I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

"Have you seen these pictures?" Zuo Fan looked at Jian Xun calmly and restrainedly.

And Jian Xun...

He's out of his body.

Now he really wants to drag Yaya to die with him, no, he also wants to drag Zuo Fan to be buried with him.

What is "Have you seen it"?

Do you see how I look like I've seen it before! ! ! ! !

He said without love: "I haven't seen it, how could I have seen it, this kind of picture...this kind of picture...is too unscientific, my legs...how could it be folded like that? "

After finishing speaking, he suddenly regretted it, hey, hey, why did he discuss with Zuo Fan whether this posture is possible?

But Zuo Fan said, "If you try hard, it's still possible."

……

Who wants to work hard with you! ! ! ! !

Jian Xun growled in his heart.

Zuo Fan put away his mobile phone, as if the whole thing had never happened, and watched the TV quietly, but then his mobile phone vibrated several times, he glanced at it, with a smile on his lips.

Tsk tsk, the smile on the corner of his mouth is really a little perverted.

And Jian Xun was frantically questioning Yaya: "Yaya! I'm going to be killed by you!"

"dbq!!!! I didn't expect to make a mistake..."

"No, to be reasonable, why am I the one below? Do I look so weak?"

Yaya: "Eh? Xiaoxun? Is your focus here?"

Jian Xun himself was taken aback: "No, my focus shouldn't be here..."

Yaya laughed heartlessly: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha~~"

Jian Xun closed his eyes, and then solemnly turned off the phone—there was one more sad person in this city.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Jian Xun was trying to find an excuse to leave the suffocating atmosphere, so he ran to open the door like a [-]-meter sprint.

As soon as the door was opened, a certain yellow star stood at the door without a mask or a hat, his nose twitched, and he hugged him aggrievedly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Jian Xun was almost unable to stand still under the sudden weight. He took a few steps back and said, "Huang Yao? Why did you come here without a mask? What if you are photographed by paparazzi?"

"Just shoot! If there are paparazzi, I'll take 360° close-ups of them!" Huang Yao looked desperate, with "Boss Lin hasn't hit me for three days" written all over his body.

"..." Jian Xun felt that he should be helped in first.

As soon as Huang Yao touched the sofa, he slumped down and crawled to Zuo Fan's legs.

"Does he often do this?" Jian Xun asked worriedly. I heard that artists are under a lot of pressure. Is this a sign of stress?

"Not often." Zuo Fan replied quite often, "Every time he does this, it's probably related to Boss Lin."

"Boss Lin?"

Jian Xun picked up his mobile phone and typed a keyword in the Weibo search box - Lin Zejing, Chairman of Dynasty Entertainment.

Immediately, a lot of gossip news about Lin Zejing being a sexy girl popped up, all freshly released last night.In the photo, the woman walked in and out of the hotel with Lin Zejing on her arm, with an ambiguous attitude.

Jian Xun quickly turned the phone screen to Zuo Fan, and Zuo Fan glanced at it indifferently.

really……

He pushed Huang Yao's head, and said coldly, "Go cry elsewhere."

Huang Yao obediently changed direction, leaning on Jian Xun to continue humming.

Jian Xun just let him lean on him, still a little puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to work anymore. I'm so tired. I want to go home and herd cattle."

Jian Xun: "Our social animals didn't say that work is tiring, but you, a person who got soft with endorsements, still thinks work is tiring."

"Does the money I earn belong to me? Didn't all the money I earn fall into Lin Papi's wallet? He just spends it himself, and uses the money I earn to support other women, so why should I?" Want to make money for him? I don't want to be a stepping stone on his road to love, I want to be a stumbling block, I can't beat him to death!"

Jian Xun desperately winks at Zuo Fan——Mr. Fan, what are you talking about?

Zuo Fan was not interested, and responded lazily with his eyes—what did you say?

Jian Xun - how do I know what to say?Don't you know him better?Just say a few words to enlighten him!

Sashige - I'm not good at motivating people.

"You guys are too much! Can't you see that I'm broken in love? You still want to flirt with me!" Huang Yao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Zuo Fan switched his legs and said slowly: "Lin Zejing is not an office worker who gets paid. He pays people. You can't expect him to count the money at home every day. If he wants to run the whole company, it is inevitable." Want social."

