Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

Fu Qianxun's heart was pounding as he stared at the photo on his phone without blinking, then set it as his phone screensaver.

"An An is so beautiful, whether she is wearing men's or women's clothes, she is so charming." Fu Qianxun looked at the photo, the smile on his lips was harder to suppress than AK, and he sighed: "I didn't expect An An would be willing to wear women's clothes for me, I am so touched."

Lin Yuan was standing nearby and happened to see the photo. He adjusted the frame of his glasses and reminded him secretly, "The background of the photo is in the market."

Fu Qianxun said: "He is willing to wear women's clothes in a market with so many people. He is really thoughtful."

Lin Yuan looked up, speechless.

Fu Qianxun looked up and saw this scene, and said, "What's that expression on your face? Do you disagree with what I said?"

Lin Yuan smiled professionally and said, "No, I also think that the Third Young Master looks really good in women's clothes. He must love you so much that he wears women's clothes just for you."

Fu Qianxun said: "If you can speak, your bonus will be doubled next month."

Lin Yuan suppressed his upward lip and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu. You and the Third Young Master are a perfect match."

Fu Qianxun said: "Not bad, not bad, you have good taste."

Looking at Mr. Fu who was obsessed with love, Lin Yuan began to worry about his own future. Would the company really not go bankrupt?

But he pays a very high salary.

Forget it, I can still bear it for the sake of the salary.

After all, as long as Mr. Fu is not in love, he is still very capable at work.

*

Duan Xingyu's eyes were dull and he looked very dazed.

He felt as if his soul was about to fly away. Even filming had never been so tiring.

He never knew that taking group photos was such a tiring job. He kept smiling with his mouth wide open and he felt numb from laughing so much.

At this moment, he hated himself for making so many flower cakes.

Why didn’t you feed all those flower cakes to the dog yesterday?

[Hahahaha, Duan Xingyu looks like he's being forced to do business. It's so funny.]

[His face almost reads: This crappy class is going to make anyone feel irritated.]

[I really like to see Duan Xingyu in this state, where his body is still there but his soul is gone.]

【It turns out that going to work can drive people crazy. 】

The good news is that it is finally coming to an end.

When the last two flower cakes were sold out and Duan Xingyu took a photo with the last girl, he sat down on the chair somewhat exhausted, his face full of fatigue, like someone who was forced to work 996 every day.

He really wants to find a place to lie down now.

Duan Xingyu looked at the people at other stalls, none of which had yet sold out, and said, "Luckily we didn't do much yesterday."

If there were more, he would be exhausted to death.

Almost as soon as Duan Xingyu finished speaking, someone brought over an oven and a box of tools.

Duan Xingyu watched He Yanshu set up the oven and placed the props for kneading dough and making flower cakes on the stall.

Duan Xingyu had a bad feeling. He swallowed and asked, "You, don't want to make flower cakes here, do you?"

He Yanshu put on a hat and gloves with elegant movements.

Looking at Duan Xingyu, he raised his handsome features and said with thin lips: "We have few products, and selling them quickly may not make us the top performer. Anyway, it's still early, I'll make some more."

Duan Xingyu collapsed and shouted: "You still want to do it? Have you considered whether I still want to do it? Do you want to tire me to death? Did you see that my face is stiff from smiling? And my hands are so sore."

He hugged quite a few girls today. Some of them were fat and kind-hearted, and it was very difficult for him to hug them.

He Yanshu glanced at him and said, "You are too weak."

These four short words immediately aroused Duan Xingyu's emotions. He stood up and said, "Who is weak? I am not weak. I am very strong."

He Yanshu took off his gloves and said, "If you really can't do it, forget it."

Duan Xingyu said, "Who can't do it? I can do it. You are not allowed to take off your gloves. You just keep doing it."

Duan Xingyu took off the paper sign that said "Rabbit Photo" and hung it around his neck instead. He looked at He Yanshu fiercely and said, "Look how I'm going to kill you."

[Uh...it was a normal conversation, why did I mess it up? 】

[Seeking death? How to see death? Is it what I thought? ]

[It's over. I, a scholar, have been led astray after all.]

[The above Jimei, because what you read is not a serious book. ]

Duan Xingyu was no longer confined to the stall and walked out with the sign.

He knew that He Yanshu was motivating him, and Duan Xingyu was indeed aroused to fight.

But he was not convinced. Didn’t He Yanshu like making flower cakes?

He took photos with people like crazy, which made He Yanshu work like crazy.

He Yanshu, I will kill you.

Duan Xingyu planned to tire himself to death today and then kill He Yanshu.

Duan Xingyu stood at the entrance of the market and began to actively solicit customers. His energy seemed to be ten times stronger than before, and he did not miss any opportunity to kill He Yanshu.

Thanks to Duan Xingyu, He Yanshu was almost exhausted from making flower cakes later.

*

On the other side, Sun Yongming looked at his deserted stall, wondering where his fans had gone and why business was so bad.

Looking at An Chen's group not far away, their business was so good that they had to queue up, and there was disgust in his eyes.

It is immoral and offensive to public morals.

Feng Qingyue also saw An Chen, who was wearing women's clothing, and said with a smile, "It's great to be young."

Sun Yongming glanced at the other person.

Bullshit, just take care of yourself first.

Four hours have passed and the time to compete for performance is over.

An Chen and He Hongxin work well together.

He Hongxin's sales this morning were four times higher than usual, and of course the traffic she brought to Anchen was also quite good.

After tasting the flower cakes, many people went around to the back to buy a few boxes, mainly because the flower cakes made by Wen Yan were delicious.

She was alone in the back, a little flustered.

The business was so good that Chen Jinhe was envious, but when he thought of He Hongxin's fierce look, he quickly shook his head and decided to give up. That woman was too fierce.

He Hongxin saw that the sales time of the program group was up, looked at An Chen reluctantly, and said with a smile: "After working with you for four hours, I have developed feelings for you."

He Hongxin held a round fan, gently lifted An Chen's chin and said, "How about it? Do you want to consider following me, your sister? I will make hairpins and you will be a model to sell them. Business will definitely be very hot."

An Chen thought about it and said firmly: "No, I want to make money for my retirement."

He Hongxin said: "I can make money to support you."

An Chen said: "You make too little money."

Although An Chen didn't know how much He Hongxin could earn, he definitely earned more than his elder and second brothers.

He Hongxin: “…” This little guy is really good at hurting people’s hearts.

Director Fan began to announce the results of each group.

"An Chen and the boss lady are in first place, He Yanshu and Duan Xingyu are in second place, Su Huachen and Fang Kecheng are in third place, and the last place is Feng Qingyue and Sun Yongming."