Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 343 The routine failed, and Shen Yu made a move

   "How many people do you think you can deceive with your clumsy methods? I'm just using my tricks to draw out the mastermind behind the scenes."

  The company that got the bottom price back then has long since disappeared.

  Song Qian turned the world around with his own strength, not only did not cause MT Finance to suffer any losses, but also defeated the opponent beautifully. Since then, he has gradually emerged in the company and was finally recognized by the board of directors. Now he has replaced Song Yuanshan and sat on the high position of group president.

   "Speaking of which, thank you more." The man smiled coldly.

   Betrayal is real, and so is gain.

"However," Song Qian turned his head abruptly and approached him: "Five years ago, I let you go, but why did you show up again five years later and give birth to my son?" , the weirdness and absurdity in the man's tone became more and more obvious.

   Even the decibels are not consciously raised.

  Wei Wanyang didn't speak, or rather, didn't know how to speak.

  The man didn't stop there: "Why did you give birth to Wei Xiaole? Don't say you like me, you want to have a son for me."

   Embarrassment flashed across the woman's eyes, she calmed down immediately, and said calmly, "That's my son too."

   "So, no matter who the father is, you will have him?"

  Wei Wanyang wanted to nod, and then told him confidently: You are just a walking sperm bank, that's all!

   But thinking about her purpose of coming here today, she had to swallow this breath back.

Tolerate!

   Must endure!

   "Song Qian," the woman suddenly raised her head to meet the man's overly harsh gaze, a smile gradually formed on her lips, soft and tender like a bud, "Are you so unconfident in yourself?"

  The man's eyelids twitched suddenly, and in a casual tone: "What do you mean?"

   "It means..." Wei Wanyang took half a step forward and murmured softly, "If I don't have any affection for you, how could I be willing to give birth to your child?"

  Song Qian's heart froze, and while he was shocked, there was also an unspeakable weirdness.

   And this feeling made him instinctively wary.

  But the elegant fragrance of the woman's body penetrates into the nostrils, suddenly far away and near, if there seems to be nothing, even if the reason is still there, it is inevitable to be stunned for a while.

   "Wei Wanyang, do you know what you are talking about?!"

   "I said," said with a smile, "I have no more love for you."

  Song Qian stared at her fiercely, his Youyou eyes burst into flames, as if trying to burn a hole in the woman's face.

   One second.

   Two seconds.

  …

  Suddenly, a sneer escaped from his lips, and the man put on a half-smile expression.

  The woman's eyes flickered slightly, and her dark pupils reflected the man's clear facial contours, as if he was the only one in her eyes.

  Song Qian had to admit that the moment his eyes met, he was indeed bewitched by the woman's beautiful and focused eyes.

   Soon, it returned to normal.

   It's just that there is a lingering dullness in his chest.

   "Wei Wanyang, tell me, what do you want?"

  The woman paused slightly.

  Song Qian looked away and put it back on the young boy, his profile was stern and sharp as a knife.

  After a long silence—

   "I want the shares of Feiyang Entertainment in your hand."

  Song Qian suddenly turned sideways, raised his hand to grab the woman's delicate chin, and kept tightening his strength.

  Wei Wanyang endured the pain and looked at him.

  Compared to the pretended affectionate appearance just now, it is obvious that this is the real her—

  Stubborn, stubborn, unconvinced, and unconvinced.

   "This is your purpose today? Heh, Feiyang Entertainment... has become a favorite."

   "Song Qian," the woman's expression and tone softened at the same time, "Just pretend I'm begging you and give me Feiyang entertainment, okay?"

   "Give it to you? Then what? Take advantage of this shareholder's wind to fight with me and regain Xiaole's custody?"

   "..."

  Suddenly withdrew the strength, the woman's jaw was forced to lift, and the man's eyes were cold, "Do you think I will give you this chance?"

  At a certain moment, Wei Wanyang suddenly figured it out.

  It turned out that the man in front of her was no longer the gentle and smiling Song Qian five years ago. He was Xiao Le's father, her former man, and even a shrewd businessman who refused to suffer.

  In the eyes of businessmen, affection is the least valuable thing.

   Wei Wanyang brushed away the man's hand, Song Gan paused, his eyebrows tightened suddenly.

