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As for the trivial matters within Bright Star Entertainment Company, Wen Yunting, as an outsider, had no need to care about them, and it was not his turn to intervene.But who told this matter to be related to Song Yan, and even got involved with him, it would be difficult for him to be an outsider.

"...It's roughly like this. I hung up the phone and chased them out." Wen Yunting described the accident scene that day angrily, "Our young master even boasted that the security guards hired by your company are of good quality, not put on airs. "

"That's natural," Song Yan closed his eyes, "I personally picked a batch, so I don't like it?"

"..." Wen Yunting pinched the piece of flesh on the back of his neck, and he could really crawl along the pole, saying that he is fat and panting?

Song Yan pretended to call out, but did not struggle.He got his wish and lay on the big bed that Xiao had wanted for a long time. Wen Yunting sat across his waist, pushing his shoulders with both hands, pressing and kneading, massaging the strained cervical spine.If Song Yan was lying face up, then this would become another story that is not allowed to be broadcast, but how could Ting Ting give him this opportunity to lie down honestly, as long as he moves, he will be treated badly yellow card warning.

"Why was the head of your public relations department not there that day?" Wen Yunting asked.

Song Yan told him that his wife was injured, and Minister Lei loved his wife dearly, and he had been in bed with him for three days in the hospital.Before he came, he had visited the hospital. The minister's wife suffered a severe fall and suffered a comminuted fracture of her left leg, and she never recovered within a year or so.

Wen Yunting pressed Song Yan's shoulders with both hands, and frowned: "I just made an appointment with us, and there was an accident that night, isn't it a coincidence? If it was a man-made accident, we can file a case for investigation."

"I've already asked a friend to help with the investigation, but Minister Lei and his wife live in an old mansion in Shikumen. The staircase where Mrs. Lei fell is public, and there is no surveillance at all. It is very difficult to investigate."

"That's no way, I can only do my best to check. Our old community has a low monitoring coverage, and there is nowhere to look for the battery car." Wen Yunting shrugged, "Anyway, there must be something wrong with your manager Wang, I think In such a large company that operates without anyone noticing, there will be many accomplices, it depends on whether you can catch them all."

Song Yan is very aware of this truth, but if you want to investigate, you can't put it on the bright side, it is easy to scare the snake.He had already greeted Xu Yao, and planned to let the matter go without a hitch, punish him lightly to let the other party relax his vigilance, and then slowly investigate in secret, and finally wipe out the gang of rebellious officials and thieves.Wen Yunting tilted his head and looked at him: "Is Xu Yao reliable?"

"Reliable, Xu Yao is different." Song Yan's tone was very firm, "If he can't trust him anymore, there will be no one around me."

Xu Yao and Song Yan grew up from childhood. According to Wen Yunting and the others, they are "children", they are hard buddies who haven't blushed for more than ten years.When Song Yan was kidnapped, he was kidnapped in front of a group of children. The friends who were eating, drinking, and having fun were terrified. When they regained their senses, they went to find the second leader in the team, Xu Yao, and found that he was nowhere to be found, and his schoolbag was thrown there. , no one knows where he went.

After Song Yan successfully snatched the gun from the kidnappers, and fired twice for self-protection, he suddenly heard rustling noises coming from the skylight of the warehouse, his spirit suddenly tensed up, and the black muzzle of the gun shot straight through.Song Yan was afraid that there were accomplices up there, and was about to pull the trigger, when a face appeared on the skylight, as disgraced and embarrassed as he was, it was Xu Yao.

They were also half-grown children, and others stood there in shock. Xu Yao did not know when to catch up with the kidnapper's car, and quietly climbed to the roof of the one-story warehouse, trying to tear down the windows to save Song Yan.From then on, in Song Yan's place, other friends are just friends, Xu Yao is different, it's a fateful friendship.

After hearing their "violent" past, Wen Yunting curled his lips: "Anyway, I just want to remind you that the environment you live in is not safe, and there are people who want to harm you inside and out, and maybe the next one will suffer a comminuted fracture." It’s you. So is Brilliant Star Entertainment, the embankment of a thousand miles, be careful to collapse in an ant nest.”

Song Yan replied solemnly: "That's impossible, I haven't slept with you yet, how could something go wrong."

...Wen Yunting smiled contemptuously, and instead rubbed his elbow against the midline of his butterfly bone, asking Song Yan to pay for his nonsense.Sure enough, after a few moments Song Yan quickly stopped him: "Take it easy, I'm about to vomit blood."

