Vicious male mate raises cubs online

By the time Rong Sheng, who was sitting in the CEO's office, found out about Tan Qing accepting bribes and replacing the male number two, it was already time to get off work.

It was only after Ji Yanxiu's brokerage company personally sent a lawyer to make up the investment of 1000 million yuan that he found out.

then.

After less than an hour.

The entire Shengjing Entertainment, from senior assistants to project directors, to Auntie Cleaning, knew that Mr. Rong, who had never lost his temper since taking over as CEO, became angry and went into a rage.

Tan Qing and Zhao Cong stood in front of Rong Sheng's desk in a row, like elementary school students who haven't finished their homework.

Rong Sheng threw the termination contract sent by the producer on the table, and said with a smirk: "Awesome, you two. Are you awesome? Let the second male lead out behind my back? How can you be so capable?" Why don't you go straight to the red carpet?"

Zhao Cong has been in the circle for so long, and he has no other skills, and his ability to throw blame is first-rate.

He reached out and was about to pinch Tan Qing who was standing beside him: "You agreed to Ji Yanxiu's invitation, why don't you hurry up and explain to President Rong!"

Tan Qing swiftly and dexterously avoided Zhao Cong's big fat hand, frowned, and said unhappily: "Move away, you have pinched me twice at the dining table just now."

Zhao Cong's hand, which was about to do violence, stopped in mid-air in embarrassment, so he had to retract it and wipe his trouser leg: "Oh, isn't that afraid that you will talk nonsense in front of Ji Yanxiu?"

Tan Qing shrugged her nose and ignored him.

Zhao Cong touched Tan Qing's nose, and looked at Rong Sheng bravely.

He grinned, and stammered: "Mr. Rong, please don't misunderstand, this is really what Tan Qing himself agreed to! I'm just going to accompany you. Besides..."

Rong Sheng interrupted Zhao Cong straightforwardly: "Okay, pack your things and get out."

Zhao Cong was stunned for a while, and didn't even adjust his expression for a while: "Mr. Rong..."

The corner of Rong Sheng's mouth twitched, and he said unhurriedly: "I mean, you don't have to continue to be Tan Qing's agent, you are fired. Go to the finance department to pay three months' salary, and then get out, understand? "

Zhao Cong was instantly dumbfounded.

There was still a flattering smile on his greasy face. At this moment, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, like rotten pork belly, with a disgusting taste.

Zhao Cong's eyes changed again and again, and finally he said ruthlessly: "Mr. Rong, what do you mean? I was an old man in the company when your father was in office. If you fire me like this, you are not afraid of your father's side. Confession?"

"Explain?"

The smile on the corner of Rong Sheng's mouth turned chilly, "Zhao Cong, you are really worthy of your name. Is it interesting to use my father to suppress me every time?"

Zhao Cong's pride was all written on his face, and he put on a face and said, "How can you say it's interesting? It stands to reason that you are naturally in charge of Shengjing Entertainment now, but you have to take care of the face of the old chairman." Or else the heart of the old man in the company will be chilled..."

"What are you? Are you worthy of chilling other people's hearts?"

It seemed that his patience had been exhausted, Rong Sheng called his special assistant to come in, "Irene, take Zhao Cong to the finance department to pay three months' salary, and then go to the manpower to go through the resignation procedures."

Rong Sheng knocked on the table, and specifically told Irene, "Remember, let the security watch him leave the company gate, and then post the resignation notice of his dismissal on the company's employee website."

Irene glanced at Zhao Cong: "Okay, Mr. Rong, how long does it take to make an announcement?"

"How long..."

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It will be announced for a month, and everyone in the industry must know - he was fired."

Although the headhunters in the circle are in different companies, they are basically connected with each other.

Zhao Cong was swept out of the house by Shengjing Entertainment in such a state of embarrassment, his life would definitely not be easy in the future.

Even if I can find the next job, I have to talk about it.

