be related to miss Zhen... "

Small eyes asked again, "Miss Zhen?"

Round face repeatedly nodded, "yes, it is said that Miss Zhen is the former thin weaving fog But she forgot about the past, and Lu always felt strange, which made people check it out... "

The conversation between the two girls fell into Ji Jiayan's ears.

The smile on the corner of his lips gradually froze. The hand holding the list became harder and harder.

Do you know? He wants weaving to remember?

Ji Jiayan's eyes light a little bit clear up, eyes become firm. He stood up, and the psychiatrist came back after the meeting. Seeing Ji Jiayan's figure, he said hello, "Jiayan..."

"I'm busy today. I'll come back another day."

Ji Jiayan only dropped such a sentence, then turned into the elevator. The door of the elevator closed slowly, leaving the doctor standing in the same place puzzled and puzzled, and murmured in a low voice, "it's really Strange. "

"Hello, Mr. Ji."

Ji Jiayan slightly nodded his head, which was a response to the front desk. His cold voice sounded in the front desk, "where's president Lu?"

The front desk was stunned for a moment. According to the truth, she would not be able to disclose the itinerary of Lu Chenzhou. But thinking of the good relationship between Lu Chenzhou and Ji Jiayan, he helped to check, "wait a moment."Ji Jiayan coldly answered.

After checking the front desk, she said with a smile, "Mr. Lu is in a meeting. If you want to see him, you'd better make an appointment first."

Lu Chenzhou's schedule is full today. Ji Jiayan's eyes light slightly heavy, silent for a while, this just said: "good, since this, then please help me to make an appointment for a general manager."

The front desk laughed. "OK, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Ji Jiayan shook his head and turned away from Huayu.

When Lu Chenzhou came out of the conference room, Secretary Ji said, "president, the people at the front desk just said that scriptwriter Ji wants to make an appointment for you and talk about something."

Lu Chenzhou frowned slightly, and his long and narrow eyes narrowed, "what are you talking about?"

Secretary Ji shook his head, "I don't know."

Ji Jiayan seldom looks for himself. Every time he looks for himself, he is basically for weaving.

Lu Chenzhou kept silent and said, "let him come to see me at 4:30 this afternoon."

Secretary quarter should a, turn to do.

In the afternoon, Ji Jiayan came to Huayu.

Lu Chenzhou is waiting for him in the office. He pushes the door and enters. "What can I do for you?" Lu asked coldly

Ji Jiayan's burning eyes fell on him. He opened the door and said, "do you want Zhizhi to remember the past?"

After a while, Lu sank into a daze and soon recovered her former calm. His cold voice sounded in the room. "She's my wife. She's forgotten about me. As a husband, I think it's my duty to make her remember things about me."

Ji Jiayan's lips curled up a trace of sarcastic arc, he said coolly: "husband? Mr. Lu, I'm afraid you haven't figured out one thing? "

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