President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

After the video conference, Mr. Huo was not in a good mood.

Even Mr. Liang, who came back from the play, generously cooperated and practiced a set of impromptu tiger shooting skills with a clothes rail in the presidential suite, but he was unable to turn the tide.

"What happened?"

Liang Xiao handed over the burden of editing Weibo to his manager and assistant, and lowered his voice to ask the housekeeper, "Mr. Huo's work is not going well?"

The housekeeper witnessed the development of the matter with his own eyes, and his mood was a little complicated: "It can't be counted..."

Liang Xiao scratched for a long time, managed to pinch a little snowman the size of a finger, and put it in the refrigerator: "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper didn't have the heart to stop Mr. Liang's artistic performance, turned around and led the way, led Liang Xiao through the living room, and opened the door of the master bedroom

Liang Xiao looked at the icy master bedroom: "..."

Liang Xiao: "Did Mr. Huo just complete an evolution here?"

The butler coughed: "No."

Mr. Huo just failed to freeze the head of the public relations department of Xingguan through the network cable.

The housekeeper called someone to clean up the room, and briefly explained the situation to Liang Xiao: "...that's probably how it is."

Butler: "According to the arrangement, you and the crew will go on a vacation variety show together and spend four days and three nights together."

Vacation variety shows are not like challenges or games. The recording process has a high degree of freedom. It is not necessary to follow the script to match the program group, and the rules are usually very loose.

This type of variety show is very friendly to artists who are not the main variety show cafe, and it is also the business model that most crews will choose.

Liang Xiao had no objection, and nodded: "Yes."

The housekeeper paused, and continued: "Two people share a room."

Liang Xiao has slept in all bunks, so he doesn't have much opinion on co-sleeping: "Yes."

The housekeeper bit the bullet: "A bed."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao: "Is what I'm going to be on a holiday variety show about dating?"

The butler hurriedly explained: "No, no..."

Although there is only one bed, because of the adoption of the model of Datong bunk in the northern villages, the action space of two people will not affect each other.

But these things don't have to be explained to Mr. Liang yet.

The butler had too many teammates to bring with him, so he sighed and said to Mr. Liang, "Boss Huo really wants to go with you."

Liang Xiao had just sent a message to Duan Ming, planning to discuss with his manager about declining the invitation, but he was startled when he heard this, his eyes lit up: "Is it possible?"

"No problem in principle." The butler nodded, "Mr. Huo is an investor in this drama and one of the main creative teams."

At the time of filming, Mr. Huo was tied to the crew of "New Year's Eve" because he carried Mr. Liang out of the set, and it was a trending search, so it was logical to be on the show together.

Liang Xiao quickly hid the phone and nodded.

The housekeeper hesitated to speak, and sighed.

"Someone won't let Mr. Huo go?"

Liang Xiao almost connected the whole matter: "Xingguan thinks this is inappropriate?"

The housekeeper sighed: "Mr. Huo felt that this was inappropriate half an hour ago."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao understood: "Half an hour later, Mr. Huo learned about the participants and specific content of the variety show."

The housekeeper was moved to tears: "You deserve to be a star."

Liang Xiao smiled, sent a few messages to the manager who was inexplicably cueed, and thought about it carefully: "Okay... I see."

The butler was startled: "What do you know?"

"I'll figure out a way." Liang Xiao was very confident, "At that time, I will fight for it, and say that one person's glands are not stable, so Mr. Huo must accompany him."

Liang Xiao is used to being blamed, so he didn't take it seriously, and edited it with great interest: "I play a big role, and I want the treatment of the president, or I won't cooperate. Or I'm proud of being favored, and I feel that this is too lonely. Wutong Shenyuan locks Qingqiu..."

The housekeeper listened in awe, but before he had time to react, the door of the master bedroom was suddenly pushed open.

Liang Xiao hadn't finished reciting it yet, subconsciously raised his head: "I keep cutting, but I still—"

Huo Lan barely stopped the snow, and just went to take a hot shower, his whole body was steaming: "No need."

Liang Xiao was stunned.

"Send a letter back." Huo Lan said, "No—"

Huo Lan frowned, suppressing his temper: "Mr. Liang is not allowed to share a room with Director Song Qi."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao caught off guard and found out about his original treatment: "Why did I share a room with Director Song?!"

