Meng Xiang stopped in front of the Yinhe Rain Building with a sudden brake, and after getting out of the car, he threw the key to the security guard at the door and said, "Help me park the car." ”

After the security guard took the key, he turned around and stepped into the turnstiles.

Liu Chuan was sitting in a chair watching the news, and the advanced aerial projection was turned on in front of his desk, and the image was displayed clearly and three-dimensionally without any medium.

There is news on TV, and the host is broadcasting the content of the sudden death of popular film and television newcomer Liu Yanyan in the hospital:

Last night, Liu Yanyan, a newcomer who had starred in many film and television dramas, died in my central hospital.

According to the hospital, Liu Yanyan died of a cerebral hemorrhage caused by a car accident, which compressed the central nervous system of the respiratory tract. According to the nurse on duty that night, there was a strange man who entered the intensive care unit, for which the police also intervened in the investigation and evidence collection, but when looking at the hospital surveillance, no trace of any suspicious person was found. The latest weather forecast is available below......

The corners of Liu Chuan's mouth turned up slightly, and he scolded softly: "JX is just a bunch of waste, and it's a dream to rely on them to solve the case." ”

Meng Xiang knocked on the door and pushed the door in directly.

Liu Chuan saw Meng Xiang, picked up the remote control from the table and pressed it, and the projection TV in the air disappeared with a flash of light and shadow.

Meng Xiang walked to Liu Chuan's desk, put his hands on the table, looked up and asked, "What is the matter with Mr. Liu calling me in such a hurry?" ”

"Ah, I forgot to make an appointment with Director Meng in the afternoon, just now I was still thinking, what are you doing here in such a hurry. I'm sorry, I'm really embarrassed, I'm too busy, I forgot about it. Liu Chuanyu said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Liu is so busy that he forgot what he said, so what about me? I'm working day and night in the editing room, so I'm very idle, right? Isn't it a bit disrespectful that you hung up without letting me finish a single phone call? ”

"Director Meng, don't get too excited, sit down and talk slowly." After Liu Chuan finished speaking, he bent down and took out a script from the cabinet below.

After Meng Xiang sat down, he put his legs together and looked at a wall where the picture frame was hung.

"This is a new drama to be filmed in the next part, and Director Meng can take it back for research first. The team of the crew is still the original team of our company......"

"After finishing the current drama, I will go to Australia for a vacation, and the next drama will either wait for me to come back to film, or you will invite another Gao Ming." Meng Xiang interrupted Liu Chuan's words and glanced at him stubbornly.

"Hehe, Director Meng shouldn't be busy refusing."

Liu Chuan looked at him with a smile, as if he had full certainty, he said slowly: "Be a man to know how to be grateful, this is the first point, if there is no Yinhe Rain, without me Liu Chuan, Director Meng is probably still playing tricks now, it is I who helped you step by step to the top of this pyramid, you can't repay me like this." ”

"Mr. Liu, you should know very well how much I have done for the company over the years. For every movie I make, the investment cost is less than half of the publicity period, but the box office in the later period is far beyond expectations. In the past few years, what I have brought to the company should be far more than a few hundred million. Meng Xiang was a little heartwarming and even more aggrieved.

"Haha, Director Meng is indeed the hero of the company, but no matter how capable a person is, he can't forget his roots, just like you, you can't forget who is your father and who is your mother." Liu Chuan's last two sentences were particularly strange.

Hearing the words "Mom and Dad", Meng Xiang's heart was sour, he understood what Liu Chuan meant, and he also knew that Liu Chuan must have secretly investigated his background behind his back.

Meng Xiang lowered his head and stopped talking, but habitually began to stroke the fingers of his left hand with his right hand.

"Why didn't Director Meng speak, hey, I'm just joking, of course the company can't erase Director Meng's credit, but everyone works together and helps each other, besides, you haven't read the script yet, how do you know it's not what you like."

Liu Chuan pushed the script forward and said mysteriously: "This script was also written that day." ”

"That day?" Meng Xiang glanced up when he heard the name.

"Of course, according to him, this is a novel he wrote in college, and because he loves it so much, he wants to bring it to the screen."

Meng Xiang stretched out his left hand and wanted to take the script to read it, but Liu Chuan pressed it on it, his eyebrows and eyes were huddled together and he smiled: "Director Meng, don't worry, I'll take the pulse for you first." ”

Meng Xiang was caught off guard, and Liu Chuan grabbed his left hand and turned his palm over.

He knew what Liu Chuan wanted to do, so he didn't resist, and let Liu Chuan stare at his palm for a long time.

"Can Mr. Liu see what kind of illness I have?" Meng Xiang asked coldly.

Liu Chuan didn't see anything unusual on Meng Xiang's palm, and he didn't feel a little embarrassed, but he couldn't say it, so he had to slowly let go of his hand and lied: "Director Meng's palm print is a little messy, it seems that he hasn't had a good rest recently." ”

Meng Xiang said unceremoniously: "If Mr. Liu can be less disturbed, maybe I can sleep a few good nights." ”

Liu Chuan smiled and pushed the script to Meng Xiang, turned his back awkwardly, and pretended not to care and said: "Then it won't take up Director Meng's precious time, you can take the script back and study it carefully." ”

Meng Xiang picked up the script and saw that "Bitter Candy Core" was written on the cover.

This is indeed one of my favorite works in college that day, but Meng Xiang didn't read it, because only people who told him that day that he wanted to be sad would read it, and he had Bo Xiangyi and would not be sad, so there was no need to read it.

Meng Xiang was just about to flip through the script, his mobile phone rang, and after answering the phone, he stood up and said excitedly: "Great, I'll come over immediately." After hanging up the phone, he picked up the script and ran out of the office without saying hello to Liu Chuan.

