Song Qingyou pressed her forehead, feeling a little undecided.

At this moment, Lin Xuyang came over with a puzzled look on his face:

"Grapefruit?"

"Why are you standing here?"

"Sister Lan said you should be in the lounge. The play will end in about ten minutes. You should prepare to go to the curtain call."

Lin Xuyang walked closer as he spoke, only to find that Fang Yan was also there.

"It turns out Assistant Fang is here too."

"Then this is——"

Lin Xuyang looked at Yu Muhuai.

The hostility in the latter's eyes disappeared instantly, and his smile was gentle:

"Hello Mr. Lin, my name is Yu Muhuai."

Lin Xuyang hesitated: "Do you know me?"

"When we were recording the show before, Qingyou called Mr. Lin, and I was also there at that time."

After saying this, Lin Xuyang understood that the person in front of him was also an artist.

After a while of polite greetings, no one moved.

Seeing Fang Yan and Yu Muhuai looking at Song Qingyou, Lin Xuyang pushed up his glasses and looked a little colder:

"Excuse me, do you two have anything else?"

Fang Yan and Yu Muhuai looked at each other and spoke at the same time in a tacit understanding:

"I have work matters to discuss with Miss Song."

"I want to treat Qingyou to dinner."

The completely different answers made Lin Xuyang frown.

He looked at the person involved: "Youzi?"

Song Qingyou smiled apologetically at the two of them, "Actually, I made an appointment with Brother Xu Yang in advance yesterday and we want to have dinner together today."

"That's right." Lin Xuyang nodded, "So you two, I'm sorry."

"It seems that I invited you at the wrong time today."

Yu Muhuai looked disappointed, "But if there is a next time, Qingyou won't reject me again?"

The young man's eyebrows are very beautiful, and his smile when he is happy is as shining and moving as the stars. When he is disappointed, his expression is like the dark night when the stars no longer shine. People cannot bear to refuse his request and cannot bear to see such an expression.

If it were someone else, he might have agreed directly to Yu Muhuai and responded to his expectations.

But it's a pity that Yu Muhuai is facing Song Qingyou, who is extremely rational most of the time.

"We'll talk about next time." Song Qingyou thought for a while and said, "But if I happen to be free, I will most likely agree to your invitation."

Yu Muhuai suddenly smiled: "Then I will remember to choose a better time next time."

"good."

Song Qingyou nodded indifferently.

Lin Xuyang promptly reminded: "Youzi, the drama ahead is almost over."

"Then let's go and call the curtain."

Song Qingyou nodded towards Fang Yan, turned around and left.

By the way, he stuffed Zhizhi into the cat bag and handed it to Lin Xuyang.

In the quiet corridor, Yu Muhuai and Fang Yan were the only two people left.

"I originally thought Assistant Fang was a busy person, but I didn't expect that he would have time to watch dramas during working hours."

Fang Yan smiled politely: "Personal hobby."

Yu Muhuai: "Personal hobbies can also occupy working time. It seems that Mr. Jiang is a very tolerant boss."

Fang Yan nodded: "If Mr. Yu also has the intention to work in our company, you are welcome to submit your resume."

After that, he followed Song Qingyou and prepared to return to the auditorium.

Yu Muhuai stared at his back, his eyes full of darkness and coldness, the corners of his lips raised silently, and after a long time he let out a sneer of unknown meaning.

He just said a few words to Fang Yan, which was considered a test.

Judging from Fang Yan's answer, he would come to watch the drama and come to Song Qingyou to discuss work, which was clearly Jiang Zhihan's instruction.

When he thinks of Jiang Zhihan, the rage in Yu Muhuai's heart can't help but surge up...

‘Didi didi’

The cell phone rang, bringing back some of Yu Muhuai's thoughts.

He answered the phone, "Hello?"

"What are you doing? Are you still in the theater? The play should be over, right? I'll drive over to pick you up right now."

"Yeah." Yu Muhuai responded absently.

"Are you okay? Why does your voice sound so wrong? You ran out in the middle of filming the music video. I also set aside time for you to watch the drama. You should be happy by now, right?"

Su Rong's chatter continued, and Yu Muhuai was impatient and hung up the phone directly.

At the same time, Song Qingyou took the stage for the curtain call and took a few group photos with other actors before coming down.

At this moment, Lin Xuyang and Fang Yan were very involved in chatting and seemed to be in tune.

Song Qingyou changed her clothes and came out, but the two of them hadn't finished talking yet.

Chen Lan on the side rolled her eyes: "They just talked about stocks. I don't know how long they will talk about it. Anyway, I can't understand a word."

Song Qingyou smiled, walked over and coughed twice.

Lin Xuyang came to his senses and said, "Youzi, why not ask Assistant Fang to join us today?"

"It just so happens that Mr. Jiang is also one of the shareholders of our logistics company."

"If Brother Xu Yang agrees, of course I have no problem."

Song Qingyou very clearly placed herself in the position of the hands-off shopkeeper.

Chen Lan was confused: "What logistics company? What are you going to do this afternoon? Why don't I understand?"

Song Qingyou explained: "The newly opened logistics company was jointly invested and established by Mr. Jiang and I, and is run by Brother Xuyang."

Chen Lan's whole body was numb: "Why did you suddenly... open a company?"

Moreover, how long has it been since Song Qingyou established Shengshi Entertainment?

The company has plans to cultivate new artists recently. Where did Song Qingyou get so much money?

Or is it mainly Jiang Zhihan’s investment?

"Just do it if you want." Song Qingyou's answer was perfunctory.

Chen Lan said oh, but did not ask further questions.

In any case, Song Qingyou has Jiang Zhihan's back, so she doesn't need to worry about it.

Song Qingyou didn't know what Chen Lan was thinking. She just thought that Chen Lan was a very sensible person and she would never ask more questions about things that she was not allowed to know.

Otherwise, Song Qingyou would not tell Chen Lan about opening a logistics company.

So a group of four people passed through the back door of the theater and entered the parking lot.

"I'll bring the car over." Chen Lan said, "Qingyou, Zhizhi..."

"Carry it for me?" Fang Yan suddenly took over her words, "My car is over here. Miss Song and Mr. Lin can also take my car."

Chen Lan: "Let's talk about it later. My car is parked in the corner and it's hard to drive out. Xu Yang and Qingyou, you have to come over and help me."

Naturally, the two of them would not refuse.

As soon as the three of them left, Fang Yan opened the cat bag.

"I always feel that something is not right about Yu Muhuai. Do I need to investigate?"

The cat in the bag shook his head.

In his opinion, Yu Muhuai was only hostile to Song Qingyou because he liked Song Qingyou, so there was no need to investigate specifically.

"In addition, when I was chatting with Lin Xuyang, from what he said, it seemed that he had never thought of inviting you to visit the company. It is possible that he was hiding something from you..."

Half of the newly opened logistics companies are owned by Jiang Zhihan.

This behavior doesn’t seem like a big deal at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, something is wrong.

Jiang Zhihan raised his paw and typed: 'Don't worry about it. ’

Fang Yan: "By the way, you are Miss Song's cat now. If they really hide something, they can't hide it from you."

Jiang Zhihan:...

Why does this sound so weird?

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