There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Mr. Han came here after the teahouse opened.

Fu Ran opened his eyes wide and looked at Mr. Han curiously, hoping that the other party could answer him.

Mr. Han lowered his eyes to meet Fu Ran's, pursed his lips, and suddenly raised his hand to rub the top of his hair. After all, he answered the question, "I'm afraid you will cause trouble, so come and have a look."

He took a step away from Mr. Han, covered his head with his hands and said, "Where am I going to cause trouble, if I don't find trouble, I will burn incense."

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Mr. Han left this sentence and walked towards the teahouse.

Fu Ran followed behind and asked, "Why aren't you used to it?"

"You are a public figure now, and many people know you and admire you."

"You say this, I think it's okay. After all, I have experience. A good-looking and outstanding person like me will attract attention wherever he goes. I am the most beautiful boy on this street! Hehehe Xi... um!"

Fu Ran was caught off guard by the man covering his mouth, with a dazed and innocent expression.

Mr. Han rubbed his forehead with one free hand, and said with restraint: "Don't sing."

"Mmmmmmmmm__"

Fu Ran uttered a bunch of unclear tones from his tightly covered mouth, signaling Mr. Han to let go.

Mr. Han's eyes were dark, and he let go of Fu Ran's hand according to his words. Fu Ran was liberated and immediately said: "Why don't you always allow me to sing? I won the first prize in a singing competition when I was in kindergarten. It's a reward." Five little red flowers!"

Mr. Han found a seat and sat down on his own, without raising his head when he heard the words: "You also know that it is a kindergarten."

Fu Ran pouted, and sat down opposite Mr. Han, "I won the first prize in the singing competition in kindergarten, which shows that I have talent. Talent is not just for fun."

Mr. Han took a deep look at Fu Ran, and slowly said: "When I was a child, I was very good at making houses out of mud, but now I rarely deal with the construction industry."

Fu Ran whispered, "The domineering president wears a hard hat and uses a trowel to plaster the wall, it doesn't fit the setting."

"..." Mr. Han said with quite a headache, "Don't look at some messy things if you're fine."

Fu Ran was shocked, "You peeped into my life! How do you know that I read novels!"

Gee.

Mr. Han didn't want to talk to Fu Ran for the time being, so he called Xiao Zhou, the employee closest to them, to bring him a cup of green tea.

Xiao Li, who couldn't wait for a long time, took the teacup from Xiao Zhou's hand, "I'll take it off, I'll take it off, you go and do other things."

Xiao Zhou was relatively quiet, and he didn't fight or rob when he saw this, so he said, "The man opposite the little boss looks familiar, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"You look familiar too?!" Xiao Li's eyes glowed with gossip, "Do you know Han Chenkuang? It's the famous president of the Han Group. I think he looks a lot like Han Chenkuang!"

After being reminded by Xiao Li, Xiao Zhou also remembered, she nodded, "Well, it looks like, ah, maybe it's him, you see those guests have already started to secretly take pictures."

All the girls who were already conquered by Fu Ran's appearance fell into a more fanatical state after seeing Fu Ran and Mr. Han behaving intimately and talking and laughing at Yan Yan. The mouth suppressed the scream that had already rushed to the throat, and the eyes were hot.

Xiao Li was also excited, and the hand holding the wooden plate was shaking slightly.

She came in front of the two and put the tea on the table, "Sir, this is your green tea."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and asked Fu Ran, "Little boss, is this gentleman your friend?"

Fu Ran said: "Yes, but he still has an identity, I think you should know."

Xiao Li's heart beat faster, and he said nervously, "Yes, what is it?"

Is it what she imagined? !

Fu Ran didn't understand why Xiao Li looked like he was about to faint. He said, "He is the real big boss of the teahouse, and he paid for it."

"So it's our big boss..." Xiao Li said dejectedly, "I thought..."

"Why?"

Fu Ran looked at her, Mr. Han took a sip of tea and cast his gaze over.

Xiao Li suddenly felt pressure doubled, she hurriedly shook her head, "It's nothing, the big boss is handsome and looks familiar, he looks like the president of the Han Group hahahahahaha..."

Fu Ran propped up his chin, a sly look flashed in his eyes, "He is."

"Fuck!"

Xiao Li dropped the wooden plate and his mind went blank.

Xiao Li's movement successfully attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was staring at Mr. Han and Fu Ran.

Today, Mr. Han is wearing a black suit, shiny leather shoes, meticulously combed hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and clear outlines. He sits there expressionlessly like an indifferent emperor.

In front of the emperor, they couldn't help slowing down their breathing, for fear of causing trouble.

Regarding this, Fu Ran said that it's okay, don't make up your minds, Mr. Han is so kind, he is stupid and has a lot of money, hehehehehehehehe.

The villain Fu Ran filed a complaint first, and said to Mr. Han: "Look at you, you are frightening Xiao Li. Didn't I tell you to keep a low profile? You are a real person."

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips suddenly, and said meaningfully: "I didn't hear clearly, please say it again."

Fu Ran turned to look out the window, "The weather is really nice today."

