Interstellar entertainment desert? best producer shot

"Actually, your employers are very good-tempered." After listening to Yi Sheng's complaints, my friend said subconsciously.

Yi Sheng was stunned for a moment, "No...it seems...you are right."

Yi Sheng thought about it and realized that his two careless employers were really good-tempered.

If those two people were messing around, insisting that there was something wrong with the laxative given by Yi Sheng, and then prescribed it to Yi Sheng, there would be nothing Yi Sheng could do to them.

But they didn't do that, which made Yi Sheng feel a little better about them.

"You can tell me a lot every week." My friend laughed: "It's like listening to stories, it's really interesting."

Yi Sheng drooped his head and said helplessly: "I'm even a little used to this kind of life. It's terrible...Am I being assimilated?"

"It's okay, although you often get woken up in the middle of the night...but you don't actually go to bed that early, right?" The friend curled his lips, "Besides, you said you have almost nothing to do during the day...isn't this equivalent to working the night shift? "

"Why don't you introduce me there?" My friend said jokingly: "It just so happens that we have a 50-50 split, so one person can spend the whole day."

"I guess not." Yi Sheng shrugged, "Because..."

Yi Sheng still remembered that not long after Zadao Zongcai and Su Lima fell ill, their parents came to the manor to visit them.

"Oh! My child." The beautiful woman who wished she could turn herself into a gem and go out exaggeratedly raised her red lips and said in a gentle voice: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mommy." Sulima replied, "I'm just a little sick."

"The in-laws are here too?" Zongcai's mother stepped in and walked in slowly, "Zongcai, why does this huge manor only have so many doors? If you don't have any money, ask your dad for reimbursement. Don't feel wronged. Own."

Yi Sheng hid in the corner and complained: So setting up so many doors is really a hobby unique to you rich people?

"It's good now, Mom." Badao Zongcai said coldly: "Where is Xiao Cao? Didn't he come with him?"

"He said he was going on a graduation trip with Bai Hua, so he didn't come to see you." The rice-pulling mother held her husband's arm and raised her head proudly, "How is your illness? Let me tell you... you should Dr. Xu brought me here, and the level of graduates I can find is definitely not good..."

Yi Sheng's face became dry when he heard this. In a sense, what Zongcai's mother said was right. This time it was indeed Yi Sheng's problem.

"No need." Ba Dao Zongcai interrupted his mother's nagging and said solemnly: "It's better to let Dr. Xu stay and take care of you and dad. That way I feel more at ease."

The rice-pulling mother smiled happily: "You are a filial child..."

Mother Su was too lazy to look at the beautiful scene of Ba Dao Zongcai's family being in love with each other. She took Su Lima's hand and said, "Baby, if Ba Dao Zongcai treats you badly, let's get divorced. Anyway, your brother and your dad can do it too." I will support you for a lifetime.”

Sulima shook her head and said comfortingly: "Mom, Zong Cai and I have a good relationship. Don't worry."

Mother Su looked at Sulima suspiciously, "Really? I can't see it."

Su Lima, "Really! Zong Cai is very good to me..."

Father Su and Father Badao looked at each other and sighed calmly.

"...Do you really not need Dr. Xu? What about Dr. Song?" Pulling the Rice Mother asked without giving up: "That student looks unreliable... Do you want to think about it again?"

"No, I'm just interested in Yi Sheng's ability." Badao Zongcai replied, "It's enough to have him. There's no need to recruit so many doctors."

Squatting in the corner and counting mushrooms Yisheng:! ! ! Touched by starry eyes.jpg

In response to these words, Yi Sheng's work enthusiasm increased a lot in the next few days... although it still waned after five days.

"I see, it seems that you want to shoulder the other person's expectations of you." My friend said thoughtfully, "That's good, it means your job is stable."

Yi Sheng said sheepishly: "I don't know where the young master got his confidence...but I can't let him down."

"By the way..." a friend asked casually: "How are Wu Ma and Guan Jia doing recently? Did they get a salary increase?"

"It's increased." Yi Sheng twitched his lips, "It is said that because of the laxative I gave, all the staff in the manor got a raise that night, so Wu Ma and Guan Jia treated me to meals for a week. "

"Oh? How many employees were working that night?" asked my friend.

"Three, including me." Yi Sheng replied.

Friend: "Let me tell you, brother, how much have you earned?"

"...I don't know either." In the distrustful eyes of his friends, Yi Sheng explained: "Because I don't know how much the bonus is."

"Okay." My friend felt a little regretful, "Don't forget about your brothers after you make money!"

"Maybe?" Yi Sheng replied jokingly.

My friend sneered: "Just you? You just want to retire... I really don't know what you want to do when you retire..."

"I want to buy a small house, raise a small animal, and then eat and wait until death." Yi Sheng said honestly: "Occasionally I play games and watch TV series, and I can also go out for exercise when I have time."

(Note: According to the average life span of interstellar people, Yi Sheng’s savings must be very high to retire at the age of thirty.)

"This is my dream life... but it would be more fulfilling if I had a wife and children." The friend chuckled, "You should find one anytime."

"Let's talk about it." Yi Sheng replied nonchalantly: "Let it go, and I don't want to pay more for someone's pension."

Friend: "... Just be alone!"

……

The bright light fell on the woman's delicate face, and people passing by stopped to watch.

Wu Ma didn't care about the sight of others and took a nap in the garden peacefully.

Guan Jia was wearing a tuxedo, and his long knuckles covered with white gloves pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

"Are you done?"

The flat tone without any emotion inexplicably gave people a great sense of oppression.

Everyone who was staring at Wu Ma just now looked away and focused on the matter at hand.

"...Wake up." Guan Jia patted Wu's mother on the face, "Go back to your room and sleep."

Wu Ma climbed up from the stone chair sleepily, "No... I sleep in mine... Why do you care so much?"

"Do you want the young master to see you and have your salary deducted?" Guan Jia rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Go back to your room and sleep! No one will care about you unless you are seen."

Wu Ma: "If you didn't tell me earlier..."

Guan Jia: "You didn't even ask!"

Wu’s mother (brimming with anger): “It’s not like you’ve never mentioned it before!”

Guan Jia (speechless): "What's there to mention? Besides, if you want to know, you should ask yourself!"

Wu's mother was furious, "Okay, okay, who told you to pay my salary... I really admire you."

"But I'm not the one who actually sends the money." With a narrow smile on his fair face, Guan Jia replied slowly.