Seeing that Rong Sheng didn't leave any room for turning around, Zhao Cong completely changed his face.

He didn't dare to speak harsh words to Rong Sheng, so he could only poach Tan Qing viciously: "You wait! When you get tired of being played by President Rong, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing blinked, raised her hand and waved at Zhao Cong like a beckoning cat: "Congratulations for being laid off, hehehe."

Zhao Cong: "..."

The fat on Zhao Cong's face trembled from anger, and he followed the special assistant, Miss Irene, away.

Only Rong Sheng and Tan Qing were left in the office.

Tan Qing moved to the front of the desk with small steps, and took out her mobile phone obediently.

Then he moved closer to Rong Sheng, lowered his voice, and looked like he was going to make a dirty deal: "Mr. Rong, is there any interest on the 60 I owe?"

Rong Sheng turned his head to the side, Tan Qing's smooth and white skin was close at hand.

Unlike other artists in the company who need to use heavy foundation to cover blemishes, Tan Qing's skin seems to be naturally good.

It's so good that people want to leave a few not-so-pure traces on it.

Rong Sheng brought the coffee on the table and drank a couple of sips, and the corners of his mouth curled up after his throat was not so dry: "How much is it for killing Ji Yanxiu?"

Tan Qing made a gesture to Rong Sheng, and opened his mouth without changing his face and heartbeat: "60!"

Rong Sheng glanced at him: "You can even ask for 100 million from He Mingyu, but I will believe that you only want 60 from Ji Yanxiu?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing lowered her head and said honestly, "Okay, I asked for 100 million."

Rong Sheng: "Really?"

Tan Qing promised: "Really! Lie to you, I am not human!"

It is indeed very sincere.

Pretty touching promise.

Rong Sheng thought for a few seconds, let Tan Qing go, and asked casually, "Where's your son?"

Tan Qing quickly allocated the remaining 50 yuan into her small treasury, and then said with wrinkled eyebrows: "At He Mingyu's house, the part-time auntie is taking care of him."

Rong Sheng nodded, took out a USB flash drive from the desk drawer and pushed it to Tan Qing: "By the way, this is the complete script just sent by the producer. You can read it when you go back."

He paused, and then said, "I just rolled my eyes a few times. Although the male third in this play doesn't have many roles, they can perform well. But... you are willing to give up the second male to take the third male, really Is it because you have a good relationship with Ran Anluo?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Wow, this question is very profound.

Tan Qing naturally wouldn't tell the truth, so she rolled her eyes round: "Yes, yes, after all, we were teammates before."

Rong Sheng pinched the tip of Tan Qing's nose, and said, seemingly genuinely, "Although you and he are both artists of Shengjing Entertainment, for Lao He's sake, I remind you to be careful with him. Be careful to count the money for others when it is sold.”

That's for sure.

If he wasn't paying attention, he and the little cub at home would have been together long ago.

Tan Qing curled her lips: "I know, I know. I'm going to get off work soon, Mr. Rong, I'm going to the finance department to pay my liquidated damages."

"No need, He Mingyu settled all the expenses for you two days ago."

Rong Sheng pointed to the sofa next to him, and raised the corners of his lips, "Sit there and wait for me, I'll take you back after work. By the way, take the toys I bought for your son yesterday."

Tan Qing: "..."

If the age gap is not too large.

Tan Qing also wanted to be called Rong Sheng's father.

After loading the last box of toys into the trunk, Tan Qing sat in the car sadly, and looked back at the toys several times during the process.

Rong Sheng fastened his seat belt and turned his head: "What are you looking at?"

Tan Qing sighed faintly, and said philosophically, "I'm watching a childhood full of money."

Rong Sheng was amused, and took a brown paper bag from the back of the car, handed it to Tan Qing and said, "Here, you and Tan Jiji's paternity test results, I went to the police station to get it back this morning."

Tan Qing uninterestedly rolled the paper bag into a tube and used it to support her chin for playing.

