After Yang Shen left, Yan Yu was left alone in the office.
The sound insulation effect is very good, it is very quiet inside, you can't hear any sound.
Looking at the contract on the table, she thought of Qi Yan who would come in ten minutes, and became nervous for no reason.
Her heart was pounding, and she gradually became restless.
Just when Yan Yu couldn't help standing up from the sofa and was about to move the branches and leaves, the door opened.
Qi Yan walked in.
He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers.
The black trousers perfectly outlined his long legs, and the sleeves of his shirt were half-rolled up, exposing his smooth arms. The mechanical watch on his right wrist is low-key and luxurious, making his skin white as snow. Holding the file in his hand, the five fingers holding the file have distinct joints.
Qi Yan glanced at Yan An casually first, then turned his head and closed the door behind his back.
Afternoon sunlight pours in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering half of the office.
He wasn't in the half that was shrouded, but the whole person was more dazzling than the sunshine, and his every move attracted people's attention for no reason.
After closing the door, Qi Yan came directly opposite Yan Yu, with an indifferent expression and the usual tone: "Why don't you sit down?"
Yan Yu silently put his hands aside, then sat down obediently.
Qi Yan sat down on the opposite side, threw the documents in his hand on the coffee table casually, and sank into the sofa.
Although the expression is still cold, but the action looks a little tired inexplicably.
Yan An subconsciously glanced at the stack of documents. The top one was neither Chinese nor English.
She can't read it.
Yan Yu simply looked away and glanced at Qi Yan.
His slender fingers touched the temples, slightly closed his eyes, and rubbed gently.
Neither of them spoke, and the office fell silent again.
Give her a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.
We need to calm down first. she thinks.
Yan Yu coughed lightly: "Are you busy today?"
Qi Yan leaned on the back of the sofa, slightly hooked his eyes, and landed on her: "A little bit."
"Oh." Yan An propped his hands on the sofa, his legs were shaking slightly, and he was a little curious, "Yang Shen said that you had a meeting all day. You are an actor, do actors also have meetings all day long?"
"No need." Qi Yan said.
Yan Yu was puzzled: "Then why-"
He reached out and moved the position of the watch: "I plan to change careers."
Change career? ? ? !
What does this mean? !
Yan Yu was stunned for three seconds, then blurted out: "You're not an actor anymore?"
"Yeah." He said, "I've reached the ceiling as an actor."
He made his debut for three years, and all the actors he participated in were the best teams.
The best team means the most exciting script, the best director, the best photography, and the best editing.
His works are still popular today.
What a star pursues is nothing more than a few points: classic characters recorded in film history, public reputation recognized by the audience, and a large number of fan groups.
He already has all of these.
Up to now, countless scripts still come to him every day. There are good and bad scripts. Okay, it's really good, but it's still not as good as what he's played.
Therefore, he has not accepted the script for more than half a year.
Qi Yan, who was leaning on the sofa, gradually sat up straight, then leaned forward slightly, clasped his hands together, a pair of dark and vast eyes directly locked on Yan Yu, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I am already planning to quit the entertainment circle, retreat behind the scenes, and manage my business." artist studio. You were the first person I offered an olive branch to, and we had already negotiated on the phone beforehand, but Yang Shen told me, did you go back on your word?"
He spoke neither fast nor slow, and his tone sounded quite calm, no different from his usual speech, but he inexplicably gave people a lot of pressure: "Yan Yu, is that so?"
Yan Yu opened his mouth to say something, but there was no sound.
Etc., etc…
In her mind now, he still said that he would change careers and quit the entertainment circle.
It took him three years to reach the current height. Countless people want to climb, but they can't climb up to the position that they can't climb in their whole life.
In the end, he said that he wanted to quit the entertainment industry?
"Yan Yu." Qi Yan was calling her.
"Huh?" She came back to her senses, her vision was still a little blurred.
"Is there a problem with the terms of the contract?"
Yan Yu shook his head.
"That's my problem?"
Yan Yu nodded.
Then she reacted quickly, changing her nod to shaking her head: "No, no, no, it's not your problem, it's my own problem."
Qi Yan leaned back on the sofa again: "What's the problem? You don't plan to join the circle anymore?"
"No..." Yan Yu was still planning to enter the entertainment industry, she wanted to make money to support her family.
"Have you found a better place?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, "Which one is it?"
Yan Yu: "..."
Yan Yu was speechless.