The housekeeper couldn't make up for it: "Mr. Liang---"

Liang Xiao couldn't figure it out: "What are we doing in the same room? Should I play mahjong with Director Song in the middle of the night!?"

"No." The housekeeper quickly reassured, "You can also be with the screenwriter teacher..."

Huo Lan: "I will go to variety shows with Mr. Liang."

The housekeeper froze for a moment.

Huo Lan frowned under his stare: "I share a room with Mr. Liang."

According to Mr. Huo's original temper, the housekeeper was actually ready to let Huo Lan stay in the room by himself overnight, and bring an ice pick to find someone the next day. Hearing this, he almost couldn't react: "Yes...you must be with me Mr. Liang's room."

Huo Lan: "We get along day and night."

The butler nodded numbly.

Huo Lang was worried that these people would be obedient to others, so he frowned: "Eat, eat and live together."

The butler wrote the reminder letter for him, and he wanted to transfer it back to the secretary of the board, and he had to use the official seal of the president. He was a little hesitant to write: "This sentence——"

Huo Lan: "Emphasis in bold."

"..." Butler: "Yes."

Liang Xiao regained his composure, and stopped the housekeeper: "Actually, there is no need..."

Liang Xiao walked over, held Huo Lan's arm and tugged, and discussed with him in a low voice: "You don't need to be so formal, just say something."

When Huo Lan held his arm, most of the coldness and indifference on his body eased. He raised his eyes to look at him and shook his head.

Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing: "You are the president after all, it's not appropriate to change the order every day, and it's not easy to change your mouth if you make a mistake."

Liang Xiao: "It's not a big show for the public, it's all our own people, just kidding..."

With him giving a step, most of the Xingguan side can guess what's going on, and with the help of the housekeeper, the steps along the way can be prepared.

It's not a big deal, and everyone worked together and it went smoothly.

There's no need for Mr. Huo to plunge himself into the water by diving from such a high platform.

Liang Xiao thought about it, and was about to ask his agent to help him make up a suitable reason, but when he was about to go out, Huo Lan suddenly stopped him.

Liang Xiao was at a loss: "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Lan: "My own people should respect you even more."

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, instinctively raised his head, and his gaze fell into Huo Lan's eyes.

"If you do something wrong again, you can teach me."

Huo Lan looked at him, his eyes were deep with snow: "You can teach me to change."

Liang Xiao's chest shuddered in disbelief, smiled for a while, and nodded: "Okay."

They may all think things a little too complicated.

Huo Lan is more frank and serious than most people. Although he sometimes falls into his own logic, he has never been a self-willed and unreasonable temper.

Mr. Huo was indifferent and fierce in rejecting others, but no matter how ruthless or indifferent, Huo Lan never hid any artist or dealt with any employee in private.

Liang Xiao touched Huo Lan's body, wrapped him in his arms, warmed his body, and taught him the first thing to change: "From now on, don't be in a hurry to run hot water right after it snows."

Huo Lan hugged him and said in a low voice, "I won't catch a cold."

"I know." Liang Xiao patted him on the back, "We have now become a cloud walking."

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao turned around and waved his hand in the direction of the butler through the mist: "Are you there? Should I try on a dress?"

……

Mr. Huo changed the bedroom and spent some extra time to completely clear the fog.

Just in time for Mr. Liang to try on the dress, he opened the door and came in.

Huo Lan looked towards the door following the sound, his eyes fell on Liang Xiao, and he was startled unconsciously.

Liang Xiao seldom wears it like this. In order to fit the times, Yun Lian's several suits are more tailored to the old-fashioned three-piece suit, not a high-end formal suit for banquets and socializing.

Liang Xiao was too good-looking, and his delicate appearance couldn't be suppressed. Even if he hadn't specially modified it, it was even more eye-catching by the well-tailored suit.

The cleanliness and clarity of the youthful temperament on the body was covered, but the gentleness and elegance close to green bamboo were revealed.

Liang Xiao made a face holding Fan Er, met Huo Lan's gaze, and couldn't help laughing: "How is it?"

Huo Lan stared at him and nodded slightly.

"Very—" Huo Lan: "Excellent."

Liang Xiao felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want to make wrinkles, so he raised his hand and tried to unbutton his neckline: "It's just too cramped...uncomfortable."

