A sea king's friend dressed as the president's male protagonist

The thick book smashed into the air, dragged along the wall, and fell to the ground with a "click", and the open page was torn in half, looking pitiful.

The girl seemed to be even more annoyed when she missed a blow. As soon as she raised her hand, she heard Fu Ze chuckle, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and forgot to move her hand for a while: "What are you laughing at!"

"Laugh at you for not doing a good job, listening to the wind and rain every day, taking the fake as the truth, and embarrassing the irrelevant things."

Fu Ze patted Gu Weizhao's hand to show comfort. The latter reluctantly let go, but was still close to each other, tense all over, accumulating strength, ready to deal with possible accidents at any time.

The details of the interaction between the two made the girl's eyes red. She didn't listen to what Fu Ze said at all, and pointed out her hand to accuse: "For you, Xi Lingyun picked up the dance that he hadn't practiced for several years, and stayed here day and night to guard the group of dancers who practiced. Students, accompany them to practice, and please take time to ask me to buy you oden and care about your body. I have been too busy to eat for several times. What about you? Just give the oden to the assistant, and tell others behind his back Send ambiguous text messages! I was so angry that I told him, do you know what he told me?"

Fu Ze heard it interestingly, and followed her and asked, "I'm not omniscient, so of course it's impossible to know what he told you. How about you tell me in detail?"

The girl was trembling with anger from his posture watching the play: "I still remember that news clearly, and I can recite it by heart! He told me: 'I know, don't tell me this kind of thing in the future.' Listen, he has been wronged so much for you, yet you are not moved at all! You even flirted with other wild men while he was busy at work, and blatantly brought him to the program group!"

"Wild man" Gu Weizhao:?

Fu Ze held his shoulder with a smile: "Calm down." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at the girl with a half-smile: "What is 'blatant'? Half of this program is invested by him. As an investor, he came to inspect the work on site , it’s not a reasonable and fair thing, how come it falls into your eyes, so you can’t see it?”

"Are you the little princess of a famous noble family, you don't even pay attention to the father of the show's sponsor?"

"Besides, your position here is a choreographer. These things don't seem to be within the scope of your responsibilities. I remember that in the announcement plan of the program group, there is no one that requires me and Xi Lingyun to hype cp. Who gave it to you? The right to let you criticize us condescendingly here?"

The girl was speechless, and found that she was indeed wrong, and there was no room for rebuttal.But she still didn't give up, and planned to tell her with reason and affection: "Young Master Fu, Xi Lingyun really likes you very much, I think you have him in your heart, otherwise the previous recording incident would not cooperate with his acting , and took him to your exclusive hotel room for the first time."

"This kind of treatment, before Xi Lingyun, no one has ever received it, right!"

Fu Ze was annoyed by her nonsense and inability to listen to her words, so he closed his eyes in disgust, his brows were extremely low, and the rounded eyes were carved with some sharp corners. The whole temperament changed suddenly, from a seemingly talkative rich young master to a ruthless superior.

"Miss Choreographer." He dragged his tone, as if playing a mocking song, full of carelessness and meanness, "I repeat, you are just a small one in the variety show I invested in, Recruited staff. Your job here is to find ways to make the link and process of the program more interesting and attractive, instead of spending your little brain with nothing in it all day long in the hands of other people In the deliberately created, non-existent so-called 'sugar', you can't tell the difference between the smell and the smell, and you can't distinguish between the reality and the illusion."

"Some things seem to be 'sugar', but if you eat too much, it is poisonous. In addition to spending a huge amount of money on it, you have to sacrifice more personal time and reason to cheer for it. Charge into battle."

"As an adult, it's time to distinguish between what you really like and what others want you to like."

"Otherwise, I don't mind using some adult means to teach you well."

Fu Ze bent down, picked up the heavy notebook, glanced at the contents, and found not only the names of himself and Xi Lingyun, but also some unsightly words. He immediately stuffed it into the director's hands without hiding the disgust on his face. , asked coldly: "Have you shown this kind of thing to others?"

The director suddenly felt that this book weighed a thousand pounds: "No, no!"

"Not posted on the Internet?"

"I didn't post it, it's just me... I wrote it, I read it by myself, I swear, it's true!" The editor and director shook his head desperately, tears came out, and he felt that his mind had never been so clear.

She was crazy before, how dare she preach to Fu Ze and Gu Weizhao?

These two people can move their fingers casually, and she can't get along in this circle.

The belated regret and panic made her lower her head, and begged: "I know I was wrong, I, I will burn this book when I go back! Master Fu, Master Gu, you two adults have a lot..."

"Your Excellency has a lot? Heh." Fu Ze smiled contemptuously, "If a little trainee with no power or power stands in front of you, then you don't know who is begging for mercy at this moment."

"I guess, your apology is just because you finally remembered that Gu Weizhao and I are people you can't afford, and you are worried that we will block you?"

"Then congratulations, you finally guessed right."

Fu Ze applauded her with admiration, and the sparse applause echoed in the corridor, but the choreographer was on the verge of collapsing, and tears flowed: "No, no, Master Fu, you can't do this, I apologize, I I've already apologized... I really know I was wrong... Other than that, I didn't do any harm to the program team."

"It seems that you still didn't hear what I just said clearly." Fu Ze's face darkened, "If you are threatening a trainee, then he is the only one who can't get along in this show. If this show is for him If it is the only chance to enter the circle, then you will ruin his entire life and dreams."

"To put it more simply, I'm actually not interested in what you drank or wrote. But you brought these things into your work, which affected the show to a certain extent."

"In order not to cause bigger problems in the show, miss the director, I regret to inform you that you have been fired."

