Is this the fat orange you dropped?

When the alarm clock rang for the third time, the tangle of quilt on the bed finally moved a few times, and then an orange, fluffy cat's paw poked out from the edge of the quilt, and patted the noisy alarm clock with precision.

The alarm clock wobbled and fell unsteadily to the carpet, and the annoying jingle stopped.

Xie Xiaobao finally breathed a sigh of relief in the quilt, and squirmed up a few times, rubbed against the edge of the pillow, revealing half of a furry cat face, opened his mouth in a daze and yawned a little, then shrank back into the quilt, and continued fell asleep.

The sky outside has been slightly darkened, and the sunset and twilight each occupy half of the sky. Under the twilight, there are street lamps that light up like fireflies, one after another, forming a long river of light, announcing that the night is coming.

The bustling city is even more noisy at night, only Xie Xiaobao's room is quiet, except for the occasional small snoring, there is no sound at all.

Xie Xiaobao edited the video all day during the day, from the early morning to the evening when he finally finished it. He took a nap for a while before closing his eyes, and the alarm clock rang one after another.

Turning over on his belly, with the cat's paws curled up slightly, the sleeping Xie Xiaobao grunted twice, vaguely feeling that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Before he could think of something from the sleepy crowd, the phone on the bedside table vibrated and yelled again.

The sweet dream was interrupted again, Xie Xiaobao half-opened his eyes, scratched his ears with his hind paws unhappily, and reluctantly changed back into a human form, took the phone over, and connected the call.

The phone turned on the speaker, and Song Kewen's voice came out: "Xie Xiaobao, have you arrived yet? The celebration is about to begin."

"What?" Xie Xiaobao was still dizzy, and he was stunned when he heard Song Kewen's words before he realized, "Celebration! What time does it start?"

Song Kewen was taken aback by his suddenly raised voice, and said, "It's eight o'clock, there's only half an hour left, where are you?"

"It's over, it's over." Xie Xiaobao jumped out of the bed, went to the closet with his mobile phone in one hand and rummaged through clothes in the other, "If Lao Wang asks, you can say that I have a stomachache and went to the bathroom."

Song Kewen heard the movement on his side, and said in surprise: "You're still at home, aren't you?"

Xie Xiaobao laughed dryly, quickly took out his clothes, and said to the phone, "Why, I'm on my way and I'll be there soon, don't let Lao Wang catch me, I'll hang up first."

Throwing the phone on the bed, Xie Xiaobao quickly changed into a shirt and a small dress.

Today is the [-]th anniversary celebration of He's Entertainment. Originally, he was just a small anchor signed by the company to test the waters. He's Entertainment, which is full of stars, has no sense of existence, so the celebration has little to do with him.

But He's Entertainment is a subsidiary of He's Media, the head office attaches great importance to this [-]th anniversary celebration, and even the general manager He Yu, who rarely appears, will attend.

So Lao Wang told them early on that he should arrive early on the day of the celebration and dress up to give him a long face, although Xie Xiaobao didn't understand what kind of face he could have with a few young anchors.

But if you don’t understand, you don’t understand, you still have to listen to Lao Wang’s words, the county magistrate is better off now, Xie Xiaobao thought about Lao Wang’s sparse head at a young age, couldn’t help laughing twice, quickly dipped in water and fell asleep He stroked his messy hair to make it smooth, then picked up the styling water and sprayed it wildly, then grabbed the phone and rushed out.

After taking a taxi, I received two more calls from Song Kewen on the way. Xie Xiaobao hung up guilty. Before the phone screen went dark, another WeChat message came in.

[Song Kewen: Xie Xiaobao, you are dead, Lao Wang went to the toilet to find you. 】

Xie Xiaobao didn't reply to the text message, pursed his fleshy lips, and said to the driver: "Master, please hurry up."

The driver said "Hi" and pointed to the congested traffic ahead, "Young man, this is not as fast as I thought."

Xie Xiaobao let out an "oh", looked at the number on the screen that jumped to 5 o'clock in [-] minutes, and clenched his fingers annoyed.

He hurried to the hotel, but he was still 10 minutes late. There was no one outside the venue, only a few waiters were coming in and out. Xie Xiaobao probed inside and saw that it was full of people, and the host was already reading the opening remarks.

Withdrawing his head, Xie Xiaobao called Song Kewen.

