One of the entertainment circles goes west

The window was locked with a click, with a thick nasal voice: "Didn't you say you want to start over with me?" Unzipped the pants, licked his lips, patted his thigh, and motioned to Daolong coldly sit up.

"Just start here."

Daolong was also angered by Zheng Tianyang's frivolous and indifferent attitude, threw the keys of the BMW to Zheng Tianyang, unlocked the door and planned to get out of the car.

Seeing that Daolong dared to ignore him, Zheng Tianyang became even more angry. He stretched out his hand and pulled Daolong back, and locked it again with a sullen face.

Daolong was trembling with anger, threw off Zheng Tianyang's restraint, and went to open the door again, but was pulled back by Zheng Tianyang.

Both of them held their breath and wrestled silently a few times back and forth.

Finally, Daolong was so angry that he punched Zheng Tianyang on the chin: "Let go! What the hell are you crazy about!"

Zheng Tianyang seemed to have been looking forward to this vent for a long time. He was immediately excited by Daolong's punch, and he punched Daolong mercilessly. Both of them were red-eyed. In the narrow space, only listening I heard the sound of fists and feet and heavy breathing of two men.

During the body collision, Zheng Tianyang seized the opportunity, grabbed Daolong's leg and pressed him against him: "If you don't help me vent my anger today, don't even think about leaving!"

Daolong kicked Zheng Tianyang's abdomen with anger. Zheng Tianyang endured the pain, gritted his teeth and pulled Daolong onto himself. clavicle.

Daolong's lower limbs were imprisoned and he couldn't move. He punched Zheng Tianyang a few times, but Zheng Tianyang didn't fight back. Seeing the blood, he smiled indifferently, just like he was holding his own things, arrogant and domineering.

There were countless thoughts in Daolong's mind, but he had an impulse, followed his instinct, lowered his head and gnawed heavily on Zheng Tianyang's injured lips.

Zheng Tianyang hissed in pain, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in the next second, he kissed Daolong passionately, and was involved in the lip-tongue war provoked by Daolong, and his hands couldn't wait to pull Daolong down to get in the way Finally, he buried himself in the trousers. The feeling he had missed for a long time made him sigh deeply. The incomparable solidity and warmth made him long for it for too long, and the stimulation was too great. , only hugged Daolong tightly and remained motionless.

Daolong was covered in cold sweat, panting for breath and slowly getting used to it. Feeling Zheng Tianyang's unusual quietness, his heart moved slightly, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke with some anticipation: "Zheng Tianyang..."

Zheng Tianyang raised his head, pinched Daolong's buttocks, and began to move wantonly.

"No one has touched you in the past six months? It's still so tight."

Daolong's Adam's apple rolled, and when the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back.

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After the passion was over, Daolong tidied up his messy clothes without saying a word, and stared ahead in a daze.

"Mr. Zheng, can I go?"

Without waiting for Zheng Tianyang's answer, he opened the car door and staggered out.

Zheng Tianyang didn't stop him this time, and watched Daolong leave silently.

It's been a long time since I've done it with anyone, and Zheng Tianyang just acted like a beast in heat, fast and fierce, without leaving any room for it, now Daolong feels the pain below every step he takes.

He also blames himself, knowing that the man is a beast, why bother to provoke him again.

But when he saw the BMW with their names engraved on it, Daolong's heart throbbed uncontrollably.

He suddenly had a bold idea, thinking that Zheng Tianyang might really treat him differently.

So he held a small hope and took risks to test Zheng Tianyang in public, whether it was possible to start over from scratch.

But he hopes that if they start from the beginning, the relationship between the two will become simple, equal, and start from the beginning.

But the facts have proved that even if you start from scratch, you will repeat the same mistakes, and there will be no difference.

Daolon shook his head with a wry smile, and quickened his pace.

Zheng Tianyang sat silently in the car, watching Daolong staggering away.

The smell left by Daolong was everywhere in the car, the strong smell almost made Zheng Tianyang unable to breathe.

He wanted to open the window to get some air, but he saw the BMW car keys that Daolong had thrown aside. He suddenly became anxious, rummaged around, and finally found a pack of cigarettes in the corner of the car.