"I hope that when you do other work in the future, you can distinguish between public and private."

Fu Ze nodded slightly to her, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something."

"Actually, I don't like oden at all, do you?"

After speaking, Fu Ze tilted his head and smiled, passed her and walked away.

Fu Ze never liked to eat oden?

Why did Xi Lingyun say that this is Fu Ze's favorite food?

Or, the "like" that Xi Lingyun thought was just his self-righteous "like"?

Is that what she called "like" the same?

The director stayed pale for a few seconds, finally digested Fu Ze's words, turned around in panic, and wanted to catch up and continue to intercede, but unexpectedly, as soon as she took a step, she saw Gu Weizhao, who was following Fu Ze, turn his head, The blade-like gaze shot at her, pinning her in place, unable to move.

Fu Ze, who was walking in front, seemed to have noticed something, and was about to turn his head, when the tall Gu Weizhao took a step aside, blocking his sight.

"What did you do just now?" Fu Ze stared suspiciously at Gu Weizhao's gentle smiling eyes.

"I didn't do anything." Gu Weizhao said innocently, and took out a pack of wet wipes from his bag, "I just picked up something dirty, let's wipe my hands."

Fu Ze: "...you have everything in your bag."

Gu Weizhao smiled: "I should take care of you."

The two whispered affectionately, and walked out, their backs looked exceptionally harmonious, and the choreographer who stood there stunned muttered to himself: "It turns out that the two of them are real..."

"Aze was so handsome just now."

Fu Ze was lowering his head to fasten his seat belt, when he suddenly heard Gu Weizhao's words, he almost didn't buckle the seat belt on his hand.

Well done, why did you suddenly praise him for being handsome?

Fu Ze felt that there was something strange, and it happened that Assistant Luo called, and he pressed the answer immediately: "Hello?"

"Master, Mr. Xie asked when you will be home, and said..."

"What else?"

Assistant Luo's tone was subtle: "Mr. Xie also said that if Gu Dong is here, he can tell Gu Dong a word: I am still allergic to dog hair, I hope Gu Dong can take care of himself."

Fu Ze: "...? What do you mean?"

Assistant Luo: "Master, to be honest, I don't know. Why don't you ask Director Gu?"

Hanging up the phone in a daze, Fu Ze kept observing Gu Weizhao from the corner of his eye, thinking over and over again what his brother said.

Xie Jingtian is allergic to dog hair, Gu Weizhao knows it, why should he emphasize it again, and Gu Weizhao should "do it for himself"?

But Xie Jingtian agreed with him to keep a dog before, and asked the doctor specifically for this. After learning that allergies can be treated, he made an appointment for a treatment course at the hospital and prepared to welcome the cows home.

So, why?

Fu Ze was puzzled, and finally couldn't help but said at a red light, "Well, my brother asked me to tell you something."

"What?" Gu Weizhao waited for a long time before Fu Ze spoke. He was looking forward to it, but he never thought that it was related to Xie Jingtian, so he immediately became vigilant.

...I always feel that the other party doesn't give him any good words.

Sure enough, after Fu Ze relayed it, Gu Weizhao almost choked to death on this sentence.

Xie Jingtian is clearly implying: I haven't agreed with you to pursue my brother for a while, so stay away from my brother.

Wait, something is wrong.

Gu Weizhao's expression was serious.

Why did he take it for granted that he was a "dog"?

Speaking of which, when he was at the pet hospital, the Alaska turned his head in disgust after meeting his eyes.

No, no, why did he think of such details!

Seeing his unpredictable expression, Fu Ze seemed to understand, and suddenly became more curious: "What does my brother mean by that?"

Gu Weizhao came back to his senses and showed him a gentle smile: "Well, what your brother means is very simple, that is, let me try to keep the cows from contacting you as little as possible before he cures his allergies, otherwise, every time you come back Everyone has to change clothes, wash their hair and take a shower, what a hassle.”

is that so?Fu Ze instinctively felt that something was wrong, the interpretation of this sentence should not be so superficial, but Gu Weizhao's expression did not leak any more information, so he had to give up for the time being, thinking of going home and acting like a baby with Xie Jingtian , when the other party is soft-hearted, maybe he can ask something.

"Is this really written by Mr. Gu?"

In the study room full of gold, silver and jade articles, several old men in Tang suits sat in front of the red sandalwood table, surrounded by a crumpled piece of toilet paper with writing on it. After a while, someone pointed at the toilet paper. Believe it or not.

The old man next to him with a sour and Confucian air sighed: "I am familiar with Mr. Gu's handwriting, it was written by him."

"Wow, wah!" An old man was so angry that he slammed his cane on the ground, "I said why this Gu family boy is so difficult all of a sudden. It turns out that there is the Fu family behind him making trouble!"

"Take it easy, my floor tiles have been polished, don't ruin my luck!" The short and fat old man next to him, who was wearing gold and jade rings on all ten fingers, said eagerly.

"Why are you only thinking about money!"

"You said that, if you didn't have money in your mind, would you come to me?!" The short and fat old man rolled his eyes and replied.

"you!"

"Okay, okay." The Suan Confucian old man frowned and shook his head, "This hasn't even started yet, there is internal strife, what does it look like!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xiucai, you are educated and confident, so tell me, what should we do?" The dumpy old man was angry.

The old man who was ridiculed as a sour scholar raised his eyebrows: "You...! That's all, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

"As for what to do..." He stroked his beard and smiled, "Didn't Mr. Gu show us the way?"

"Tell me, if those loyal Gu family members know that there is a shadow of the Fu family behind our Chairman Gu, don't they think that this is going to hand over the Gu family?"

The author has something to say: but I like it (whispers)