Don't guess what your boyfriend is thinking [Entertainment]

As the investigation slowly progressed, everyone in Xu Lang's studio who was guilty was arrested, but those who were not guilty, but those who were implicated, both artists and staff, felt that they were innocent. In a pot of porridge, the porridge in the steamer was ugly. They would rather be arrested themselves, so they don't have to stay and face this mess.

Qiao An is one of the earliest contracted comedians in Xu Lang's studio. Because of his fat appearance and not-so-good looks, he just knows how to be funny. Recently, he worked hard to participate in the show, and finally watched his popularity grow a little bit. I went, but Xu Lang made this mess again and got lost.Joan felt that he had died unjustly, but many executives thought the same way. Many people rushed to the door of the general manager's office and knocked on the door, shouting, "I want to resign! I want to resign! Give me back my salary !"

Fu Hailiu, the general manager of Xu Lang's studio, felt that he was one head and two big. If the company had money, he wouldn't have such a headache. The most important thing is that the money on the company's surface is all fake and fake. In the past, all the money was obtained through Xu Lang's hands. Now Xu Lang may have been reincarnated a long time ago. Where can he find money for them to pay their wages?

Le Changlang saw this report while watching the evening news, and thought for a while, "Mr. Bi, will Xu Lang's studio go bankrupt?"

Bi Fanshu didn't even look at it and said, "Their company has financial problems, and it's only a matter of time before they go bankrupt."

"Is there any available talent there? Isn't our vacation house project about to start? Hire some people at a reasonable price?"

Bi Fanshu suddenly looked at Le Changlang with a look of surprise, "Didn't you keep saying that I am a bourgeoisie who specifically exploits you working class? Why do you now have the nerve to recruit some people at a low price?"

Le Changlang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and immediately leaned down and hugged Mr. Bi's arm, "Didn't I marry a chicken and follow a dog? Hehehe."

Bi Fanshu pinched Le Changlang's nose and didn't say anything. He watched Fu Hailiu, who was being questioned by all the media and employees on TV, and Qiao An, who flashed by in the corner, "They There are still a few talented people in the company. After a while, let’s talk about it when their company’s valuation is lower.”

Le Changlang once again saw the power of the exploiting class.

In the past few days, there were reporters squatting at the door every day, so Le Changlang could only squat at home, so Le Changlang bought a box of soaked chicken feet online.

"Ah~" Le Changlang limped out of the toilet, feeling that he was not well.Le Changlang ate 400 grams of chicken feet yesterday, and today he was undoubtedly eaten by spicy chrysanthemums.After taking a bath, Mr. Bi lay on the bed refreshed, with his abdominal muscles half exposed, his long legs stretched and bent, and he was very tempting.But the chrysanthemum-spicy Le Changlang was powerless, so he could only silently swallow back the saliva that flowed to his mouth.

Bi Fanshu, who was leaning on the bed and pretending to read a book, saw that Le Changlang did not rush over immediately as usual, and couldn't help wondering if his charm for Le Changlang had declined.Bi Fanshu got out of bed slowly, and Le Changlang, who was in love with his chest and belly exposed, was dangling around.

Le Changlang felt that his eyes were going to be glued to Mr. Bi's body, and the eight-pack abs were dangling in front of his eyes, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch it, and as long as he bent down, he could lick it, Le Changlang He felt his heart itching unbearably, and as soon as Le Changlang moved, a hot feeling came from behind him, and all the charm in Le Changlang's heart disappeared immediately.

Although Bi Fanshu didn't have any expression on his face, he looked at Le Changlang with strange eyes in his heart. What's wrong with this guy today? He even showed his abs and swayed in front of him, but he wasn't tempted. Could it be... Could it be that he was "fed" before me?Bi Fanshu immediately put ice scum like he didn't want money.

Having been with Mr. Bi for so long, Le Changlang has already developed the skills to detect Mr. Bi's emotions anytime and anywhere. Almost at the moment Bi Fanshu was angry, Le Changlang's back felt cold, and Le Changlang immediately rushed over to hug him. Holding Bi Fanshu's thigh and crying, "Mr. Bi, I was wrong!"

Could it be that I was guessed by myself?Bi Fanshu became even more angry, and became even more chilled, "Say, what did you do wrong?"

Le Changlang raised his head and looked at the black-faced Mr. Bi. In fact, he didn't know what he did wrong. He just yelled out of habit. I understand that Mr. Bi may be dissatisfied with his desires.As soon as he figured it out, Le Changlang rubbed Mr. Bi's long legs, and said flatteringly, "Mr. Bi, I ate too many chicken feet today and got burned by spicy chrysanthemums, so I can't fight you for three hundred rounds. But I can still lick it."

