Chapter 53(2/4)
Ren Kailang was in a straight suit and handsome face. Duan Zhuo met his gaze and suddenly swept to Xu Simeng standing next to him.
Xu Simeng was staring at him in a daze at this moment, and the shock in his eyes had not yet been concealed.
Duan Zhuo's face did not change his expression, as if he had never seen it before. Ren Kailang caught his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he shook hands with him: "Mr. Duan, I have long admired the name."
After saying hello, several people sat down, Duan Zhuo sat on the side of the sofa, Wu Zhengde slowly made tea, and everyone started chatting.
Xu Simeng is Ren Kailang's assistant and began to report some basic data of movies. Duan Zhuo raised his eyes and glanced at her and slowly remembered it-
This person is Zhimian’s former senior high school deskmate, the person who spreads Zhimian rumors everywhere in school.
Duan Zhuo remembered that Zhimian had told him last year that he had met Xu Simeng, and the two had an unhappy relationship at that time.
Duan Zhuo had no good impression of her at all.
But at this moment, he was thinking about investment and was not at ease to care about her.
After Xu Simeng finished speaking, the director began to talk. Her eyes fell on Duan Zhuo inadvertently, and her thoughts fluctuated in her mind. When she was wandering around, she saw Ren Kailang looking at her with a faint look. Her heart thumped and she immediately lowered her eyes.
...
At noon, the cooperation came to an end and the group served the table and had a meal.
After a sumptuous luncheon, today's negotiation finally ended. Before leaving, Xu Simeng walked forward and said to Duan Zhuo: "Mr. Duan, I will be responsible for connecting your investment work next. You need to leave a contact information."
Duan Zhuo glanced at Cheng Li, and Cheng Li stepped forward.
After leaving the contact information, Ren Kailang also walked up, raised his hand to Xu Simeng's waist, and hugged her.
Xu Simeng's face turned slightly red, and he saw Ren Kailang smile at Duan Zhuo; "Mr. Duan, then let's keep in touch."
Duan Zhuo saw the intimate posture of the two, his eyes were silently unraveled, and he said goodbye to the others, and then left.
Ren Kailang took back the hand that was resting on Xu Simeng's waist, and his face gradually calmed down. Xu Simeng looked at him, his eyes were filled with panic, and he explained in a low voice: "Don't think too much, this is just a job..."
Ren Kailang turned to look at her: "This is Duan Zhuo you liked in high school?"
Xu Simeng lowered her eyes, "That's been a matter of several years. Why are you jealous..."
"You can't even remove your eyes when you see him."
Ren Kailang sneered and turned around and walked to the direction of the car. Before Xu Simeng could explain, he could only follow him quickly-
Next, Duan Zhuo and the producer continued to discuss investment matters, while on the other hand, Zhimian started a three-day and two-night journey in City G.
During the day, I visited several tourist attractions in G City, checked in and took photos online celebrity stores, and went to the night market at night, and ate seafood and skewers at the beach. Life was so pleasant.
The three of them went to the beach to stomp water. Zhimian's menstrual period was coming and he couldn't go into the water. So they simply took a drawing board and a pen to collect folk songs here.
The clear water and blue sky are the same color. The sea water rolls up layers of waves, beating the reefs on the shore. The sea breeze brings up Zhimian's soft long hair sways in the air. The air is filled with the faint salty smell of sea water.
She took out her cell phone and took a few photos, hesitated, and sent it to Duan Zhuo.
I don’t know why, but I really want to share this beautiful scenery with him.
A few minutes later, a voice came from the hair, and his voice was lazy, as if he had just woken up: "I'm not here, is it a pity?"
This narcissistic tone makes people roll their eyes when they hear it.
She stepped on the soft sand and replied: [You are not here, the scenery is better.]
Duan Zhuo made a voice: "Waiting for you to come back."
She was stunned for a moment, and when she heard the second message from him, she smiled: "Get rid of you again."
The sound fell in my ears like a small flame, making my ears heat up.
How to clean up...
How could this be so suggestive?
She didn't dare to think about it anymore, locked the screen and looked up at the sea in front of her.
The sun is shining brightly, and she is stretching her elbows on her bent knees. Looking at the three roommates who are having fun by the beach, she gradually bent her lips.
The next day, Duan Zhuo had confirmed the final investment with the film producer and successfully reached a cooperation. In the evening, the crew and the producer invited him to the dinner.
Duan Zhuo didn't like such social occasions, but Wu Zhengde had a friendship with him. For the sake of Zhuang Jiarong, he had to attend.