Zheng Tianyang opened the car window, and was a little bit reluctant to let the smell of Daolong go away, so he quickly closed it, and in the car full of Daolong's body odor, he raised his head and lit a cigarette.

Chapter12 You have to cherish his thorns, so he will trust you

Daolong, whose nose was bruised and his face was swollen, whose eyesight was seriously affected, inserted the key into the hole several times and opened the door. Dao Xiaofeng stood by the wall holding a baseball bat, with a nervous expression on his face.Seeing Daolong, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then screamed even more nervously.Daolon took a step back in fright.

"Brother! What's wrong with your face!" Dao Xiaofeng's high octave voice pierced his ears like a magic voice.

Daolong's headache got worse: "It's okay."

"It's okay?!" Xiaofeng hurriedly got the medicine box, "Have you been followed by a pervert? Call the police! Or someone whose fans saw you getting too popular recently and came to avenge your idol!"

Dao Long was silent and did not speak, while Dao Xiaofeng chattered endlessly while administering medicine to him: "Oh, look at this eye that was shot, it will take several days for the swelling to go down, how did you hurry up to notify? This man is really, You can't hit anywhere, you have to hit your face..."

Dao Long was really worried, he suddenly pulled Dao Xiaofeng's hand away, and stood up: "You don't need to worry about my affairs, what should you do?"

Dao Xiaofeng was baffled by the training, and stared at him with big eyes.Daolon was a little bit unreasonable, and walked towards the bedroom as if to cover up.Dao Xiaofeng threw the ointment back into the medicine box with a slap from behind: "Then what happened to the BMW?"

"What's the matter?"

"Since you saw that car, you've been talking about it, and you can't wait to ask me to change the car. There must be something wrong with it, and you can't hide it from me."

Daolon snorted, went back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Dao Xiaofeng sat down heavily on the sofa angrily, picked up Yueyang's certificate of completion of acting class to look through.On the lower right corner of the certificate of completion was Zheng Tianyang's cursive signature. Dao Xiaofeng put his face on the flamboyant name and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said "ah" and fell silent thoughtfully.

After a long time, she gently knocked on Daolong's door: "Brother? Do you want some porridge? I made mung bean porridge."

Daolon didn't respond, and the room was eerily quiet.

For no reason, Dao Xiaofeng felt a little sad.

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At noon the next day, Zhang Jie almost went mad when she got a call from Daolong to cancel the announcement for the next two days.After hanging up the phone, he drove to Daolong's house.It was Xiaofeng who opened the door.

Xiaofeng pointed to Daolong's bedroom hesitantly, and Zhang Jie regained some sense: "What's the matter? Is something really wrong?"

"What did he tell you on the phone?"

"Just say you're in a bad mood and ask for two days off." Zhang Jie was annoyed.

Xiaofeng wiped her face with her hand: "It's blooming, I can't see people."

Zhang Jie was startled, and was about to slap on the door of Daolong's room, but Daolong opened the door from the inside, grabbed Zhang Jie in, and closed the door again, so Dao Xiaofeng had to put his ear on the door to listen.

Zhang Jie only took a look at Daolong, and she probably understood what was going on. She felt a little distressed, and couldn't express her concern, so she asked dryly, "Did Zheng Tianyang do it?"

Daolong nodded.

"What the hell is going on with you two? Why are you still fighting? Did he force you?"

Daolon quickly shook his head.

"What's the matter... Oh, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, can you say something?"

Daolon replied vaguely: "My mouth hurts."

Zhang Jie choked for a moment, and said helplessly, "It deserves it."

"Well, it's true that I deserve it." Daolong endured the pain and said.

Looking at Daolong's appearance, Zhang Jie really couldn't say anything, she simply stood up: "Okay, you rest. Tell me to find a way to postpone it."

Daolong held her back: "Why are you going? Don't go to him. You can't fight him."

"Don't worry about me, besides, I don't want to fight him." Zhang Jie broke Daolong's hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Whenever you can be my cash cow in peace, I will be satisfied."

Zhang Jie called Zheng Tianyang as soon as she left Daolong's house, and made an appointment to meet Zheng Tianyang on the pretext of discussing cooperation.