   Fortunately, although he is strong, he still has room for it, otherwise, he would not let the woman break free easily.

   "I remember you said more than once that I would laugh and drink with you, and even sleep with you in order to win resources." Her voice was soft, like a lover's murmur, and she opened up all the unbearable things and spread them out in the sun.

   She should have been wronged and angry, but she smiled brightly.

  Song Qian suddenly felt very harsh.

She continued on her own: "You said that I am not self-loving and unclean, so I am not worthy of being Xiaole's mother, and you have lost face. Now, there is a chance to change the status quo. As long as I win Feiyang Entertainment , you can sit on an equal footing with the film and television party, and no longer have to go back and forth between dinners, begging for perfection, and swallowing your anger."

   "Heh, Wei Wanyang, why do you think I will help you?"

   "Just because I am the mother of your son."

  The man narrowed his eyes half-closed, and the look of danger flashed past, "You use Xiaole as a bargaining chip?"

   "Don't put it so harshly. Since you have tried everything possible to **** Xiaole away, you probably won't just watch his biological mother being humiliated and living in a miserable state."

  Song Qian sneered: "Who gave you confidence?"

   "Because—" the woman paused every word, "Xiao Le can't afford to lose face, and you, Song Qian, can't afford to lose face either!"

   "Wei Wanyang! Are you threatening me?!"

   "Wrong, I'm just asking you for the compensation you deserve."

  The man raised his eyebrows.

"If it wasn't for your deliberate mischief to let the brokerage company poach Deng Yang and Qu Ting, the studio would not be in a difficult situation. Right now, you have successfully snatched away Xiaole, and you got your wish, but let me clean up the mess left behind. , why?"

  Song Qian was dumbfounded for a moment.

   Woman: "So, you should pay!"

   "Those words before—"

   "Fake." Wei Wanyang interrupted him, without any warmth in his eyes, "I gave birth to Xiaole because my physique is not suitable for abortion. As for the child's father is you or someone else, it is all the same to me."

  Fire flashes in the man's eyes, his cheeks are stiff as iron, and the veins on his forehead are protruding: "Then what about the 'remaining love' in your mouth?"

   "Song Qian, you can't believe it, right? Ha... That's really a big joke."

"shut up!"

   "Listen well, no matter in the past, or now, or in the future, it is impossible for me to like you."

   "Okay...very good! Remember what you said today, and never regret it!" The man laughed angrily, then rushed into the water curtain of the fountain, picked up Wei Xiaole and strode away.

   Wei Wanyang stood where he was, watching the father and son walk away, with a wry smile on his lips.

  I'm sorry Xiaole, Mom seems to have screwed up again...

   "You let go of me! Let go—"

   "Wei Xiaole! Try kicking another one?!"

  Aware of the anger in Song Qian's words, the young boy curled his lips, not daring to stroke his beard again.

  Since hard ones don’t work, try soft ones.

  The little guy lay on the man's shoulder, feeling aggrieved: "I haven't said goodbye to my mother yet, how can you take me away? It's too rude..."

   "Shut up! Don't mention that woman again!"

   "...Big villain, I hate it to death, I don't want to talk to you today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow!"

"it's up to you."

  …

  The next day, Wei Xiaole really didn't talk to him.

  Song Qian didn't take the initiative to speak. The father and son were in such a stalemate, neither of them willing to give in first.

   "Wang Ma, I have gone to the company, and I won't come back for lunch."

   "Sir, today is Saturday..."

  Song Qian didn't finish listening to her, picked up his coat, and strode away.

  The nanny sighed, and when she turned around, she saw the little guy peeking in this direction. After being spotted by her, she quickly looked away and pretended to watch TV.

  Both father and son have stubborn tempers.

  He doesn't talk about it, but he still cares about it in his heart.

  Two o'clock in the afternoon.

  Tian Hui knocked on the office door, "Miss Shen is here."

  Song Qian: "Please come in."

"yes."

   Two minutes later.

  Shen Wei: "We meet again, Mr. Song."

   "Please sit down."

   "Today is Saturday, why, doesn't President Song need to rest?"

  Song Qian: "The business is more important."

   "It seems that my last proposal is about to come to fruition."

   "Are you surprised?" Song Qian chuckled.

