Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Yu Zhiyue raised a handsome smile: "Brother, I think it's easier to deceive little girls at your mature age and domineering demeanor."

Lu Bai raised his eyes quietly, and pursed his thin lips lightly: "Then why I couldn't handle Song Mengsheng before?"

Yu Zhiyue turned cold: "Is Song Mengsheng a little girl? She was too pretentious before, and she liked Zhang Han, and she was with Liang Wenning, and there are so many little fresh meat... It's normal that you can't figure it out. "

"I think you are sincerely provoking me." Lu Boshen's face darkened when he heard the two names.

Yu Zhiyue saluted solemnly: "Brother, I was wrong."

"Get out." Lu Boshen said these two words in a very cold tone.

But to Yu Zhiyue, this was considered very polite.

At least without using the idiomatic word - roll.

Yu Zhiyue quickly put away the cynical smile on his face, nodded and bowed and left the office: "I'm leaving now."

Lu Baishen looked at the disappearing figure in front of his eyes, thought about it, and called Song's father again.

"Do you have time these two nights? Let's have a meal together."

Father Song was surprised and delighted when he received the call from Lu Boshen, and hurriedly looked down at the calendar: "I have time tonight, and you two haven't been back for a long time, why don't you just come home for dinner? We'll go out for dinner next time."

"That's okay, I just have something to discuss with you." Lu Baishen immediately told Xiao Sheng about his itinerary, and at the same time told Song Mengsheng about the meal.

In the evening, the family sat together and ate lively.

When Lu Baishen saw that everyone was eating almost, he got up and invited Song's father to talk in the next bedroom.

Song Mengsheng stood up curiously: "What are you talking about? It's so mysterious! Why don't you take me with you!"

Father Song is a very smart person, he understood Lu Baishen's meaning, and stopped Song Mengsheng with his hand: "You have a good meal here first, and I will come out after a few words with Lu Lu."

"Cut, I don't know what is so mysterious." Song Mengsheng sat back on the chair again.

Lu Baishen glanced at Father Song indifferently, got up and walked into the bedroom.

Father Song was afraid that Song Mengsheng would eavesdrop, so he closed the bedroom door tightly: "Now you can talk."

Lu Bai said succinctly: "Based on various factors, I think that Song's subsequent endorsement cooperation can be done without Liang Wenning."

Father Song raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Liang Wenning did bring a lot of benefits before."

"Now changing to a small fresh meat endorsement will have the same effect." Lu Baishen looked cold.

Father Song thought about it seriously, and then said: "It should be. I thought the relationship between Liang Wenning and Song Mengsheng... Although they are friends, some people will always write some gossip about the two of them when they are together. Whether it is for the Lu family or the Song family, it is not very good."

"It seems that you understand what I mean." Lu Baishen put one hand in his pocket, his cold expression softened a bit.

Father Song smiled: "I am also a man. People say that men are more broad-minded than women, but when it comes to matters of love and marriage, who is not careful?"

"Actually, it's okay for Liang Wenning and Song Mengsheng to continue to be friends, but they have been in contact too much. Who knows what kind of psychology Liang Wenning has in mind to be friends." Lu Baishen believed in his instincts, this Liang Wenning is definitely a strong rival in love.

Father Song nodded: "That's what I'm worried about, then we won't cooperate with Liang Wenning in the future, and we can't give our rivals a chance."

The two talked in the bedroom in a very tacit understanding.

Song Mengsheng was very curious, so taking advantage of Song's mother going to the kitchen to cut fruit, she quietly got up and stood at the door of the bedroom.

While bending over, he put his ear on the door of the bedroom, trying hard to listen to the conversation inside.

However, the sound insulation of the door of my house is so good that I didn't hear anything.

Coincidentally at this time, the people inside finished speaking.

The bedroom door was opened abruptly.

Song Mengsheng leaned against the door, instantly lost support, and threw himself into the bedroom.

Fortunately, Lu Baishen had sharp eyes and quick hands, stretched out his strong arms, and caught Song Mengsheng steadily: "Be careful!"

"Why are you still eavesdropping!" Father Song stared helplessly when he saw Song Mengsheng's figure.

Lu Baishen helped Song Mengsheng up, squeezed her cheek hard, and warned seriously: "Didn't I tell you to listen?"

"You actually have a little secret with me!" Song Mengsheng pouted angrily.

"There are no little secrets, just some things at work." Lu Bai replied coldly.

Song Mengsheng raised her chin arrogantly: "There is no little secret, why don't you let me hear it? There must be something in it."

"I said, you child is really... oh, your wings are stiff, we can't control you anymore." Father Song said with emotion, and walked out of the bedroom.

Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Boshen hesitantly, but before he could speak, he was suddenly picked up by Lu Boshen and walked towards the sofa.

Father Song saw it, and hurriedly pretended not to see it in embarrassment.

