Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

"Are you okay?" Zhang Chengjun shook his hand in front of Yu Wenke, and got Yu Wenke's wry smile.

"I have something to do." Be careful.

"Then, I'll bake something for you later? I'm super skilled." Zhang Chengjun blinked at Yu Wenke with a sincere expression on his face.

Yu Wenke looked at Zhang Chengjun's sunny and handsome face, and seemed to feel a little better.

At this time, Bai Feiyu and the others also walked over.

Bai Feiyu looked at Li Zhiyan who had already caught up with the CEO not far in front of him, and then looked at Yu Wenke's sad expression.

He thought that Yu Wenke was sad because of the president, but he didn't know that Yu Wenke was sad because of Li Zhiyan.

He also pretended to understand and patted Yu Wenke on the shoulder, saying:

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why bother to love the president unrequitedly for a flower, isn't it?"

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"Hmph!" The male protagonist Feng Siyu brushed past Yu Wenke and bumped directly on Yu Wenke's shoulder. Yu Wenke looked at the paralyzed male protagonist in surprise, and what he got was the word "hum" from his nose?

Where did he offend the leading man?

The first day they met?

"Me, do I look annoying?" Yu Wenke asked Zhang Chengjun next to him after the big troops left.

Zhang Chengjun stared at Yu Wenke's cute face and smiled:

"No way, it's so harmless to humans and animals. You will always be my favorite Lang Da!"

"I'm really embarrassed for you to confess like this." Yu Wenke scratched his hair, this must be a true fan, "By the way, what is your website ID?"

Yu Wenke suddenly remembered, after all, he has always cared for his fans.

But Zhang Chengjun seemed a little uneasy, his eyes were wandering, and he even covered it up with a smile, and replied:

"Only Dachai, I seldom bubbling, and I just silently read the text and support it."

"Me too! Lang Da, I'm your fan too!"

Yu Wenke and Zhang Chengjun were chatting when suddenly a little girl jumped between them.

Yu Wenke was so frightened that he took a step back.

Who is this little girl with a single ponytail and crooked eyes when she smiles?

"Lin Wan?" Zhang Chengjun called out her name first.

Lin Wanchao's eyes sparkled in Liberal Arts, and continued:

"Lang Da, can you sign me too? Sign on the chest!"

Yu Wenke looked down at Lin Wan's B?Or C?Cup, throat choked, dare not speak.

What if the female fans are too enthusiastic?

Fortunately, Zhang Chengjun resolved the embarrassment at this time, smiled and gave Lin Wan a nudge, and said:

"What are you making fun of when you're okay?"

"I'm not, I don't! I'm really a fan of Langda, and I've read all of Langda's works. Among Little Sweetheart, Little Secretary, and Little Wife, I like Little Wife best! Because of her super personality. Great. Hey, hey, why are you leaving, wait for me! I haven't finished talking yet, the waves are big, the waves are big!"

Lin Wan chattered like a sparrow behind her.

Zhang Chengjun dragged Yu Wenke forward without looking back, with impatience written all over his face.

He was dragged away like this for the second time today, who can tell him why?

"Hey, relax a bit." Yu Wenke patted Zhang Chengjun, who stopped, and Lin Wan, who had been chasing them, finally caught up.

The little girl was out of breath, but she didn't forget to grab Yu Wenke and said:

"Lang Da, just sign your name. If you don't sign your chest, you can also sign your back. Zhang Chengjun, if you have a marker, borrow it."

Zhang Chengjun reluctantly gave the pen to Lin Wan. Yu Wenke was embarrassed to see the little girl chasing him like this, so he signed his name on the back of the little girl's clothes.

As soon as the contract was signed, Lin Wan took out her mobile phone and said:

"The waves are big and the waves are big, add a WeChat, leave a phone call."

"What on earth do you want?" Zhang Chengjun frowned, and pulled Yu Wenke to his side.

"You have it all, why can't I have it! This is what fans dream of! And Langda didn't say anything, what do you care about, right, Langda?" Lin Wan smiled at Wenke.

Now Yu Wenke blushed, so he could only take out his mobile phone and said:

"From now on, just call me Yu Wenke. Don't make any fuss about it. It's embarrassing." He is not a great writer, so he just writes small yellow essays.If it wasn't for the president's intention to praise him, how could he be standing here now.

Speaking of president!Yu Wenke hurriedly looked around to find the figure of the president. Oops, his benefactor father!

Patronizing to talk to Zhang Chengjun and Lin Wan, the president and Li Zhiyan have looked at each other rightly, and now they have even chosen the child's name, right?

Yu Wenke no longer knew whether he was feeling sad for the president or Li Zhiyan.

It's just that when he looked around, he didn't see the president and Li Zhiyan, but instead saw the director.

Director?

The previous incident between Qingcai and the director was because he didn't report in time, Yu Wenke hates it!

Yu Wenke originally wanted to strike up a conversation with the director, but the director only glanced at him, leaving a look as if he was mentally retarded, and then walked away?

Why does he feel that everyone looks at him with hostility today?

Sure enough, he was a fish pond man, so he was not suitable to play with these people.

A person with such a big heart and no brains like the director will not pay attention to the sadness of the liberal arts.

He simply didn't want to deal with Yu Wenke.reason?The reason is that the president instructs him to do things every now and then.

Really, as long as things have anything to do with Yu Wenke, nothing good will happen!

Just like today, what a beautiful Friday night, it is more suitable to go to the bar for a drink or two, touch the long sexy legs of the bunny girl, and then brush the long flowing hair of the cat girl.Then hug left and right, drunk and dreamy.

But he had to be brought by the CEO to this kind of ecological farm where birds don't even bother to shit.

Except for Bai Feiyu, who is a bit awkward, the messy people in these crews don't know each other, and they get together.

Although there are handsome men and beautiful women, none of them are his favorite models.

He won't mess with people in the entertainment industry. If he is caught on camera, he must be the one who is scolded for human flesh. When the time comes, all the dirty water and troubles will definitely be poured on him.

The director was self-aware, and sat alone on the side of the grass, staring at the group of sand sculptures who were busy grilling.

Then a pair of long legs in slacks passed by his field of vision. What caught the director's attention was not only those long legs, but also the faint smell of perfume wafting from him.