Chi Song, who had given the toilet to Brother Harry, worked as a doorman at the door for a long time. As soon as someone came, he explained that the drainage facilities here were broken.
It wasn't until the sucking sound of the deep kiss in the compartment stopped, and Bai Zhirong walked out of the compartment with a red and swollen mouth, and Chi Song left quickly.
As the protagonist of the killing banquet, Chi Song felt that it was not suitable for him after being away from the banquet for too long. He hurriedly returned to the box before he had time to make a phone call with Song Zhihuai.
Song Yingjun, an important hero, naturally also participated in the killing banquet. He drilled in and out of everyone's legs, tired from playing, and full of food. When Chi Song sat down again, he lay at Chi Song's feet and hugged him. Chi Song's calf made a furry snow boot and fell asleep.
After the killing banquet was over, Chi Song withdrew from the room and returned to the imperial capital overnight.
After three o'clock in the middle of the night, he held Song Yingjun in one hand and the suitcase in the other, and walked back home quietly.
As soon as he entered the door, an orange cat named Li Dazhong bowed his back vigilantly from the sofa, his pair of mandarin duck eyes sparkling in the darkness.
Song Yingjun jumped to the ground and let out a meow.
Li Dazhong's ears perked up, he immediately lay upside down and pretended to sleep, spreading out into a huge cat cake on the spot.
Song Yingjun and Li Dazhong were also acquaintances. She jumped on the sofa lightly and silently, and circled around Li Dazhong twice, scratching Dazhong's hairy belly.
As Chi Song's cat, Dazhong has won the essence of the play, and he continues to pretend to be dead.
Song Yingjun leaned forward and tweeted Dazhong's mouth.
The two cats immediately rolled into a ball intimately, and the scene was chaotic for a while.
A few months ago, when Li Dazhong first settled in Song's house, Song Yingjun was not happy. He went on a hunger strike for two days. Chi Song fed her favorite catfish bibimbap, and she didn't even look at it.
—Hmph, you actually have another cat.
Later, it was Li Dazhong who took beef to please her, and she reluctantly accepted this new fat man.
Then, the new fat man gave her a shameless kiss and was scratched all over the room by her.
But Song Yingjun finally allowed Li Dazhong to enter her territory.
And Li Dazhong is naive most of the time, and has the momentum of protecting the master. The first time he watched Chi Song and Song Zhihuai roll the sheets, he thought that Chi Song was so pitiful that he was being bullied, so he Imposingly rushed up, he used all his strength to step on Song Zhihuai's back.
Song Zhihuai almost vomited blood when he pressed something weighing twenty pounds on his back.
In the end, Li Dazhong was dragged out of the room by Song Zhihuai with a black face, while Chi Song rolled on the bed with laughter, no matter how hard it was.
Chi Song put down his luggage, washed lightly, changed his pajamas, and finally touched the bed.
Song Zhihuai was hugged from behind by his little daughter-in-law, and then he turned around.
He pinched the arm around his waist and recognized who was coming out: "... Chi Song?"
Chi Song gave a "hmm" and kissed Song Zhihuai's ear obediently.
Song Zhihuai turned over, took the little Chi Song into his arms, and rubbed his chin on Chi Song's forehead contentedly: "You came back today? Why didn't you tell me? I'll pick you up at the airport."
Chi Song: "You have a one-day meeting on Monday, so you're very busy."
Song Zhihuai laughed hoarsely: "I'm quite busy. I didn't even shave my beard. Is it a tie?"
The stubble brushed across Chi Song's forehead, feeling numb to the touch.
Chi Song also spoke in a low voice, for fear that the volume would be too high, which would frighten the two cats who were hilariously outside: "... It's quite comfortable."
Song Zhihuai said, "Go to sleep."
Chi Song: "Well."
It wasn't until he woke up the next morning and found that he was indeed holding a sleeping little daughter-in-law in his arms, Song Zhihuai was only sure that last night was not a dream.
When Chi Song woke up, he found that he was being eaten over and over by Song Zhihuai.
Taking advantage of the good momentum in the early morning for a long time, Song Zhihuai rolled over and got out of bed, added cat food to the two cats, and turned through the refrigerator again to find a handful of vegetables and some frozen meat.
He put together the simple ingredients he could find, and planned to make some noodles for Chi Song.
While waiting for the water to boil, Chen Cunyun, the head of Tianle Studio, called him to discuss the merger of Xindu Entertainment into Tianle.
According to Chen Cunyun, the photographer who photographed Song Zhihuai and Chi Song and Che Zhen was doing something.
Not only did he justly ask the new owner for double the salary, but he also left Xindu Entertainment and directly joined the team of photographers brought by Tianle.
Song Zhihuai said firmly: "The salary can be negotiated, and it is impossible to directly join the Tianle team."
Chen Cunyun also understood this truth.
This photographer's quality and professional skills are very average, and he doesn't know that he is going to retreat to advance, taking some advantages, and getting the boss's information, he wants to use this to blackmail the boss, his brain is obviously squeezed by the big iron gate.
Paparazzi are also professional, so they can't break the rules.
If he is allowed to enter Tianle and knows more information, there is no guarantee that he will not betray the owner and Chi Song for the sake of profit.
Any news that is unfavorable to Chi Song, Song Zhihuai will ensure that it will be strangled in the swaddling clothes.
Chen Cunyun asked, "How to deal with it?"
Song Zhihuai said, "Is there any personal problem with this photographer?"
Chen Cunyun replied, "Yes. He likes to gamble, he has lost a lot of money, and now he is hiding it from his family."
Song Zhihuai said, "Well, tomorrow... No, today, you bring the boss of Xindu Entertainment to visit his house."
Chen Cunyun: "...a home visit?"
