Little slag run

Sitting in the VIP room of Yipin Dynasty, Di Que curled his lips uninterestedly as he watched several celebrities, managers and publicists laughing.

Whether it's joking or flirting, they are basically the same as female publicists, and they don't feel exciting at all.

After a few drinks, Di Que lost interest. He waved his hand and asked the male publicist sitting next to him to join in the game with a group of people next to him. He sat beside him drinking and watching them play.

The little stars of B&D are still pretty, but the way they hug and kiss me is not as pleasing to the eye as when Shang Shiyao and Meng Fan are together, and there are two sissies in the public relations, Di Que sees It's kind of disgusting after a long time.

"I said..." Di Que sat over and patted the manager who brought him over and asked, "These are the best ones? They don't look good at all."

"Hehe, Young Master Di's vision is too high. What I'm looking for is Yipin Dynasty, who looks good and can let go."

"What do you want to let go of? You are skilled enough, so he will let go naturally. Help me to call me the most beautiful of them here." Di Que was upset.

It's rare for him to have such high expectations for tonight, and if he can't come home with all his heart, it's simply deceiving his pure feelings!

"That...the No.1 here has a pretty big temper..." the manager smiled awkwardly.

"Damn, I don't care if he has a bad temper or not. It's not that I don't have money. Just give him as much as you want. Call me first and let me see." Encourage him to find NO.1.

The economic man had no choice but to call the bell for him and the foreman.

The foreman came in quickly and asked Di Que with a smile what service he needed.

Di Que glanced at him, and found that the foreman was gentle and handsome, so he felt a little more at ease.

"Which of your public relations chiefs is the best-looking here, call me."

The foreman took a glance and found that four or five PRs had already gathered in the room, covering almost all types, so he could only smile and hand over the roster of Yipin Dynasty.

"Di Shao, here are our TOP10, you have a look first. It's actually hard for this person to say what is the best, I'm afraid he can only talk about his eyes. What is Di Shao's favorite, I don't know. I can make the decision for you, your own decision is the most satisfying."

The foreman's words reached Di Que's heart, and his attitude and tone made Di Que amused. He took the roster from the foreman and flipped through the pages.

In fact, he has always had a vague shadow in his heart, but if he insists on the specific facial features, he can't tell.

I just feel that every face that comes into my eyes is a little bit different, and I feel that I don't always match the person in my heart, and I feel awkward no matter what.

Di Que turned over the booklet in his hand and looked at it for a long time. He felt unhappy and had a tendency to go crazy with alcohol.

"Why are you so old?"

"Uh... According to regulations, there are no minors here, and the average age is only around twenty." The foreman was a little dumbfounded.

Di Que rolled his eyes, pointed to the foreman and asked, "How old are you?"

The foreman was dumbfounded, and replied sweatily: "I'm over 30..."

"That's right, you look younger than the one above, you are clearly fooling me!" Di Que slapped the table, stunned the people in the room.

The manager's face was a bit ugly, and when he glanced at the Chivas Regal next to Di Que, he had unknowingly killed half of the bottle by Di Que...

"Hehe, Young Master Di, are you too drunk? Don't embarrass the foreman."

"Are you kidding me? I just started drinking. Don't you know how much I can drink? It's still early." Di Que threw the booklet on the ground, picked up the wine glass again, and compromised magnanimously: "Forget it, I also I don't make things difficult for you, just let your NO.1 here come over."

"Di Shao, I'm sorry, NO.1 is on vacation today, can I ask NO.2 to come over to accompany you?" The foreman smiled apologetically.

"What?" Di Que was furious. He stood up and was about to grab the collar of the foreman, but was stopped by his manager who was looking at him tremblingly.

"I said that you are here to make things difficult for me, right? I didn't hear that the publicist is going to be on vacation. You clearly look down on me! Go and call someone here, it's not like I don't give tips!"

"Di Shao, Di Shao, please be safe and don't be impatient, everyone is just here to have fun, and it's not good to make a fuss."

A few other people hurried over to persuade, and the publicists hurriedly pulled Di Que to toast.

Di Que hadn't felt the comfort of being surrounded by stars for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling a little complacent, but became even more reluctant.

"Don't say anything. It's the first time I've come here to find a male publicist. It's not going so well. Your Yipin Dynasty is too low. Go and call the person in charge, and I'll tell him directly!"

"I'm the person in charge. We can discuss slowly if Young Master Di has anything to do." The foreman smiled and comforted Di Que with a neither humble nor overbearing smile, allowing Di Que to make unreasonable noises.

"You can't be the master, call someone who can be the master, and help me call NO.1!"

