How can you fall in love with your fan!

The almost spotless black Cadillac CT6 drove slowly and automatically to Wu Ruiqing.He got in the car, but didn't start the car immediately, but opened the drawer of the co-pilot.

Inside lies a ham sausage that has been out of date for many years - the packaging style is old and scumbag, and the tacky golden "Meat Duoduo" trademark is printed all over the red plastic skin. It has now been discontinued.

When he was seven years old, on an ordinary day in the orphanage, he was suddenly picked up by the Wu family as a "young master who leaked out".In that majestic villa manor, he met Wu Qingtai, the head of the Wu family who should be called his father, in a hurry. He was dismissed as a country boy and needed to be "reinvented".

After eating half-baked Western food in the villa for a day, the child's fragile stomach couldn't bear it, and he had a stomachache all night.Early the next morning, he was taken on a plane and flew to the mysterious England to start a new life.

The second of the only two fresh faces appeared at this moment.

Xiao Ruiqing used the cabin toilet too often.

He came out of the toilet weakly for the third time, turned around and walked back as soon as he opened the door, and when he came out again, the little fat man in a red sweater with swollen eyes and eyeballs who was lining up next to him was not happy.

The little fat man took a mouthful of rich northeast mouth, "You Kaha, are you finished?"

The voice of the other party was too loud, which attracted the attention of the people around.

Xiao Ruiqing: "I..."

There was another twisting pain in his abdomen, and he didn't have time to speak, so he turned and went back to the bathroom.

The other party was jumping angrily outside the door: "Is it intentional? Are you looking for cuts?!"

"I've been queuing for half an hour, Chi Chi is about to blow up!! Have you never had Chi Chi blow up?"

They were all boys. Although it was true that there was no explosion there, I can always imagine how painful it would be.Xiao Ruiqing felt a little guilty, and when the pain in his stomach finally ended, he bit the bullet and left the bathroom, but the little fat man was nowhere to be seen.

He walked back and passed the tea preparation cabin, but that guy suddenly jumped out and asked angrily, "Are you not used to eating salmon on the plane? Tell you, if you arrive in London like this, you will be useless."

A pair of small eyes that were about to be squeezed by flesh showed a veteran who had seen the big world.

Xiao Ruiqing was silent for a moment, "I didn't want to go to London either."

"Ah? Why?" The other party's eyes widened in surprise, but there was no difference between staring and not staring.

"I think it's good to go abroad. I went there once last month, but the western food is really unbearable. Oh yes! Here you are."

With a rammed fist, he dug out his trouser pocket, spread his hand, and revealed a piece of meaty ham sausage.

Xiao Rui cleared himself up.

"Take it! I gave it to you because I thought you were good-looking. This is an ancestral pork sausage made by my father. My own pig and my own meat. If you are hungry abroad, you can eat it!"

Wu Ruiqing looked at the trademark with the words "Meat Duoduo" on it, and said weakly, "Aren't you lying..."

"I didn't lie to you! No, I really have to pee, I really want to explode!"

The little fat man disappeared from sight like a wind, and then the accompanying bodyguards came over. Xiao Ruiqing silently hid the commercial sausage that was called "homemade" by pressing his head, and silently followed the bodyguards back to his seat.

Wu's house is like a tomb, and those who are dragged into this tomb can only suffocate.The wanton and free life in the orphanage is gone forever. In the oppressive and gray "noble life" in London for the next 17 years, the inexplicable moment seemed to be his last vivid memory before being pulled into the grave.

He didn't eat that sausage, and kept it for 17 years.

The guy in the bureau is the veritable young owner of Rouduoduo Ham Sausage.There are rumors in the industry that the young chairman of Wangxuan Group is shouting at everyone in the board of directors and will step down anytime and anywhere, but this legend has been passed on for two years. The chairman of the group has not changed, but the stock price has risen in a straight line, and the market share of various categories is high. Dazzling.