"Where are you?"

Song Kewen was very noisy there, so he hung up the phone without being able to understand a few words, and sent him a WeChat message directly.

[The second-to-last table on the right, come quickly. 】

Xie Xiaobao slipped to the side door on the right, looked at the dark heads, found the penultimate table, and then hunched his body and slipped in.

This year's anniversary celebration was full of ostentation, from the elder brother and the younger sister to the little artists who didn't have any sense of presence. Hundreds of people filled the entire venue.

Xie Xiaobao stared and wandered around, finally saw Song Kewen's particularly conspicuous purple hedgehog head in the dazzling light.

There is still a vacant seat next to Song Kewen, which should be reserved for him.

Xie Xiaobao quickly slipped over and sat down, and was about to take a sip of tea to catch his breath, when he met Old Wang's winter-like eyes.

Withdrawing the outstretched hand, Xie Xiaobao smiled at Old Wang, and said hello obediently: "Hello, Brother Wang."

The old Wang had a serious face, fixed his eyes on the strand of hair on his head, gritted his teeth and said, "You came really early."

Xie Xiaobao tried his best to widen his eyes, and said with an innocent expression: "There is a traffic jam on the road."

Lao Wang sneered, glanced between him and Song Kewen, and then turned his head to look at the big screen in front of him intently.

Xie Xiaobao stuck out his tongue secretly, picked up the tea in front of him, gulped down a big gulp, and whispered to Song Kewen, "Why is Lao Wang so tempered today?" Just hehe.

Song Kewen clicked his tongue twice, and said in a low voice: "It seems that He's Media has several high-level officials here this time, and they have to pretend."

Xie Xiaobao snorted, and diverted his attention without interest. Anyway, these big shots have nothing to do with them, they might not be as attractive as the juice and snacks on the table.

After a day of tossing, he still hasn't eaten much.

The part on stage has already reached the high-level representative's speech. He Yu is the general manager of He's Media. The company's senior management has been adjusted. He will temporarily take over the management of He's Entertainment in the future, so he will specially attend the anniversary celebration this time.

The host was emotional and invited He Yu to give a speech with a smile on his face.

He Yu stood up, adjusted his clothes slightly, and walked up leisurely.

As one of the most famous entertainment companies in the entertainment industry, He's Entertainment has countless handsome men and beautiful women, and the one who can stand on the stage as the host is even more beautiful, but He Yu stood still in front of the host, and the moment he took the microphone In an instant, he was not inferior in the slightest, and his aura was even stronger.

The hostess smiled and handed him the microphone, even though she was standing on He Yu's height, she was still a bit shorter than He Yu.He Yu nodded, took the microphone, cleared his throat and began to speak.

The deep and cold voice echoed through the loudspeaker above the entire venue. Xie Xiaobao, who was stealing food under Lao Wang's eyelids, paused, and looked back in surprise. He Yu's appearance was enlarged and projected on the high-definition LED screen. With a high nose and deep eyes, and a tough outline, he looks like a serious and hard-to-talk person.

But he looks really tall... Xie Xiaobao sighed in his heart, turned his head and continued to eat the small cake in front of him.

Lao Wang glared at him bitterly, but Xie Xiaobao was so obsessed with the cake that he didn't look at him at all.

No matter what kind of banquet it is, in the end it is always impossible to get rid of the mere formality of boredom. Xie Xiaobao slowly ate three pieces of cake and drank a glass of fruit juice before finally arriving at the stage of performance.

What the entertainment company lacks most is performing talents. There are various song and dance performances one after another. Xie Xiaobao burped and felt a little full. He poked Song Kewen under the table and asked in a low voice: "Can you get out? "

Song Kewen happened to be bored watching it too, and the two hit it off immediately. Xie Xiaobao winked at Song Kewen, signaling him to say hello to Lao Wang.

Song Kewen rolled his eyes, a strand of his bristling hair fell down, dangling wildly in front of his forehead, Song Kewen didn't bother to answer, and lowered his voice to the old Wang: "Brother Wang, Xiaobao wants to go to the bathroom, I will accompany him go together."

The man sitting next to Lao Wang chuckled, he seemed to recognize Lao Wang, and teased Lao Wang: "Your subordinates are really good, you have to hold hands when you go to the bathroom, don't..."

