My food delivery can be popular [Entertainment]

Beijing, Wukesong Stadium.

The [-] auditoriums were lit up one after another in the dark, and the dots of red gradually connected into a piece, covering the sky and covering the sky.

The security guards at Qi Tingguan's concert didn't care about the lights because Qi Tingguan loved his fans.

It is also because no matter how much the light board interferes with the stage light effect, the people on the stage are still shining like the center of the universe.

Two hours, fourteen songs, all on mic.

Bai Yumiao was sitting in the corner of the first row of the infield.Qi Tingguan on the gorgeous stage in front of him is like a real god, coming to the world with shocking light and heat.And behind him was the shouting of mountains and tsunami, that frenzy made him tremble all over, from the first minute of the concert.

No.14 song finished, the lighting effect of the stage returned to dull, the man stood alone on the stage, stretched out his hand to grab Limai.

In the first talking session in two hours, after a short period of restlessness off the court, it immediately fell into a terrible silence, and everyone looked at the stage with bated breath.

Qi Tingguan adjusted his breathing, lowered his eyes and smiled, looked around the field, and whispered: "Hey, how are you all?"

Fans responded to the question with enthusiasm capable of toppling the arena's dome.

A few fans in the infield shouted aggrievedly: "Why did Brother Guan talk?!"

"Guan Gedu, tell us a few words!!"

Qi Tingguan heard it, he smiled, and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry. I may be getting older, and I don't know what to say anymore. Artists are grateful to fans, and they talk too much about gratitude. I also gradually don’t know how to express my feelings.”

Bai Yumiao under the stage softened his heart, as if he had been poked by something.

Fans shouted: "We love you, Brother Guan!"

Qi Tingguan curled his lips and said sincerely: "I love you too."

Amid the overwhelming cheers, the staff with fluorescent markers tied around their waists stood behind the stage and swayed, Bai Yumiao silently bowed his head and left the table.

Qi Tingguan waited for the audience to gradually quiet down, and held Limai again.

"Let's talk about this year's work."

The audience was full of "OK", the fans raised their heads, and the light boards reflected strange but family-like faces.

Qi Tingguan said: "This year, I have shifted more focus on the studio. Most of you have taken good care of the children I have brought out, but I also know that many of you are a little bit resistant. You will feel that doing Once you become a fan of mine, when you step into the Qi family, you should concentrate on it and not give even a little bit of love to others."

The audience was quiet, and the man smiled gently, "Some people also questioned that I have too little work schedule this year. It's already October, and I just filmed a TV series. I didn't appear in variety shows or events. I just started the first tour. "

He paused for a moment, then said helplessly and somewhat proudly: "I'm not cold, and it's impossible to be cold. I'm just constantly adjusting my work focus, so I cruelly rejected many opportunities, and gave some opportunities to my children." .Actually, these words should not be said to the fans, but I have held them in my heart for a long time, and I am more willing to talk to you than team members who only know about business value and the situation in the entertainment industry."

Almost no one in the audience spoke, and the Qi Ting Guan tonight was a little different.This man has always been a calm and bright god on the stage. He speaks impeccably and never pours out his heart.

Qi Tingguan suddenly changed the subject and said: "I debuted for six years, and this road has always been very good, but there are also regrets."

"For example, when I debuted in the talent show, I didn't have any works. I didn't know too much at the time, and I invested in a crew that worked hard. As a result, I didn't have any works for a whole year, and I was scolded by black people for a year."

"That's why I worked my ass off to pick up the show, and spent money to set up a recording studio in the crew. For seven consecutive months, I devoted myself to making a new album every day after the show in the middle of the night."

The man's face was calm and calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs: "Over the past two years, I have produced amazing output and won numerous awards. No one complained about my lack of works anymore, but the sunspots jumped out again, saying that I was eager for quick success and sucked the blood of fans. .”

The audience felt distressed and said: "Brother Guan, stop talking."

"We are always here."

Qi Tingguan smiled calmly: "Now it seems that to be a true superstar of the era, personal characteristics are one aspect, and experience in planning and planning is another aspect."

"I have been working as an artist studio all along, because I want to find a suitable child, fill in my regrets in the past, and go higher and farther than me."

He smiled, "Of course, the premise is that I personally like him very much, and you also like him very much, so that's fine."

