In the office lobby of Huo's Film and Television Company, Wang Zuoren stared blankly at the Weibo backstage page with tears on his face.

On Weibo, pessimistic fans were crying and shouting overwhelmingly: "Shen Shen, don't die."

There are also Internet celebrities and bastard fans who are seeking attention on the Internet. They gather around the downstairs of Huo's Private Hospital, taking photos and checking in for live broadcasts, sucking deep "human blood and steamed buns".

What's more, some fans who were deeply in love began to place white candles in uninhabited corners, wore white lace wedding dresses, and held red roses in their hands, saying that they wanted to "marry" Huo Yanshen.

Before this happened, Wang Zuoren would have gone crazy. He would jump on his feet and keep making announcements, issuing notices, calling the legal department, calling the police...

He would even open a trumpet and go to the sea to chat with the trolls himself, "With your beauty, how dare you have such deep thoughts?!"

But now, Wang Zuoren is just crying silently in front of the computer, a man who doesn't shed tears easily. He was a big man with a beard, crying in front of the computer, and it was really embarrassing to tell him.

But he couldn't help it, he couldn't control himself. Something happened deeply, and he felt more uncomfortable than if something happened to him. Deeply unconscious, he felt like his heart was empty and full of confusion about the future.

Wang Zuoren is 6 years older than Shen Shen. Before he was 10 years old, he had a low self-esteem and lived in the servant's room of the Huo family's mansion.

Until he met Shen Shen, who was as sunny as a prince at the age of 4 and was cured.

Wang Zuoren's life after the age of 10 was surrounded by Huo Yanshen. His life, studies, career, and all the focuses of his life depended on Huo Yanshen.

He once felt that such a future was also very good, and he could embrace the light forever.

But now the light is gone... The bright sunshine is lying alone on the hospital bed, even if you cry and curse, you won't wake up.

Such confusion, such confusion, shattered him. Without Huo Yanshen, Wang Zuoren felt that he was nothing - he was not the senior Chinese broker with hundreds of millions of assets, he was just the older son of a widowed housekeeper...

"Deep, I'm really not used to being without you..." Wang Zuoren wiped his face with his hands, covered his eyes, and refused to put them down for a long time.

The employees around him looked at each other in confusion. In the past few days, they had tried to persuade and coax. After hearing this, Manager Wang would wave his hands and say: "I got it." But people became more and more silent.

The first and second leaders of Huo's Pictures, one is lying on the hospital bed, uncertain about his life or death, and the other is increasingly depressed...

The employees are very worried and panicked, and many people secretly think, "Can the company survive? We should leave as soon as conditions permit."

"Peng!" A loud kick sounded, and Liu Nuannuan kicked open the door to the top floor office of Huo's Pictures with a heavy blow.

"Ah Ren, wake up! Qiao Qiao and Shen Shen are getting married. Get up and dress up to be the best man!"

Lin Xinjue poked his head out from behind Liu Nuannuan and saw Lao Wang with a dejected look on his face, running over to pull him away.

Wang Zuoren: "What did you say?!" [Am I hallucinating? 】

All the employees said in unison: "What did you say?!"

Lin Xin felt elated and looked down on him for a week, "How is it? Are you envious? I tell you, it's useless for you to be envious. Shen Shen has already agreed that I am the chief best man!"

Wang Zuoren jumped up on the ergonomic chair, grabbed Lin Xinjue's collar, and shook him as hard as shaking lice, "Now I'm not talking about the best man or not, I'm asking if Shen Shen is awake! Ahhhhhh Ah!

You are almost killing me! Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! "

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