Fu Shaohua's announcement went so smoothly that Zheng Mingze felt like he was caught off guard and won a big prize, as if in a dream.
As early as after studying Fu Shaohua's information, he knew that this artist was not good at communication, and he didn't know how to deal with the media, so he used his contacts, chose a reporter with a good relationship with him, and made a plan to intervene immediately if something went wrong. Prepared, but never thought that Fu Shaohua gave him a big surprise.
Facing media interviews, Fu Shaohua did not show the self-pity, anger and sadness of a victim—after all, although this kind of behavior can further win sympathy, once it transitions, it is easy to cause counterproductive effects. Contrary to Zheng Mingze's worries, Fu Shaohua didn't complain, and his attitude was positive, with a kind of thorough understanding and calmness after a thousand sails, as if reborn from the ashes.
Zheng Mingze watched from the audience, and even he had to admit that Fu Shaohua, who was standing under the spotlight and chatting happily at this moment, had an extraordinary charm—if he had been able to exert his charm earlier, he probably would not have It will always be tepid, and encounter so many difficulties and embarrassments.
However, perhaps it is precisely because of this wind and rain that Fu Shaohua has a completely new look today, right
After successfully completing the announcement, Zheng Mingze settled down with Fu Shaohua, and personally sent away the reporter who was familiar with him.
Obviously, the reporter was also very satisfied with what he had gained today, and even joked with Zheng Mingze with a smile, saying that he had to come to pick up this hot potato because of favors, but he didn't expect to gain a big favor— Fu Shaohua's enthusiasm has not subsided yet, and this exclusive report is enough for him to get a huge bonus.
"Although I have never been in contact with Fu Shaohua, I have always believed that an artist who can be smeared to that extent by the people in the same company will always have some flaws, at least in terms of interpersonal communication. I heard that you were going to take over him, and I felt sorry for you." The reporter shook his head and sighed, "But today, I have greatly changed my opinion of him. If he can continue to maintain it, from my point of view, he The next achievements will definitely not be bad, hereby congratulate you in advance for having another cash cow under your hands!"
"When you say this, it's like I'm a vampire who squeezes entertainers!" Zheng Mingze cursed with a smile, but he was extremely sad in his heart—if Fu Shaohua didn't have Bai Shao's golden Buddha standing behind him, he would definitely be much happier It's a cash cow, but now... that's a living ancestor!
However, no matter what, Fu Shaohua's self-improvement still made Zheng Mingze very happy. At least it meant that the difficulty of his work was greatly reduced.
After sending the reporters back, Fu Shaohua had already removed his make-up and organized his belongings. Zheng Mingze patted him on the shoulder, did not hesitate to praise him, encouraged him to continue to work hard, then took him into the nanny's car, and asked him where he planned to go next.
Fu Shaohua was silent for a moment: "Let's go back to the apartment I live in now, I'll pack up my things, and then I have to ask Brother Zheng to take me to Bai Shao's villa."
Zheng Mingze paused while driving: "Are you really ready to go?"
"En." Fu Shaohua responded softly, with a little self-mockery, "Do you think I have the right to refuse?"
Zheng Mingze was speechless, and after a long while, he comforted with some difficulty: "Actually, this kind of thing is not uncommon in the entertainment industry. You don't need to have too much psychological burden. Bai Shao... is also very serious, not just for fun." The Bai family also maintains a tacit attitude towards this, and it will not do you any harm... "
"Well, I know." Fu Shaohua chuckled lightly, "Young Master Bai... is quite a nice person."
The car was quiet for a moment, filled with a little embarrassment, Zheng Mingze coughed dryly, and asked tentatively: "...you two last night..."
"I voluntarily." Fu Shaohua lowered his eyelashes and answered simply.
Sensing Fu Shaohua's attitude of refusing to talk in depth, Zheng Mingze had no choice but to shut up tactfully, and started talking about other topics, but his heart was beating all the time, not sure what kind of attitude Fu Shaohua had.
It seems that he has accepted the status quo of being taken care of by others, and even went to bed. His calm reaction made Zheng Mingze a little bit at a loss, even if he wanted to persuade him, he couldn't find a suitable entry point.
Although everything seemed fine, Zheng Mingze worried that this was just the calm before the storm.
Sometimes, proper emotional venting is more conducive to mental health. The more Fu Shaohua suppresses and endures, once it erupts, the harm caused will be devastating—and he is already a grasshopper on the same rope with Fu Shaohua , will inevitably be involved.
Sighing secretly in his heart, Zheng Mingze had no choice but to pull himself together and prepare for a protracted battle with Fu Shaohua, acting as a firefighter between him and Bai Shao anytime and anywhere.
After sending Fu Shaohua back to the small apartment where he temporarily lived, Zheng Mingze began to help him pack his things. Fu Shaohua's actions were very fast, and he packed his luggage without any delay—it was actually quite simple, just a few pieces of clothes, a few documents, etc.—and more time was spent on Clean up the marks left by the ex-girlfriend.
Fu Shaohua is indeed an infatuated person, even if he was hurt so much by his ex-girlfriend, he still kept the other party's things properly. He did not live with his ex-girlfriend. The female artist named Molly knew how to "protect herself" and how precious chastity was for a woman. She didn't give it to her boyfriend whom she had dated for several years, but instead sold it for a price, and used it to climb up to the son of the former vice president of the company—poor Fu Shaohua believed her words, and was still looking forward to the wedding night It's a perfect blend of water and milk.
Although he was a bit stupid, but he had been with his beloved girlfriend for so long and was still innocent. Fu Shaohua was indeed a gentleman with strong self-control ability, but it was a pity that he didn't meet the right person.