Rong Shengrao said with interest: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Tan Qing shook his head.

what to see.

They all have small tails, so they must be their own.

Ugh.

worry.

Rong Sheng drove the car out of the underground garage, and moved a little along the crowded road during the rush hour.

After moving for half an hour.

Tan Qing saw a small hardware store on the side road with sharp eyes.

He immediately patted Rong Sheng's arm: "There, there! Can you stop by the side? I'm going to buy a sack!"

Rong Sheng asked, "What do you buy sacks for?"

Tan Qing turned her face and explained very seriously: "Of course it works! Zhao Cong pinched me twice at the dinner table today, and I'm going to beat him up. I just checked the time, and this time is just right!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng's suave smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and then fell into silence.

This silence lasted until Tan Qing got out of the car, ran into the small hardware store, and ran back happily holding a dirty sack, and then sat back in Rong Sheng's Maybach sports car with the sack in his arms. inside.

Tan Qingzai carefully folded the big sack into a square tofu cube, put it in the pocket behind his buttocks, and smiled brightly at Rong Sheng, "Let's go!"

Rong Sheng: "..."

In these days, it is very rare to suffocate people with sacks and then beat them up violently.

At least Rong Sheng has never seen this kind of revenge in recent years.

What's more, this method was proposed by Tan Qing.

The night in City J came very early.

At around six o'clock in the evening, the entire sky had already darkened.

Rong Sheng parked the car in the destination community, and chose the farthest parking space from Zhao Cong's home address.

Then they got out of the car together with the sneaky Tan Qing.

Although Rong Sheng is not usually a serious person, things in the love field never stop.

But since he graduated from elementary school... he hasn't done such a sneaky thing.

Rong Sheng's expression was complicated.

It became more complicated until Tan Qing, who was walking in front, turned around and handed over a hat and mask.

The two walked a few steps forward, Rong Sheng couldn't help asking: "Qingqing, you have actually planned for a long time?"

Tan Qing's eyes flickered, and she said modestly: "It hasn't been too long, it was just decided today."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Then you are really skilled...

Tan Qing brought Rong Sheng to a stop behind a pillar in the parking lot, and said very professionally: "He has to go home from here every day, and he will be here in 10 minutes. Hide here, the camera will take pictures." Not here."

Rong Sheng: "..."

After less than 10 minutes, Zhao Cong's car drove in.

The fat man parked the car, then took out his briefcase, and walked out while talking on the phone.

He seemed to have quarreled with the person on the other end of the phone after he had said a few words, and the flesh on his face trembled more and more violently.

Tan Qing saw the timing and rushed out when Zhao Cong was about to pass the pillar.

He pulled away the sack and covered his head, then quickly tied a knot, and nimbly pulled him back behind the pillar.

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was stunned.

Tan Qing is also very particular about the basic law when beating people, she is very polite and does not greet her face, and she also avoids the most important third way for men.

In short, the hands are heavy, and they pick the places that are painful and have a lot of flesh.

At first, Zhao Cong could swear a few harsh words, but after being beaten until he screamed, he stopped swearing, almost crying.

Tan Qing kicked him on the other side, stepped on Zhao Cong's fat buttocks with his little black leather boots, and threatened, "Don't move! If you move, I'll cut you, little Jiji!"

Zhao Cong was so frightened that he stretched out his hand to cover his penis, crying and rolling over, "I won't move! I won't move! I won't call the police! Please don't hit me!"

Tan Qing: "..."

Such a big old man.

Really worthless.

Tan Qing's crime was over, and she quickly dragged Rong Sheng away.

The two ran all the way to the car.

The door is closed.

Tan Qing took off the disposable mask and hat, and exhaled white air: "Oh, it's so cool! It's like beating meat buns."

Probably due to lack of exercise, and just running vigorously.

A few wisps of sweat broke out on Tan Qing's smooth forehead, which slid down the beautiful curve of the forehead little by little, and wet the hair on the temples.

