Today is also a day that I don't want to be cannon fodder

"Why are you here?"

Wen Yan half leaned against the head of the bed, rubbing the brows that were unconsciously wrinkled with his fingers, his head ached from the pain, and it took a few minutes before he opened his eyes again. The black pupils swept across the coquettishly smiling Sheng Fan.

"Why can't I be here?" Sheng Fan said this confidently, Wen Yan, who was still having a headache, directly raised his head to meet those deep eyes, and paused for a while.

"... If I remember correctly, this is my home, right?"

So the reason why you can't be here is very clear.You, a stranger, showed up at my house, are you still reasonable?Wen Yan stared at this person with a half-smile, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced into the room and found the passive photo.

His eyes darkened, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and it took a few seconds before he continued to draw a careless arc, and a little bit of starlight shone in his dark pupils.

"..." Hearing this rhetorical question, Sheng Fan choked up unconsciously, and stared at the increasingly indifferent Wen Yan with complicated eyes, until Wen Yan wanted to get up from the bed impatiently before he hurriedly asked his question.

"Can I ask you a question?"

He was very polite, but Wen Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes, his knuckle fingers touched the watch on the side of the table, his emotions fluctuated.

"Then can you answer the last question first? Why did you appear in my house?"

If Wen Yan opened his eyes and saw Mu Xuan, he would not have such a miraculous question. After all, he saw Mu Xuan before he was drunk. Even if Mu Xuan came to the house, it would not be surprising, but Sheng Fan , it's magical.

After all, if he remembered correctly, he hadn't seen Sheng Fan before he fainted.

"If you want to answer my question, how about I give you 5 yuan?" There was a bit of nervousness in his voice, and Wen Yan then turned his attention to this domineering president who is stupid and rich, with complicated eyes endlessly.

If I have to say what this look looks like, it is probably like a normal person watching a mentally handicapped person there.

Adhering to the principle of making trouble with anyone and money, Wen Yan nodded and agreed to the request of giving him money for nothing, her dark eyes drooped slightly to reflect the dial inlaid with broken diamonds, and she clicked her tongue softly in her heart.

Touching the cold surface with his fingertips, after waiting for a long time but still not being able to hear Sheng Fan's voice, Wen Yan raised his head involuntarily, thinking that Sheng Fan had finally realized his stupidity and was about to repent, but who knew that when he looked up, he saw Sheng Fan's expression Very tangled look.

It seems that there are many questions to ask, but I don't know which one to ask.Wen Yan couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He really didn't understand why Sheng Fan had so many questions. Just as he was about to refuse the potentially endless conversation, Sheng Fan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Are you Lin Chen's lover?" He looked straight at Wen Yan earnestly, his dark pupils were like a pool of water that could not make any waves, his knuckle fingers pinched the corner of the quilt mysteriously, Wen Yan watched his movements Low smile.

He didn't expect that the problem that Sheng Fan had been struggling with for so long was actually this, his starry eyes casually passed over the unpredictable Sheng Fan, and his voice was clean: "No."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the group photo that had been turned up, and the smile on Wen Yan's face became more and more mysterious. He stood up from the bed, and his eyes, which always had a gentle smile, were tinged with coldness and vigilance.

"Then why did Lin Chen come to me to get resources for you?"

"I seem to only promise you to answer one question, right?" Liu Mei raised her eyebrows, and Wen Yan walked to the beanbag sofa beside her, sinking her whole body into it, before letting out a chuckle.

The clean sound was especially prominent in a room where even a needle could fall and could be heard clearly. Sheng Fan's eyes moved involuntarily to Wen Yan's loose buttons. He let go of his fingers holding the quilt, coldly Hum: "I'll give you another 5 yuan."

Wen Yan originally planned to read that book, but when he heard this extra sentence, he finally couldn't help but chuckle, his indifferent pupils were stained with a smile, and his slightly curved eyes were more attractive than the looming crescent moon in the sky.

"Can I have a good relationship with him? By the way, Mr. Sheng is really rich, isn't it just two questions? As for spending 10 yuan?"

