I'm not a superstar [entertainment circle]

in the bathroom.

Ding Chen shuddered, and his calves trembled uncontrollably.

He sneaked a glance at the door. The door was closed. Ding Chen was thinking about the difficulty of carrying out the plan of directly pulling Wen Han out. When he went back, he would ask who at home had offended the Sixth Young Master of the Shen family. If he implicated himself, it would be a big deal for his father to plead for mercy with a cheeky face.

Ding Chen doesn't want family affairs to affect his idol.

"Don't look, I've locked it." Shen Fanxing said surprisingly.

Ding Chen was dumbfounded: "You, why are you locking the door?"

Then Hu stood in front of Wen Han, "It's none of his business, he's just mine..." Before the word "idol" could be uttered, he was startled by Shen Fanxing's sharp eyes, and the last two words were clearly spoken, but Ding Chen was stunned He didn't hear his own voice.

Shen Fanxing narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura, "Is he yours?"

"Can't it be mine?"

Ding Chen shook his head: "It's my idol." He felt that he was fooled by Shen Fanxing's "yours and mine", "Oh, it can also be yours."

The arm in front of Wen Han was shaking slightly, showing how frightened the child was, Wen Han pushed his arm down, walked straight in front of Shen Fanxing, and said, "Are you bored?"

Shen Fanxing continued: "It's not boring, bullying children is much more fun than bullying those old guys."

These words made Wen Han retract his feet and turn his head, the corners of his mouth curled up, "That's quite apt."

After speaking and walking outside, Ding Chen felt that his idol was so angry that even Shen's young master dared to confront him, so he saw his idol walked to the door and stretched out his hand, and the door opened.

There's no lock at all? ?

Under the surprised eyes of the child, Mr. Shen passed by proudly, and said, "Kid, don't talk nonsense in the future. I have wanted to praise your boss for a long time."

As Shen Fanxing said, his eyes followed Wen Han's back entwinedly, his brows and eyes were frivolous, as obvious as the hint was, this is a charming male goblin.

Shen Fanxing wants to flatter Wen Han? ?The Shen family doesn't have an entertainment company? ?Oh, if someone really wants to enter the entertainment industry, it's just a matter of ticking their fingers. How could the entertainment industry not welcome them with open arms.

Today's car took three ignitions before it started.

Wen Han:? ? ?Scared too much?He glanced coldly at the room upstairs in the clubhouse.

In the warm box, the handsome and striking President Shen sneezed twice in succession.

Wen Han unbuckled the co-pilot's seat belt, walked around from the front of the car to the driver's seat, opened the door, "Let me drive."

Ding Chen's mind was completely dazed, and he followed what Wen Han said. After sitting in the co-pilot, the seat belts were all fastened under Wen Han's reminder.

The kid couldn't hold back his words. After Wen Han set off on the road, he couldn't help opening his mouth, "Brother, Mr. Shen..."

"..." Wen Han felt heavy in his heart, "I can only say that our relationship is a little more complicated than you imagined."

As an artist, he needs to reserve a little more space for himself.

Ding Chen hugged the seat belt on his chest, and said boldly: "Brother, you must not do anything to offend my sister-in-law! My sister-in-law is so good-looking! She can also cook with ingenuity! She can also stay at your lowest point when you are at your lowest point." around you!"

"And it's hard for a man in a rich family to show true affection. I'm not afraid to tell you that my family is in a mess, the Shen family... I dare not say more, but I don't think it's any better than our class. "

Wen Han: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ding Chen emphasized: "The scumbag will go to hell if he cheats."

Ding Chen added in a low voice: "But I believe you are not."

Wen Han turned his head to look at him, and heaved a sigh of relief: "..."

It's really hard to have kids.

When Shen Fanxing came back at night, he entered the password and was prompted that the password was wrong.

……

The original password was the anniversary date of the two of them. Shen Fanxing tried his own birthday and Wen Han's birthday, both of which were wrong, so he could only call someone in disgrace.

"Dear, dear... Well, I'm so dizzy, I just got out of the elevator now, I feel, I can't stand up..."

He purposely only said half of what he said, and hung up immediately before Wen Han could react, and then lay on the door to listen to the movement inside.

It was silent for a second or two... Well, a minute passed.

Shen Fanxing had a headache. If he didn't open the door, should he pretend to be pitiful and wait at the door for a while, or let Luo Tezhu deliver a quilt to accompany him and wait at the door. After all, if he doesn't give himself face, Wen Han will always give outsiders a little face .

His ears moved, and Shen Fanxing heard footsteps, and immediately turned back to the elevator entrance lightly, and then hurriedly messed up the neckline and cuffs to make himself "drunk" more realistically.

Wen Han opened the door but didn't come out, glanced at the man sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall, looked at him for a while, then turned back without saying a word, but the door was not closed.

Shen Fanxing quietly opened his eyes, seeing that he knew he had been exposed, got up and patted the ashes on his body, then went in and closed the door with a guilty conscience.

Wen Han was already sleeping on the bed.

When Shen Fanxing came in, the bedroom was dark, he hurriedly changed into his pajamas and lay down, hugging Wen Han from behind.

"Sleep so early?"

The "asleep" person said: "There is no concert and no announcement, so you don't deserve to sleep? Besides, Mr. Shen's family calls it early at [-] o'clock in the morning?"

The two of them had been together for too long, and Shen Fanxing understood what Wen Han's tone meant.

If he's in a good mood, he'll call "Hey" or "Who is that?" If he's in a bad mood, he'll just call "Shen Fanxing". Mr. Shen".

