Dedicated to the silly little white artist

410

In fact, Zheng He didn't know who owned Boss Song's company until the end. Mr. Bai had already strictly controlled his ID card, household registration book, bank account number and other things. 2000 yuan, and I won’t give any extra cents. If Mr. Bai hadn’t paid for the messy eating and drinking, Zheng He would hardly be able to afford clothes.

Sang Bei came here a few times during this period, and before going out for the last time, he said to Zheng He: "You should go back to the set."

Zheng He thought it was a little weird, Mr. Bai told him directly about his usual affairs, why did he go to the north this time?The more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand. After everyone left, he went to ask the man. The curtains in the study room were drawn tightly, and Mr. Bai was sleeping on the table.

Zheng He's eyes were a little sour when he saw this scene. He didn't know what Mr. Bai was busy with, but it was obvious that the man was in trouble. He didn't sleep well for several nights. Sometimes Zheng He woke up in the middle of the night, You can see the man flipping through the documents with the desk lamp on.

Then, just when Zheng He was full of guilt and couldn't share his worries, he saw the man turn his face away, still chewing vitamin pills in his mouth.

Zheng He:"……"

Mr. Bai wiped his mouth and asked, "Is it noon? I'm hungry."

Zheng He:"……"

What more can he say.

410 one

The words are divided into two parts.

When Young Master Rong was invited into Hongzhi, Youqing directly told all the things of the past few days, including the wooden comb that appeared inexplicably.

"What are you going to do?" Hongzhi's young master asked Young Master Rong.

Young Master Rong thought for a while: "I'll return the wooden comb to Mr. Bai in a while. The matter of their father and son has nothing to do with me."

The young master's brows jumped: "Don't you think that since Bai En attaches so much importance to this wooden comb, you can rely on him to get what you want?"

Young Master Rong shook his head directly: "I dare not take Bai En's things, he is too scary, you can't even imagine how long he can hold grudges."

The young master was hurt by Young Master Rong's anger, so he casually grabbed the phone next to him and threw it at Young Master Rong, shouting: "You're afraid of a fart! I'm not fucking behind you!"

The phone fell directly on Rong Shao's right chest. Rong Shao's face turned pale, and he trembled for a long time before he could catch his breath. The first thing this man came to him was because he had had a good time with Bai En. Rong Shao knew better than anyone else. If he doesn't get the information he wants from himself, his fate will definitely be worse than last time.

But even so, Young Master Rong wanted to fight... He owed so much debt, so he could only flee to country C for refuge.

410 two

Mr. Bai's psychiatrists have recently researched a new therapy. Regardless of the details, it is generally aimed at Bai En's missing memories of the past few years. The results have emerged. Bai En can now accurately tell the arrangement of some items. .

Of course, pain comes with it.

Bai En would feel flustered inexplicably, feeling that something was rushing behind him, and he felt insecure. After hearing this, Bai Runze was very afraid that Bai En's illness would relapse if this situation continued, but he was far away, and he kept it a secret. It's just that there is no way to notify others.

Ah Rong always called him during this time. Bai En knew that the wooden comb was with the other party. On the one hand, he wanted to talk, but on the other hand, he wanted to drop the phone immediately, but Zheng He was reasonable and comforted him. He still had to pick up the phone, no matter how uncomfortable I would rather wait until I hang up before dropping the phone.

Bai En felt that what he said was very reasonable, and then he saw Zheng He press the [hands-free] button on the phone, and sat beside him solemnly waiting to eavesdrop on what topic Rong Shao was talking about with Mr. Bai.

At first, Bai En felt that awkward jealous mode was very useful, but when Arong began to miss the days when he was with him inexplicably, Zheng He's hand began to pinch Bai En's arm.

Bai En pulled Zheng He's hand away, and Zheng He glared at Bai En.

Bai En: "..."

He put his hand up again.

After finally hanging up the phone, Zheng He started pouring out sour beans: "What does he miss about the past with you? And he said you like the mole on his neck?! Disgusting, isn't it disgusting! Tell me! What else did you not tell me ?”

Bai En said that he was innocent: "I only found out today that he has a mole on his neck."

Zheng He frowned: "...Then who told him that?"

Bai En spread his hands: "I don't know, maybe it's other men who slept with him."

Zheng He didn't believe it: "How could this kind of thing be remembered wrongly?"

Bai En said: "I don't need to lie to you, based on what I know about him, he must have almost forgotten my name now."

Facts have proved that Bai En's speculation is completely correct.

Over there, Rong Shao, who put down his phone, felt that the relationship between himself and Mr. Bai had returned to the past, so now he should go further.

"Should I use a more intimate name next time? What should I call it? Bai Bai? Xiao Bai? Old Bai? Oh, by the way, what is Mr. Bai's full name?...Um, Bai Rui? Bai Ji? Tsk, why can't I remember?"

410 three

Zheng He packed up his things and is ready to go back to filming. Now he completely regards "Meeting in 28 Hours" as his final work. When he thinks of the clips he shot before, he wants to polish everything. The more perfect the better, Not in vain for my hard work over the years.

Mr. Bai didn't follow him this time. Zheng He didn't know that the man was going to be treated. He simply thought that he was too busy with work, and told him to remember to rest for a long time. He must come back before seven o'clock every night, and left reluctantly.

Mr. Bai leaned against the doorway and watched Zheng He drive away with a smile. When he turned his head, his expression was as dark as if someone owed him money. Jie Zi and Chen Ming exchanged glances, and Jie Zi said, "Mr. Bai, the doctor said that you have to control Own."

Bai En took off his glasses and rubbed his temples in circles: "Go and turn on the monitor screen."

Jay didn't move.

Bai En said: "Do you believe it or not, if you are one step behind, I will be able to disown my relatives?"

Chen Ming hurriedly moved the screen over, from connecting the wires to starting the machine in one go, the total time did not exceed 1 minute.

Bai En looked at Zheng He's back on the screen, who was leaning outside the window and looking into the villa, his face finally softened, and he asked, "Have you found anything new at Fourteen?"

Jiezi smiled wryly: "Fourteen went to country J, and now BEACHER is in charge of Sangbei."

"What about Hanxintang?" Bai En asked.

"No loss, no gain, steady rise." Jiezi rarely answered seriously.

Bai En tapped his finger on the table, and the frequency of each tap could be calculated accurately with a stopwatch. He screened all the news he knew over and over again, and said: "Tell City B that the transaction is suspended, and the shop is sublet go out."

"Mr. Bai, it's impossible for Hongzhi to extend his hand that long. There's no need for you to do that." Chen Ming immediately guessed what Mr. Bai was planning.

"It's not necessary to try." Bai En said: "I want to see where his bottom line is. At this time, if you make more gains, you will definitely not lose."

"Then do you think it's better to use the industry in City B?" Chen Ming asked.

Bai En said softly: "Only by setting a long line can you catch big fish, right?"

Jie Zi smiled: "Your words are exactly the same as what Master Bai said."

Bai En also laughed: "The old man is smart, otherwise he wouldn't live to this age..."