Yan Chao reluctantly said "um" and hung up the phone in annoyance.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Chao went downstairs on time, and a silver-grey Rolls-Royce had already parked in front of his house early.

After seeing him, the other party quickly rolled down the car window and waved to him.

The middle-aged man sitting in the car was the chairman of the Universal Media Company where Yan Chao worked, and the largest shareholder of Universal Satellite TV, the well-known Wang Hui.

Yan Chao was still wearing a neat suit and looked like he was doing business. He nodded at Wang Hui as a greeting, then skillfully pulled away the co-pilot and got into the car.

Wang Hui started the car and asked, "Is the program going well? I've been too busy recently, and I don't have time to care about you."

Yan Chao said calmly, "It's good, don't worry about it."

Wang Hui seemed to be used to his appearance, and went on to say, "I saw a hot search today. The kid who participated in the show with you is quite upright."

Saying that, he pointed his finger to his head: "It's just not easy to use here."

Yan Chao snorted coldly: "I haven't seen it before, so I know it's not easy to work here? Wang Dong is really smart."

Wang Hui glanced at him: "You started talking for him so soon? I thought you were talking about it on the Internet. If you don't deal with him, the two of you can't play together."

Yan Chao said, "He's a nice person, but he doesn't care."

Wang Hui smiled and said, "That's good. I like people who are careless the most. It's easy to handle."

Yan Chao said with a sneer, "Yeah, when you know someone, the first step is to see if they can handle it well."

Wang Hui was not annoyed, but laughed even more proudly: "You dare to say that you can see through other people at a glance, isn't it inherited from me? You are young now, and you will know how to thank me in the future."

An extremely frightening chill appeared in Yan Chao's eyes in an instant: "Fortunately, if she is like her, I might be deceived and lose my life now."

Wang Hui was silenced by his words, and saw his eyes in the rearview mirror again, only to feel that at that moment, the coldness in Yan Chao's deep eyes made people see him. Such as falling into an ice cave, that kind of ruthless aura that is completely different from the past, it doesn't look like a young man in his early twenties.

Wang Hui was speechless for a while, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth again cautiously: "When I called you that day, I drank a little too much, and I couldn't help but think of you, Wake up from the pain you suffered as a child..."

Yan Chao's face sank, and he interrupted him quickly: "You don't need to pity me."

Wang Hui's voice paused, and after a long while, he said in a rare pleasing tone: "I'm sorry, Xiaochao, I..."

Yan Chao interrupted him again: "Don't call me that again."

Wang Hui was speechless for a moment, and the air in the car froze again.

After a long time, Yan Chao suddenly sighed and said solemnly, "When I returned to Xinjiang, I dreamed of her again. For a moment, I really wanted her to take me with me."

Wang Hui moved his lips, but didn't know what to say. After a while, he asked dryly, "Are you having nightmares again? Do you want me to contact a psychiatrist for you recently?"

"You don't have to worry about me," Yan Chao stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile, "You know what? Every time I talk to you about this topic, it makes me feel very sick."

While talking, the car had already driven to the underground garage of the hotel. After Wang Hui stopped the car, he sighed, "...I'm sorry."

Yan Chao sneered: "I'm sorry if it's useful, the dead can be resurrected."

After saying this, he opened the car door, and the moment he got out of the car, the haze on his face was quickly swept away, and he put on an impeccable and decent smile again.

Wang Hui took him upstairs and entered a resplendent luxury box.

There were a group of potbellied men sitting in the box, and when they saw the two of them, they all greeted them with smiles. Of course, Yan Chao knew in his heart that this smiling face was for Wang Hui's face, and had nothing to do with him.

After Wang Hui introduced the various presidents and chairmen to Yan Chao, the two finally took their seats. Wang Hui explained, "I just discussed the work with Xiao Yan, and when it came to this point, I brought him here by the way."

The old men were all smirking, as if everyone knew exactly what the two of them were doing.

Yan Chao felt extremely disgusted by such a wretched and obscene expression that he used to see, but he had to keep a smile on his face.

Reality is not an idol drama, and an overbearing president does not mean that he can control everything.

In fact, even a chairman-level figure like Wang Hui wants to socialize with the big bosses of investment and capital. Although he doesn't need to be low-key, he still has to have a good time.

The gold masters were chatting and talking, but Yan Chao couldn't talk to each other, so he just drank stuffy wine to himself.

As he was talking, Wang Hui deliberately brought the topic to the latest show, and finally got to the point of today: "Our Xiaoyan's new variety show, "The Second Role", has just started broadcasting, and we will rely on you to take care of it in the future. ."

This sentence, said to be a lot of care, is actually equivalent to declaring sovereignty, and the meaning cannot be more clear: "Second Character" is a variety show that Universal Satellite TV focuses on, and Yan Chao is the person he wants to support. All the sponsors are in the circle The little conflict of interests in this place can't be moved to their heads in any case.

The sponsors immediately understood, but after a while, someone with good deeds said: "If you want me to say Xiaoyan, the big traffic you signed before is still a guarantee of ratings, and now you can get a cross talk talker, and it won't do anything. climate."

Someone immediately echoed: "That is, those who talk about cross talk are nothing, xiajiuliu. Xiaoyan, don't hang around with them all the time."

Yan Chao tried his best to suppress the urge to lift the table, and smiled, "Cross talk is part of our traditional culture, so why isn't it worth promoting? I'm still very confident in my variety show, bosses. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see?"