After Guan Zhilin went out, Zhuo Yi was left in the huge office.

Zhuo Yi leaned weakly on the office chair, turned the chair, and looked at the busy people under the building, crowded with people, and felt very upset.

Although this is not the first time Zhuo Yi has invested in being a boss, it is the first time he is so tired. Maybe he is too serious! Or maybe the film industry is too complicated, Zhuo Yi rashly stepped in without being mentally prepared.

Whether it was the "Tang Culture" in the past, the "Huaxia Culture Press", or the "Dingfengbo Audio and Image" and "Lianxing Cinema", Zhuo Yi didn't have much effort. After the acquisition, he handed it over to a special person in charge to manage. Zhuo Yi like a small shareholder who paid dividends at the end of the year was more than a big boss, and he had never even announced his identity to the outside world.

Of course, this is also related to the simple structure of Zhuo Yi's other companies. The other companies had relatively mature architectural mechanisms before the acquisition. In addition, Xu Hongliang from "Huaxia Culture" and Xu brothers from "Ding Fengbo" are all excellent management talents, so Zhuo Yi can be so relaxed.

The current "movie dynasty" is much more complicated. Zhuo Yi has almost created another architectural system in the film industry. As soon as this system was established, it was opposed and resisted by almost all his peers. There is also a giant beast who is unknown whether he is an enemy or a friend. When will he stab himself in the back? Zhuo Yi very much dislikes this feeling of uncertainty and insecurity.

However, for a moment, he couldn't think of any way to get rid of this predicament. Zhuo regretted it at first. Did he walk too fast? "Sure enough, he took too big and could easily get the eggs." Zhuo Yi said in his heart.

"Do I really need to slow down?" Zhuo Yi became more and more irritable as he thought about it. He pulled out a cigar and lit it.

At this time, a white and jade-like tender hand stretched out from Zhuo Yi's back and took away the big cigar that Zhuo Yi had just lit.

"Stop twitching, Zhizhi said you are very annoyed today, what's wrong!" It was Chen Yulian. Chen Yulian's delicate jade hands wrapped around Zhuo Yi's neck, and her delicate pretty face pressed against Zhuo Yi's cheek, gently rubbing it.

If it were before, Chen Yulian, who had a very thin face, wouldn't have been so intimate with Zhuo Yi. Unexpectedly, after having sex, this woman, who was as gentle as water, would be even more gentle.

‘Sure enough. To conquer a woman, you must first start with physicality.’ Zhuo Yi came to a seemingly reasonable and unreliable conclusion.

Chen Yulian put Zhuo Yi's cigar in the crystal ashtray.

Then, I picked up a lunch box from the table and said, "I haven't had breakfast yet! I made some millet porridge for you, and it's still hot, um. There are a few pancakes, please try it, will it taste delicious?" Then he took out all the breakfast in the bag and placed it on a small bar on the other side of Zhuoyi's office.

Looking at Chen Yulian's virtuous little wife and smelling the fragrance of millet porridge in the air, Zhuo Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of happiness. Zhuo Yi was already used to the days when he didn't eat breakfast.

I don’t know if it was Zhuo Yi’s laziness that infected Guan Zhilin, or if Guan Zhilin herself was also a lazy woman. Anyway, since Guan Xiumei went to Australia to visit her parents, Zhuo Yi and Guan Zhilin have never eaten breakfast when they live with each other. Every time they don’t sleep until the sun is at the middle of the sky, they will not get up.

Guan Zhilin seems to have the potential to be a mistress. This woman is not close to the kitchen and sometimes even soaks instant noodles, which is not as good as Zhuo Yi. Zhuo Shao is not good. Noodles are definitely the top leader. This guy can even soak the bagged instant noodles directly without using a lunch box.

So, for a while, Zhuo Yi and Guan Zhilin were both here and there to eat instant noodles. It has been a long time since they had a home meal, let alone a home breakfast.

Now seeing Chen Yulian fiddling with tableware, Zhuo Yi suddenly felt very warm.

Moreover, Chen Yulian seems to have a natural charm that makes people feel at ease and comfort every time Zhuo Yi leans against Chen Yulian, he feels very at ease and comfort, and almost forgets all his worries.

"My sister Lian, this is a contract I brought from the Human Resources Department. Look, if there is no problem, I will sign it." After Zhuo Yi had enough breakfast, he burped and handed a contract from the drawer of the desk to Chen Yulian. Chen Yulian's cooking skills are really good and he eats red.

"Treat death! Call me Lianmei again." Chen Yulian hammered Zhuo Yi gently before opening the contract coquettishly. Without even reading the content, she signed her boudoir name at the signature office at the back.

She believed in this man.

...

Zhuo Yi was too lazy to explain, but he felt even more pity for this simple young woman.

At this time, Guan Xiumei, who was back in Australia to visit relatives, got off the plane with a large bag of Australian local specialties and stopped a taxi.

"Hello, Miss! Where can I go?" asked the taxi driver.

Guan Xiumei spent a month in Australia, and her pretty face turned red with the sun over there, making her look even more charming and charming. The taxi driver looked at the beautiful and charming woman and swallowed.

Guan Xiumei thought about it, should she go home first? Or should she go back to "Qiu Shui Yiren" to check out the company, prepare for it, and then give her man a surprise?

"Haoxuan Building, No. 6 Yuwen Street, Mong Kok." Guan Xiumei said. She decided to go home first. She hadn't seen each other for a month. Although she often spoke on the phone, she had already thought about Zhuo Yi and couldn't wait to see her man.

"What kind of music is this? It sounds so nice, it seems like I haven't heard it before." Guan Xiumei sat in the taxi and listened to the music radio broadcasting in the car bored, thinking to herself: "Is Zhuo Yi at home? Or is he going to work in 'Yongsheng'?" She didn't know that Zhuo Yi had left Yongsheng and established the 'Movie Dynasty'. However, she thought that Zhuo Yi, a lazy guy, was not at home, reminded him that he should still sleep in at home.

At this time, the shocking and passionate piano music just now finally ended. A crisp female voice came from the speaker. "The song I just recommended for everyone was created and played by Mr. Zhuo Yi, known as the "No. 1 Chinese Screenwriter" who was proud of our Hong Kong people. It was simply the sound of heaven. I didn't expect that our "No. 1 Chinese Screenwriter" is not only an outstanding screenwriter's ability, but also a rare music genius in terms of musical talent."

‘Screenwriter’, ‘genius’, ‘Zhuo Yi’, and Guan Xiumei’s mind are related to these terms. She found that she was really similar to her own man. Has his own man become the ‘No. 1 Chinese screenwriter’ in just over a month?
Chapter completed!