Everyone doesn't believe I'm a boss

"Ning Wang." The porridge in his hand was put aside, Shen Shu sat beside Ning Wang, supported his shoulders, looked into his eyes, and asked word by word: "Do you know who I am?"

Ning Wang raised his head and looked at him, without speaking, with a dull expression.

It is said that he is looking at Shen Shu, but it is not always true, because his eyes are too dull, and it is not felt at all that he is looking at people, but seems to be in a daze.

Shen Shu's whole body was cold, he withdrew his hand, and clenched his fingers into a fist.

"Brother, don't scare me..." His voice couldn't help trembling.

"Brother, don't scare me..." Ning Wang said, and repeated in a hoarse tone, then raised his hand, touched Shen Shu's head, seemed to notice his trembling, and said dully: "Don't be afraid."

The two words were spoken without any ups and downs, but Shen Shu's pupils shrank, and the sockets of his eyes were slightly red.

The palm temperature on the head was hot, Shen Shu held Ning Wang's hand and repeated over and over again, "Brother, wake up quickly, don't do this."

The room was quiet, and the teenager sitting by the bed looked at him silently, then slowly tilted his head.

Shen Shu was completely speechless.

Mo Bingchen was woken up by his younger brother, subconsciously kicked him away, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

"My lord, my lord, someone asked you if you want to develop in the entertainment industry." The younger brother was excited five times, and came back again and shook Mo Bingchen for a while, "Your lord, don't sleep, this person said that he is a certain company." Manager, he guarantees that you will become popular in the entertainment industry and earn hundreds of thousands of millions every month!"

"This kind of talk is fake! Get out!" Mo Bingchen threw the pillow and beat the little brother away, "Don't bother me! Believe anything, do you believe when people say that being a square dance lead dancer can earn tens of millions? "

"No, my lord, this man, he is really a manager, and he has brought many popular stars. Do you know that, the actor Xu Jiu? He brought it out! I believe it because of this Look, he still has certification!" The younger brother did not give up, "And he said, if you don't believe me, you can go directly to the company for an interview, and the address has been sent."

Mo Bingchen became interested, looked at the chat history, clicked on the other party's homepage, and found that it was indeed the manager of actor Xu Jiu.

He had watched Xu Jiu's TV series, and it was very good-looking, which made him follow up all the TV series starring Xu Jiu.

Mo Bingchen wrote down the address, put on his coat lazily, "It's okay anyway, I don't have any money, so it's okay to go and have a look."

"That's right." The younger brother nodded frantically, "If His Majesty becomes popular, wouldn't he be able to receive a bunch of fans! Thinking about it makes me excited."

Mo Bingchen sent a message to the other party, asking him if he had taken a fancy to his dancing posture and was fascinated by his dancing posture.

Manager: "...Your dancing is pretty good, the main thing is that you meet all requirements."

"Hehe." Mo Bingchen smiled, "Look, how easy it is for human beings to be fooled by this deity."

The younger brother nodded frantically.

Mo Bingchen pushed open the door, suddenly saw a familiar face, closed the door again in an instant, let the younger brother stay in the room, and went out again.

The younger brother scratched his head, but did not violate the order, and stayed in the room obediently.

"Hurry up and let me hide in your body." The face of the person in front of him was as pale as a ghost.

Mo Bingchen backed away in disgust, "Ask you to hide? Are you worthy? Why should I let you hide. Don't forget, although you were created by me, I want you to disappear the most."

"You can't kill me." The demon sneered, "If you don't want me to die and affect you, let me hide in your body."

"Who beat you so badly? Let me guess, it was Jun Wusui, right?" Mo Bingchen sneered.

In the world of cultivating immortals, in order to kill Jun Wusui, he bred demons.

Later, the demon separated from him and became an independent person. At that time, he no longer wanted to kill Jun Wusui, because the hatred was on the demon.

"Don't talk nonsense." The demon became frantic, "Either we die together, or you let me temporarily recuperate in your body."

"You think well." Mo Bingchen said with a sullen face, "I just need to cultivate for a while to ruin you. Do you think I will ruin you?"

The heart demon disappeared immediately.

Mo Bingchen snorted coldly, opened the door and let the younger brother come out to go to the company for an interview.

"My lord, I just heard you mention Jun Wusui, is he really here?"