In fact, Bi Fanshu smelled the smell of pickled peppers and chicken feet as soon as he came home these few days. He knew that eating so much spicy food would definitely bring spicy chrysanthemums, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.Mr. Bi thought about it hard, and felt that they hadn't used this position for a long time, so he nodded in agreement.

In order to prevent Mr. Bi from further hurting himself, Le Changlang licked and licked very hard.At the beginning, Mr. Bi felt very enjoyable and comfortable, and he became more and more satisfied with Le Changlang's technique. However, when Le Changlang licked his head for the nth time, he slowly began to feel that something was wrong, but Bi Fanshu couldn't feel anything wrong.At the moment when Bi Fanshu released it, Bi Fanshu finally knew what it felt like that was wrong, he was provoked!

Bi Fanshu immediately pinched Le Changlang's cheeks, "Did you not rinse your mouth after eating the chicken feet?"

Le Changlang nodded blankly and didn't think there was anything wrong for the time being, but after he realized it, he suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason, "Ahahaha, Mr. Bi, ahahaha, we are really a match made in heaven. .”

So Mr. Bi, who was hot, and Le Changlang, who was hot, could only chat with the quilt tonight, and did not do any sports.

Xu Lang's studio went bankrupt very quickly, and many people left without their salaries. The only ones left were those who couldn't leave or couldn't find another home.Qiao An is just like this. He was not very good looking, and his ability is not the most outstanding. Nowadays, comedians in the domestic entertainment industry are not very popular, and the audience is average, so Qiao An, who had a weak fan base, became No one picked up the broken offer, and stayed in Xu Lang's studio all the time.

Fu Hailiu looked at the empty and dilapidated studio, and his heart couldn't stop bleeding. Although he didn't open this studio by himself, he also put a lot of effort into it.When Fu Hailiu looked at Qiao An and the other artists who were still quietly doing hygiene in the studio, he couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.Fu Hailiu walked over, "Why haven't you guys left yet?"

Qiao An exchanged glances with the trainees, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Because we have no other place to go other than here."

Fu Hailiu looked at Qiao An's face, "Aren't you a comedian who was popular on the Internet for a while before? No one wants it?"

Joan shook her head, "It's only been popular for a day or two."

Fu Hailiu sighed and told them not to clean up so much, just pick up the trash and sweep the floor.When Fu Hailiu returned to his office, he felt sad looking at the few old employees who were still following him outside. At the beginning, Xu Lang hired his team over with a high salary. With this appearance, Fu Hailiu felt that he was sorry for them.

When he woke up the next day, the hot Chrysanthemum and Jiji recovered, and Le Changlang couldn't help but threw himself on Mr. Bi's body and licked his eight-pack abs.Seeing Mr. Bi's big brother get up, he sat on it excitedly, swaying and shouting, "kimochi~kimochi~kimochi~"

Bi Fanshu woke up amidst the noise of kimochi, but as soon as he woke up, he felt a deep sense of pleasure that was about to be squeezed dry. Bi Fanshu immediately took a deep breath, held back tightly, and then slapped him The PIA was on Le Changlang's buttocks, "Why are you so rippling when you get up early in the morning?"

"Because I want to collect public grain, lest you have too much food and be eaten by others." Le Changlang would not tell Mr. Bi that he had a dream last night that Mr. Bi was walking outside like a flower peacock, and then all kinds of birds flew When they came, even cats and dogs of different species also ran over.Immediately, Le Changlang woke up with a start, feeling that he must never let Mr. Bi's desires be dissatisfied again.

However, Bi Fanshu didn't think so. He thought it might be because Le Changlang got a hot asshole last night, and he got itchy when he woke up early in the morning, so he took the initiative to poke him.

When Le Changlang watched with satisfaction that Mr. Bi's two swollen balls had finally deflated, he lifted his buttocks and left in satisfaction. , the wife said she was very satisfied."

Bi Fanshu couldn't help laughing.

Sitting in his office, Fu Hailiu couldn't help but sighed again, "It's been almost a week, why haven't you come to buy it? If I go on, I will almost have no money to pay everyone's salary."

Fu Hailiu's secretary was also very worried, because she knew that everyone's wages were paid by the general manager himself in the past few days, and in order not to delay everyone, the wages were paid daily. There are some employees who have to support their families, and they cannot live without wages.The secretary poured Fu Hailiu another cup of coffee, "How about we promise Shengguang Entertainment, although 5000 million is a little less, but they will help us pay the rest of the debt."

