Zhou An stared at the face on the screen that looked like Guan Ce for a long time, and Guan Ce suddenly found that this guy's breathing actually became heavy.

Guan Ce was full of black lines, snatched the phone, quit Weibo hatefully, and glanced at Zhou An: "What do you think!" ”

Zhou An stared at Guan Ce's face and swallowed his saliva: "It's really like!" ”

"......" No matter how thick Guan Ce's cheeks were, he couldn't stand Zhou An's nakedness, and he suddenly felt a burst of heat and ears.

Zhou An smiled sheepishly: "Are we okay in the bathroom at night, let you see if the painting looks like it." ”

"Shut up!" Guan Ce gritted his teeth, "Is it these messy things that you asked someone to draw?" ”

"How is that possible! I didn't tell anyone about us! ”

Yes, he didn't say it, but he never knew how to hide it in front of his acquaintances, and it is estimated that the whole company knows about their relationship!

Guan Ce settled down: "You can ask friends to help stir up the heat, but pay attention to proportion." ”

"I see." Zhou An leaned back against the wall of the rehearsal room, tilting his head to look at Guan Ce, who was dressed like a recent college graduate. A pair of eyes swept the person several times like a searchlight.

"Mr. Guan, this coat can only be worn at home in the future."

Guan Ce looked down at the cotton clothes on his body, he didn't think it was inappropriate, besides, who wears big cotton clothes at home, it's not that there is no heating and no air conditioning.

Zhou An reached out and tugged at Guan Ce's back collar and pulled hard. Guan Ce's center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered back a few steps, just leaning on Zhou An.

"Dressed so tenderly, and showing me a picture like that, I want to rip off your clothes here and separate your legs. There happens to be a huge mirror here, and you can take a good look at it, and the expression is exactly the same as they painted at that time. ”

Zhou An said in Guan Ce's ear in a breathy voice, one leg rubbing against Guan Ce's ass dishonestly.

Guan Ce's whole body was stiff, and it took a long time to be electrocuted, slapped off Zhou An's hand around his waist, and quickly flashed to the side, blushing, and glaring at Zhou An with shame and annoyance.

Zhou An leaned against the wall without a straight face, smiling wickedly at Guan Ce.

Zhao Jun looked at the pair of Wang men and men not far away, couldn't help covering his eyes, then parted his fingers, thought about it, and took a few photos with his mobile phone.

Zhou An was already very sensitive to the camera, and as soon as Zhao Jun finished filming, he looked over, and after seeing that it was Zhao Jun, Zhou An beckoned to him.

Zhao Jun glanced at Guan Ce, and when he saw that the other party seemed to have adjusted, he ran over.

"Brother Yuan."

"I'll take your picture and show it."

The big boss was still standing on the side, Zhao Jun didn't dare to hide it, and immediately presented his mobile phone.

Zhou An looked at it for a while, walked up to Guan Ce, and said with a smile: "Look, any one can be used as a movie poster." ”

In the winter afternoon sun, two delicate-looking young people in the picture, one eyes falling on the void, the other smiling at him. There was no eye contact between the two, and there was a certain distance between the standings, but they seemed to be able to smell the breath of youth and restlessness in the air.

Guan Ce uploaded a copy to his mobile phone and deleted it on Zhao Jun's mobile phone, Zhou An smiled and didn't say anything, Zhao Jun felt a little pity, but whatever the boss said, he didn't dare to have an opinion at all.

After finishing today's rehearsal, Zhao Jun drove home by himself as usual, and Guan Ce drove Zhou An and took him to dinner.

The drama "The General of a Great Power" has many war scenes, and even hangs Weiya. Recently, Zhou An followed the martial arts instructor to learn the use of various weapons, and he was too tired to do it all day.

While waiting for the traffic light, Guan Ce found that he was asleep and took a small blanket from the back seat to cover him.

A big fat cat with a knife eye on the blanket stared at Guan Ce in a daze, Guan Ce picked up the blanket and turned the direction, and the big fat cat aimed his butt at him with his cat.

"......" Guan Ce was speechless, and simply took off his coat and covered it on the blanket, and the fat cat who was full of taunting skills was not upset.

Zhou An slept lightly, and when he felt a weight on his body, he opened his eyes.

"I'm asleep?" He wiped his face, made it, and saw the cotton clothes that had slipped down, "Just have a blanket, you put it on quickly." ”

Guan Ce didn't pick up his clothes, started the car, and said to Zhou An: "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when it's time." ”

"I don't sleep." Zhou An buried his head in Guan Ce's clothes, took a deep breath, and sighed contentedly.

Guan Ce saw his action with his peripheral vision, and almost didn't drive the car into the barrier.

"Put my clothes in the back seat!" Guan Ce said angrily.

Zhou An hugged his clothes tighter and changed the topic stiffly: "In the future, let the company's public relations take over the work of Wang Lie's small team, do you say it's okay?" ”

"Wang Lie, what's wrong with them?"

"Just the picture you just showed me, and those 'fan clips' videos."