There was a faint commotion in the audience, as if someone had guessed something.

Upon closer inspection, Qi Tingguan's Limai was not in the center of the stage, but slightly to the left.As he spoke, the lifting platform on the right moved slowly, and a young man wearing the same white shirt as the man stood behind Limai and slowly rose up.

The young man lowered his head slightly, with jet-black hair and a fair and delicate face.He rose to the stage and raised his eyes slightly, his black eyes were quiet and bright.

Qi Tingguan raised the corners of his lips, "My studio will no longer accept newcomers, that's all."

"Miao Miao joined the Beijing show and sang "Snow Without Frost" with me. This song is not in the program list, so let's count it as an easter egg for today."

The audience was completely boiling.

Bai Yumiao helped Li Mai, the young man smiled, a little shyness washed away the cool air around him, like a light wind blowing gently over the stadium with [-] seats.

The power of the new generation needs no words.When he stood on stage, 8000 people thought at the same time: This is the man.

Bai Yumiao said, "Hi everyone, I'm Bai Yumiao."

The music sounded, and the loneliness of the snowwalker was pushed to an unprecedented height under the performance of the live band. In this lively hall of 8000 people, everyone's heart was cleansed.

Qi Tingguan's low-pitched voice is so deep that it touches the most calm string in my heart word by word.After he sang the first two bass parts, Bai Yumiao came in naturally. The young rookie didn't have the slightest sense of urgency to be suppressed by the senior Heavenly King.

Bai Yumiao could sing the most disturbing alto that Qi Tingguan had ever heard.

The boy's soda sound was a little soft, mixed with a hint of the low-pitched charm of a mature man, the transition was natural and agile, without any showmanship, and the opening of his mouth was a singer's sincerity, which was spread out in front of everyone.

Qi Tingguan harmonized for him, and the two who had never rehearsed were surprisingly harmonious.The red light board at the bottom swayed gently with Bai Yumiao's singing, Bai Yumiao sang his two parts smoothly, Qi Tingguan connected the bass part again, and changed Bai Yumiao's harmony.

With a short circle, "Snow Without Frost" will end with an empty and clear three-stage high note.Bai Yumiao used harmony to fill in the final scale before the high note. Qi Tingguan was about to take off his ears to prepare for the final high note, but Bai Yumiao took off his ears calmly first.

The man was stunned.

But Bai Yumiao turned his head and gave him the first look in the field.

Unlike him who was quiet and shy on the screen, that look belonged to a little leopard, with a hint of arrogance and pampering.

Bai Yumiao: Bro, do you think I can only sing alto?

Bai Yumiao: It's just that I just sang an alto note last time.

The man touched his ear with his finger, then put it down silently.

His heart beat like a drum, because he knew exactly what it meant.

Bai Yumiao took the initiative to take this step, snatching the killing part away, taking the spotlight out of the crowd and getting the focus of the audience.

Bai Yumiao sang three high notes.

The clear male voice broke through the barrier of the background melody and set off layer after layer of shock in the hearts of the listeners.The voice in front of Bai Yumiao trembled, and the young man raised his head and sang, bringing the red sea in the audience to boil again.

The music stopped abruptly, and cheers and applause came like a tsunami. Bai Yumiao slowly inserted the microphone back into the stand, still the quiet and elegant boy.

The young man lowered his head slightly, and his exquisite facial features recreated the sense of distance, making people want to touch but dare not reach out.

Backstage.

Qi Tingguan quickly walked past the busy staff, and did not have time to respond to other people's greetings, so he searched all the dressing rooms in the backstage.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, the lights were dim, and Bai Yumiao was sitting on the railing, swinging his legs and humming softly.

It was still the English song at the Gu family dinner that the man concluded that he was "good at baritone" after listening to it once. "You don't have to say I love you to say I love you..." "Forget all the shooting stars and all the silver moon..."

Qi Tingguan stood in front of Bai Yumiao, and Bai Yumiao naturally stopped humming and looked at him with a smile.

"Brother Guan, are you here?"

The man's throat moved, "How did you grab my part? Do you know what this behavior means to me?"

"I know." Bai Yumiao said casually with a natural expression on his face, "It means that I, the little cutie who is driven to the shelves every day, has changed my ways and decided to work hard and strive to be a singing pheasant."

The man was dumb, and smiled helplessly: "Speak well."