   "I can't say I was surprised, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. It took only three days to think about it for a week. I don't know what happened to make President Song so decisive?"

   "I'm not interested in the entertainment industry, and I don't plan to keep Feiyang for entertainment. Anyway, it's all for sale. If you sell it to Miss Shen, you can get favors from the sixth master and show your face. Why not do it?"

Yeah?

   Anyway, Shen Yu didn't believe it.

  If it is true what Song Qian said, then why didn't he agree directly from the beginning.

   Obviously, he had some concerns before this, and this concern suddenly disappeared for unknown reasons in just three days.

   "Mr. Song is indeed a rare smart person."

   "I dare not be ashamed."

  Shen Wei stood up and stretched out his right hand: "Then wish us a happy transaction."

  Song Qian clasped back, "Congratulations, Miss Shen, no, Mr. Shen, I got what I wanted."

  …

   "Miss Wanyang! It's not good!"

   "KK? What happened?" Wei Wanyang's eyes tightened.

   "Just received the news that Song Qian has sold the shares of Feiyang Entertainment to others, and the contract has been signed!"

   "What did you say?!" The woman couldn't believe it.

   It's only been one night, and he...

   "KK, I'm going out for a while."

   "Sister Wanyang, what do you want to do? It's useless to rush there now, we can find another entertainment company, there is no need to hang yourself on a tree..."

  Wei Wanyang put on his coat and bag, with a serious expression on his face, like a fully armed warrior about to go to the front line—

   "Don't worry about it."

   "Sister Wanyang, you..." KK looked at her back as she walked away, with a look of distress in her eyes, and murmured: "Why bother?"

  MT Financial Building, first floor.

  Shen Yu walked out of the revolving door and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

  Fate once, should also be considered "acquaintances", right?

   "Miss Shen," Wei Wanyang took the initiative to speak, with a smile in his eyes: "I didn't expect to see you again under such circumstances."

   "Neither did I. But life is more interesting when it's full of surprises, isn't it?"

"certainly."

  If it was the first time we met, Wei Wanyang only regarded her as a little girl who was talking nonsense and unsophisticated, then this little girl gave her a blow in the head with practical actions at this time.

   "What I like, you can't take it away!"

  The words are still in my ears, but now they are all facts.

  She didn't utter wild words, let alone deliberately exaggerate, she really has the ability to do it.

  Shen Wei: "My business is done, so I won't bother Miss Wei. See you later."

   "But my problem, only Ms. Shen can solve it."

   "Oh?" Shen Yu turned her head back, her calm smile was beyond her age, "So, Miss Wei came here specifically to find me?"

   "I don't know if Ms. Shen is willing to show her face. Find a place to sit down and have a chat?"

  Shen Yu smiled even more: "Then, let's talk." The last three words are light and casual, revealing a careless laziness.

  Let's talk...

  That is, you can talk or not.

   It is indeed a compliment.

  The coffee shop across the street is exquisitely decorated and fully air-conditioned.

  The two sat down facing each other.

  Shen Wei cut to the chase: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"

   "Flying Entertainment."

   "Well, I guessed it." Shen Wei called the waiter, "A glass of latte, thank you."

   "Where is this lady?"

  Wei Wanyang: "...Mocha."

   "I said long ago that you can't win." There was no bragging, no taunting, and it was straightforward, as if it was just a statement of facts.

   But it was this kind of calm that made Wei Wanyang feel even more embarrassed.

   Even stronger than when facing Song Qian.

  She took a deep breath to calm down her emotions, and then said word by word: "Miss Shen is really good at it."

   "Thank you."

"you!"

   "If Miss Wei's 'chat chat' is just some superficial and unnutritious compliment, then there is no need to be so troublesome, because I don't take this kind of thing."

   "I can see that Miss Shen is quick-witted, strategizing, and speaks on the strength of her own strength, she doesn't need anyone to flatter her."

   "So," Shen Wei bent her knuckles and tapped the table lightly, "the opening remarks can be saved, and you can speak directly."

   "I want, no, I have to get Flying Entertainment." Definitely.

  Shen Wei had expected it, so she was not surprised.

  Wei Wanyang: "I bought your shares in Feiyang Entertainment at more than double the price."

   "Are you here to discuss business with me?" A look of interest appeared in Shen Yu's eyes.

"You can say that."