On the contrary, Song's mother smiled gratifiedly: "Seeing that the relationship between the two of you is getting better and better, we are relieved. Why don't you two go home and rest early."

"Need not."

Lu Baishen refused in a deep voice, turned around and threw Song Mengsheng on the sofa.

Just as Song Mengsheng wanted to get up, he was pushed down by Lu Baishen's strong hands.

"Eavesdrop next time and see how I deal with you."

When Song Mengsheng heard the words, all kinds of memories flashed in his mind.

It seems that every time he accidentally provokes Lu Baishen, he is always beaten by the wall, the car, the wall, the sofa...

Sometimes, if you are not careful, you will be eaten and wiped clean.

Thinking of this, I couldn't stop coughing: "Ahem, cough, I'm eavesdropping openly, what's your dissatisfaction?"

"Still sophistry?" Lu Bai narrowed his deep, narrow eyes dangerously, and grabbed her soft shoulder with one hand, coldly and forcefully.

"What's the matter? My mother's family is here!" Song Mengsheng glanced at his parents not far away, and stared arrogantly.

But who would have thought that Lu Baishen's powerful palm held her cheek firmly.

At that moment, her chest heaved violently.

Before she could struggle to escape, that domineering and forceful kiss surrounded her tightly with a strong aura of conquest...

Not only Song Mengsheng himself was taken aback, but even Song's father and Song's mother, who were watching quietly beside him, were dumbfounded.

But Lu Baishen's aura was too strong, and no one was too embarrassed to say anything, so he quickly hid in the kitchen without interrupting the two young people.

But after a long time, Song Mengsheng shyly separated from Lu Baishen, and glanced towards the kitchen: "Dad, Mom, that..."

Song's father tried his best to behave naturally and walked out: "It's over? It's good, it's good."

But Mother Song's glass heart was broken, and her tone was sour and sweet: "I said, when you do this kind of thing, can you consider the old mother's mood?"

Song Mengsheng knew that most mothers would be reluctant to marry their daughters, let alone watch their daughters run away with other men...

There was a joke in my heart again.

"Mom, don't you want to say that the cabbage will be raped by pigs?"

At that moment, Song's father coughed violently, afraid that Lu Baishen would be angry when he heard it.

Even Song's mother couldn't stop secretly looking at Lu Baishen.

On the contrary, Lu Baishen was very calm, and slowly hugged Song Mengsheng tightly in his arms, with a lukewarm voice: "I didn't hear clearly just now, can you say it again?"

Song Mengsheng giggled, pursing her lips in a mysterious way on purpose: "Don't say good things a second time."

"I think you really need to clean up." Lu Baishen stood up and nodded politely to Song's father and Song's mother, turned around and took Song Mengsheng's arm, and walked out of the house.

On the way back, Lu Boshen pushed Song Mengsheng on the back seat and gave him a big punishment for flirting.

After Song Mengsheng got out of the car in shame, she didn't even dare to see the driver, so she ran back to the villa and hid all the way back to the bedroom.

but……

How could Lu Boshen let Song Mengsheng go so easily?

……

After Lu Baishen discussed with Song's father about the spokesperson, Song's father returned to the company and began to be busy with the follow-up endorsement.

He plans to arrange the public relations department and the marketing department to handle the endorsement.

After all, Liang Wenning is a big star, and the agency is quite powerful, and soon there were rumors that they would no longer cooperate.

The brokerage company was very calm.

During the break of Liang Wenning's poster shooting, I chatted with him.

"This is the Song Group's follow-up plan to replace the spokesperson, have you heard?"

Liang Wenning bit his straw and drank his coffee, and nodded disapprovingly: "I heard, but it's okay, after all, my endorsement fee is too expensive."

The agent nodded in surprise: "I thought you would find ways to continue to cooperate for Song Mengsheng. Seeing that your mentality has calmed down, I am relieved. I think the same as you, Song can't afford such a high price." The endorsement fee, the company will not let you continue to do this loss-making business."

Liang Wenning put down his coffee, straightened his bangs in front of the vanity mirror: "You don't seem to understand what I mean."

The manager leaned on the dressing table, and handed Liang Wenning a fruit cut: "Don't scare me."

Based on his personal experience of working with Liang Wenning for many years, he always felt that Liang Wenning was going to say something amazing...

Liang Wenning ate a piece of apple slices with a fruit fork, and said calmly: "I think so in my heart, but, I will never let go of the opportunity to get in touch with Song Mengsheng's family easily."

The manager shook his hand, and the whole fruit cutting box fell to the ground.

Next, Liang Wenning continued to shoot the poster.

After everything was done, he checked the time on his phone and told the driver to drive the car back to the company.

When entering the elevator, he said to the agent next to him: "Open the company's dedicated live broadcast room, I'm going to have a fan welfare live broadcast tonight."