Zheng Tianyang was in the office with his bruised face. In order not to let too many people see him, he arrived at the company after six o'clock in the morning. He didn't want to agree to Zhang Jie's invitation, but after thinking about it, Zhang Jie must go Guo Daolong made the call after knowing the whole story, so there was nothing to hide, and he readily agreed.

When the assistant Xiao Zhang opened the door for Zhang Jie, Zheng Tianyang was sitting on the boss chair with his back to the door reading documents, and turned around when he heard the door closed.

Zhang Jie took a look at him, and secretly gave Daolong a thumbs up. If he can beat Mr. Zheng like this, he won't lose a few punches.

Seeing that Zhang Jie was silent, Zheng Tianyang spoke first: "Why, you haven't gotten used to it after walking here for a long time?"

"Your place is changing with each passing day, I really dare not admit it." Zhang Jie did not show any weakness.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Zhang Jie sat down and opened the folder: "Before you mentioned the cooperation with Daolong, I will confirm it today."

Zheng Tianyang let out a cry, and threw a pre-ordered document to her. Zhang Jie opened it and saw that there were four planning proposals, two of which were co-production films with BOX Company, one was a large-scale performance talent show, and the other was Yueyang's upcoming large-scale public welfare activities plan, the protagonists are all Daolong.

Zhang Jie was secretly startled by these large-scale projects, and asked hesitantly: "Mr. Zheng, this, the project to help children in impoverished mountainous areas is a long-standing project of Yueyang, and it should focus on Yueyang's own artists. This Daolong is involved." It's not appropriate."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Tianyang asked, "Can't Yueyang use the knife to expand the influence of this matter? Don't worry, he won't be used in vain."

Zhang Jie shook her head: "That's not what I meant, Mr. Zheng." She didn't say any more, but just read the plan very seriously.Finally, she stood up and was about to leave, "I've taken the plan, and I also need to arrange time with Daolong so that I can cooperate with you."

Zheng Tianyang was a little surprised that Zhang Jielai really only talked about business. He watched her walk to the door and called her to stop, but he felt that it was too unprofessional for him to be so indiscriminate.

Zhang Jie opened the door and waited for a long time without seeing Zheng Tianyang. Then she continued, and finally couldn't help but mention him: "Mr. Zheng, some people are like hedgehogs, but they are stubborn. They form a ball and roll in the direction they want to go. You You can't always think about pulling out his thorns, you have to be more or less, gently scratch him when the time is right, and he will open his body to expose his belly to you when the pain is gone. You should cherish his thorns, He will trust you."

She waved the plan in her hand, "This, thank you."

Zheng Tianyang watched Zhang Jie go out, thinking about what she said.

The bunch of BMW car keys returned by Daolong were still on the table, Zheng Tianyang slid them into the drawer, feeling his heart was terribly stuffed, he was about to be stabbed into a hornet's nest, he was a dignified boss who was still not afraid to see him Jumping up, he really didn't know how to cherish that hedgehog who didn't know what to do.

At this time, the assistant Xiao Zhang reported that the Propaganda Minister was coming, but Zheng Tianyang didn't even think about it, so he let him in directly.

Sure enough, the Propaganda Minister didn't even move his eyebrows after seeing Mr. Zheng's blushing face. He walked straight to the table and handed him the things in his hand.

It was a still photo of Zheng Tianyang and Daolong acting in the Drama Academy. There were four or five photos, the most conspicuous one was the one where Daolong was taught to sit on him.

"Mr. Zheng, inviting Daolong to the training class this time really caused a sensation. We have prepared all the manuscripts. Please read them over. There are three or four titles. You can choose one. I am inclined to this." He pulled out a piece of A4 paper and placed it on top, on which was printed "The Perfect Combination of Merry and Madness" in extra-large fonts.

When Zheng Tianyang saw the word "Merry", he felt uncomfortable all over. He rubbed his temples with his hands, but it pressed on the wound, and he took a deep breath.