Bai Yumiao chuckled, jumped off the railing, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stood in front of the man.

"Brother Guan, find a time to sign the contract."

Qi Tingguan was slightly stunned, and there was an uproar in his heart.

After a long time, the man nodded, "Okay, I'll let the legal affairs prepare the documents and send them to you tonight."

Bai Yumiao hummed and walked back side by side with him.The boy squinted his eyes and said softly, "Let's sign together tomorrow."

Qi Tingguan asked: "Together? What together?"

Bai Yumiao didn't say a word, Qi Tingguan thought of something, and said with emotion: "You high-pitched voice... don't tell me that you only took two minor vocal lessons. Even if you are very talented, you can't do it without two or three years of skill Not at this level."

Hearing this, Bai Yumiao suddenly stood still and turned to look at him.

The man's eyes are deep and gentle, like a sincere and firm guardian star.

Bai Yumiao said softly: "I have to go back, it's too late, my dad is still waiting for me."

The man nodded, "Okay, I'll see you off."

"No need." Bai Yumiao shook his head, took a deep breath, took a step forward in the crowded corridor, and gently hugged Qi Tingguan.

The man froze.

Bai Yumiao smiled and said, "The concert is great, see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, I have something to tell you."

……

Just because of the phrase "I have something to tell you", Qi Tingguan didn't fall asleep almost all night.

He was sure what was hiding slyly in that child's eyes last night, what it was... He didn't dare to think deeply, but he was unwilling to think about it.

At 03:30 in the morning, the man took out his mobile phone and entered a line of words in the Baidu search box unwilling to give up.

"A sign of a boy's confession"

The search results jumped out, and the man's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.He quickly dragged the page with his fingertips, browsing ten lines at a glance.

【He wants to ask you out every day】

【His gaze always stays on you for more than 3 seconds】

【He keeps reaching out】

【He makes you feel like a special existence】

【He cares more about you than your father】

[He even has a tendency to compare with your father who treats you better]

The man looked at it with a dignified expression.

Why does it seem that I can't help but want to confess... myself?

After a while, he took a deep breath, decided to rescue him again, and changed his thinking.

This time, search for "girl confession precursor".

Page jump to the first article: "Three Signs of Girls Before Confession"

【Wake up! 】

【Wake up! 】

【Wake up! 】

Qi Tingguan: "..."

At eleven o'clock in the morning of the next day, the man appeared in the Undead Building with a tired look.

The Marketing Department arranged to wait in the garage for a chubby man who warmly greeted Qi Tingguan as soon as he came up.

Qi Tingguan tidied himself up and smiled politely: "Hello."

The chubby took out the visitor pass and issued it to him and Hao Tu, and said kindly: "We are ready, brother Guan and follow me to the chairman's elevator."

Qi Tingguan: "Thank you."

He followed Chubby just two steps away when his phone vibrated, and Hong Zhigao sent a WeChat message.

"Sign Bai Yumiao quietly, can you?"

The man was a little confused, so he replied with a "?".He put away his mobile phone and followed into the elevator, but was immediately attracted by the small LED display in the elevator.

On the screen, the little brother in the blue starving uniform rushed into the rest stop in a hurry, picked up the helmet and buckled it on his head, picked up the key of the small e-Donkey car in one hand, and gestured "yeah" to the camera with the other hand.

It's Bai Yumiao...

Qi Tingguan thought for a while, and said: "Has your company used him as the rider's spokesperson after he became famous? Is it internal or external? This kind of behavior...should you talk to me?"

The chubby was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand, and replied dizzily: "Oh, it's internal. This is a documentary about Mr. Bai's personal deeds. It went online suddenly, and we were also quite confused. of."

Unexpectedly, the man frowned suddenly, "Boss Bai? What Boss Bai?"

Chubby was also dumbfounded by the question, and was about to say something, when a segment of Bai Yumiao's vigorous performance in the conference room was picked up on the screen.

The young man in a delicate shirt put his hands on the table and said calmly and decisively:

"Using a spokesperson to further open up the potential group is imperative, and I don't think there is a problem."

"Excellent business, stable and reliable, and high citizenship. Considering these three points, Qi Tingguan is the best candidate."