In the second-floor banquet hall of the hotel, the crystal chandeliers fell from the dazzling light, the Persian carpet was soft, and the red wine reflected the swaying figures, shaking in the cup.
When Duan Zhuo entered the banquet hall, many people's eyes were on him.
Everyone knows that through different identities - the captain of gyb in China's ea district, film investor, or the nephew of entrepreneur Zhuang Jiarong.
The man's face is noble, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his handsome appearance particularly attract the attention of many ladies present.
The producer came forward to say hello to him, and Duan Zhuo saw Ren Kailang and Xu Simeng in a red dress beside him.
I met with the production team, and the male and female leading actors of the crew also walked forward. The female leading actor is a popular young actress in the entertainment industry. However, when she saw Duan Zhuo, her eyes were circulating, and she shook hands with a smile on her face and said hello.
Although Duan Zhuo is not a person in the circle, his identity represents capital and power.
How many people are rushing to this, wanting to climb up.
What's more, the man also gave birth to a face that could be the most beautiful person in the entertainment industry.
The man's face was dull. Seeing her fair skin and beautiful appearance, his eyes only stayed for a moment and then moved away. The calm lake water in his eyes did not have any ripple. The little girl could soon feel the aura of a man who refused to enter the man's aura, and she was a little surprised in her heart.
Duan Zhuo was holding red wine and chatting with several others about business, with a shallow tone.
After a while, the people around him walked away. Seeing this, the little actress held her skirt and walked forward again.
"Mr. Duan."
The woman raised her lips and smiled at him.
Duan Zhuo raised his eyes and his eyes fell on her, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Mr. Duan, I have follow ea. I know you should be the captain of gyb team..."
The woman talked softly, and finally put her long hair behind her ears, and looked at him tenderly and satisfiedly: "I don't know if it's okay... leave a contact information with Mr. Duan?"
The hint in the words is obvious.
Duan Zhuo knew it from the moment she walked over.
He listened impatiently, his tone was quiet and distant: "You can find my assistant when talking about business, without adding a private WeChat account."
The man put the wine glass on the dining table, turned around and left, leaving the little girl with a slightly stiff expression standing there.
Not far away, Xu Simeng, who was standing next to Ren Kailang, saw Duan Zhuo walking outside the banquet hall, his eyes closed and he said to the man beside him: "I'll go to the bathroom."
Ren Kailang responded and watched Xu Simeng leave with a meaningful look in his eyes.
Duan Zhuo walked outside, and the sound in his ears finally became clearer.
He walked to the bathroom, took out his cell phone, and dialed the phone to Zhimian.
After the other end was connected, he asked, "Have you finished eating?"
"Well, we're done eating, we're now visiting the night market..."
After chatting for a few words, Duan Zhuo asked her to continue shopping. As soon as he hung up the phone, a female voice came from behind him:
"Duan, Mr. Duan..."
He turned his head and saw Xu Simeng walking forward.
The woman walked up to him and saw him with a timid look in her eyes: "Mr. Duan... can you say a few words to you that have nothing to do with your work?"
Duan Zhuo's eyelids were half-reduced and his tone was weak: "Apart from work, what's there to say between us?"
Xu Simeng felt a chill in her heart.
Sure enough, Duan Zhuo still remembers her, and only remembers the grudges and grudges between her and Zhimian.
When she was spreading rumors about Zhimian everywhere in school, Duan Zhuo came to the school to warn her. At that time, Duan Zhuo pulled her into the fire passage, and her hand flicked her back against the wall. She was so scared that she cried out, and the man's eyebrows and eyes were cold: "Do you still want to go to school?"
Xu Simeng had never seen him look so fierce, and he cried and didn't dare to speak.
He pinched her face, pressed her head against the wall, and looked down at her: "I don't want to get out of this school, I advise you to close your mouth from now on."
Later, Xu Simeng hated Duan Zhuo and Zhimian to the core.
At this moment, she stood in front of him again, recalling the past, and couldn't help but lower her head: "Mr. Duan, do you still have any contact with Zhimian now?"
"It has something to do with you?"
"I just heard last year...you broke up with him."
Duan Zhuo's eyes became cold, "What's your idea for her?"
Xu Simeng quickly explained: "No...I just thought about high school..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ren Kailang sneered:
"It turns out that you are not going to the bathroom, but coming to Mr. Duan to reminisce about the past."
Xu Simeng turned to see him and was stunned for a moment.
Ren Kailang walked forward, Xu Simeng murmured: "Kailang, don't get me wrong..."
"Misunderstanding?" Ren Kailang asked lightly, "I am not by my side today. Do you finally have the opportunity to talk to him?"
To be continued...