"I like you can control it!"

Sheng Fan looked at him with a slight smile, but there was still a sneer of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help scolding himself for being possessed by something and blindfolded.

For such a ignorant starlet, spending money?

"Chengchengcheng, I don't care. But shouldn't Mr. Sheng leave? Or maybe Mr. Sheng plans to add another lace scandal to himself?" Wen Yan looked at the delicate handwriting on the book while recalling the novel and herself. related plot.

The only script that Wen Yan and Pei Jia had contact with was the movie called "Qing Nian". If they could refuse the filming of this movie, or let the director not choose him, then the chances of contact should be very small. up.

He lowered his head slightly with a pensive expression, stretched out his fingers unconsciously to take the wine glass placed aside, and had some thoughts in his mind.

"If it hits the headlines, won't you, Wen Yan, be the beneficiary?" Sheng Fan stared at Wen Yan with a half-smile, his tone cold.

Wen Yan didn't even bother to lift his head. He held the slender wine glass with his fingertips, took a sip, and then lazily relaxed his body: "Don't worry, I won't act like a traffic star. As for the Qing Nian you mentioned..."

"Ok?"

"Maybe I will quit entertainment..." Before the word "Quan" could be uttered, the sculpture that had been placed firmly on the desk seemed to be pushed by some invisible big hand and fell to pieces.

Let alone Wen Yan this time, even Sheng Fan turned his head in surprise, looked at the broken glass for a long while, then turned his head stiffly to stare at Wen Yan who hadn't recovered yet.

The warm palm suddenly touched the finger holding the wine glass. The completely different temperature finally called back Wen Yan's wandering soul. is you."

"……fine."

Wen Yan is very sure that there was no wind just now, and the wind that can blow down such a large product is probably a typhoon... Then why, the product that was at least five meters away from him fell before he had time to quit the entertainment industry? Broken?

This really made him have to think about it.

He raised his head and looked at Sheng Fan who seemed to have calmed down, and finally decided to change the topic. The risk of trying something was too great, so don't just bring in unrelated people: "By the way, Mr. Sheng has no appointment tonight?"

How could you stay at his house so free?Didn't you agree that Yingying Yanyan is thousands of thousands?

"If you agree, then we will have an appointment." Sheng Fan raised a smile, and the corners of his lips slightly raised seemed to be full of sincerity, but Wen Yan could tell with a single glance that there was no sincerity at all.

Wen Yan stood up and put the wine glass away to ensure that the wine glass would not fall for no reason, and then walked in front of Sheng Fan, the dark pupils were reflected a bit gentle by the warm yellow light, but the words were as annoying as ever: "I If I remember correctly, I have already rejected Mr. Sheng's request, right?"

"6000 million per month, the film and television resources are up to you to choose."

Observing Wen Yan's behavior of loving money in front of him, Sheng Fan thought that Wen Yan would not directly refuse such a good offer.

It's just that the fact always loves to give people a big mouth.There was still an impeccable smile on Wen Yan's face, and the fingers hanging by his side were lazily inserted in his pockets. Then, under Sheng Fan's extremely confident gaze, he shook his head.

"Mr. Sheng, I still say the same thing. If you want to take care of a star, turn left when you go out."

Although Wen Yan never refuses money, he can still tell which is more important, life or money.

Going to get involved with the protagonist for this little profit?He would never do such a loss-making business.

Sheng Fan, who was rejected, naturally had a rather ugly face. He stared at the calm Wen Yan, and suppressed the anger in his heart before pretending to be calm: "I believe there will be a day when you change your mind."

"Then you just wait. By the way, is the 10 yuan you just promised me going to WeChat or Alipay? I don't mind if you pay in cash."

Wen Yan begged for 10 yuan very heartlessly, and Sheng Fan was so angry that his teeth itched, and it seemed that he really wanted to bite a bite to relieve his hatred.Wen Yan took half a step back quickly, making sure he could run away before continuing to put on his signature smile.

"WeChat."

