occupy boyfriend

Song Jin stayed in his hometown for the last few days, helping Song Xiuzhi tidy up the house and the grocery store, and then quietly went to the town bank to open a booklet, putting all the rent refunded by the convenience store into it, and putting it in the The old lady was under the mattress, and his wife was at home, as if Song Jin had been freed from the shackles and refreshed.

Everything starts from scratch, and the man has to fight his way out of the world by himself.

This morning, Song Jin packed a bunch of special products and got into the car. Song Xiuzhi put him behind and told him, "Son, you have to work hard with Dakun. Mom sees that he is not an ordinary person. If you really want to drag you, you How much effort do you have to save?"

Song Jin murmured, "...doesn't it take much effort to 'do' with him?"

Song Xiuzhi didn't hear it clearly, and put the shoe mats on the passenger seat, six pairs in total, the cloth was thick and strong, with auspicious blessings embroidered on them, I don't know how the old lady managed to get out after only a few days.

"Give these three big pairs to Da Kun, and tell him not to worry about them, the soles are more comfortable than the ones you bought."

"He dares to give it a try." Song Jin looked at the wrinkles on his mother's face and the grayness of her temples, her eyes suddenly turned red, he didn't take care of his filial piety, how could his mother get old.

"Mom, take good care of yourself at home, buy whatever you want to eat and drink, and you have to go to the hospital if you have a bad cough."

"Okay, mom knows." Song Xiuzhi touched her son's face, feeling very reluctant, "You and that girl must have a good time, mom is still waiting to hug her grandson."

Song Jin endured a sore nose and nodded. The wild wind in the countryside was strong, and Song Xiuzhi coughed out of breath when the cold wind blew. He didn't dare to grumble anymore, stepped on the accelerator and started on the road. In the rearview mirror, he saw Song Xiuzhi follow all the way to the entrance of the alley. , standing under an old pagoda tree, has been looking at him.

The last time Xing Likun drove away Xing Zeqi's car, this car just allowed Song Jin to drive back to City B, which was better than taking a bus.

When driving to the long-distance rest station, Song Jin got out of the car to go to the bathroom. There were a bunch of little girls crowded in the door of the bathroom. Song Jin thought she had gone to the wrong door.

...What are you doing all around the men's toilet?

Song Jin walked in. A man was washing his hands outside. He was wearing a white suit on a day above zero and looked very delicate.

Song Jin doesn't remember this guy, but he can tell by his posture that he is a star, with a second-rate demeanor, neither popular nor purple.

Li Mingyu also took a look at Song Jin in the mirror, adjusted her hair and went out.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Li Mingyu got into the nanny's car. From a distance, he saw Song Jin swaying over, wearing a casual outfit and getting into a Leopard luxury car. Li Mingyu couldn't figure it out, is this person pretending to be rich or poor?

Knowing that his wife's car had entered the city, Xing Likun couldn't sit still, and went straight to the parking lot to cat.

The man crouched in a corner on the side, taking a mouthful of Martian seeds, his eyes fixed on the entrance, eager to pounce on food.

The two of them have been on the phone for the past two days. Sometimes Song Jinteng can't let go, and he won't let him hang up. Song Jin has to put the phone in his pocket to wash, eat, and chat. Xing Likun is here to open the phone. While listening to his wife's voice, while reading the documents Fang Chong gave him, he felt at ease.

If it had been half a year ago, Xing Likun would never have thought that he would be able to do this, acting like an addict to Song Jin.

But in a person's life, he has to be this crazy once to be worthy, wanting to dominate such a person, watching him guarding him, but loving him with all his strength, that kind of emotion overflowing his chest overwhelmingly rolling in, bringing with him Irresistibly passionate and happy.

When Song Jin drove into Haicheng's underground parking lot, he felt his heart skip a beat, as if he was being stared at. He looked around but didn't see anyone, and felt awkward. He called Xing Likun and no one answered. I don't know what to do.

The light here is not good, Song Jin quickly turned off the ignition and opened the door. As soon as he probed, he was pushed back. The man pressed him down on the seat and bit him hard on the neck. In the darkness, a pair of big hands groped around, and finally hooked into Song Jin's inner cool.

Song Jin snorted and kissed him back, "There is monitoring."

"They dare to look." Xing Likun gasped and asked, "Bao, why didn't you wear mine?"

"..." Song Jin slandered, with your size, I couldn't hold it in my clothes, and the air was everywhere.

A bunch of car lights came from the side, and Song Jin pushed people away in a panic. Xing Likun stood up slowly. He was dressed in a lead gray suit and neatly fitted, covering his angular aura with a layer of sophistication. Song Jin shook his head. When I saw him dressed like this, I was taken aback... he was really handsome.

Xing Likun fished him out of the car, squeezed him twice, he was a little fleshy, and he was well raised at home.

Song Jin and Xing Likun went straight to the office from the special elevator in a low-key way. Fang Chong was waiting inside, with a stack of materials about Haicheng artists beside him.

The last time we met was at Xing Likun's house, these two people are soft-tempered, and they hit it off right away, Fang Chong and Song Jin exchanged a few words and got to the point, he was specially sent by Xing Zeqi to guide the blind, to help them for a month, Wait for Haicheng Entertainment to stabilize under Xing Likun before transferring back.

