Chapter 112

  His hand trembled slightly, almost throwing the cup in front of him at Jiang Chuan's face.

  At this moment, when everyone's attention was focused on the slides in front of them, no one noticed that a fierce spark was flying between the three male protagonists. The black-haired young man sandwiched in the middle viciously stepped on the foot of the man sitting to his left under the table. Hearing the other person let out a low hum, he forced a stiff smile onto his face and said to the red-haired youth sitting to his right in a tight voice: "Don't listen to him rambling, you foreigners just love making this kind of joke haha haha haha haha haha——"

  As soon as the words fell, he heard Hyde let out a long sigh, and then he propped up one side of his face with one hand, and his upper body lazily fell onto the desktop - at this time, Peter played a video not far from them, the light in the video flickered on and off, shining on Hyde's face, only to see that pair of amber eyes flashing an unsettling light...

  "Who says I haven't seen it?"

  The young man revealed an expression that was like a smile but not quite a smile, and slowly said...

  "I've seen him without clothes, but that's nothing. I've also seen him wrapped in just a layer of animal hide... Ah, you probably can't imagine it, maybe because his skin is too smooth, the hide looks like it's about to slip off at any moment. At this time, he would tightly hug his arms and stare with wide eyes, shrinking into a corner as if saying... 'Come and eat me.' "

  Jian Ran: "……………………………………"

  This shit is absolutely toxic.

  At this time, a chilly gust of wind blew from behind, and Jian Ran didn't dare to turn his head to see what expression Jiang Chuan had on his face, nor did he want to imagine how the producer of "Transformers" would be overjoyed when he unexpectedly received an investment of 250 million euros. He just felt that the foot that was under his own foot a second ago had been withdrawn from under his sole, and his foot fell back onto the thick carpet of the conference hall. The young man with black hair slightly furrowed his brow, composed himself, and said: "Xide, don't talk nonsense..."

  "I didn't say anything wrong," Xide blinked, leaning in slightly closer to Jinyan and speaking in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "and I prefer it when you call me by my nickname."

  "Xiao Ming?" Jing Ran was slightly taken aback.

  "Hmm," Shade grunted from his nostrils, " 'Blake' or something."

  “……”

  Even if he didn't have time to study well at university, he still knew the wonderful equation "Blake = Black".

  It's like this.

  Then, after Jiang Chuan calmly revealed his identity, Jin Yan's former roommate, former "daughter-in-law", former comrade-in-arms and former arch-nemesis or friend also calmly announced their existence in a human tone, saying "Today's dinner is smoked fish sandwiches". After Jiang Chuan's announcement, Jin Yan didn't even have time to react with the right expression to this sudden massive amount of information... At this moment, the red-haired youth raised his hand and quickly patted the stiff face of the black-haired young man in front of him, laughing out loud and saying in a low voice: "Is that all? I'm really disappointed. I thought you were expecting to hear this answer..."

  There isn't much "disappointment" in the tone of speech, on the contrary, there is a kind of unsettling excitement that comes rushing forth.

  He stood stiffly in place, his mind filled with the endless scrolling comments of "Xide is really Little Hei, Xide is really Little Hei, Xide is really Little Hei, Xide is really Little Hei". As he temporarily lost his ability to think, he could only numbly listen to Xide's chatter beside him in English, as if he had opened up a floodgate of words: "Actually, it wasn't intentional that I didn't tell you, after waking up I wanted to come find you, because I thought the hints I gave you were already enough, if you weren't too stupid you should have understood my meaning. As expected, not long after you also... saw this message and I was so happy, but you know, coming over here to develop isn't an easy thing, I had to study Chinese desperately to get the economic company's agreement to go over there and develop... but when standing in front of you, I suddenly didn't want to tell you again, because previously you were always carefully probing me, that cautious appearance was really as lovely as it was back then..."

  Xide said with a smile, suddenly reaching out to grab Jingran's hand in his own palm. He narrowed his eyes slightly, completely shedding his usual cool and aloof demeanor, looking like a next-door little brother with an innocent face: "Now we can finally act together, I'm so happy! You know, in the script, I get to call you 'Little Cutie', it's really something to look forward to!"

  “……”

  "Oh right," the young man's amber-colored eyes sparkled with excitement, "do you still remember the last promise I made to you?"

  "What?"

  "What's pregnancy," Xide laughed, showing his tiger teeth, "I'm so looking forward to what our baby will look like."

  This guy is really crazy.

  He stood up straight, his back hair standing on end as he sang the national anthem. He didn't even have time to step back before a large hand came out of nowhere and slapped open the paws that were tightly grasping his hands with a loud "slap".