Old Wang gave the man a hard look, and said bluntly, "Never mind your business."

After speaking, he said to the two of them: "If you want to go, go quickly, don't block my eyes."

Song Kewen gestured yes to Xie Xiaobao from behind, and then slipped out one after the other.

There were so many people in the venue, the air was inevitably stuffy, Xie Xiaobao breathed out as soon as he came out, and muttered: "I'm suffocating."

Song Kewen brushed his stiff hair casually, and pulled Xie Xiaobao to sit down on the sofa by the window.A look of mystery and eagerness to pour out.

Xie Xiaobao had been with him for a long time, so he knew that he must have heard some gossip again, and he was waiting to ask.

Xie Xiaobao sat up straight, and cooperatively asked the question Song Kewen wanted, "What's the matter?"

Song Kewen shook his legs, raised his eyebrows triumphantly and said, "There is a big event."

"What's the big deal?" Xie Xiaobao continued to ask cooperatively.

Song Kewen lowered his body and approached him, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the one above was masturbated by the head office."

The original president of He's Entertainment was He Xing. Just by looking at his surname, you can tell how strong his background is. This president He is quite old but energetic. Many artists in the company who want to take shortcuts have climbed over this bed , Although it's all a private matter, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even Song Kewen and others in departments that don't care about it have small anchors who want to climb over the bed.

The so-called top beam is not upright and the bottom beam is crooked. If the leader takes the lead, the atmosphere will not be any better. Those who don't want to take shortcuts will swallow their anger or find another job, and the rest will be people who are colluding. Over the years, although He's Entertainment is still The entertainment industry is famous, but compared with the development of the head office, it is a negligible progress.

It's just that I didn't expect that the head office would silently get rid of people. According to the eight monsters Song Kewen inquired about, He Yu brought his cronies to He's Entertainment by air, and directly changed the top management.

"Tsk tsk, the direct line is different," Song Kewen said with emotion, "He Xing is just a collateral line. I heard that the newly appointed Mr. He is the chairman's nephew."

Xie Xiaobao thought of the person he saw on the big screen, and muttered: "It looks like a very difficult person to get along with, and I don't know whether it will be good or bad in the future."

Song Kewen didn't seem to care. Compared with the future development of the company, he was more concerned about the private life of Mr. Xin He, "You said Mr. Xin He is so handsome, will he be the same as the previous one? If this one also likes... In fact, it’s not bad for a night’s sleep.”

Xie Xiaobao took a piece of chocolate out of his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet and greasy chocolate melted on the tip of his tongue, he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, puffed his cheeks and said: "Xin He is always handsome, but he looks a bit fierce. "

Song Kewen propped his chin with his hands, nodded in agreement, and was about to say something more, when his eyes accidentally glanced at the window next to him——

"He... Mr. He!"

Seeing his terrified expression, Xie Xiaobao followed his line of sight in surprise, and saw the tall man by the window.

He Yu fiddled with the unlit cigarette in his hand, staring intently at the two boys who had been gossiping about him just now.

Xie Xiaobao looked at him anxiously, but couldn't see his emotions, nervously swirled the chocolate in his mouth and swallowed it, and tentatively greeted, "Mr. He!"

Because he was a little nervous, his voice unconsciously became a lot thinner. Song Kewen, who was beside him, was startled by him, and gave him a horrified look of what are you doing.

After Xie Xiaobao finished speaking, he also found the problem, and he tried to make up for it by saying: "Mr. He also came out to breathe?"

Song Kewen: "..."

He Yu's eyes fell on Xie Xiaobao and he paused, looked at the stiff and embarrassed expressions of the two, nodded slightly, and left without saying a word.

When they walked away, the two breathed a sigh of relief, Song Kewen grabbed Xie Xiaobao's face, "What did you just say!"

Xie Xiaobao was a little chubby in the first place, especially his round and fleshy cheeks, and he couldn't shake him off even if he grabbed him, so he could only vaguely explain: "I'm too, too nervous."

Song Kewen let go of him, and muttered: "Pray, I hope Mr. He has a lot and don't care about us."

Xie Xiaobao rubbed his cheeks in pain, he felt guilty when he thought of He Yu's expressionless face, he shook his head, and patted Song Kewen's arm optimistically, "Don't be afraid, he doesn't even know our names, he will definitely not find us of."