Employment Guide For Professional Fans

Here's the thing.

When ZERO's company encountered a financial crisis, the boss had a wrong idea. Compared with others, Feng Fan, who had just turned 16, was obviously the best one. He tricked Feng Fan into a wine bureau.

"Fuck, this is pimping!" I thumped the table angrily.

Feng Fan pinched his nose: "At that time, I was young and didn't think about it so much. The boss said that he would lead me to recruit resources, so I went."

The society is really too sinister. In such a horizontal comparison, my boss, who is paralyzed on the sofa and barking like a dog, is really a good boss.

After Feng Fan went there, he realized that something was wrong. Several investors were messing with him. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom and sent Song Pianran a distress message. When he came back, the group of people held him for drinking. Later, he found out that, There is something added to the wine.

Seeing me dumbfounded, Feng Fan quickly explained: "It's all right, brother Pianran came in time, nothing happened, but he took a wine bottle and opened a few people's ladles."

I looked at Song Pianran, he was tired, and fell asleep with hands hooked with Guan Yin, with small snoring noises coming out of his nose.

What happened later became a clear thread, Song Pianran sent Feng Fan back to the hotel room and took care of him all night.Later, Feng Fan was affected by drugs, and his state was extremely unstable, which led to frequent accidents in the last few performances before the group disbanded.Song Pianran contacted a private high school abroad through family connections, and Feng Fan went abroad to receive withdrawal treatment while studying.

"Brother Pianran didn't tell anyone about this, Guan Yin must have misunderstood something."

Feng Fan pressed his forehead and smiled helplessly.

I drank a whole bottle of Wanglaoji and shook my head.

The mood at the moment can be said to be very intricate and complicated.

Why is Song Pianran so manly? He's so handsome! I ordered Song Pianran to perform a hundred times for me!

Why is Feng Fan so miserable? He almost got murdered! This kind of thing happened at the age of 16. The entertainment industry is really terrible!

Guan Yin, this pink rabbit is really a chicken thief and cunning, he deliberately and intentionally misled me, his motives are very suspicious!

How could I be so stupid to be fooled by the traitor Guan Yin, thinking that Song Pianran and Feng Fan are in a circle!

Really, with the heart of a small fish, he has saved the belly of a shark.

Regret, so much regret, I must immediately make up for my ignorance and superficiality.

I rang the bell to call the waiter, took the menu and dragged out more than a dozen dishes, Feng Fan was dumbfounded: "Brother Yu, are you still full?"

I sat next to him and hooked his shoulders: "You are Song Pianran's younger brother, that is my younger brother. Of course, my younger brother should eat more when he returns to China! I open my arms to my brother!"

Feng Fan was moved, he blinked and took my hand: "Brother Yu, you are so kind..."

I was also teary, what a brother, how could I have misunderstood him!

"You must have a good time with brother Pianran."

"I'd better confess to you about something." I frowned, hooked my hands at him, and signaled him to come closer.

Feng Fan was kind, so he tilted his ears, and I whispered, "Actually, Song Pianran is your sister-in-law..."

"What?!" Feng Fan exclaimed, his eyes almost jumped into the pot.

I quickly covered his mouth, glanced in Song Pianran's direction, and said, "Song Pianran cares about saving face, you just know it in your heart, don't say anything."

Feng Fan covered his mouth with both hands, still in disbelief.

I rolled up my sleeves and exposed my wrist. On it was a tattoo I put on to give myself courage before going out, a big ferocious shark.

"Men, there is still some tolerance."

I twisted my wrist on purpose, displaying all aspects of my majestic society and masculinity.

Only then did Feng Fan believe it, and he looked at Brother Pianran with a heavy expression.

It happened that Song Pianran turned over, muttered, and scratched her buttocks.

I have never been so happy, and my life is complete.

"Brother, I really can't, I can't eat anymore... hiccup! I can't eat anymore..."

Feng Fan clutched his throat and swallowed a piece of toothpick with difficulty.

I fished out a piece of fat and lean meat from the pot, and put it in his bowl: "If you eat this piece of meat, your friendship will live longer than heaven!"

Feng Fan gritted his teeth and gnawed.

I forked him a fish ball: "If you swallow this ball, the friendship will not die!"

Feng Fan clenched his fist and chewed.

I gave him another custard bag: "One more bag, friendship is higher than building!"

Feng Fan rolled his eyes, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited.

"Are you okay?" I quickly poured him a glass of cold water, and he patted his chest, rinsed his mouth, and shook his head: "It's okay, I feel the enthusiasm of the motherland."

I put my arm around his shoulder: "It's good that it's okay, then let's have another pot!"