Guan Ce suddenly smiled: "You really did it." ”

Guan Ce must have been angry when he showed this expression, and Zhou An hurriedly explained: "Take precautions, in case we are photographed one day, with these foreshadowings, it is easy to explain, isn't it?" ”

"I think you're eager to be photographed!"

"No, no, I still have to save money to buy a house, and I can't lose this job."

Although his reasons are vulgar, they are much better than his previous ambition to declare love to the world regardless of it.

Guan Ce said: "The company has plans to invest in movies next year, and I plan to let you take over the first film invested by the company." During this time, you are choosing a script, do you have any preferences? ”

"Can I still choose for myself?!" Zhou An was shocked.

Guan Ce glanced at him: "There are not a thousand but hundreds of submissions received, and there are at least dozens of scripts after the primary election, which is not enough for you to choose?" ”

"That's not what I mean, I mean, isn't it up to the company to decide what kind of drama the artist wants to take?"

"That's someone else." Guan Ce looked calm, "You have been yelling all day long to beg for support, haven't you thought about what you can get after being adopted?" ”

Zhou An was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Mr. Guan, please continue to support me!" ”

Guan Ce didn't bother to pay attention to him, and he didn't go to the restaurant anymore, so he called someone halfway to order takeout, and dragged Zhou An, who was crazy, home, so as not to be embarrassed outside.

The next day, the secretary received a notice from Guan Ce and sent a few scripts to Zhou An to read.

Miss Secretary was stunned when she was about to send it out after she was familiar with the road, she heard it right, did she hear it right just now, these scripts were given to Zhou An, not Shao Bing?

There are so many artists under the company, and only Shao Bing has the privilege of choosing his own script.

Don't......

The secretary didn't know what to think, and ran into Guan Ce's office with the script in her face excitedly.

"Mr. Guan, who do you say these scripts are for?"

"Qiao Yuan."

"Are you finally going to be promoted to boss lady? See you for a long time! ”

Guan Ce's pen trembled: "What did you say?" ”

The secretary kicked the door with her foot, and leaned over with a special gossip: "To be honest, you are the boss, Qiao Yuan is the boss, right?" ”

Guan Ce silently clenched his pen.

"Don't understand? I wanted to ask you...... Oops! ”

Guan Ce stood up and pushed the secretary and sent her out in person, then dialed the internal line, and the secretary who answered the phone said: "Ruan Diya, if you talk about these irrelevant things during work hours in the future, you will go to the finance to receive three months' salary, and then get out!" ”

"Okay, let's not talk about it later!"

"......" Guan Ceyan zhòng doubted the credibility of this sentence.

Sure enough, after a while, the manager of the public relations department sent him a screenshot of Weibo:

Today, our boss is still very affected

Today 09:20 from iPhone6

Our boss actually threatened me today and told me to get out!! Ahh!!h

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Guan Ce felt that he had lost his ability to speak, and began to seriously think about whether to fire Miss Secretary Squid.

Although the secretary's lady Ruan Diya was a little chattering, she was careful and responsible, and after complaining on Weibo, she dutifully sent the script to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun looked at a bunch of scripts and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Zhou An picked up a copy casually and flipped through it: "Did you really send it?" ”

Miss Secretary smiled: "You take your time, pick out what you like, and the company will choose it for you again when the time comes." ”

"I'm sorry for you."

"As it should be!" The secretary took out her mobile phone, "Can I take a picture with you?" ”

Zhou An stood over: "Why did you suddenly remember to take a group photo?" ”

The secretary took a picture, looked at it, was very satisfied, and explained: "Now your identity is different, I hugged my thighs in advance, boss!" ”

"Boss?"

Miss Secretary lowered her head and was busy on her mobile phone, and said without raising her head: "Yes, except for Sister Bing, you are the only one who can pick the script by herself." For so many years, how many handsome men and beautiful women have not been able to let Mr. Guan loosen his mouth, you have only done it in half a year, you have the ability! ”

Zhou An was stunned when he heard it, it is indeed rare for an artist to be able to pick the script by himself, but he cares more about "the succession".

"Who has followed one after another?"

Miss Secretary finally raised her head and looked at him: "Anyway, they are already dead on the way forward, why are you still asking?" ”

Zhou An was right to think about it, and smiled.

Miss Secretary hurriedly covered her face: "Can you stop laughing like that, it's too obscene, too disillusioned!" ”

Zhou Jiazuo didn't hear it, and Zhao Jun carefully flipped through the script on the side, saying that he didn't want to join the conversation between the two.

After the secretary left, Zhao Jun frowned: "Brother Yuan, this is too much, why don't you tell me what type you want to play first, we will focus on the choice." ”

Zhou An pondered that the time was almost up, and went to the kitchen to cook the pork belly.

Returning to Zhao Jun's side, he glanced at the script: "I want to play a traitor." ”

“…… Then let's ask Brother Song to help choose. Zhao Jun hurriedly put the script in his bag, and Zhou An of the province said something strange.

To be honest, Zhou An really wants to play a heinous traitor, and the kind of role that survives in the cracks is the most enjoyable. But he also knew that Song Yutao would not agree.