The male gods are vying to be my father

"Rong!" Peter Kerr didn't change his expression or lines, he still enthusiastically greeted him, and opened his arms in the direction of Rong Zhi.

The next moment, he was knocked to the ground by the black bodyguard.

"Oh! Rong! Rong..." Peter screamed.

His face was pressed against the marble floor, and the force of the black bodyguard's knocking down probably knocked his face blue.

Rong Zhi: "..."

"He's my director."

Only then did Yuan Zhongjin say "ah": "Let him go."

The bodyguard let go.

Peter Kerr was able to get up from the ground.

While rubbing his cheeks, he looked at Yuan Zhongjin.Oh god, another domineering looking Asian!

"Sorry." Yuan Zhongjin's apology was very insincere, and he looked at Peter Kerr like he was looking at a bug.It was the same bug that interrupted his parent-child time.

"No, it's okay..." Peter was very tactful.

His nose keenly sensed the danger from these people.

These people probably look similar to those thugs in the casino, and they seem to be used to dealing with blood.

Yuan Chongjin pointed to Rong Zhi: "I am his father."

Of course Peter knew about Rong Zhi's information, he remembered that the well-known movie star was Rong's father.

So he was taken aback: "...stepfather?"

Yuan Zhongjin: "..." There was still a gentle smile on his face that didn't fade away, but for some reason, Peter felt a chill on his neck.

So Peter instinctively changed the subject: "The makeup artist is waiting for you, let's go make up first!"

Rong Zhi looked in the direction of the elevator, and he was silent for a while: "...ah, wait."

Almost at the same moment, the elevator door opened with a "ding".

With long legs, the men strode towards Rong Zhi.

Their cold eyes swept over Yuan Chongjin, but finally fell on Rong Zhi.

"Squeak." Yan Shihan was the first to shout out.

Yan Shihan's jealousy was about to burst out.

Where did he come from being big, stupid, and cowardly, grab him and smash him!

At this time, Yuan Chongjin raised his hand to signal to them: "Hello, I am Rong Zhi's father."

"what!"

"Ah."

"..."

The behavior of the men was unusually unfriendly.

Peter Kerr reminded weakly: "It's time to put on makeup..."

Yan Shihan suppressed his anger for a second: "Zhizhi goes to make up first, and we can't delay taking a photo of the makeup."

"Yes." Jian Junyi monotonously echoed from behind.

"Well, then...bye." Rong Zhi raised two fingers, bent at them, and then led Gu Xiaohai towards the dressing room.

Gu Xiaohai was completely confused.

what happened?

Didn't he just watch Rong Zhi being taken away from before his eyes?Why did Rong Zhizhi have another father when they met again?

"That man...does he have some brain problems? He actually claims to be your father? Your father is obviously the King Yan!"

"Where did he take you yesterday? He didn't hurt you, right? A father appeared out of nowhere, ah bah, he must be trying to abduct you..." Gu Xiaohai rambled.

"More than one." Rong Zhi said casually.

"Huh?" Gu Xiaohai hadn't turned the corner yet.

Rong Zhi counted with his fingers: "Outside, Mr. Zhou, Jianshen, Mr. Tan, and this inexplicable man... and the former Mr. Bodyguard... there are five in total!"

"Huh?" Gu Xiaohai's mind seemed to be filled with paste, and he couldn't move anymore.

While speaking, Rong Zhi had already walked outside the door of the dressing room.

He pushed away the dressing room and walked in, the same makeup artist was waiting for him last time.

It's just that the make-up artist shrank back instinctively after seeing Gu Xiaohai this time.If you have lust, you have no lust.

Rong Zhi sat down in front of the makeup mirror and closed his eyes.

About ten minutes later, Gu Xiaohai suddenly patted Rong Zhi on the shoulder, his voice trembling slightly: "Rong Zhi, you mean...these bosses all claim to be your father?"

Why do men suddenly become fans of Rong Zhi, and are willing to put down the work at hand, but also follow Rong Zhi to join the film crew.Not only managed Rong Zhi's resources, but also managed food, drinking and entertainment.What is the difference between various behaviors and father raising son?In an instant, all doubts and guesses were connected in series.

Gu Xiaohai supported the chair behind Rong Zhi, his head was dizzy, and he asked tremblingly: "Rong Zhizhi, your mother...is she so powerful?"

Rong Zhi: "..."

This reflex arc can be longer.

Without waiting for Rong Zhi to answer, Gu Xiaohai over there denied the guess by himself: "Impossible... After all, it's really strange, actor Yan is still young, how long ago did he have a girlfriend before he could give birth to you? Mr. Zhou She is not too old, and Jane is not too old..."

"Could it be that Rong Zhizhi is actually only 15 years old this year?!" Gu Xiaohai suddenly raised his voice.

Rong Zhi: "..."