If he was playing with a clothes-horse in this suit, he would probably be able to tear out at least fifteen or sixteen holes.

Liang Xiao was used to wearing loose clothes, so it was rare for him to experience Huo Lan's feelings once, so he couldn't help being curious: "Mr. Huo, don't you feel uncomfortable wearing a shirt every day?"

Huo Lan nodded: "Uncomfortable."

Liang Xiao was originally waiting for him to say that it was okay, but when he heard this, he was taken aback and opened his eyes wide.

Seeing that he was still entangled with the button on his collar, Huo Lan pursed the corner of his lower lip, got up and went over: "I don't like it."

Liang Xiao was moved away by his hand, his heart beat faster than expected, watching Huo Lan's movements.

"This one is a horizontal buckle, so it cannot be unlocked in the normal direction."

Huo Lan taught him softly, put his finger on the button, moved slightly over the crossbar, and let the button come out: "You gave it as a gift..."

Huo Lan was not used to saying such things, so he remained silent for a while, and continued to break through himself.

Liang Xiao saw that he was struggling, and subconsciously helped: "Pajamas?"

Huo Lan nodded: "It's the most comfortable one I've worn."

Liang Xiao's heart softened, and he rubbed their boss Huo's neck: "Then I'll go back and give their family a five-star praise."

Huo Lan seemed to like this kind of touch very much, and imitated his movements, lowering his head and rubbing lightly on the top of his hair.

Liang Xiao's ears felt hot, and he called him in a low voice: "Huo Lan."

Huo Lan: "Yes."

Probably Mr. Huo finally realized the disadvantages of being silent, acting too much like a human being tonight, Liang Xiao's mind also became active: "What you did wrong... can I teach you?"

Huo Lan's chest tightened silently.

Hearing Liang Xiao's exceptionally skillful taking the blame outside the door, he knew that he might have done more than one thing wrong.

When he was in the bedroom waiting for the heat and cold to blend in, Huo Lan tried his best to reflect, but he couldn't think clearly in the middle of the situation.

Huo Lan pressed the self-reproach and closed his eyes: "Yes."

Liang Xiao seized the opportunity, and was the first to slap Huaye Buxian: "Actually... I have always had some opinions on seven to eleven o'clock."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "No—"

"I didn't say it!" Liang Xiao couldn't figure out how the blame came to him, he was a little anxious, "My proposal is from twelve to three!"

Huo Lan stared at him blankly for a while, the light in his eyes shone slightly, and he nodded.

"But we must also guarantee the job." Huo Lan discussed with him softly, "Don't delay the business."

Liang Xiao spoke easily: "No problem."

Huo Lan pursed the corner of his lower lip and nodded: "Okay."

Liang Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, felt a little hot unconsciously, and fanned the wind: "And..."

Liang Xiao coughed lightly: "What we do is not considered frivolous."

Liang Xiao's bottom line is tied hands and large French windows. This line is acceptable upwards, and he basically doesn't believe that Huo Lan can soar beyond this category: "So I can actually do whatever I want."

Huo Lan's speed was far behind him, and his thoughts subconsciously wandered between wanting to kiss Mr. Liang's eyes and wanting to help Mr. Liang take off his dress, lowering his eyes and saying in a hoarse voice: "But——"

Liang Xiaofei quickly added: "It's not considered an offense."

Huo Lan was cut off by him, and he closed his eyes and fought with heaven and man for a while, but couldn't hold back the emotion in his heart, and nodded slightly with his ear pinna: "Okay."

Liang Xiao won two consecutive victories, cheered himself up, and chased after the victory: "Also, when I recite the script, I actually don't have to copy it once I can't recite it three times..."

Huo Lan: "No."

"..." Liang Xiao looked up in a daze: "Huh?"

Huo Lan patted his head: "It can be relaxed up to five times."

The two most difficult problems have been solved, and Liang Xiao never expected to be stuck at this step: "Even if I don't copy, I actually-"

Huo Lan raised his eyes, and the deep pool of snow water reflected him quietly.

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao contemplated for a while, came to a conclusion, and murmured in disbelief: "I can't memorize it..."

Huo Lan nodded.

He remembered Liang Xiao's instructions, and no longer suppressed his inner thoughts, he raised his hand to help Liang Xiao unbutton his clothes.

Liang Xiao staggered, held his chest in a daze, and staggered out the door.