Chapter 11
Le Zhiwei and Xiaoyu arrived on the top floor of the building, and after coming out of the exclusive elevator, there was already an assistant waiting outside the elevator.
The assistant lady leaned over slightly and made a "please" gesture: "Miss Le, Mr. Yu, please come with me." ”
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The emperor's concubines are very low-key.
"Xiaole is my artist, and I naturally hope that she will be as good as possible. But the road must always be taken step by step, and the transformation must be slow. You don't want your investment money to go down the drain, do you?"
The agent talks endlessly, and he knows the reason with emotion.
Zheng Qiyu only smiled and asked, "What does Miss Li drink?"
The agent was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Mr. Zheng is polite, I'm not thirsty." ”
Zheng Qiyu didn't care about her, took the cup, poured a glass of water for her with a smile and put it in front of her, and then said slowly: "Miss Li, I think you have misunderstood, I have no intention of investing." ”
The agent was about to go to the table to serve the glass of water out of politeness, and after listening to Zheng Qiyu's words, his movements froze.
Miss Li must not know that Taihe's first few investments were not made by the company, but by Mr. Le's private investment. ”
The agent deals with all kinds of people all year round, and they are the same, Zheng Qiyu understands it in a few words: it has never been Taihe who cooperates with them, and Taihe did not invest before, so now and in the future, it will not be. Unless...... Zheng Qiyu is willing to contribute privately like Old Man Le.
The door to the room was tapped and then pushed open.
"Mr. Zheng, Miss Le, and Mr. Yu have arrived. ”
Zheng Qiyu got up and nodded with a smile.
"I've sent it to you, I'm leaving. ”
"It's just right to come. ”
“……”
When the agent saw Le Zhiwei coming, he had already gotten up and leaned over.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, but my complexion is better again. ”
Xiao Yuxin said: Can it be bad? This is early, and in two days I will have to praise her for being fat.
She looked at the agent with a smile, thanked her, and said, "What do you think of how rich you are?" ”
The agent's smile froze on his face.
Although the word "rich" is theoretically a compliment, it has slowly evolved into a euphemism for "fat".
The change on the agent's face, Le Zhiwei can see it clearly, it is obviously a festive word, why does the agent look at it and don't like it?
Xiao Yu coughed lightly in embarrassment.
Zheng Qiyu looked at Le Zhi and said to the agent with a smile: "She means to praise Miss Li for being blessed." ”
The broker was overwhelmed. "Blessing" is a good word, but after "rich", why does it sound so awkward?
Le Zhiwei Wu was comfortable considering the cultural differences between here and Da Zhou, and only listened to Zheng Qiyu: "Your agent has not been able to contact you, I have asked her to come for you, you can sit down and talk slowly." ”
The agent didn't care about it, took Le Zhiwei's hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, I can't contact you in the past two days." What did you think about the transformation I told you about last time?"
"I've been learning to be stupid lately, so tell me about the transformation. ”
The agent choked for a moment, and had to explain: "If you always act in a type of film, the drama will become narrower and narrower." This time "The Ladyboy" is a big hit, I'm afraid your image will be positioned. Look, can we take on a few other types of plays?"
"Then you can arrange it. ”
Zheng Qiyu and Xiaoyu couldn't help but glance at her.5./books/14/141/
The glamorous prince has no faceless concubine.
The agent was overjoyed when he heard this, hurriedly took out a script from his bag, and said, "Xiaole, you take a look at this first." ”
Le Zhiwei took the script, and the agent said: "It's probably that you traveled to ancient times and helped the Seven Princes win the heir......"
"Wait, travel to antiquity?"
Le Zhiwei flipped through the script, and it was written in the script that the character she was going to play had a car accident, and her soul was worn to the body of the palace maid who had died by the rod in ancient times, and she was reborn as a maidservant, and used her existing historical knowledge to be an unknown prophet in ancient times. Finally, after medical treatment, she woke up in modern times and found that it was nothing more than a dream.
"Xiaole, Xiaole!"
"Huh?"
"How's the script?"
Le Zhi pursed his lips slightly: "I'm watching." ”
The agent saw that Le Zhiwei's state was a little wrong, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything in the end.
Le Zhiwei's hands trembled slightly, and even the script he held in his hand trembled a little. She reached out and pinched her wrist, it hurt.
She pressed her hand on the sofa and clutched the script in her hand, which felt too real to the touch.
Zheng Qiyu frowned slightly, he walked to Le Zhiwei's side, possessed himself slightly, supported the back of the sofa with one hand, and whispered in Le Zhiwei's ear: "What's wrong?"
