Zhou Yixing walked into Pan Qiaomu's office with his head shrunk and sighing.
What kind of good luck is this? After being arrested alive for discussing the boss's private life, he still comes to ask for the boss's work support.
Pan Qiaomu was flipping through data on the computer, and glanced at Zhou Yixing lightly, signaling for her to say something.
So Zhou Yixing bit the bullet and said: "Brother Qiao Mu, the project is to shoot a set of promotional posters for Miss Xiguan. I hope you can cooperate and appear on the scene and play the role of 'Master Dongshan'."
Pan Qiaomu asked directly: "Is Changlefang so poor that you can't even pay for a model?"
Zhou Yixing said awkwardly: "The models we can afford are not as good-looking as you."
Pan Qiaomu has long been used to hearing others praise his appearance and remains indifferent. But when the project asked him about his own affairs, he had to cooperate. After all, he thrives on connections.
He turned his eyes back to the computer screen in annoyance: "How long will it take?"
Zhou Yixing said: "It only takes half a day."
Pan Qiaomu flipped through his schedule: "I only give you one hour. When the time is up, I will leave regardless of whether your shooting is over or not. Can you accept it?"
Zhou Yixing burst into tears of gratitude: "Brother Qiao Mu, I know you are the best. Thank you for your cooperation. I promise not to waste your time."
Pan Qiaomu said "hmm" and said absently: "Make a list of things that I need to prepare and send it to my email."
Zhou Yixing agreed and briefly described the whole story in a few sentences: "Mainly to cooperate with our own Internet celebrity Chen Jiaxian..."
After finishing speaking, she found that Pan Qiaomu stopped the mouse, shifted his gaze from the computer, and looked at her.
"I won't go." Pan Qiaomu said coldly.
ah?
Zhou Yixing didn't know what he said wrong.
"Brother Qiao Mu, but..."
Pan Qiaomu interrupted her: "No time. I'm busy."
After saying that, he leaned back in his chair and started making business calls, obviously to see off guests.
Zhou Yixing walked out of Pan Qiaomu's office inexplicably.
Han Fang whispered: "Look, I'll just say it. He's uncertain, as if he's fallen out of love."
Zhou Yixing took it seriously and nodded heavily.
…
On the day of the shooting, Chen Jiaxian sat in the studio and watched Pan Qiaomu walk in with an indifferent face, followed by Zhou Yixing with a flattering face behind him.
The photographer asked Zhou Yixing: "Does it require interaction between both parties?"
Pan Qiaomu glanced at Chen Jiaxian, turned his head and refused: "No."
Zhou Yixing immediately told the photographer: "No need, you take pictures of the boss first. He is very busy, so please be more considerate."
Chen Jiaxian sat next to him. She looked at it for a while and worked overtime with her computer in hand.
While watching the filming, Zhou Yixing ran over to check Chen Jiaxian's makeup. She noticed what Chen Jiaxian was doing: "Business plan?"
Chen Jiaxian closed the computer with her backhand, and Zhou Yixing stared at her: "Why are you going crazy again? Can you focus on work?"
Chen Jiaxian was silent for a moment in embarrassment, then turned on the computer again: "I want to help Uncle Sun, a coppersmith, open a shop specializing in hand-made copper."
Zhou Yixing was almost amused by her: "Wait a minute, open a store instead of a national chain store? Has Zhuoxiu ever done such a small business? How much money can such a small handicraft shop make? If you ask, Changlefang will rent it to you. A store? This is what you call the aboriginal economy. If you put it on the ground, just open a store?! Do you think Zhuoxiu will rent it to you?"
She emphasized the word "family".
Chen Jiaxian said nothing. After a while, she said: "It has to be done step by step."
Zhou Yixing said sharply: "You must at least learn some business thinking and models, otherwise how can you rely on your passion to write a business plan?"
Chen Jiaxian blushed.
Zhou Yixing sneered, poked her, turned and left.
…
Pan Qiaomu finished the filming quickly.
The moment the photo was taken, he strode away without any hesitation, without even looking at Chen Jiaxian.
