Chapter 62: Ferry Me ([Add More] Live Special...)

Chapter 62:
Mid-autumn full moon.
On the top floor of BH Media, the office inside the floor-to-ceiling windows was coldly lit. The man behind the desk was sitting in the boss’s chair, his pen slowly swept across the pile of documents in front of him, and finally he signed the sign.
The folder was closed and set aside. Luo Xiu took a sigh of relief and leaned into the chair tiredly.
I don't know how long it has been. When he looked out the window at the cold moonlight, his mobile phone suddenly vibrated at the corner of his desk.
Luo Xiu swept his eyelashes, his eyes condensed, and he picked up the phone without any emotion.
A string of numbers without remarks.
Luo Xiu dialed his fingers to pick up the phone, turned on the handsfree and put it on the table.
"Young Master?" Butler Lin Yi's voice rang the quiet air in the office.
"Is Steward Lin doing anything?"
"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, will you still not come back?"
Luo Xiu looked down and smiled, "The company has a lot of things, so Mr. Laurin conveyed my apologies to the elders on my behalf."
"The company's business is not bad for the Mid-Autumn Festival, you..."
"Steward Lin," Luo Xiu interrupted quietly, his tone still gentle, "You also know that I am just an excuse, why bother to speak?"
The opposite seemed to be choked by this bluntly.
In the past few seconds, Lin Yicai said helplessly: "The old gentleman and your father hope that you can go home for the holidays. There will always be a place for you on the table, every year."
"..."
Having spent more than a day dealing with the company's accumulated official duties that required him to make decisions, Luo Xiu lowered his head sleepily on the arm of the chair.
Broken hair hung down from the corner of his forehead, resting on the back of his cold white hands. After a long time, he sighed lightly and laughed.
"Steward Lin, the calendar abroad is different from that in China. When I was young, no one around me remembered which day was the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, and no one reminded me."
"..."
"I have lived alone like that for more than ten years. At that time, the Luo family did the same every year. Will you leave me a space at the table?"
"..."
Lin Yi choked, and it took a long time before he sighed: "In the early years, because of your mother, the relationship between the Luo family and the Bi family was frozen for a long time. The old gentleman really treated you a bit more mean. I have regretted it, otherwise I would not always ask me or the young master to call you and tell you to go home."
"Is he regretting it or because Luo Zhan wants to leave a retreat for the Luo family, I don't care." Luo Xiu raised his eyes and smiled lightly. "I don't hate him, but apart from being courteous, I have no obligation to love any of them. ."
"Big Young" "I still have documents to see, so be it."
Luo Xiu tapped the screen of his mobile phone and hung up. Before his eyebrows were frozen and dropped out of sight, the screen of the phone that had just been dark suddenly turned on again.
It is a new message from Gu Nian.
Luo Xiu was startled, and when he returned to his senses, he instinctively opened the message bar: at the top was an emoticon, a little tiger with a naive probe.
A sentence immediately followed: [Are your moon cakes delicious tonight? ]
Luo Xiu's eyes softened, and the indifference melted like ice and snow. He took the phone and tapped the virtual keyboard: "Well, it's delicious. How about you?"
"I was watching the moon with my mother. She insisted that she couldn't waste the attic of this villa. It's cold tonight, hiss."
Luo Xiu frowned, his fingers tapping faster: "There is a small fireplace in the attic and a viewing skylight that can be closed. Don't catch the cold."
"That's too much trouble. Don't worry, I have worn a few more clothes."
Luo Xiuyanyan Panasonic: "Yeah."
"But how do you know that there are these devices in the attic? I only found out after going up to check it several times."
"..."
Luo Xiu lowered his eyes, and in the past few seconds he slowly typed a line: "I went up to see it a few days ago."
"Oh, that's it. But the scenery above is really good. When you come back, we will see the stars together!"
"it is good."
"Then I won't disturb you and your family reunion, shall we see you after the holiday?"
"Ok."
Luo Xiu looked at the information interface that stopped moving, and remained silent.
Although knowing that there will be no more news tonight, he still couldn't help but, with a ridiculous mood of waiting for a miracle, he looked at the little girl's head and wondered what she looks like now and what kind of laughter. .
Thinking if she would think of something again, she sent him a new expression.
I don't know if it was ten minutes or more. The lonely office was broken by the sound of knocking on the door. The silence in the deep sea of ​​longing.
Luo Xiu returned to his senses, "Please come in."
Holding a few documents, Qi Han came in cautiously: "Mr. Luo, are you still sleeping in the company tonight?" "Yeah."
Qi Han piled the papers on the hill next to him. As soon as he put his hand back, he noticed that Luo Xiu seemed to be distracted by the phone, and his face was rarely even the fake smile.