There are no fuel-efficient lamps in the business field, and he is probably another master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Wu Ruiqing thought of the man's handsome and unrestrained eyebrows, and felt in his heart that the fake little fat man with a full face and single eyelids really dared to brag.

He started the car, turned on the music, and waited in the car.

Liao Shan's song was playing on the stereo, and he suddenly remembered tonight's concert, a touch of tenderness towards his younger brother flashed in his eyes, he took out his mobile phone, logged in to his Star Chaser account, and posted a Weibo.

@辽广集山: *The younger brother is a lovely flying flame, happily and slowly flashing in the hot stove.

……

In the police station, the assistant who had just arrived took Chairman Gu's ID card and checked the information with the police. The chairman himself sat in the soft chair next to him, scrolling through Weibo boredly.

"Pretending again."

He sneered at the star-chasing blog of the enemy station published in "Just Now", "Liao Shan, a wild and rough [-]th-line country artist, was actually washed into a romantic wandering poet by his brainless fans standing up for one sentence a day."

The blogger's ID displayed on the screen is "@肖广集山".This ID is simply Gu Zhuoli's nightmare, and he fights against it in his dreams.

If you click on the homepage of this ID, you can still see the personal profile that he recited fluently.

[Station.Fans are not fan circles, the younger brother is the only position, subcutaneous does not represent any official. 】

This latest Weibo rewritten a poem in a foreign language. Gu Zhuoli clicked on the comment and saw the scene of Liao Jiafen's pilgrimage, so he wanted to gag.

So he skillfully switched to his special account for Liao Hei, without fear of opening the mic.

[@鹿子今天烈了吗: I felt the scene of a certain house shouting folk songs, the roe deer on the mountain climbed up and roared, and the mountain specialties below had a collective climax.The Liao Shan family seems to be very proud of the fan name of mountain specialties. They always meet like this: "Brother, what specialty are you?" "I am mountain fungus." "Ah, I am earth mushroom. Nice to meet you."... My son is being compared with some magical species every day, doubting life[/goodbye]. 】

A response follows shortly thereafter.

[Shen Guan is as beautiful as a picture, how can it be compared with roe deer? 】

[Moshang people are like jade, unparalleled in the world. 】

[2333 Why did you go to torture yourself, your courage is commendable]

[My God, how dare you say such things, a fan of a certain Dazhan brother is coming to educate you soon]

It's too late to say it, but it's too soon, with a clang, Weibo reminds.

[Pay special attention to @达广集山 who reposted your Weibo and commented: "Live ticket prices have risen, I think you are a natural fan of deep black. Thank you for contributing to the box office."]

Gu Zhuoli: "..."

"Chairman, it's done." Assistant Ma Ke handed the ID card to Gu Zhuoli, "I will keep the ID for you."

The policeman glanced at them, "Okay, let's go back, stay away after reporting to the police, and don't get involved."

Gu Zhuoli nodded lazily and walked out.

The corridor leading to the door is long and narrow, and the man walked two steps and suddenly remembered something, the sloppy expression on his face faded, and he asked in a deep voice, "Did you find out what you were asked to investigate?"

Ma Ke said in a low voice, "Director Chen's personal investment has been locked up. Recently, he has been in close contact with CEO Qin in private. The most important thing is that there are large sums of money in the bank accounts of both parties."

The man's cold gaze swept over the assistant's face, and after a while he lowered his eyes and snorted, "Another old crow who uses Wangxuan as an ATM."

He took two steps, walked to the place near the door, and suddenly saw a plain black car parked outside the police station.The co-pilot's glass was lowered a few centimeters, and the outstanding and memorable profile of a certain couple's fans loomed behind the tinted glass.

Marco asked: "Chairman, shall I drive your car over?"

Gu Zhuoli, who was still looking cold just now, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Go."

Marco was pushed and staggered, and raised his head in confusion, "Huh?"