Uncle Di Que sat down on the sofa again, and began to play hooligans. The anger that he had been holding back for these days finally let out happily today.

"This..." The foreman frowned in embarrassment, standing where he was, not knowing what to do.

"I'm the biggest person in charge. Why don't you tell me directly if you have anything to do with Shao Di?"

Behind the foreman suddenly came a low and steady laugh. Following the sound, Chen Feng walked into the private room, passed the foreman and stood in front of Di Que.

Di Que was dizzy, blinked, and didn't react for a long time.

"Hey?"

Di Que's stupidity instantly amused Chen Feng, and the anger and jealousy accumulated along the way also extinguished a lot.

He turned his head and gave the foreman who was waiting at the same place a wink, indicating that he should take care of it here.

When the foreman saw the big boss in surprise, he felt relieved, bowed slightly to the others, and backed out.

The people in the room, the senior ones of course knew Chen Feng, and some young people who had never seen the world just saw that he was the boss of Yipin Dynasty. Naturally, they didn't know much about Chen Feng's strength.

It is of course impossible for Chen Feng to appear suddenly because of the dissatisfaction of the guests, but everyone here except Di Que really has no relationship with Chen Feng.

So as soon as Chen Feng arrived, the air in the private room immediately cooled down.

Di Que finally found the language, and said a little foolishly, "Why are you here?"

I just thought that I would not be so unlucky to meet Chen Feng, and I was caught by him, which is really enough to linger.

Chen Feng smiled, and did not answer Di Que's question, but smiled to other people present: "Everyone, don't be cautious, Di Shao's friends are my friends, you can play as you want, if you have any requirements, just ask .”

"Ah, it turned out to be Di Shao's acquaintance. I said, why did Mr. Chen come over suddenly? Di Shao really has face!"

The manager was quite well-informed, he laughed, and everyone started to make trouble again.

Di Que saw that Chen Feng was actually trying to save face for him on the surface, so he couldn't get angry, so he could only smirk along with everyone, move his buttocks and let Chen Feng sit beside him.

Sitting beside Chen Feng, a refreshing smell of cologne entered his nostrils. Di Que felt a little irritable for no reason, and raised his hand to finish off the wine in his hand.

"Is Young Master Di so happy to see me?" Chen Feng teased him.

"Happy..." Di Que was about to yell, but found that there were people all around him, so he could only hold back for a while, and spat in a low voice: "Fuck!"

"Hehe." Chen Feng seemed to be in a good mood, raised his hand to take an empty glass, poured himself wine, and took a sip.

"What are you doing here?" Di Que asked again impatiently.

"Di Shao has opinions on my place, how can I not?" Chen Feng and Di Que played Tai Chi.

"Hmph, I have a big opinion on you. How can you see how the group of people under you can get it out?" Di Que complained.

"Well, it's not as good-looking as you..." Chen Feng gently whispered in his ear, his eyes a little intoxicated.

Di Que's heart skipped a beat, and he almost fell off the sofa.

"What are you talking about...cough cough..."

This damn old pervert dares to verbally tease him?

I really don't cry when I see the coffin, why didn't anyone pinch off his thing?

Di Que looked around, and suddenly found that the two of them had been separated into a small space.

Chen Feng sat next to him as he should, and everyone from PR and B&D didn't come over.

So the two bosses sat together and watched a group of employees having fun...

Outrageous!

Today's employees are too blind to see it!

Once Di Que realized that he was too close to Chen Feng, he felt uncomfortable all over.

There was a stalk in his heart, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

Why should he be timid and trembling when he sits next to Chen Feng, and he doesn't owe him anything!

If he wanted to play with a woman, he would play with a woman, if he wanted to play with a man, he would play with a man. He was afraid that Chen Feng would be an idiot!

Thinking of this, Di Que suddenly became proud, cleared his throat and called out to the group of people who were gathering to play cards: "Then you, come and have a drink with brother."

Di Que casually pointed, and clicked on the youngest-looking boy in the PR, with a pair of cute little canine teeth.

The boy took a look at Chen Feng and found that Chen Feng's expression hadn't changed, so he obediently sat beside Di Que and poured him wine.

Di Que chuckled, pinched the boy's delicate face, glanced at Chen Feng from the corner of his eye, and his heart was filled with beauty.

How about I just want to tease you in front of you?

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Chen Feng couldn't help crying and laughing when he saw Di Que flirting with the male publicist, flirting with the male publicist, looking like a child.

"Since when did Shao Di become interested in men?"

"Isn't it? I'm happy, I can do whatever I want! Are you allowed to play with men?"

As soon as Di Que got excited, he couldn't pull it back, and the alcohol got to his head, and the words rushed out without going through the brain.