After the new year, Haicheng has had a lot of personnel transfers. Currently, there are more than a dozen vacancies for artists' managers. These materials are specially prepared for Song Jin. They want to try the power of 'Golden Eye'.

Song Jin simply flipped through the files, and pulled out the five people, "Do you have a video? Whether you are popular or not is one aspect of personal experience, but also depends on your affinity for the camera."

Fang Chong nodded, "Wait a moment."

Xing Likun leaned on the sofa, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, revealing his strong chest, and squinted at Song Jin from the side.

He was used to Song Jin's dazed and lazy look, and felt that Song Jin was so fresh, with soft fur and eyeballs shining, which was very interesting.

"This, and this, it's just the two of them. I've finished picking, and they will pick me for the rest. Let's see."

Song Jin finalized, Fang Chong went to arrange a meeting, Xing Likun took a look, he was really convinced, he came a few days earlier than Song Jin, familiarized all the artistes in the company, held the annual work meeting yesterday, Haicheng this year The two newcomers who plan to support are exactly these two.

Huang Si, a rookie singer, was born in a major, and before his debut, he was praised on the Internet, so he has a strong appeal to fans.

The other is Li Mingyu, a second-tier actor with good acting skills, and his appearance belongs to the most popular slender and beautiful boy nowadays. He is a potential stock dug by Haicheng from Tianlin...

However, this person vaguely made Xing Likun feel embarrassed. Last time, his brother arranged this person to try to disrespect the man's big bird.

Song Jin also had a relationship with Li Mingyu at the rest station, and stood up quietly, posing as a subordinate next to him.

Fang Chong brought Huang Si and Li Mingyu in. Huang Si seemed a little impatient, chewing gum with his earphones on, completely ignoring the company's rules. This type of person obviously belongs to Piaofeng under his ass, and has not been beaten by the entertainment circle. passed.

Li Mingyu first recognized Song Jin, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, then his eyes fell on Xing Likun, and he didn't move at all.

This man was sitting on the sofa in a majestic manner, with a layer of muscles stretched under his suit, squinting at people with a flirtatious look, he was not at all the champagne and red wine nobleman he was used to, this man was like a straight glass of wine Dao's burning knife, once you taste it, it will make you hot from the inside out.

Li Mingyu's cheeks were slightly flushed, her bright eyes sparkled, and she suddenly recalled the excitement of holding a huge object last time... her arm also hurt, this person was too stiff, broke the iron rod at the head of the bed on the spot, and directly kicked him out of the joint.

But even though the burning knife choked his throat, Li Mingyu was thinking about the smell from the beginning to the end. He is half red now, and there is no shortage of courteous masters around him, but no matter whether it is a man or a woman, ugly or beautiful, he can't cover the shadow of this rough person.

Song Jin coughed, stood in front of the two of them generously, and smiled kindly, "My name is Song Jin, and I'm Haicheng's new artist agent. I used to work in Tianlin for a while, and the company arranged—— "

Before he finished speaking, Huang Si took off the earphones and sat down awkwardly, "Who are you? Are you qualified to take me?"

Xing Likun frowned, clasping the armrest of the sofa with his palm, the leather immediately crumpled, and the temperature in the room plummeted.

Song Jin said calmly, "Don't worry about anyone, at least you are qualified."

He had seen a lot of this kind of self-important prickly head in Tianlin before. Tianlin used two tricks to deal with this kind of person, snow storage and unspoken rules, cold you for a while, fuck your ass twice, and you will be honest. You know your own weight - no one will give you money, you are a fucking fart, only Haicheng's place is not dirty, and he never forces artists, this kid dares to commit crimes with corners.

Song Jin walked up to Huang Si, with disheveled hair and faded old cotton coat, Huang Si fanned himself back as if he was hiding from a virus. The performance of other brokers in the company is far behind, what future can there be with him?

Song Jin said, "It's fine if you don't want to, this matter can't be made difficult for you."

"Success, thank you." Huang Si whistled and stood up, and nodded towards Xing Likun, "Boss, please send me a reliable person here, at least I won't lose my position if I pull it out."

Xing Likun's face was dark, and under Fang Chong's signal, he suppressed the fire in a daze, "Fuck your mother's shame, if my father and daughter-in-law are willing to take you, that's flattering you, your mother is a little bastard!"

Before Huang Si went out, Song Jin said slowly, "I haven't listened to the tunes of your songs, but I just looked at the lyrics."

Huang Si folded his arms and squinted at him.

"Talk about love, lack of depth, weak strength, and then there are excuses." Song Jindao, "If you don't change the direction to refresh the audience, your potential stock will fall sooner or later."

To put it bluntly, it means plagiarism, which is what original singers are most afraid of.

Huang Si was a little surprised. He really didn't have much inspiration recently, and he was afraid that he would lose fans if he posted some original playing and singing pieces on Weibo.

He couldn't hold back his face, and he didn't want to admit that he was struggling. He was afraid that Xing Likun and the others would look down on him, so he slammed the door and left with a cold snort.

Instead, Li Mingyu took the initiative to walk towards Song Jin, and smiled shyly, "Brother Song, I am willing to follow you, and I will trouble you to take care of me in the future."

As for the luxury car of the Leopard, this person is far more than what he appears to be.

Moreover, Li Mingyu vaguely felt that Song Jin looked familiar, as if he had seen Song Jin not only at the long-distance rest station...

Where else?