... And in the future, I probably won't meet them again.
Zheng Mingze watched Fu Shaohua brutally stuff his ex-girlfriend's things into the cardboard box with a blank face, feeling deeply regretful in his heart.
After finishing everything, Fu Shaohua seemed to be relieved, and his expression softened a little: "Brother Zheng, please take care of these things, and they will be handled cleanly. This house will also help me to return the rent. Bar."
"Okay, no problem!" Zheng Mingze readily agreed, and was very pleased with it.
——Fu Shaohua can make up his mind to get out of the shadow left by his ex-girlfriend, whether it is for himself or for the young master of the Bai family, it is a good thing for everyone.
After solving the "problems left over from history", Fu Shaohua pulled up his suitcase, got into the nanny car again, and drove to the villa where the young master of the Bai family lived.
Bai Duan doesn't like having outsiders at home, so only part-time workers help him clean up the house and buy some fresh ingredients on a regular basis—of course, the young master of the Bai family doesn't touch the sun, and he doesn't know how to cook at all, so he still relies on takeaways most of the time. question.
When Fu Shaohua and Zheng Mingze rang the doorbell, it was Bai Duan who opened the door himself, which made Zheng Mingze very flattered. He smiled, and just wanted to have a relationship with the young master of the Bai family, but he was swept away by a cold look from the other party: "Since the person has been delivered, you can go."
Zheng Mingze choked for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then nodded: "Okay, then I'll go first, Shaohua has never lived with anyone, if there is anything wrong, please forgive me. "
"Of course." Bai Duan frowned, apparently feeling that Zheng Mingze had said something nonsense—how could he not forgive his lover? He was even very dissatisfied with Zheng Mingze's tone of begging, as if he and Fu Shaohua were getting closer.
Bai Duan's expression was always relatively rare when facing outsiders, and coupled with his identity, Zheng Mingze did not dare to observe his expression carefully. After hearing that Bai Duan's tone was rather displeased, Zheng Mingze was even more worried, fearing that Fu Shaohua would not be able to get along well with this young master Bai Shao.
However, now he can't control so much. Zheng Mingze suppressed his worries, took his leave and left, but when he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by Bai Duan.
Looking at Zheng Mingze who turned around suspiciously, Bai Duan pursed her lips, and held back for a moment before uttering dryly: "From now on, Shaohua's work matters will be troublesome for you to take care of."
Zheng Mingze was a little stunned when he heard these words, and suddenly felt that although the young master of the Bai family seemed a little colder, he also had a gentle side, so he couldn't help but relax a little.
After sending away the relieved Zheng Mingze, Bai Duan himself was quite satisfied with this, thinking that he had successfully declared his sovereignty, and also pleased his lover's manager, which is really great!
With the joy of success, Bai Duan walked briskly back to the living room, but he didn't see Fu Shaohua on the first floor—even his luggage was gone.
He frowned slightly, and went up to the second floor, and soon found that the door of his bedroom was open, so he couldn't help walking over quickly, and accurately captured his lover.
Compared with other rooms, Bai Duan's bedroom is obviously much messier. After all, this is his private place, and part-time workers are never allowed to enter, so naturally it cannot maintain a neat appearance.
Fu Shaohua seemed to be packing his clothes and supplies into the closet and drawers, making the whole room a bit more messy, but Bai Duan did not feel displeased at the invasion of his private domain—his attention was completely absorbed by the folder in Fu Shaohua's hand. attracted.
Hearing footsteps, Fu Shaohua turned his head to look at Bai Duan, and raised the folder in his hand: "These endorsements and roles are all found for me?"
Bai Duan's ears turned red quietly, and he wanted to say "yes" intentionally, but he was supported and followed since he was a child, and he always took the initiative. He was very dissatisfied that he was led by the nose after meeting Fu Shaohua.
Looking coldly at Fu Shaohua's triumphant appearance, Bai Duan didn't intend to let him continue to be complacent. He snorted lightly and crossed his arms: "Whether it's yours or not, that's not certain."
"How to say?" Fu Shaohua raised his eyebrows.
"It depends on your performance." Bai Duan raised his chin, "If you perform well and make me happy, I will reward you."
Seeing the domineering appearance of his little benefactor, Fu Shaohua couldn't help but feel a little eager to move. He licked his slightly dry lips, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then, how should I behave to make the benefactor happy?"
Fu Shaohua thought he had made it obvious enough, but it was obvious that Bai Duan, who was still a novice in love, didn't get his "hint". I'm hungry but don't want to eat takeaway, go and make me dinner!"
Unfortunately, Bai Duan's lack of cooperation did not hinder Fu Shaohua's self-display. He put down the folder, approached Bai Duan, and smiled sincerely: "Are you hungry? This is indeed a big event, and I will definitely feed you."
At this moment, Bai Duan realized that something was wrong, but before he had time to react, Fu Shaohua picked him up and pressed him on the bed.
"I'm really hungry, not that kind of 'hungry'!" Bai Duan pressed Fu Shaohua's shoulder, wanting to refuse, but he was reluctant to use real force. Instead, it was more like an invitation to refuse, "I want to let you You go make me dinner!"
"Don't worry, I'll make dinner." Fu Shaohua lowered his body, wrapped his arms around Bai Duan's neck, and sucked a bright red hickey in an obvious place, "Whether it's above or below, I will feed you well Yes—this is my responsibility as a lover~”
Bai Duan: "…………………"
—It is impossible for my lover to be so violent, there must be something wrong!
—I think I am the world's most status-less benefactor, not one of them!