The Minister of Propaganda looked at Zheng Tianyang, whose complexion quickly turned black, and was a little confused about the master's approach, and tentatively said, "If you think it's inappropriate, or use the theme of 'the domineering president is in love with you' from last time? It will be more fruitful to hype it up.”

Perhaps with Zhang Jie's words in front, the words "dominant president" sound harsh to Zheng Tianyang's ears.

He frowned, and tapped a few times on the photos he submitted with his fingers: "You have no one under your command? If you really can't do it yourself, ah, use your brains more, don't think that you are a minister and you can direct others That's enough. Still hype, believe it or not, I fired you?"

The Minister of Propaganda was at a loss when he was criticized, and he knew that Zheng Tianyang was probably venting his anger, but the manuscript was shot anyway.He accepted the order to apologize, packed up the documents and left.

"Hey, let me say," Zheng Tianyang asked him suddenly, "Am I really domineering?"

The Minister of Propaganda was stunned: "In some ways..."

"Tsk, don't beat around the bush." ​​Zheng Tianyang turned around on the chair, and then saw the unsmiling man in front of him suddenly showing a smile.

The Minister of Propaganda said, "It's nothing to lose by listening to other people's ideas now and then before making a decision. Right, Mr. Zheng?"

Chapter 13 The handover between me and Mr. Song can be resolved in private.

After that face was finally visible to others, Zheng Tianyang appeared in a low-key charity auction for ALS disease.

As usual, he showed up and took pictures of a few useless gadgets. Zheng Tianyang sat for a while without interest, and was just about to leave when he heard the organizer announce on stage: "We are fortunate to have invited a The international actor, as a mysterious guest, will be the auctioneer for tonight's grand finale!"

When Zheng Tianyang heard the words "King of Film and Television", his steps stopped again.

It was Song Yan who came to the stage in a glamorous suit.

Zheng Tianyang frowned, feeling that he was really a bit of a demon, he touched his nose embarrassingly, and wanted to leave the stage, but with a thought, he stayed where he was.

Song Yan's appearance caused a small climax. The organizer's finale auction, a string of ordinary-quality tourmaline bracelets, was auctioned off by a rich widow under his hammer at the highest price in the audience.

Zheng Tianyang watched coldly from the audience, watching the mid-mature, rich widow, who was still charming, come to the stage with a happy face and hugged Song Yan intimately.

The master of ceremonies of the organizer gave Song Yan a good look, and said while the iron was hot: "This time, actor Song also brought his personal belongings as Easter eggs for this charity auction. I heard that actor Song cherishes this item very much. , it is for this charity event that he reluctantly gave up his love, until now, no one knows what precious private collection he brought us."

Zheng Tianyang started to look at his watch impatiently in the audience. The assistant next to him received a wink and immediately left with a bow.

Song Yan took the MC's microphone and showed his trademark sincere smile: "It may disappoint everyone. What I brought is actually worthless in itself. It's just a prop in my first famous movie "All the Way to the West" , it was a watch that my character Xiangxi gave to his first love Lu Xiaodong when he left his hometown, it was broken and he couldn’t leave.”

He paused, with deep regret and regret in his tone: "Those who have watched this movie may know that when they walked west, they told Lu Xiaodong that he would be able to come back when the watch started to move again. It can continue. As a result, Lu Xiaodong, who stayed in his hometown, tried his best and failed to repair the watch, and Xiangxi in the film never returned to his hometown, and missed the most precious relationship in his life."

Song Yan smiled softly: "I believe that in everyone's life, there will always be a few relationships that can no longer be redeemed, and many dreams that cannot be realized have been shelved. This watch that can no longer be worn was very meaningful to me. , It is a priceless treasure." Song Yan glanced at the guests below the stage, his eyes were sincere and earnest: "But now, I want to pass it on to the next destined person."

After a few seconds of pause, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience.

Zheng Tianyang's assistant returned to the scene with a low waist, and reported to Zheng Tianyang in a low voice: "Mr. Zheng, the schedule for the next meeting has been contacted, and the car is waiting below..."

Zheng Tianyang made a gesture of silence to the assistant in displeasure.

Seeing Zheng Tianyang's expression, the assistant knew that the ancestor must have taken a fancy to something, and he was bound to win, so he shut his mouth tactfully, and stooped out to cancel the meeting itinerary just set.

