The villain boss refused to divorce 【Rebirth】

Liuliu groaned, but couldn't squeeze her head through the glass door of the kitchen, and got hit on her buttocks, and immediately fell to the ground with a grievance, and turned her head to meet Tang Yu with a smile on her face. Eyes, it turned its belly upside down while exhaling, and its tail kept wagging.

The electronic sound in consciousness clicked twice.

[It's too rude host, how can you just hit a dog's ass so casually? 】

Tang Yu found it funny: "If it is not satisfied, it will tell me by itself."

Liuliu's light golden pupils turned with the things Tang Yu was carrying in his hand. It got up from the ground suddenly, grabbed Tang Yu's pants eagerly, and stared eagerly at the dangling little lion.

Tang Yu picked up four that looked almost different in posture, but in Liuliu's eyes, the four were exactly the same.

There are so many, there must be one that belongs to it, right?

The door with only a gap wide enough for a dog's nose to sniff was swung open, and Chu Jueming looked at Tang Yu in surprise wearing a big glove.

"Come back so early? What time is it?"

Tang Yu laughed dryly, "I didn't go to filming today, I just went out for a couple of laps."

"What's in your hand? Did you buy it?"

Tang Yu honestly looked like a primary school student being questioned by the teacher in charge.

"Just, I caught it with the claw machine. I was lucky today, and I caught a little more."

"You have changed your luck recently. You used to be unlucky every day, but today you dare to challenge to catch a doll. How much did you spend?"

Tang Yu rubbed his nose, "It's not much money."

"Put it on the sofa, it's dirty and dusty."

"Don't put it on the sofa, put it on my bed."

Chu Jueming smiled meaningfully, "So many are put on the bed? Your bed is as messy as a kennel. What's the difference between these four? Would you like to give one to your son?"

Up to now, there is only one toy for Liuliu, and it is still a tattered little bear with missing ears.

Tang Yu tightened his grip on the doll.

"Next time, let Liuliu catch something else next time."

Chu Jueming narrowed his eyes and looked at his guilty look, smiled clearly, and pointed to the table in the living room that had not been cleaned up, "Go and clean the table, I bought an oven these two days, Making biscuits should not be difficult to eat."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Liuliu, whose saliva was already dripping on the ground, and Chu Jueming angrily touched its paw with his shoe, "Tang Yu, take good care of your dog son, he kept squeezing the door just now, and it won't take more than a minute to go on like this." Our door will be scrapped this week."

Tang Yu pretended to pat Liuliu's dog's head, with almost no force.

"Did you hear that, I scolded you and wagged my tail."

The kitchen door closed and opened again, and two steaming bone-shaped biscuits were thrown out. Liuliu wept with joy, but Tang Yu successfully intercepted them.

He yelled inside, "Can Liuliu be eaten?"

"It's edible, I made a special plate without salt."

After eating two yuan, he kept grabbing Tang Yu's pants greedily. Tang Yu was facing the screen of his mobile phone, and he didn't read much news all afternoon. Why didn't you see that Yu Mufeng was still a chatterbox?

After thinking for a moment, Tang Yu called Duan Shi'an. Unlike his slow reply, Duan Shi'an answered the phone instantly.

The juvenile voice mixed with the noisy electric current was still a little nervous and apprehensive.

"Brother Tang, Tang Yu, what can I do for you?"

Duan Shi'an was recording a song, and his palm was sweating while holding the phone.

Tang Yu actually took the initiative to call him.

Fortunately, he just came out to pour a glass of water, otherwise he must have missed this precious call.

He has saved a lot of money. Saving money has always been a habit. In his previous life, the money he saved was eventually used to fight lawsuits, and he was sentenced to lose in the end. Even if he invited a very good lawyer from Yuncheng, he would still No matter what, he couldn't win against Shen Chuan, and he was completely defeated.

In this life, he spent more than half of his savings to buy the best equipment. He wanted to sort out the few songs that were once snatched by Shen Chuan from beginning to end, and wanted to make them more perfect.

He locked himself in a quiet recording studio and didn't read much news all day, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Tang Yu suddenly.

Tang Yu summed up Yu Mufeng's abnormal mental state of thinking about tossing and turning day and night in a few words, and then asked, "Didn't you add him as a friend before? Why did you delete him?"

Duan Shi'an's nervous nose was sweating, and he apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry! Because, it's because he has been swiping the screen of my circle of friends, and he has posted too many dynamics. He originally wanted to block it, but he was careless, careless! Mainly, mainly because I recently added a few A record company producer, I'm afraid I'll miss out on their updates, so I just, let him..."

For a while, he couldn't remember Yu Mufeng's name at all, Duan Shi'an's mind went blank, his hands and feet were cold, his voice stopped abruptly, and a sentence was constantly scrolling in his mind.