Le Zhiwei bit his lip and shook his head, thought about it, and said to his agent: "Let's talk about the script later, I'm a little tired now......"
The agent got up and said, "Then I'll leave first, and we'll contact you at any time." ”
"Uh-huh. ”
Sending the agent away, Le Zhiwei fell on the sofa.
"Le Zhiwei?"
She looked at the script in a daze, and only after a while did she speak sneeringly, as if talking to herself, as if asking: "Crossing?"
"Say what?"
"No, I wonder if there's really such a thing as a crossing. ”
"How is that possible?" Xiao Yu said, "Zhiwei, why are you talking about it?"
"And how did they come up with the idea of crossing over in a vacuum?"
Zheng Qiyu took the script and looked at it, and said with a smile: "I think this screenwriter must like the Seven Princes very much, so he will write such a drama that fantasizes about traveling to ancient times to help the Seven Princes seize the heirs and tamper with history." ”
Le Zhiwei almost bit her tongue when she heard it, according to Zheng Qiyu's logic, then she just likes to be alone with Zheng Qiyu, so she came to such a space, and when she woke up, she was in the same bed with Zheng Qiyu, and she was still together every day?
It's impossible to think about it, but why does Zheng Qiyu analyze the screenwriter's mentality so much...... Makes sense?
"Aren't you tired, let Xiaoyu send you back to rest?"
Xiao Yu bounced up from the sofa after hearing this: "My office still has something to do, so you don't need to send it if you leave first." ”
After that, he disappeared without a trace.
Zheng Qiyu smiled and shook his head. He looked at his watch and said, "Then I'll send you back." ”
"Hmm. ”
At this point, although Le Zhiwei had doubts in his heart, he no longer thought that this was a crossing, a dream, or an adventure as Master said. Anyway, it's all here.,Let's live in peace.5./books/14/14137/
The painting of rebirth is obscure.
Zheng Qiyu explained to the special assistant, and then took Le Zhiwei downstairs.
In the car.
Zheng Qiyu rested his hand lightly on the steering wheel, his position was protected from the light, and the whole person was hidden in the shadows.
"How did you agree to the transformation so quickly?" Zheng Qiyu seemed to ask casually, "Didn't you refuse before?"
"I don't want to scare crying kids everywhere. ”
Speaking of which, Le Zhiwei couldn't help but be curious, what did "The Ladyboy" play, which can scare children like that?
"Have you seen that film?"
"Nope. ”
"I haven't seen it either, so let's go see it?"
"Didn't you go to the premiere?"
“…… I didn't look at it. ”
"Are you really going?"
Le Zhiwei thought about it and nodded.
Zheng Qiyu was silent for two minutes, and then said, "Do you know why I haven't watched it all the time?"
Le Zhiwei said: Don't have time? Too lazy to watch? How can you guess this.
***
As soon as Xiao Yu, who escaped from Taihe Building, got into the car, his mobile phone rang, and it was the mathematics professor who had made an appointment with him before.
When the mathematics professor learned that Le Zhiwei was willing to meet with them, he was overjoyed, and said to Xiao Yu in a loud voice: "You little comrade is hard, both sides are busy." ”
Xiao Yu made an appointment with the professor about the time, and was about to call Le Zhiwei to inform him, when he suddenly remembered something. He stared down for a moment, and finally called Dr. Lee.
"Mr. Li, the person's personality suddenly changed and he was talking nonsense, he felt unfamiliar with the surrounding environment, he felt that she couldn't understand anything, she couldn't remember anything before, she couldn't use the door and didn't open the mobile phone, but her behavior didn't look like she had a mental problem, how can this be explained in medicine?
"Listening to your description, it is possible that dissociative disorder is accompanied by amnesia. ”
"Dissociation?"
"Yes, there is another personality, another personality with its own memories, preferences, values, but this is rare. ”
"What causes this, and how can it be treated?"
"The reason for this is very complicated and difficult to say, it is usually caused by emotional trauma, and as for the treatment ......," Dr. Li is silent, "there is no very effective treatment yet...... But I'm just guessing, I haven't seen the patient, so I can't get the diagnosis. ”
“…… Well, then I got it. Excuse me, Dr. Lee. ”
"It's fine. ”
"By the way, does dissociative disorder make people suddenly particularly talented in certain areas?"
"I don't know. However, I have seen a case where I woke up and became extremely talented in the field of music. ”
……
Dr. Li hung up the phone and said in his heart: This is the second person to consult about this disease, and I may not have been able to meet it once a year before, but two people have come to consult in the past few days. Xiao Yu is even more bizarre, and he actually dreams of teaching the book of heaven to be omnipotent.
I'd love to meet this patient......