The corners of Qi Yan's lips curled up slightly, and he let out a soft breath: "Yan Yu, after all, if you're a couple, I won't hang out with you. In the entire entertainment industry, no one can compare to Kang Heng. So, the reason is because of me, right? "
Yan An tried to argue, but met his gaze, and lowered his head as if giving up.
That is to say, this ex-husband is very capable of negotiating, and she has seen it before, but at that time, the partner was someone else, not her. She was secretly having fun beside her.
Now, Feng Shui turns, it's her turn to cry.
Qi Yan put his hand on the armrest of the sofa, and moved his fingertips slightly: "We used to get together and get together, I don't understand why you avoided me. If it is the reason, I can only think of one reason. What's the matter with you? Keep it from me, lest I find out."
As soon as the words fell, Yan An's head bounced up instantly, and he looked at him with a pale face.
But his eyes were not on her, but looking at the French windows behind her, looking at the vast scenery outside the window, as if chatting: "The medical examination report is true, you gave birth to the child, right?"
When it comes to children, Yan Yu really can't sit still.
She suddenly got up from the sofa, as if blowing up a blade of grass: "I told you, the medical report is fake! Fake! I'm not pregnant, and I was only so old back then, even if I was pregnant, I'm alone Divorced girls will definitely be killed and will not be born! Why are you always entangled in this matter, do you want to have your own children? If you want, you can find someone to marry and let her give birth to you Yeah. You're not that old now—"
Yan Yu's tone was suffocated, he shrank his neck, and dared not speak any more.
Qi Yan's eyes were terrifying.
The face was still the same, even the expression didn't change much, but there was a storm in those eyes.
Yan An looked away, bent down to pick up his bag, and hurriedly said goodbye: "Anyway, I won't sign, I won't disturb your work, I'll go first—"
"stop."
Two characters, the sky in August seems to have a hailstorm.
Yan Eucalyptus, who was almost about to walk out of the sun-shrouded area, stopped subconsciously.
She bit her lips annoyed and irritated, then turned around and looked at his back: "Qi Yan, you can't force me to sign the contract."
Qi Yan laughed: "I never force people. If you don't sign it, don't sign it, but I will return the 10 million before leaving."
Ten million…
Yes, another ten million.
Yan An stood where he was, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed.
Ten seconds later, she turned around as if resigned to her fate, and sat back on the sofa, opposite to Qi Yan.
She said sincerely: "Mr. Qi, didn't you say you borrowed it from me? I'll pay you back after a while?"
Qi Yan looked at her leisurely: "Repay it now."
Yan Yu pursed his lips: "I have already returned 10 million to someone else."
Qi Yan: "So?"
Obviously, it's none of his business.
Yan Yu said angrily, "You said you wanted to lend me the loan."
Qi Yan said, "I regret it."
Yan Yu was speechless for a moment, then lowered his head: "Is this not very good?"
Qi Yan shook his head, and said ruthlessly: "Yan Yu, you regretted it first. You agreed to sign the contract. Did I force you then?"
No.
At that time, she was dazzled by the joy of ten million, so she agreed without thinking carefully.
Yan An patted his forehead and sank into the sofa: "Anyway, I don't owe you ten million now, even if you don't let me go, I won't pay you back."
Yan Yu's meaning is also very obvious, it is a trick of cheating.
Don't pay back the money and don't sign the contract, let's see what he can do.
He can't do something like murder his ex-wife, can he?
Qi Yan watched her for more than ten seconds, and Yan An picked up the pillow beside him, silently covering his face.
Qi Yan looked away indifferently, picked up the documents on the coffee table, got up and walked towards the desk, and said as he walked, "Forget it, let's go. Pay off the 10 million at any time."
Yan Yu blinked, took off the pillow, put it on his chin, and blinked at him: "Huh?"
Just agree?
Qi Yan sat down at the desk: "It's just a pity that part of today's meeting is about you."
Yan Yu pointed to himself: "Me?"
"Well, I'm discussing your future route." He thought for a while, "Director Lu has prepared a new movie for three years, and it will be launched in a short time. The female lead has not yet been decided, but I planned to give it to you."
She subconsciously breathed lightly and lowered her head in thought.
Director Lu that Qi Yan was talking about was Lu Dongyang, right?
This is a great director, his movies, countless people want to join the group but can't get in...
"But since you don't want it, forget it." Qi Yan took out the phone, pressed it a few times, and put it to his ear.
Yan An subconsciously watched his every move.
"Yang Shen, it's me." He said lightly, "Yan Yu doesn't plan to sign, you ask the candidate to come over now, we will sign with her... Yes, give her all the resources originally given to Yan Yu, including Director Lu's new heroine..."
