President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Early the next morning.

Huo Lan waited for Liang Xiao to wake up from his arms before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash up.

The butler stayed outside the door for a long time, and found an opening to sneak in: "Mr. Liang..."

Liang Xiao was wrapped in a quilt and lost his mind: "Butler Huo."

The housekeeper wanted to explain to him in advance.

However, Liang Xiao spent a whole day filming the scene yesterday, and didn't have time to spare. He wanted to find a chance to talk before he came up, but he couldn't stop anyone.

The butler arrived one step late yesterday, and was caught off guard. He watched Mr. Huo lead him into the bedroom, and he was always worried about Mr. Liang's personal safety.

Liang Xiao was very safe, sighed, and wrapped the quilt around his body again: "What did you tell Mr. Huo?"

"Say...you have a request to sleep."

The butler bit the bullet and said truthfully, "You must hug the pillow you're lying on."

Liang Xiao was indignant: "Is there still a pillow to sit on?!"

"No!" The housekeeper punched his palm, "Aren't you also worried that Mr. Huo won't be able to sit up and sleep? Mr. Huo believed it, so he lay down last night..."

The butler was stunned for a moment, reminded by himself, he thought carefully about the scene he saw when he came in: "Why—"

Liang Xiao despaired: "Don't ask."

"Okay." The housekeeper swallowed the words abruptly, and looked at him worriedly, "Are you... all right?"

Liang Xiao was fine, but his mind was a little irritated, he let out a long sigh, and buried himself in the pillow to cool down slowly.

Huo Lan's trajectory last night was really beyond his expectation, Liang Xiao couldn't react in time and was forced to lie flat, he thought he was going to be confused for the whole night, even if he ate ten walnuts to nourish his brain, he couldn't keep up with President Huo's train of thought .

As a result, he fell asleep.

The housekeeper didn't understand why he expected him to hug the pillow, but it turned into a pillow to hug him in the morning. Liang Xiao didn't really understand when he woke up from Huo Lan's chest and shoulders.

Why do you have to have a good pillow to rest on Mr. Huo's shoulder.

Why was he hugging the hard Mr. Huo when he fell asleep, and when he woke up in the morning, he naturally slipped into Mr. Huo's arms.

Liang Xiao suddenly thought of his walnut kernels, turned over quickly, and quickly took out the paper bag from the quilt and opened it.

Complete and whole, not a single one was crushed.

Liang Xiao checked each one carefully, heaved a sigh of relief, and wrapped the paper bags as they were.

Seeing that he refused to get up, the butler mustered up the courage to test: "Your clothes—"

Liang Xiao: "No need."

Butler: "...Yes."

Liang Xiao didn't have time to change into his pajamas, but he was wearing soft and comfortable private clothes, so he didn't feel uncomfortable after a night's sleep.

There are no strange folds that make people think.

There is no need to ask someone to bring a new one while crying and secretly changing it under the quilt.

Liang Xiao just had no face to get up, and buried himself in the pillow for a while, trying his best to persuade himself that it was the root cause of the disease caused by the temporary marks these days, but he couldn't persuade him, so he sighed: "So I am this kind of omega."

"No!" The housekeeper has wronged him before, and this time he has already counted, and he is eager to explain, "It was a misunderstanding last time, we already know! You and Mr. Huo are really—"

Liang Xiao raised his head in a daze, half of his face was vaguely covered with prints from Mr. Huo's shirt.

housekeeper:"……"

Butler: "You... and Huo are always real."

"..." Liang Xiao got up from the bed, put on his coat leisurely, opened the door, and went to the second bedroom to wash up.

Thanks to the fact that the filming crew finished three days late, Liang Xiao didn't have time to rest. On the day he woke up from Mr. Huo's arms, he rushed to the "On the Road" program group.

"Explore the world and understand life."

Duan Ming read the script to him on the plane: "Each guest is equipped with 1 yuan start-up capital, which will be handled by the guest independently, and the program team will only cooperate with the recording."

