What kind of evil can a little chinchilla have?

The chopsticks caught the scrambled eggs, and the movement of eating on the table became much quieter.

Ming Chong Dayuan's ears trembled, and he walked towards his small bowl with his chopsticks in his arms, but he didn't notice anything strange on the dining table.

Recently, unless necessary, Ming Chong is always in a transformed state at home, and he doesn't know what's going on. He thinks this state makes him most comfortable.

So the Ming family has a lot of exquisite things, such as tableware and teacups that are much smaller, the small stairs next to the sofa, and the modified sweeping robot...

A custom-made plush blanket is placed on the round robot vacuum cleaner, which is Mingchong's exclusive car.

On weekdays, he was fine. Ming Chong squatted on the sweeping robot, while sweeping the floor, he could think about life at the same time.

"Congchong, mom also wants to eat scrambled eggs." An Zhilan said holding her rice bowl.

Ming Chong paused, and immediately turned his chubby body: "Mom, you wait."

An Zhilan hummed contentedly, and cast a meaningful look at Ming Bo and the others.

After Ming Chong finished picking up the scrambled eggs for An Zhilan, Ming Bo cleared his throat, and then said: "Congchong, come on, Dad will add some scrambled eggs for you, you can eat quickly."

Ming Chong looked at the scrambled eggs in his bowl, and shook his fluffy tail briskly: "Thank you, Dad."

"How is Dad?"

"Good." Ming Chong praised without hesitation: "Father does not poke needles."

Mingbo clutched his chest and took a deep breath. Is this what it feels like to have a caring little son?

This feels like a pinch.

Just as she was looking beautiful, Leng Buding's foot was trampled hard, and An Zhilan's eye knife flew over secretly, Mingbo suddenly became quiet as a chicken, not daring to be complacent.

Here Ming Shao held the bowl and asked nonchalantly, "Congchong, are scrambled eggs delicious?"

"Well……"

Before Ming Chong opened his mouth to speak, Ming Huai wondered: "Second brother, didn't you eat scrambled eggs just now? You don't know whether scrambled eggs are good or not?"

Ming Shao: "..."

"Congchong, I really haven't eaten scrambled eggs." Ming Huai also held up the bowl and said.

Ming Chong tilted his head: "Then you eat."

As he said that, he stretched out his two claws and pushed the scrambled eggs in front of him towards Ming Huai.

【Why did everyone have sex with scrambled eggs? 】

Ming Chong glanced at the scrambled eggs, then at Ming Huai: "You're welcome, you can eat."

Ming Huai: "...Oh."

After finishing the scrambled eggs in his bowl, Zhanhong suddenly looked at Ming Shao and said, "Second brother, I think scrambled eggs are quite delicious."

Ming Shao: "...hehe."

"Congchong, about the termination of the contract between you and Wenxing Entertainment..." Ming Ze continued to speak after Ming Chong looked over: "The Ming family has a professional team of lawyers, and I will ask them to contact you tomorrow to terminate the contract with Wenxing." Things, let them do it, do you think it's okay?"

Ming Chong was stunned for a moment.

While he was still hesitating, An Zhilan said directly: "Congchong, why don't you go to the company with your elder brother tomorrow morning? Don't delay this matter for too long, and that kind of company can't wait for it to be resolved." After this matter, how about signing with Xingying Entertainment? If you want to, let your elder brother help you..."

"Mom, I don't sign a contract with Xingying Entertainment." Ming Chong was shaking from head to toe: "I have my own plan."

Mingze tightened his grip on the chopsticks.

"Well, you can decide for yourself." An Zhilan did not force Ming Chong, "Then do you want to go to the company with Ozawa tomorrow?"

Ming Chong hummed, then turned his head to look at Ming Ze: "For the matter of terminating the contract with Wen Xing, please help me."

"No trouble." Ming Ze was hesitant to speak, he wanted to ask Ming Chong what his plans were, but after much deliberation, he didn't ask.

I don't know why, Chongchong is very close to his parents, but there is always a sense of estrangement between him and his brothers.

Mingze lowered his eyes, feeling a faint tingling in his head.

"Big brother..."

A scrambled egg with chopsticks was handed to him, Mingze looked up in surprise.

Ming Chong stretched out his claws and scratched his fat belly, "Thank you..."

When he said this, he was still a little embarrassed, but Mingze took the initiative to say that he would help him, so he had to express his thanks anyway.

Just as he was thinking, Ming Chong suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing over the top of his head.

Ok?

Ming Chong raised his head and looked at Ming Ze strangely, but he saw Ming Ze was eating scrambled eggs with his head down.

Is it an illusion?

Ming Chong scratched his head, forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.

……

The fact that the Ming family recognized their youngest son was not widely publicized, so not many people knew about it.

However, people inside the Ming Clan have heard some rumors more or less, and they are very curious about this real young son of the Ming Clan.