Yan An immediately threw away the pillow: "Wait a minute!"
Qi Yan looked at her, the depths of his eyes flickered.
She took a deep breath: "you wait a moment, give me ten minutes, I'll think about it, think about it again."
He chuckled lightly, told the other side to wait a moment, and put down the phone: "I only give you ten seconds."
Yan An immediately jumped up from the sofa: "Ten seconds is too little, ten minutes is not enough, what about five minutes?"
Qi Yan: "Ten, nine, eight—"
She turned around in a hurry and blocked her ears: "Three minutes, three minutes, can't you?"
"Seven-six-"
Lu Dongyang's movie heroine! Ten million! The best resource!
She refused and gave it to the candidate. If you miss it, you really miss it, what should you do?
"Five-four-"
But the child and her identity...
But before she shared the bed with him, she was not found.
And the actors are all staying in the crew, so they will be very close to the boss? No way, he is busy and she is also busy, how can we have time to meet each other?
"Three-two-one." After counting the seconds, Qi Yan picked up the phone again, "Yang Shen..."
"I sign!" Yan Yu exhausted all his strength, his face was flushed, and his eyes were amazingly bright, "I sign!"
The contract was in triplicate. Yan Yu squatted beside the coffee table and wrote down his name stroke by stroke.
The handwriting is like the person, and Yan's handwriting is round and neat, which is really cute.
And after finishing writing, she was inexplicably relieved.
No matter what the matter is, making a decision is the most frustrating time.
But once the decision is made and the dust settles, it's fine.
No matter how this decision will affect the future, she has already signed it, so what else can she do?
Qi Yan walked over with red ink pad, put it next to her, and reminded: "Fingerprints."
"Oh." Yan An put down the pen, pressed his thumb into the ink pad, and when he was about to press his signature, he paused and looked up at him, "Qi Yan."
"Huh?" He stood beside her, looking down at her, just blocking the sun.
Under the backlight, his complexion looked inexplicably soft, as if the ruthless seconds counting machine a few minutes ago was just her illusion.
"Will you hold grudges?" she asked, "I almost regretted it just now, will you block my resources because of this in the future?"
Qi Yan was silent for a moment, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "No."
"Really?" If it was her, she would.
He glanced at her, sat down on the sofa next to him, and said lightly, "It's fine if you don't sign."
"Sign, sign, sign." Yan An quickly pressed his fingerprint, and muttered in a low voice, "If you block my resources, I'll break the can, expose the fact that we are ex-husband and ex-wife, and rub your heat..."
Qi Yan smiled, it doesn't matter: "You can try it."
Yan Yu pursed his mouth and stopped talking, pushed the contract in front of him, took out a tissue, and wiped his thumb.
Qi Yan picked up the pen she had used, signed her name in the [legal representative/authorized representative] column, and then stamped the company seal.
She poked her head to take a look: "Why is the company seal in your drawer?"
He brought it with the ink pad just now, how could this kind of thing be placed in his place?
"I got it in advance." Qi Yan said casually, and handed one of them to her, "Your."
Yan Yu took it and looked at the signature page.
The names of the two people were written on the same page again, reminding her inexplicably of the signatures when they got married and divorced.
She shook her head, took the bag, and wanted to put the contract in it.
Only two-thirds were released, and one-third could not be released.
Yan Yu frowned, reached out to touch the bottom of the bag, and found three mangosteens.
It was given by baby mangosteen when she was going out, but she didn't have time to eat it on the way.
Yan Yu put three mangosteens on the coffee table and put the contract in his bag.
When she was about to throw the mangosteen back into the bag, the person sitting next to her suddenly reached out and took one.
Yan Yu:?
She blinked and looked over for a moment.
Qi Yan gently tossed the mangosteen in his hand: "Why do you still carry it with you?"
Yan Eucalyptus was silent for a moment.
The person next to her is now her immediate boss.
And she clearly remembered that her immediate boss liked mangosteen.
After getting married that year, she and he often peeled mangosteen and ate them together.
The repentance just now probably had a bad influence on his heart, since this is the case...
Yan Yu showed a smile: "I came here today and brought it specially for you."
Qi Yan glanced at her, noncommittal: "Really?"
She nodded, and pushed the remaining two mangosteens in front of him: "Really, this mangosteen is very sweet."
Qi Yan lowered his head and looked at the mangosteen in his hand.
This mangosteen is not big, but it looks very fresh and looks good.
