Hello!What about the straight guy?

Zheng Keyang's head was about to explode. He just wanted to keep Mu Liang away from the scandal for a while. Although he didn't know how to deal with the relationship with Mu Liang, so what if he wanted to?What about the other party?

Relying on his long-term experience in handling affairs, he decided to help Mu Liang deal with the company's affairs temporarily.

"Hello, is this Zhang Dong?" Zheng Keyang took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Huh? Are you?"

"I'm Zheng Keyang, and I'm also Mu Liang's senior brother. I heard that he's in big trouble this time. I don't know what it is?"

"Xiaoliang? You have caused a lot of trouble recently. Although the matter of beating up a fellow brother is not a big deal, but if the media makes a big fuss, I will..." Zhang Dong is not stupid, he is from MOMO company The shareholders are good, but if they take the initiative to help Mu Liang with this matter, they will have to bear all the troubles that arise in the future.

"I understand that Mr. Zhang has difficulties, so I need to buy you a glass of wine and talk slowly. You won't give me some face."

"Zheng Da's manager has a great reputation, how can I refuse?"

"That's troublesome." Zheng Keyang hung up the phone. For the first time, he felt that his identity as an agent was a bit unreliable. No matter how polite the other party was, he was neither a boss nor a high-level executive, so he still didn't have much weight to say. ah.

After pondering for a while, Zheng Keyang thought of someone, hesitated again and again, and still called: "Song Yuan?"

Song Yuan was tossing and turning at this time, how could he fall asleep, when he heard the phone ringing, he immediately picked it up.

"When will you come back?" Song Yuan was used to Zheng Keyang talking around and distracting himself, not like that idiot in charge, who was stupid and stupid.

"I'm not going back yet, but I need you to do me a favor."

Song Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Huh? Do you still need my help? It's really scary."

"After doing me this favor, I can give you the right to choose the script in the future." Zheng Keyang also proposed an attractive condition.

Song Yuan was silent, and after thinking about it, his current situation was a script arranged by the agent without authorization. If he had the right to choose in the future, it would be more convenient.

"it is good."

"That's how it is. You find a car and come back now. I will tell the director to change the schedule for a while and go back to the city first."

Song Yuan suddenly thought of someone, and agreed without objection.

After dealing with everything, Zheng Keyang started the most important phone call.

It took a long time to answer the phone, and it was Zhong Liyan's lazy voice: "Hey, when will our manager Zheng be in the mood to call me, a young actor?"

"...Stop talking nonsense, where is Xiao Liang?"

"Eat and wipe clean."

"...Do you think I will believe it?" Zheng Keyang sneered.

"Huh, it's pretty smart." After Zhong Liyan sent Mu Liang back to his room, he lay on the sofa. Anyway, the environment in the guest room was unbearable for him. The sofa was big and soft, and Zhong Liyan was always pampered. , Or decided to choose to sleep on the sofa.

Although anyone seems to have been wronged.

He adjusted his posture and squinted his eyes: "Xiao Liang hasn't promised me yet."

"...Don't touch him."

"Why, if Xiaoliang and I are in love, it has nothing to do with whether I want to touch him or not."

"He doesn't like you..." Zheng Keyang was completely exposed in front of Zhong Liyan like a child.

"How do you know?" Zhongli said in a serious tone, "Zheng Keyang, if you have the ability, you can fight with me to see who Xiaoliang chooses in the end, but now... it seems that I won."

"...Xiaoliang is not necessarily our kind." A kind of person who likes the same sex.

"Anyway, I'm notorious, and straight men have provoked a lot. I like Xiaoliang, so don't mind me." Zhong Liyan sneered, "You're afraid of this, what right do you have to ask me not to touch him? Come here now, give me a punch, and snatch Xiaoliang away."

"You can't do it, you've never been able to do it." Zhong Liyan hung up the phone after saying this.

Even if I don't scold you a few words, I'm not worth it for Xiaoliang.

Zhong Liyan was in a good mood, rubbed against the sofa, and fell asleep.

When Xiao Yu came back from the kitchen, she saw the stupid look of her boss, so she covered her with a blanket.

……

When Song Yuan returned to the city, it was almost past six o'clock. When he returned to his villa, he found Zheng Keyang sitting upright on his sofa.

Throwing the coat casually, Song Yuan sat opposite him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I need your identity, go and do me a favor." Zheng Keyang told Song Yuan directly about Mu Liang.

After Song Yuan heard this, he frowned in displeasure: "I never like to reveal my identity."

"It's just that people outside the circle don't understand. Do you think those high-level people really don't know your identity?" Zheng Keyang laughed and poked the red heart.

"..." Song Yuan acquiesced, and then suddenly thought of something, "Did you just say that the person you want to help is called Mu Liang?"

"Yes, my fellow disciple."