It's over. I was thinking of seeing if I could add him the next time I went to Tang Yu, but I didn't expect him to find out that day and sue Tang Yu!

Tang Yu was still tactfully persuading, "Did you accidentally delete it?"

Duan Shi'an's head is like pounding garlic.

"Yes, yes, yes! If you're not careful, I'll add him back right away!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. Tang Yu looked at the suddenly quiet phone in a daze. A message popped up in Duan Shi'an and his concise dialog box.

It's a picture of Zhang Duan Shi'an's own WeChat QR code.

Tang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hadn't finished speaking yet. In fact, he had already recommended Duan Shi'an's business card to Yu Mufeng today. The QR code sent by Shi'an was forwarded to Yu Mufeng intact.

Yu Mufeng was silent for 5 minutes, and suddenly one jumped out.

--What's the meaning?

Tang Yu touched the dog with one hand and replied casually with the other, adding his own good suggestions.

——Duan Shi'an just sent it to me. I think you can make a note when you add friends, otherwise he won't pass it.

Yu Mufeng's news rang wildly.

——But you sent me a code for receiving money.

——How much money do I have to transfer to add him?

——How much do you think I should turn?

Yu Mufeng looked at the transfer box that popped up by long pressing the QR code, put the phone on his chest in a trance, and murmured, "It's so different, it's the first time I've met such a boy."

He was stunned all the time.

……

Fang Baizhou signed a document and put it aside. The curtains were not drawn in the quiet office, and the neon lights of the bustling commercial street opposite were shining straight up with a light brighter than the daytime.

There was a man sitting on the sofa with no image, and there was a handsome man who set up a small shelf on the small table in the middle of the office to put the tablet, holding the mobile phone in his arms, frantically clicking on the screen to send flowers with red eyes.

The volume has been turned up to the minimum level 1, and the soft and somewhat hoarse voice of the anchor still seems particularly loud in the empty office.

"Wang Zhaojun, hang up, you are better at defensive towers than you. You are good and grab the mid laner, don't you have a few pounds or two points?"

"Come on, who said that the troll anchor? Look at this wave of operations yourself. You say she is amazing, but she missed a skill. You say she is bad, and she didn't suffer much damage. So she is a level bastard."

"Successfully avoided all enemies with my own skills, the absolute king's operation."

"The five housekeepers banned the swear words, oh thank you 'very rich Song Song' for the six planes, Brother Song Song, brother Song Song is super handsome today~"

Fang Baizhou glanced at Song Mingzhan, and found that Song Mingzhan's face was blushing because of suppressed laughter, so he tapped the table lightly with the tip of his pen.

"Song Mingzhan, you are watching the same live broadcast on your tablet and mobile phone, do you have nothing to do?"

"What do you know?" Song Mingzhan, who was listening to the praise, was ecstatic when he heard Fang Baizhou's voice. He was shocked at first, and then coughed lightly, unavoidably excited. After winning a competition, she promised to show her hands from today! I can see it more clearly with a tablet!"

Fang Baizhou said, "I've been so obsessed with anchors lately, does your mother know?"

As if he had been caught suddenly, Song Mingzhan stared wide-eyed, stood up straight away, and said loudly, "Fang Baizhou, I don't want you to be so ungrateful! Think about it carefully, today you are upright and innocent during the day. Ban, who is the person who came to take your place? It's me! Then I won't be scolded for skipping work, Fang Baizhou, it's really not good for you to do this, this is the first and last time I help you, and you should Just pay me your wages."

Song Mingzhan rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "You make so much money a day, paying me tens of thousands is not too much, right?"

The situation of the Song family and the Fang family is completely different. The Fang family is now basically in the hands of Fang Baizhou, but he is only a nominal president in the Song family. The title looks beautiful, and the entire company is controlled by his strong woman mother hand.

Even his monthly money is sent by his mother according to the amount of pocket money.

This month's expenses are a little bit high, and life is beginning to be tight.

Fang Baizhou unhurriedly took a new document and came over to read it.

"The anchor took all the money?"

"Don't do thankless things all day long."

"I'm sure I won't spend money on her with a fever these two days. The main reason is that the food money can't keep up." Song Mingzhan waved his hand nonchalantly. He took out his phone, flipped out the interface and shook it at Fang Baizhou. The ending sounded excitedly, "What does it mean to be thankless? Look, didn't you add WeChat? If things go well, you will be my girlfriend in a few months!"

"What about you! Look at you! It's been more than twenty years, are there any female mosquitoes around you?"

Fang Baizhou sneered, and calmly flashed the ring on his hand to Song Mingzhan.

"I'm getting married soon."

"Also, don't push your tablet stand any further. If you touch the flowers he gave me, I'll ask someone to drag you out of Fang's."

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[Mr. Fang: Don't be jealous of me, my flower has a boyfriend, and you are still flirting with him, childish. 】

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