Those eyes, which were already very beautiful, seemed to be stained with the moonlight at night along the way, making them look more soft and charming.

When looking over, it looks like a seductive spirit.

Rong Sheng took two wipes from the paper box: "Wipe off your sweat, are you tired?"

Tan Qingyang smiled: "Thank you, thank you, I'm so kind to you!"

Rong Sheng's gaze stayed on Tan Qing's upturned nose for a long time, and finally moved away.

Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything else, but reversed the car from the parking lot and drove towards He Mingyu's house.

At night, the road was finally much calmer.

After Tan Qing wiped her face and hands, she played with the wet tissue for a while, then looked at Rong Sheng boredly: "Why don't you talk?"

On the side of the traffic lights, Rong Sheng stopped the car.

He seemed to have thought about it for a long time just now, and suddenly said: "Tan Qing, Tan Jiji is indeed He Mingyu's biological son, right?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing didn't expect that Rong Sheng would suddenly talk to him about this issue.

He rubbed his face with a headache, and said slowly: "I think it's his own, but He Mingyu said the test results showed it was not."

Rong Sheng said: "Then have you checked the result yourself?"

Tan Qing was puzzled: "Huh?"

Rong Sheng shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, I just think that you and He Mingyu should be more cautious about this kind of issue... Get out of the car, we are here."

Tan Qing let out an "oh", watched Rong Sheng take out all the children's toys from the trunk, and carried them upstairs.

He Mingyu's house is quite big, especially the living room with floor-to-ceiling windows, which is even more spacious and square.

Probably because she was afraid that Tan Qing would be unreliable with children, and that Tan Jiji would bump into each other in the house.

Before one big and one small moved in last night, He Mingyu had arranged for workers to wrap all the corners of the furniture in the house with foam, and even the floor was covered with thick carpets.

It is soft and very comfortable to step on.

In the hallway, Rong Sheng unpacked the toys bought for the kid one by one from the packaging box, ranging from children's toy cars to children's watches.

Tan Qing hugged her knees and squatted beside her, her eyes were extremely red.

At the end of the dismantling, Rong Sheng took out a fluffy little yellow duck from the box.

When the finger is pressed, the little yellow duck grunts.

Rong Sheng squeezed it a few times with great interest, and then smiled at Tan Qing: "Fun?"

Tan Qing nodded sincerely and longingly.

Rong Sheng put the little yellow duck back into his pocket: "It's for my son."

Tan Qing: "..."

Ah.

the man.

It just so happened that the part-time worker came out of the bedroom with Tan Jiji in her arms, met the two people standing at the entrance, and came over to say hello: "Mr. Tan, Mr. Rong."

Tan Qing gave her a guilty smile: "Isn't the brat annoying?"

The part-time worker shook his head: "Mr. Tan, what are you talking about? Your son is very good, just like you, he loves to laugh."

Tan Qing immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, she is quite fond of giggling."

Part-time worker: "..."

Rong Sheng stretched out his arms from behind Tan Qing, and said to the clock worker, "Go and do it, I'll hug you."

The part-time worker's gaze focused on Rong Sheng and Tan Qing for a few seconds, and he was sure that Tan Qing was really unreliable, so he put the little boy into Rong Sheng's arms very cooperatively.

Although it has been two or three days since the last time we met.But Tan Jiji, this silly cub, may have a strong ability to identify rich and handsome guys.

When he saw Rong Sheng, he immediately raised the corner of his mouth, clapped his palms and shouted sweetly: "Rake, rake!"

Rong Sheng was very happy, and turned his head to show off to Tan Qing: "Did you hear that? He calls me daddy every time."

Tan Qing was expressionless: "Forget it, I have always suspected that the rich and beautiful male creatures are his father."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Since he was changed from the part-time worker's arms to Rong Sheng's, the crotch-opening pants on Tanjiji's body were twisted into a spiral shape.

