At the end of the awards, the host began the closing speech, and the winners and awarders were invited to the stage one after another.

The flashing lights in the audience lit up.

The shortlisted reception held after the award ceremony was held at the hotel next door, and the staff of the organizer led the invited guests to the hotel.

Xing Le and Zhou Weichuan waited for Zhou Xianfeng to come down from the stage before leaving together.

After the three of them converged, Zhou Xianfeng was accompanied by a few good friends, as well as the award-winning Nie Xiangyin, and Meng Gao went to the hotel first.

Nie Xiangyin stretched out his hand to Zhou Weichuan and wanted to shake hands.

"Mr. Xiao Zhou, we met again, and I hope to cooperate happily in the future."

Zhou Weichuan smiled and didn't stretch out his hand, Xing Le immediately sent his hand up: "Fortunately, I will be lucky, and I may cooperate with me in the future." ”

"Le Shao, will you also enter nine o'clock?" Nie Xiangyin's face swelled slightly, but he still kept smiling.

She deigned to join Nine Points for her husband to have a movie, and Zhou Weichuan rejected Tang Fei's cooperation before, but now this attitude makes people taste wrong.

Xing Le: "I'll definitely go in." ”

Nie Xiangyin and Xing Le said without a match, but their ears and eyes flew to Zhou Xianfeng and Zhou Weichuan.

Zheng Haisheng followed at the end like a log, but in fact, his head was about to explode, and the boss was planning to make trouble today, how should it end.

Succeeded, his workload increased greatly, and all the convenience of relying on the parent company was gone.

If you fail, the boss will definitely not be willing to fail, and he will definitely make trouble again.

Even if the boss suddenly regrets not doing anything today.

Yesterday, because of the urgency of time, he conducted a very rude poll, this matter cannot be hidden, there are seventy percent of the people who are willing to go with the boss, and the remaining thirty percent, after today, ninety percent will also be high to the old man.

Zhou Xianfeng walked in the front, he looked back at Zhou Weichuan, Zhou Weichuan nodded to him, he looked at Xing Le and Nie Xiangyin chatting happily, and there was always an awkward feeling in his heart: "Are you taking Ah Le out to do things now?" ”

Zhou Weichuan: "One day he will take over." ”

Zhou Xianfeng: "With your brothers working together, I can really let go of it with peace of mind after a hundred years." ”

Zhou Weichuan: "It's better to cooperate than to do their own thing, and everyone is uncomfortable together." ”

Zhou Xianfeng was stunned for a moment: "It's not very good for you to be like this together today." ”

Zhou Xianfeng walked to the venue of the reception and was led to a table by the staff, after he sat down, Zhou Weichuan also sat down on the side: "Only today we have the same purpose, and the direction is different at other times." ”

Xing Le also came over from behind at this time and echoed: "That's not it, except for today, I usually itch his hands when I see him, and I always want to give him some color on his face." ”

Zhou Weichuan raised his eyes: "I see that you have itchy skin." ”

Xing Le shook his head indifferently: "The skin on my fist is the most itchy." ”

Zhou Xianfeng knocked lightly on the table, lowered his voice and said, "You two don't be too presumptuous, this is outside." ”

Nie Xiangyin was already laughing very embarrassed, Zheng Haisheng sat down beside Zhou Weichuan in surprise, while the other old friends simply walked away to chat, and were not in a hurry to sit down next to them.

The housework of the old Zhou family is very complicated to say, and it is not easy to persuade them.

Today, the two brothers acted together from a distance, and they were very harmonious, which was still tense when they got closer.

If it's good, we'll boast, and if it's bad, we'll be blind.

Zhou Xianfeng was originally blown by the wind and brothers were of the same heart, and he already had a little expectation in his heart, but now in this meeting, that expectation has been shattered before he has grown up.

Xing Le sat down and wiped his hands with a towel: "Zhou Weichuan, do you say or do you say?" ”

Zhou Weichuan poured a cup of tea for Zhou Xianfeng: "I'll come, Dad, I discussed with Xing Le, the industry of nine o'clock, it is better to help us divide it while you have enough physical strength and mental strength now, in case there is a mistake, you will still be behind it." ”

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Zhou Weichuan's voice was not big or small, and everything that should be heard far and near was also heard.

When these words were spoken, everyone's movements couldn't help but stop, and their ears pricked up.

Gossip is human nature.

Divide the family and divide the production!

This kind of major event is generally not caused in court and newspapers, and they will also piece together some content from employee gossip.

Now I look at the scene directly, and the ears are a few centimeters long.

However, Zhou Weichuan said it directly in front of outsiders, this is not according to Zhou Xianfeng's biggest face, and the skin will be torn off after a while.

Zhou Weichuan's tone was calm and gentle, and the reason seemed to be reasonable. So how can you say this on such an occasion?

This is slightly different from the bloody content that everyone usually hears.

Civilized separation?

Or is it a decent distribution?

Zhou Xianfeng just took the tea, and suddenly it was as if he had been nailed by Zhou Weichuan with a nail, unbelievable, unimaginable, he looked at the crowd around him, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Even if Zhou Weichuan disagrees with him, he rarely embarrasses him in public outside.

This son, from the bottom of his heart, is his pride.

Although he didn't care much about him, although they often quarreled over business management issues, and although they rarely saw each other, this was his son, wasn't it?

He's good, and no matter how much he's been involved, that's his pride.