I don't know if it was Song Yan's fame, or what Song Yan said just now incited the scene. The atmosphere of the auction was very enthusiastic. From Song Yan's symbolic reserve price of five yuan, it climbed all the way up to 5 yuan.

Zheng Tianyang didn't make a move until the auctioneer called "[-]" twice and was about to make a final decision, then he slowly raised his hand.

Seeing Zheng Tianyang's gesture, the auctioneer excitedly said, "One hundred thousand! Mr. Zheng bid one hundred thousand!"

Song Yan nodded and smiled at Zheng Tianyang, who made his first bid.

The one who bid [-] was still the rich widow just now, with frost on her face at this moment, she also made a gesture with a cold face.

"15!!!" The auctioneer was like crazy: "Mrs. Xiang seems to be a 'destined person' who is destined for Song Yingdi. Is there any bid? 15 for the first time, 15 for the second time..."

Zheng Tianyang raised his hand lightly, and directly bid: "50."

Hearing the bid, everyone present took a breath and looked at Zheng Tianyang in unison.

Mrs. Xiang's complexion changed, and she didn't make another sound.

"50 for the first time, 50 for the second time, 50—deal!"

The auctioneer made the final call.

The organizer's master of ceremonies looked in disbelief at the 50 prop watch, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Today, I have finally seen what fate is worth a thousand dollars! I invite the predestined person of Song Yingdi to come on stage!"

Zheng Tianyang didn't like what the master of ceremonies said, so he asked his assistant to go up and get the watch.

The master of ceremonies saw that Zheng Tianyang was unwilling to go on stage, so he thought it was Zheng Tianyang who was keeping a low profile, and teased on purpose: "Mr. Zheng, although it costs a lot, this watch is also the favorite private collection of Song Yingdi. Does he have an intimate handover?"

The whole room burst into laughter.

Zheng Tianyang glanced at Song Yan on the stage indifferently: "No, the handover between me and Mr. Song can be settled in private."

Song Yan also looked at Zheng Tianyang frankly, smiling without saying a word.

After leaving the bazaar, Zheng Tianyang took the watch from his assistant and took a good look at it. It was an ordinary old watch from Shanghai. The surface turned yellow after a long time, and there was another one that was slightly dented, and the mainspring was loose. , the metal strap is still a bit rusty.Zheng Tianyang frowned and looked at it for a while, then threw the watch back to the assistant.

The assistant was striding all the way to the parking lot with Zheng Tianyang, and almost missed it. His little heart almost jumped out of his throat in fright, and he asked for instructions cautiously: "Boss Zheng, what should I do with this watch?"

"Find someone to fix it." Zheng Tianyang said it as a matter of course.

The assistant slandered who he could find to fix this broken performance, knowing that Zheng Tianyang's implication was "either it goes or you go", so he put the time bomb in his arms with a bitter face.

Walking to the parking lot, someone called out from behind: "Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Tianyang looked back, it was Song Yan.He asked his assistant to get in the car first, and waited for Song Yan to come over.

"What's up?"

Song Yan was probably in a hurry, and he was panting slightly when he spoke: "Sorry to bother you." Looking at Zheng Tianyang, he hesitated: "That watch..."

Zheng Tianyang frowned: "It's mine now."

Song Yan was taken aback, and couldn't help being amused, his handsome face was a little childish because of that smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, I will let it go, and I won't want it back. To be honest, I didn't expect you to Such 'nostalgia' will cost you money."

Zheng Tianyang said calmly: "I'm a businessman. I think it's worth paying so much money. It's not 'nostalgic'."

Song Yan was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic: "I heard that Yue Yang and Box Company will join forces in the near future, I am very interested." He smiled and extended his hand to Zheng Tianyang: "I wonder if there is a chance to cooperate with Yue Yang?"

"It's easy to say." Zheng Tianyang shook Song Yan's outstretched hand.

Back in the car, I heard the half-eared assistant ask Zheng Tianyang curiously: "Mr. Zheng, everyone says that Song Yan is very proud. He is always approached by others to beg him. He never asks for opportunities. What song is this singing?" ? Knowing that we gave Daolong all the chances, we are afraid that our status will be threatened and want to share the prize equally?"

