The president's soul pet actor is cute and flirtatious

"Nonuo, if you have a fever, drink more water and go to bed early."

After feeding Bai Nuo's cold medicine, the life assistant Xiao Fang felt aggrieved: "Why is Jiang Lang's art and morality so bad? Why is a big actor such a rascal?"

Bai Nuo took off the cooling patch from his forehead, arched his buttocks under the quilt, and whispered, "There's no way, he's a big guy, and the crew has been hanging around him for the past two days."

Xiao Fang pouted: "Nuo Nuo, you have a fever, why didn't Mr. Ji come to see you? The outside world said that you... broke up."

After hearing this, Bai Nuo immediately retorted: "No, Mr. Ji is just too busy with work recently, he knows I'm sick, so he will definitely come right away."

"He has always had a deep affection for me."

After finishing speaking, he got into the bed, closed his eyes and said, "Xiao Fang, I'm going to sleep, go and rest."

"Okay." Xiao Fang sighed after closing the door. People in the entertainment industry are too realistic, right?As soon as the news of Bai Nuo's breakup with Mr. Ji came out, the crew members who used to nod and bow to Bai Nuo on the set immediately changed their faces.

"What the hell." Xiao Fang looked contemptuous, and when the elevator door opened, the man in front of him made him rub his eyes.

"Mr. Ji, you are here."

"Ah."

"Nuo Nuo has a fever and just finished taking the medicine."

"understood."

After looking away from Ji Jingcheng, Xiao Fang shrugged his shoulders, it seems that Nuonuo didn't lie to himself, Mr. Ji really has a deep affection for him.

Knocking on the door lightly, after Ji Jingcheng entered, he saw a small head sticking out of the quilt with his eyes closed.

Covering his forehead with a big hand, Ji Jingcheng woke up Bai Nuo just as he sat on the bed.

"Master, you are here!"

Bai Nuo didn't hide his surprise at all, he stretched out his hands and was about to pounce on him, but Ji Jingcheng dodged him when he didn't want to, and fell to nothing.

"Oh, I've been bullied, and you don't know how to comfort me."

Bai Nuo pursed his mouth, tears rolled down his face, and he was sobbing on the bed.

"You don't know, these days when you are not by my side, I don't think about tea and food, and I can't eat anything every day."

Bai Nuo was crying, looking very pitiful.

Ji Jingcheng was a little moved, and felt that his evasive action just now was too much, which hurt the little fat man's heart. After all, the little fat man is also his "wife of the president" in name.

He was about to speak to comfort him, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Nonuo, are you hungry for takeaway! It's the fifth takeaway today, so eat less!"

"Oh." Bai Nuo glanced at Ji Jingcheng, then crawled out of bed guilty and brought in the milk tea he ordered and put it on the table.

"Master, where did I just say?"

Ji Jingcheng lowered his eyes slightly: "You just said that you can't eat what I want."

"That's it." Bai Nuo smiled sheepishly, and handed the milk tea to Ji Jingcheng: "Mr. Ji, do you want a cup of taro paste Bobo milk tea? There is no taro paste, no milk tea, only my Bobo~ "

Seeing the fat man's flattering smile, Ji Jingcheng deliberately turned his head away, and reached out to take the milk tea.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head, and some intermittent images appeared in front of his eyes.

"Hmph! The head of the imperial dining room bullied me today! You don't love me!" Bai Tuanzi sat on the table of correcting the memorial with an aggrieved face, her fat cheeks wrinkled into little buns.

With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he held him in his arms: "Little greedy cat, who told you to steal food from the imperial dining room? If you want to eat, I'll just ask them to make it for you."

Bai Tuanzi moved her buttocks: "I just...remember bitterness and think sweetly."

"Can it still be used like this?" The man raised his eyebrows slightly, the tenderness on his face was like a garden full of crabapple flowers.

"Master, are you alright?" Bai Nuo stepped forward nervously, seeing that Ji Jingcheng's headache was about to split, he quickly stretched out his hand to gently press his temple.

Gradually, Ji Jingcheng relaxed, sat on the bed and closed his eyes, letting Bai Nuo massage him.

"Does it hurt?" Bai Nuo asked with concern after massaging for a while, bowing his body.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Ji Jingcheng opened his eyes, looked at Bai Nuo who was close at hand, and coughed lightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, who made you my husband."

Holding the hot milk tea, Bai Nuo went to bed happily.Rubbed Ji Jingcheng's hand.

"Go to sleep, I will take you to meet that person in the afternoon."

"See who?"

"Of course it's the person who bullied you."

……

"Mumu, this is Xiaoqi. He will be your assistant from now on. If you need anything, you can find him."

Located on the bustling downtown street, a handmade clothing store officially opened.

"From now on, Mumu will be a small boss, a brand new identity." Ji Muyun ordered someone to place the flower basket prepared in advance in front of the shop, and gave Su Mu a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Su Mu gratefully took the flowers, looked at the decoration of the store, and whispered: "Mr. Ji, I don't have any idea about money, but I know that this store must have spent a lot of money. In the future, all the money I earn in the store will be To you, to repay your kindness to me."

Ji Muyun joked: "Is it really all for me?"

Su Mu bowed his head: "Well, I'll give you all."

