Turns out it was still a job.
Ding Yinan turned his head, looked at Huo Zhixiao and said, "I won't pay you."
"Then I'll pay you." Huo Zhixiao hung on Ding Yinan lazily, "How about charging according to the duration of the small motor? The longer the duration, the higher the cost. If you want to earn more, you have to Take your time."
As long as Ding Yinan's firepower is fully fired, Huo Zhixiao can only disarm and surrender. He said that it will take a long time, obviously because he wants Ding Yinan to progress step by step, so that he can enjoy it for a while.
"I don't care about your salary?" Ding Yinan raised his eyebrows and said, "Next time I will ride you in two minutes."
"I warn you not to be too crazy." Huo Zhixiao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go home now, you let me out in two minutes, and I will ride your face for the whole night."
"It's a deal."
The two of them walked toward the parking lot with their mouths open, when Huo Zhixiao's cell phone vibrated suddenly. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said to Ding Yinan, "Lin Guo invited me to the party."
After finishing speaking, he looked away from the phone and said, "I refuse."
"No need." Ding Yinan said, "You still have to contact him in the future, and it's impossible to refuse every time."
Party A's father is so difficult to serve. If he refuses too much, he will be unhappy alone, and it will be a headache to find trouble at work. Anyway, Ding Yinan was also at the party, so he could watch at any time without feeling worried.
On the day of the party, many people from the entertainment industry showed up in this intimate high-end bar in a low-key manner.
As the protagonist, Lin Guo is wearing a velvet top, which looks like a bright night pearl under the light of the bar, and catches the eye no matter where he goes.
Ms. Song and her girlfriend both attended, clasping fingers openly. Ding Yinan didn't know much about domestic movie stars, and he didn't recognize any movies that Ms. Song's girlfriend had acted in, but she was undoubtedly a great beauty, and standing with Ms. Song was quite eye-catching.
Eight or nine o'clock in the evening is the peak of Ding Yinan's busy schedule. The invited media all seem to be honest and serious, but they are not afraid of 10,000 or just in case. Ding Yinan always keeps an eye on the camera at the scene to prevent certain guests from being photographed I don't want to take pictures.
It wasn't until after nine o'clock that all the media workers were sent away, and Ding Yinan took some time off.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands, but just as he was about to walk back, he accidentally bumped into Lingo who came in with lipstick.
"Why are you here?" Lin Guo looked Ding Yinan up and down, then unscrewed off the grapefruit-colored lipstick, and put on makeup in front of the mirror on the sink.
Lin Guo's skin was very fair, and today she wore eye shadow of the same color as her lipstick. Her whole face looked so delicate, like a beauty advertisement after finishing.
Before Ding Yinan could speak, he had already put on the lipstick cap, looked at Ding Yinan in the mirror and said, "Didn't Master Huo just come downstairs?"
Hearing this, Ding Yinan immediately understood that Lin Guo knew that Huo Zhixiao was here, so he came to the bathroom to touch up his makeup.
"I'm not Master Huo's assistant today." Ding Yinan said, "I'm a member of President Yuan's team."
"What do you mean?" Lin Guo turned around, looked at Ding Yinan and asked.
"Master Huo is my former boss." Ding Yinan didn't explain much, "I'm going out to do some work first."
After leaving the bathroom, Ding Yinan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. Sure enough, Huo Zhixiao sent him a message a few minutes ago, saying that he had arrived downstairs in the building.
The reason why Huo Zhixiao came so late was firstly because he didn't want to stay here for a long time, and secondly because Ding Yinan couldn't finish his work until after nine o'clock. He specially picked this time to come here, of course, just to accompany Ding Yinan.
A familiar figure soon appeared at the main entrance of the bar. Although the figure was not wearing pajamas and flip-flops like last time, today's attire was also very casual, a round neck shirt and casual trousers, like Like going out to buy groceries, she seemed out of place with the well-dressed stars present.
Ding Yinan was about to go up to say hello, but at this time a woman holding a wine glass happened to pass by Huo Zhixiao, she glanced casually at Huo Zhixiao, then stopped and chatted with Huo Zhixiao stand up.
Ding Yinan did his homework in advance, this female guest is a producer. He saw Huo Zhixiao lower his head slightly, listened to the female guest say a few words, then shrugged his shoulders without interest, then shook his head again.
The female guest seemed unwilling to give up and handed over a business card, but Huo Zhixiao just moved her lips and didn't reach out to take it. He raised his eyes and continued to scan the hall, obviously looking for someone.
Ding Yinan, who was in the corner, was about to wave to Huo Zhixiao, but at this moment Miss Song and her girlfriend came in front of Huo Zhixiao again. This time, Huo Zhixiao's expression was somewhat warmer, he nodded from time to time, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
Ding Yinan suddenly found it interesting to just look at Huo Zhixiao from such a distance.
In his eyes, Huo Zhixiao has changed from a flat boss to a coquettish big dog. Although only he can see Huo Zhixiao's childish side, he doesn't mind seeing more aspects of Huo Zhixiao.
Just like now, he was holding a glass of champagne and chatting with Ms. Song. He seemed to behave well and speak elegantly, but he was completely different from the one who was swearing and saying bad things on the bed.
Ding Yinan suddenly felt that intimacy is so comfortable.
Huo Zhixiao's childishness belongs only to him, it's like his personal treasure. The reverse is also true, only Huo Zhixiao can see his slutty side.