Chubby smiled contrivedly: "Look, our Boss Bai has been very supportive of you from the very beginning, and it was his proposal to choose you as the spokesperson. The former marketing director in the middle tripped him up with this matter, and he was fired immediately, lol Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho~~"

When he turned his head after he finished speaking, he thought he would see a friendly and touched smile from the man, but unexpectedly, Qi Tingguan and the manager beside him all looked serious.

Qi Tingguan himself stared at the screen with a serious and terrifying expression, his chest heaved unnaturally, and there were faint twitching veins on his forehead.

Hao Tu was dumbfounded, looked anxiously at the screen and at his boss, hesitated to speak several times, fidgeting as if he was stepping on a hot iron plate.

The temperature in the entire elevator dropped a few degrees.

Chubby said in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Qi Tingguan took a deep breath, finished watching the documentary, and asked in a deep voice: "This person in the video, Bai Yumiao, is the incumbent general manager that you can't starve to death?"

Chubby: "Yes."

The man gritted his teeth fiercely, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body involuntarily clenched into fists. After a while, he raised his hand to unbutton a button, and asked, "Bai Yumiao, the young owner of the Bai Group, the son of Bai Tingwei?"

Chubby: "Yes."

He remembered something again, and looked confused: "Don't you know? Didn't you still sign a contract with him? Because of Sting, when the TV series was broadcast, our boss Bai lost his job, and the whole company's gossip forum was bombarded." Our boss Bai is usually vigorous and resolute, who would have thought that he still wants to be Yuhong in his heart? Hehehe... hey? Where are you going?? "

The elevator door opened, and Qi Tingguan had already strode out.

The veins on his forehead jumped wildly, and a fire exploded in his chest.There seems to be a prehistoric force in his body, urging him to break through his exquisite suit and transform into a Hulk in the next second...

In the six years since his debut, this is the first time that he has completely lost control and cannot suppress the fire.

The man walked through the staff in the corridor, completely ignoring everyone's surprise and greeting, and went straight to the fully transparent meeting room.

He pushed open the door of the meeting room, and a few people from the marketing department stood up and smiled and said hello, but the person sitting in the middle on one side of the long table didn't move.

It was indeed Bai Yumiao.

Qi Tingguan was so angry that his eyes burst into tears, and for a while he suspected that he was going to spit out a mouthful of blood and died suddenly on the spot.He took a few deep breaths and forced himself to stabilize. After Hao Tu and the others hurriedly followed, he took another step inside.

Bai Yumiao, who was calmly sitting in the office chair, stood up and smiled at him: "Brother Guan, sit down. I have something to tell you."

Qi Tingguan clenched his fists, wishing he could burn a hole in that man's body with his eyes.He turned around, walked stiffly across from Bai Yumiao, and sat down.

Bai Yumiao frowned and looked at his expression, "Why don't you ask me why I'm sitting here?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Hao Tu with a complicated face and the staff with a blank face, as if he understood something.

His heart tightened, "Documentary? Have you seen it?"

Qi Tingguan finally stabilized his explosive emotions, and sneered, "Mr. Bai has good skills."

Thanks to him for pity again and again!It's because he tried his best to make him popular, and he feels sorry for him being blamed by his father, because he talked softly to fans in order to praise him at the concert!

Thanks to him...I almost thought he liked him last night and wanted to confess my love to him!

The conversation outside the high-speed rail four years ago came to the fore, and the man instantly understood the origin of this drama.He closed his eyes fiercely, unable to control the tremor in his voice, "Just because of the disagreement at the beginning, because I was one step ahead of you in this market?"

Bai Yumiao was dumbfounded, the situation seemed a little out of control, he saw the man's eyes were scarlet, and panicked in his heart.

Regardless of the confused subordinates next to him, he hurriedly said: "At first it was, then...then it wasn't..."

"Is there any difference between the later and the beginning?" The man interrupted mercilessly, gritted his teeth and sneered: "Mr. Bai has the same caliber before and after, and the big and small dramas are connected continuously. The plot has twists and turns, which is amazing!"

The meeting room was dead silent, and the staff wanted to go online to survive, and fled this living grave one after another, leaving only Qi Tingguan, Hao Tu, and Bai Yumiao's confidant, New Marketing Director Martin, barely surviving.

Bai Yumiao's face turned pale, Qi Tingguan's anger was more uncontrollable than he imagined.His hands shook, and he subconsciously pushed the two contracts on the table, one was the endorsement contract, and the other was the brokerage contract he printed out this morning.

