Chapter Twenty-Three: It's Heartbeat
Over there, Tang Jinyan finished his daily workout, took a shower, and came out without seeing Song Zhixiao, and was about to shout, when the mobile phone rang.
Pick it up and take a look, Quan Zhengyang.
"Got a result?" Tang Jinyan picked it up casually, sat on the sofa, and pressed the TV remote control with his hand.
"Well, they agreed, but asked for no more than 6% of the shares, and the price could be at the market price. If you don't have an opinion, find a time to talk about the specific details. β
"What level is 6% for you?"
"There is a level of fourth and fifth shareholders, which is not low. You know we can't possibly let you occupy a high stake ratio. Quan Zhengyang said: "You don't want much equity to influence the board of directors, right?" If you want to toss some private goods every day, the current authority is enough, and you can find someone to represent your rights. In addition, when you need the full help of D Society, D Society can do it without losing profits, and there is no need to stage a Korean drama on the board of directors, which can be written into the contract. β
"Done." Tang Jinyan said briskly: "I will send someone to talk." β
"Looking forward to cooperating with the Ninth Master."
"Ha, the intimacy has changed very quickly, and Tang Laojiu has become the ninth master?"
"That's as it should be, partner."
Hanging up the phone, Tang Jinyan calmly picked up the coke and drank it, the result of the D company was never beyond his expectations, when they prided themselves on the image of businessmen, there were no gang enemies to speak of.
A cartoon image of a spaceship appears on TV, and soon the picture becomes an empty flat with a row of men in gray suits standing there, with a girl in the middle. Before Tang Jinyan could see what these people looked like, one of the men pointed at the girl and smiled: "Hey, Zhixiao is very beautiful today." β
"Poof......" Tang Jinyan's Coke sprayed all over the coffee table, and subconsciously looked at the time: April 15, Sunday, 18:10.
This is Runningman...... Song Ji-hyo treats things as the most important cause more important than her movies.
The aunt standing on the side hurriedly came over to wipe the coffee table, and said with a smile: "Zhixiao XI is very cute." β
"Cute?" Tang Jinyan was inexplicable: "Does this word have anything to do with her?" β
"Yes, yes, wuli is ignorant...... aunt said ambiguously: "I didn't expect the ninth master to be able to get the ignorant wisdom home......"
Tang Jinyan pinched his forehead, and out of the corner of his eye, Song Zhixiao on TV was wearing a student tennis skirt and selling cuteness.
He bared his teeth. Your sister, in her thirties, is still cute, no wonder people say you are cute.
ββEveryone is so familiar, why don't you sell it to me?
"Hey, Song Ji-hyo! Where did the death go? β
"It's coming, it's coming!" Song Zhixiao plopped out of the study and ran out: "What are you doing?" β
Tang Jinyan pursed his lips: "Who are those crooked melons and cracked dates...... This one, this one, growing tall and nutty, who's it? β
"High nuts?" Song Zhixiao was a little puzzled, ran downstairs and saw himself on the TV, his face turned red: "This and this, don't watch ......"
"Huh? Didn't you tell me to watch your "Runningman"? β
"Don't look at me in front of me, it's embarrassing......"
"Cut, old Pi'er, pretend to be ashamed of me now. Damn, who is this old grasshopper, laughing so obscenely. β
"That's Liu Zaishi......" Song Zhixiao rubbed his head: "The squinting one is called Kim Jong Kook, not a high nut." β
Everyone was talking about MissA on TV, and a picture of a girl appeared at the bottom of the screen.
"Ouch good! This water spirit! Who is it? β
"I'm just an old skin, and people are smart?" Song Jihyo gritted his teeth and muttered, and immediately remembered the gap between his age and others, and replied dejectedly: "Pei Xiuzhi of MissA is very popular this year. β
"Oh, I've heard of that...... Unclear. Tang Jinyan touched his chin: "You variety shows also invite these idols?" β
"Yes, I invite guests in every issue, and these idols are frequent visitors."
"Hmm...... Which issue has Park So-yeon? I'm going to find out. Or Zheng ...... Forget it......" Tang Jinyan paused and swallowed the name back into his stomach.
Song Ji-hyo didn't care: "Park So-yeon hasn't been here, Han Eun-jeong, Park Hyo-min, and Park Ji-yeon from her team have all come." Park Hyo-min impressed me the most, and he had a good sense of artistry! β
Tang Jinyan was a little disappointed: "Those few are not familiar." Next time, I will invite Park So-yeon to play a phase. β
"I can't call the shots." Song Jihyo looked him up and down: "What do you mean, you are very familiar with Park So-yeon?" β
Tang Jinyan stiffened his neck: "Don't say that I'm like a bun, is it strange to know individual idols?" β
Song Zhixiao muttered in a low voice: "Liu Zaishi Jinzhongguo doesn't know, and he said that it's not a dumpling......"