"Yes. But I'm not interested in him anymore." Mo Bingchen rubbed his hands, his eyes lit up, "What I want most now is to make money. In this world, only money can do whatever you want."

"My lord is wise, and my subordinates also feel that money is king in this world." The younger brother doggedly said, "You need an assistant to be a celebrity. Your lord, let your subordinates come down to be your assistants."

"If the interview is successful, you will be my assistant." Mo Bingchen straightened his back, went downstairs and took a taxi with his younger brother to the company for an interview.

Jiang Zixiao knew that it was three days later when Ning Wang lost his consciousness, so he hurried to drive there, and saw Ning Wang sitting on the balcony, looking outside, motionless.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zixiao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ning Wang, but got no response.

In the past, Ning Wang would have looked at him helplessly and told him that he was not distracted.

Shen Shu: "Injured by the devil's heart demon."

"Were you there at the time? Why didn't you protect him? No, Ning Wang is very powerful, and it is impossible for him to be hurt by the heart demon." Jiang Zixiao noticed something was wrong, and glared at Shen Shu, "What's going on!"

"At first, I was only injured, but later the demons attracted me and attacked Ning Wang." Shen Shu frowned, "I don't know exactly what happened."

Jiang Zixiao murmured "It's useless" to him.

Shen Shu did not refute.

He also felt that he was really useless.

Jiang Zixiao sat on the side, talked a lot with Ning Wang, trying to wake up Ning Wang.

No matter what he said, he didn't get a look from Ning Wang.

"Feng Youchen, do you still remember Feng Youchen?" Jiang Zixiao said suddenly.

Ning Wang turned his head, looked at Jiang Zixiao, and repeated expressionlessly, "Feng Youchen."

"That's the only response." Jiang Zixiao sighed.

Shen Shu stared straight at Ning Wang with gentle eyes.

Ning Wang then looked at Shen Shu, raised his hand to touch his stomach, "Hungry."

In the past three days, he only rubbed his stomach when he was hungry, said the word "hungry", and talked when he went to the toilet to sleep, and never spoke at other times.

Shen Shu took out the meal that had been prepared a long time ago, sat beside him and fed him.

Looking at Ning Wang who looked like a three-year-old child, Jiang Zixiao felt a little sad, "Is there no other way? Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to lose his consciousness even if he is injured."

"It depends on him." Shen Shu carefully wiped off the rice grains from the corner of Ning Wang's mouth, and said, "Master...he must be trapped in his own memory, and he doesn't want to wake up, that's why he is like this."

"What kind of memory, still unwilling to wake up, could it be about Feng Youchen?" Jiang Zixiao murmured.

Shen Shu looked at him, "How much do you know about Feng Youchen?"

"I don't know anything." Jiang Zixiao waved his hand, "I overheard Ning Wang say this name, I only know that he has a close relationship with this Feng Youchen, Feng Youchen seems to make him very sad, redundant I don't know."

Shen Shu closed her eyes, scooped up the rice with a spoon, blew on it, put it near Ning Wang's lips, looked at his sluggish expression, and pursed her lips tightly.

He didn't know what memory Ning Wang was trapped in.

In his memory, Ning Wang has always been aloof, there is nothing to be afraid of, and naturally there is no memory that can trap him.

Shen Shu quickly finished the meal, and after eating, Ning Wang turned his head to look out the window again, keeping his posture still.

Jiang Zixiao kept sighing, but he refused to accept it. In the end, he was really anxious and left a sentence of "I'll contact other people to ask if there is any solution", and left.

The room fell silent when he left.

"Brother, I'll wash your hair for you." Shen Shu said, holding Ning Wang's hand, eyes full of tenderness, "OK?"

Ning Wang didn't speak, as if he didn't hear.

Shen Shu pulled Ning Wang up, pulled him into the bathroom, told him to sit on the chair and not move around, and then washed his hair for him.

When blowing his hair, Ning Wang seemed to be startled by the hot wind, and his expression changed slightly.

He stood up and started walking to the balcony.

Shen Shu grabbed him and turned down the wind, "Brother, don't be afraid, this is a hair dryer, I'm blowing your hair for you, and it will be ready in a minute."

I don't know if he heard what he said, but Ning Wang really didn't move. Sitting there, his originally cold face looked obedient because of some dullness.