Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

The night rain was pattering, and Gao Tezhu was rarely free, and soon fell asleep. When she was sleeping soundly, a cheerful ringtone broke through the tranquility of the night.

Gao Te helped awaken with horror, and his heart thumped.

There is nothing more terrifying than a late night call.

She grabbed the phone and glanced at it first, and half-sighed secretly—not at home. Take a few more deep breaths, and pick it up in a steady tone, "Mr Wei?"

Take a look at the watch-twelve forty.

so late?

And strangely, Wei Zhuang did not speak immediately.

Gao Tezhu frowned and quickly let go. She paused, and when she wanted to ask again, Wei Zhuang had already spoken, "Alex, how long has my contract been signed?"

Gao Special Assistant, English name Alex, she said truthfully, "78 days."

Weizhuang is quiet again.

Gao Tezhu thought for a while, and then asked softly: "Mr Wei, is your head hurting again?"

When Gao Tezhu went to work with Wei Zhuang, it was during the period when Luanhua was developing the film and television business. Every day there are endless meetings and endless topics to discuss. Several secretaries in Weizhuang are too busy to touch the floor.

At that time, Wei Zhuang suffered from migraine headaches and became severely insomnia all night. Later, I consulted a doctor and helped me with drugs, and my illness got better. After a period of raising, I was cured.

According to the records of Gao Tezhu, Wei Zhuang has not said that she has a headache or insomnia for several years. She does not sleep long, five to six hours are enough, she does not stay up late, and keeps this habit for many years.

Suddenly I called late at night. If it was really an old disease, I had to spare time to see a doctor, and I had to communicate with Secretary Ma before adjusting the schedule.

But Wei Zhuang was quiet, she said: "It's okay."

Gao Tezhu continued to ask, "That..."

Her eyebrows jumped, "Do you want to end the contract with Miss Xiang early?"

This time Wei Zhuang was silent for longer. She said, "Wait, it's okay. You can rest."

After finishing the call, Gao Tezhu fell back into the bed, yawned, and turned over. Too tired, she has the strength to gossip only if she is full of sleep. She waited until she woke up tomorrow to try to figure out why her boss was so abnormal tonight.

After Wei Zhuang put down the phone, she walked out of the room.

The house is quiet.

She stood for a while, her skirt swaying, she walked into Xiang Xiaoyuan's room, a gray wall lamp was turned on in the room, and there was no one on the bed.

Wei Zhuang groaned for a few seconds, walked in, walked to the other side of the bed, and saw her. The light was dim, and she wrapped the quilt tightly, showing only one face.

In this position, standing at the door is impossible to find. You have to walk to the other side of the bed. She slept in a small ball with her back leaning against the bed, feeling that only in this way can she sleep peacefully.

Wei Zhuang stood still, his eyes fixed on her sleeping position for a long, long time, his eyebrows were almost imperceptibly slow, and there was a little unreadable emotion passing between his eyes.

She leaned closer, and the shadow fell on the quilt of the small garden.

Xiaoyuan frowned, and rubbed his pillow.

Wei Zhuang stepped back, Xiaoyuan was already alert, she sat down reflexively, waved her hand in the air vigorously, and at the same time drew back, her back hit the bed severely because of her movement, and her eyes He stared wide, motionless for several seconds, his expression stunned but horrified.

Wei Zhuang frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, Xiao Yuan's expression gradually eased. She blinked, as if only then could he see who was in front of her.

Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed.

"Oh, Mr. Wei..." Xiaoyuan took a few breaths, and then relaxed, his tight shoulders slackened. She was about to cry. She suddenly ran into her room in the middle of the night without saying a word. She was terrified. Can she just say, who knows what this young man is going to do?

Xiaoyuan glanced at her quilt, then glanced at the bed, a little embarrassed, "I...recognize the bed."

This is not just a reason for recognizing the bed.

Wei Zhuang stared at her. She was wearing the hotel's long-sleeved silk pajamas with green polka dots on a white background. She slept slightly wrinkled, her neckline exposed a crystal-clear neck, and her sunken collarbone quivered slightly.

She is very young.

No matter how young she is, she is a mature woman.

Wei Zhuang's gaze retracted from under her neck.

The privacy of adults should be respected. As long as Wei Zhuang is willing, she can easily learn about all the big and small things in Xiang Xiaoyuan’s 25-year-old life, but even if they sign the "contract", Wei Zhuang does not have this idea.

"Can you sleep like this?" Wei Zhuang asked.

Xiaoyuan gave a hesitant "um" and asked hesitantly: "Are you...can't you sleep?"

Wei Zhuang was silent for two seconds, and then gave a faint "um".

Xiaoyuan groaned in her heart. Was she so angry that she couldn't sleep because of what happened? Then came in her room so angry? Wouldn't her guilt be too great in this case?

It seems that I still have to apologize.

However, she had to know what she had done wrong before she could apologize.

Xiaoyuan quietly raised her eyes to look at Weizhuang. Weizhuang was also looking at her. He didn't mean to leave. Instead, he sat down on the single sofa opposite the bed.

"Mr. Wei, what happened in the trial just now... is that I didn't think about it, and I didn't take into account your emotions." Xiaoyuan bit the scalp and apologized. As soon as she said it, her thoughts became clear. She explained her thoughts clearly. I actually want to ask you for advice and ask your opinion. There is no other meaning. If there is anything that affects your mood, I am really sorry."