After a pause, he looked at Jian Xun: "But I'm not like this."

Jian Xun: "??"

Why are you looking at me and saying this?

I don't care if you are social or not...

Huang Yao blew his nose vigorously with a facial tissue: "Trash boss, tell me to go to work every day, but you use the hard-earned money I earn to support women."

Zuo Fan ignored Huang Yaoxiang's sister-in-law's complaints, and explained to Jian Xun: "His symptoms flare up two or three times a year on average. The last time was because a female star fell into Lin Zejing's arms at an award ceremony. The second time was when a girl group member was photographed getting out of his car."

Jian Xun: "..."

Huang Yao buried his head in Jian Xun's shoulder: "Since he likes to take care of others so much, why can't he take care of me? What's wrong with me?"

Zuo Fan pinched Huang Yao's clothes with one hand, pulled him away from Jian Xun, and then said to Jian Xun, "Call Boss Lin and ask him to pick him up."

"Don't call Boss Lin, I want to terminate the contract, I will terminate the contract now!"

"Can you afford liquidated damages?" Zuo Fan reminded.

"..." Huang Yao thought for a while, "Lend me some first, Fanzong."

Fan Zong: "Only my wife can spend my money."

Jian Xun: ...

Please don't cue me anymore today! ! ! !

"I want to drink!" Huang Yao walked towards Zuo Fan's wine cabinet.

"More than 2."

"What about this bottle?"

"80."

"What about this bottle?"

"200."

"I want to drink this bottle."

"No."

Huang Yao squatted down sadly: "Whoa, the boss is inhumane, and my friends are inhumane. I can't do anything. I'm an unwanted child..."

Jian Xun walked over: "Don't be sad, I'll drink with you."

Zuo Fan: "...Then drink."

After Lin Zejing held a shareholder meeting, Huang Yao's manager, NIKO, called and said, "Boss, I don't know where Ayao went, and he disappeared in the middle of dancing practice."

Lin Zejing frowned. He would often receive small reports from NIKO, and Huang Yao would make small troubles for him every now and then, so he didn't care: "Take someone to look for it."

"I've looked everywhere."

NIKO hesitated to speak: "Boss, he may have seen your gossip."

Lin Zejing said coldly, "Understood."

After hanging up the phone, he called Zuo Fan: "Is Huang Yao with you?"

Zuo Fan: "If you don't come again, he will drink up my wine cabinet."

Lin Zejing glanced at the dark sky outside the window: "I will pay you for how much he drank."

Here, Huang Yao was lying on the sofa with red wine in his arms, and he and Jian Xun were tearfully accusing the boss of exploiting him. Jian Xun asked, "Since you hate Boss Lin so much, why did you sign a contract with him?"

When Huang Yao heard this question, his whole body was like a machine that had been turned off, and he froze all of a sudden. After a long time, he said in a low voice, "Actually, I wasn't discovered by scouts. I was still serving dishes in the restaurant at that time. He was the guest at the table I was serving. After they finished eating, he gave me a tip. I said we don’t accept small nons here. He said it’s okay and he’s willing to give it. I said to me, you are very suitable to be an artist, your face should be on the stage. I..." Huang Yao swallowed the rest of the words, lowered his head and raised his head, and changed his tone, "I just believe Don't let him go! Signed a contract of prostitution with him! Work as a coolie for him!"

Jian Xun just patted his shoulder lightly.

"Ding-dong-"

Doorbell rang.

Zuo Fan went to open the door, and Hayashi Zejing walked in.

He was wearing a tailored suit and had obviously just arrived from an important meeting.

Lin Zejing stood still in front of the drunken Huang Yao, nodded slightly to Jian Xun: "Sorry."

Then he grabbed Huang Yao's arm and dragged him up.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you a sexy night party girl?" Huang Yao asked unconsciously, "It's over so soon?"

Lin Zejing's face was livid, he gritted his molars and said, "Follow me."

Huang Yao staggered as he was dragged away and said, "Xiao Xunxun, let's continue drinking!"

Lin Zejing: "Shut up."

