President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Ten years in charge of the Huo family, eight years in charge of Xingguan, invincible across shopping malls.

Net worth and assets occupy the forefront of all major lists all year round.

Huo Boss has never talked with anyone in his life that all the quotations add up to a total of 30 yuan.

Still prepaid.

The partner swiped the card to settle the money on the spot, hesitated to speak for a while, and finally couldn't help asking whether there was any small turmoil in Xingguan's capital flow that outsiders could not detect.

The housekeeper felt that the partner's eyes were clearly worried that Xingguan would go bankrupt and liquidate.

Mr. Huo remained calm, and did not respond too much to such groundless doubts. He provided a list of script IPs and working capital stocks that Xingguan bought this quarter.

The two parties immediately reached an agreement on Mr. Liang's participation in the "On the Road" reality show, and signed the faxed contract.

The butler sent the man away, and then turned back hesitantly: "Mr. Huo, you..."

Mr. Huo sat quietly at the table and slowly raised his eyes.

"..." The butler shut up, wiped off the snowflakes on his head, gave him a salute, and went out to invite Mr. Liang to talk about the reality show he just signed.

Mr. Liang is very satisfied with the price.

Liang Xiao is now very kind to Huo Lan's desk, quickly flipped through a few pages of the contract, nodded: "No problem."

Huo Lan signed the contract with his own hands, but he couldn't tell which page he turned over. He pressed his forehead: "...Don't just look at the price."

The directions of the reality shows are different, and he chose the one that is most suitable for Liang Xiao's current positioning and flow rate to participate in, but Liang Xiao himself has to decide whether it is suitable or not.

If Liang Xiao really doesn't like it, he must notify Xingguan to pay liquidated damages.

"It doesn't matter."

Liang Xiao is happy to know his destiny: "As long as you give me money, you can do anything."

Huo Lan just asked the Minister of Resources to send over the relevant materials and previous programs of "On the Road", and stopped the mouse when he heard that, silently frowned.

You are right.

Liang Xiao looked chic and casual, but in fact he was clear-hearted, and would never do what he shouldn't do.

...But as long as the principle is not violated and the conscience is not violated, an opportunity to make money will never be missed.

If it wasn't for the money, Liang Xiao would not have agreed to the temporary marking when the housekeeper came to the door with the contract and advance payment.

Huo Lan didn't know what he was thinking, so he kept his expression down and suppressed the thoughts that had arisen in vain.

Liang Xiao was ordering troops to pick out snacks, when he noticed his gaze, he raised his head: "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Lan looked away, poured the information into the tablet, and handed it over.

There have been too many recent changes, and the old events of the past have been involved, involving the game of Longtao Star Crown, and the intersection between the two is not frequent.

He almost forgot... Liang Xiao and him were just a simple transaction.

Although it is not involved in the business circle, it is just a personal contract. In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a business.

Money relationship, each takes what he needs.

……

These words were said by Huo Lan to Liang Xiao.

At this time, because of a sentence that was inexplicably unpleasant, it was undoubtedly because he was unreasonable.

Huo Lan pressed the center of his eyebrows, suppressed the messy thoughts, and briefly explained the contract to Liang Xiao: "Record next week, Xingguan will coordinate, after you wrap up, rest for two days before going there."

Liang Xiao nodded: "Actually, there is no need..."

Huo Lan ignored his mentality of shooting early and finishing early to save time and make more money: ""On the Road" focuses on life insights, and each guest is equipped with 1 yuan in starting funds. The guests choose their own processing methods, and the guests guide the program process."

Liang Xiao's eyes lit up.

Huo Lan: "..."

Huo Lan personally negotiated the 30 yuan business with someone, and now his mentality is not very stable.Looking at Liang Xiao, if Liang Xiao dared to say that he wanted to take the [-] back to the bank, he would take him back and notify Xingguan to pay the liquidated damages.

The sky has eyes, Liang Xiao didn't go crazy to this extent, he just nodded enthusiastically, put away the tablet: "Understood, thank you Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan subconsciously frowned again, let go of the mouse, and watched him get up.