Liang Xiao poked around in his bag, nodding listlessly.

Duan Ming couldn't bear his unpromising posture, so he unscrewed a bottle of orange juice and handed it to him: "What's the big deal, isn't it just waking up in Mr. Huo's arms again?"

Liang Xiao raised his head in astonishment: "Brother Duan, you didn't say that before."

When he first took this business, Duan Ming was still pinching his shoulder and shaking him, forcing him to swear that if he is rich, he will not be promiscuous.

"I didn't know before that 'Mr. Huo put you to sleep' had such a pure meaning."

Duan Ming sighed: "You don't need to add masking words when you tell Xiaogong."

"..." Liang Xiao: "Brother Duan, you read my novel again."

"I want to see it?!"

Duan Ming became angry with embarrassment: "You think I'm willing to watch? I'm willing to watch?! If you two hurry up, do you need me to help you find experience from inside! You haven't finished looking for anything..."

Duan Ming couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed the messy assistant bag from Liang Xiao's hand, and unzipped it: "What are you looking for?"

Liang Xiao: "My watch..."

Duan Ming thought for a while: "Which one did you buy last year?"

Liang Xiao nodded.

Liang Xiao also had some occasions to show his face, and the clothes could be rented out, but it would be impossible if he didn't have a decent watch.

Last year, they took the money they had saved and gritted their teeth to buy a piece. They usually put it in a box lined with flannelette, and they didn't take it out easily, so as not to hurt their hearts.

It's impossible for Duan Ming to put such a valuable thing out casually, so he opened a mezzanine and took it out for him: "If you want to wear a watch, why don't you borrow one from Mr. Huo, it's actually not easy to take out..."

"I don't wear it." Liang Xiao shook his head, "I have a bracelet, so I can't put it on."

Duan Ming just remembered his one-button alarm bracelet, and after thinking about it, whether he wears one on each hand or all of them on one hand, it is really not suitable: "Then what do you want this for?"

Liang Xiao opened the box, took out the watch to him, took out the paper bag and put it in.

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming tentatively asked: "This is Mr. Huo's...token of love?"

Liang Xiao paused his hands, felt his ears burn unconsciously, and coughed lightly: "No."

Duan Ming was curious: "Then—"

Liang Xiao was afraid that he would have a heart attack, so he patted his arm: "Brother Duan, don't ask."

Duan Ming only knew that the two of them fell asleep on the same bed without making any progress. He didn't know that Mr. Huo had returned something to Liang Xiao, so he felt relieved a lot and smiled: "Okay, I won't ask."

Liang Xiao found a piece of flannelette, temporarily wrapped the watch, handed it back to Duan Ming, and put the box into his pocket.

Duan Ming was happy, and he didn't think he was a prodigal, so he took it and put it away: "Have you figured it out, what are you going to do with 1 yuan?"

The information transmitted from Xingguan is very complete, and Duan Ming also watched a few episodes of the program.

The guests had a variety of ideas, some bungee jumping, some skydiving, some hiking, and some reading poems to the agent on the Broadway stage.

"Move according to your heart and explore your true self." Duan Ming read the slogan over and over again, "We don't have anyone to set up, so just relax and do what you want."

Liang Xiao took over the copy and briefly read it.

"Don't be too outrageous." Duan Ming reminded him, "If you dare to deposit this 1 yuan in the bank, Mr. Huo may directly kill you from the imperial capital to the show."

Liang Xiao was even moved when he heard it: "..."

"The program team also gave a few ideas."

Duan Ming didn't look up, he flipped through the notebook casually: "Travel, gifts, life experience."

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "A gift of 1 yuan, isn't it inappropriate to give Mr. Huo?"

"You want to give Mr. Huo?" Duan Ming was taken aback, and immediately put an end to his idea, "It's hard to say whether a gift of 1 yuan is suitable, but a hot search with [-] million hits is definitely not suitable."

