My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Su Wen smiled brightly: Okay.

After Yuwen heard this, he sat in the car for a few minutes and waited until no one could be seen before calling Liu Chong.

As soon as the call was connected, Liu Chong asked: Why didn't you answer the phone just now? Didn't you ask me to pick you up at nine o'clock? Where is the person?! He was let go and waited in the cold wind for an hour, eating a lot of food. Cold wind.

Su Wen found it difficult to be patient and gave an explanation: Ting Ting is sleeping.

Liu Chong: !

sleep? !

Forgive him, he couldn't stop thinking about this word, and he automatically made up tens of thousands of words of coding content that was not suitable for children. He smiled evilly: That's great, my brother Wen, the progress is so fast.

Su Wen didn't bother to explain: Help me draw up a contract.

What contract?

Su Wen said succinctly: Our studio has been acquired.

Liu Chong was stunned and was dumbfounded for more than ten seconds: When? Who has that ability?

Su asked whether he was salty or not: Just now.

just?

Liu Chong felt a surge of blood rush to his forehead: Don't tell me that you sold yourself to Tianyu.

It's not Tianyu. Su Wen corrected him seriously, It's listening.

This tone was even complacent.

Liu Chong couldn't bear it anymore, You are cheating!

He confidently said: What's wrong with the reverse posting? I'm happy with it.

Liu Chong: ... There is nothing to say!

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Tianyu Media announced on Weibo.

Tianyu Media V: Ms. Yu Wenting officially took over as the chairman of Tianyu Media.

...The domineering female president was caught off guard when she came online...

Wahaha Global Spokesperson: A goddess is a goddess, and I give full marks to this transformation! In a word, I lose if I lose my fandom.

Ting Shen's canopy marshal's nine-tooth rake: Before Ting Shen was engaged in sports, I opened a swimming card. Now that she is engaged in making stars, I actually want to make a debut, and I am so excited.

I wish your weight loss career will prosper: I was still waiting for you to make your debut, but you became the boss directly.

If anyone has an uncensored video, please send it privately: Yuwen Ting: Hey, if I don't do sports anymore, I can only go home and inherit the billions of wealth.

Not wearing long johns to spend the winter: Those who talk about taking advantage of the popularity, those who talk about making a debut, you know who is the father.

What's wrong with men wearing briefs: Tianyu Media is funny, athletes can also be chairman? Wait until it goes bankrupt.

Hahahahahaha: I don't dare to be black, I'm afraid that the boss will ban me as an idol.

...

In the midst of the excitement, Su Wen Studio retweeted Tianyu Media's official Weibo announcement announcing the appointment of the new chairman, and also followed the official announcement.

Suwen Studio V: has officially signed a contract with Tianyu Media. @Yu Wen Ting V @Su Wen V

There are so many artists in Su Wen's studio, but only Aite Suwen is the one. Tianyu's official blog is not mentioned, only Aite Yuwen is listening. What do you mean?

There is nothing more to say. Fans all have a strong and bad premonition. They are destined to be sleepless that night, and the evil wind blows outside the window. This situation is very suitable for poetry: the sky is blue, the wild fields are vast, and a branch of red apricot is about to come out of the wall.

Oh, this damn adultery that has nowhere to go!

The next day, there was a gentle breeze and drizzle, and the April spring breeze was like scissors.

Su Wen had a dinner party with the crew. At the Sanshi Chinese Restaurant, there were many old faces at the table. This was not the first time for the director and producer to work together. They knew Su Wen's temper and did not persuade them to drink.

However, the second female lead was brought in by the investors. She was a newcomer who didn’t know the rules very well. She brought a glass of wine to toast Su Wen. She was beautiful and young. She was in her early twenties and had a sweet smile: “Teacher Su, I Here’s to you.”

Su Wen ordered a cup of soup for himself and drank it without raising his head. He said, I drove here. I don't drink.

The second girl was embarrassed and forced a smile: Teacher Su, you can drink tea.

Su Wen drank the soup slowly, and when the other girl's hands were sore, he poured a cup of tea and took a sip.

After that, no one asked for trouble.

Director Hong Bo was used to Su Wen's temper and had long been accustomed to it, so he brought up a topic: Su Wen and Jian Wei have known each other for seven or eight years.

The movie will start shooting next month, with Su Wen as the male lead and Zhou Jianwei as the female lead. With this combination, it would be strange if it doesn't hit the box office.

Su Wen looked uninterested.

Zhou Jianwei only took a few bites, then stopped using her chopsticks. She sat on the left side of the director and answered, Well, it's been almost eight years.

The director looked at Su Wen and then at Zhou Jianwei with a meaningful look in his eyes: This seems to be your third time working together. To be honest, these two are both talented and good-looking, and they are both great actors, so they really seem to be a match.