Knowing the answer, Wen Yan naturally took out his mobile phone very quickly. Sheng Fan thought he would add the QR code of WeChat for himself, but the QR code for receiving and paying was displayed on the shiny screen.

He didn't even want to give him a chance.

Sheng Fan was so angry that he was about to spiral into the sky, after scanning the QR code and giving the money, he left the small and dilapidated apartment without even saying hello. Wen Yan stood behind him and didn't stop him, just looked at it with a smile with.

After finally sending the uninvited guest away, Wen Yan had time to clean up the broken product.He squatted down, neatly picked up the large pieces of debris and threw them on the prepared paper towels, and only clicked his tongue after cleaning them up.

Wrap the big ones in paper towels before throwing them into the trash can. As for the small ones... He thought about it very seriously for a while, and decided not to sleep in this room tonight, and wait until the hourly worker comes over to clean it tomorrow.

He took out the pajamas he was going to wear at night from the closet, took a hot bath in the bathroom, Wen Yan felt so comfortable that his pores were about to open.

Taking advantage of this relaxing time, he quickly painted his body. Who said boys can't be a delicate boy?Doesn't he just want a delicate boy?Example teaching.

After finally finishing all the skin care products that would be unrecognizable even if she threw it in front of Straight Steel Girl, Wen Yan flung herself onto the soft big bed.As soon as he stretched out his arm, he happened to touch the books he had placed specially, and was about to seriously enjoy the time of reading when the phone rang suddenly.

Picking up the phone in a rather unhappy mood, his dark pupils narrowed slightly, and it took him a while to scroll to the answering column. Before he could speak, Wen Chu's voice came from the microphone.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"I just took a shower... By the way, what's the matter?"

"I wanted to ask you to drink some hangover soup, but I forgot that you are a kitchen killer. Forget it, don't worry about it, go to bed early."

Wen Yan frowned slightly, his bony fingers rubbed against the corner of the page, his eyes wandered: "That's all?"

He didn't think Wen Chu would call him specifically for a hangover soup that he couldn't possibly make.

"No, come to the company the day after tomorrow?"

"Ok?"

"...Did you forget that you signed the endorsement of Guiks?" Although Guiks is also a big-name luxury brand under Wen's, this does not affect the fact that Wen Yan basically does not endorse anything.

His gaze unconsciously swept across the watch that he put aside, Wen Yan stretched out his other hand to grab it, turned the watch to the back, and saw the extremely simple brand name under the white light.

Guiks

It turns out that the watches he used belonged to this company...

"Well, I will remember the past. By the way, bro, that..."

"what happened?"

Wen Chu really made this call to remind his younger brother, who has never been an endorsement experience, not to forget about it that day.

After all, Wen Yan has never made anything other than movies since he entered the industry.Even if his brother wanted to do some data for Wen Yan, he couldn't do any marketing.

"Um...is Sheng Fan out of his mind?"

Wen Yan only found out after taking a shower that Sheng Fan had transferred him 20 yuan... which was twice the agreed price.

"what?"

Wen Yan didn't need to see it with his own eyes, Wen Yan could imagine Wen Chu's expression of astonishment, he put down the watch in his hand, and hurriedly explained like a knife: "It's like this, I met Sheng Fan before, and then he asked Asked me two questions and transferred 20 to me."

"...Your money is too easy to make."

"So let me ask you, is there something wrong with Sheng Fan's brain..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and Wen Yan couldn't help touching his nose with a complicated expression.

"Since he gave it to you, you can keep it. It's a red envelope that hasn't been given for so many years. Anyway, he doesn't need the 20. By the way, are the snacks I bought for you delicious? If you like this brand, I'll buy you more next time."

"Hey... Potato chips are delicious..." After saying this, Wen Yan suddenly discovered a problem. It seemed that he hadn't seen the box of snacks since he woke up.

What about snacks?

As for the snack that was locked out of the door alone and said that it wanted to cry, why did the owner just forget it?

[The author has something to say: Snacks:? ? ?Didn't you still say I'm delicious?Where are you! ! ! !

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