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, then sat back again: "Mr. Huo?"

"Is there anything else?" Huo Lan asked.

"It's okay." Liang Xiao looked at his expression carefully, "Mr. Huo, what happened to Xingguan?"

Huo Lan was suspected of Xingguan's accident twice in one night, and he felt a headache, so he pressed his eyebrows: "No."

Huo Lan already had a process to deal with it. He consistently brought up the script IP list and working capital stock that Xingguan bought this quarter, and showed him again.

Liang Xiao was just concerned, but was caught off guard by Mr. Huo's magnanimity: "It's not necessary..."

Huo Lan took two sips of coffee and calmed down a bit: "Go and rest."

Liang Xiao was afraid that he would say this, and his heart sank: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan looked up.

Liang Xiao bit the bullet and cleared his throat: "...I have something to do."

The agent packed up his luggage and threw him up, and even confiscated his room card, so he couldn't go back no matter what.

But he really didn't have the face to tell Huo Lan that he just ruined Mr. Huo's reputation of insisting that the green hills would not let go and still be strong.

Liang Xiao sued the hotel in his heart, stumbled, and reluctantly made up a reason that he might have to come up to bother him for a few days because of the heating maintenance in his room.

Huo Lan was startled: "Heating?"

"It's broken." Liang Xiaofei quickly added, "I'm staying on my side for a few days. I won't disturb your work. I'll come over when I need a temporary mark."

Huo Lan didn't speak, looked back and nodded.

Liang Xiao didn't expect him to be so eloquent, and he didn't have time to read the [-]-word application he had prepared, so he was stunned for a long time.

Huo Lan: "Is there anything else?"

"No more." Liang Xiao responded, "You are busy."

The temperature in the room seemed to be a little hotter than before. Liang Xiao was a little puzzled. He looked at the meticulous air conditioner temperature, and then at Huo Lan who was already concentrating on his work. He didn't ask any more questions, and gently closed the door.

As soon as he left the master bedroom, the housekeeper greeted him: "Mr. Liang---"

Liang Xiao gestured to him to be silent, pulled the man out, and briefly explained the situation.

"I told Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao lowered his voice, "Later on, Brother Duan and I will also collude and say that the heating in my room is broken..."

The butler was stunned for a moment: "But this hotel doesn't have heating."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Seeing his expression, the housekeeper quickly changed his words, "But Mr. Huo probably didn't know, so he believed it."

Liang Xiao had been in the imperial capital for a long time these years, and he didn't return to Jiangnan very often. Only when the butler reminded him did he realize that there was such an important logical error as Jiangnan didn't have heating.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath: "I hope..."

The housekeeper further considered the details: "If Mr. Huo believes it, he will definitely have to claim compensation from the hotel."

"..." Liang Xiao had just earned the money, so he was determined: "I'll make it up."

"No, no, no." The butler didn't think of this, and quickly waved his hands, "I'll go talk to the hotel first, otherwise the hotel will complain, and the couple on both sides will inevitably reveal their secrets."

The housekeeper has been with Mr. Huo for a long time, he has rich experience, and he is determined to go to work, when he suddenly sees the head of the secretary department get out of the elevator in a hurry.

The housekeeper grabbed him: "What's wrong?"

"do not know."

The head of the secretarial department came to work with Mr. Huo, and was suddenly called up. He was at a loss when he didn't know: "Do you know how to write a letter of thanks for the accidental damage to the heating in a standard room in the hotel?"

After tossing and turning a dozen times on the same type of big bed that can lie on the side with a five-pointed star, Liang Xiao didn't quite understand the specific intention of Mr. Huo in writing this thank you letter.

The butler seemed to understand him very well, and he seemed surprised and pleased. He was not allowed to say more, and he happily left with the head of the secretary department.

Liang Xiao tossed and turned the pancakes on the bed, opened his eyes, and stared at the night.

... One wrong step and one wrong step.