   "That's weird. Since Ms. Wei has long been interested in Feiyang Entertainment, why didn't she talk to Mr. Song directly, instead of seeking far and wide circles? After all, with an extra middleman, the price will not be the original price."

   "I tried, but he refused."

  Shen Wei: "Where can't we talk about it?"

   "He and I..." Wei Wanyang paused, "There are some personal grievances."

  A light flashed in Shen Yu's eyes, and it was fleeting.

  The "resentment" between a man and a woman is interesting. Thinking about it, it always has something to do with peachy.

"Miss Shen, Feiyang Entertainment may be just a profitable company for you, but for me, it is the only hope left. I implore, no, implore you, sell me the shares!" After finishing speaking, suddenly Standing up, under Shen Yu's astonished gaze, he bowed deeply.

   "Don't do this." Shen Yu frowned, a little caught off guard.

   Fortunately, after Wei Wanyang bowed, she straightened up without attracting attention from her surroundings.

  If it is too much, it is still in a public place, and it can easily become a moral kidnapping.

  Obviously Wei Wanyang didn't have this plan. Her bow was just a way to express her sincerity. Even if Shen Wei refused, she would be disappointed and frustrated, but she would not lose the most basic manners and demeanor.

  Because of her frankness, Shen Wei hesitated.

   Wei Wanyang saw the looseness on her face, her eyes lit up, but she did not climb up the pole, but waited quietly.

   After a while, Shen Wei: "Can I know the reason?"

  Wei Wanyang didn't hide anything, and clarified her relationship with Song Qian in a few words, and also emphasized the importance of Feiyang Entertainment to her at this stage.

  “…I have been driven to nowhere, and I can only hold on to this only straw.”

  Shen Wei ate a huge melon, and before he could fully digest it, he met the woman's expectant gaze.

  She pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "Sorry, I can't sell you the shares, it has nothing to do with the price."

  The light in the woman's eyes gradually dimmed until it turned gray.

  Like a faded watercolor painting, from its original vividness to scattered lines.

   "However," Shen Wei changed the topic, "I have a way to get the best of both worlds."

"any solution?"

   "Affiliate your studio under the name of Feiyang Entertainment. It happens that I also lack someone to manage the company. It depends on whether you are willing to work for me."

   Wei Wanyang was stunned, was that what she understood?

Shen Wei: "You have been in this industry for a long time. From artist assistant to agent, and then leaving the agency to set up your own star studio, you are also experienced. I entrust Feiyang Entertainment to you because you are optimistic about Your ability, but whether you want to or not depends on yourself. As the old saying goes, you would rather be a ten-cent boss than a one-dollar employee..."

   "I do!"

   "Don't worry, listen to me first."

  Wei Wanyang suddenly became serious: "Please speak."

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. Although your situation is special, compassion and work cannot be confused. I am not a philanthropist, nor do I believe in rhetoric, so some things must be written in three chapters. If you are the CEO of Feiyang Entertainment, within five years You can’t change jobs, or resign and do it alone. Therefore, the employment contract must have requirements for liquidated damages, and it’s a sky-high price. You should think about it carefully.”

"…I promise."

   "Have you figured it out?" Shen Wei raised her eyebrows.

  The woman nodded cautiously: "Yes, I've thought about it."

"I'll give you half a month to deal with the related procedures of the studio's affiliation. After half a month, I will report to Feiyang by myself. In addition, I don't like publicity. On the surface, you are the owner of these shares. Do you understand me? "

  Although Wei Wanyang was puzzled, he didn't ask further: "Understood."

   "As for the employment contract, I will notify you to sign it within two days."

   Finish what should be said, "That's about it."

  Suddenly, the phone rang.

  Shen Yu took it out, glanced across the screen, and in the next second, the indifference between the eyebrows and eyes was gone, revealing a layer of gentleness, and the straight back subconsciously relaxed.

Wei Wanyang had a panoramic view of the changes in her body, and was suddenly curious about who the person on the other end of the phone would be, who would make Shen Yu show the delicacy that a girl of this age should have, finally no longer a cold snow mountain, A fluffy white cloud.

   "Are you here? Okay, I'll be right over..."

  Shen Yu greeted her and left impatiently.

   Happy Tanabata! ok~

  (end of this chapter)