Zhou Jianwei corrected with a smile: It's the fourth time.

The director said oh, and the last note went up, with a hint of ridicule: Aside from Xiao Zheng and Guo Hongfei's play, which other works have you collaborated on? Why don't I know.

Zhou Jianwei glanced at Su Wen with a vague look, and her eyes melted with a smile: Su Wen's debut work is my MV.

The director drawled: So you guys still have this connection.

I'm going out to smoke a cigarette. After saying this, Su Wen stood up and walked out of the box.

Zhou Jianwei laughed.

He doesn't smoke. Even after so many years, he still likes to use this reason to leave the table.

The door of the box next door was not closed tightly, and the sound of voices could be heard in the corridor.

When Su Wen heard the sound, he paused.

Manager Fang from the Human Resources Department brought a glass of white wine and said with a smile: Second Miss, let's have a drink.

Song Rong, the managing director of Tianyu Media, took office on his first day. At the reception banquet, all Tianyu executives came. Only Yuwen listened to a woman. She sat down without raising her glass and said, I don't drink.

Aloof and taciturn, dull and introverted.

The new chairman has such a personality.

He is young, has a high position, and needs to sharpen his edges. Manager Fang continued to drink with a glass: Second Miss, aren't you giving me face?

She talks very little and cherishes her words like gold: I have a bad drinker.

Manager Fang waved his hand and said It's okay three times in a row. His posture was respectful, but his eyes were a bit contemptuous: I've done it. Second Miss, you can do whatever you want.

After that, he drank a glass of white wine in one gulp.

Yuwen was silent for a moment, then picked up the cup and took a sip.

As soon as Manager Fang sat down, Manager Ding from the marketing department stood up: The second lady drank Manager Fang's wine. You can't push my glass away.

Yuwen Ting frowned.

This bad habit of persuading people to drink...

I'll drink it for the second lady.

The speaker was Song Rong, a classmate of Yu Wen's charge, a well-known pitcher in Chinatown. He was gentle, young and promising. These eight words were how he was evaluated by the industry.

However, Yuwen Chongchong's evaluation is: He has a human face and a beast heart.

Manager Ding looked at Song Rong with a smile: Director Song hasn't drunk his own yet.

Song Rong seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He was an upright person with a gentle face. He poured a glass of red wine gracefully, drank it, and made eye contact with Yuwen Ting.

These old people have to be dealt with one by one...

Yuwen was silent and took another sip.

Outside the box, Su Wen pressed his cheek and stood against the wall for a while. He took out his mobile phone, walked to the side and made a call: Are you in the store?

The person on the phone was very flattered: Are you asking brother?

Su Wen hummed and said, I'll lend you your store treasure for use.

Five minutes later, there were three knocks on the door.

Then, a woman wearing a cheongsam came out with a pot of wine. She walked with lotus flowers and smiled brightly: Mr. Yu, let me pour you some wine.

Manager Yu said three things in a row, and after two glasses of white wine, it hit his face. He blushed and touched his beer belly: Give it to our second lady, too.

The woman said hello, filled up the bowl for Manager Yu, and walked behind Yuwen Ting. She lowered her head and smiled at her.

The hip flask was very beautiful. It was made of bronze and had a simple style. It seemed to be a little old and looked like an antique. Yuwen couldn't help but take a second look at it.

Try it, this is our new wine. The woman spoke in a very gentle tone.

Yuwen Ting took a sip, raised the corners of his lips, clinked glasses with Manager Yu who was toasting, and then drank a whole glass.

Manager Yu choked from the heat of the wine and praised: Second Miss has a good capacity for drinking.

Yuwen didn't listen, and the beauty in cheongsam gave her another glass. This time she saw that when pouring the wine, the lid of the wine bottle was turned half a turn.

Su Wen curled his lips and turned to leave.

At the corner of the corridor, a young man came towards me and was startled: Uncle Four.

The youngest son of the Su family, Su Rangqing.

Before Su Wen's mother, Mr. Su had had several women, all of whom were first-rate beauties. The Su family also produced many beauties, such as Su Wen, who looked like a vixen, and - this girlish face. Su Rangqing.

Su Wen glanced at him lukewarmly: If you don't stay in Xitang, what are you doing in Jiangbei?

Su Rangqing is just like a little white flower. She is scared to death of Su Wen. She trembles when she sees him: I, I, I, come, come and play.

Su Wenmo looked away.

Su Rangqing shouted tremblingly: Fourth uncle. When he didn't get a response, he became even more frightened. His delicate and clean little face was so white that he asked, Fourth uncle?

Su Wen stopped looking at him and looked at him carefully: You can still see your face.

Su Rangqing was confused: Huh?