"Then you still put him in your house now?" Song Yuan felt that this matter was inappropriate, so he couldn't help reminding him.

"No." Zheng Keyang was about to bring up that bad thing again, "Now at Zhongliyan's house."

"Zhong Liyan?" Song Yuan frowned even tighter, and he was right in guessing that Mu Liang, whom he was asked to help, was Zhong Liyan's new target now.

"They are friends." Zheng Keyang changed the subject, "You change your clothes now, and hurry up later."

Song Yuan thought about it. If the current problem is solved, Mu Liang can leave Zhongliyan's house. Thinking of this, his heart feels a little at ease.

Everything was ready, and Zhang Dong also knew what Zheng Keyang meant. It was just a meal for the high-level executives. Whoever invited him was different. It didn't take long for a table of people to gather.

When Song Yuan and Zheng Keyang arrived, the others had already drunk.

"Brother Zheng! It's finally here..." Zhang Dong arranged for two people. The rest of the people didn't care at first, but when they saw Song Yuan standing up immediately, they complained a little.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, what's going on? Even the young manager from TOYO has been invited here, so I didn't say it earlier."

Mr. Shao, the three pillars of the entertainment industry, is not a casual greeting.

Zheng Keyang was satisfied with the current situation, so the next words were easy to talk about. Song Yuan also intentionally or unintentionally brought up the fact that Mu Liang and himself had a good relationship. Treat him like those messy newcomers before, and even bring him to Xuezang.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect Xiaoliang and Mr. Shao to be good friends, and I didn't say anything about joining the company..."

"Yes, yes, if Mr. Shao is a friend, how could there be such a thing as beating someone? The current media really like to catch rumors..."

A banquet can be regarded as a lively and lively feast.

Zheng Keyang's goal has been achieved. He who doesn't drink much, drank a few more glasses.

At this time, it was already late at night.

Song Yuan looked at Zheng Keyang, whose footsteps were obviously a little messy, with distaste, and stretched out his hand to help.

"I haven't seen you lose your composure before, it's quite funny." Song Yuan said, and stuffed Zheng Keyang into the car.

He came out and drove his own car, and swept the confused Zheng Keyang behind him, but he couldn't find his address after thinking about it, and after thinking about it, he sent him back to his home.

"You said you, isn't it just to help a senior brother? Is it necessary?" Song Yuan threw a person about 1.8 meters tall on the sofa with difficulty, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Not senior brother, not..." Zheng Keyang muttered, "I like it."

"Cough cough." Song Yuan almost spewed out water, what, did he commit a Tai Sui recently, the people around...fucking are all...

But, after all, I've been with him for so long, I can't hate him even if I say I hate him, not to mention he still looks like he's trapped by love.

"Hey you..."

Zheng Keyang ignored him and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Song Yuan's eyes were complicated. He didn't understand why there is still love between men. Could it be that he was too extreme before, or...

He shook his head, intending to take a nap, if he thought about all these things again, he might be exhausted.

……

Zhong Liyan's apartment

Because he was a trainee before, Mu Liang's biological clock was very regular. He woke up not long after, and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. After sitting upright on the bed for about 5 minutes, he finally recovered. Home.

But what about words?

Mu Liang went out and found Zhong Liyan sleeping on the sofa alone before going down the stairs. He couldn't help feeling guilty, but what he didn't know was that Zhong Liyan's sofa was not a little more comfortable than sleeping on the bed.

But he, who has always been clumsy, bumped into the table and chair before he took a few steps, and the noise quickly woke up Zhong Liyan.

"Hmm..." Zhong Liyan rubbed his eyes, and before he got up, he saw Mu Liang squatting in the corner... He couldn't help being surprised, he must be hiding there alone and crying again.

Quickly stood up, walked to Mu Liang's side, and asked softly, "Xiao Liang? What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Mu Liang rubbed his knees, "Yanyan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have woken you up."

"It's okay." Zhong Liyan looked at Mu Liang's face for a while, and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he immediately pulled him up, "Where did he hit? You are not familiar with the decoration here, so be careful."

"I know." Mu Liang's long-lost warmth spread from the bottom of his heart, "Yanyan, I like you so much."

"Then..." Zhong Liyan raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Liang and I are together, okay?"

"..." Mu Liang didn't speak, stood up alone, and sat back on the sofa.

When Zhong Liyan saw it, he wanted to bite his tongue. Just now, he thought that he couldn't make Mu Liang unhappy, but he reminded him again.

"Ahem, what does Xiao Liang like to eat?" Zhong Liyan rubbed his nose and sat next to Mu Liang.

Mu Liang was silent, he didn't want to say a word now.

Zhong Liyan was just about to persuade him, but Xiao Yu pushed the door open with a resentful expression on his face.

"Boss, you're on the headlines again!"