In the dark night, the sound of the wind coldly blowing through the treetops sounded in everyone's ears.

Mr. Zhang slowly lowered the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the four men and women in front of him, and then evoked a smile that did not show deep meaning.

"It's so late, Mr. Lao Zhang has been waiting for a long time." Leng Xun was only slightly stunned, then immediately stepped forward, turned slightly sideways with the posture of a junior, and made a "please" gesture: "I just brought some green tea at home, although it is not as good as your collection of good tea, but if you don't dislike it, please ask Mr. to taste one or two." ”

In the night, the white, almost transparent skin shimmered with a faint sheen. Mr. Zhang's gaze looked at Leng Xian, like a cold lizard.

Zhan Wenlan, who was standing on the side, glanced at Yunxi and slowly looked away. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he remembered something unpleasant, but he didn't say a word to Mr. Zhang in front of him.

"Old man Leng's luck is good." The cold gaze slowly moved away from Leng Wei, and Mr. Zhang lifted it casually, and the dark car was like a ghost, and the lights went out in an instant, only to hear a soft sound, and disappeared in the vast night in a blink of an eye.

From beginning to end, the driver sitting in the sedan was almost an ornament, without the slightest sense of zài, and it was not until this moment that no one seemed to notice his zài. And Mr. Zhang, who can afford such a "driver", did not look at the different expressions on their faces, and took the lead in the villa with a casual expression.

Leng Yan paused slowly, and then stepped forward to lead the way.

Grantham walked last, looking at Mr. Zhang's light, barely audible footsteps, and his face sank almost invisibly.

Walking through the green meadow and walking past the fountain, the brightly lit hall illuminates the shadows of several people on the ground, intertwined together, and looks a little calm.

There were already servants standing at the door, gently taking their coats, and then giving melons and fruits, quietly waiting for orders.

Leng Wei turned around and instructed the housekeeper: "Bring the tea that was just transported a few days ago, and take some water by the way." ”

Three days ago, the old man received the tea that Mr. Zhang asked them to forward, only hung up the phone, and lightly instructed them to pay attention to proportion, and then asked people to fly this pound of good tea.

Although he was born a red magnat, what kind of delicate objects are easily pinched, but when he received this catty of tea, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Legend has it that there is a priceless special tribute tea, even in Zhongnanhai is extremely rare, if it weren't for the fact that an uncle gave some to his grandfather when he was promoted to general, he would have almost never heard of this tea.

The tea leaves were quickly delivered, and with it, a pot of clear water. This is also picked up by the next person directly to the top of the mountain every day, never overnight.

Mr. Zhang glanced at the tea set, didn't say anything, and slowly swept his eyes over the verdant green tea.

For a long time, a trace of love flashed in his eyes.

Leng Xun knew that the other party was satisfied that he didn't let people make tea and then send it up, for this kind of tea tasting national hand, even the craftsmanship of ordinary old tea customers may tarnish the fragrance of this tea.

Under the bright daylight light, Mr. Zhang raised his head, the coldness between his eyebrows melted slightly, but he looked away after looking at the good tea in front of him.

The four of them knew that he was not here for tea, but they were indifferent to even their hobbies, and for a while they were a little curious about his intentions tonight.

"I heard Director Li say that Miss Leng went to the set to visit the class today." The blood-red coral wrench gently turned on Mr. Zhang's thumb, and he looked at Yunxi with no expression on his face: "I don't know if anything interesting happened?" ”

Interesting thing? What does it mean?

In total, I only took two shots today. One is frolicking at the beach, and the other is a romantic proposal on a hang-glider prop. If you really want to say anything different, it is estimated that it was the last scene when Director Li opened her eyes and closed her eyes, and recorded her into the camera.

Yunxi slowly recalled one or two, and remembered the strong hostility in Xiaoyun's eyes, but Mr. Zhang entered the house like this, was it to seek justice for this pet? Or .......

The icy night breeze suddenly sounded outside the door.

The servant hurried to the bedside, looked at the sky, and turned back to the people sitting in the hall with an explainer smile: "It's windy, it looks like it's raining heavily." ”

The whistling north wind seemed to respond to the situation, and as soon as the servant's voice fell, the crystal clear window was brought up by the wind with a "swish" and suddenly closed.

The voice was so sharp that it shocked a few people's hearts to skip a beat.

"I wonder what interesting thing Mr. Zhang is referring to?" Yunxi's gaze flickered slightly from the air, and returned to the face of Mr. Zhang, whose expression on the other side had not changed at all, his voice was a little casual, but his eyes were not half relaxed.

The characters who can give gifts to the cold old man of her family can be counted on one hand all over the country.

What's more, with such a momentum, even if you haven't heard of his legend, just looking at his hands that are so perfect that there are no traces of age can make people feel a little cold and weird.