Lin Zejing took the drunken Huang Yao back to his home, and threw it to the housekeeper: "Take care of this guy."

When the housekeeper saw that it was Huang Yao, he didn't feel surprised. Mr. Lin didn't often bring outsiders back. Only Mr. Lin's parents lived in this house. Besides his family, only Huang Yao had been here. It was photographed, and he could see Mr. Lin carrying the drunk Huang Yao home that night.

He carried it home without doing anything, left it to the old butler to take care of him, and then went back to his room.

This time, Huang Yao grabbed Lin Zejing's clothes tightly, half-opened his reddish eyes: "Why can't it be me?"

Lin Zejing paused, and signaled the housekeeper with his eyes: "I'll do it."

So the butler tactfully withdrew.

Lin Zejing threw Huang Yao onto the bed, and Huang Yao leaned against the head of the bed and continued to ask, "Anyone is fine, why can't it be me?"

Lin Zejing loosened his tie irritably.

Huang Yao continued: "How am I not as good as them? Is it because I have a bad face or a bad figure?" Then he began to unbutton his clothes.

Lin Zejing made a quick decision, picked up the pillow, and knocked Huang Yao unconscious.

Very simple and rude way of handling.

The next day, Huang Yao woke up with a severe headache.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

When he saw this familiar room that he had been to once or twice, he suddenly remembered the stupid thing he did last night, and suddenly woke up—it's over!

Fuck Fuck Fuck!

Am I drunk again? ?

Boss Lin carried him back again? ? ?

Now the job is really at risk!

He quietly opened the door and observed the situation outside. He didn't see anyone or hear a sound, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. In the past few times, after he was drunk, he would somehow end up at Boss Lin's house. The guest room wakes up, but Boss Lin has a lot of things to do every day. When he wakes up the next day, Boss Lin has already gone out, so he won't see him at the first time, avoiding embarrassment.

Huang Yao sneaked out, stretched himself in the corridor, and began to think about whether he said something he shouldn't have said last night, but he couldn't remember, so he was sure that last night he must have scolded in front of the boss him.

The butler came over: "You are awake."

"Hey, Lao Tian, ​​good morning." Huang Yao had met the housekeeper several times, and his tone was quite familiar. "Is Boss Lin not at home?"

"he……"

"Forget it, forget it, I'll hurry up, remember to tell him, I'm so focused on work, I went to the practice room early in the morning."

Huang Yao walked to the living room, only to find that Lin Zejing hadn't left, but was sitting in the living room. He stopped abruptly and retreated silently, but was stopped by Lin Zejing who had eyes behind him: "Come back."

Huang Yao mourned for himself for a few seconds in his heart, put on a dog-legged smile, and walked over: "Oh, Boss Lin, good morning, today you are really energetic, radiant, elegant, and suave..."

"Sit." With just one word from Lin Zejing, Huang Yao was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the sofa.

Before the boss could speak, he turned himself in and said, "I was wrong."

"What's wrong."

"I shouldn't be sneaking around during dance practice."

"anything else?"

"I shouldn't drink from the empty wine cabinet."

"anything else?"

"I shouldn't have scolded your unscrupulous boss..."

"there is none left?"

"Nothing."

Lin Zejing looked at him, his dark eyes were calm: "You have selective amnesia."

"Huh?" Huang Yao asked, "I didn't say anything else that I shouldn't have said, did I?"

Seeing that Lin Zejing didn't speak, he moved closer and said like a dog: "Boss Lin, why don't you go out today? If you don't go out, the world will be gloomy. If you don't go out, everyone outside will have no interest in life." , today, you should also use your beauty to do business seriously and benefit the world."

Lin Zejing: "..."

Huang Yao: "Boss, it is my honor to be able to work under you. Look at the bosses of other entertainment companies. They are richer than you, not as handsome as you, and handsomer than you... Um, impossible, there is no such thing as The boss who is more handsome than you. My brother’s legs are not legs, the spring water by the Seine River, my brother’s back is not my back, the Bulgarian rose, my brother’s waist is not my waist, Saburo’s scimitar, my brother’s mouth is not my mouth, under the Anhe Bridge Shimizu~ Is such beauty real? My God, I can’t believe it~”

Lin Zejing: "..."