When Rong Sheng hugged him up, he accidentally rubbed against the corner of his clothes twice, and the fabric on the buttocks of the twisted little crotch pants parted to the left and right, revealing the shy little jiji of the little boy.

Tan Qing, who was standing aside watching the excitement, looked curiously, and stretched out her claws, ready to poke Tan Chiji's delicate little Chi Chi a couple of times.

Rong Sheng hurriedly pulled up Tan Jiji's crotchless pants, and pressed Tan Qing's hand by the way: "This is your son, not a toy."

Tan Qing withdrew her hand aggrieved, and whispered: "You humans are really particular."

Like they are foxes, they occasionally lick each other's dicks.

Rong Sheng took out the little duck that had just been put in his pocket, pinched it with his fingers a few times, and the duck immediately started quacking.

It was the first time for the little boy to see this kind of toy, and he sat up straight on his calm arms excitedly, and stretched out his arms thumpingly to catch the little yellow duck.

While catching and returning, he fawned on Rong Sheng in a foxy manner, and said in a soft and sticky voice, "Rake, rake! Rake!"

"The baby is so cute."

Rong Sheng rewarded the little yellow duck to Tan Jiji, put him on the thick carpet, got up and said to Tan Qing, "I have greeted Director Cheng Ye, if you have anything you don't understand, just ask him. Are you nervous about filming once?"

Tan Qing shook his head sincerely.

The corner of Rong Sheng's mouth twitched: "Come on, I guess you're not nervous. If He Mingyu doesn't come back tonight, what are your plans?"

Tan Qing, who made a net profit of 24 million in less than 150 hours today, naturally has many plans.

For example, after getting rich in situ.

He immediately wanted to go to the wine and drink a few more glasses of the wine he drank a few days ago.

But in order to prevent him from going to sue He Mingyu after telling Rong Sheng——

Tan Qing put a seal on her mouth: "Eat, take a shower, and sleep."

Rong Sheng lowered his head slightly, and leaned closer to Tan Qing: "Oh? I've slaughtered so much money from that idiot Ji Yanxiu today, don't you want to drink secretly?"

Tan Qing said firmly: "I won't go."

Rong Sheng showed a meaningful smirk: "Okay, then I will go by myself."

Tan Qing: "..."

no no no!Strong man, stop!

Tan Qing was about to change her words when Rong Sheng's cell phone rang.

Tan Qing remembered that this ringtone should be the ringtone of Rong Sheng's cell phone for work, but this cell phone seldom rings after work.

Unless there are special circumstances.

Just like now.

Rong Sheng picked up the phone: "Irene?"

On the other end of the phone, the voice of Rong Sheng's special assistant came out: "Mr. Rong, the official blog of "Xuanwu" has just announced the final casting of actors. The second male actor, Ran Anluo, and the third male actor have also decided on Tan Qing."

Rong Sheng turned on the handset on the phone, and signaled Tan Qing to go over and listen: "Didn't you know this a long time ago. Is there anything else?"

Irene said: "The company's reporting hotline has been blown up, and Ran Anluo's fans frantically reported Tan Qing's relationship with her thigh, climbing on the bed and bringing money into the group. They also said..."

Rong Sheng said, "What did you say?"

Irene: "Talk about Tanqing being able to have this role because of Ran Anluo's blessing, and talk about Tanqing's popularity with Ran Anluo. Because both of them are artists in the company, let me ask you from the public relations department, do you need water? military?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Tan Qing: "..."

Rong Sheng glanced at Tan Qing, who was searching for something on the screen of the counterfeit phone with his head buried.

"Use Shengjing Entertainment's official blog to post a clarification."

Rong Sheng thought for a few seconds, and said bluntly, "Report the content before posting to me, and buy a headline hot search after posting."

"Okay, Mr. Rong, I'll do it now."

