I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

When Secretary Shen was summoned and rushed over, his boss was sitting in the garden, dressed in low-key and leisurely clothes, sipping tea slowly, with a calm expression.

His gaze shifted to the side, and he was almost dazzled. The few golden trees not far away, of unknown species, were in flowering period, blooming in the morning sun, very gorgeous.

He looked down again, only to see a white cat on the grass, nestling on a beautifully shaped fruit bowl covered with a hollowed-out silver cover, the white cat nestled there, looking pitifully with him.

For some reason, five words suddenly flashed in his mind.

It's a dish.

Secretary Shen shook his head hastily, he was tired of his job, he dared to treat the boss's noble pet as a dish, he walked over and said in a low voice, "Boss, the babysitter has been arranged."

He hesitated, "The policeman named Zhuang Rui has come to look for him five times, saying that he has something to ask."

But seeing his boss put down the teacup, there was a sound that was not light or heavy, without any emotional change, but it made Secretary Shen subconsciously thump. He couldn't be angry. If he had known this matter, he would have handled it himself. But I don't like this kind of trouble.

It's just that this time he had something to do with the boss's family, so he thought about it again and again, and decided to report it, just in case.

Yan Xixiu parted her thin lips slightly, "Tell him, even his boss is not qualified to find me here."

His face was cold, and he looked no different from usual, and said indifferently, "Go and inform the dealer, take care of your own people, and if you dare to interfere in my affairs, you will take care of yourself."

Secretary Shen swallowed her saliva, she was really angry, she didn't even bother to give face to the banker, and directly threatened at the door, it seems that what was related to that person was really not a trivial matter.

He heaved a sigh of relief, thankfully he reported it, and bowed his head in a respectful reply, "Yes."

Yan Yuxiu glanced at the quiet white cat over there, and thought of its owner. Feng Ci looked at him last night with a rather depressed expression, and his eyes softened a little.

"You go back and make a report."

When he was leaving, Secretary Shen was in a daze. He almost ran into a tree when he went out. He took a step back quickly. He looked up at the sky, then looked down at the ground, stretched out his hand and slapped himself... almost cried in pain .

Oh god, what did his boss just say? ?Let him do a strategy report on how to fall in love? ? ?

Oh my God!

Like his boss, still need to fall in love? ? ?Pooh!No, the main reason is that his boss is usually too condescending, cold-blooded, ruthless, abstinent and indifferent...

What's more, as long as he nods, the people who are waiting to climb into his bed can be discharged to the Atlantic Ocean from here, without any heavy samples, so why bother to go to the trouble of falling in love?

Secretary Shen looked back subconsciously, with a complicated expression, and only one thought in her mind.

It's over, that guy named Feng Ci is really really amazing.

The little goblin who has brought disaster to the country and the people has seduced his boss into ignoring the government.

……

Fashion magazines, shooting locations.

Halfway through the filming, the person in charge suddenly called a stop, and then everyone saw a few people coming in from the door. The leader was a boy with a handsome face, a slender figure, and a faint smile on his lips.

Turning a blind eye to everyone's gaze, this person went straight to apologize to the person in charge, and then walked towards Fengci.

Feng Ci was taking the water that Xiao Chen handed over, and glanced at this man.

Song Dongling made his debut in a youth school drama last year. He has a good appearance and his popularity has skyrocketed. He heard that he has a bad temper and loves playing big names. It seems that he has some background. Of course, this sentence is Xiao Chen's guess.

This time, two people were invited as partners, one was Feng Ci, and the other was Song Dongling, but this person had not arrived, and everyone had been waiting for him for more than an hour before the shooting started.

Right now, halfway through the filming, this person came late, and the person in charge looked very ugly for a while, because it meant that half of the filming just now had to be deleted and re-shot.

"Hello," Song Dongling stood in front of Feng Ci, stretched out his hand to him in a friendly manner, and said in a relaxed tone, "It seems that I need to trouble you to stay with me for a while longer."

Feng Ci stretched out his hand and said politely, "No trouble."

Just as he was about to take back his hand, he felt the man's hand tighten, and he didn't let go. He stared straight at him with black eyes, and said with a smile in his tone, "I heard you like men?"

The voice was not low, at least the people nearby heard it, not to mention that many people were paying attention to the two of them intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Chen's face changed imperceptibly. These words obviously did not have any good intentions, especially since his brother had just experienced this. He subconsciously looked at Feng Ci, but saw Feng Ci raised his eyes and looked at him lightly. This person spat out a few words, "What does it have to do with you."

Song Dongling smiled, and his already handsome face was particularly sunny when he smiled. That's why, in the play, the cute little girls were so heartbroken that they yelled, "It has nothing to do with me," he said slowly, "I'm just Just curious."

He lowered his head and leaned close to Feng Ci's ear, speaking provocatively, "But now it seems that it's nothing more than that."

Feng Ci pursed his lips, "Really?" Although he didn't know where this person's hostility came from, he was always the type of person who would take revenge on the spot.

So, just as the man was about to straighten up, his left leg moved imperceptibly.

"⊙⊙!!!"

Accompanied by a few gasps, everyone looked at the two of them in astonishment.

Everyone watched Song Dongling take the initiative to speak in Feng Ci's ear, although he didn't know what he said, when he stood up, he suddenly lost his footing, his body tilted, and by coincidence, he fell towards Feng Ci's side , and then...it became what it is now.

