After imagining the host's life after going bankrupt, Fang Shan couldn't help but curl up his lips. Mengde realized that he was going too far with his happiness, so he curled his lips and changed it to a look of disdain.
"Even if you have nothing, I will dedicate myself to the host and accompany you to make a comeback."
Wei Sushen saw through his conspiracy at a glance and said what Fang Shan was thinking: "Everything is just to gain face."
Fang Shan smiled and waved his hands: "How can I be such a superficial person?"
After all, in my heart, I was already imagining that the host had nothing, and said with a stubborn look on the magnificent scene of thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in the west of Hexi.
Wei Sushen stared at him motionless and did not speak during this period. His gaze was quite penetrating, as if he could see into people's souls.
After looking at each other for three seconds, Fang Shan looked away first and said frankly: "Okay, I am."
Wei Sushen then looked back at him and said, "The best way is to use other means to attract customers to buy tickets."
Fang Shan frowned: "What do you mean..."
“Use the tickets to draw prizes, give out gifts through on-site interaction, etc.”
Fang Shan was not surprised at all. As a business manager, Wei Sushen maintained his businessmanlike behavior most of the time.
"It's a way." Fang Shan said: "But in my opinion, some other content can be added."
When Wei Sushen looked over, Fang Shan slowly uttered two words: "Bagua."
In a life of being cheated and cheated for a long time, Wei Sushen had already known each other, so Wei Sushen pressed his eyebrows in advance to prepare for a headache for a while.
Fang Shan: "The host has only half a foot in the entertainment industry. He doesn't have much talent in speaking. I'm afraid people will notice your love life soon."
Wei Sushen rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Fang Shan with complicated eyes: "Sure enough, he didn't disappoint me."
At the end of the day, it would give him three or four headaches at least, and nothing at all.
Fang Shan was not affected and calmly suggested: "Instead of letting the bad guys dig up and add fuel to the fire, we should use it ourselves and bribe a few reporters to spread rumors... The real version of the rich prince and System Su, I don't believe they will not be interested."
Wei Sushen wanted to speak several times, but couldn't find a chance to interrupt. Fang Shan said enthusiastically: "The more outrageous the plot, the better. When you and I perform on the same stage, that will be the biggest selling point."
He didn't hear a positive reply right away, so he continued to persuade: "This plan is perfect, what's the point of dissatisfaction?"
Wei Sushen said calmly: "...I want face."
Fang Shan shook his head slightly: "How much is face worth? You must have a normal mind."
Seeing the host's thin lips pursed tightly, Fang Shan started from his businessman side: "Sooner or later it will come out, but the difference is whether it will be exposed by us, or whether it will be used by some bloggers to exaggerate and expand to gain popularity."
Thinking in another direction, Wei Sushen accepted it much more peacefully.
"There is no need to feel forced." Fang Shan smiled: "The host is not a person who cares about reputation, otherwise he would not hang out with me in the first place."
Wei Sushen went from rubbing his eyebrows to pressing his temples with both hands, which slightly relieved his headache.
In terms of psychological quality, Wei Sushen will always be inferior to Fang Shan. It does not mean that his psychological quality is not strong, but that he will never be able to be like Fang Shan, who can seek death to the extreme and still find his position calmly.
As if sensing his emotional fluctuations, Fang Shan raised his eyes and said seriously: "Self-knowledge is the ladder of human progress."
Wei Sushen's fingers never left his temples, and his headache just started to attack again... This ability to deceive people by opening his mouth is also unique.
It’s important to find an entertainment reporter who can spread the word and won’t bite you back.
Wei Sushen asked Zhao Shi to introduce a reporter to him. Zhao Shi himself was in the entertainment industry and had many related connections, so he introduced a relatively reliable person.
The agreed place is a coffee shop in a remote location.
Yes, it’s a coffee shop again.
Fang Shan couldn't remember how many times Wei Sushen had set the place to talk about things in a coffee shop, pushed open the door and walked in. The smell of coffee that hit his face made him frown. I couldn’t help complaining: “Are bars extinct in this world?”
Even if you go to a teahouse, it would be nice to have a fresh change.
Wei Sushen saw the headache-inducing expression in his eyes, and felt a sense of relief in his heart, finally being able to let this person experience the same feeling.
He had to admit that he had unknowingly fallen in love with the process of torturing each other.
Yuji arrived very early. When Wei Sushen and Fang Shan arrived, he had already ordered coffee and was waiting there.
Different from the reporter in Fang Shan's impression, the man was tall and strong, and anyone who saw him would not associate him with his current profession. He was more like a fighting player.
"Hello." He stood up and said, his voice was rough and loud.
Fang Shan hesitated for a moment after shaking hands and asked, "Your career development must be quite difficult."
It's easy to attract bad guys in this profession, and the man doesn't have any sense of intimacy. When his voice is pointed at the microphone, it sounds like he's trying to stir up trouble.
"That's for sure," the man admitted, "How else can you say I'm reliable?"
Those who have developed well are squatting at the doorsteps of celebrities' homes. He is the only one who has the leisure time.
