Depraved

The next day was a dizzy day.

Fang Ting still hasn't figured out why he agreed to Mu Shen so easily, maybe he's out of his mind, but then again, besides Huating, where else can he go now?

Now, he, Mu Shen, and the director of Huating are sitting together in the conference room. There are three glasses of water, a pen, and a copy signed by him and the director of Huating, and stamped with the company seal. Contracts.

The atmosphere is a little bit condensed.

The director of Huating was the first to speak: "The team has been finalized last night, and I will be Mr. Fang's agent. We had a small meeting last night to discuss the current public relations strategy. There are two plans. Admit it, and—"

Fang Ting tapped his finger on the table, and Mu Shen lowered his eyes to look at his finger, with uncontrollable entanglement and hesitation on his face.

The director of Huating couldn't get a signal from his immediate superior, so he paused for a moment, and said according to what was discussed last night: "Open a press conference and officially announce the relationship. The prodigal son turns around and sells badly. People like this. If the operation is good, you can also fry CP."

This sentence seemed to light a barrel, Fang Ting sat up all of a sudden, looked at the director in disbelief, and then turned his eyes to Mu Shen: "What are you kidding?"

This time, Mu Shen was no longer entangled: "You know if you are joking. Which of the two options do you choose?"

Before Fang Ting could answer, Mu Shen said, "I suggest the second option."

Fang Ting looked at him with the expression of looking at a lunatic: "You know in your heart that Zhang Chenfei won't just expose this bit of information, you are crazy. You must drag yourself into the water."

Mu Shen was very calm. He held down the water glass on the table and trapped the heat in his palm: "The current scandal is not just your business, you also have a reason in your heart. Someone wants to drag me into the water."

Mu Shen glanced at Fang Ting, and Fang Ting couldn't help but nodded.Mu Shen smiled, and continued: "Since he wants to find trouble, I don't need to hide, just face the battle. And even if I admit it, what can I do?"

"Your partner...?"

"None of them are fools, and no one will disregard their interests for some illusory things."

Fang Ting thought for a while: "But you may face some strange eyes..."

Mu Shen looked at him flatly: "Do I care?"

No, Fang Ting answered in his heart.The two of them, who didn't communicate deeply, were inexplicably entangled in this situation, and they both had a little intuitive understanding of each other, or rather, understanding.Mu Shen is a person who is so regular that some people think it is almost rigid, but this is only because he likes to do things in this way, not for the sake of conforming to the rules of the world.It wouldn't be surprising if one day he did something that seemed unruly.For example today, or that time when he came to visit the class early in the morning.

Fang Ting stood up, bowed to the director to express his gratitude earnestly, then turned to Mu Shen and said, "Let me think about it again."

Mu Shen looked at him with probing eyes and nodded.

After leaving the conference room, Fang Ting waited in the corridor, took out a cigarette from his pocket, was about to light it, saw the "No Smoking" sign on the wall, silently put the lighter back, and smoked the cigarette Broken and thrown in the trash.

This is the [-]th floor, and there is a stream of people outside the window, which is a bustling world of fireworks.

Fang Ting lay on the edge of the window, unknowingly fascinated by it, and didn't even notice when Mu Shen came out of the conference room.It was Mu Shen who noticed him with a quick glance when he was walking by, then turned back and held his shoulder: "What are you looking at?"

It's nothing.

Fang Ting opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.He cut to the point and asked the question he wanted to ask the most in the conference room: "Why do you use the method of announcing your relationship? It's not good for you at all."

"But the harm is not too great, is it?" Mu Shen thought for a while, then took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to Fang Ting, "You haven't eaten well today."

"But……"

"Besides, it may not be without benefits." Mu Shen paused, "Just like this piece of chocolate, others say it is sweet and greasy, but only you know that there is a heart of wine hidden in it."

Fang Ting looked at the chocolate in his hand, then stared at Mu Shen dumbfounded: "When did you learn to say this kind of twisted metaphor?"

Mu Shen laughed: "You just want to talk about this?"

"Of course it's not just about this. Do you know what it means to define our relationship as a romance? Whether the public will believe it, and whether they will agree with it after believing it is another matter. We need to keep acting!"

"You don't need to believe it, and you don't need to wish 99 overwhelmingly as soon as you come up. Director Lu talked to me today. How can everyone believe that the entertainment industry is true or false? We only need to give an explanation and explanation. After a long time, the doubts will naturally disappear. Under this premise, isn't it the most reasonable choice to announce the relationship? Not only is it reasonable, but it is also basically politically correct." Mu Shen frowned, "So, you don't want to continue acting with me?"

Then of course I don't want to continue acting!

These words lingered on Fang Ting's tongue seven times and eight times, and finally swallowed them down.Mu Shen may not understand that he doesn't want to act, but this is the most convenient and beneficial method for Mu Shen - all kinds of benefits.

The tie and the root are broken.

This is what he wants and what I don't want.

It was another deal. Fang Ting looked down at the bright lights in the night, knowing very rationally that he was thinking with an extreme mentality: it was another deal.

I want to continue acting, I want to go on in the entertainment industry, and he wants me to stay by his side, and he wants to tie everything about me to him in a gentle and silent way... This is a deal, Take what you need.

Oh, what can I do? !

Fang Ting pinched his brows and didn't speak.

He was trying to calm the thorn in his heart, which hurt others and hurt himself.

Mu Shen wants to be more connected with him, and Mu Shen still likes him, he knows that.

Mu Shen wanted to help him, and he knew it.

So what's wrong with Mu Shen's proposal?

Mu Shen looked at Fang Ting, saw him kneading his eyebrows, and a long sigh leaked from his mouth.

Mu Shen gave in: "Then let's follow the first plan."

Fang Ting let go of the hand pinching his brows: "Okay, let's go as you have decided, the black and red route is also red."

The two spoke out almost at the same time, and were stunned for a moment.