picked up a little wolf dog

Ye Ran put the mineral water at his feet, but didn't drink it, and no one forced him to drink it.

He said to Wei Cheng: "Now you are the only one who is willing to tell me the truth."

Wei Cheng didn't answer, but said: "There are still four or five hours, if you are tired, you can take a nap."

Ye Ranzhen leaned his head on Wei Cheng's shoulder, and closed his eyes as the van rose and fell.

Those five or six young people looked at Ye Ran like a monster, and saw Wei Cheng's face reddened, red in black.

No way, Ye Ran is a person who can fall asleep with a knife rest on his neck.

After Ye Ran left, Jiang Tong received a call, and the caller ID was Penang. Jiang Tong's first reaction was Jiang Peng, and he answered it without thinking.

As a result, there was an unfamiliar voice on the opposite side: "Hello, is this Jiang Tong?"

"Yes, who are you?" Jiang Tong replied politely.

"Brother Jiang Tong, Peng Mutong is your younger brother, right? You can persuade him quickly, I can't control it anymore. Don't let him go to the Wild. Chicken TV Festival, he will go; don't let him get in touch with that Internet celebrity , he is partial, and the Weibo that has not been updated for ten thousand years is just for such an Internet celebrity who looks like him... Who am I? Brother, I was so anxious that I forgot to report to you. I am Peng Mutong's manager man!"

Stupid broker!

"Ah, it's you, hello, silly..." Before he could say anything, Jiang Tong realized his mistake and quickly changed his words, "Hello, manager."

"Brother, you have a really nice voice, are you the host? It would be great if Peng Mutong spoke half as nicely as you. He spoke coldly, as if someone owed him 800 million..."

Jiang Tong thought about it carefully, his younger brother is well-behaved, virtuous and cute, when did he become cold?

Just as he was about to refute, he suddenly remembered that the agent was talking about Jiang Peng who is Peng Mutong. As a star, there must be some labels to attract fans. The cold and handsome Peng Mutong is not the label you put on him Well, why did you blame him instead?

Jiang Tong was angry and wanted to seek justice for Jiang Peng.

Then I thought about it, this is not the time to ask for justice, why the idiot manager called me at this time?

"Well, Mr. Broker, can I interrupt you?"

The chatter over there finally stopped, and the manager asked rather puzzled, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Shouldn't this be me asking you, you call me a lot at noon, and you don't want to delay me from eating barbecue and bibimbap, why are you asking me?

"Oh, Mr. Broker, it was you who called me."

"Hey, look at me. Whenever I mention Peng Mutong, I start chattering. My brother laughed at me."

No laughing, no laughing, I just want to eat now, thank you.

"I want my elder brother to persuade Peng Mutong not to be in that pheasant. Oh, no, it was the Lancheng TV Festival. Whoever likes to win a broken prize will go. I have a bigger one." The prize goes to him."

Jiang Tong almost blurted out "What award, Oscar?"

But he controlled himself, showed a standard smile with four teeth, and his tone was as steady as an announcement: "Okay, Mr. Manager, do you have any other questions? If not, I won't delay your work. I wish you a happy work, Have fun. Goodbye."

But I said in my heart that I will never see you again, and I don't know where this idiot found his phone number.

After answering the phone call, Jiang Tong felt that he was called "Big Brother, Big Brother", at least ten years older. He thought, why are all the strange things being met by his younger brother?

Putting on a showman opponent, binding and copying CP; adding an idiot manager, the heart is higher than the sky.

Fate is really a mysterious thing, is it so difficult to win an award?

But what is more gratifying is that he found that he is the man at the top of the food chain, and his manager is Jiang Peng's old lady, and Jiang Peng is his own old lady.

Jiang Tong went back to the bedroom to answer the call, and when he came out, Wu Gang even ate his share, and ate it up!

Jiang Tong looked at the empty lunch box, then at Wu Gang's big belly, and said sincerely, "Are you a devil?"

Are you a devil! ?

Wu Gang moved his body, which he claimed to be strong but actually fat, leaned over and picked up a potato shred that was as thin as a hair, and said, "There is a little left, if you don't mind..."

The word "dislike" was written all over Jiang Tong's body and face.

"Then I won't be polite." Wu Gang opened his mouth wide, put the shredded potato into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

With his hands on his hips, Jiang Tong was so angry that he couldn't speak, he pointed at Wu Gang for a while and said, "Eat, you can eat, and you won't be afraid that you will fill up your belly!"

"It's impossible to have a full stomach. My Wu Gang's stomach is made of steel bars. It's alright, don't worry about it, brother."

Jiang Tong was so angry that his liver trembled, but his stomach was empty, so he had to go back to the room to order food, fill his stomach before fighting!

When Ye Ran got out of the car, it should be five or six o'clock in the evening. He didn't know the exact time, but he just felt that it was good to breathe fresh air after staying in the van for a long time.