Liang Xiao just thought about it, nodded in cooperation when he heard the words, and fastened the copy.

"It will take a while to land."

Duan Ming looked at the time, pulled out the blindfold and put it on for him: "Replenish your mind, adjust your state."

Liang Xiao closed his eyes: "Brother Duan."

"What are you doing?" Duan Ming asked.

Liang Xiao: "These years..."

In fact, Liang Xiao always wanted to say that in the past no matter what he couldn't get ahead, even if he said it, it would only increase his troubles, so he never mentioned it.

Now that I see hope, I am taking one step at a time, and I can say something.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

The assistant nestled next to him and buried himself in the game. Hearing this, he raised his head and was stunned.

Duan Ming's hands trembled, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he gave him a particularly fierce look: "It's okay, what's the matter?"

Liang Xiao just laughed and didn't speak.

Duan Ming put on the blindfold for him, took his assistant to the side to cry, and nagged him in a hoarse voice: "If you know it's hard, don't worry about us. Take care of yourself, and quickly find someone to watch you, so you don't have to worry about it every day." Just sick and uncomfortable.”

Liang Xiao used the blindfold to cover up, cleared his throat and defended: "I'm still quite healthy."

"Things that can get up in your place are called healthy." Duan Ming didn't know him yet, "This time, I picked some light ones, and I went back to take a good rest after filming, and started working after a rest."

Liang Xiao hadn't thought about what he wanted to do besides making money in these years, so he really had no idea, so he answered vaguely.

Liang Xiao's thoughts suddenly moved slightly, and he had an inspiration: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming hadn't finished crying yet, so he was annoyed: "What are you doing?"

"1 yuan." Liang Xiao lifted his blindfold, "I know what I'm doing now."

"..." Huo Lan raised his eyes: "What are you doing?"

The housekeeper bite the bullet: "Mr. Liang said that all these years... what he wants to do most is to make money."

Of course Huo Lan knew it, and he didn't intend to ask this: "Didn't the variety show remuneration be settled?"

"Yes." The housekeeper said, "but Mr. Liang said that one size fits one size."

The housekeeper was worried that Mr. Huo might not be able to understand them, so he took a breath and tried his best to explain: "Mr. Liang said that the money in his hands will be earned, and the new ones will have to be earned."

Huo Lan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead: "Transfer his [-] into Star Crown."

Huo Lan: "Forget it... buy dry stocks, share them with him in proportion, return the principal of [-] first, and tell him to do whatever he wants..."

The housekeeper looked at him distressedly: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan didn't want to talk anymore, put one hand under the table, touched a walnut and squeezed it.

"Mr. Liang said that he just likes to make money."

The housekeeper explained: "If you tell him to be idle, he can't be idle. Traveling is a waste of time, and he is not interested."

"No." Huo Lan said.

The butler was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"It's not that he's not interested..." Huo Lan closed his eyes, and didn't say any more, "Let him earn money, not set up a stall to put on film."

"Mr. Duan was stopped."

The butler nodded quickly: "Mr. Duan said that if he dares to set up a stall under the bridge, Mr. Duan will jump off the top of the bridge."

Butler: "Take aim and jump, and it hits the front of his stall, smashing into the words 'Your Master' in capital letters."

Huo Lan was shocked by Liang Xiao's manager's iron-blooded loyalty, and he didn't say anything for a while: "..."

"Later, we also negotiated several plans with the program group."

The housekeeper continued to explain: "Finally it was settled, and I bought a breakfast cart with the 1 yuan."

The show was only recorded for five days. Huo Lan didn't think this business model could pay back so quickly, so he frowned: "It's all spent?"

"It's all spent."

The housekeeper knew what he was thinking: "Originally, this ten thousand was also the program group's operational funds, which can be spent at will. There is a maximum limit of double the amount, but it cannot be withdrawn into cash."