Gu Zhuoli stared at the outside, quickly turned to one side, avoiding Wu Ruiqing's aimless gaze.

Whispered like a thief: "Come on, don't touch my car, you go straight to get off work."

Marco: "..." I was already off work, and it was you who tossed me to the wilderness police station in the middle of the night.

Five minutes after the assistant left, Gu Zhuoli finally appeared.He cleared his throat, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the police station with a smile.

The co-pilot's door unlocked with a "boom", and he followed suit and opened the door to get in the car.

Wu Ruiqing glanced at him casually: "Why did you send away the people who were with you first? Why are you sticking to the wall and hiding inside?"

Gu Zhuoli: "..."

The man seemed to have heard nothing, and said very familiarly: "My car is in the gymnasium, can you take me there?"

"Yes." Wu Ruiqing started the car and said, "Seat belt."

Gu Zhuoli pulled down his seat belt and said with a smile, "You're quite interesting, you're still waiting for me if you don't wait for me."

Wu Ruiqing glanced at him upon hearing the words, "No."

"I just want to tell you, don't tell others about my star chasing."

"Huh?" Gu Zhuoli was a little surprised, "Why? Your family members also help you hide it?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after he finished asking this sentence, he felt that the hands of the people around him holding the steering wheel were suddenly clenched, and the perfectly shaped knuckles protruded, making the fingers even more slender.

After a while, Wu Rui said calmly: "Especially don't tell the Wu family... If it gets out, it will cause trouble for Liao Shan."

Gu Zhuoli nodded, thinking that this opponent fan is quite enlightened.

Wu Ruiqing suddenly glanced over, "So, you are not a fan of Liao Shan, but you are in the fan circle, right?"

The tone is light, but very firm.

When Gu Zhuoli was asked by him, not only was he not guilty, but a bold idea flashed in his mind.He cleared his throat, "Didn't you see that?"

Wu Ruiqing: "What do you see?"

Gu Zhuoli said: "I'm just a passer-by fan of Liao Shan. I'm not very familiar with his fan circle, and I can't keep up with star chasing. Can you take me with you?"

A new fan who just entered the pit.

Thinking of this person's proficiency in fan circle language and mispronounced fan name, Wu Ruiqing somehow felt a little reasonable.He parked the car in a nearby parking space and asked, "How long have you been a fan? Do you usually follow any sites?"

"I... just became a fan. I just became a fan last week." Gu Zhuoli took out his mobile phone, and schemingly didn't use the normal version of Weibo, which had just finished spraying on the other party's website and hadn't switched accounts, but clicked on the international version of Weibo. .

His personal life account is on the international version, and he didn't even pay attention to Shen Guan, but he followed Liao Shan and that disgusting person's website, just to monitor the enemy's situation anytime and anywhere.

"Well, I followed him and his big fan. But this big fan doesn't seem to be a website, but an individual. I think he..." Gu Zhuoli paused, forcing himself to say shameful words, " I think he is very artistic, and he has a temperament when he speaks, and he can sum up Liao Shan's... well, I can't make it up... I can't say it, anyway, it's that special feeling."

Seeing his account on the screen, Wu Ruiqing was stunned for half a second, and the indifference around him seemed to dissipate a little in an instant.After a while, he came back to his senses, and said calmly: "I also pay attention to this website. To become a fan, you must first start by spreading the volume of sound. Just this one, let's turn it around."

Gu Zhuoli: "..."

Did you fool people into making data as soon as you came up?

He hesitantly stretched out his index finger and clicked the forward button. "That... what did you say?"

Wu Ruiqing: "Tell me a few words about tonight. Don't be too empty, but have something to say. This kind of volume is effective, and the chances of passers-by to take it seriously will be greater."

"..."

Gu Zhuoli was full of sadness, imitating the tone of "Liao Kuang Mountains", and slammed a line of disgusting bullshit expressionlessly.

