After wearing a book, I became popular with dog blood dramas

Ever since Chen Yao molested Meng Tingshen in the office that day, Meng Tingshen has dragged him into the blacklist and refused him to appear in front of his eyes.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy, please call again later..." Chen Yao hung up the call and frowned. Meng Tingshen blocked him for four or five days and still didn't release him, so he went to his company Looking for someone, Secretary Jin repeatedly insisted that his boss was on a business trip.

He was tired of hearing the same cliché every time.The boss is on a business trip, so why is his personal secretary still staying in the company? Isn't this just kidding?But there was nothing he could do, Meng Tingshen just avoided seeing him.

Chen Yao never expected that Meng Tingshen's face was so thin, and he would not have exposed him if he had known about it. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. He sighed deeply, and then got up to pack his things.

Since "The Night Banquet" became popular, Zhan Biao's value as a director has increased a lot when he came back. Many production crews approached him to direct the show. He chose to watch a live reality show, and remembered it as soon as he signed the contract. The brothers who share weal and woe, called yesterday to invite Chen Yao to work together again.

Originally, Chen Yao wanted to rest for a few more months, but Zhan Biao said he wanted to take advantage of the popularity of "The Banquet of a Rich Family". After the two collaborations, the relationship between Chen Yao and Zhan Biao was stronger than iron. I agreed.

He is going to leave today, and he still wants to call Meng Tingshen to say goodbye, but now he can only leave him a letter for Secretary Jin to convey, and I don't know if he has opened it to read.

"Hey, my skin has recovered in less than ten days after I came back." Zhan Biao was the same as last time, leaning against his van and waiting for him, squinting his eyes and looking him up and down. Chen Yao's complexion is much fairer, at least not as dark as they were before. " But this time I’m going to come back.”

Chen Yao raised his arm and punched him in the chest, "Men are more handsome with black spots, but your aesthetics is not good."

"Brother Chen Yao!" A small head popped out of the car window, and he waved to Chen Yao excitedly.

Chen Yao threw the luggage into Zhan Biao's hands and asked him to put it away, and responded sideways, "Song Cheng, long time no see!"

Song Cheng opened the car door to let him in, chirping and telling him that "The Night Banquet" was popular. As the lead actor, he accepted many interviews, and many scripts were asked to make him the lead actor, but he didn't agree. Knowing that he is not expected to be an actor, his parents don't want him to enter the entertainment circle, saying that there are mixed snakes and fish in it, and they don't know if the bones are swallowed.

"Then why are your parents willing to participate in the variety show this time?" Chen Yao put on his seat belt and turned to ask him curiously, "I heard from Zhan Biao that this variety show also invites popular stars."

Song Cheng raised his hand and stroked the back of his head and smiled, "Isn't Brother Biao the director, and my parents are relieved when they hear that you are here."

Zhan Biao opened the trunk and put his luggage away, turned around and opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. While fastening his seat belt, he broke the news with Chen Yao, "He was messing around at home and insisting on coming, rolling on the ground and choking at the waist. I said you were here and could help take care of him, so Uncle Song didn't let him go out."

"I didn't, my parents couldn't control me, and I just tried a little harder when I argued." Song Cheng turned his eyes to the car window, his neck was thick and red, and he refused to admit his shrew behavior.

The two looked at him with 45-degree smirks at the corners of their mouths, their eyes full of ridicule.Song Cheng clearly saw the malicious intentions of the two from the reflection on the car window, his heart trembled, and his cell phone rang suddenly.

It was his father who called, and he quickly turned his head to stare at the two in surprise. Zhan Biao waved at him the WeChat chat history on his hand. The latest message was a voice message just sent. Chen Yao turned on the voice heartily: My dad Mom can't control me, and I just tried a little harder when I argued.

Fearing that he didn't hear clearly, Chen Yao clicked again. Song Cheng listened to his angry voice coming from the phone with dead eyes. His father kept calling and vowed to call him until he answered the phone.

He answered his father's phone desperately, "You brat, you wanted to fly right after you left the house, right? Let me tell you, even an 80-year-old man can take care of you. If you don't obey me, I'll go to the media and tell you Wetting the bed at the age of 13..."

"Dad, I, Brother Chen Yao and Brother Biao, are at the side. What are you talking about?" Song Cheng quickly and nervously covered the receiver, and signaled to his father that there were people around him, but his father's loud voice, Chen Yao and Zhan Biao, had already I heard.

Unexpectedly, Father Song became even angrier, and his voice became even higher, "I'm talking nonsense? After wetting the bed, you insulted Fox. It's still a child. How can a kitten's urine be so blistered... "

Chen Yao and Zhan Biao had blank expressions on their faces, looking cheap.Unable to bear the pressure, Song Cheng raised his hands and surrendered. He was about to cry, "Dad, please, I'm almost ashamed to see people."

With a puff, Chen Yao and Zhan Biao started laughing with their heads up. Song Cheng hung up his father's phone, lowered his head and covered his face, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. It's fine, if it's not possible, let the time go back to the previous few minutes, he will definitely not be embarrassed.

Chen Yao embarked on a new journey happily, while Meng Tingshen on the other side was not so happy.