Zheng Tianyang sneered, but did not answer.

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Mr. R Small Theater

Guide R: Wow!Glad to see All the Way to the West on the list of gods!I'm also very happy to see such loving long comments!Don't worry, everyone who made foolish plans for King Swordsman and Zheng Qinshou, the director laid a lot of foreshadowing and arranged a lot of back moves waiting for them!hey-hey

Mr. Zheng & Daolong shuddered at the same time: Why do they have an ominous premonition...

Chapter14 Go back and think clearly, you brothers and sisters, I definitely want one

During the few days when Daolong couldn't leave the house, Dao Xiaofeng rushed home all day long, saying that she would ask for leave to take care of her brother's daily life.

Daolong clutched his angry cheek and said with great effort that there is Xiao Guo at home, what can you do, aunt?Just don't mess with me!You see, you have been in the Drama Academy for more than two years, and you still haven't made any progress like the ones from the Nei Caotai team. Why don't you spend more time thinking about it with your classmates!

Dao Xiaofeng was quite unhappy and wanted to retort, but seeing Xiao Guo behind Daolong winking her eyes desperately, she could only pout and go back to the Drama Academy.

The way back was a bit congested, Dao Xiaofeng was late, she quietly slipped into the classroom through the back door, everyone in the room looked at Dao Xiaofeng and whispered, Dao Xiaofeng looked down at today's clothes, Except that the denim shorts are a little short, there is nothing too outrageous. I just sat down on my seat nonchalantly. Before I warmed up the stool, I was discovered by the teacher of the professional acting class, and asked Dao Xiaofeng with a sullen face. Go to the teaching office.

Dao Xiaofeng mumbled all the way to the teaching office, and found that several people were already waiting at the door of the office, and they were all the most prominent seniors and sisters in the acting department.

The grade dean was sitting in the room with an elite-looking man, and a pile of thick resumes was placed beside him. When the dean saw Dao Xiaofeng poking his head at the door, he quickly greeted him: "Dao Xiaofeng phoenix!"

When the elite-looking man heard Dao Xiaofeng's name, he put down the resume in his hand, and looked around Dao Xiaofeng with great interest, and Dao Xiaofeng, who was looking like a probe, felt hairy in his heart.

The teaching director signaled Dao Xiaofeng to come in and closed the door.

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Dao Xiaofeng couldn't hide her laughter all the way home.

Daolong's injuries are almost healed, he has a low-grade fever, and fell asleep drowsily. He was taking a bottle of cold beer in the refrigerator to moisten his dry throat. When he saw Dao Xiaofeng, he asked angrily, "Why are you back again?"

Dao Xiaofeng couldn't hide the complacency in his eyebrows and eyes: "If you want to take care of it, no matter how much I don't improve, there will still be people rushing to take it."

Daolong raised his neck and took a big gulp of wine, and gave his sister a disdainful look: "Just you?"

Dao Xiaofeng finally couldn't help it anymore, and reached out to grab the beer in Daolong's hand: "Che, believe it or not, someone still asked me to sign a contract today."

Daolong raised his arm, not letting Dao Xiaofeng drink, and teased his younger sister cheerfully: "Who is so short-sighted about you?"

Dao Xiaofeng pouted, quite dissatisfied: "Yue Yang!"

Daolong's heart skipped a beat, and he squeezed hard in his hand, the beer can was crushed, and the cold beer poured out, chilling his chest, and ordered with a livid face, "I refuse."

Dao Xiaofeng was startled: "Brother, are you stupid? Yue Yang! This opportunity can't be snatched by so many people. You let me refuse?"

Daolong slowed down his tone: "The acting skills are so good that they can be used anywhere, don't you think your brother is very good." He put his arms around his sister's shoulders and coaxed: "You haven't graduated yet, don't rush to sign a contract, when the time comes No one really signed your brother's studio to sign you."

Dao Xiaofeng said stubbornly, "I've already signed the contract."

Daolong paused and got angry: "Why is this kid so disobedient, can't remember the previous lesson? Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with me?!"