Rong Sheng hung up the phone, turned his head, and found that Tan Qing was still knocking and knocking on something: "Tan Qing, what are you doing?"

Tan Qing struggled to look away from the legal clauses, and replied, "Am I breaking the law by cannibalism?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng walked over and patted Tan Qing on the back lightly: "Don't be angry, this circle is like this, fans are arguing every day, so don't take it too seriously."

Tan Qing nodded disappointedly.

Cannibalism is a crime.

It doesn't work to eat living people directly.

Humans are really strict...

Tan Qing shut herself up.

He sat himself in a small ball in the corner, thought pitifully for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "Rong Sheng, when we ran out of the parking lot just now, did you remember to grab the sack?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng promptly dissuaded Tan Qing from this dangerous idea: "Qingqing, you can end up beating up Zhao Cong. If you go and beat up Ran Anluo, there are security guards around him."

Tan Qing blinked her eyes: "It's okay, those security guards combined can't beat me."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng sat down beside Tan Qing: "But if you are found out, you will be arrested by the police. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing let out a long breath, and very smoothly grabbed Tan Jiji from the carpet by the nape of his neck, and rubbed it like a cat.

The silly Tan Jiji thought that Tan Qing was playing with him, his round body didn't resist, and he obediently let his dad bully him, the duckling in his hand cooed along with him.

And He Mingyu's video call happened to be dialed in at this time.

Tan Qing stopped her movements, took out her phone very obediently, and turned on the video.

The background sound on the other end of He Mingyu's video was very noisy, and the lighting conditions were not very good.

He seemed to adjust his angle, and said helplessly, "Are you kidding me again?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing categorically denied: "There is no such thing!"

He Mingyu glanced to the side: "Why is Rong Sheng here?"

Tan Qing straightened Tan Jiji's posture with a guilty conscience, and then said: "I took his ride back from get off work on the way back."

Rong Sheng hadn't seen He Mingyu for a while since the last drink, so he took Tan Qing's words and said, "How is your family? Can the old man hold on?"

He Mingyu shook his head slightly.

Rong Sheng sighed and said: "Suddenly, now your uncle, second uncle and third uncle are all coming to your door, is it difficult to deal with?"

He Mingyu showed no expression, and said with a normal expression: "It's getting late, you should go home."

Rong Sheng: "???"

Rong Sheng was speechless for a moment, and said in disbelief: "He Mingyu, did I hear you right? Are you driving me away?"

He Mingyu raised the Patek Philippe on his wrist to look at the time: "It's past nine o'clock, and it's time for Tan Qing and the child to go to bed."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng held his heart in place, "Brother, I'm really hurt."

He Mingyu didn't leave him any more eyes, and said directly to Tan Qing: "And Tan Jiji sleeps at night and locks the door. The part-time workers will be there 24 hours a day...don't tell the children scary fairy tales before going to bed. I'll buy it." I bought a storybook and put it on the bedside in the children's room."

Tan Qing was also injured: "Anyway, you also dislike me telling stories to the bastard, why don't you just buy a storytelling machine?"

He Mingyu coldly rejected Tan Qing's request: "The teacher in the parent-child training basic class said that bedtime stories are a very good way of communication between parents and children, and they are very important."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing crossed her legs and stroked the logic in this sentence, and gave He Mingyu an admiring look: "Hey, I didn't go to the parent-child course you signed up for me, and you went by yourself in the end?"

He Mingyu: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly became dangerous.

Rong Sheng immediately got up and said goodbye: "Let's go, let's talk. Tan Qing, remember to read the script, you don't need to stand up to see me off."

Tan Qing hugged Tan Jiji in her arms, sat on the carpet with her buttocks firm, and had no intention of leaving: "Oh..."

Wait until the room is quiet again.

He Mingyu asked, "What did you do today?"

Tan Qing faced the camera honestly, and said with a smile: "Play with Tan Jiji at home."

He Mingyu calmly said, "Go to see Ji Yanxiu?"