"Brother Guan." His brain gradually went blank, and it was the first time he was truly guilty since he was a child, "I was really playing a prank at the beginning, and we were not familiar with each other at that time, I just didn't like you... Then... Later... ..."

The man asked sadly and angrily: "I don't like it? At first you said you had a leg that hurt, but I took you to buy calcium tablets without saying a word. Why do you think I don't like it?"

He took another deep breath, "Then? Then what?"

Bai Yumiao wished he could bite off his tongue. He realized sadly that his mind gradually changed, but he didn't seem to have the intention of confessing.

So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and change the subject, and said with a wry smile: "I feel ashamed. I was not allowed to do public work at home, but I signed this brokerage contract today, which is a little..."

"No need." Qi Tingguan interrupted resolutely, raised his hand to pick up the contract, swiped it a few times, and tore it up in front of Bai Yumiao.

Bai Yumiao's face turned pale, he coughed and lowered his head to take the water glass, his eyes were slightly red.

Qi Tingguan didn't intend to let him go, he looked at this kid, wished he could be pressed in front of the French windows of this high-rise office building and beat him up, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and he couldn't take care of himself, but he couldn't.He didn't know Bai Yumiao's thoughts and role.The smiling gaze of the young man at the dinner party, the coquettish and muttering expression of hugging him in the curtain of the night, everything may be fake, and it may all be a means to make him submit today.

The man raised his hand to pick up the endorsement contract, turned to the last page, and threw it on the table.

"The endorsement is torn up, I will not play anymore."

Bai Yumiao's hands trembled, and he almost spilled the water. He didn't care to cover his red eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "You have signed the letter of intent, you can't break the contract..."

Qi Tingguan turned his head and asked Hao Tudao: "After signing the letter of intent and refusing to sign the formal contract, how much should I pay?"

Hao Tuo was dull for a full three seconds, hesitantly said: "20.00%..."

"1000 million." The man smiled contemptuously, "It's only 1000 million. Tear it up, it's meaningless."

"Brother Guan." Bai Yumiao understood the man's concerns, and stood up all of a sudden, with red ears and even scarier eye sockets.

Ignoring the fact that Martin was watching, he stammered, "Yes, it's my fault. But I didn't set up any malicious business traps, it was really just a prank at the beginning, and then I was too hard to get off. I didn't Thinking of you being so angry, no, I actually thought of it too, but I thought I would admit my mistake and sign a brokerage contract with you, and you would be less angry. In fact, I wanted to say it a few times, but it was inexplicable The ground has been forked, and I..."

Qi Tingguan looked at him sadly, "Boss Bai, today's show wasn't good enough, why don't you ask your publicist to make up a reason for you, draft a formal document and send it to me."

Bai Yumiao couldn't bear being bullied by him, he lowered his head and didn't know what else to say.His mind was blank, and for the first time in his life, he was completely helpless.When he heard the man get up, it was as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out.

The mind is full of eight words: Dongchuang incident, self-inflicted.

The glass door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and Bai Tingwei came in with his secretary, "The board of directors added a temporary meeting, I'm late. Eh? Why are there only so few people?"

Those standing on the ground were Bai Yumiao and Qi Tingguan.

Sitting bewildered on a stool, Martin, and a strange man.

Bai Tingwei was slightly taken aback, and was about to ask something when Hao Tu, who was sitting, suddenly jumped up, grabbed Qi Tingguan's arm and dragged him back to his seat to sit down. The contract that had been broken into several pieces was stuffed into his pocket, and he said with a smile: "Hi, Chairman Bai. Brother Guan just wanted to go to the bathroom, but Mr. Bai insisted that he would send him there, hahaha."

Bai Tingwei laughed when he heard this, glanced at his son, and said helplessly in a low voice: "Can you control yourself? Go back and sit down."

Bai Yumiao's expression was dull, he returned to his seat empty-handedly, and sat down.

Qi Tingguan and him were speechless.

Hao Tu had an awkward smile on his face, and Martin was in a cold sweat.

Bai Tingwei sized up Qi Tingguan, and said meaningfully: "You are Qi Tingguan. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The boss offered to extend his hand, Qi Tingguan managed his emotions well, stood up and shook hands with him, "Chairman Bai, hello."