Mr. Zhang only looked at Yunxi with his eyes and did not answer, as if he was not satisfied with Yunxi's answer, but he did not have any angry posture. Instead, Zhan Wenlan, who was standing in general, slowly walked to Yunxi's side and handed over a piece of pastry: "You haven't eaten anything on the set, so let's eat something light to cushion your stomach first." ”

Yunxi pinched the osmanthus cake, but didn't say anything more, and ate the cake slowly in front of Mr. Zhang.

Something in the air seemed to suffocate suddenly.

The servants turned pale and couldn't understand why the atmosphere was so weird.

Except for the whistling north wind outside the window, this villa is so quiet that it is a little ghostly.

"I used to hear Xiaoyun say that you are not afraid of heaven and earth, and I originally thought that a little girl had any guts, but now it seems that she has a little bit of inheritance from the cold old man." Mr. Zhang's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the coldness on his face seemed to disappear with the wind in an instant, and it was gone in a blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it was just a gentle and smiling elder, how could he be half a point cold and weird.

This change in demeanor almost makes people doubt themselves.

Leng Yan, Zhan Wenlan, and Grantham, who are used to seeing top elites, can't help but show a little surprise on their faces at this moment.

saw that Mr. Zhang walked to the table in person, pinched up a piece of tea, put it in the palm of his hand, and smiled slightly: "Director Li is my good friend, after Miss Leng left the set, he called me to make a friendship." If she can, I hope that Miss Leng will not only be the person behind this movie, but also show her face in front of the big screen if appropriate. After all, it's a win-win both in terms of the cinematic visuals and the brand image of CRIS. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yan, Zhan Wenlan, and Grantham's faces instantly appeared with a wonderful appearance that was difficult to describe in words.

Who would have thought that Mr. Zhang's sudden visit would be for such a trivial matter? Obviously, you can explain it with a phone call, but what is the momentum you just made?

Among them, Leng Yan's expression was even more surprised. Even if his own cold old man has a straight face, he will not have such an amazing style. It's not like an iron-blooded general, but it's the kind of cold domineering that is in the bones. It's just that his family's genuine general is amazing, but it is reasonable to say, why does Mr. Zhang have such an amazing side?

"Mr. Zhang is polite, since it is good for the movie, how can I shirk it." Yunxi didn't seem to notice the abnormality of the three people around him, and smiled very naturally, but when his eyebrows moved, the silver light under his eyes was particularly quiet: "But youth fashion movies are originally a one-man show for the heroine, and even the male protagonist is just the icing on the cake. ”

"Oh......" Mr. Zhang didn't seem surprised by her refusal, and only replied with one word, and his voice was long.

"It's better for me to be in charge of the theme song of the movie, Director Li should also be filmed this afternoon, and with a little processing, the MV as the theme song is not a problem."

Mr. Zhang's dark eyes seemed to be in the air, and slowly, the corners of his mouth seemed to reveal an almost invisible arc.

It's just that the speed is too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it has disappeared completely.

"Yes, it's a unique idea." He listened to Director Li, although he took Leng Yunxi into the mirror, but he was just a back, and his ethereal temperament might be a peek or two, but as long as he didn't show up, who would remember a woman with only a back?

She doesn't want to show up in front of the camera, he can understand that the Leng family is also famous in China, and it is not a good thing to step into the showbiz lightly, but what is the purpose of deliberately giving Director Li an opportunity to take a picture of his back?

Over the years, there have been few juniors who have made him feel this interest in wanting to find out.

A figure suddenly flashed in my mind. It seems that many years ago, there was a handsome young man who was also separated from a distance like this, and lightly sank his feelings in the bottom of his heart, so that people could not see a trace of fluctuations.

Mr. Zhang couldn't help but laugh.

This laughter can't be said to be clear, nor can it be said to be free, but there is a sense of relief from the bottom of one's heart.

Leng Xun frowned, only to feel that Mr. Zhang's eyes looking at Yunxi tonight seemed to be like a lamb to be slaughtered, his heart tightened, and he walked in front of Yunxi without thinking about it, blocking his sight, but the next moment he found that Mr. Zhang suddenly leaned over, and said in a calm whisper: "Since Miss Leng has her own plans, I hope I will forgive me for being nosy." However, I'm really looking forward to hearing the theme song of the movie as soon as possible. As soon as he finished speaking, he took the coat that the servant was holding, and went away like a gust of wind.

Coming and going in a hurry, the change of expression almost made several servants feel that there was something wrong with their hearts.

It's really a mysterious figure that people can't guess.

Zhan Wenlan, who was holding a pastry plate, felt for the first time that the familiar Hong Kong was a little unfamiliar.

Since he was 15 years old, he has been to Hong Kong many times, but he has never heard of such an imposing figure.

A senior predator in the film and television industry .......

Or is it something else?

The flickering eyes looked at the indifferent smile on Shangyunxi's mouth, but gradually lost his way.......