"I'll leave first if I have something to do here, and I'll talk about the show when the time comes."

Lao Yang said hello to Zhang Jianjun again before leaving.

He still pays attention to superficial work, even if he no longer supports Zhang Jianjun's behavior in his heart, he is still polite to him.

A smiling tiger like him doesn't want to offend anyone.

"Jianjun, this meal hasn't been finished yet, you go to the bathroom for half an hour, let's eat some more."

Lin Yongshun said politely, his eyes were very tangled, obviously he had something to say, but after saying it, he was worried that Zhang Jianjun would feel uncomfortable, so he had to give up in the end.

Father and son kept exchanging glances, as if they were hinting to each other who was going to confess.

Zhang Jianjun smiled when he saw them like this.

"I remember that there are a lot of things in your company, so you can go first, I'm very tired these two days, and I just went back to accompany my daughter-in-law."

"It's okay, then you can call again if you have something."

After speaking, the father and son left, and Lin Yan's words didn't stop along the way.

"Hey, I think Uncle Yang is prejudiced against Zhang Jianjun, don't you see that the current TV shows are all the same, it's better to try to innovate if it's so old-fashioned."

Lin Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes, as a middle-aged man, Lin Yongshun could understand Lao Yang's mood.

"You don't understand, he has to withstand the pressure from above, and he wants to make achievements when he does the show, who wants to make a show with no results, or a show that has no hope from the beginning?"

Lin Yongshun just answered the question from Lao Yang's point of view, his selfishness was still biased towards Zhang Jianjun, this kid is a rare talent.

"If it were me, I'd be willing to try it all, if it's really popular, even if he's just an arranger, he'll have a credit, right?"

The two came to the company with a discussion.

At the same time, Zhang Jianjun also returned home, he was slightly tired lying on the sofa, glanced at the time on the clock, this meal was less than an hour.

Zhang Jianjun sighed and slowly closed his eyes, he only felt that he was very tired, not physically, but mentally.

Not accepted, denied again and again.

At this time, the door was opened, and Zheng Xiaomei walked in and saw that Zhang Jianjun was already lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

Zhang Jianjun slept very dead, and he couldn't hear any movement.

Zheng Xiaomei squatted on the ground and looked at it a few times to make sure that he was sleeping soundly, and then tiptoed into the kitchen, planning to cook a good meal and wait for him to wake up before eating.

An hour later, a table of good dishes was served, and Zheng Xiaomei called him up.

Zhang Jianjun slept in a daze, thinking that the next morning, he would smell the fragrance when he stretched his waist and stood up.

"Have you been very tired from work lately, every time I see you come back, I'm very tired, and it's not good to sleep on the sofa all the time."

Although the sofa is quite soft, the weather is slowly getting cooler, and he is still prone to colds, and he doesn't like to cover himself with blankets when he sleeps.

"It's okay, are you doing your job?"

"It's going well, the boss is quite optimistic about me, saying that I want to continue to work hard, and I can be promoted next month."

Zheng Xiaomei said with a smile.

"Promotion? I'll just say you're the best. ”

Zhang Jianjun's voice was still very tired, and Zheng Xiaomei put down her chopsticks seriously.

"Is there another tricky thing at work?"

Zheng Xiaomei stared at Zhang Jianjun intently, and was bound to ask why.