Bai Tingwei glanced at the blank signature area on the contract, sighed, and thought that his son would be out of line when he met someone he liked, and he didn't even sign it, so he had to accompany him to the toilet, and there was no one else.

So he said: "The details of the contract should have been discussed, right? Why don't you come to the marketing department with a few more people...Martin, you take the lead, go through the important items with Tingguan again, and both parties sign."

Qi Tingguan lowered his eyes and was silent for two seconds, then hummed.

Bai Yumiao was a little surprised and looked up at him, but the man didn't look over.

The rage just now seemed to have turned the page. Qi Tingguan listened cooperatively to Martin explaining the contract to him, behaved decently, and smiled politely.Bai Yumiao sat beside him in a daze, watching the man with his head slightly lowered, lost in thought.

The old white swivel chair moved closer, and said in a low voice, "Can you control your eyes? Have a good time!"

Bai Yumiao didn't say anything, but Qi Tingguan's fingers on the table froze for a moment.

After a while, the man took off the cap of his pen and signed, and asked casually, "Boss Bai is young and promising, where did you graduate from?"

Bai Yumiao said softly, "Central Academy of Drama."

"Central Drama Academy?" The man looked at him sternly, oh, and suddenly realized: "No wonder it's so good."

Bai Yumiao's face was pale and pale, but Chairman Bai couldn't help laughing.

He was fascinated by this man who just opened his mouth against his son.I can't even help but imagine that when Qi Tingguan comes to the house in the future, he can drink with him and hurt his son.

But looking at the faces of the two, it seems that something happened before.

So he opened his mouth and said casually: "Tingguan signed my only son, and he still doesn't know where he graduated from?" He turned to Bai Yumiao, frowned and said: "The details of the contract, It doesn't sound like it was formulated by a serious person, so you didn't sign the contract at all, did you?"

Bai Yumiao didn't know what to say, but Qi Tingguan raised his eyebrows, "What rules?"

Chairman Bai let out a long sigh, recalling the intenseness of that day.

"Liquidated damages of 100 billion... I might as well just give you a listed company."

Qi Tingguan: "..."

"The contract is valid for 520..."

"Dad." Bai Yumiao suddenly stood up and interrupted him.

This was the first time he didn't call him Chairman Lao Tzu on a company occasion.He took a deep breath, hurriedly took the contract signed by Qi Tingguan and threw it to Martin, and said, "I've been waiting for a dozen meetings behind me, let's stop here today."

He bit the bullet and finished speaking, then turned to Qi Tingguan, finally raised his head, and glanced at the man.

The man is also looking at him.Withdrew from the angry eyes, calm and unwavering, implying a faint thought.

Bai Yumiao's mind went blank. He took a step back and bowed deeply at ninety degrees for a full ten seconds.

Then he stood up and said, "Mr. Qi, thank you for your willingness to cooperate with Ele.me, and thank you for coming today."

"Martin, send Mr. Qi off."

Qi Tingguan didn't say a word, Bai Tingwei glanced at his son, and smiled gracefully: "Martin, please stay, I have questions about yesterday's report. Tingguan, I will ask the secretary to send you out."

As he spoke, he patted Bai Yumiao's hand again, and said gently, "Go ahead."

Bai Yumiao knew that Martin would not be able to hide the fact that he was staying today, but he didn't care, even if Lao Bai beat him into a pig's head when he returned home today, he just wanted to leave this room.

So he took a deep breath and strode out of the meeting room ahead of Qi Tingguan.

In the conference room, Bai Tingwei collected his expression and clicked on Bai Yumiao's work calendar.

After the "spokesperson signing meeting", there was a whole day blank, and none of the legendary dozen or so meetings were shown.

Lao Bai sighed, and muttered to himself: "Isn't it, I just saw these two people are going to be pornographic?"

Qi Tingguan pushed back all the work in the afternoon and drove home all the way.

When the car was in the garage, he took out his cell phone which was ringing all the way, and his WeChat was full of messages from Bai Yumiao.

"I'm sorry Brother Guan, I'm really sorry."

"I have done things inappropriately since I was a child, and I offended you. I admit my mistake and suffer on my own."