The butler didn't have the face to continue talking, holding back for a few seconds: "And...the program group still has rules, guests can make a wish."

Butler: "No matter what it is, the program team must agree."

"..." Huo Lan: "He made a wish for the show crew to buy the car back."

The housekeeper nodded numbly: "Mr. Liang said that his wish is to let this breakfast car drive forever in the program group of "On the Road"..."

Huo Lan sat silently for a while, and even wanted to dig Liang Xiao back now, and put him in Xingguan who was in charge of empty gloves and white wolves pitting money.

It may greatly increase the progress of the M&A Longtao project.

The contract is coming soon. In principle, Liang Xiao is already considered an artist of Xingguan. The housekeeper worried that Huo Lan would be unhappy, so he carefully found a reason for Mr. Liang: "The breakfast car... is also very important."

"Early morning is the best plan for a day." The housekeeper searched his stomach, "Eating is the most important thing for the people."

The housekeeper stammered: "Car---"

Huo Lan didn't know what he was talking about, so he raised his eyes inexplicably.

The housekeeper was worried: "Time does not wait for the car, and the car does not wait for people."

"I'm not angry."

Huo Lang really didn't know the core of what he wanted to express. Looking at the butler's expression, he roughly guessed what he was worried about, and fell silent for a while: "I'm just thinking about Mr. Liang."

housekeeper:"……"

Mr. Huo's frankness during his susceptible period, if Mr. Liang was here, he might be even more unbearable.

"He never rested."

Huo Lan: "So even if he can breathe a sigh of relief, he doesn't know how to rest."

The butler was taken aback.

The butler didn't guess that he was thinking about this. Looking at Huo Lan, he couldn't help feeling distressed: "Do you know?"

These years, the Xingguan Huo family is in full swing, outsiders can only marvel at it, but the housekeeper knows better than anyone how much effort Huo Lan has put in along the way.

The butler felt distressed when he saw both of them: "You—"

"I know." Huo Lan said, "I want to teach him."

"..." Butler: "Huh?"

Huo Lan closed the computer and let go of the mouse.

He never grew up with his parents, but when he was a child, he would secretly ask the bodyguard and nanny to tell him what his parents did every day and where they went.

If they can also be together, he can take Liang Xiao to do these things.

"We can spend the whole day with nothing to do."

Huo Lan slowly recalled what the nanny said: "Just stay at home."

Huo Lan: "He can rest assured to sleep. If he feels tired, I will carry him back to the bedroom and read a book with him."

"In summer, you can go to the coast of islands and reefs. In autumn, you can see the aurora in the Arctic Circle. In winter, there are snow fields in the Alps."

Huo Lan remembered it very clearly: "When you go out for a walk, your vision and mind will be broadened."

Huo Lan: "We can also bathe the dog together."

"..." The housekeeper is very worried that the dog in their Huo Boss' story will probably be neutered next time: "Have you said these words to Mr. Liang?"

Huo Lan fell silent.

The housekeeper was anxious for him: "Say it!"

He was clearly carrying Mr. Liang behind his back, and his love words could fool Long Tao's gang of scum. Every time he saw Mr. Liang, he just couldn't say a single extra word.

The housekeeper wanted to tie these two people together and press his head, anxiously: "If you don't tell me, Mr. Liang will never know. Mr. Liang still thinks that you want to drag him into the Walnut Lovers Association!"

Huo Lan: "..."

The butler was agitated for a moment, and he couldn't choose what to say, bowed to Huo Lan, and walked away quickly with both hands and feet.

"I know traveling is good."

Liang Xiao tugged Duan Ming and persuaded him with a good temper: "See the aurora in autumn, go skiing in winter, and go to the Gold Coast in summer."

Duan Ming: "Driving a breakfast car in spring."

"The plan for a year lies in spring." Liang Xiao was embarrassed, "I... want to earn some money."

Duan Ming understood, and sighed: "If you can save [-], it's [-]."