Song Zhihuai sneered and said, "Yes. Give his parents a pair of mahjong, which must be good mahjong, ivory. Tell him that this is employee welfare."
Li Dazhong was full, and when he smelled the fragrance of the noodles, he still ran into the kitchen.
Song Zhihuai heard the movement at the door, and when he looked back, his eyes were very cold and terrifying, so frightened that Li Dazhong twisted his butt and ran out of the kitchen.
Hanging up the phone, Song Zhihuai continued to cook.
Soon, the noodles were cooked, Song Zhihuai filled a bowl, brought the bowl and chopsticks to the bed, tapped the bowl, and said gently, "Mrs. Song, get up and eat."
Li Dazhong, who was observing secretly, saw this scene and suspected that two people actually lived in the body of his new master.
Chi Song has been sleeping on his stomach since just now. He smelled the fragrance of his face. He was about to get up, but he got stuck halfway through: "... Zhi Huai, no, waist, my waist."
The posture just now did hurt his waist a bit. Song Zhihuai hurriedly pushed the person down and rubbed his lower back eyes for him: "Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
Chi Song lay on his side on the bed, blinking sleepily at Song Zhihuai: "I dreamed of you just now."
Song Zhihuai asked, "What did you dream of me?"
Chi Song got embarrassed, peeled off his fingernails and said, "I seem to have dreamed about the two of us..."
Song Zhihuai: "..."
After a long while, he smiled helplessly and kissed Chi Song's eyes: "... fool."
After Chi Song ate half a bowl of noodles, he realized that it was not a dream just now.
He was so embarrassed that he shrank his neck, letting Song Zhihuai rub his hair and laugh at him, blushing to death.
But the good times between the two did not last long.
Because Chi Song's new job is here.
After calling Chi Song to the company, Zhou Yaming pushed a bunch of contracts in front of him.
Looking at the numerous contracts, Chi Song's eyes widened.
Zhou Yaming comforted him and said, "...not all contracts will be signed."
Chi Song barely breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Yaming casually opened the top book: "Do you still remember Taikoo?"
Of course Chi Song remembered that it was the first advertisement he received after being picked up by Zhou Yaming, and it was also the highest-profile advertisement that Chi Song shot after returning to China.
Zhou Yaming said: "Swire wants you to be the spokesperson for the new men's watch in 2017, and the company has already taken it for you."
Last time I just advertised for others, and now I have been promoted to a product spokesperson, Chi Song has made great progress, and I am a little happy to think about it.
But soon, he couldn't be happier.
"The company plans to let you follow the people-friendly route. There is an advertisement for green tea. I have signed it. The shooting will start this Sunday, so you can prepare it."
"In addition to this, it is tentatively scheduled for you to shoot a beer commercial, a chocolate commercial, a men's shampoo commercial, and a sportswear commercial. In addition to shooting, you will also participate in the press conferences of various advertisers. I will make the itinerary. Check it out for you, and I'll call you when the time comes, so don't delay."
"There are also four variety shows this month. There is an online variety show about "Kong Mingsuo", which will let you play some games; there is also an online interview and a TV interview, all of which are about the second season of "Bright Stars". By the way, there is also a "Time Show". This show has a certain influence on the TV platform. You go to the first few to go through the scene, and the last show, you must prepare carefully. "
Chi Song made a good student status, listened carefully, and took notes.
After Zhou Yaming had almost counted all the contracts to him, Chi Song asked, "Sister Yaming, do you have any good books recently?"
Zhou Yaming said: "A good book is hard to come by, and there are so many resources. Who doesn't want to grab it? If there is a suitable one, I will give priority to you."
Zhou Yaming gave Chi Song a carrot. Before Chi Song could be grateful, the stick was pressed down: "Is your birthday coming soon?"
Chi Song: "Ah? Um..."
Zhou Yaming said: "This year, your birthday will be for fans and have a birthday party."
Chi Song: "???"
Zhou Yaming said: "The pre-sale tickets are in the process of typesetting and production, and they will be ready for sale in a week. Remember to entertain your fans well then."
Chi Song knows that the so-called star economy means that everything a star can use for consumption, including birthdays.
Celebrities’ birthday parties can sell tickets to make money. Celebrities only need to sing, dance, and chat with fans, and they can make a big profit. Along the way, they can also get sincere blessings from fans. Many stars are very fond of this.
But Chi Song really just wanted to spend his birthday with Mr. Song.
He had even made up his mind that on his birthday this year, he would go back to his hometown with Song Zhihuai and have a meal with his parents.
However, the company has arranged everything now, just to inform Chi Song.
After being depressed for a while, Chi Song asked weakly: "Can the tickets be sold cheaper?"
Zhou Yaming: "... eh?"
Chi Song: "I'm afraid no one will buy it, it's embarrassing..."
Zhou Yaming almost laughed out loud: "Okay, I'll discuss it with the relevant personnel."
Saying that, she slapped the last contract in her hand into the palm of her hand: "Okay, after we talk about this with you, we can call it a day."
Chi Song sullenly said, "Huh?"
Zhou Yaming pushed the contract over: "You can read this for yourself."
This unusual attitude made Chi Song stunned for a moment. He took it over, and as soon as he opened it, the big gilded characters on the title of the contract made him take a deep breath.
… Ayton
… is that Ayton? Ayton can also be ranked in the top 20 in the global makeup brand
Zhou Yaming clasped his hands and smiled: "Ayton has a face cream for young men and needs to find a spokesperson in Asia."
She paused and said, "...Just right, Mr. Song wants to give his lover a birthday present. So he asked me to transfer this contract to you."
Saying that, she stood up and said, "Chi Song, I wish you a happy birthday in advance."