Entertainment begins with Charlotte's troubles

[Chapter 197.195: The entire network is in an uproar]

Lin Xun was holding a gift box in his hand, and not long after leaving with the company's employees who came to drive, they encountered Cha drunk driving on the road.

From a distance, seeing his car, two people came over.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

When the car window fell, Lin Xun was not the one driving the car. The other party was a little surprised. Surprise was surprise, and the procedures that should be followed had to be completed.

"Hello, sir, let's blow it."

If you can come and drive, you won't drink alcohol. The driver breathed a sigh of relief, it's normal.

"Thank you for your cooperation, let's go slowly."

In the back row, Lin Xun was glad that he wasn't driving the car. Zhao Liying really hit the mark, and someone checked for drunk driving.

If he hadn't been clever enough to find someone to come over in advance, he would definitely be the top trending search tonight.

Twenty minutes later, in the company office, Lin Xun saw that Yang Rui was still working overtime.

"Didn't you go to eat?" Yang Rui moved her sore shoulders, "Come back so soon?"

Going around to the back, Lin Xun gently massaged her shoulders: "Damn, don't mention it, it's a bunch of crap, if I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have gone."

"what happened?"

After Lin Xun explained the cause and effect again, Yang Rui snorted coldly: "If you don't sing, you don't sing. You are doing the right thing. Some people shouldn't get used to it. I didn't see it. This old man is very bad. I won't watch him in the future." It's a movie."

She is different from Zhao Liying. She manages so many accounts every day, and each transaction is several million, tens of millions, and even hundreds of millions. Her mentality has long since changed.

She doesn't think Lin Xun is much worse than others, everyone is equal, why should she sing for you.

If it were the owner of a film and television company with a net worth of billions, would Feng Xiaogang and the others have this attitude?

When encountering such a big benefactor, I'm afraid they would be eager to confess. How could it make people feel embarrassed.

That is to say, Lin Xun is young and easy to bully, or jealous, he can't see others making money, he can't see others being good, and he has to let others bow their heads to appear that they are superior.

"You still understand me." Lin Xun smiled slightly, "It's so late, I think the company people are leaving in a hurry, why don't you get off work?"

"Wandering Earth has a lot of expenses recently. I have to calculate every account. I also have to check the list they issued. I can't pay as much as I can."

"These tasks can only be done by the financial side. It is useless for others to stay. I let others go first."

Lin Xun said while massaging: "Don't work too hard, the work is endless, let's do it tomorrow."

"You can do as much as you can. Besides, there is nothing to do when you go back at this time."

"Who said that?"

"Hey, why are you taking off my clothes?"

"Your coat is too thick to press in."

"What about the shirt? Are you trying to cup me?"

"This kind of massage has to be pressed close to the body to be effective."

Outside, a woman in her early thirties sat in front of the computer with her hair tied up and dressed in ol' attire, and said with emotion, "Mr. Yang is so happy."

"Isn't it? There is someone to accompany you to work overtime so late." On the opposite side, the female apprentice who just left school envied: "I went to deliver materials before, and saw that the boss gave the boss a massage."

"How long ago was that?" The woman rolled her eyes: "I guess it's only now. Give me the information, and don't bother Mr. Yang."

"Hee hee, good master, I just don't dare to face Lin Xun, his aura is a bit strong, my heart speeds up when I see him, and I can't speak well."

"In the future, he will inevitably run this way. He can't do this every time. Master, how should I overcome this situation?"

"You are sick in spring, just find a boyfriend!"

At this moment, Lin Xun was still giving Yang Rui a massage at the company, Zhao Liying was eating takeaway and watching TV at home, Feng Xiaogang was still lying on the bed, he was in a daze, cursing.

The resplendent living room banquet is not over yet, the guests are singing and dancing, exchanging glasses.

In the corner, no one noticed that the children who were everywhere asking for autographs and group photos had disappeared. At the same time, a large number of group photos of several children and Lin Xun were uploaded to a certain personal q space.

In less than 2 minutes, there are dozens of comments.

"Wow, Erpang, where did you get the group photo of Lin Xun and Lu Han's?"

"I want too."

"envious."

"Envy +1."

"Is Lin Xun still in Yanjing? Can you get me one too?"

"Is there any more? My friend asked you to post more."

Seeing the comments from his classmates, Xiao Pangdun was proud: "This is so good, I will show you a more explosive one."

A few minutes later, a ten-minute-long video appeared. The background was a magnificent living room with people coming and going, all of whom were well-known entertainers.

First, a beautiful coaxed sister danced, and the people around shouted and danced one by one, and some people whistled.

After that, Chen Daoming roared with anger on his face: "Have you never seen a woman before?"

After another seven or eight minutes of boring content, just when the friends thought there was nothing exciting, Lin Xun appeared.

A skinny old man asked him to sing, but if he didn't sing, the other party would not let him go...

In front of the mobile phone screen, a group of teenage girls were gnashing their teeth. If they were there, they would all rush to help and show the old man some color.

In the dark, Lin Xun seemed to hear their shouts, and said disdainfully to the old man: "Shame on me, let me sing, do you deserve it?"

"Good! Well scolded!"

"Hit him, hit him, fuck him!"

"Beat him like a pig's head!"

This time Lin Xun didn't hear their call, but their parents did.

Chen Yongzhi didn't know when he came to his daughter's back, and slapped her on the back of the head with a dark face.

"What are you looking at, why are you full of foul words?"

Turning the phone over, the girl pouted: "I didn't read anything?"