Although it is a drop in the bucket even if he earns money, Liang Xiao always pays close attention to every corner. Being able to resist taking the complimentary toiletries provided by the hotel has made a lot of progress.

Liang Xiao heard him mention this: "By the way...Brother Duan."

Duan Ming: "Fried dough sticks are really bad, Xiaogong and I don't have that skill."

"No..." Liang Xiao choked, "I don't want to move on with the money we're saving now."

"Then don't move." Duan Ming said inexplicably, "What are you reporting to me?"

"I originally wanted to give you bonuses."

Liang Xiao lowered his head and smiled: "Xiao Gong kept saying that he wanted an automatic coffee machine like that."

"If he gets used to it, he can't even drink the instant handwash."

Duan Ming showed no mercy: "You keep it for yourself, it's not easy to earn some money."

Listening to his voice, Duan Ming guessed that he had something else to say: "Is it useful for you to ask for money?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "I don't know if it can be used, I'll talk about it when the time comes."

Huo Lan's acquisition of Longtao is not as simple as what he said.Long Tao's assets are above [-] million, Liang Xiao is not sure how far Huo Lan can suppress the opponent, and he is not sure whether Xingguan's liquidity is enough to feed him.

His own money is a drop in the bucket...Of course he knows it too.

But now that he has the opportunity, he wants to take advantage of the popularity to take on a few more dramas, work hard, and continue to spin for two or three years.

If you can help with the acquisition of Longtao, you can help. If you can't, there will be a period of capital deficit after the merger of Xingguan.

Many film and television agencies are supported by a leading artist. Xingguan is huge. Of course, Liang Xiao doesn't think that he can be the leading artist, but finding the right position as soon as possible is not impossible to have a place.

"Your own money, don't tell us."

Duan Ming didn't care about this, and patted him on the shoulder: "Wait until you're so red, why don't we walk sideways? What are you doing in such a hurry?"

Liang Xiao lowered his head and smiled.

Duan Ming discovered his fault early in the morning, and took the opportunity to beat him up: "Don't keep thinking that you can't owe others, you have to pay back everything you get, and if you know too well, the relationship will be gone."

Liang Xiao knew what he was hinting at again, his ears were burning, he touched the box, and said vaguely, "No... nothing."

Duan Ming clicked his tongue.

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming has partnered with him for so many years, so he still can't see his intentions: "You don't want to use the money you saved, so you just want to take advantage of these few days to earn a little bit, and you even cashed out [-] yuan from the crew..."

Liang Xiao said one thing: "That ten thousand can't be counted."

"It's a little bit if you can earn a little bit." Duan Ming changed his words quickly, and glanced at his coat pocket, "Is it because I want to pay back the gift to Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao's eyes widened: "Brother Duan, how many little Huang Wens have you seen of me?!"

"...not much." Duan Ming: "I am very talented."

Liang Xiao didn't believe it: "Mine are mainly cars, the plot is just so small, less than one-fifth of the previous love..."

Duan Ming didn't want to talk to him about this, so he tore open a bun and gagged him: "What do you want to buy for Mr. Huo?"

Liang Xiao felt hot again, and swallowed the bread without saying a word.

Liang Xiao has never had a love history in the past five years. Duan Ming saw it and was a little worried that he would not be able to deliver the ideas. He pointed to the box in his pocket and reminded: "It is best to match the ones delivered by Mr. Huo."

"If someone gives you cufflinks, you can give him a brooch." Duan Ming gave him detailed instructions, "If someone gives you a pendant, you can give him an amulet."

Duan Ming doesn't really think Mr. Huo will give a ring now, and judging by the size of the thing, he can't guess what else is possible: "Got it?"

Liang Xiao numbly thought about the housekeeper taking out a walnut smasher from the gift box: "...Understood."

Maybe Mr. Huo might even like this gift a little bit.