Fu Hailiu shook his head, "No, 5000 million is too little, that is, the recording equipment, shooting equipment, etc. on our floor add up to more than this price, and once they take over, Qiao An and the others will definitely Those who are dismissed will have no way to survive. Let's wait...wait..." Fu Hailiu said to the secretary as well as himself, wait a little longer, and if you persevere, you will be able to Find a better buyer.

Just when the two of them thought they were going to spend the day in a daze, Fu Hailiu's cell phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar cell phone number, "Hello?"

"Hello? Is this Mr. Fu Hailiu, the general manager of Xu Lang's studio? I'm Abigail, the secretary-general of Bi's Group. Our president is willing to buy your company. I wonder if you're free today? I want to get The contract used to discuss acquisition matters with you.”

Fu Hailiu looked at his secretary with bright eyes, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said calmly, "Yes, we welcome you anytime."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Hailiu immediately asked the secretary to get ready. The Bi Group is a monster even stronger than Shengguang. Fu Hailiu still doesn't forget to make his subordinates dress up a little bit, even if he has nothing to do, wait And when Abigail comes over, he'll have to act very professional.As for the artist like Qiao An, Fu Hailiu directly asked them to prepare a resume for themselves, and praised themselves vigorously.

As soon as the news that Bi's Group was going to acquire Xu Lang's studio came out, everyone had a new explanation for why Bi Fanshu wanted to attack Xu Lang and the others, so there were a lot of different opinions on the Internet.The mainstream thought that Bi Fanshu bought it for Le Changlang, but they all thought otherwise.

Fu Hailiu also thought the same way at the beginning of the negotiation, but when Abigail asked them to leave here and go to a place in Shankara to run a resort project that had not yet started, Fu Hailiu thought he had heard it wrong.

Fu Hailiu looked at Abigail with some disbelief while holding the resort planning book handed over by Abigail, "Are you sure you're not joking?"

Abigail pushed his glasses, "I'm not kidding, love, if it wasn't because our president's wife took a fancy to your leadership ability, we wouldn't come here to buy you."

Fu Hailiu licked his lips, "Then what about artists like Qiao An?"

"Don't worry, we will make plans after judging their respective abilities. But as for whether they are still artists or not, I don't know."

Fu Hailiu gritted his teeth, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, I think it will be difficult for us to find a better employer than your Bi's Group, sign it."

Abigail showed a satisfied smile, "I wish us a happy cooperation."

"Pleasant to work with."

When Abigail left, he also told Fu Hailiu that Le Changlang would come over tomorrow to see the abilities of those artists, and Mr. Bi would also arrange for someone to come over to explain some things, remember to be ready when the time comes.

Qiao An and the others were a little happy when they knew that their new employer was Bi's Group, but when they heard that if they were not capable enough, they would not be able to be an artist, but would become a small employee of the company. Not sad either, because it's better than no hope at all.

Le Changlang also didn't know that Mr. Bi had arranged such a job for himself, "What if I accidentally missed one or two future international stars? After all, I really haven't come into contact with drafts. "

Bi Fanshu silently said to Le Changlang's head, "It's okay, our family is not short of the two dollars, asking you to do it is just a way to stop their mouths, if they are really too bad, don't show mercy. As long as you are happy good."

Le Changlang couldn't help looking sideways at Mr. Bi, with a look of disbelief, "Mr. Bi, why are you so warm? Haven't you always followed the route of a domineering president?"

Bi Fanshu smiled slightly, and directly pulled Le Changlang to press his head on his crotch, "The domineering president you want."

Le Changlang struggled for a while, "Mr. Bi, you have already paid a lot of public rations this morning, and paying more public rations will hurt your health, you have to calm down!"

Bi Fanshu tore off his shirt, revealing his perfect eight-pack abs. Le Changlang stopped immediately, but he still didn't want Mr. Bi to hurt his body. Le Changlang looked at Mr. Bi's long legs next to his face. , suddenly his eyes lit up, "Mr. Bi, we can play a new one."

"Huh?" Bi Fanshu raised his eyebrows.

So when Abigail came to hand over the contract after asking for instructions, he saw Mr. Bi sitting on the office chair with his legs crossed with a calm face, while Le Changlang was sitting on the ground obsessively touching Mr. Bi's calf.

Abigail, "..." And my heart is strong enough.

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