Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

Meow?Where did this enthusiastic netizen come from?

Wei Lai went to Miaowu's homepage full of doubts, and found that Miaowu hadn't hidden it, and it was written on the profile: Fang Man's manager.

Although Miaowu only posted one Weibo post, the number of fans is increasing at an astonishing rate, probably all of them are Kong Que fans.

Wei Lai: "..."

Chu Yin drank a glass of milk and was about to go to bed, when she saw Wei Lai who rushed out like an old hen just now, eager to clean up Fang Man, came back like a bald chicken.

Chu Yin stared slightly and said, "So fast? I thought you were going to stay up late today?"

"Chicken dog cp be again." Wei Lai shook his head, relieved and jealous, "Hey, Fang Gou not only found the beauty Gong, but also hugged the golden thigh. All Dad can do is forward it on Weibo with one click."

Chu Yin said: "..."

Chu Yin and Wei Lai from the East Eighth District forwarded it with one click, and they both slept. Fang Man in the zero time zone was eating dinner, and his mobile phone kept ringing.

Fang Man turned the phone on silent, and calmly ate meat.

He has already imagined the content of the message on the phone. After all, he has been out of breath for many years, and Zhao Nuohong is in full swing. His fans must want to poke a network cable on him to suck up his fat. Unfortunately, they can't hit anyone, they can only type Vent anger.

Watching people scold him while eating, which affected his appetite, Fang Man patted his stomach after eating and drinking, and finally picked up his mobile phone to browse.

The strange thing is that the real-time refreshed comments don't have a lot of abuse, and most of the comments are actually a bit touching.

"I'm sorry, I scolded you before. My apologies for my inappropriate stance."

"A director with a bad character will not get the support of so many good actors, I believe you. Come on and defend your rights!"

"Your films have brought me a lot of happiness, and I hope you will be happy too."

"Man, you and Xiaoque have to be good! Mom will always love you [Rainbow]."

Fang Man can still understand the previous comments, what's going on with the netizens who knocked him and Kong Que cp?

Fang Man clicked into the trending search, and the first thing was: Meow—recording.

Fang Man: "..."

Fang Man wandered around Kong Que's manor for almost half an hour before finding Kong Que.

Kong Que was standing on the small golf course, wearing a black sportswear, and Meow was staggering on the side with his short legs.

Kong Que swung his club cleanly. The club grazed the air and hit the white ball with a pleasant sound. The last bit of sunlight in the sky was about to fall, and Kong Que against the light looked like a carefully tailored black shadow.

Fang Man looked up from Kong Que's long legs and fixed on his slender waist.

Fang Man's mind suddenly came up with a swearing word circulated by netizens: a beautiful woman's waist, a deadly knife.

Fang Man lowered his head and looked at his belly. There was a small circle protruding from the fat and greasy middle-aged rich businessman. No wonder netizens thought that he must be extremely rich to support a man of Kong Que's level. beauty.

Otherwise, he lost weight?

Fang Man thought about it for a second, and backed off again. If he loses weight, he won't be able to eat meat.

"Queer." Fang Man lay down on the rest chair, pulled out a club and poked Kong Que's waist, "Thank you."

Fang Man is sure that the current public opinion is definitely on his side. It is definitely Kong Que's handwriting. Not only celebrities, but also several big directors are gone. , It is estimated that Kong Que spent a lot of money.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem worthwhile for Kong Que to record the conversation between him and Zhao Nuohong.

"You're welcome." Kong Que smiled, "Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, it's time to clean up some garbage."

As he spoke, he bent down and lightly hit the ball into the hole in front of him. Meow at the side waved his pink paws, hugged the ball and gnawed on it, destroying Kong Que's hard words. Hole in one to highlight the pretentious atmosphere of winning.

Kong Que: "..."

Fang Man slumped on the chair and patted his belly: "Hahahaha..."

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Li Yongbo was in a state of desperation, Zhao Nuohong lay on the bed and hugged himself, as depressed as a enoki mushroom overnight.

"Brother Li, I'm sorry." Zhao Nuohong's eyes were empty, and he looked at the air with tears, "I didn't expect Fang Manhui to miss any old feelings. I apologized to him so sincerely. Why, it's been so long since the incident, He still has to chase and fight like this. He never cared about these things before."

Li Yongbo rubbed the stubble on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's meaningless for you to talk about it now. Listen, Zhao Nuohong, you just have to insist now that I was the one who splashed Fang Manzi Shui, if you draw a line with me, even if Fang Man wants to sue, he will sue me."

Zhao Nuohong sat up at once, "Brother Li, what should you do? There must be other ways, right? Tomorrow I will ask Fang Man, Fang Man is soft-hearted, and he will accept an out-of-court settlement!"

"Bullshit!" Li Yongbo was furious, "This is not a matter of reconciliation, your reputation is ruined, what will be announced in the future? After fighting for so many years, are you going to be reduced to seducing a rich woman with your face???"

Zhao Nuohong: "..."

Speaking of rich women, Li Yongbo had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly said: "Wait, there are still three days until the Dragon Boat Festival, right?"

Zhao Nuohong looked at Li Yongbo in confusion, and said, "You want to learn from Qu Yuan and jump into the river to prove your innocence?"

"No!" Li Yongbo hated iron and steel, "Do you still remember that mysterious boss who sent money to your card every month?"

Zhao Nuohong: "..."

"Every Dragon Boat Festival, that boss will hold a party. Last year you were afraid that you didn't go, but this year is different. You go to beg him, coax him well, he must have a way to save you."

Zhao Nuohong: "...But, what if it's a very sexy party?"

Li Yongbo sneered, "The butt is more important than the career?"

Zhao Nuohong: "..."