Mr. Han sneered, "Isn't it pretty easy to say, what are you talking about."

Fu Ran lowered his head and pretended to be dead.

"The ability to talk nonsense is greater than anyone else, and he is quicker than anyone else. Who is used to this problem."

Fu Ran silently picked his nails.

speak.

Mr. Han is like a majestic patriarch, while Fu Ran is a weak little chicken being disciplined, shivering in the wind and rain.

Fu Ran raised his eyelids and glanced at Mr. Han, his lips moved slightly, "No, I have nothing to say."

Mr. Han laughed angrily, and after a while he said: "My car broke down and has been towed away. I will rest at your place today."

Fu Ran agreed without thinking, "Okay, okay."

"Maybe tomorrow too."

"Successful."

Mr. Han's eyes flickered, "Go home in a while."

"Hmm."

Now Mr. Han was satisfied, took another sip of tea, and commented: "It tastes good, keep it up."

Xiao Li, who watched the whole process of the interaction between the two at close range, was inexplicably excited. She bowed again and again, "Thank you, the big boss, for your affirmation! We will definitely continue to work hard! I wish the big boss and the little boss a long-lasting partnership...good business!"

Mr. Han said lightly: "Well, it's hard work."

"It's not hard!"

"It's none of your business here, go get busy."

"Yes, big boss!"

Xiao Li raised his chest and raised his head, turned around and walked forward with his feet raised, a series of movements were completed in one go.

Xiao Jia was amazed when she saw it, "What stimulated her?"

Xiao Chen slapped him on the back of the head, "Have you ever said that about your girlfriend? Go and ask her what's going on."

"Oh."

Xiao Jia didn't dare to disobey her cousin, so she covered her head and went to find Xiao Li.

Fu Ran finally realized that he had jumped into a big pit. He was so regretful that his intestines were green. He wished he could turn back the clock for 10 minutes. He must seal his mouth and be a quiet and beautiful man!

Misfortune comes out of the mouth, the ancients never deceived him.

He frantically thought about countermeasures in his mind, thinking about how to overturn what he had just agreed to.

Mr. Han said quietly: "Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Uh..." Fu Ran tentatively tentatively said, "If I say yes..."

Mr. Han raised the corners of his lips again, obviously he was smiling, but Fu Ran felt creepy.

He let out a long sigh, and said with nothing to love: "I don't, I'm not, it's just a two-day stay, it's totally fine."

Mr. Han snorted lightly, turning the topic over, "The teahouse is doing well."

Mentioning this, Fu Ran became excited. He immediately put the past behind him, leaned forward unconsciously, with a blush on his face, "Let me tell you, I think I can become a teahouse with this teahouse." Rich man, I get a lot of small money every day, and I signed a half-year contract with Weishang magazine, they are so generous hehehe..."

Fu Ran's smile is as mediocre as a flower, and his whole body is filled with a happy atmosphere. He is really a typical example of being brilliant when given a little sunshine.

Mr. Han doesn't hate Fu Ran like this, on the contrary, he quite likes seeing Fu Ran smile, but sometimes this little thing speaks very annoyingly.

Seeing that Fu Ran was getting close, he pinched the other person's face, "Contact me at any time if you have any questions, whether you are a model or a celebrity, don't cause trouble, and don't bother others."

Fu Ran shrank back after being pinched in the face, he said uncomfortably: "You have a lot of things to do every day, I don't have the nerve to call you whenever something happens, besides, our relationship is not good.

Mr. Han tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a deep voice, "We'll talk after we think about it."

Fu Ran curled his lips and rolled his eyes, thinking that he knew how to threaten him all day long, so he got up and walked towards the front desk, "Then I won't say anything."

Fu Ran never expected that as soon as he placed an order, the girls would scramble to rush forward. This time, there were fewer people asking for autographs and group photos. They were all asking him what his relationship with Mr. Han was, their eyes were wild as if they wanted to Swallowed him alive.

Fu Ran was squeezed in the crowd and struggled to walk. Only then did he realize how happy it is to be able to stay by Mr. Han's side.

Former benefactor father, please love me again!

Seeing Fu Ran's predicament, Mr. Han leaned against the counter with his arms folded, and watched quite leisurely.

Fu Ran looked at Mr. Han from a distance with a group of people half resentful and half pitiful, but Mr. Han ignored him.

oh oh oh.

After groping for about 10 minutes, Fu Ran, who finally escaped from the crowd of girls, ran to Mr. Han panting, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.

"You, you just have the heart to watch me be surrounded?"

Mr. Han said indifferently: "Why can't you bear it, what do you have to do with me?"

Fu Ran was at a loss for words for a moment, and was stunned in place, at a loss for what to do.

Mr. Han glanced at him, then slowed down his tone, "As long as you are willing, we can have any relationship."

Fu Ran lowered his head and didn't speak.

Mr. Han sighed almost inaudibly, and said softly, "I won't force you, go home."

Fu Ran raised his head, smiling all over his face, "That's great!"

"..." seemed to be tricked again.