Qi Han asked softly and uncertainly: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"..."
Luo Xiu finally pulled his eyes away from the screen of the phone. He raised his eyes coldly and cast a deep look at Qi Han.
Just when Qi Han had begun to regret why he had to say this, he miraculously heard their evil dragon boss speak calmly: "I'm hesitating about one thing."
Qi Han was overwhelmed with surprise, and his brain came out bald before he had spoken: "Are you still hesitant?"
"Ok?"
Luo Xiu raised his eyes and looked at him lightly.
Qi Han: "..."
Qi Han stood upright in a second, with a solemn expression: "It is true that your image in my mind is too majestic. I didn't expect you to hesitate."
Luo Xiu was cold and light.
Determined that there is no danger, Qi Han bowed and said, "What is it, can I help you solve your problems?"
Luo Xiu knocked on the phone.
Qi Han was puzzled: "?"
"Gu Nian."
Qi Han suddenly said, "What about the screenwriter Gu?"
"Well," Luo Xiu sighed softly, leaning back in the seat, "A lie requires countless lies to make up for. I don't want to lie to her any more, but I lie to her again and again."
Qi Han hesitated for a few seconds, then muttered in a low voice, "Are you having a conscience?"
Luo Xiu shook his head.
Qi Han was at a loss: "Isn't it?"
Luo Xiu: "I have no conscience and morality."
Qi Han: "............?"
This is the first time Qi Han has heard of anyone who can say this so so straightforwardly.
It's an impressive and unfathomable moral lower limit.
Qi Han shook his head in admiration.
However, he naturally did not dare to say this, and he still maintained the professional smile that a conscientious subordinate should have when solving problems for the boss: "Then why don't you want to lie to Gu screenwriter?"
Luo Xiu looked down and thought for two seconds, "Because paper can't hold the fire."
"what?"
"If I can lie to her for a lifetime, then I will lie to her for the rest of my life. But I know that as long as it is a lie, I will never avoid the day of being pierced."
"So you are actually afraid that after the lie is exposed..."
"I'm afraid of losing her."
Luo Xiu raised his eyes.
Stripped of the illusion of mildness, his eyes were cold and indifferent, but there was another extreme greed and obsession in the depths.
He lowered his eyes and his voice was low and hoarse: "I am not afraid of any consequences... The only thing that is losing her is a price I absolutely cannot accept."
Qi Han said nothing.
After racking his brains for a long time thinking about how to help their boss solve this difficulty, he suddenly heard the sound of files flipping in one second.
Qi Han withdrew his thoughts blankly, lowered his head, and found that Luo Xiu had already taken the top file folder and opened it to continue working.
Qi Han: "?"
After a few seconds of stagnation, Qi Han hesitated and lowered his head: "Mr. Luo, weren't we still talking about you just now..."
"I just need a vent, thank you, it's better now." Luo Xiu didn't raise his eyes, his voice calm.
Qi Han: "? I thought I was just helping you figure out countermeasures?"
"I don't need anyone to intervene in matters related to her."
"..."
Qi Han turned back blankly.
Even though he knew that if the truth leaked out, he would be hammered to death, but he still couldn’t hold back for a second and said with emotion.
For this evil dragon boss who basically has no humanity, screenwriter Gu is his retribution.
When the screenwriter Gu really binds the dragon in the future, he must send a pennant.
Just write "Benefit the common people."
Qi Han said goodbye blankly, turned and walked out of the office. He just grabbed the doorknob here, and the person behind him remembered something.
"Tonight, Mid-Autumn Festival, why do you have new documents?"
Mentioning this, Qi Han instantly became energetic, and turned back aggrieved: "The "Golden Edition" planning team has a collective brain drain, they have to make some National Day special! We have been working overtime together for two days!"
Luo Xiu had a meal: "National Day...Special?"
"Yup."
"You notified the guest group?"
"It seems that an advance notice was sent last night."
"..."
Luo Xiu took the phone, checked all the information exchange software, frowned and asked, "Why didn't I receive the notification?"
Qi Han was dumb: "Ah, this, they may be too busy and stupid, so they have forgotten your dual identity as a special guest."
Luo Xiu's knuckles tapped lightly on the desk. After a while, he glanced at the electronic desk calendar at the corner of the desk and asked, "Since it is a special edition of the National Day, we will arrange the recording in advance."
"The place where their brains get the most water is here!"
"?"
Luo Xiu raised his eyes.
Qi Han gritted his teeth with anger: "The lunatics in the planning team actually said that they want to make the first live show of variety show!"
"..."
Luo Xiu was startled.