So Chen Jiaxian ran after him and grabbed the back of his suit out of breath: "...Wait a minute."
Pan Qiaomu stood still, turned around, and looked at her condescendingly.
There was no emotion on his face.
Chen Jiaxian said quickly: "Can you give me five minutes?"
Pan Qiaomu raised his eyebrows confidently.
He looked at his watch: "Explain it."
Chen Jiaxian is holding the tablet in her hand. Standing in the crowd of people coming and going, she quickly played the PPT and told Pan Qiaomu what she had told Guan Xi that day.
Pan Qiaomu’s eyes fell on the PPT homepage:
rights to the city
is a way to transform the city according to our wishes
while also transforming our own rights
Pan Qiaomu asked in disbelief: "You came to me to make a proposal to me?"
Chen Jiaxian looked directly into his light-colored eyes and nodded: "I know a few shops, but they haven't recruited merchants yet. What conditions are required before I can negotiate with you for free rent?"
Pan Qiaomu was silent for several seconds, stretched out his hand to press his temples, and then asked slowly: "What makes you think that I will still help you."
Chen Jiaxian lowered her eyes, found a business plan from her tablet, and pointed it out to Pan Qiaomu: "This is a hand-made copper revenue return model."
Pan Qiaomu didn't even look at it.
He said: "I have long said that Zhuoxiu does not look down on such a small profit and does not care. Xiguan is a multi-core area? Have you ever thought about what kind of profit level must be achieved for hand-made copper to be worthy of this location? , and what level of profit must we achieve before we have the capital to negotiate with me for rent exemption? Can you be more professional?"
Chen Jiaxian asked, "Aren't you angry?"
…
Pan Qiaomu glanced at Chen Jiaxian. But he rarely showed emotion.
Chen Jiaxian couldn't guess what he was thinking, so she repeated quickly: "You said you were angry."
Pan Qiaomu took two steps back: "I drank too much that day. I'm not angry. Besides, am I angry? Fuck you..."
Chen Jiaxian took two steps forward and slapped him in the face.
Snapped.
Pan Qiaomu was stunned.
"Now, are you angry?" She raised a pair of bright eyes, and there was fire burning in her eyes.
anger.
anger?
Pan Qiaomu's heart tingled sharply.
How can this woman be so cruel?
How could she be so bad? !
Under the trembling and anger that swept through his body, he finally made the most ungentlemanly, irrational, and graceless act in his life——
He slapped Chen Jiaxian with his backhand.
But Chen Jiaxian did not hide.
There was a crisp sound.
Pan Qiaomu raised his hands, dumbfounded.
Didn't she hide?
Chen Jiaxian covered her face calmly and looked at Pan Qiaomu calmly: "I am very angry."
Pan Qiaomu looked at her blankly, and he heard her persistently ask: "So, are you angry?"
madman!
Pan Qiaomu finally yelled: "Can you sober up?"
He turned around and was about to leave, but Chen Jiaxian was very strong. She rushed forward and pressed him against the wall with both hands.
Pan Qiaomu's back hit the wall hard, but he felt no pain.
"Ask yourself, Pan Qiaomu." Chen Jiaxian said, "Don't you really feel deformed? Don't you feel unwilling at all? Do you really agree with all that?" Her anger was so clearly displayed in her eyes, like the magic of temptation, And like the devil's abyss, "Don't you want to try another way? Those dirty capital, those favor calculations, everything that turns people into pawns and cannon fodder - don't you want to punch them in the nose?"
Pan Qiaomu's proud self-control finally failed completely, and he couldn't say a word.
He had imagined eleven thousand ways to meet Chen Jiaxian again, imagined what she would say, and what he would say.
What kind of illusion did he give her, making her think that she could play with his heart at will?
His patience has run out, his endurance has come to an end, and he doesn't need to pay such a high price for a small attraction.
He wants to reject her.
But Chen Jiaxian's eyes, these cruel eyes - didn't even focus on love at all.
Everything he tossed and turned was like a joke!