"But apart from pranks, I really didn't set any traps for you. The spokesperson is what you deserve. It's a pure business cooperation and doesn't involve any other hidden terms. I also seriously want to sign the brokerage contract. It doesn't matter if I tear it up, but I Hope that makes it clear."

"I have caused you trouble for more than a month, and I will not come forward for follow-up work."

"I will make a public apology on Weibo, explain the reason, and then cancel the account within three days. The money you gave me before, no matter what the name is, I will ask my colleagues to pay you."

"Thank you for not tearing face off with me in front of my dad."

Hao Tu came over to look at it, speechless, "Why does this sound like a young couple breaking up? You two don't know how to..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt some kind of terrible gaze, and swallowed the words silently.

Qi Tingguan took a deep breath, feeling that his lungs were going to explode, his heart was twisted into a ball, and besides anger, he also had inexplicable emotions.

He looked at the words "publicly apologize and explain the whole story", and felt really uncomfortable.

Hao Tu said quietly beside him: "Hey, do you feel that the Bai family and the father seem to have some tacit little secret? I just heard Lao Bai whispering to Xiao Bai to control himself. It's not like he didn't know what happened before. what?"

This time Qi Tingguan didn't angrily tell him to shut up. The man was silent for a while, and after thinking about it, he said in a deep voice, "Probably... Bai Tingwei knows his son and has seen something."

"See what?" Hao Tu looked aggrieved, "I follow you two every day, why didn't I see anything?"

Qi Tingguan held his breath and didn't speak, went to the elevator to go home, went upstairs and locked himself in the bedroom.

The doubts at the meeting were more than that. The 100 billion, 520 years were all riddles that he didn't know about.

And that kid, who did such a shameless and absurd thing, still had the nerve to feel pitifully sad in those red eyes.

Who will coax him?

Qi Tingguan sneered, took out his phone and wanted to delete the chat dialog box with Bai Yumiao, but he hesitated when he saw the row of unanswered messages.

The pain in his heart was not just the pain of being cheated, but also something else.

Bai Yumiao said that this was a purely motivated prank. The young owner of the Bai Group, who was in charge of everything, lied to him for more than a month and told him such a nonsense, but he actually believed it a little bit.

Qi Tingguan, are you hopeless?

The door was knocked suddenly and cautiously.

The man regained his senses, rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "Come in."

Hao Tu pushed the door open a crack, stepped halfway in, and held a snow-white sweater in his hand.

"By the way, you asked me to send this dress for dry cleaning a long time ago. I forgot it in your garage after I got it back from the dry cleaner. I finally remembered it just now."

Qi Ting was silent.

Hao Tu looked at the trendy brand sweater twice, and muttered, "Isn't this the clothes you wore when you were young? It has the temperament of a big brother with a golden chain... Do you still have clothes of this style?"

The man took the clothes in silence and held them in front of his eyes.

The black footprints were washed away, and the leopard head returned to its former luxury and arrogance, staring at him defiantly.

like someone.

The man and the little leopard looked at each other for a full minute, and suddenly, a cult-like idea came to mind.

It turned out that his family hadn't gone bankrupt, he hadn't been thrown into the mud of the world, and he was still that proud little leopard, that's great.

very nice? ? ? ?

Realizing what he was thinking, Qi Tingguan shuddered, threw his clothes on the bed, and said angrily, "Am I fucking crazy?!"

Hao Tu swallowed, "A little bit."

The man looked at him suddenly, pointed at himself, and acted crazy: "Am I a fool?? I have a hole in my head??"

Hao Tu swallowed again, "Before...not. Now...it is possible."

"This matter can't just end like this." The man came to his senses, and sneered: "You lied to me for more than a month, it can't just end like this."

As he spoke, he replied to Bai Yumiao's WeChat: Where are you?

After waiting for 5 minutes, the other party did not reply.

Hao Tu hesitated and said: "Wait a little longer. It's not that you don't know how bad-tempered this kid is. It's true that he knew his mistake, and it's true that you were so fierce that you almost shed tears in front of his subordinates."

Qi Tingguan disagreed, he thought for a while and said: "I'll go out for a while, don't follow me."

In the Destination bar, in the one's private room, Bai Yumiao's little friends are dancing wildly.

The chicken coop man shouted wildly as he pulled the mic, turned around and saw someone who was indifferent, so he yelled in this direction: "Verb times! Verb times! Black feed the dog!!"