[@你有问题啊: My younger brother’s scene can give people endless hope!His simple enthusiasm for life and his down-to-earth cheerfulness cleanse my impetuous heart! 】

Hitting "Send" tremblingly.

In this way, he contributed a Weibo voice to the artist of the opposite family, with [-] positive comments, and it is expected to receive thousands of views.

As a drug addict, his heart is bleeding.

Gu Zhuoli took a deep breath, and said to himself in his heart: Hold on, no matter what, you have entered the opponent's family, and there will be more benefits in the future.

"Add a WeChat account, Mr. Wu, take me to stardom." Gu Zhuoli took the initiative to show his QR code.

Wu Ruiqing hesitated when he heard the words, but nodded when he met his bright and upright eyes, "Okay."

……

Gu house.

There was a flurry of rattles and rattles coming from under the retro and luxurious bed, the snow-white lump leaned against the edge of the bed and raised its head, Doudou's eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Little London, have you eaten yet?"

The snow-white lump didn't make a sound, and nimbly rushed onto the bed, leaning on the man's thigh and lying down, with a cute face.

Gu Zhuoli looked at those pitch-black small eyes and said with a smile, "I met a good-looking man today."

He paused for a moment, then whispered again: "Quiet and elegant, with eyes like some kid doing big things in the toilet."

Little London: "?"

Gu Zhuoli touched its head, "The kid I met on the plane to London when I was a child has really good eyes. That's how you got your name, commemorating our childhood friendship when we snatched the toilet on the plane."

Little London: "..."

Gu Zhuoli thought about it and said: "I don't think this Xiao Wu is the kind of extreme fan. He is a quiet and elegant person like Shen Guan, so he should not have any hostility towards him. Pierres' new sub-brand endorsement, Shen Guan has entered the last stage It's a round of competition, so there must be no problem."

He stroked the back of Little London's head again and again, as if chatting or talking to himself, "In the ranking of the commercial value of artists of the year, Shen Guan is now the first, and Liao Shan is the second. The lemon tea under the group seems to be Look for Liao Shan to speak for him, if Shen Guan can successfully get Pierres, then give the lemon tea to Liao Shan, he is really suitable to speak for these people."

"Anyway, the commercial value of the first generation of the Pierres brand is higher, and the new brand has a new market, and the data must be good."

The phone suddenly lights up.

It was only after returning home that Wu Ruiqing suddenly remembered that Liao Shan was talking about Wangxuan's lemon tea endorsement. He happened to meet Wangxuan's chairman and he was a new fan of Liaoshan, so he came here to ask: " Has it been decided that Liao Shan will be the spokesperson for your lemon tea?"

Gu Zhuoli just finished brainwashing himself, and said generously: "I know about this, the lemon tea has basically decided, it is Liao Shan."

He paused as he spoke, "But I didn't show favoritism because he is really suitable. For people like us, chasing stars is chasing stars, and business is the most important thing. At any time, the choice of spokesperson should not be mixed with personal likes and dislikes. The most qualified person will come...I've said so much, Xiao Wu thinks so, right?"

Wu Ruiqing was intimidated by this big reasoning for a while, and said after a while: "Of course."

After half an hour.

Wu Ruiqing stood in front of the window, listening to the report from the marketing department on the phone.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and said quietly: "Then Li Ling."

"Well, don't indulge."

"Shen Guan fits well with the brand image and has a large fan base. However, his public opinion is also controversial, which may easily cause some groups to hate the brand. When entering the market, it is better to open the situation safely."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Ruiqing put down the steaming black tea in his hand, and clicked on the annual commercial value list of artists to calculate carefully.

Now No.2's Liao Shan has a total score of 87.9, and No.1's submerged irrigation is 90.4.

The younger brother is about to catch up.

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[*As long as my lover is a lovely flying flame, in my stove, slowly and happily flashing - Petofi (Hungary)]

PS: Guess what kind of duck is Little London

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