Depraved

Picking up the bowl of noodles, he glanced at the bright red layer of chili oil floating on top, Fang Ting's face showed a bit of distaste.

Close the lid, pack it together with the chopsticks, and throw it directly into the trash can.

It is indeed the authentic Su Ji, Xia Hua will not perfunctory him on this point, but he is really too careless to win over people.

I didn't eat spicy food when I was a child.

He raised his eyes coldly.

I wandered around the living room bored, walked to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, took out a bag of crispy noodles, broke it into pieces with a few clicks, tore open, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into my mouth.

It was crushed, and it was a bit difficult to swallow.

Oh, and I haven't had any water since I woke up.

Strolling to the living room with the bag of crispy noodles, he poured a cup of cold white water, took it up and drank it all in one gulp.

The symptoms of dry lips and dry mouth were slightly relieved.

Fang Ting licked his lips in satisfaction, poured another glass, and dangled it to the computer.

First, close the messy startup pop-up interface, and open the game icon with two crossed swords.

The progress bar is jumping.

I still remember back then, spending the night at the Internet cafe with my buddies. After a night of excitement, I was sleepy and limp in the morning self-study. I was carried to the back row by Mrs. Miejue for punishment. I finally woke up, but my eyes began to wander restlessly. The window was facing the playground, and the shouts and laughter on the basketball court forcefully penetrated the hypnotic spell of Mie Mie Mie on the podium and poured into my ears.

Remember being young and frivolous.

I used to be such a mediocre young man. If possible, I should have followed the established route like my classmates.I don't know from which intersection, life turned in this direction and became this way.

At that time, I probably never imagined that I would become the kind of thing I hated the most.

Simply ironic.

The main interface of the game popped up.

Unfamiliar yet familiar, the number nine in the full server back then, seemed to be still ostentatious on Zhuque Street in Chang'an City, inviting friends and companions, enjoying himself.Turning to friends again, only to find that the list is a silent gray, the people who call for friends and companions have returned, but those "friends" and "companions" have long been annihilated at the end of time.

There is nothing waiting for you to turn around.

Brushed a dungeon with low interest, the boss was pushed halfway and died once, and got up in disgrace, but after all, he lost the interest to brush again.

Time passes and the feeling never comes back.

In fact, I didn’t deliberately lament that things are right and people are wrong, but I just remembered that the game promotion said that it completely copied Chang’an City, so I wanted to find out the feeling.Unexpectedly, a belly full of emotion was pulled out.

Fang Ting put his flying heart back to the original place, clicked on the map of Chang'an City, opened the script he just got, and read it intently.

Holding a water glass and holding the script, he wandered back to the living room, nestled in the sofa, flipped through a few pages, stopped on one page, and pondered carefully.

Cen Ji is a very cold person, cold-hearted and cold-hearted.This is different from most of the roles played by Fang Ting.Not the healthy and sunny younger brother next door, nor the gentle and elegant noble son in the idol drama, but a cold and indifferent dead man.

In fact, this role is a big challenge for myself.But, it has to be perfect, it has to be.

There are so many people sitting and waiting to see the joke.

In exchange for this opportunity of transformation, I have paid enough and offended too many people.There is already a cliff behind him, if he can't fight back in a desperate way, then he will be doomed.

And he, Fang Ting, would not be willing to be smashed to pieces.

After coming out of the meeting room and rushing back to the office, there were footsteps of other people behind him, and there were also chattering discussions among several people.

In fact, it is expected that this decision will not be so easily accepted, after all, it is too risky.

After crossing a long corridor, the scenery outside the window passed by my arm, and I turned my head to glance.It was already dusk.

Push open the door of the office and press the light switch.The light quickly spread from the chandelier on the roof, spread on the smooth table top, spread to the edge, and flowed down like water.Mu Shen walked to the desk, tidied up the scattered documents, sat on the chair, sank into the soft sponge, and closed his eyes tiredly.

No matter what, the establishment of Huating Entertainment Company has been finalized. Anlu is one of the few high-level executives who support this decision.

Next, what he needs to devote all his energy to face is Olison's electronic sympathetic order. Many people at home and abroad are staring at this piece of fat - Uncle Qi specifically told him yesterday, but in fact, he didn't say She will also be vigilant, and Mu Hua has been coveting that order for a long time.

Sifang is too rampant.He sighed secretly in his heart.

Rubbing his temples, he stood up on the armrest.Picking up the cup and taking a sip of the strong tea, he hooked up a bunch of keys with his fingers.Putting it in his palm and looking at it for two or three seconds, Mu Shen closed his palms and tightened his grip on the bunch of keys.

My current state is not suitable for driving.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, the ringing only rang twice before being picked up, Mu Shen said lightly: "Old Huang, get ready, I'm going to Shengtai Garden."

"The square court?"

"……Um."

Faintly heard, the person at the other end seemed to sigh, but still asked dutifully, "Which car?"

"That Bentley, don't be too ostentatious. See you on the basement level."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Shen pressed his temples hard again.It can be heard that Lao Huang is very dissatisfied with Fang Ting.

Lao Huang was the old driver when his father was around, and he was considered half an elder.At least he was closer than those uncles who looked three thousand miles away.He doesn't like Fang Ting...

However, it is normal.

He went to carefully check Fang Ting's resume since his debut.

At the beginning of his debut, he signed with Everbright Entertainment, and soon started fooling around with different men and women.I had a relationship with the president of Everbright, and the director Yi Shuang, and then I was with the actress Ji Yao for two years. After leaving Ji Yao, it was still about half a year, but it was only half a year, and after half a year, things got worse.After leaving the company and following Xia Hua, there are not many such things, but when necessary, a deal is made, and it is mostly kept secret, and few people know about it.From the perspective of outsiders, it seems a bit like washing hands in a golden basin.

He doesn't like this kind of person either.

However, for the first time, reason can't do anything to emotion.

I thought it was the Tianshan snow lotus that bloomed in the world, but when I got closer, I realized that it was a kind of poppy, which became more beautiful because of the danger.

In fact, he knows, get out as soon as possible, otherwise he will sink deeper and deeper.

Pursing his lips tightly, he buttoned up his suit, and Mu Shen walked out.

The key is in the palm of the hand, and it hurts a little.

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