Rebirth of the sky-high broker

I thought about it for a long time, and then suddenly realized one day because he laughed too much.

It was originally a face that was suitable for playing a deep and sexy face, and a smile was a waste.Deep eyes, sexy lips, all crooked when smiling, it doesn't look like the star that can't be chased in the sky, but like the big brother next door holding a shower to water the flowers and saying good morning to you in the sun .

It's a pity.

Look at Shu Mu, who has been immersed in the entertainment industry for ten years, but he has cultivated the magical skills of the ice and snow prince with a baby face. Whether he smiles or not, he will always hook you not far or near, making your heart itch, and you can't help it. She wanted to hold him and chase him, but she couldn't touch him no matter what.

But anyway, later is later, now is now.

Now Ke Yuan is being pressed down by the stupid big man, the man's slightly wide-open eyes are staring at him for a moment, and the scent of tobacco is hot on his cheeks, and what is even more criminal is that he kneeled on one knee. Bending up, unconsciously inserting it between Ke Yuan's legs, with the ups and downs of breathing, even trembling slightly.

Ke Yuan is GAY, so it doesn't take much, if this posture lasts for ten seconds, he will be hard.

"Bah."

It was too hot, and a drop of sweat slid down the silly big man's temples, slid across the cheeks and nose, and suddenly fell between Ke Yuan's brows.

Ke Yuan woke up like a dream, took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice calm and relaxed: "Okay, I'm not a housekeeper, but can you get up from me first?"

The silly big man let out an "oh", and felt embarrassed, supported his body with one hand, sat aside, and laughed: "I'm usually too busy, and I'm tired and sleepy when I come back at night. I just want to sleep, so I don't have time to collect it."

"It's okay, and I'm responsible for it." So a pretty face is a universal weapon. Just now Ke Yuan was full of dislike for him, but now he has consciously softened, "Where is the broom? Let's clean it up before it gets dark."

The big fool acted immediately, took out a broom with few hairs left from the door, and waved it wildly.Ke Yuan looked at it from a distance, and felt that he didn't look like sweeping the floor, but rather that he was taking flying lessons at Hogwarts, and the Quidditch in his palm was out of control.

"Stop, stop!" Because the goodwill on his face disappeared in an instant, Ke Yuan rushed over and grabbed the broom in his hand, and chased people away, "I'll do it by myself, you stay and go."

After swiping the broom twice, he realized that the air pressure around him was getting worse and worse. He raised his head—the stupid man with his mouth flattened, with a "sad to be rejected" expression on his face.

Ke Yuan surrendered: "Well... I'm a little hungry, can you make something to eat? Can you make me something to eat?"

The silly big man nodded like a pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, I am best at stir-fried pork. I will cook it for you!"

After speaking, he went into the kitchen.

An ominous premonition emerged in Ke Yuan's heart, and he followed into the kitchen.Sure enough, there was a thick layer of oil hanging on the side of the pot, and the side of the bowl was so slippery that I couldn't tell how long it had been since I brushed it carefully.

"You!" Ke Yuan pointed at the pots and pans and gave orders, "Wipe all these things... no, twice! Use dish soap and wash carefully!"

After finishing speaking, I didn't want to look at it again, and went back to the bedroom.

Shu Mu hadn't become popular back then, and the two rented a small apartment together. They couldn't afford to hire cleaning and did everything by themselves, so they developed Ke Yuan's skills, comparable to a top housekeeper with a monthly salary of 1 yuan.But he was not in a hurry today, he took a rag to wipe here and there, and occasionally opened the drawer to take a closer look, like looking through things.

Yes, it is indeed flipping things.

Li Yiheng's question reminded him just now.

The most important question right now is not to find out whether there is any inside story about my car accident, but——

who you are.

Now he doesn't know anything about himself or the stupid big man, so he can't rashly ask the stupid big man what his name is, otherwise he won't be considered crazy.But fortunately, this room is shared by two people, there are always some clues, pieced together, one person can be pieced together.

Searching while cleaning like this, he really found it.

There is a biscuit box in the innermost drawer of the bedside table, and two ID cards are placed side by side on the top.The one on the left, with pursed lips and staring eyes, with a good-looking look in vain, is her current self.

Li Jin, 23 years old, was born in a small eastern city.

Look at the one on the right, stupid, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he just wanted to laugh but was scolded for not allowing him, so he forcibly suppressed a bright smile back into his stomach.

Luo Fei, 19 years old, born under the sign of Taurus, from K City, is a big fool.

Ke Yuan raised his head silently, and glanced at the figure who was busy in the kitchen.

It turned out to be Luo Fei.

Below the ID card are some invoices, when and where I bought clothes, when and where I paid utility bills, all the bills are kept and neatly folded inside.Ke Yuan looked over one by one, sighing again and again, it is really a way for young people to spend money.

At the beginning of the month, when the salary is paid, I buy clothes and outfits, dress myself like a butterfly, and even go to the restaurant several times, but at the end of the month, I beg my father to tell my grandmother that I can’t wait to cook with only a drop of oil and no minced meat.

But Ke Yuan squatted here patiently and looked through the box, not because he wanted to see these boring things.

He continued to rummage, and the box was emptied, leaving only a piece of paper stuck at the bottom of the box.

Compared with the invoice documents, this piece of paper is slightly thicker, folded into four layers, revealing some light red ink pad.

Ke Yuan frowned slightly, and took out the paper.

It's a performance contract.

The contract was only one page in length, and it stated that he and Luo Fei participated in a certain food advertisement, and at the bottom, Li Jin and Luo Fei's names were seriously signed.

He has seen this kind of contract a lot. Advertising companies have a small budget, and most of them will recruit people from third-rate brokerage companies, art schools, or even the streets. Anyway, as long as they have a good face, they don't need much acting skills.The signed contract is also simple and perfunctory, and the payment is paid on the spot after the performance.Some string actors who make a living by this will tear up the contract when they go out, and the money-for-money transaction, after leaving the set, who cares?

It's hard for this fool to collect it so preciously.

Ke Yuan held the contract, not knowing whether to laugh or sigh.

Back then, Shu Mu would have dismissed such an opportunity to show his face.

But it's not surprising, ever since he went all out to sleep with Li Yiheng, Shu Mu's speed has been rocketing upwards, and he has become popular before he has had time to suffer such hardships.

Shu Mu, Shu Mu, I went all out to make you popular, but in the end I was kicked away by you, and kicked here to serve as a foil for some low-end advertisements.

Shame and throw it back to grandma's house.

Ke Yuan sighed, and the contract between his fingers fluctuated with his emotions, deformed irregularly, and was about to be crumpled into a ball.Suddenly, there was a gust of wind passing by, and someone rushed over with a stride, and suddenly pulled out the contract from his hand.