He stared sullenly at the paper towel that Chen Yao had brought from nowhere, on which thousands of words were written in eloquence, and he was so perfunctory in writing to him. No one can understand it except himself.

Meng Tingshen looked back and forth for two hours, but couldn't find a word he knew. He had evidence that when the nine-year compulsory education became popular, Chen Yao ran to the caveman and hid with his good brother.

With a headache, he balled it up and threw it into the trash can. Looking back, he thought that this was the first letter Chen Yao wrote to him, then bent down and pulled it out. Coincidentally, Secretary Jin just opened the door and came in.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Secretary Jin immediately turned around and closed the door, then stood in the distance and pinched his nose and said, "Boss, wouldn't it be good for me to buy back the used things if you think they are useful? Even if you are not willing to pay, we are subordinates." I’m willing to lend you a hundred yuan for free. Why do you still have to pull it out of the trash can? It’s so unhygienic.”

"..."

"If there is no pull of the earth's gravity, will your brain hole fly out of the earth and rush to the center of the universe?" Meng Ting's deep eyes almost rolled back to the back of his head, and he asked sharply, "Do you think I look like someone who is short of that little money?" ?”

"..." Secretary Jin didn't reply to him, but his expressionless face and dead white eyes said everything, he was that kind of person.Except for pretending to be a big head and occasionally accompanying customers when he had to, Meng Tingshen would especially knock on the door.

Inviting them to a meal would take four or five days in private. The last time he pretended to hire a group of bodyguards and yelled at him for several days, and complained that the security company didn't give him a discount. Until now, he couldn't figure out what Meng Tingshen was. How did you muster up the courage to propose to take care of Chen Yao?

"I... I'm just frugal at ordinary times. It's shameful to waste it!" Meng Tingshen definitely didn't take his seat right. He didn't blink his eyes when he invested hundreds of millions. How could he be distressed by a few hundred yuan? He still pays for Yao's meals, and he doesn't feel bad at all.

Secretary Jin became more and more expressionless, and stretched out his hand to ask him for money, "Then return me the 20 yuan I advanced for you last time."

Meng Ting lowered his head and opened the drawer and threw in the letter Chen Yao left for him. He pretended not to hear the words, and naturally raised his head and asked him, "Secretary Jin, what do you need from me?"

"Just pretend to be deaf if I ask you to pay back the money, hey tui~ I've known you for eight lifetimes." Secretary Jin handed him the document in his hand, and said mercilessly, "You should pay it back for my birthday next month. Me. Otherwise, interest will be added next time."

Meng Tingshen opened the file and looked it over carefully, holding it in a serious tone, "Secretary Jin, please don't talk about personal matters during working hours, and that interest hurts our brotherhood for many years."

"Hehe, the person who is unwilling to pay back the 20 yuan is talking about brotherhood with me." Secretary Jin looked at him with disdain and resentment, "The president of the dignified Meng Group owes money and refuses to pay back, and wants to learn how to be domineering in novels." The president spent a lot of money to support him."

Meng Ting raised his head sharply, "Your tone of resentment can be compared to that of a procuress in an ancient brothel. If you don't take this month's bonus, don't ask for it."

Secretary Jin knocked on his desk with his fingers, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Meng Domineering President Ting Shen, please allow me to remind you that it is a violation of the "Labor Contract" to deduct employees' bonuses at will. You are breaking the law knowingly .”

"Are you a human? Ask yourself, are you still a human?" Meng Tingshen was very angry. He would be teased even if he became a domineering president. The domineering president said so in Wen Li, and his secretary was trembling and dared not answer back. , but his family relied on their years of affection to speak with all their heart and soul.

Secretary Jin withdrew his smile and put his hand on his chest to answer him seriously, "I asked, it's still human, the genuine one, 24 pure K is absolutely not fake."

Meng Tingshen stood up, grabbed the tissue box on the table and threw it at him angrily, "Get out! Get out without stopping!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out." Secretary Jin took the tissue box and put it away. After making him angry, he was satisfied and prepared to retreat. He put his hand on the doorknob and suddenly turned around, "By the way, your Chen Yao asked me to relay a sentence .”

"He still knows how to leave a message? What did he say?" Meng Tingshen was still very curious about what Chen Yao left. He didn't leave a message when he didn't find Chen Yao before. Seeing the smirk on Secretary Jin's face, he suddenly had a bad feeling. , "If it doesn't sound good, don't say it, I don't want to hear it."

Secretary Jin refused to listen. He raised his head 45 degrees and looked into the distance and said sadly, "A relationship requires two people to maintain mutual trust. Don't hide from me just because I found out your little secret. I'm going to record this time The show is over, so I can’t accompany you. If you miss me, look up at the sky at 45 degrees, the most beautiful cloud is my heart that misses you.”

"..."

Meng Tingshen grabbed the tissue box again and threw it over, "If he can say such a thing, I will swallow this box of tissue immediately. What did he say?"

The author has something to say: Meng Tingshen looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, with dark clouds covering his head, and he couldn't find Chen Yao's heart for him when he opened his big copper bell-like eyes.

In addition, everyone can guess what Secretary Kim's name is, and why everyone doesn't call him by his real name.