Start with an assistant [entertainment circle]

Li Yiran watched the pointer on the wall keep moving, but there was no news from Shen Sang. He made dozens of phone calls, but no one answered. He was anxious, wondering if something happened to Shen Sang right?

During the filming, Shen Sang turned her phone to silent and forgot to speak to Li Yiran.

He looked at the short and fat Boss Wang in disgust just now after drinking some wine and was about to reach out his hand to Hai Wenqing, so he hurriedly stopped him: "President Wang, hello, my name is Shen Sang, and I'm Brother Hai's assistant. I have long heard that Mr. Wang is very brave, can I have a drink with Mr. Wang?"

Hai Wenqing looked at the man in front of her, her eyes narrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Mr. Wang looked at the young man with a bright smile in front of him, and nodded in agreement: "Young man, what's your name?"

Shen Sang: "Chen Sang."

Mr. Wang clinked a glass with him, drank it down, looked at Shen Sang who was still holding the wine, and frowned: "Hey, young man, why are you still holding the wine?"

Chen Sang bit the bullet and drank it all down, "How can it be, just now I was only looking at Mr. Wang, and I just forgot to drink it for a while."

Mr. Wang laughed loudly, and put his arms around Shen Sang's shoulders, "Young man, you have a future. Do you want to be a star? You follow me." He patted his chest as he spoke, "With your beauty, I will definitely be able to You are popular."

Shen Sang moved away from under his arm in disgust, and said with a smile: "I like being Hai Ge's assistant very much, and I don't think about changing jobs for the time being."

Shen Sang could see this fat man's dirty thoughts towards Hai Wenqing at a glance. When he was pulling Hai Wenqing to drink just now, Shen Sang had an impulse to kick his fat ass a few times. What did she look like? Do you have no idea?

Mr. Wang couldn't see his eyes anymore, but he still put his hand on Shen Sang's shoulder stubbornly, "You are a good actor, you know? It doesn't matter if you don't have acting skills, just with your face, you will definitely be able to become famous in the future."

Shen Sang moved out again, "I think so too, how about it, Mr. Wang, if I have an idea later, I must go to Mr. Wang first, how about it?"

Mr. Wang: "Okay, that's it."

Hai Wenqing looked at the man in front of her, lowered her head and twitched her lips.

Tong Le had already been poured into unconsciousness, and she didn't know what to say.

In the end, it was Shen Sang who took Tong Le out, put him in the car, and turned to look at Hai Wenqing: "Brother Hai, are you okay?"

Hai Wenqing supported her head with her hands, unbuttoned a few collar buttons, and shook her head.

Shen Sang: "Then shall we go back to the hotel now?"

Hai Wenqing nodded, his face was a little red now because of the alcohol.

In the originally quiet car, Hai Wenqing asked him suddenly: "What did you say to President Wang when you left just now?"

Shen Sang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and smiled: "Give him a little gift."

Hai Wenqing: "???"

Shen Sang smiled mysteriously.

After the bosses in the private room woke up at some point, they felt sore all over, rubbed their temples, saw the scene clearly, and wondered why they were still in this private room.

Usually after waking up, I would always be in my soft and comfortable big bed. Why am I still here today? I stretched out my hand to touch my body, but after touching for a long time, I still couldn’t see the phone. Looking again, the phones of several people were soaked in wine glasses. No wonder...

Mr. Wang pushed the other person beside him, "Old Xie, old Xie, wake up."

"Director Li, Director Li?"

"Little Zhang?"

A few people woke up and decided to go out by themselves. Just as they pulled the doorknob, it broke. They looked at the doorknob in their hands and said, "Damn, call the front desk."

As soon as I picked up the phone, the phone line was cut, "What the hell is this hotel, the facilities are broken and they don't repair them."

A few people knocked on the door inside, but they purposely found a soundproof private room, so people outside could not hear their shouts.

When the waiter opened the private room in the afternoon, several people had already slumped on the ground, with no strength at all. Mr. Wang stood up tremblingly, grabbed the waiter, and the first sentence was: "Where is your boss? I want to complain to you. "

The waiter smiled brightly: "Please feel free, the boss's whereabouts are uncertain, and we cannot be contacted."

After saying that, he left, Mr. Wang hurriedly caught up with the waiter: "How about this, you lend me your mobile phone to make a call, and I don't have to complain to you."

The waiter took out the mobile phone and handed it to Mr. Wang, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember a phone number. In desperation, he asked the waiter to call them a car. With a pure and bright smile: "Sir, five hundred."

Mr. Wang sneered: "Okay, I have plenty of money."

But after searching all over his body, he couldn't find a single steel coin.