"No, no, how can you grow so tall at the age of 15? I'm already 25, and I'm not as tall as you..." Gu Xiaohai said full of resentment.

Rong Zhi yawned lazily.

"Or, in fact, you are a test-tube baby, or they are actually alien creatures..." Gu Xiaohai guessed more and more outrageous, and the expression on his face gradually became confused.

Rong Zhi stretched out his finger and hooked his sleeve.

"Ok?"

"come here."

Gu Xiaohai approached obediently.

Leaning against his ear, Rong Zhi said softly, with an indifferent tone, "I'm actually an experimental subject, the kind of experimental subject that screens out excellent genes."

Gu Xiaohai froze in place: "...a sci-fi movie is released in reality?"

Rong Zhi closed his eyes again, as if trying to catch up on sleep.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, making people want to reach out and touch them lightly.

Gu Xiaohai's eyes fell on Rong Zhi's face again, and he suddenly realized that what Rong Zhi just said didn't seem like a joke.Rong Zhi would not tell such jokes.

Gu Xiaohai carefully looked at Rong Zhi's face.

this face...

Yes, he couldn't help but sigh countless times, what kind of excellent genes are needed to create such a face?In the entertainment circle, he is almost invincible.

If it really went through an excellent genetic screening experiment, then all this seems to be a matter of course.

"Okay." The makeup artist said suddenly.

Rong Zhi moved his butt, changed his position, and then fell asleep.

The makeup artist didn't dare to call him, so he had to go out and invite the director.

Peter Kerr was now sitting across from the men.

Three sets of sofas were occupied by them without leaving any space.Peter could only pull a chair and sit across from them.

Peter knew the identities of the men, and the more he knew, the more frightened he felt.

The men in front of us, united, can almost shake a country.

Omg.

What kind of magic power does the oriental boy possess to bring such a group of people together!

With such ability, what else would he do?

How about saving the world!

At this moment, the make-up artist came out and told Peter tactfully that the oriental boy had fallen asleep and could not be woken up.

Peter unconsciously looked at the men in front of him.

"Let him sleep for a while." Yue Zheng said.

Zhou Jing on the side frowned, and spoke in a hoarse voice, which made people feel chills unconsciously: "...Zhi Zhi must not have slept well last night."

"Yes." Tan Guokai replied from the side, and then cast his unkind eyes on Yuan Chongjin.

Yuan Zhongjin didn't intend to communicate with them at all, he lowered his head slightly, thinking——

Rong Zhi was sleepy.

Waking up so early in the morning, is it to torment him on purpose?

Ah, even so, he can't be blamed.

Children always show their naughty side.

This shows that he wants to be close to me.

Yuan Zhongjin was immersed in his own brain hole, unable to extricate himself, he completely ignored the light waves projected by the men to kill him.

Peter couldn't help asking: "Let him sleep for a while?"

Yue Zheng glanced at his watch: "I'll take pictures after he wakes up. Is there a problem?"

"No, there's no problem." The man who gave the money is a man, so there is no problem with what the man said!

In the dressing room, Rong Zhi dozed off while sitting on a chair.

Gu Xiaohai sat beside him, silently digesting the frantically surging thoughts in his head.

Outside the dressing room, the atmosphere was weird and silent.

The men sat there separately, as if an extremely important international meeting was about to take place.

In reality, they were just waiting for someone to wake up.

Yuan Zhongjin raised his head, glanced at the direction of the dressing room, and then told the bodyguards beside him: "Take Rong Shao to a nearby hotel to sleep and come back."

"Don't move." The other men said in unison.

Tan Guokai: "You were asked to take away people yesterday, do you think you can take them away today?"

Yan Shihan: "I've been fucking with you for a long time!"

Zhou Jing and Jian Jun silently clenched their fists.

What broke the confrontation was a broken Chinese sentence outside the door: "Where is Rong? Oh, so many people are here?"

Qin Zhi walked in with the foreign old man, looked around, a little surprised expression appeared on his face: "...It's really just right, everyone is here."

Yue Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa, flicked the phone in his pocket, and then pressed the send button.

In less than half a minute, a few people from the downstairs of the Frye Building walked into the elevator wearing overalls and 07 combat boots, lazily holding their guns around their waists.

Yue Zheng let go of Mo Shu's hand.

He felt he had to remind them.

This is actually his territory.

……

The atmosphere outside the dressing room became even weirder.

In the dressing room, Rong Zhi moved his buttocks and changed his posture without being affected at all.

His face "slapped" against the corner of the chair.

He groaned in pain, then raised his hand to cover his cheek.

The men outside seemed to have finally been pressed the start button.

They moved in an instant.

"Squeak!"

Peter hugged his head frantically: "Oh my God! The glass door can't hold the crowd!"

The author has something to say: Yuan Zhongjin: You can't beat me.

Dads: Lame, say it again!

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