Dao Xiaofeng also confronted her brother without showing any weakness: "The past was the past, and now I am an adult, why can't I make decisions for my future?!"

Dao Long was too lazy to chat with Dao Xiaofeng, so he threw the beer heavily on the ground with a sullen face, and grabbed Dao Xiaofeng's arm: "Go, I'll go with you to talk about termination of the contract with Yue Yang!"

Dao Xiaofeng didn't expect Daolong's reaction to be so big, tears welled up in her eyes, and she tried her best to get rid of Daolong's restraint: "I must go!!! This is my own business, why do you care about me!!! "

Brother and sister are at the door of the house, and they are in a stalemate. Xiao Guo, who went out to buy vegetables, entered the house with a few bags of vegetables. He was shocked by the scene in the house, put down the vegetables and hurried to fight: "What's wrong?" Listening to Xiao Dao Feng sobbed and talked about it, and at least persuaded Dao Xiaofeng to go to the back room.

When I came out, I saw Daolong on the sofa in the living room with a gloomy face, and Xiao Guo was sandwiched between the two angry siblings, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over: "Brother Long, you know Xiaofeng, What's the matter, you can't force her."

"Will she listen to me when I reason with her?" Dao Long was furious: "Don't you remember what happened to Fatty Wang last time?"

Xiao Guo was quite embarrassed: "This time, it's not like Fatty Wang, Yue Yang, after all, it's a serious big company, besides, Xiaofeng has grown up too..."

Daolong didn't expect Xiaoguo to stand on Dao Xiaofeng's side this time, and interrupted displeasedly: "What do you know!" He stood up and slammed the door and left.

Xiao Guo, who stayed in the house, sighed.

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Daolong walked to the garage with a stomach full of anger, got into the car, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel for a long time, started the engine, and went to the headquarters office building of Yueyang Media.

Zheng Tianyang was about to have a meeting when the intercom call from his assistant Xiao Zhang came in.

"Mr. Zheng, there are people outside who are eager to see you."

"How long have you been with me? Those who don't have an appointment will be gone." Zheng Tianyang was impatient.

Assistant Xiao Zhang boldly added: "It's Daolong."

Zheng Tianyang paused and looked at his watch: "Postpone the meeting for a quarter of an hour. Ask him to come in."

He really didn't know why Daolon came to the door, he was a little surprised, he turned around on the swivel chair, seeing Daolong's expression, the chair paused.

Daolong sat directly opposite Zheng Tianyang.Zheng Tianyang saw that the corners of Daolong's eyes were still a little bruised, and his cheeks were still a little swollen, and he secretly regretted that he had hit too hard. Just as he was about to speak, Daolong on the opposite side spoke first.

"Mr. Zheng, please hold your hand high and let us go."

Zheng Tianyang raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Daolong thought for a while and said: "Today Yueyang signed Dao Xiaofeng, I know how much my sister is, she can't afford it."

Zheng Tianyang paused for a moment, and understood that he didn't want to have anything to do with him, so he was silent for a while, then smiled: "What if I don't want to let it go?"

Daolong gritted his teeth: "I know that Zheng always has opinions on me. Xiaofeng is young and ignorant. If there is anything wrong, please come to me, Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Tianyang was also a little angry, no matter how he heard that he was just like the bully who bullied men and women, he immediately lowered his face.

"It's not impossible to let her go, you can come to Yueyang for her."

Daolong was taken aback for a moment, but didn't make a sound.

Zheng Tianyang sneered: "Go back and think about it for yourself. I definitely want one of you brothers and sisters."

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Mr. R Small Theater

Director R: You two...why did you fight again the moment you met! ! !Obviously we have each other in our hearts, so

Can't one be subdued first! ! !What a clumsy plan for you!

Daolong: Come to me directly if you have anything to do!He hit Xiaofeng's crooked idea, I just won't give in! ! !

Zheng Tianyang (looked at Dao Xiaofeng who was crying with snot and tears, and shivered): ...

Director R: ... (holding forehead) Silly boy, don't be impulsive!Who would go after that stupid girl of yours?