The man sat down and said, "Let's talk business. I have to follow an 18th-tier starlet tonight. I'm in a hurry."
Wei Sushen took out an envelope. The man shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhao has already paid. You can just ask me to do the work."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows at Wei Sushen: "Shi Zhao is quite good at getting things done."
Wei Sushen said straight to the point: "Creating rumors."
Having been an entertainment reporter for so many years, I have never done anything like catching rumors. The man responded: "Who are you spreading rumors about?"
Wei Sushen pointed at himself and then at Fang Shan.
The man was stunned for a moment.
Wei Sushen said quietly: "Let's just say that he and I fell in love with each other and joined the cross talk industry in order to pursue my sweetheart. My younger brother wanted to take this opportunity to ascend to the throne and compete for the inheritance rights of the company."
The man stiffly picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. After the bitter liquid went down his stomach, he asked aloud: "What good does this rumor do to you?"
Of course, it is impossible to say that it is to sell tickets. Wei Sushen said calmly: "It stimulates the nerves in the brain and makes me happy."
“…”
Facing the man's suddenly widened eyes, Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the problem?"
The man gave a false smile. As a simple child who grew up in a small town, he really didn't know that city people would have such trendy ways of playing.
Professionalism defeated curiosity, and the man asked: "There is a limit to spreading rumors. What is your bottom line?"
Wei Sushen: "To be honest, the most important thing is to mention that there will be a performance in a while, and he and I will be on stage at the same time."
The man frowned. It was well known throughout the city that Wei Sushen was rich. If it wasn't for the ticket money, what was the use of mentioning this deliberately
Fang Shan easily saw his doubts and took the initiative to explain: "We want to create some different memories. When we are old, we will sit in the rocking chair and watch it slowly."
After a long while, the man got out of his confusion and took a deep breath: "... With all due respect, you two are a perfect match."
Fang Shan nodded: "You're not the first to say that."
Apart from laughing, the man no longer knew what to say. He probably had an idea and said, "It would be better if a scene about parents beating up the two ducks was included."
This kind of thing must be explained clearly before writing, after all, it involves the other party's parents.
Wei Sushen thought for a moment: "Just don't mention my mother."
The man was surprised: "Your Majesty, don't you mind?"
"Father and son are going into battle. Since my brother has a role in this bloody love, we can't favor one over the other."
The moment he lowered his eyes, the man deeply reflected on whether he was out of touch with this era. The coffee was already cold, and he didn't even know when the two people left. When he looked up again, only the darkening sky was left.
There were more and more couples in the coffee shop. The man once thought that all love elements were romantic. However, Wei Sushen taught himself a lesson. Some love is essentially artificial!
The more you make it, the better it becomes, and the more you make it, the more addictive it becomes.
It was rare to come back from the company early and Wei Ye, who was resting at home, had been sneezing since the afternoon. Jiang Meiling prepared the potion for him, frowned and said, "I told you a long time ago that the temperature has been hot in the morning and evening recently, so wear more clothes when going out."
Wei Ye shook his head: "I have a hunch that your precious son is restless again."
He put the cup on the table with more force, but Wei Ye did not finish the rest of his words under his wife's unkind eyes.
The little fat man sneered: "Dad has always been suspicious lately."
As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed three times in succession, causing him to jump up from the sofa in shock.
Aunt Zhang, who was bringing the fruit, was surprised...it turned out that the second young master had such an amazing jumping ability.
Jiang Meiling looked at this unattractive son and sighed: "Why are you so surprised?"
The little fat man covered his chest: "Dad is right, my brother is going to do something evil again."
Ever since he was a kid, when his heart beat fast, something bad was bound to happen.
Jiang Meiling glared at them: "Please be calm and don't think so wildly."
Little Fatty: "As brothers, we have a subtle telepathy."
Jiang Meiling sneered: "Mother and son are connected, why don't I feel it?"
The little fat man curled his lips: "Maybe he didn't want to harm you."
She just felt that the more they talked, the more outrageous they were. Jiang Meiling pointed upstairs and told her to read.
The little fat man had a strong man's expression on his face and turned around with heavy steps to go upstairs.
Wei Sushen, who was being talked about by them, was having dinner with Fang Shan in the hotel quite comfortably at the moment.
Fang Shan looked out the window, shook his head and said, "I'm tired of seeing the same scenery."
While saying this, he gave Wei Sushen a wink to hint that they were father and son after all, and if they gave in, they might be able to move back in for two days.
Wei Sushen said nothing and walked out of the room. After a while, he walked in with the key card: "I asked the front desk to help change rooms. There are still many vacant rooms on this floor. You have to feel the scenery of a place." If we get tired of it, we’ll change rooms every day.”
“…”
Fang Shan swallowed the last bite of his meal and silently packed his luggage and moved to the opposite side.
The new guest room was very clean. Wei Sushen opened the curtains, looked down and said: "Look directly at the food court. If you are not satisfied, you can change it again."
Fang Shan: "...you win."
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