Holding it in his hand gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
A fruit, intimacy?
Qi Yan shook his head, and simply began to peel the mangosteen.
Yan An originally wanted to leave, but when he saw his movements, he thought for a while and reached out to grab the mangosteen that was just pushed in front of him.
Now, eat one with him.
Then from losing three mangosteens to losing two, less losses are always better.
"Didn't you say you brought it for me?" Qi Yan said lightly.
She paused, then shrank back, generously: "Then you eat."
Anyway, she has a mangosteen tree that will bear fruit, and she will not be short of mangosteen in the future.
Give him these three~
Qi Yan looked at the peeled mangosteen in his hand.
It is indeed very fresh, the white flesh is moist, with a little luster, and it looks very sweet.
This inexplicably reminded him of the past.
When we were eating mangosteen together before, Yan Yu would take advantage of him peeling it, poke his head over like a mess, and bite off the mangosteen pulp.
He usually just glanced at her, without too much emotion in his heart, threw away the peel, and went to get the second one.
Yan An would squeeze in front of him, clamoring to return the mangosteen he was biting.
When newlyweds are arguing and arguing, something will happen naturally.
The language used to be always like this, clingy and proactive.
Her eyes are all about him.
So when he filed for divorce, he thought of many solutions that she disagreed with.
Unexpectedly, she agreed and disappeared very simply.
And three years later, when they met again, she had changed a lot.
No longer cling to him, no longer take the initiative.
He could see that she was still trying to avoid him.
For a person, there is always a reason for such a big change in attitude.
As for the reason, he will always find out, and he is not in a hurry.
Qi Yan smiled lightly, and handed over the peeled mangosteen: "Here you are."
After tidying up his bag and planning to leave, Yan An raised his head when he heard the voice, saw the mangosteen in front of him, and was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"Take it." Qi Yan said again.
Yan Yu blinked and took it.
Now that he has given it all, she will not be polite.
Yan Yu bowed his head and bit one of the petals.
The moment you bite down, the sweetness fills the tip of your tongue, sweet and clear.
Ah, it's delicious.
Yan An raised his eyebrows and eyes.
At this moment, the meeting room was pushed away, and the female secretary appeared at the door with a respectful attitude: "Mr. Qi."
Qi Yan wiped his hands with a tissue, and turned his gaze from Yan An to the secretary: "What's the matter?"
"Miss Wen Yang is at the front desk of the company, saying she wants to find you."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Yu, who was eating mangosteen, raised his head, his cheeks bulging.
Wen Yang is here?
She subconsciously looked at the people around her, with a hint of gossip in her eyes.
When the show was being recorded, she found out that her ex-husband and Wen Yang had a little secret, as if they were going out to watch the moon at night.
Unexpectedly, Qi Yan's tone was cold: "No see."
Female secretary: "Yes, I asked others to send Miss Wen Yang away."
After speaking, he closed the door and left.
The mangosteen in his mouth was very sweet, and Yan Yu asked vaguely: "Wen Yang came to see you, why didn't you see me? Did you guys break up?"
Qi Yan frowned: "Why do I want to see you?" What is it about breaking up?
"You are not..." Yan An didn't say it out of his mouth, after throwing away the mangosteen peel, he showed Qi Yan a heart with his hands.
Qi Yan's expression was a little speechless: "...Where did you draw the conclusion?"
Before participating in variety shows, he didn't know Wen Yang at all.
Yan An thought for a while: "Just that night. I came to your room..." She swallowed back the three words of stealing lemons, "Looking for you, you were not here, and then we ran into each other. That night, didn't you and Did Wen Yang go out together?"
Qi Yan frowned and thought about it.
He didn't have this memory at all, he never remembered that he and Wen Yang met in private.
But that night, it was a little weird.
"Did you see that?" he asked.
Yan An shook his head: "No, I met Wen Yang at the stairs when I was returning to my room. Others will understand what you are doing one after the other."
Qi Yan lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
Yan An continued: "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me about this kind of thing. We are already in the past tense, and people have to look forward. If I have a relationship in the future, I will tell you and share it with you."
Qi Yan turned his head and looked at her with deep eyes: "Yan Yu."
"Um?"
He pointed to the contract on the coffee table: "Have you read the terms of the contract?"
Why did the conversation suddenly turn back to the terms of the contract?
Yan Yu touched his head, a little dazed, but still answered truthfully: "I've seen it."
"You are not allowed to fall in love within five years." Qi Yan stood up, "So take care of yourself."
Yan Yu:? ? ?
Is there this one?
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