Recently, Liang Xiao always felt that the people around him were abnormal, so he was determined to keep his sobriety and rationality. Taking advantage of Duan Ming's inattention, he took out a walnut and ate it. He was shocked: "I want to give Mr. Huo a set of pajamas."

"..." Duan Minggang felt relieved: "Did Boss Huo give you a zipper puller for your pajamas?"

Liang Xiao took a breath: "No."

Duan Ming was puzzled: "Then why did you remember to send pajamas?"

Liang Xiao didn't have the face to explain to him because the shirt really didn't feel good when he hugged it, and when he woke up in the morning, his face would still have marks on his face, he calmly pondered, and found an excuse: "Mr. Huo's suit doesn't look good."

Duan Ming: "...Oh."

Duan Ming really didn't expect that the relationship between the two of them has developed to such an extent that even Liang Xiao has such a high voice in this matter: "Then you pick a good-looking one and buy one for yourself."

Liang Xiao was packing up the things for sale in the dining car, his hands trembled, and he almost gave him an exclamation point with milk.

Duan Ming wiped the milk from the assistant's face: "Isn't it a matter of time?"

Liang Xiao felt that he really couldn't let the broker confiscate the inventory anymore, his heart beat for a while, and he was determined to explain the situation thoroughly: "Brother Duan, Mr. Huo and I haven't made it clear yet."

Duan Ming was stunned for a moment: "Explain what?"

"I want to go to Xingguan, not just because... I like Xingguan."

Liang Xiao read this sentence softly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and suppressed his thoughts: "I wanted to say it yesterday, but I didn't have time."

"Mr. Huo also..." Liang Xiao always felt that it was inappropriate for him to say this, but no one around him really knew about it, so he coughed lightly: "I didn't say anything to me."

Although he and Mr. Huo have already touched what should be touched and hugged, have bitten their necks on the sofa, on the desk, wrapped their legs in their arms, and slept together on the same bed, but they Indeed, no progress has been made.

Liang Xiao felt guilty when he thought about these words, and he didn't have the nerve to say: "Mr. Huo..."

Duan Ming understood: "Mr. Huo didn't tell you exactly?"

Liang Xiao smiled.

"This kind of thing...you can't blame Mr. Huo."

Duan Ming can actually understand: "At their level, every sentence has to be held accountable, and people will take out eighteen meanings over and over again."

Duan Ming frowned, and tried his best to convince himself: "I can't give accurate words."

Duan Ming tried his best to comfort him: "Boss Huo—maybe also to protect you."

Liang Xiao was melancholy: "That's too protective..."

Duan Ming didn't expect such a thing to happen, even though he could understand Huo Lan's difficulties, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Liang Xiao: "You have worked hard too."

Duan Ming wanted to give him a comforting embrace for a temporary rest, but just as he raised his arm, he heard Liang Xiao's cell phone ringing next to him.

The assistant picked it up: "Mr. Huo's text message."

Duan Ming originally thought how sweet these two people were, but now he vaguely guessed what was going on, seeing that Liang Xiao was still depressed, he sighed: "Read it."

There was no one else in the room, so the assistant let out an oh, and moved closer with his mobile phone in his arms: "Mr. Huo said, when the variety show is finished recording, I want to invite Mr. Liang over to study with Mr. Liang."

Assistant: "No need...to write a review."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and was even a little surprised: "Really?"

The assistant nodded.

His surprise fell in Duan Ming's eyes, and he felt even more distressed: "That's it?"

Duan Ming couldn't see it anymore. He wanted to talk to the butler. Thinking of Liang Xiao's situation, he forced himself down again, sighed heavily and stretched out his hand to Liang Xiao: "Forget it, come here—"

"Also." said the assistant.

"..." Duan Ming didn't expect the assistant to be so blind, he was a little impatient: "What else?"

"Mr. Huo asked, can Mr. Liang be invited home?"

Assistant: "He wants to hug Mr. Liang and read to him."