They're all bastards who don't know how to understand, Mr. Zheng has changed to take the route of his sister-in-law to save the country! ! !

Zheng Tianyang: So the direction of the script is like this...?

R guide: ~()/~ la la la

Chapter 15 Make a price, I will buy you today!

Daolong saw Zheng Tianyang's stinky face, and knew that he had spoken seriously, so he quickly broke back: "Mr. Zheng, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean it..."

Zheng Tianyang interrupted Daolong: "Excuse me, I still have a meeting." Looking at his watch, it was obvious that he was ordered to evict.

Daolong could only stand up and say goodbye.

The assistant Xiao Zhang was surprised when he saw that Daolong came out of Zheng Tianyang's office so quickly, and watched Daolong leave as if nothing happened.

He glanced at the gloomy Zheng Tianyang through the blinds, was speechless, and secretly lit a wax for the director of the planning department who was going to submit a large-scale draft plan at the meeting.

Daolong regretted a little when he got back to the car.

He knew Zheng Tianyang's temper, Zheng Tianyang wouldn't be too angry with that little girl Dao Xiaofeng, but he just wanted to soften himself up.He shouldn't have been so impulsive, and Zheng Tianyang uttered harsh words in agitation, but he was self-defeating and made things out of control.

But for some reason, he knew that there was a smoother and more exquisite solution, but in front of Zheng Tianyang, he repeatedly revealed his most instinctive, real and sharp side.

He finds it dangerous to be in such an easy-to-get-out-of-control situation.

Just like the more Zheng Tianyang wants to control him, the less he wants to be controlled.

Even though he knew that Zheng Tianyang might not have any malicious intentions, he was still afraid to avoid him, and he just wanted to stay away from him, and he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Dao Long returned home with a heavy heart, sat in the car to calm down for a while, and planned to have a good talk with Dao Xiaofeng calmly.

He took out the key and opened the door, but there was no one in the guest room, so he called "Xiaofeng", but no one answered.

Xiao Guo didn't know where he went.

A string of melodious music faintly poured out from the crack of Dao Xiaofeng's bedroom door, Daolong paused in place, and listened carefully, it was a little love song that my sister loved most.Every time I get sulking, I will close myself in the room, and the single song will be looped to the magic sound.

Ask yourself, this time Daolong also felt that he was a little angry, and wanted to coax Dao Xiaofeng, so he deliberately lightened his steps, walked to the door of Dao Xiaofeng's bedroom lightly, and pushed open a crack.

The affectionate love song was floating in the room, and Xiao Guo was dancing with Dao Xiaofeng's waist with his arms around Dao Xiaofeng's waist. Dao Xiaofeng was barefoot, standing on Xiao Guo's feet, and slowly swayed to the beat of the song.The two were so immersed in their private world that they didn't even notice Daolong outside the door.

At the end of the song, Xiao Guo whispered something in Dao Xiaofeng's ear, Dao Xiaofeng shook her head angrily, like all little girls who are in love, hooked Xiao Guo's neck, stood on tiptoe He raised his head and kissed Xiao Guo Suo.

The two were kissing passionately, suddenly, the door was slammed shut with a "bang", Daolong's footsteps sounded outside the door, Xiao Guo was startled, let go of Dao Xiaofeng, and screamed in panic : "Brother Long!" Just as he was about to chase after him, he was grabbed by Dao Xiaofeng.

Dao Xiaofeng shook his head towards Xiao Guo.

Daolong strode to the parking lot, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Still unable to digest the scene he witnessed, he opened the car door and got in the car. Holding the half cigarette in one hand, he drove the car with one hand. In top gear.

He wandered around aimlessly on the road for a few times, and couldn't find a place where he could pass the time without being disturbed. After thinking about it, he turned the steering wheel and went to the private club introduced by Jia Zhangjie.

The foreman in the lobby of the clubhouse had seen many celebrities, but this was the first time for Daolong. He was taken aback by accident, and immediately restored a professional smile, and offered a cup of black coffee: "Welcome, may I help you?" ?”

Daolon frowned and pushed away the cup of coffee: "Find me a clean place where I can drink alone."

The foreman took Daolon to a quiet private room, BarTe