After Xiaoyuan finished speaking, he looked down and waited for Wei Zhuang to speak.

After waiting for a while, I heard her say: "It's none of your business."

Xiaoyuan raised his head to look at her, Wei Zhuang looked sideways at the window.

The rain hasn't stopped.

She is still watching the rain.

What the **** is it? Why do you always show such a lonely look?

It was not the first time that she felt this way, and she wondered why she felt that Wei Zhuang was like this.

Speechless for a while, she was sitting on the carpet, she was sitting on the chair. Only the drizzle outside the window, only the silence between them, and only the air that separates the noise of the world from coexistence.

Xiaoyuan's legs were numb when sitting curled up, and she slowly straightened her lower legs. His joints clicked, and they were numb and sore. He couldn't help but let out a soft "hey".

She went to take a look at Weizhuang, she was looking over, Xiaoyuan stopped moving.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"..."

How to answer this? Xiaoyuan was a little confused by the sudden sentence. Looking back on the number of times she spent time with her, and then pondering her own psychology-she was not afraid, but nervous.

She really didn't understand Wei Zhuang's psychology.

Wei Zhuang seemed to just say something casually, and didn't expect her to answer.

Xiaoyuan discovered another characteristic of her. In addition to work, her interest in other things is very weak and fleeting. Is it a momentary move of her to sign with herself? And what did the night before?

"I'm not afraid of you, just..."

But the age difference is a bit big, the generation gap is big, and you don’t like to talk...

It's not easy to talk about.

More difficult to talk than a hundred Zou Yirui.

Of course Xiaoyuan didn't say this, otherwise Wei Zhuang would "close her business" if he gets angry.

She didn't know that when she was embarrassed, her small face would wrinkle slightly, which made her look a little more childish, which was originally beautiful and charming. Although she is a mature woman, she is still very young. Wei Zhuang will not embarrass such a young girl.

"You rest." Wei Zhuang said quietly, she got up and walked out through the small garden.

Xiaoyuan looked in the direction of her disappearance, tilted her head and hesitated for a while, finally stood up and followed out.

The rain should have stopped, and Wei Zhuang poured the wine and glanced out the window. The amber liquid makes the fingers holding the cup whiter and longer

Hearing a noise in the ear, Wei Zhuang looked over and followed Xiang Xiaoyuan.

"President Wei, if you can't sleep, let me chat with you," she said.

Xiaoyuan thought that after all, she signed the contract. Even though the contract did not stipulate what she was going to do, it was indeed Wei Zhuang who successfully lifted Wei Jiabao’s ban before her audition was successful. She also ate someone else’s meal. It's not good to do nothing.

Wei Zhuang is also a woman. For the time being, Ignore that she is a high-ranking person who always gives orders in the industry for a long time. She is just a same-sex who has been older than herself for several years.

Calm down, and don't have to ask for resources under her.

Xiaoyuan stroked it more clearly, and stroked it more boldly, "I will accompany you to drink the bar." She glanced at Wei Zhuang and took out the bottle of whiskey, paused for a while, and blinked her eyelashes trembling.

Wei Zhuang stared at her when Xiaoyuan said "I'll accompany you to chat" to "I'll accompany you to drink a bar." Her eyes flashed with confusion, and after a few seconds, she pointed to the wine cabinet.

Xiaoyuan was relieved knowingly, and went to the wine cabinet to get the wine. She was still a little sleepy on her face, but she was very interested. She didn't understand the rows of wine. She picked a bottle of red wine, took the wine glass, and poured some. , Put it on the crystal table.

The warm light of a floor lamp spread a small halo, covering both of them.

Xiaoyuan drank a glass of wine. It tasted good, so he poured another glass.

She glanced at Wei Zhuang's cup, she drank slowly.

She can't just drink without talking, she has to find a topic, what is she looking for? It can't be lipstick anyway.

Xiaoyuan's gaze looked over, there seemed to be a sense, and she also looked over.

The eyes of the two met, in the subtle and awkward silence of this rainy night.

In the early hours of the night, there is always no defense, and with the blessing of alcohol, Xiaoyuan finally asked: "Mr Wei, can I ask, why did you sign a contract with me?"

Is it just a momentary move or?

She doesn't lack anything like this. People who have reached the pinnacle of their careers shouldn't lack partners, right? Why would you be "interested" in yourself?

Could it be that the objects of her intentions were all hormonal men like "Wang Ji"?

Wei Zhuang's eyes were not clear in the halo, and her voice came: "What about you?"

Xiaoyuan took a sip of wine and didn’t tell Xiang Zhishi about asking her to visit her mother in Pengcheng. He only said that the screenwriter Shi Hai liked her as the second female, but the producer was delayed because of Wei Jiabao’s relationship. I agreed with her about going to the audition. She said: "I really want to make a better scene."

Having said this, she found that she had neglected the premise in her subconscious before-she didn't hate Wei Zhuang, she even thought about something else.

"I am able to play the role of Ling Yao, thanks to your blessing, and I haven't thanked you yet."

"It's your own ability."

Wei Zhuang's response was faint, without any emotional ups and downs.

Xiaoyuan felt that her mood seemed a little better, and her expression became even more unclear. Maybe she was drunk, and she was not good at drinking.

His mind was a little groggy, and the skin on his face and neck was faintly hot, like a person's breath. Xiaoyuan swallowed another sip, and the urge to figure it out also surged.

"President Wei, can you tell me why you signed a contract with me?"

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