Chapter 433 is a joke

  Jiang Zhihan paused for a moment, and said without any reason at all:

   "Cats and dogs have a hard time living in peace."

  Even if he is a cat turned into a human, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to attract hatred, but the dog Song Qingyou brings back is not necessarily the case.

  Song Qingyou, who understood the meaning, was thoughtful:

   "Then I'll raise another cat. What does Mr. Jiang think of Siamese cats?"

  Jiang Zhihan: "You don't need to do anything extra."

  He is obviously a cat, so why raise another one? !

  Song Qingyou sighed:

   "Compared to a pet that can't be petted casually and can't be hugged all the time, it's better to have a real cat..."

   No matter how you listen to these words, it is a bit yin and yang, but Song Qingyou's acting skills are good enough, and she looks helpless and regretful.

   It's one step closer to condemning someone outright.

  Jiang Zhihan didn't seem to notice, but raised his head, looking at the person in front of him leisurely.

  Song Qingyou closed her mouth when she was stared at, and tapped her index finger on the table lightly, "Why does Mr. Jiang keep staring at me?"

   "Is it possible that if you stare at it for a long time, you can pay me a cat?"

  Jiang Zhihan shook his head: "I'm listening carefully to your bitterness."

  What bitter water? She was clearly implying, ah no, this is all explicit!

  Song Qingyou clicked her tongue, and said unconvinced: "You did it on purpose."

  Jiang Zhihan raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

   "I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be such a person—"

   "Don't be so polite with me." Jiang Zhihan said suddenly.

   "Huh?" Song Qingyou stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence.

   "We've been together for more than a year, you can just call me by my first name."

   One bite at a time, Mr. Jiang, it's too unfamiliar.

  Song Qingyou froze for a moment, then tentatively called out: "Squeak?"

  Jiang Zhihan: …

   "You asked me to call you by your name." Song Qingyou smiled, "Zhizhi and Zhizhi, it's you anyway, so I can't call you wrong."

   It's just that others will not be able to tell the difference.

  Jiang Zhihan stopped talking for a few seconds, but did not express any objection to this title, but continued with the previous topic:

   "Since this is the case...whether I become a cat or other cats, they are all cats, and you don't need to raise another cat."

  He paused, and added: "If you don't mind, you can always hold...Zhizhi."

  Jiang Zhihan hesitated for a while, but in the end he couldn't say the words "hold me".

  Song Qingyou blinked, "Why don't you let me keep other cats? Is it because Zhizhi would be jealous?"

  Jiang Zhihan looked at the past with deep eyes, and the emotions in his eyes surged. At first glance, it looked like a calm sea, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hot volcano, as if it was about to eat someone.

   If you don't stop, he will nod in the next second.

  Song Qingyou subconsciously avoided the other party's eyes, "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I'm actually very busy with work, so I didn't plan to raise a cat."

   "Besides, which cat is more self-reliant than you?"

  The title is 'Mr. Jiang' again, making it clear that he doesn't want to 'go further' with him.

   But Jiang Zhihan is not in a hurry.

   "It's good to know."

  He changed the subject naturally, "You just finished recording the show, so you haven't had time to watch the latest issue of "Influence"?"

   "Yes." Song Qingyou breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the other party's expression was normal, and he didn't even have any objections to the title.

   "Jiang always wants to tell me, is my artist ranking this time?"

  Jiang Zhihan nodded and spit out a number: "18."

  Song Qingyou was a little surprised: "18? I remember I was still ranked 50 last time..."

  Jiang Zhihan raised the wine glass beside him: "Congratulations for being on the front line."

"Thanks."

  Song Qingyou clinked glasses with him.

   She is not surprised that she can make it to the front line.

   Just didn't expect it to be so fast.

  As if knowing what she was thinking, Jiang Zhihan said:

   "It's faster to become famous by making movies than by making TV series. "Death of the Rose" has broken many records, which can already be said to have attracted worldwide attention."

  "Death of Roses" was screened in more than ten countries, and the reviews were all good. It naturally brought a lot of popularity and popularity to Song Qingyou.

   Not to mention that her popularity in China has not decreased but increased.

  Song Qingyou put down the wine glass clearly: "You mean, I can make more movies next?"

   "It depends on your personal wishes." Jiang Zhihan said, "Although I really don't want to be forced to become a cat, it doesn't mean you should cooperate with me."

   "Then if I want to quit the circle, what should you do?"

   "Think of another way."

  Jiang Zhihan answered almost without hesitation.

  Song Qingyou: "Are you serious?"

   "If it was before I met you." Jiang Zhihan paused, "I would never agree, and I would use all means to force you to become a big star."

   "But now, I can't bear it."

  Song Qingyou looked at Jiang Zhihan, not knowing how to react.

   Moreover, she actually still had a feeling in her heart that 'he said it'.

  Maybe because she can actually feel whether the other party is serious or has a good impression of her.

   The question is, what about herself?

  Song Qingyou's eyes flickered slightly, but she kept her eyes silent.

  Jiang Zhihan coughed lightly, didn't say any more, just asked her:

   "Then do you want to quit the circle now?"

   As long as the person being questioned gives an affirmative answer, he will help arrange the posture.

   "Of course not." Song Qingyou was a little dumbfounded, and quickly raised her eyes to explain, "I was just joking."

   "Hey, Mr. Jiang doesn't need to worry, our goals are the same, and I can't give up halfway."

  Jiang Zhihan hummed, and was about to say something when his phone vibrated, and the caller ID was Fang Yan.

   "Do you mind if I answer the phone here?"

  Song Qingyou spread her hands indifferently, saying please go ahead.

  Besides, Jiang Zhihan was able to answer the phone here, and it was clear that he trusted her a lot.

  As soon as the phone was connected, Fang Yan's voice came out:

   "Mr. Jiang, the old man came to the company and asked you for something."

   "Did you say something?"

   "The old man looked very angry, and asked you if you haven't come to the company often in the past two years, are you slack... and said that if you don't want to take over the company, let Mr. Jiang return to the company..."

   "Jiang Quan is here too?"

  In private, Jiang Zhihan always called Jiang Quan by his first name.

  Fang Yan didn't think it was wrong, just said: "Yes, Mr. Jiang came here alone with the old man, and did not bring that Ms. Dong."

  Jiang Zhihan didn’t understand when he heard this

  —Jiang Quan must have gone to Mr. Jiang again to sow discord.

   But even if old man Jiang didn't like Dong Xi, he couldn't really get angry with his own son. As soon as Jiang Quan said a few soft words, the old man felt that he could still be saved.

   Before the two of them finished speaking, another voice came from the other end of the phone:

   "Why does it take so long for Special Assistant Fang to make a phone call? Didn't it mean that Jiang Zhihan just went out to have a meal? It's almost time for work in the afternoon, so you won't be able to come back after a meal?"

   "Say less!" The old man's voice sounded afterward.

  Fang Yan had to shut up: "That's how it is."

   After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

  (end of this chapter)