When Mr. Huo clears up the whole misunderstanding and knows what his reputation has become, the set may be directly buried by the blizzard.

I don't know if Alpha's pheromone will resonate. At that time, Su Man Baixue is waving his whip, Jiang Pingchao is crying ice balls while holding his manager in his mouth, and if Director Song gets angry again, he may be unable to recover...

The vast sea ran out of ice, and the sad clouds were bleak.

Liang Xiao was so worried that he almost remembered the compulsory articles of the college entrance examination when he was pressed on his head when he was a teenager. He hugged the quilt and rolled around twice. Sighed.

three days left.

I hope Butler Huo will hold on and at least let him finish filming the ending.

Tired from tossing back and forth on the set, Liang Xiao thought wildly for a while, but couldn't bear the tiredness, and buried himself in the soft quilt.

In the chaos, he vaguely heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Liang Xiao barely opened his eyes: "Butler Huo?"

There was no sound outside the door.

"The door is unlocked, come in." Liang Xiao yawned, put on his clothes and fumbled to turn on the light, "What's wrong? Is it Mr. Huo—"

The door was opened, Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly swallowed back the second half of the sentence "Mr. Huo finally remembered that there is no heating in the south".

Mr. Huo stood at the door.

Probably going to bed too, Huo Lan didn't wear a tie and suit as usual, his shirt cuffs were rolled up, and the neckline was slightly wet.

Huo Lan had just washed up, with moisture dripping from his brows and temples, holding the door with one hand, his eyes fell on him.

"what happened?"

Liang Xiao felt that something was wrong with him tonight, so he was not at ease, so he put aside his thoughts and turned on the light: "You come in first."

Huo Lan was held by his wrist, paused, and followed into the door.

"Is it the susceptibility period again?" Liang Xiao recalled the thank you letter, and vaguely felt that it might be a hint, so he sat down by holding him, "Take another bite?"

The "Dictionary of Contemporary Medical Knowledge" said that after Alpha passed the susceptibility period, there may still be several recurrences in the near future, with varying degrees, but it will not be completely over until the pheromone fluctuations are completely calmed down.

Huo Lan's pheromones were always much more active than ordinary alphas, and even the special inhibitors couldn't suppress them. Liang Xiao was a little worried at first.

"No need." Huo Lan stopped him from untying his collar, "...I'm normal."

Liang Xiao really wanted to remind Huo Lan that he was normally knocking on his door in the middle of the night, entering his bedroom, and sitting on his bed normally. Afraid of irritating him, he nodded along: "Okay." .”

Huo Lan instinctively disliked his tone, frowned and didn't explain anymore.

Liang Xiao believed that Mr. Huo might be repeating himself again, so he had a lot of patience, sitting on the carpet and looking up: "What's the matter?"

Huo Lan raised his head and his eyes fell on him.

Only one desk lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and Liang Xiao's pajamas had one button unbuttoned at the neckline, which was not neat, sitting on the floor like this, but it was so chic that no one could fault it.

When he was on the set during the day, when he saw Liang Xiao on horseback, he felt that Liang Xiao should actually look like this.

Believe in the horse and let it run freely.

The natural spiritual energy is in the bones, no matter how black it is, no matter how hard it is, it can't be suppressed even when walking hard.

If their backgrounds were exchanged, Huo Lan asked himself, they wouldn't be as clean and easy as Liang Xiao.

"Mr. Huo?" Liang Xiao waved his hands in front of him, "Are you—are you unable to sleep again?"

It's true that Huo Lan couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of this that he came to him: "Xingguan is planning to provide housing for signed artists who haven't solved their housing problems."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao was not sure, so he asked tentatively, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan stopped and waited for him to speak.

"Your company……"

Although job-hopping is a matter of time, Liang Xiao feels that he is not a star crown person after all, so he is too shameless: "Is there still an artist's housing problem that has not been resolved?"

Xingguan is a film and television company, not a brokerage company, and an artist who is eligible to be signed in. Either he has been famous for a long time and chooses a tree to live in, or he is a newcomer who is in the limelight.