Su Wen raised his chin: Go and seduce that woman.

...

Su Rang was stunned.

Su Wen raised his tone and said, Don't you understand?

He understood, but... he was very embarrassed, very embarrassed: Fourth uncle, I don't like women.

Yes, Su Rangqing is a gay, a real gay. He has no reason, he just likes men. The third master of the Su family often beats him up because of his sexual orientation.

Mr. Su is also feeling miserable. He has given birth to three daughters and three sons. The daughters are all married off. The eldest son was a mess in his early years and had physical problems with women. Now he still has problems that cannot be cured. My son, I was diagnosed with infertility last year. My wife is married, so I can’t expect a grandson. This younger son is gay.

It is because of the birth of these three debt collectors that Mr. Su, who was originally very ambitious, has not even thought about seizing power and usurping the throne in recent years. He has lost his energy. Even if he seizes the power of the Su family, what is the use? Once he has the throne, he will not be able to do anything in the future. No heir.

That's too far.

I didn't ask you to like her, I just asked you to seduce him. Su Wen gave the order directly, Go quickly.

Su Rangqing looked like she was about to cry: Fourth uncle, do you have a grudge against that man?

Su Wen said naturally: Yes.

How dare he drink wine from his house.

Su Rangqing was about to collapse: Why don't you seduce other women yourself!

Over there, in the direction Su Wen pointed, a fat man in his fifties was hugging a woman, kissing and touching her. This man was not Mr. Fang who was the first to toast Yuwen just now.

Half an hour later.

Manager Ding, who was out for a while, returned to the box and said angrily: Second Miss, Mr. Fang got into a fight with someone.

To be precise, it was a one-sided beating. I heard that it was Mr. Fang’s lover who fell in love with a young man. Mr. Fang was so angry that he went to settle the score, but was beaten up by a group of people. The attackers were a group of young men, and Yuwen Ting only knew one of them, Qin Xiaozhou, the fourth son of the Qin family.

In the hall, there was chaos. Manager Fang had a bruised nose and a swollen face, huddled on a stool and did not dare to say anything. On the other hand, the young men who were beating people were all well-dressed and decent-looking.

Oh, except that the corner of Su Rangqing's mouth was a little scratched, and she was looking at Qin Xiaozhou with red eyes: Fourth brother, I have nothing to do with her.

Qin Xiaozhou rolled his eyes: It doesn't matter, you still want to seduce her?

I... He didn't dare to betray Su Wen, with a look of tears on his face, I have something to hide.

A grown man has tears in his eyes all the time, how disgusting is he? Qin Xiaozhou couldn't stand it anymore and howled fiercely: Okay, okay, is he a man? You're still crying.

Su Rangqing sniffed and her eyes turned redder: Fourth brother...

Those pitiful, affectionate eyes?

Qin Xiaozhou had goosebumps on his skin and pushed the little white flower away: Don't fucking look at me like that, I'm a straight man!

Su Rangqing is gay, which is no secret in the circle.

They were all idle young men, and I don’t know who set up the game. Su Rangqing fell in love with Qin Xiaozhou at the wine shop, saying that it was love at first sight, and she didn’t regret it.

Qin Xiaozhou, a straight man with steel, lost his temper because of this incident. Today, some friend told Su Rangqing that he was eating here, and he chased after her.

Friend Tang Shaohua laughed loudly: Hahaha, fourth child, our little Rang is passionately devoted to you.

Qin Xiaozhou collapsed and kicked him: Damn, I'm going to vomit. He cursed a few foul words, shook his face and left.

Su Rangqing called affectionately from behind: Fourth brother!

Qin Xiaozhou: ...

Damn it!

Yu Wenting looked back and asked the lobby manager standing nearby: Have you called the police?

Reported.

She glanced at the door of the box and asked, Can you help them call a taxi?

The lobby manager smiled slightly: Okay.

Song Rong joked at this time: I didn't realize that you have such a good drinking capacity. A group of executives, five of them were drunk tonight, and Yuwen looked like he was fine.

From now on, who would dare to give her alcohol?

She didn't say much and said goodbye to Song Rong: I'm leaving first. See you at the company tomorrow.

The Chinese restaurant had an underground parking lot, and her car was parked there. But she was drunk, so she could only ask Hu Mingyu to pick her up, but he probably wouldn't arrive that soon.

She stopped and looked at the person leaning against her car door. He had his head lowered, his baseball cap held low, his hands in his pockets, and his long legs constantly kicking the stones on the ground.

She asked: Is it Su Wen?

The light was a little dim, the man raised his head, his eyes bent, and smiled: It's me.

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I've been saving the most updated manuscripts recently, and I'm very selfless. The updates are unstable, but they won't be interrupted. I recommend reading them the next morning.