Wen Yunting changed his stance again, supporting his shoulder with one hand, making a fist with the other, and pressing against his cervical vertebrae with his angular metacarpophalangeal joints.In doing so, the contact area was reduced, and the focus was suddenly concentrated in one place, causing Song Yan to beg for mercy again: "Oh Tingting! Stop, stop! The neck is about to break!..."

Wen Yunting stopped after 1 minute, Song Yantan sighed on the bed, Wen Yunting looked down at his face, and finally realized that he was using too much force, and blamed him for not resisting, why he likes being abused so much?

Song Yan was so wronged that he yelled and called to stop several times, but Wen Yunting didn't intend to stop.So Song Yan suspected that he was just taking the opportunity to vent his anger, so he just shut up and let him have fun.

Wen Yunting pretended not to know: "Oh, so you told me to stop, thinking you called me addicted."

He thinks that Song Yan's delicate body has a lot of problems, and he didn't have these and other problems when he gave birth to his family.Song Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tilted his head to ask, "Are you exerting so much force on my mother-in-law? Pushing against her like this?"

"How come, then my mother can't beat me." Wen Yunting smiled, "This trick was only used by my father, he is fat, and he doesn't feel it when he presses it."

... Song Yan sighed, what an ancestor.He must have done too many crimes in the past few years to get such a reward in this world, and he still has to suffer. He was bullied by his wife, who can he turn to for reasoning?

In this world, there is the National Women's Federation and the National Omega Protection Association, but there is no organization for Alpha to redress grievances.

Wen Yunting was tired from pressing, so he lay down directly, with his head hanging on his thick shoulders, using his back as a mattress.Song Yan put his pillow on him, his heart was full of joy, and he enthusiastically suggested that he could turn over and lie on his front, and put his arm on the pillow, which would be more comfortable.

Wen Yunting didn't even lift his eyelids, telling him to get out.Don't think you don't know what's on your mind, he's sleeping on Song Yan, that's treating him as a tool; what's the matter with Song Yan's arms?The nature is different.

"By the way, take some time, our young master wants to chat with you." Wen Yunting poked Song Yan's arm, "He called for a chat with you, but he didn't want to contact anyone from Bright Star Entertainment, since you also decided If we don't put things on the bright side, then we won't go to the company and pick a place outside."

Song Yan agreed with all his mouth, let's go, let's have a meal together, just as Xiaoying promised him last time, he hasn't given it yet.

After nearly an hour of massage (Wen Yunting rested for half an hour), Song Yan sat up and twisted his neck from side to side a few times, feeling that the muscles in his shoulders and neck became much softer, not as stiff as before.Wen Yunting sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbing his wrists left and right, but was caught by Song Yan and played with them.

"The doctor asked me to find a full-time masseuse to follow me." Song Yan wrapped Wen Yunting's slender and fair hands, "I've taken a fancy to you, are you interested?"

"Oh, I really failed your good intentions, I'm an amateur." Wen Yunting pulled out his hand, "And I don't want to serve you, so you should hire someone else."

Song Yan hugged him and coaxed him, no one else, just you.In his eyes, no one is as professional as his daughter-in-law, and an hour for a masseuse is not worth as much as five minutes for Ting Ting.He also opened a price, while others settled on an hourly basis, here Wen Yunting settled on the "down" button, and the price was paid by clicking on it, and how much was paid according to the amount.

"Oh, so." Wen Yunting smiled comfortably, "Then I can press you to death."

Upon hearing this, Song Yan grabbed him and pressed him on his lap, and slapped his butt a few times.How can anyone curse their husband?Such unlucky words cannot be said in the future, and I will say it again soon.

Wen Yunting was surprised. After graduating from elementary school, he never spanked anyone, including his mother.Immediately, all the blood rushed to his face, and he became angry from embarrassment, and got up to beat Song Yan.Just like the first time, Song Yan was restrained, but this time instead of binding his hands, he was wrapped in his arms from behind, unable to move.

"Song Yan! Are you looking for death?! A tiger's butt can't be touched, yet you dare to beat it!" Wen Yunting was irritable, vicious and vicious.

Song Yan kissed him fiercely on the cheek: "Oh, why do I like you so much? I really love how angry you are!"

...Wen Yunting is desperate, if he encounters this kind of psychosis, God will kill me! ! !