Bai Yumiao himself sat on the sofa, motionless.The mobile phone he threw aside was on Weibo, and it was "Qi Bai CP".

There are six empty wine glasses in front of him, all of which are small 50ml glasses, and the remaining liquid in them is full of 64% vodka.

Bai Yumiao paused for a while and went to get the wine again. Gu Mingyuan who was next to him quickly took the bottle away, put the orange juice on top, and said, "You're almost ready, usually half a bottle of beer is enough, and I'm allergic to alcohol. ?”

Bai Yumiao let go of his hand, and after a long while trembling, he said softly: "It's true that I am crazy, and it's okay to offend countless people, but this time... it seems that I really played with myself. gone."

Gu Mingyuan waved his hand: "You shouldn't lie to others. I understand why some people are handsome and rich but mothers are solo, and you are just playing around with others, how many can stand it?" ?”

"Qi Tingguan is considered a gentleman. If he confessed to your father on the spot, your father heard about your deeds, and his family opened a pharmaceutical factory for no reason, and the fake vaccines turned yellow. He also opened a pig farm for no reason, and the poisonous pork turned yellow... Why don't you slap both of you on the spot?"

Bai Yumiao's eyelashes trembled.

Men have seen him beaten.The stories are all made up, and the red and swollen face and the bleeding corners of the mouth can never be faked.

He was furious today, but he probably also felt a little bit reluctant in his heart.

Or his usual charitable behavior, gentlemanly demeanor, and he is too lazy to care about it.

Bai Yumiao lowered his eyes, the vodka burned his stomach, he had a terrible headache, and said softly: "You are right, I did it on my own. From the moment I decided to play tricks on people, I shouldn't like people, and if I like people, I shouldn't play tricks." People, they thought that the whole world would be spoiled by me, but they got slapped in the face. I'm cheap, I deserve it."

"You can't say that..." Gu Mingyuan sat up and wanted to hug him, but Bai Yumiao avoided him calmly.

Young Master Bai lowered his eyelashes calmly, and said, "Thank you for organizing this game for me. I'm very happy. I'm going home first."

Gu Mingyuan was dumbfounded: "I'm very happy about your uncle, why don't you go to my place, you..."

Bai Yumiao drank another glass of 50ml spirits, choked and waved his hands, and said, "It's all right, I have to go back and mess with Weibo account or something... Let's make an appointment tomorrow."

He said that he was about to leave in a dizzy state, but just as he stood up, the door of the box was pushed open.

The waiter dodged to let a person come in, a familiar aura appeared in the messy monster cave, and the person stared at Bai Yumiao as soon as he entered.

Bai Yumiao's mood after he finally calmed down suddenly became chaotic. He took a step back subconsciously, tripped over the sofa and sat down.

The dandies who danced wildly didn't notice it at all, they were still swaying and shouting with forgetfulness.

Only Gu Mingyuan touched his nose, moved aside silently, picked up the orange juice that Bai Yumiao was used to drinking but didn't take a sip today, and sipped it gently like a lady.

Qi Tingguan brushed aside a very drunk rich second generation, walked up to Bai Yumiao in a few steps, glanced at the half-empty bottle of spirits on the coffee table, and frowned.

The person calling Mai suddenly looked back and smiled, pointing at Bai Yumiao and laughing, "Boss Bai! Thank you for inviting everyone to drink! You are the most beautiful boy in the village!"

Bai Yumiao was so ashamed and angry that he was dying of shame and anger. When the alcohol came up, he felt terribly uncomfortable, his stomach hurt and his head hurt even more. Being stared at by a man, he just wanted to evaporate and float out of the room.

Qi Tingguan laughed at the voice, he couldn't tell whether he was amused or angry, anyway, he was crazy enough today, so he just stood there and laughed several times.

Bai Yumiao trembled when he heard him laugh, and unconsciously reached out to grab the wine bottle again.

A big hand held him down.

The man said softly: "The most beautiful boy in the whole village, how many drinks have you had?"

Bai Yumiao was confused, "I...don't drink anymore."

The man looked at him condescendingly, and asked calmly: "I didn't say that last time, don't come to such a messy place in the future?"

"disobedient?"

"Liar, play on yourself, and you can't do what you promised me." The man sighed, "You are really outstanding, brave and resourceful, bold and determined, I have never seen you so