So did the others.

The waiter turned around and was about to leave, but Mr. Wang stopped him again: "I am the owner of Legendary Entertainment, and I can owe you my IOU."

"If you don't believe me, you can check it online, there is my photo and an interview." The waiter checked it, and it was true.

So he put on that youthful and innocent smile again: "Yes, sir, what do I need to do?"

Mr. Wang: "Call us four cars."

Waiter: "No problem, please wait a moment."

The waiter remembered what the young man said last night, "These people are all beasts in clothes, so don't be too polite to them. They have something important to discuss now, and you can open the door of the private room tomorrow afternoon. If they want to pay on credit, you must not." Agree. If they ask you to call a car, you can agree, and remember to park the car far away from the hotel."

He knew the star that the young man was following—Hai Wenqing, he was still a fan of Hai Wenqing, thinking of this, he happily called four cars.

Came to the private room, "Sir, the car is ready. However, parking is not allowed near the hotel, and it will take a while for a few of you to walk."

Mr. Wang glanced at him angrily, and walked out. The waiter's eyes widened, and he looked behind the few people, holding back his laughter.

Along the way, they accepted all kinds of eyes from passers-by, Mr. Wang was surprised, "Old Xie, is there something wrong with me?"

Lao Xie looked around, "Mr. Wang, where's your ass?"

Mr. Wang: "??" He stretched out his hand and touched his little pants directly. No wonder he said that his buttocks have been feeling cold since just now.

Mr. Wang's face turned red immediately, but because he was too thick-skinned, he couldn't tell at all, so he hurriedly took off his suit and barely covered his butt, "Go, go."

"Everyone, if news of today's incident leaks out, don't blame me, Wang Qiang, for being ruthless."

The three of them tried their best to control themselves so as not to let themselves laugh out loud, and nodded hurriedly: "Where is Mr. Wang, we are not such gossips. Don't worry, Mr. Wang!"

However, if these few people don't say it, it doesn't mean that others won't say it. In less than half a day, hot searches have been flying all over the sky: Why is the middle-aged uncle dressed in a wretched way?

The high-definition big picture, although there is no face, but everyone who is familiar with Wang Qiang knows that it is him, but it is too hard to pretend to be ignorant, especially the employees of his company, it is hard enough to endure every day.

When Shen Sang returned to the hotel in the early morning, he suddenly remembered Li Yiran. He quickly took out his mobile phone and saw that there were more than 20 missed calls. Ran was relieved knowing that he was fine.

At this time, Shen Sang was holding her mobile phone, laughing in the hotel in Xicheng, they had already arrived in Xicheng, Hai Wenqing was going to attend a charity party at night, she was putting on makeup at the moment, but was annoyed by someone's hearty laughter :"what are you laughing at?"

Shen Sang ran up to him and handed over the phone. It was the picture of Wang Qiang. Hai Wenqing glanced at it in disgust, then pushed Shen Sang's phone away: "Your hobby is quite special."

"No, take a closer look."

"Who is this person?"

Hai Wenqing looked carefully again: "This is?"

"President Wang?!"

Shen Sang smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's him."

"Why is he like this?"

Shen Sang smiled: "This is a gift from me."

Hai Wenqing was surprised: "What did you do?"

Shen Sang nodded: "Of course, who told him to pretend to embarrass you yesterday, and then dragged me to force me to drink. This is just a small lesson. Next time, I will let him know the real truth sharp."

Although Hai Wenqing wanted to laugh, she held back: "How did you do it?"

Shen Sang became interested, and lay down on the table in front of him: "When he put his shoulders on my shoulders, I secretly took his mobile phone and wallet, and threw the wallet into the trash can in the bathroom, and the mobile phone was gone." At that time, I soaked it in a wine glass, cut the phone line of the hotel phone, and broke the door handle. I specifically asked the waiter to open the door for them in the afternoon. If they want to call a car, they should park the car farther away from the hotel. , Someone will definitely take a picture of him and put it on the Internet."

Hai Wenqing couldn't help laughing: "How many other people?"

"Those people drank to the end, and you might not respond if you beat them up, so I took their wallets and mobile phones openly."

"However, they didn't make it difficult for you, so I let them go without cutting their pants."

Hai Wenqing was stunned: "You are for me?"

Shen Sang opened her eyes wide and nodded: "Yeah, but I also can't stand Mr. Wang, so I secretly cut his pants butt."

Hai Wenqing smiled: "Thank you, but don't let Tong Le know."

Shen Sang smiled knowingly: "I understand."

The trending search was downloaded in less than a day, and it is estimated that Wang Qiang found someone to suppress it.