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Since the negotiation with Bright Star Entertainment failed, Wen Yunting didn't tell the leader and was kicked out by the security, he couldn't afford to lose this person.So he simply reported it as an itinerary change and chose a date for negotiation, and for this "selection date for negotiation", Shen Zhehang planned to contact Song Yan in private, and he was not going to go through the process of the Bright Star Entertainment PR Department to avoid all troubles.

Shen Zhehang asked Wen Yunting to make an appointment with Song Yan to eat at a private restaurant on Friday night, and he treats them.Wen Yunting was quite reluctant, the young master obviously had his own number, why did he ask him to make an appointment?

"Because it's convenient for you to talk," Shen Zhehang was surprised, "What's the matter with you? Did you break up?"

Wen Yunting's face darkened: "We've never been together at all!"

Shen Zhehang has seen his awkward appearance a lot, and he is no stranger to it.Most likely it was Song Yan who did something that made him unhappy, and it was definitely not a big deal, trivial conflicts, fun, are all fun.

Wen Yunting was sorting out the annual summaries in the office when suddenly the lady at the front desk knocked on the door: "Deputy Manager Wen, someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

"Say it's your friend, I have something to give you."

"..." Wen Yunting decided in a second that it was Song Yan, that bastard who had nothing to do, and simply turned back, "Say I'm busy, let him go back!"

One minute later, the door was opened, and Shen Zhehang's head poked out from the crack of the door: "Hey, isn't that one outside your friend?"

"Ah?" Wen Yunting stood up, "Who is looking for me, isn't it Song Yan?"

Shen Zhehang folded his arms, Song Yan came to see you, could this be the reason?Wherever he goes, he will not cause a storm.

It also sounded very reasonable, Wen Yunting clamped the spread summary, and went to see where it was.Walking to the front desk, I saw a thin young man wearing a sweater, jeans, and carrying a backpack standing there with his back facing him.The bag was transparent, and it was full of anime badges and figures, plus the hanging stickers, all of which were anime peripherals, which was dazzling at first glance.

"Hello." Wen Yunting said, "You are looking for me?"

The young man turned his head, frowned, smiled with a small canine tooth, and waved to Wen Yunting: "Meet you again."

Wen Yunting was startled: "Mr. Shang, why are you here?"

The front desk lady covered her mouth in surprise, and asked quietly, "Deputy Manager Wen, which company is he the boss of?"

"Colorful."

The lady at the front desk rushed to serve tea and water. She lost her manners. Looking at the young man's attire, she thought it was the younger brother of Deputy Guan Wen. Who would have thought that it was the boss of Huacai Media? !

Shang Qianqiu scratched the back of his head and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, is it against the rules for me to come to you suddenly? The leaders of your big group need to make an appointment, right?"

"Uh—that's an executive, we don't care." Wen Yunting smiled, "What business does Mr. Shang want from me? If you want to talk about endorsement cooperation, it happens that the leaders of our marketing department are all in... ..."

"No, no, no," Shang Qianqiu hurriedly waved his hands, "I'm not here to discuss business, I'm here to participate in the comic exhibition, I happened to pass by here, and I remembered that I have something to give you."

"Give me something?" Wen Yunting thought about Shang Qianqiu's off-line problems last time, and then looked at his outfit today. Could it be that he brought him some two-dimensional gift for the comic exhibition? !

Wen Yunting felt as if he was facing a big enemy, and saw Shang Qianqiu fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a card, and handed it over: "This is your bus card, I found it in the crack of the sofa."

Looking at the familiar purple card face, Wen Yunting had mixed feelings. This bus card that he had been with for several years disappeared without notice, and even the 100 yuan he had just charged was missing.After a few days of heartache after searching for nothing, Wen Yunting already regarded it as non-existent, and his fate with this card was broken.

Once lost and found again, Wen Yunting's mood is complicated.Because last Saturday, he just went to reapply, and recharged another [-].

"Eh? You don't seem very happy?" Shang Qianqiu looked at the card in his hand, "Is it yours? Or your colleague's?"

Wen Yunting quickly took it over, it's mine, it's mine.He just felt a little unbalanced, and lost tens of dollars in the cost of applying for the card, which can be used for a lunch.

The lady at the front desk respectfully asked Mr. Shang to come in and sit down for a while. Shang Qianqiu pointed at his finger and asked cautiously, "Can you sit a little longer?"

Under the puzzled eyes of the lady at the front desk, Shang Qianqiu pointed at Wen Yunting: "I want to wait for him to get off work."

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