A stroke of luck.

Gong Mingye said calmly, "It was a last-minute decision."

"Yifeng's vision is good, this film was chosen quite well, I think it's definitely going to be a hit."

Gong Mingye hummed in acknowledgment without even raising his head.

Yuan Shuang continued, "Do you have any opinions on the film rate of 'Song's Dynasty'?"

"You're the president of the theatre. You're better at analyzing the screening rate than I am." Gong Mingye tilted his head, his voice clear and cold. 

Yuan Shuang smiled and changed the topic. "Are you free later? I'll treat you and Miss Shen to a meal."

Gong Mingye looked up and said indifferently, "It's eleven o'clock. It's very late. Let's do it another day."

"Alright."

Watching the silhouettes of the two people getting farther and farther away, Yuan Shuang's gaze was out of focus, looking thoughtfully at Gu Wan'an's back.

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