Tan Qing: "..."

He Mingyu said: "We even had dinner together and turned off Weibo, why?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing was angry: "Why why? Then why isn't Tan Jiji your son?!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's expressionless face finally showed a little tiredness.

He sighed softly, and eased his tone: "Tan Qing..."

Tan Qing put Tan Jiji's small face in front of the camera, and said angrily: "Don't talk, don't talk! The little fat boy is sleepy, I'll take him to sleep, goodbye!"

He Mingyu: "..."

The video call was swiped and turned off.

He Mingyu sat there for a while, and another call came in on his mobile phone.

Rong Sheng called.

He Mingyu picked up the phone: "Yes."

Rong Sheng drove the car: "Well, what, are you done with Tan Qing?"

He Mingyu: "Yes."

Rong Sheng: "...argued?"

He Mingyu: "Yes."

Rong Sheng: "Fuck! Well, I won't serve you anymore."

He Mingyu skipped two more words: "What's the matter?"

Rong Sheng: "Did you know that Ji Yanxiu and Tan Qing met?"

He Mingyu finally talked more: "Ran Anluo saved Ji Yanxiu's younger brother, you shouldn't have chosen this play for Tan Qing."

Rong Sheng was stunned: "Is there another problem? Brother?"

He Mingyu: "Yes."

Rong Sheng: "Fuck, how can I know these things behind it? Besides, web dramas with good directors and productions don't drop every day. So what should we do now?"

Someone around He Mingyu called him in to burn paper, and he nodded slightly: "It's hard to say whether this drama will last until the day it enters the group."

Rong Sheng asked: "What do you mean? There is a problem with funds?"

He Mingyu didn't elaborate, he stood up and said casually: "One more thing, are you praising that Ran Anluo recently?"

Rong Sheng cursed, pulled over and stopped the car: "Fucking praise, does a newcomer need the praise of the whole company?"

He Mingyu said: "I sent someone to investigate him, it's very interesting."

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Hehe, what's the matter?"

He Mingyu said: "The surveillance camera at the intersection where Ji Chen's brother had a car accident was wiped, but two days ago, the original video of this surveillance was sent to my email."

"and then?"

"The surveillance shows that Ran Anluo has been waiting there since 10 minutes ago."

"... Awesome!"

Rong Sheng patted his thigh, "It's a shame to be an artist!"

He Mingyu's tone was as cold as ever: "There's nothing else, hang up."

Rong Sheng's originally high enthusiasm for gossip was drained completely.

Not only is the heart cold, but also the heart is soaring: "..."

One second before the indifferent He Mingyu was about to hang up the phone.

Rong Sheng stopped him suddenly: "He Mingyu!"

He Mingyu said: "What else?"

Rong Sheng pulled the handbrake of the sports car, and took out a cigarette from his clothes.

He lit a cigarette: "Tell me the truth, you don't want Tan Qing to make that drama, is it because of the mess between Ran Anluo and Ji Yanxiu, or is it because you are worried about Tan Qing and Ji Yanxiu..."

"Bye."

"Hey, hey, don't, don't! Don't ask, don't ask!"

Rong Sheng shut up in time, "Have I asked you something in my own name?!"

"Say."

"There are two bears in the woods who have been brothers for many years. One day, one of the bears found a pot of honey hidden in a cave. This pot of honey is a rare delicacy in the world, but it is only enough for one bear. Enjoy. If you tell another bear, he will lose the pot of honey."

Cigarette smoke billowed from the open driver's window.

Rong Sheng smiled and asked, "Old He, do you think this bear should tell the other bear the secret of this pot of honey?"

The author has something to say: Small Theater, Tan Qingqing: I am blind and seductive, secretly save black-hearted money, and even put a green hat on He Mingyu's head, but I know that I am a good fox.

He Mingyu: ...

He Mingyu: Wait for me, I'll kill my other Xiong brothers first.