  "I don't know what you're talking about, but I remember that no one gave you permission to do this." The man's voice still sounded cold and condescending. "Shouldn't kids these days go back to the drawing board and learn some manners? Didn't your kindergarten teacher teach you anything?"

  Xide's mouth corners rose slightly.

  He released his tightly clenched fist, and his tone dropped slightly: "Can't I touch you?"

  Jian Ran: "......"

  Xide: "I'm someone who has died for you once."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  The young man with black hair moved his lips, but before he could speak, he suddenly felt himself being pulled backwards along with the chair by a huge force - as the wheels of the chair rolled, he subconsciously turned his head back and saw a pair of large hands grasping the backrest... The next second, he was directly moved from between Jiang Chuan and Xi De to the other side of Jiang Chuan. As his chair came to a stop, the man who had made this move slid his own chair over to fill in the gap left behind, standing like a mountain between him and Xi De.

  "Hey, Rhein, this doesn't seem quite right," Hid's protesting voice rose up, "You were the one who insisted that I be with Ran back then—"

  "If you're just daydreaming, then don't bring it up and laugh at people's big teeth."

  Jiang Chuan replied expressionlessly, looking very calm and collected - indeed he was very calm and collected, at least until he knew the truth... He pretended not to hear the "slapping" sound in the air, while Xie De, sitting on their other side, widened his eyes slightly, seemingly thinking that the man in front of him was unreasonable: "How can it be sleepwalking? Don't believe me, ask Zhen Ran, then you say -"

  "Don't ask me, I have a headache."

  He slowly raised his hand and rubbed the space between his eyebrows, unable to withstand the double whammy of Xide and Jiangchuan's icy and fiery attacks. Moreover, at this moment, Jiangchuan's face looked so ugly that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. If he really spoke the truth, it was unlikely that Jiangchuan wouldn't pick him and Xide up and stuff them back into the hamster cage before throwing them off the top floor of Berlin's tallest skyscraper.

  As for how two adults can fit into a hamster cage, it's simple, just chop them into minced meat.

  This is probably just an ordinary daily routine for the mafia bosses.

  He walked into the conference room with a dignified and majestic air, trying not to notice the terrifying atmosphere surrounding him, until a ball of paper hit his forehead, and he suddenly came back to his senses. He looked up to see the agent sitting across from him, frowning and making eyes at him. He was slightly stunned and subconsciously looked around, only then realizing that the entire conference room had fallen silent, with everyone staring at him. Jin Yan blinked in confusion: "What?"

  "Peter asked for your opinion on the styling settings." Jiang Chuan lowered his voice and asked in a tone that didn't sound too satisfied, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

  "No opinion," he said bluntly, ignoring his question from behind. "If possible, I hope I don't have to wear those colorful stockings."

  "I object." Before Peter could speak, Jiang Chuan interrupted ahead of time, "It's said that it's a symbol of the era's character wearing, can outline the identity and personality of the protagonist—"

  "A pair of silk stockings can't convey that much, and which audience would care about such details—"

  Jiang Chuan's expression was noncommittal, a completely infuriating kind: I know what you want to say, but I don't care.

  He must be getting revenge.

  "This film is not a popcorn movie, what we want is something that can withstand scrutiny everywhere."

  He sat down, at this time he manipulated the projector remote control in his hand, and at this moment, the screen on the big screen not far away changed - a long poem appeared on the screen, Jian Ran raised his head and quickly swept a glance, recognizing the author's portrait in the blank space, British poet Byron, the poem on the screen was one of his poems "The Corsair" full text.

  I don't know what Peter wants them to do with this.

  "Because the movie is scheduled for next summer, it's too far away for me. Every time I think about it, I feel unmotivated. I need more attention to want to make this movie well. I want the movie to be on fire even before the trailer comes out." Peter threw away the remote control in his hand and showed a narcissistic expression, "So this time, for the movie's promotion, I've decided to start as early as this summer - in the form of a theme song. I want to brainwash global movie fans until my movie is released, their first reaction will be: finally, we've waited for this movie."

  Jian Ran: "Oh."

  Everyone: "Oh."

  Peter: "Turn 'Pirate's Life' into two parts, Chinese and English, plus the score. I've heard you sing before, your vocal range is wide and your voice isn't bad either. If you train properly..."

  "Wait... me? ... I don't think so..."

  Xide: "What's there to be afraid of? I'm here."

  Jiang Chuan heard this and raised an eyebrow, glancing at Xide before turning to face Director Peter: "What about the English part?"

  "Of course it's me."

  Jiang Chuan's hand was on the table: "I disagree."

  Peter: "Against rebuttal. Looking forward to the cooperation of both, if possible, please bring back a proper music award in the form of a movie theme song."

  Jiang Chuan: “......”