What's more, this is the suburbs, and the air is exceptionally fresh.

"Are you hungry?" Wei Cheng asked.

Ye Ran just got out of the car and was still stretching his arms to relax himself. When he asked him this question, he seemed really hungry.

But Ye Ran was not so naive that Wei Cheng would let him eat, so he just shook his head.

In front of them was the big iron gate of the prison. It was pitch-black, and there was an aura of power without anger.

Ye Ran took a look and said, "Let's go."

He didn't think much about it, since he came, he was safe, so he lifted his feet and walked towards the iron gate.But he didn't want to be grabbed by Wei Cheng's clothes suddenly, and when he turned around, he slapped his face with a slap.

Ye Ran's face was so pale that he hadn't seen the sun all year round, it was pale and pale, and with this slap, his right cheek instantly turned red.

He didn't cover his face with his hand, and he didn't express his anger. He just lowered his head for a moment, and then said to Wei Cheng, who clenched the hand that hit him into a fist, "Let's go."

Wei Cheng didn't hit him this time, and he didn't follow behind him. Instead, he rushed out at such a fast speed that Ye Ran had to trot to catch up.

But Ye Ran didn't want to trot, he was tired, hungry, and in pain, so he just followed Wei Cheng far away.

Wei Cheng went to talk to the guard guarding the gate, and the guard opened the small gate next to the big iron gate.

Ye Ran walked very slowly, but no one urged him, and no one cared about him.

Wei Cheng was in front of him, always keeping a distance of three or four meters from him, neither too close nor too far, allowing him to see.

After entering the office building, Wei Cheng stopped at the door of an office deep in the corridor on the second floor, waiting for Ye Ran to come over.

After Ye Ran came over, he understood what Wei Cheng meant, and wanted to open the door to enter, but Wei Cheng grabbed his arm: "Follow him."

Ye Ran lowered her head and lowered her eyes, not knowing if she heard it or not.

Wei Cheng felt that it was not the case that he was always holding on to other people's arms, so he let go.

The moment he let go of Ye Ran, Ye Ran pushed the door open and entered.

Wei Cheng was separated from the outside by the sound of closing the door, feeling uneasy.

Inside the door, a young man put down the newspaper in his hand with a smile on his face, and said, "How many hours have you been waiting for me? Are you tired?"

He is more than 20 years old, with flat hair, sitting on the sofa chair behind the desk, with his legs crossed.

Neither like a leader - he is a bit ruffian; nor like a prisoner - he sits in the office and does not wear a prison uniform.

Ye Ran walked over and sat on the chair in front of the huge desk.

The flat-headed young man put Erlang's legs down, put his arms on the desk, leaned his upper body slightly, and stopped smiling after carefully looking at Ye Ran: "You were beaten? Who beat you, Wei Cheng?"

Ye Ran kept his eyes down, but now he raised his head and looked directly at the young man.The young man's eyes are small, but extremely energetic, the brilliance of a carnivore seeing its prey.It's especially scary when you're not smiling.

Ye Ran and him stared at each other for a long time, then turned his head to the side and stopped looking at him.

The young man also sat back and snorted coldly: "That kid in Wei Cheng has a bit of a conscience, if you hadn't come in with Cai, I wouldn't have been slapped. Does it hurt?"

Ye Ran still tilted her head: "It doesn't hurt as much as you beat me."

The young man laughed again this time. He is dark-skinned and has a fierce appearance, but when he smiles, he has such a kind energy: "I mean, when did I hit you?"

Ye Ran didn't have time or thought to play Tai Chi with him, so he turned his head back, looked at the young man squarely, and asked, "When can I leave?"

"You want to leave before your butt is hot? - Don't worry."

The young man got up, picked up the cup on the table, went to the water dispenser to get a cup of hot water, walked back and put it in Ye Ran's hand: "This place is cold, drink some hot water."

Ye Ran could feel the unique aura of the young man. At this moment, he was standing beside him, and his hands were almost touching his body.

Ye Ran took a deep breath: "You live a leisurely life."

The young man left him and sat back on the sofa chair behind the desk, with his head tilted back and his hands crossed in front of him, looking extremely relaxed and comfortable.

Xu Shi himself thought so too, and said with a smile, "It's not bad, but I can't fuck you."

Ye Ran slammed the water glass down on the table, a few drops of water splashed out, and opened his mouth to say something, but felt that what he said was useless to the person in front of him.

He simply stood up, turned around and walked towards the door.

"Stop." When Ye Ran walked halfway, the young man suddenly said this.His voice was not loud, nor serious, and there was even a hint of a smile in it.

Ye Ran stood upright, turned her head, and said helplessly to the young man:

"Lu Dongchuan, what exactly do you want?"

The young man with a flat head named Lu Dongchuan was smiling, and he was still sitting on the sofa, but he stretched out his arms, as if he was about to hold a child.

"Come here, let me take a good look at you."

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