Liu Chuan turned around and saw that Meng Xiang was in such a hurry, and he guessed nine times out of ten, but now for him, these are not the point, what he wants to understand most is who is in the hands of the black and white wings.

Just checked Meng Xiang's left hand, he didn't see anything abnormal, it stands to reason, according to his inference, now the white wing is in Meng Xiang's hand, but why can't he find out, he can't figure it out, so he grabbed the phone on the table and dialed a few numbers.

It was Pan Yang who just called Meng Xiang, and she told Meng Xiang that she woke up that day and began to have consciousness.

Meng Xiang was like a city speeder, galloping, and soon rushed to the central hospital.

As soon as he entered the ward that day, he saw that the attending doctor and nurse were helping him with the examination, while Na Shihong and Pan Yang were standing aside.

Seeing Meng Xiang come in, Pan Yang withdrew to say hello to him, and Shi Hong's gaze did not leave that day from beginning to end.

"You're fast." Pan Yang glanced at Meng Xiang and said, "The doctor is still examining him, you can wait a while." ”

"Well, that's okay." Meng Xiang smiled and nodded, thinking, "Actually, I can be a little faster." ”

But this kind of pride can only be thought of, and if you really want to do it, it is estimated that many people will be frightened.

After the doctor finished examining that day, he took off his stethoscope and said to Na Shihong: "That sir, that day's body is fine now, you can rest assured." For the next period of time, let him recuperate. ”

"Then thank you, doctor, for your hard work." Na Shihong politely thanked the doctor.

"If there's something over here, you call me in time." After some instructions, the doctor left the room with the nurse.

That day, his head was wrapped in bandages, leaning on the hospital bed, his head was tilted to the side of the window, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't pay attention to Meng Xiang coming in.

After the doctor left, Shi Hong glanced at Meng Xiang, and after the two nodded slightly, he turned to the other side of the day, bent down to help him tuck the quilt, and asked softly, "How do you feel now?" ”

That day, he didn't open his eyes, so he tilted his head to the other side.

Seeing this, Pan Yang hurriedly walked over, and Meng Xiang also followed her to the hospital bed.

Na Shihong saw that he didn't want to pay attention to himself that day, so he could only sigh helplessly, and he said to Pan Yang: "The company still has something, you take care of him here, I'll go back first." ”

Pan Yang nodded, and that Shihong politely said to Meng Xiang with his eyes, and then turned around and left the ward.

As soon as the door closed, I opened my eyes that day, and a tear slipped down from the corner of my eye.

He looked at the door, his expression a little sad.

Meng Xiang could see that there must be something unpleasant between the father and son, but for him, that day was already very happy, because he had left his father since he was a child, and he didn't even have this kind of unpleasant opportunity.

"Awake?" Meng Xiang asked a little closer.

Seeing Meng Xiang coming over that day, he hurriedly wanted to get up and sit up.

"Just starting to recover, less activity." Meng Xiang helped him and leaned up.

"I'll go get some hot water, you guys talk first." Pan Yang cleverly found an excuse to leave.

After Meng Xiang saw Pan Yang leaving, he moved a stool and sat in front of the bed that day, and comforted: "You don't have to worry about the film, I've been staring at the computer room these days, the rough cut is almost there, the quality is not bad, now you just take care of your injuries." ”

"Hmm. I believe you. "My lips were a little dry that day and my face was a little pale.

"You've been sleeping for more than a week, aren't you enjoying it?" Meng Xiang jokingly tried to amuse him for a long time.

"It's like a dream." I looked very tired that day, and I didn't really want to talk.

"Just now I saw that you didn't want to pay attention to your uncle, is there a ...... between you?"

"I'm not on the same frequency as him." Meng Xiang's questioning, which had interrupted that day, said slowly and weakly: "There can never be resonance between us. ”

Meng Xiang knew that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked, so he didn't continue to ask, after all, there was a knot hidden in anyone's heart that could not be untied, and this knot could only be untied slowly by himself.

He took a breath and asked pretending to be relaxed, "What do you want to eat?" I'll help you buy it, or whatever you want to play, you can tell me. During this time, I am volunteering to be your delivery man. ”

A smile appeared on his depressed expression that day, and he thought for a while and said, "I want to eat candied bitter gourd from 'Youjia Restaurant' outside Dongcheng." ”

Meng Xiang was stunned for a moment, "Youjia Hotel" is a very small restaurant, but the room is very warm, simple and clean, which makes people feel very cordial.

When they were in college, they went on an outing, passed by chance, and after eating inside, they often asked him and Bo Shenyi to drive there that day.

At that time, I liked to eat this special snack 'candied bitter gourd' very much, and I often took some back after eating. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he still hasn't changed.

"Do you want anything else besides this?"

Shaking his head that day.

"Then you wait for me, and I'll be back soon."

After Meng Xiang finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door, when he opened the door, he glanced back at that day, and suddenly felt that he seemed to know too little about that day, once in college, he always talked about that day vigorously, poured out his feelings, and that day was always just a listener.

Looking at the person on the hospital bed who he thought he knew very well, there were actually many secrets hidden, but he locked it himself.

Meng Xiang gently led the door, went to a place where no one was, and disappeared in an instant.

When he landed in the kitchen of that restaurant, the busy cook didn't see how he had come in, and suddenly noticed that there was another person, looked at him very strangely, and asked him puzzledly, "Are you a new vegetable cutter?" ”

"Oh, no, no, I'm here to buy 'candied bitter melon'."

"How did you come here to buy 'candied bitter gourd'?" The chef was a little puzzled and said, "This is the kitchen, and you have to go to the front desk to order food when you buy something." ”

Meng Xiang apologized a little embarrassedly, and hurriedly exited the kitchen, he patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally said to himself: "Fortunately, he was not discovered." ”