However, Mingze had never brought anyone to the company, so the people inside Ming's Group were not sure whether the rumors were true or not.

But today, the wind direction within the group is not right.

Because someone saw the big boss bring someone to the company, although he didn't see who it was, but that person was definitely not the other three sons of the Ming family.

"Could it really be the young master of the Ming family who was found?"

"I feel like, otherwise, can I still be Mr. Ming's lover?"

"Hey, I can't imagine Mr. Ming falling in love, and it doesn't look like it either."

"That should be the youngest son of the Ming family. I didn't expect Mr. Ming to bring him into the group. I don't know why, so he went straight to the legal department."

"Do you know that Mr. Ming didn't even attend the morning meeting?"

"Damn, is it true or not? Mr. Ming is a workaholic. He is such a rigorous person. The last time someone was late for a morning meeting, he severely criticized him."

"Back when the Ming family found their youngest son, there was neither publicity nor publicity. I thought this young master was not favored."

"I thought so too, but looking at it now, it doesn't look like that."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and work, don't discuss it."

……

Not to mention how the people inside the Ming Group guessed, Ming Chong had already negotiated with the legal team and was about to leave.

"Don't you want to visit here?" Mingze said, "I can show you around inside the group."

"Brother, are you still going to work?" Ming Chong rubbed his nose embarrassedly: "I seem to have delayed you for a long time."

"No." Minzer paused: "There is no rush for work."

The lawyer who was in charge of helping Ming Chong and Wen Xing terminate the contract was about to leave with the documents. Hearing this, he looked at Ming Ze in disbelief, wondering if he was hallucinating.

Mingze glanced at the other party, "Is there anything else?"

The lawyer was shocked: "It's okay, Mr. Ming is busy."

When he left, he still couldn't believe it.

Mr. Ming can actually say that work is not in a hurry. It seems that he attaches great importance to this young master, and even puts his work in the back row.

In this case, he has to work hard to finish the contract termination between the young master and Wenxing Entertainment as soon as possible.

After the lawyer left, Ming Ze continued to ask Ming Chong for his opinion, but Ming Chong still shook his head and refused.

He is not interested in Ming's Group, and he doesn't want to attract other people's attention.

In the end, Ming Chong said goodbye to Ming Ze and left the company directly.

……

The termination of the contract with Wenxing Entertainment went very smoothly, there was public opinion suppression, and Wenxing Entertainment really owed Ming Chong, this lawsuit was easy to fight.

Moreover, the Ming family's lawyer team is also very capable, and it didn't take long to negotiate the termination of the contract.

Coming out of Wenxing Entertainment, Ming Chong took a deep breath. From today onwards, he will be free.

"It's been said that we are not a charity here! Whoever wants to invest in movies for you, get the hell out of here! Can you go to another place?!"

"Can't you read the script first? I'm not trying to blackmail you, if you can read it..."

"Don't watch, don't watch! There's no time! If you want to sell yourself, go outside the film academy, there are many scouts waiting to find talents..."

"I don't want to be famous! I'm a director, I've made short films... I gave you my business card before..."

"Throw it away!"

Geng Wenle didn't speak anymore, he held the script tightly in silence, feeling that the road ahead was bleak.

If he can't find the investment, the movie can't be made, is he really going to sell the script and raise a sum of money for himself first?

But who is willing to spend money to buy his script...

This is his hard work, and Geng Wenle is not willing to sell his hard work for a low price just because of his illness.

"Well, I want to take the liberty to ask, what's your name?"

"Huh?" Geng Wenle raised his head, and saw a beautiful young man appearing in front of him, he looked familiar, he sniffed: "Who are you?"

Ming Chong: "I'll ask you first."

"Oh..." Geng Wenle curled his lips and said his name indifferently.

Geng Wenle...

Ming Chong looked at the young man in front of him, only felt that the other party was a bit too young, and he turned out to be a baby face.

Before the rebirth, the name Geng Wenle had exploded, but it was after the person concerned passed away.

Ming Chong was deeply impressed by Geng Wenle because of the explosion at that time - after Geng Wenle passed away, someone sorted out the script he wrote and published it. At that time, many professional film critics said that if this script was made into a movie, it would definitely It's a good movie, but it's a pity that the movie didn't have money to shoot when people were around.

There are very few good scripts these days. The script written by Geng Wenle has been affirmed by such professionals, which naturally attracted the attention of many netizens.

Someone sorted out Geng Wenle's affairs, which immediately aroused the sighs of many netizens.

It turned out that Geng Wenle had made many excellent short films and even won awards, but he used a pseudonym and acted in a low-key manner, so he himself was not well-known, and what was even more surprising was that Geng Wenle used all the money he earned over the years Almost all of the money was donated to help poor students.

Therefore, when he himself became mentally unstable, he was simply unable to pay for the expensive treatment.

Later, before Geng Wenle could figure out a solution, he fell into a deep sleep because of the collapse of his mental power.