Feng Fan's face turned pale, and he quickly jumped away: "It's getting late, I'll take Guan Yin back first, let's have a treat with me next time!"

Me: "That..."

Feng Fan: "Brother Yu, please spare me! Say goodbye to Pianran...sister-in-law for me!"

So, Feng Fan, who was lying on the toilet and vomited to death, suddenly became extremely powerful, wrapped his arms around Guan Yin's waist, and pulled him away half-stretched and half-struck.

Leaving me and the drunk Song Pianran looking at each other.

I got a valet to drive.

I was afraid that Song Pianran would be recognized, so I took off his coat to cover his head. He was very obedient all the way, sleeping peacefully, motionless.

When he got home, he didn't know which switch in his body was turned on, and he started to get drunk.

First, he was swinging his coat in the yard and wanted to play bullfight with Ran Shuai, but Ran Shuai was so excited by him, he kept yelling, and Alaska, who was opposite the door, also started to howl when he heard the sound.

I managed to comfort Ran Shuai, signed it back to the nest, threw a molar stick to let it play by itself, and turned around to see Song Pianran squatting carelessly on the lawn to pull weeds.

Headache.

"Boss, stop playing, it's time to wash..."

He raised his head and smiled at me, his eyes were bright, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red because of the alcohol.

Wrinkling his nose, as if a little shy, he stretched out his hand, holding a bunch of plucked grass in his hand: "Here you are."

I froze for a moment, my nose was a little sore.

Is this the shooting scene of some youth school idol drama?My old man can't play this kind of routine!

Seeing that I didn't respond, he grabbed my hand, stuffed the bundle of grass into my hand, and then firmly grasped my five fingers.

"Here you are!" He emphasized again.

"I got it right, thank you Pianran, I like it very much." I put Xiaocao in my breast pocket and held him behind my back, "Come upstairs, okay?"

He squinted silly and smiled.

When he got to the room, he started to toss around again, rummaging through boxes and boxes to find Xiaoquanquan.

The room seemed to have been swept away by a hurricane, and the furnishings on the table were scattered all over the place. He got into the closet with his whole body, leaving only his butt to dangle outside.

Mr. Qi Yu, a great educator, said that when things happen, you should be calm, and you should fight the idiots, but you should coax the idiots who can pay you wages.

Me: "What is a small circle?"

He: "It's just a small circle."

Me: "What does Xiaoquanquan look like?"

Him: "Round, small."

Me: "How small is it?"

He chuckled twice: "It's as small as Xiaoyu's chrysanthemum."

I:"……"

calm!Peace of mind!love education!Don't kick his ass!

I took two deep breaths, the first rule of the workplace is not to hit the boss.

He got out of the closet with a sock on his head, and shook his head in disappointment: "Not here."

"I'll look for it tomorrow, okay?" I coaxed him.

He: "No, we must find it!" Then he went to clear the bedside table.

The bottom drawer of the bedside table was locked, and he couldn't figure out where to put the key, so he smashed the keyhole indiscriminately and violently opened the cabinet.

I sat on the edge of the bed, mentally and physically exhausted, forget it, what should I do if the child is drunk? —Let him go!

I opened a bottle of orange juice in a can, and while drinking it, I was thinking about what things in the room should be replaced tomorrow.

He pulled out the drawer, turned it over and shook it twice, the messy contract documents were scattered all over the floor, a small box rolled out and stopped at my feet.

I probably know what Song Pianran's small circle is.

I picked up the box, opened it, and there were two men's rings lying in it. The style was very simple, there were no patterns on the surface, and the sizes were slightly different. The initials of my name and his were engraved on the inside.

Song Pianran is such a nasty person, no matter what age, he still plays the trick of engraving names in rings.

Really no atmosphere, a delirious drunk, no roses, violin, candlelight dinner, not romantic at all.

But my heart is still pounding, so happy.

"Found it! Xiaoquanquan!"

His eyes lit up, and he rushed over happily, then grabbed the tab of the soda can I had just opened, held it in his hand, and looked at it again and again.

I couldn't laugh or cry, he knelt down on one knee, grabbed my hand, put the tab of the can on my little finger, and kissed the back of my hand in a decent way: "Catch the little fish, catch the little fish!"

His eyes are sparkling, and his big white teeth are dazzling.

Too stupid.

The stupidity almost killed Xiaoyu.

I took out the two rings, took his hand, and put the bigger one on his ring finger.

He tilted his head and looked at it, as if he had just realized it, picked up another ring just like me, and put it on my hand.

"Okay, I've got you too!"

I knelt down and faced him.

He held my hand, clasped his fingers tightly with mine, and pressed his forehead against mine.

"Catch the little fish, hold on tight."

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