"What?" Tang Jinyan didn't hear clearly.
"Nothing." Song Jihyo sat up straight.
Tang Jinyan didn't take it seriously, and continued to watch TV: "Grass, after waiting for a long time to open the door, an old man will come out?" Can you watch this broken variety show? β
Song Zhixiao glared at him angrily: "Why can't the old man look at it when he comes out?" β
"Didn't MB say that Bae Suzhi was good?"
"That's a gimmick, it's a lie to you perverts!"
"Grass, how many mentally retarded people have been deceived and continue to be happy? Won't you change the channel? β
Song Ji was so angry that he wanted to scold but couldn't scold, and he knew that it was pointless to explain to this kind of person that the old man Park Junkyu's status in the rivers and lakes was much higher than that of Bae Xiuzhi...... Anyway, the virtue of being angry really has a bit of a cute feeling......
Tang Jinyan said again: "Besides, what are these crooked melons and cracked dates doing here?" What about your lens? Why didn't you do anything for a long time? Lao Tzu came to see Song Zhixiao, who looks at this grasshopper! β
Song Jihyo blinked his eyes, a little wanted to laugh, and his puffing expression disappeared in an instant. After a while, he said: "Song Zhixiao...... It's right next to you. β
These words had a bit of an ambiguous taste, but Tang Jinyan glanced at her as if he hadn't heard it, and nodded: "It makes sense, change into a tennis skirt for me to see." β
Song Jihyo's face darkened again.
The aunt was a little happy watching from the side, and she suddenly felt that these two people were really a bit like a little bit.
At least...... Compared with the women who fooled around with the ninth master before, the attitude of the ninth master this time is completely different from heaven and earth. Could it be that this time, is it playing for real?
After watching RM for ten minutes, the chef brought the food up. Song Zhixiao, who had just arrived, did not feel a little rusty and twisted, so he naturally got up and sat side by side with Tang Jinyan at the table, watching TV while eating, which was indeed like a young couple.
In fact, Tang Jinyan really didn't look at the content on TV, his eyes only cared about whether there was Song Zhixiao in the camera at the moment. If you have it, pay attention to it, and if you don't, bow your head and pick up the rice.
Song Jihyo is also the first time to watch what he plays while eating with a man, this feeling is very weird, watching him appreciate his variety show performance, a little ashamed, but he feels very warm. In her home life, which she has fantasized about countless times...... Maybe that's what it looks like. Maybe after getting used to it, that bit of shame is gone, only warmth remains.
The next time I shoot RM, I don't know if I will be distracted and remember, this part will be seen by him, how should I act?
Eh, what do you want to do with that...... He didn't mean that to me.
And I'm ...... to him What does it mean?
Song Zhixiao picked up the rice, as if there was a filament in his heart, winding it up, bypassing it, and it could no longer be decomposed.
Maybe from that day Tang Jinyan said to Bai Changzhu: I will protect Zhixiao, don't mess around. From that moment on, the strand had already grown. When he was angry for her, the thread thrived unstoppably and could no longer be torn off.
The most direct manifestation is that she is willing to go home with him for the night, and it is so natural. In fact, it was no different from handing over her body, but she knew that he didn't have that kind of thought for the time being. He asked the servant to tidy up a guest room, which was to really treat her as a friend.
She wasn't sure when he would have that thought, but he was the opposite of a gentleman...... It doesn't matter if you get up anyway, you're all adults, right......
Dinner, as Tang Jinyan explained before, was not sumptuous, it was just a table of homely cooking. Soon finished eating, the maid put away the dishes and chopsticks, Tang Jinyan picked up a bottle of red wine and poured her a glass: "You dare to play in variety shows." β
Song Jihyo woke up from Baijie's mind and smiled: "Variety shows are for fun, you have to dare to play, if you can't let go, you can't get along." β
The two clinked glasses and drank casually, Song Jihyo's face flushed, and he looked glamorous.
"It's okay to make trouble in variety shows." Tang Jinyan filled her with wine again, looked at her for a while, and suddenly said: "This comedy movie...... Will there be a kiss scene? β
Song Ji-hyo's wine glass froze in his hand.
The same question as that day, but she could no longer answer it so freely.
She's still the same she, the question is still the same question, but why can't she answer it?
Perhaps, when the heart is not in the way, just ask for the pitch to be worthy of the clean. When there is an obstacle in the heart, it will suffer from gains and losses.
The wind didn't move, and neither did the flags.
It's heartbeat.