"Weichuan, I didn't hear clearly, what do you want to say?"

Xing Le laughed: "Dad, he made it very clear, that is, we will divide nine points, the two of us will operate separately, and you will have an overview of the overall situation." ”

Zhou Xianfeng turned his head and glared at Xing Le vigorously and said, "Ah Le, I didn't ask you." ”

If you can't speak, say less.

Xing Le was obedient, he continued: "We have all discussed, you see I also brought our company's information, as long as you agree, you can start the operation immediately, and it can be finalized tonight, and it will not affect the company's operation tomorrow." ”

Bang!

Zhou Xianfeng's teacup was placed on the table next to Xing Le, and the hot water splashed Xing Le's face: "Don't talk if you don't ask." ”

Xing Le wiped his face with his hand: "Hehe." ”

The people around pretended not to see this kind of occasion, and the staff immediately greeted the media present and asked them not to shoot.

A service staff sent a dry towel, Xing Le wiped his face and said, "Okay, I won't say it, let your baby son say it." ”

What kind of raft will you make of me?

Can you speak better than I do?

Willing to mess with me in public, I never dared to touch Zhou Weichuan, you take your illegitimate child as a treasure, and people don't treat you as a father.

I treat you as a father, and you don't treat me as a cub.

Xing Le lowered his head and brushed the water droplets from his hair.

It's really cheap.

Nie Xiangyin felt that there might be a thorn under his buttocks, and it was too difficult to sit in today's seat.

If there is infighting at nine, will she still join?

Tang Fei's value and his husband's movie, can these two things add up to offset the risks of the company's internal operation?

Zheng Haisheng glanced at Zhou Xianfeng's teacup and the remaining tea, and he recruited the staff and asked him to send dry towels to him first.

He felt that the boss couldn't say anything good, and it would be better if he wasn't more excessive than Xing Le.

"Weichuan, there are some things to say, let's go home and talk about it."

Zhou Xianfeng asked Zhou Weichuan again, and he kept a calm face, suggesting that Zhou Weichuan spoke well.

Zhou Weichuan said clearly and slowly: "Dad, while everyone is here now, let me explain to you first, I want to strip off the studios of Time Culture, Lai Wenquan and Wang Li from nine o'clock, if you think it is too much, you can only give me Time Culture, and the rest can be handed over to Ah Le." ”

Countless eyes converged on Zhou Xianfeng and Zhou Weichuan.

Zhou Weichuan's requirements are unusually few!

Gentle and reasonable, but also low-demanding!

It's not about competing for industry, it's like being forced to be helpless......

Is this the genuine son coming back, and he is going to drive away the eldest son?

Doesn't Old Zhou usually like Zhou Weichuan?

This ostensibly likes the eldest son, but actually excludes the eldest son?

The most valuable thing in the whole nine o'clock is dozens of director studios, screenwriters, and copyright departments, and post-production, publicity, legal affairs and public relations are all well-known in the industry.

Time culture is just a brokerage business that has just opened, and Tang Fei is the only one who is valuable.

If there is only one time culture, it is equivalent to being sent overseas.

Zhou Weichuan's department that started at nine o'clock has earned more than this over the years.

Zhou Xianfeng looked at Zhou Weichuan, he seemed to have never known his son, what was he doing?

"I'm fine! What are you doing? Yes? Zhou Xianfeng's irrepressible bass, his hand pressed on the table and kept trembling, and he was suddenly embarrassed by Zhou Weichuan's sudden attack on an occasion like Zhou Weichuan's gathering in the industry, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

Xing Le smiled and filled Zhou Xianfeng with another glass of water.

Hey, that's a nice thing I said.

Looking at his cheap brother's words, it's like being bullied by an old man.

Zhou Weichuan: "I don't like to take advantage of people's things, and I don't like the flat management model that there is no middle-level. ”

I don't like to occupy people's property, and I don't like to occupy my father.

The corners of Zhou Weichuan's mouth rose slightly, making it impossible to see his actual emotions.

"Whose thing are you occupying?" Zhou Xianfeng looked back at Xing Le, and Xing Le leaned back sharply: "It's none of my business, it's obvious that he signed a deed of sale for the sake of the little star." ”

"Starlet?" Zhou Xianfeng looked at Zhou Weichuan in shock: "You and Tang Fei?" What's there? You...... Praise her because of selfishness? What do you think of running a company? Just because of one person's interests, you and I have a split of property. ”

Zhou Weichuan: "It has nothing to do with people, I don't like your management model, I have my own plan for the artist's route." ”

"Even if it is in conflict with the company's interests?"

The corners of Xing Le's mouth widened widely: "You were able to drive me away for the illegitimate son of the little star, and the son inherited his father's business, which is all inheritance." ”

Zhou Xianfeng stood up directly, the glass of water that Xing Le poured was full of water on his face, Xing Le's eyes were closed, and Zheng Haisheng's dry towel was sent up

Zhou Xianfeng: "Haisheng, you go and ask the organizer to prepare a box for us." ”

"Okay." Zheng Haisheng slipped away, and soon the box was ready, Zhou Xianfeng looked at Zhou Weichuan: "Let's talk about father and son." ”

Zhou Weichuan nodded, Xing Le was about to follow, Zhou Xianfeng turned around and said, "You accompany Director Nie to talk, and I will talk to your brother alone." ”

Xing Le gritted his teeth: "You are father and son, I am not." ”