Shen Fanxing's heart skipped a beat, and he just wanted to call the other party his ancestors.

"How do you know I didn't drink too much?" Shen Fanxing asked shyly.

Wen Han couldn't help laughing: "Put some blush on your face, maybe it will be more realistic."

"!!" This was really unexpected.

Shen Fanxing was quiet for a while, Wen Han pressed the fire, and after a moment of stalemate between the two, Wen Han heard the sound of long breathing, turned over and looked at Shen Fanxing, who had already fallen asleep unknowingly.

It's not easy to be a young CEO, the younger you are, the more you will be questioned. Wen Han is very clear about how much Shen Fanxing has paid.

When eating in the morning, Shen Fanxing observed that Wen Han's face was not so ugly, and he asked the other party to give him a farewell kiss shamelessly.

"A parting kiss?" Wen Han raised his hand and touched Shen Fanxing's forehead, thinking that it was not hot, why did he remember this after waking up after sleeping, they have never said a parting kiss before in such a long time together, the three in the middle Years of long-distance relationship, every time we separated, we didn't even do a ritual hug deliberately.

"...Did you drink counterfeit wine yesterday?" A question mark slowly appeared above Wen Han's head.

Shen Fanxing looked up at the ceiling, "I just wanted it all of a sudden."

For the stickiness he has shown in recent days, Wen Han always felt weird, hesitated and said: "I was angry yesterday because you said something flattering me, you shouldn't have said that, let alone at this juncture To put it bluntly, I don’t want Lu Zhe to find any new business opportunities and be drained of his last drop of blood, and if he really wants to make me pay the breach of contract fee to terminate the contract, he will only disgust me to death.”

Shen Fanxing climbed up the pole: "Then you agree to let me hold it?"

"..." Wen Han felt that he was wasting his words, "I thought we had already reached a consensus on this issue. You know about Sister Hui. I think it's better to separate feelings from work."

The ups and downs of the years when his parents divorced are still vivid in his mind. He seems to close his eyes and still think of the bright red wounds on Sister Hui's wrist, and the sound of bright red blood dripping on the floor.

As a result, Wen Han later developed an obsessive-compulsive disorder—the faucet must be turned off tightly.

And the most important point, what Wen Han didn't want to say was that he believed that he could stand on that height again with his strength, one - he could see Shen Fanxing's height by raising his head slightly.

Regarding the future, Wen Han is not waiting to die. He has been away for three years, and the fan base in the past needs to be re-established. To absorb new fans, it does not need to be too many, just slowly increase it, and it can serve him as much as possible after half a year. Hwaseong's termination of the contract is enough to lay the groundwork.

He should be considered an eighteenth line now.

In addition to the last reception, he went to the bathroom and was completely gone, which completely offended Mr. Zhu.

You didn't give up three years ago, but you will take it three years later?Wen Han felt that some higher-ups had a bunch of stuff in their minds?It is also very naive.

The company is currently in a state of complete stocking of Wen Han. If the variety show was not for increasing Song Binyan's popularity and warming up for the singer ceremony in the middle of next year, it is estimated that Mr. Zhu would also want to throw Wen Han out. .

The filming of the program will start after the year, and it will be officially broadcast in half a month. The twelfth episode will be three months, so the timeline should not be too stuck.

However, there is no other person in Hwaseong who can form such a sharp contrast with Song Binyan. Lu Zhe's plan is - if Wen Han is more obedient and willing to obey, as the manager of both parties, he can achieve a win-win situation; If he is good, he also has a back hand, stepping on it, no matter how high the one is praised, and how miserable the one being stepped on will be.

In any case, Huacheng Entertainment's gold broker is not in vain.

Wen Han was bored, so he and Ding Chen started to learn to use Weibo. He hadn't played Weibo much, and the account was still three years ago. It used to be managed by the company's assistant. After Wen Han went abroad, it was in a neglected stage. .

He glanced at the number of fans. He didn't know how many there were before, anyway, the number displayed now is more than 180 million.

Wen Han thought for a while, and tried to search Shen Fanxing's Weibo, but found no related users, only a few promotional novels of the protagonist with the same name.

He thought of something, and entered "Qi Chen" and "Lu Fan" in the search box.

Qi Chen is Shen Fanxing's cousin, the seventh eldest in the Shen family, and from his mother's surname, as the youngest, he enjoys a lot of love. Lu Fan is Qi Chen's other half, and also...Shen Fanxing's dream lover.

Of course, Mr. Shen doesn’t admit it now, he will say, “The one I dream about the most is clearly Karl Benz, and he also said that the car I built is really cool.”

Wen Han actually doesn't have any resistance to this Mr. Lu Fan, because he is really a very good person. Wen Han doesn't always post on Weibo, and has seen some news about him in magazines, all of which are energy Very positive.

Both are surnamed Lu, compared to a certain manager, they are like gods.

Both of them opened Weibo, Wen Han clicked to follow first, and looked at Qi Chen's Weibo, most of them were related to the promotion and popularization of new laws and regulations, and the rest...was dog food.

Qi Chen V: I always feel that something is missing when I want to go out in the morning, but I really don't think about what is missing. Mr. Lu thought for a long time, and gave me a parting kiss#足球早晨#.

Wen Han: ...

Is this really my story?Why do I always feel like I got the wrong script.

I looked at the editing time of Qi Chen's Weibo, it happened to be yesterday.

Wen Han's eyes narrowed slightly, so——

Shen Fanxing did play Weibo.

The author has something to say: Wen Han: If you don't follow me on Weibo...

Shen Fanxing: Only you! !