Dumb painter giants grudge

Early the next morning, Wen Ling had a splitting headache. The aftertaste of drinking last night was too strong, and after that...

The room was full of chaos, the clothes and pants of the two were thrown everywhere, and He Shishen hadn't woken up yet, Wen Rang took the other's hand from his waist, got up and got out of bed.

He dug out a pair of underwear from the drawer, put them on, left the master bedroom, and went to the bathroom outside to take a shower.

Wen Rang looked at himself in the mirror, his hair was greasy and sticky, his eye circles were a little dark, his eyelids were a little swollen, and his chest and arms were covered with deep red bite marks.

Fill the bathtub with hot water, and lie down in the bathtub.

He began to recall everything about last night.

Two photos, two bottles of wine, two people, two back and forth fun...

Wen Rang put his head in the water, trying to wake up a bit.

——————Maybe he doesn’t know.

———————Is he trying to hide it from me?

———————Then what did he say last night?

ask him?how to ask?Ask me if I'm your only one?Or are you in love with someone else?

"Wen Rang, Wen Rang, are you in?" He Shishen's knock came from outside the door.

Wen Rang poked his head back out of the water, and He Shishen had already opened the door and entered.

He habitually squatted down by the bathtub: "Do you still have a headache?" After speaking, He Shishen brushed the wet hair from his forehead for the other party.

Wen Rang lowered his head, letting the water in his hair run across his cheeks.

"Stop drinking so much in the future, okay?" He Shishen cupped the other person's face.

—————Does he really think I don’t know?

——————Still think I forgave him?

Wen Rang turned his face away and pointed to the door.

"Then you wash it, I'll go down and make breakfast, don't soak it for too long." He Shishen kissed Wen Rang's cheek, "Good boy."

After He Shishen went out, Wen Rang punched the water in the tank twice.

………………

In fact, He Shishen really didn't notice anything wrong last night.

He Shishen made breakfast, and today he didn't plan to go to the company early, he wanted to accompany Wen Rang after breakfast before leaving.

After waiting for a long time, He Shishen didn't see Wen Rang coming down. When he was about to call him, Wen Rang was going down the stairs with a notebook in his mobile phone.

"It's breakfast, sweetheart." He Shishen hooked the opponent's wrist and led him to the dining table.

-------darling?call me?

——————Why did he call me that?

Wen Rang let him lead him away, thinking about this "heart" repeatedly in his mind, because He Shishen had never called him that.

Would he ever call someone else that?

"What are you holding in your hand?" He Shishen put a bowl of porridge in front of him.

Wen Rang opened one page of the notebook and handed it to He Shishen.

"This is?" He Shishen carefully read the words on the notebook.

Wen Rang bowed his head to drink the porridge, waiting for He Shishen's answer.

"Do you hate me, do you like someone else?..." He Shishen whispered, and put the notebook in front of Wen Rang with a face of not knowing why, "Wen Rang, are you still angry with me? ?”

Wen Rang ignored him and lowered his head to eat.

"Wen Rang, why do you ask that? Is it because I've been too indifferent to you lately?" He Shishen squatted beside the other party and looked up at him, "I can tell you seriously, I, He Shishen, are very indifferent to you, Wen Rang. Single minded."

-------Yeah.

——————Why I don’t want to write.

Wen Rang didn't dare to look down at He Shishen's eyes.

"I promise I won't neglect you in the future, don't ignore me, okay." He Shishen grabbed the other party's skirt.

In fact, even He Shishen never thought that there would be a day when he would be willing to bow down and beg someone.

Wen Rang opened another page of the notebook, which read:

[Will you lie to me. 】

"No." He Shishen frowned, "I won't."

The other party turned another page.

【Why should I believe your words. 】

He Shishen clenched his hands into fists, "I swear, I have my heart and soul for you."

Wen Rang and the other party's eyes met, but hurriedly avoided, he was afraid.

"I promise you, it will never be like this again, don't doubt me again, okay?" He Shishen's voice was earnest and it was hard to refuse.

Wen Rang took back the notebook, put it on the table, pulled He Shishen up, and continued to eat breakfast.

Seeing that He Shishen was still standing still, Wen Rang got up and filled a bowl of porridge, put it aside, glanced at He Shishen, and then returned to his place to eat.

Seeing this, He Shishen immediately understood, smiled and sat down to eat breakfast.

..............................

"Boss, you are finally here." Lei Yuan stood at the door of his office.

He Shishen pushed open the office door, "Have breakfast with him this morning, it's been a while."

Lei Yuan snorted, "The Song family will hold a press conference in a few days."

"When did you get the news?" He Shishen sat down and turned on the computer.

"This morning, the Song Corporation made it public to the media, probably to promote the new generation." Lei Yuan put the document aside, "They will have a special exhibition a week later, isn't this press conference just to attract people?"

He Shishen opened a website, "This is also a normal method, nothing strange, but we are suppressed like this, I am afraid that we will not be able to stand up this season."

"The production line is already working overtime."

"There's no rush. Even if the product is made, it won't overwhelm people, and it will only increase the backlog." He Shishen looked at the up and down curve graph on the computer screen, and couldn't help frowning.

Lei Yuan also had a sad face, "Do you really want to make a second plan now?"

"Well, it will be released tomorrow." He Shishen stared at the screen intently, "Let the propaganda and operation department do a good job."

"I know, but since the second product hasn't been released, is it too early to release the second strategy?" Lei Yuan asked.

He Shishen sighed, "You still don't know if it's early or not."

Indeed, Lei Yuan is also very clear about the reason for doing so.

At the beginning of the quarter, whoever has the upper hand in attracting attention will be more favored by the media and various platforms, which is related to the best sales and popularity of the entire quarter.

In the new quarter, Song's directly skipped most of the process and directly launched a new generation of fragrance powder, completely occupying the headlines of the hot list, while He's only released pre-sales, and the production line worked overtime to release the second batch. Sample.

In just a few days, the industry has already begun to speculate that the Song family will become the hottest leader in this quarter.

They released the "first policy", but it didn't cause much controversy, and was quickly suppressed by Song's enthusiasm. For this reason, He Shishen worked overtime for several days to rectify the "second policy", hoping to " After the "Second Strategy" goes out, it can first tie the situation.

But at present, the "second policy" can only be released in advance.

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"Did you succeed last night?" Song Li looked at Jiang Lele across the table and asked.

Jiang Lele rested her chin in both hands, with a downcast face: "No."

"Really." Song Li inadvertently saw a red mark on the other's arm under his short sleeve, "It didn't work?"

Following the gaze of the other party, Jiang Lele found some kind of trace on his arm under the sleeve, pulled down the sleeve immediately, and explained: "Didn't you say that the effect of the medicine is very short, there is no time to do anything, and, that is Han Shuo Made it."

"I feel like I have to be wary of you." Song Li smiled and lit a cigarette.

"Watch out for me? Why?" Jiang Lele suddenly became nervous and frowned.

Could it be that because of selfishness, he revealed some information about the Song family to He Shishen, and was discovered by Song Li?

"You said it." Jiang Lele urged him while worrying.

Song Li spit out a circle of white mist, looked at Jiang Lele and said slowly: "I think you have moved on."

"Who do I empathize with?"

"Han Shuo."