Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

Fang Man thought so, and hurriedly reported the name of the dish in his mind, for fear that Kong Que would catch his thoughts just now.

Regardless of whether Bai Yueguang is still alive or not, Kong Que obviously holds a great deal of weight in Kong Que's heart. How can Yinghuoguang compete with Haoyue for brilliance? Compared with Bai Yueguang, he is a calf hair.If Kong Que knew that he secretly said that Bai Yueguang's appearance was shocking, he might not be able to eat.

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauced chicken, bacon..."

Fang Man relied on Chinese cuisine to forcefully suppress the awl in his head, reported the name of the dish for a round, and the car finally stopped.Kong Que got out of the car, and the other party said, "Fang Man, I have work to do. If you have any questions, ask Secretary Li."

Fang Man rested his hands on the side of the car window, looked up at Kong Que, "Oh! Then I want to eat braised pork tonight."

Kong Que smiled and said, "It depends on your body fat ratio."

Fang Man thought, although the double chin was gone, but the chubby flesh on his body was not missing at all, and he would definitely not be able to eat meat at night.

Fang Man slammed his chin against the window, and said with drooping eyebrows, "Look, I'm just starved by you, and I only have 5 minutes."

Kong Que: "..."

Fang Man glanced at Kong Que, and lowered his eyelashes aggrievedly, "If you don't feed the cow, can the cow milk? Oh, why am I so unlucky..."

Li Mi watched Fang Man acting like a baby with cold eyes, and thought, Mr. Kong would never change his decision easily, if Fang Man was poorer, he might have to eat corn again.

Considering tomorrow's car shock project, Kong Que felt that Fang Man's words made sense, so he nodded and smiled, "Then you can eat."

Li Mi: "...???"

Fang Man raised his eyes in surprise, and Kong Que said again: "I am looking forward to your performance."

Fang Man: "..." I don't know why, but I remembered the fear of being urged to rush to KPI by the manager at the end of the month.

When Kong Que entered the office building, Secretary Li asked suspiciously, "Mr. Fang, you are...cough...I mean, how did you manage to make Mr. Kong change his mind?"

"Brother Mi, times have changed," Fang Man turned his head, "Look at my eyes, who can refuse such a lovely me, no, no one exists."

Secretary Li couldn't answer this question. After all, Fang Man's appearance didn't suit his aesthetics, so he had to change the subject and said, "Mr. Fang, it's four o'clock, I'll take you back to your room to rest, and have dinner at 05:30 in the evening." .”

As soon as Kong Que left, Fang Man didn't have to worry about being read. He relaxed and slumped back, "Sure, it's good. I'll cook my own dinner, just give me a kitchen and a refrigerator."

Secretary Li thought about it: "Then... how many personal assistants do you need?"

Fang Man said: "I just want to be beautiful alone."

Li Mi wondered: "I can't leave you alone."

Just as he was saying this, Fang Man suddenly leaned on the edge of the window and looked out, "Damn it, the kid on the horse over there looks like a dog!"

Looking across an artificial lake, a maroon horse is slowly stepping forward, a man is leading the horse in front, looking back from time to time, and another man is carefully guarding the "child" on the horse, Words and deeds are very cautious.

Li Mi said: "Mr. Fang, it doesn't look like a dog, it is a dog."

As the car approached, Fang Man finally saw that lying on the horse's back was a husky with delicate features and a small crown on its head.

Fang Man was shocked: "Damn it, Kong Que raised a husky!"

Li Mi said: "Mr. Kong doesn't keep any pets. This husky is fostered here by Mr. Kong's partner."

Fang Man was even more unbelievable and said: "Kong Que actually raised a dog for his partner? He also gave it two shit-shovel servants?"

Fang Man felt very uncomfortable when he thought of Gou Laosi who lived thousands of miles away with his mother.

What kind of partner is it?He was able to keep a husky in Kong Que's house, and let him serve him carefully.

Li Mi said: "Look, even the dog is followed by two servants. If you don't want an assistant, wouldn't it be..."

Fang Man answered, "Worse than a dog?"

Secretary Li nodded heavily.

Fang Man patted his belly, thinking that his platoon was bigger than Huskies, and said arrogantly: "Give me three!"

Seeing that he could finally share the responsibility of taking care of Fang Man with the other three assistants, and that Kong Que would not feel that he had neglected Fang Man, Li Mi breathed a sigh of relief.

The manor is said to have been built in the Victorian period. Most of it was destroyed during World War II. It was only repaired according to the original layout in the past 50 years. The appearance looked classical and grand, but as soon as Fang Man walked in, he smelled a musty smell.

