"Isn't it funny?"

With a familiar voice, Chen Lin was so frightened that he didn't hold the phone steady, and smashed it directly on his feet.

He didn't dare to say anything, silently picked up his mobile phone, lowered his head and pursed his lips, and made a mistake look.

Shen Yanzhou's gaze swept over the mobile phone in his hand, and he paused slightly, his eyes were like a dark night, foggy, and cold enough to be feared.

Chen Lin was made of his scalp numb, and his head hung lower, "Mr. Shen, I was wrong, I shouldn't have swiped my phone during the break." ”

A muffled laugh sounded above his head, sounding particularly gloomy and penetrating: "So, it's that I'm not close to people." ”

"No, no, Mr. Shen ......" Chen Lin almost wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

Mr. Shen gives him an annual salary of one million every year, how can he have time to rest.

It's just that he didn't understand a little, although Mr. Shen gave him a cold impression before, he had never been so gloomy and uncertain as he was today.

What's going on?

Before Chen Lin could figure it out, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Cen is looking for you, I have arranged for her to sit in the lounge, do you have time to see her now?"

It's the secretary's voice.

Shen Yanzhou is gone.

Chen Lin was relieved.

In the lounge, Cen Jing was wearing a gentle little white dress, standing delicately in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery outside.

Her face is gentle and beautiful, with a smile and a smile, intellectual elegance and charm.

There was footsteps outside, and she curled the hair behind her ear and looked back with a calm and generous smile.

Looking at the visitor, she bent her eyes and called softly: "Yanzhou." ”

Shen Yanzhou's eyebrows twisted slightly: "Call me Mr. Shen." ”

A touch of uncatchable emotion flashed in Cen Jing's eyes, and she was silent, and her face was not unnatural: "Mr. Shen." ”

"Something?"

"Is Grandma's health better?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Shen Yanzhou's eyes, and Cen Jing immediately changed his words: "I mean Old Madam Shen." ”

"Don't be polite, just get down to business."

Shen Yanzhou sat on the main seat, his tone low and hoarse.

Cen Jing looked at him.

A black shirt was buttoned to the top of the buttons, his skin was cold and white, his bones were cold, and he felt the oppression of a noble belt, like a moon in the depths of winter, without a trace of warmth.

Such an unkind person, it seems that no one can get into his heart.

But if you really walk in, it will hurt to the bone.

Cen Jing smiled in her heart, a little more confident.

"I know a doctor, maybe I can cure Mrs. Shen......"

……

"When I see Director Bai, I will introduce myself honestly and generously, Director Bai doesn't like the flattery of newcomers, do you understand?"

Sang Yu's current agent is a thirty-year-old sister with a bad temper, called Sister Duoduo, although her temper is not good, but her heart is not bad, and she has been telling Sang Yu to pay attention.

Sang Yu listened carefully and followed her all the way to the Pan Asia Building.

Director Bai is a very famous director under Pan Asia Film and Television Group, and I met him today for the preliminary interview for his new script "The Old Man".

Sang Yu glanced at the richly decorated Pan Asia Building, and heard that this was an entertainment company under Shen Yanzhou's name.

I don't know if I can meet him here.

As soon as Sang Yu thought about it, the elevator opened as soon as the bell rang, and he saw Shen Yanzhou and a woman with outstanding temperament walking out.

Shen Yanzhou bowed his head slightly, listening to the woman's words, although he didn't know what the woman said, the eternal coldness in his eyes seemed to have completely melted at this moment, and even a little soft.

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, he met his gaze.

(End of chapter)