"You are so cute." Ji Muyun rubbed Su Mu's head, "I have to leave beforehand, call me if you need anything."

"Okay." Su Mu held the mobile phone in his hand and was overjoyed. This was the first time he had a mobile phone of his own.

When the assistant Xiaoqi was going to buy goods, Su Mu was looking after the store by himself, when a young boy walked in.

"Hello, what do you need? I can introduce it to you." Su Mu skillfully said what he had practiced dozens of times, and poured a glass of water for the guest.

The young man glanced at Su Mu and said, "I want to give her a handmade shoulder bag for my girlfriend's birthday."

Su Mu replied: "No problem, I'll get you the price list."

The young man took the price list, glanced at it and said, "300 yuan for a leather bag, isn't it too expensive?"

Su Mu was at a loss when he heard this. The prices on the price list were all set by Ji Muyun, so there should be no problem.

"Then how much do you want to give?"

Seeing Su Mu's ignorant look, the young man smiled triumphantly, picked up the shoulder bag on the shelf in the store and said, "I think this handicraft is worth 30 yuan."

Su Mu frowned, and said in a low voice: "It takes two days and two nights for each of these bags, and they are all made of good materials. Is this too little?"

The young man looked carefully at the birthmark on Su Mu's face, rolled his eyes, and asked tentatively, "How much less is 30 than 300?"

Su Mu pursed his lips and couldn't figure it out for a long time. He just wanted to get the calculator, but he was stopped by the young man.

Seeing Su Mu's countenance, the guess in the young man's heart became more and more certain.

"30 is one zero less than 300. If you co-operate, you will give me a little cheaper. Why are you so stingy?"

"Is that so?" Su Mu couldn't figure it out, seeing that the other party wanted the bag so much, he nodded and said, "Then I'll give it to you."

"Okay." The young man smiled contemptuously, dropped 30 yuan and whistled and left.

When Xiaoqi came back, after seeing the 30 yuan on the table, he asked Su Muyuan why, and said eagerly: "Mumu, the difference between 300 yuan and 30 yuan is not a star, how can you just give it to him?" What about him?"

Su Mu was like a kid who made a mistake, "He said he was short of money."

Xiaoqi said speechlessly: "You need ten 30 yuan to get 300!"

"I'm sorry." Su Mu made up his mind and lowered his head guiltily.

In the evening, Ji Muyun came to pick up Su Mu, seeing him listless, he asked Xiaoqi.

After learning about this, he patted Su Mu on the shoulder, "Mumu, today is your first day of opening, and usually stores will have big opening rewards."

"What is the grand opening reward?" Su Mu didn't quite understand the meaning.

"That is, your products will be sold to customers at a discount. In layman's terms, they are sold at a lower price. So you sell that bag for 30 yuan, which happens to be a big bargain for the opening."

"Really?" The ashamed look on Su Mu's face was a little less, "I will definitely use a calculator in the future."

"It's okay, just know this time." Ji Muyun grabbed Su Mu's shoulders, led him out of the store, and prepared to get into the car.

Su Mu was a little cautious, looking back and forth at the hands on his shoulders with big eyes, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

In the distance, Xu Liushu was sitting in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly, with a jealous look on his face, as if he wanted to eat Ji Muyun alive.

"Hehe, did you hug me just a few days ago?" Xu Liushu frowned tightly, and hit the car window with his fist as if venting his anger.

In an instant, the window glass was shaken.

Looking at Su Mu's storefront, the corner of Xu Liushu's mouth curled up into a sneer. Knowing the address of Su Mu's storefront, are you afraid that Su Mu will run away?Bring him home tomorrow!

......

On the crew of "The True Story of Ah Wen", Ji Jingcheng was wearing a slim black coat, and walked towards Jiang Lang's rest room with a gloomy expression.

Bai Nuo followed behind Ji Jingcheng like a little daughter-in-law.

"Husband~ Otherwise, let's forget it, the other party's backer is very good, it is said to be a gangster!" "

Ji Jingcheng turned around slightly: "Can you have your husband's background?"

Bai Nuo blushed a little: "You finally admit that you are my husband?"

Ji Jingcheng coughed twice: "I was led astray by you, what I just said doesn't count."

Pushing aside Jiang Lang's rest room, the director and screenwriter were discussing the script around him.

Seeing Ji Jingcheng walking in with a livid face, several people looked flustered and stood up hastily.

"President Ji, why are you here?" Jiang Lang stood up with a smile, and when he saw Bai Nuo behind him, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Ji Jingcheng said in a low voice: "I heard that someone bullied me...my people?"

The director hurriedly said: "No, who dares to bully your people?"

Ji Jingcheng glanced at the director, and said to Jiang Lang, "Don't you know why Nuonuo got sick?"

"This..." Jiang Lang glared at Bai Nuo angrily, and suddenly said aggrieved: "I really envy Nuo Nuo, you love me, you can turn black and white. Unlike me, no one seems to like me."

Ji Jingcheng said bluntly: "Remove the word like."

"Pfft." Bai Nuo smiled mischievously behind him.

"Nuo Nuo, why are you so dazed?" Hearing Ji Jingcheng's prompt, Bai Nuo chuckled, picked up the tea that was just served in the lounge, and poured a pot of tea on Jiang Lang's head.

The people present were dumbfounded.