Song Dongling sat on Fengci's lap, his hands still hugging him tightly, the two of them were very intimate.

etc!What else did this guy say just now?

I heard you like men?

Then throw yourself into a hug the next second? ?

Wow ⊙⊙!What a big melon!

Feng Ci pushed him away impatiently, "Sorry, I don't like you."

Yes, he was telling the truth, it is impossible for him to like a person who is inexplicably malicious when they meet for the first time.

but.

Putting this sentence in front of the scene, it is impossible not to make people think wrong! !

I heard you like men? ... Then what about me?

Sorry, I don't like you.

Wow ⊙⊙!Was it rejected so quickly? ! !

so poor……

Some girls looked at Song Dongling with a little more sympathy in their eyes, ugly rejection is not so fast!

"Fuck," Song Dongling cursed in a low voice, his face twisted slightly, "Damn you kicked me?!"

He felt his calf go numb, subconsciously stretched out his hand to rub it, and stood up. The man didn't notice the weird atmosphere around him at all, and threatened viciously, "You wait for me."

Feng Ci didn't raise his eyebrows, he looked too lazy to talk to him, Song Dongling was so angry that he almost wanted to do something, if his manager didn't happen to come over and dragged him away, he probably wouldn't be kind.

Feng Ci drank a few more sips of water before he was in the mood to ask Xiao Chen, "What does this person have to do with me?"

There is no such person in the original plot, obviously he has nothing to do with Lin Bai and his group, now there is so much hostility towards him, there is probably something wrong with it.

Xiao Chen thought about it carefully, "Except for the fact that you have overwhelmed his popularity since your debut, other things don't seem to matter."

"Go back and check."

"Yeah," Xiao Chen nodded, and asked worriedly, "Brother, what if he really has some background?"

There are people who tolerate playing big names like this, whether they have a strong background or have a backstage, neither of which can be provoked at will.

Feng Ci handed him the water glass, "Whether there is a backstage, we will know later."

"what?"

Xiao Chen didn't know why.

The filming scene that followed was, for a time, very... bad.

The photographer was going crazy, couldn't hold back his temper, and shouted at the two of them, "Can you two get closer?! The camera can't hold the two of you!"

Feng Ci turned his head and glanced, feeling very wronged, "I didn't move."

It is still the designed position and the original posture.

On the other hand, Song Dongling was almost a thousand miles away from him.

The cameraman immediately turned his gun to Song Dongling, and after a long conversation, he finally said, "I think your design is unreasonable," he pointed at Feng Ci, "I should change it with him."

This change is not the center of gravity of the camera, because the two people are wearing different clothes, and they both need to be shown. He means to change positions.

Because from just now, Feng Ci has been sitting, or leaning, or leaning, with his neckline open incongruously, with a naughty smile on his lips, as comfortable as he looks.

Seeing Song Dongling was extremely upset.

Feng Ci was resting his hand on the back of the chair, and when he heard the words, he glanced at him and suddenly realized, "Oh, I forgot, you are old, weak, sick and disabled now."

With a movement of his hand, he turned the chair around, as if he wanted to give up his seat to Song Dongling.

Song Dongling was just about to refuse, and when the crowd coldly refuted his face, the man sat on it himself, and said kindly to the photographer, "Why don't you take another chair."

Song Dongling, "..."

Others present, "..."

Xiao Chen, "...poof," is something his brother would do.

If you don't like it, you won't give it a good face in person.

Song Dongling clenched his fists, "I want your chair."

Feng Ci remained motionless, "Are you three years old?"

"Don't care if I'm three years old or not, just start driving for me."

"Mentally handicapped children under the age of three are not within the scope of my services."

"Who says who is a mentally handicapped child?!"

"Whoever takes the right seat is the one."

……

……

Everyone looked at the two of them in silence and bewilderment, momentarily confused about what the situation was now.

Let's say I hate it, it looks like it, this faintly hostile aura makes people nervous unconsciously, but well, there is no fight.

Don't hate it, it's pretty hard to hate people.

Until the photographer shouted, "Okay," he beckoned, "How about coming over and taking a look?"

Song Dongling was stunned for a moment, seeing Feng Ci stretched his waist, he really passed by, so he also walked over.

"The previous theme of brothers was not very attractive," the photographer said to the person in charge. "Look at this kind of rivalry, the tense and exciting atmosphere, and you will feel more."

As he spoke, he flipped through a few sheets and showed them to them.

The person in charge nodded, "It's really good."

"This is still Feng Ci's suggestion just now," the photographer looked at Feng Ci with a smile in his eyes, "He said that if there is a quarrel or a fight, you can take pictures nearby."

"..."

This proposal really has no idol baggage at all.

Feng Ci asked lazily, "It's almost there."

He has already taken a lot of solo ones, and the two-person ones should be almost the same just now.

After being affirmed, Feng Ci went to change clothes, and Song Dongling next to him was completely ignored by him.

When he came out after changing clothes, he was blocked by this man.

There was no one else in the room, just the two of them, Feng Ci leaned against the door, "What's the matter with you?"

Song Dongling looked cold, "Why, don't you remember me?"

Feng Ci looked him up and down, "Should I remember you?"

He must have never seen this person.

Song Dongling stepped forward and grabbed his collar, his tone was suppressed, "You really have a good memory."

Feng Ci slapped his hand away, and said impatiently, "Speak up if you have something to do, and get out if you have nothing to do."

Song Dongling looked at him coldly for a while, then turned around and left without saying a word.

……baffling.