Depraved

The tone is lazy, with a strange indifference: "Are you going or I going?"

It took Mu Shen five seconds to reflect the meaning of this sentence.

He would not be given five seconds at the negotiating table. Fortunately, this was not a negotiating table.

Upstairs and downstairs?upload files?No, there is only one possible meaning here.

It suddenly dawned on him, what did Ating misunderstand by the action of unbuttoning himself?The absurdity was a bit ridiculous, and Mu Shen's face was indeed a little bit dumbfounded, and the next moment, a thought came to his mind, which made all the expressions on his face freeze.

Why is his demeanor, his tone of voice so natural, so natural that he doesn't care?Is it because...often?

Clean, simple, clear as a spring.

Dirty, dark, rotting like rust.

The two images clashed violently in his mind, so he could only stare at Fang Ting in shock, trying to see something from his face.

Are you the first?

Will I be the last one?

Full of anticipation and joy, as soon as a little spark was ignited, a basin of cold water was severely poured on it.

Emoticons are fun.It seems that he didn't think so?

Are you surprised?The president of Muda has never seen anything, so what is there to be surprised about?

Is it disappointment?The circle is chaotic and corrupt, which artist can be spared?Mr. Mu, don't you know?Or is there anything in our court that you should look forward to?

Heh, not another person who was blinded by this face.

There was an inexplicable anger rushing left and right in his heart, irritability, boredom, and hatred all rushed to his heart, Fang Ting raised his head coldly, and looked directly into Mu Shen's eyes: "You must go up, not roll up."

Thanks to his childhood education, Mu Shen retained the last sliver of reason beyond the extreme anger and shock.Gritting his teeth, his eyes glanced at Fang Ting, the ice in his eyes was bitingly cold, Mu Shen turned and left.Pulled off his suit from the hook, turned the doorknob and opened the door, then glanced back at Fang Ting, and said word by word: "Fang Ting, you really let me down."

Leaning on the back of the chair, the edges and corners of the iron bars hurt slightly in the arms.Fang Ting smiled casually, watching Mu Shen go out the door.The door was not closed, but I didn't bother to move it. Looking out from the narrow door, the 704 on the opposite side, the door has a wooden texture, elegant and beautiful.

There are doors everywhere, but there is no way out.

Fang Ting looked up at the ceiling and thought silently, oh, so I am still a philosopher.

Standing up with the armrest of the chair, she cleared away the cups and dishes.I only drank half a glass of red wine, but Mu Shen's had already bottomed out.

He picked up the wine glass, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Forgot to hear that actress said that Mr. Mu doesn't smoke or drink, and the most annoying thing is that he is not close to women.

Looking at this posture today, it is probably also a bend.

There was the sound of a car starting downstairs. Fang Ting listened silently for a moment, with a specious smile on his lips, and walked into the kitchen leisurely with a pile of belongings in his arms.

Put all the cups and plates in the sink, block the drain, and turn on the faucet.

Amid the sound of swishing water, Fang Ting lowered his eyes wearily.In fact, it's still a good profit. I got the character of Cen Ji in "Chang'an", and I don't have to have sex with others, so there's nothing to be angry about.There are some things that are uglier than Mu Shen's. Didn't I just laugh it off, so why bother today.

Besides, I was not a clean person in the first place. Speaking of which, I should thank the surname Mu for having expectations for me.

A long, long time ago, grandpa told him while lying on the hospital bed, take it easy.

Tighten the faucet.The last drop of water fell, causing ripples on the surface of the water.

There seems to be nothing else to do but relax.

I tried the water temperature with my hand, it wasn't very cold, but I still didn't want to wash it.Let it go.

Shaking off the water from his hands, he wiped it casually on a towel.Back in the living room, picked up the phone from the sofa, and called his agent: "Brother Xia, I got the role of Cen Ji, please help me contact Director Sun and get the script."

"Mu Shen?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll send it to you tomorrow."

There was a quick hang up.Fang Ting put away the phone, and rested on the sofa with his arm pillowed.Xia Hua is a smart person, he knows everything and doesn't ask too many questions.He likes smart people.Smart people are not annoying.

Close your eyes tiredly.

He was picked up by the collar.

Opening his eyes, it was Mu Shen's face, cold and gloomy, as if someone owed him tens of millions.

Fang Ting struggled but didn't move away, looked at the door, sighed, turned back with difficulty, smiled at Mushen, the clarity disappeared, there was a cold sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, but there was a strange feeling Charming: "Why, does Mr. Mu regret it? Are you on the bed or just on the sofa?"

"Yes, I regret it." Mu Shen gave him a hard look, let go of his hand, and Fang Ting fell back onto the sofa.He rubbed his neck, raised his head and looked at Mu Shen, stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and deliberately showed a charming smile: "Then come on. What position does Boss Mu like?"

Mu Shen looked at him condescendingly, deliberately filtering out the charm in his expression: "Fang Ting, don't you live by clinging to others? I will support you, 50 a month, don't get entangled with others anymore, Male or female. I don't like people touching my things."

Fang Ting was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

"President Mu, I will listen to what you say?"

"Besides, why do you want to keep me? You hook your fingers, and there are so many men and women who come up to you."

Fang Ting laughed loudly: "Could it be that Mr. Mu likes me? You haven't tried it yet, how do you know if it works or not?"

I was extremely embarrassed.

It was clearly a clear and bright liking, but suddenly it became dirty.Do you still like it?Mu Shen asked himself, but was still at a loss in the end.His liking for Fang Ting started with that refreshing smile, but then the context gradually became blurred.

But don't want to let go.

No reason, don't want to let go.

Maybe it's because I hate other people touching my own things.Very annoying.

Ignoring his words, Mu Shen continued with a cold face: "Fang Ting, you have no reason to refuse."

The kitsch smile was put away.Lowering his head, he began to think quietly.

On the wall, a quartz clock ticked.Fang Ting raised his head: "The content I trade with everyone is roles and resources."

"I'll help you contact the character."

"You can't have a personal relationship with all directors."

Mu took a deep look at him: "Shangzhuo will enter the film and television entertainment industry."

Fang Ting raised his lips: "Deal."

There was no joy, and even when Fang Ting said the word "deal", a trace of regret suddenly surfaced.

Too impulsive.

I actually made such a decision without purpose, without weighing interests, or even thinking clearly about what I wanted to do.

Ridiculous, that's the only way I can think of it.

Smiling mockingly, Mu Shen turned and left.The marketing report for the second quarter has not yet been approved, and the bidding documents from Fen'an Technology Co., Ltd. have just been delivered. Yes, there is also the film and television entertainment. Should we find a reliable person to build it or check it ourselves?

Someone grabbed his arm suddenly, Fang Ting smiled innocently: "Mr. Mu, why don't you stay and enjoy your power?"

Mu Shen closed his eyes, finally turned back, pulled the goblin in human skin into his arms, clasped his head, and kissed him fiercely.