At least they all have a place in the circle.

Almost all the money Liang Xiao earned these years has been turned into inhibitors to continue his life. He couldn't save enough money, so he had to rent a house. He really can't think of any famous celebrity artist nowadays who can live so miserable .

"...No." Huo Lan couldn't tell a lie, he stumbled when he was questioned by his soul, "but—"

Liang Xiao waited for him but.

Huo Lan looked away, but didn't speak immediately.

Liang Xiao does everything in order to make money. It seems that he has no principles, but in fact it is the opposite.

Liang Xiao's principles are very strict, and he distinguishes very clearly which ones should be earned and which ones should be taken advantage of.

Even the price increase with him was only [-] yuan.

At that time, he didn't know what Liang Xiao wanted for [-] yuan. Later, he found out the price of inhibitors from his own pharmaceutical company, and then he figured out the reason.

Huo Lan thought about what Liang Xiao would do with the money he earned all night, fearing that he would not accept it, so he tried his best to find a reasonable reason.When Liang Xiao nodded, Xingguan would suddenly want to plan to equip the contracted artists with cars, uniforms, and assistant teams.

But Liang Xiao asked questions from this step.

"Artists who plan to sign a contract..."

Huo Lan was silent for a while: "Maybe."

Seeing his difficulty in speaking, Liang Xiao suddenly paused for a moment when he was dumbfounded, and his heart softened for no reason: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan was forced to be helpless by him, it was rare that he had no way out, he learned by himself: "It's not me, the general manager's proposal—"

"Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao: "Thank you."

Huo Lan was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and smiled at him.

He is not a newcomer Xiaobai who has just entered the circle and is ignorant. He already understands what he should understand, and even if he shouldn't understand, he has already understood almost everything from the experience five years ago.

Huo Lan knocked on his door in the middle of the night and told him that buying a house for an artist was impossible because he really needed someone to sit down and discuss the company's future planning and development in the middle of the night.

"I'm not being polite to you."

Liang Xiao's tone was light, and he sat lazily, with an uncontrollable arrogance: "Wait until Xingguan, give me three years, and I can earn two houses and come back. Believe it or not—"

Huo Lan: "I believe it."

Liang Xiao paused for a moment, didn't say anything more, and smiled with downcast eyes.

Huo Lan's coming to him was originally impulsive, but now he has completely calmed down and found it ridiculous, so he was silent for a while: "...Sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Liang Xiao waved his hand, "Is the top floor okay?"

Huo Lan didn't follow: "What?"

"The condition of the community is not important, as long as there are more takeaways nearby."

Liang Xiao pushed forward, leaned closer, and discussed with him mysteriously in a low voice: "It's best to have two bedrooms and one living room. The square meter doesn't matter, the north-south transparency is more important..."

Huo Lan was at a loss, he led him to bend over and listened intently for a long time, and wrote down one by one: "...OK."

Seeing him nodding in a daze, Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing, and said seriously, "Thank you."

Huo Lan didn't have the strength to answer his words, shook his head, and walked out silently carrying his messy request.

Liang Xiao almost didn't tense up, and covered his eyes for a long time, barely laughing.

In Liang Xiao's view, Huo Lan is actually a very simple person.

His kindness to others does not necessarily stem from any purpose, but is rooted in a certain persistence that he always upholds, which may even seem unreasonable to others.

Liang Xiao thought, if it wasn't because of the president's personality, Huo Lan might be the kind of person who would be bumped by stray cats and forced to squat on the side of the road, pouring cat food into his palm and working hard as a food bowl.

Huo Lan was afraid that he would forget, so he left in a hurry.When he reached the door, he turned back and wanted to turn off the light for Liang Xiao, but suddenly his hands stopped.

Liang Xiao was still sitting on the carpet, moved his hands covering his eyes away, propped his hands on the ground, and quietly raised his head with his eyes closed.

The eyelashes were tightly closed, and the light fell, reflecting a little water vapor.