But just when Ding Yinan was in the right mood, Linguo suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
The two Miss Song were obviously very familiar with Lin Guo, and there was no barrier between them when they chatted. Huo Zhixiao on the side hardly spoke, but it looked as if he belonged to this small group.
Ding Yinan tried his best not to look at Lin Guo with colored glasses, but he always felt that Lin Guo's gestures were purposeful.
Lin Guo's elbow touched Huo Zhixiao, Ding Yinan immediately frowned.
The two clinked glasses, and their eyes met, Ding Yinan's lips tightened into a straight line.
Obviously just now he thought it was very interesting to look at Huo Zhixiao from a distance, but now that Lin Guo appeared beside Huo Zhixiao, he just felt heartbroken.
Out of sight, out of mind, Ding Yinan went to work for a while. However, when he came back, Miss Song and his girlfriend were no longer by Huo Zhixiao's side, only Lingo and Huo Zhixiao were sitting in the booth drinking.
Ding Yinan knew that Huo Zhixiao definitely couldn't get away, but looking at this scene, he still felt uncomfortable.
He went to the fire exit outside the bar and lit a cigarette. This passage is a relatively hidden corner. Outside the heavy fire door is the passenger elevator. Now almost no customers leave, and even if there are guests taking the elevator, they will not Come here.
After a while, Ding Yinan's mood gradually calmed down, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the fire door: "My room is downstairs."
Ding Yinan subconsciously looked out through the glass window on the door, good guy, half of Lin Guo's body was leaning on Huo Zhixiao's body, his eyes were a little blurred, judging from Ding Yinan's years of experience in watching movies, This should be a drunk expression.
"Mr. Lin," Huo Zhixiao frowned and helped Lin Guo stand still, "I'll call your assistant for you."
"No need." Lin Guo leaned softly against Huo Zhixiao, "Just help me to my room."
When Lingo said this, the elevator dinged, and the car doors opened to both sides. He grabbed Huo Zhixiao's wrist and walked in, not at all like a drunk person.
"Mr. Lin." Huo Zhixiao grabbed Lin Guo's wrist, pushed him against the wall beside him, lowered his eyes expressionlessly and said, "My patience is limited."
Ding Yinan let out a puff of smoke from behind the door, thinking that the list might be out of order. But his dog is such a man, he has to reward him later.
Lin Guo put away his actor-level performance of pretending to be drunk, and said casually: "Then I'll just say it straight, I invite you to my room."
Huo Zhixiao took a step back, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "No."
"You are gay." Lin Guo said.
"Yes." Huo Zhixiao said.
"You're not interested in me."
"yes."
"Why?"
The previous two sentences were just a foreshadowing for the last question, and Lin Guo's tone sounded like he really couldn't figure out why Huo Zhixiao had such an attitude towards him.
Huo Zhixiao said leisurely: "I have a wife."
Lin Guo chuckled and asked, "Is your wife a fairy?"
"of course."
The tone of Huo Zhixiao's words was like that of Lingo asking nonsense.
"You won't suffer if you sleep with me." Lin Guo said.
"Whether you suffer or not is not up to you."
"Why, can't I catch your eyes?" Lin Guo suddenly became serious, "I thought a designer like you must have high requirements for aesthetics."
The implication is that you are blind if you don't like me, and there must be something wrong with your aesthetics.
"Do you think that only the public's aesthetics is called aesthetics?" Huo Zhixiao looked at Lin Guo indifferently and said, "0.618 is a recognized aesthetic ratio, but in my eyes, only my wife is the only aesthetic standard."
Lin Guo raised his eyebrows in surprise, and asked, "You're so obsessed with the client's aesthetics, aren't you afraid that I won't entrust you with the design of the house?"
"Whatever you want." Huo Zhixiao said, "If you want to pursue the public's aesthetics, then my design is really not suitable for you."
"Okay." Lin Guo stood up straight and pressed the elevator button again. Before stepping into the elevator, he turned his head, looked at Huo Zhixiao indifferently and said, "I believe in your aesthetics for the time being, and hope you don't let me down."
When Ding Yinan came back to his senses, the cigarette in his hand was already burned down to the butt. He completely extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can.
The corners of the mouth on both sides seemed to be hooked by fishing lines, and they couldn't be put down no matter what.
Ding Yinan originally thought that Huo Zhixiao had lowered his aesthetic standards when he was with him, but it turned out to be the opposite.
Huo Zhixiao's aesthetic standard is no longer a handsome guy with long legs over 1.8 meters, but has become "Ding Yinan". There can be countless handsome guys with long legs over 1.8 meters, but there is only one unique Ding Yinan in the world.
Therefore, Huo Zhixiao's aesthetic requirements have increased instead, because except for Ding Yinan, no one else can fall into his eyes.
After Lin Guo left, Huo Zhixiao also returned to the bar.
Not long after, Ding Yinan received two messages from Huo Zhixiao on his mobile phone.
[Huo Zhixiao: When will you go back?]
[Huo Zhixiao: Impatient at three hundred years old.jpg]
Ding Yinan is in charge of the work of the media. Now that the task has been completed, it is not impossible for him to leave early. He called Yuan Feng and said that he had some matters to deal with at home, but Yuan Feng agreed to let him leave without asking any further questions.
After hanging up the phone, Ding Yinan came out from the fire escape and pressed the down button of the elevator.
He picked up his cell phone and sent a voice message to Huo Zhixiao: "Honey, I'll wait for you downstairs."