Fang Man said: "...Brother Mi, the wall may be moldy."

Clutching a small handkerchief, Li Mi said with shame: "I mentioned it to Mr. Kong, and he said that there is no need to redecorate. I didn't quite understand it at the time."

Fang Man thought, Kong Que couldn't smell anything, so of course he said no.

Li Mi's face was full of ignorant trust in Kong Que. He took a deep breath of the musty smell and sighed: "It was only later that I understood Mr. Kong's deep meaning. This is the thick and vicissitudes of history. Only in this building It can only be smelled in an ancient castle with a history of more than 120 years, once it is renovated, what is the meaning of living here?"

Fang Man: "..." I believed in your evil.

After Secretary Li left, three male assistants came to take over. Fang Man only asked for the wifi password and sent them off to their own business—he couldn't really compete with Huskies for favor.

In the evening, Fang Man cooked a large plate of braised pork and tomato and egg soup in full swing in the kitchen, and ate three bowls of white rice with the two dishes.

After eating and drinking, Fang Man was in a good mood. After taking a delicious bath, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to do something.

He is going to contact a lawyer to take Li Yongbo and Zhao Nuohong to court.

The lawyer asked Fang Man, why did he not speak up five years ago?

Fang Man: "..."

The reason for this is too complicated. At that time, Guan Ming died unexpectedly, and his grandfather passed away regretfully. Fang Man fell into endless anxiety. He found that he could not make movies.Standing on the set, he couldn't even remember how to line up the camera. The lights and shadows in his mind were churning, the fire on the set, and Guan Ming's scorched body.The cold lights of the hospital, Grandpa's cloudy and tearful eyes.The endless abuse on the Internet, the overt and covert abuse of peers, and the tighter film policy day by day.

Zhao Nuohong, not to mention whether he loves it or not, is just the last straw that crushes him.

Zhao Nuohong betrayed him, and Fang Man didn't care how he betrayed him.He was so tired that he didn't have the extra energy to fight public opinion wars, and he didn't even dare to make movies.

Fang Man became a deserter, unplugged the network cable, and traveled all over China as if he was practicing. After he became more energetic, he worked as a social animal in Beijing for three years. He still likes to make movies, but he no longer thinks he can do it.

He lost the courage to love whoever he was when he was young, and he accepted his fate. Even though the moon is beautiful, he has to bow his head and bend down to pick up the pennies around him in order to live well.

If Kong Que hadn't frightened him into running all night and completely shattered his peaceful life, he would still be content to be a designer of 996 dense miracles.If he hadn't filmed "Hiding the Demon King in a Vial" by accident, he wouldn't know, he still enjoys the pleasure of walking into the light and shadow and building a world with other filmmakers.

Fang Man typed: I don't intend to escape.

After sending it over, Fang Man suddenly had a big truth in his heart.

Probably the more than 1 million RMB in the account gave him the courage not to run away.

In the final analysis, it is still because of holes.

Fang Man was in a complicated mood. Intellectually, he shouldn't thank Kong Que. After all, this unlucky thing had tortured him terribly before, but now that he was sleeping in someone else's luxurious castle, he couldn't dislike him at all.

Fang Man even felt that he might like Kong Que a little bit, or it might be pure sympathy, or it might be Stockholm Syndrome.

Fang Man didn't know what his psychology was, which made him feel upset.

Fang Man looked out of the window, and could faintly see the huge silhouette of the Moonlight God, who looked like he could save sentient beings with an awl face. Fang Man was even more annoyed. He closed the curtains with a clatter, bounced onto the bed with a whoosh, and rolled into the quilt .

sleep first!Anyway, if you bother, you won't get a result.

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Because Kong Que had to set aside a day to work with Fang Man on car shocks, he had to deal with the work one day in advance. At one o'clock in the morning, Kong Que finally finished the meeting and approved the documents, took a shower and was ready to go to bed.

Kong Que put on a soft nightcap and lay flat on the small steel bed in the center of the room.

Half an hour later, Kong Que found himself insomnia.

He always felt that something was missing, but everything in the room was there.

Kong Que opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling with a smile.

What is missing?

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At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Fang Man woke up from the itching, and when he opened his eyes, he heard mosquitoes buzzing in his ears.

Kong Que's hundred-year-old castle was usually unoccupied, a plump and handsome man suddenly came, and the mosquitoes must have danced in ecstasy, buzzing to each other, and they all came to his room, ready to have a feast.

If it was just a few mouthfuls of blood, Fang Man could still let them eat a mouthful generously. The problem was that the mosquitoes were still restless after sucking the blood, and they insisted on screaming in his ears, which was really arrogant.

Fang Man has always been adhering to the principle of finding Li Mi when encountering problems, contacting Li Mi's bald head, guessing that he is still awake, and cueing him on WeChat.

"Brother Mi, do you have any mosquito coils? Toilet water is also fine."

After a few minutes, Secretary Li replied, "It's in Mr. Kong's room."

"You really haven't slept yet?" Fang Man regained his energy, "No way, all the mosquito coils are at Kong Que's place in the Dayi Manor?"

Secretary Li: "Yes. Mr. Kong's room is at the end of the corridor_"

Fang Man: "...well, well, if you have something to say, don't smile in the middle of the night. Excuse me, go to sleep."

Fang Man put down his cell phone, and didn't intend to go to Kong Que's room to get the mosquito coils. He covered the quilt from head to toe, and planned to just make a small slit in the quilt, and let it go.

Then, Fang Man heard the sound of insects flapping their wings, the sound of rats scratching in the ventilation pipe, and some strange sounds.

There are no ghosts in the castle more than 120 years ago, right?

Fang Man's thick head protruded from the bed: Woo, I can't feel better anymore.

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After Kong Que finished replying to Fang Man, he got up and dressed.

He changed into a more gorgeous bird-blue pajamas, took off his nightcap, combed his hair, sprayed on some perfume, adjusted the lighting in the bedroom to a movie-level lighting, and sat quietly on the sofa to wait.

Half an hour later, Kong Que was still waiting - why didn't Fang Man come to get the mosquito coil?

Kong Que was about to go out to have a look, but just as he walked to the door, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

Fang Man hurried to the door of Kong Que's room, calmed down, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Queer, are you asleep?"

With a creak, the heavy wooden door opened inward, and Fang Man smelled red wine mixed with bergamot, mint, pine wood...etc.

"Ah Choo!!!" Fang Man staggered from the smoke, and saw Kong Que by mistake. He was wearing pajamas without a single wrinkle, silver-framed glasses, and messy and delicate hairstyle. It seemed that he was not opening the bedroom door, but A top-notch styling room—how could Kong Que wear perfume while sleeping!

Kong Que smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Fang Man hugged the pillow, "Do you have mosquito coils in this room?"

"Yes." Kong Que stepped aside, "Come in and get it."

As soon as Fang Man entered, he was startled by the life-sized white moonlight statue beside Kong Que's bed, and then fell into deep thought on Kong Que's steel bed.

He originally planned to come over to sleep with Kong Que, but he was really a little scared.He is afraid of mice, ghosts, and bugs. Compared with these things, the one who gives him the most sense of security is Kong Que, a pervert.

But Kong Que's bed was too small, and it didn't even have a sheet, it was just a steel plate, wouldn't people have trouble sleeping?

Fang Man wandered around the bed, unable to do anything, planned to take the mosquito coil and leave.

"Fang Man," Kong Que opened the door with something black in his hand, "Let's go."

Seeing that Kong Que seemed to be walking with him, Fang Man said, "Go get me some mosquito coils? How embarrassing."

Fang Man didn't feel very embarrassed in his heart, he is now Kong Que's guest, if the guest is in trouble, the master has to solve it for him.

Kong Que came in and sat down gracefully on a chair, Fang was surprised.

What Kong Que was holding in his hand was not a mosquito coil, but a shining gun!

Fang Man: "You...what are you doing with the gun?"

Kong Que said: "Go to sleep, you'll be fine, there won't be any mosquitoes."

Fang Man thought, is Kong Que planning to shoot mosquitoes with a gun?Fuck, it's outrageous.

Fang Man was desperate, and lay down on the bed, "Well, why don't you sleep with me. Don't shoot randomly, what if you hit me?"

Hearing this, Kong Que climbed onto the bed, and remembered that Fang Man would snore if he slept with someone in his arms, so he turned sideways and moved, and buried his face in Fang Man's pouty chest.

Fang Man didn't intend to go to sleep at first, but after Kong Que came over, the mosquitoes stopped chirping, the bugs stopped flying, and the mice didn't seem to move.

Fang Man had an epiphany: ...Oh, it turns out that Kong Que was the first mosquito coil in the entire estate.

"Queer?" Fang Man patted Kong Que's waist, "What magical skills do you have that I don't know about?"

Kong Qiao fell into the dreamland of having the softest little pillow in the world, and the distant and peaceful smell of red wine mixed with the messy smell of his perfume flooded his nostrils.

Fang Man rubbed his nose, hugged Kong Que and fell asleep.