Mr. Fu is always too annoying

visit a prostitute?

For a moment, Fu Tong thought he had heard it wrong: "... What did you say?"

"I said, whoring him." Tan Lin repeated what he said before, still very confident, "Anyway, you will be together sooner or later, it's just a matter of time, some things are done sooner or later, a little earlier Nothing."

"I understand the truth, but this can't be called... whoring?"

"I'm not afraid that you'll pretend... I'm afraid that your heart will not make it through, so I left you a way out in advance?" Tan Lin said, "Look, if you feel good about it, you can just go straight to it. It's so much fun to prostitute for nothing. If you can't make it through, you can pay Yedu, and leave the money after the prostitution, the arrangement is clear and there is no burden on your heart, how good it is."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a few seconds, and continued to give advice: "Of course, I think it's best to go whoring for free. Ex-boyfriends are free, and it's not worth a penny."

Fu Tong touched his chin: "It makes sense."

Lu Chuan, who listened to the whole process by the side, said, "...there is a ghostly reason, what do you think."

This was said to Fu Tong, and Tan Lin was educated after he finished speaking: "And you, you can't say these words casually in the future, he has been very unscrupulous many times, don't pour him on fire here Oil, make me worse."

Tan Lin liked to hear such bad things about Fu Tong, so he didn't refute. He smiled at Lu Chuan, then turned back and winked at Fu Tong, full of jokes.

Fu Tong: "..."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Chuan: "You are starting to educate others now, how do I remember that you said similar things to me before?"

At the beginning of Fu Tong's instinct cycle, Lu Chuan thought of a way for him, saying that it is better to find a suitable person to pass this time. As for the candidate, he thinks his ex-boyfriend is good.

One is whoring, and the other is to use it first.

Although the words are different, they are essentially the same, scumbags are calm, and waves are clear.

After being told by Fu Tong, Lu Chuan obviously remembered what he said before.

He choked, but quickly calmed down, and said calmly: "I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a decent person."

Fu Tong and Tan Lin sighed together.

Lu Chuan laughed: "Okay, let's stop making trouble. To be serious, you really need to think about the instinct cycle. It's not a problem to endure it all the time. Let's talk about how long you can endure it."

"I think what you said makes sense." Fu Tong nodded in agreement, "So, haven't I already planned this?"

"What plan? Why haven't I heard you talk about it?"

Lu Chuan was startled, asked this question, and then saw Fu Tong glance at Tan Lin, who happened to be looking at him too, the two looked at each other, paused for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

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Lu Chuan: "..."

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in the manager's heart: "No way, are you really going to prostitute him?"

"Of course." Fu Tong smiled at him, "Anyway, it's at this point. Don't prostitute or whore, right?"

Tan Lin beside him nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Lu Chuan: My head hurts.

He rubbed his brows: "Then what happens after whoring? Have you thought about it?"

"That's not something I have to think about now." Fu Tong said calmly, "Anyway, I'm a scumbag, so I don't have any burden."

I believe in your evil.

Having said that, Lu Chuan also knew that Fu Tong was deliberately making fun of him.

Don't ask, it's a headache to ask, and you want to resign if you ask.

Forget it, let's change the subject.

Lu Chuan didn't want to continue to answer his words. After thinking about it, he decided to turn the topic to the real thing first: "Are we still holding the concert? If it is, have you found the guests?"

Hearing this, Fu Tong was startled: "A concert?"

Lu Chuan was also taken aback: "...don't tell me you forgot."

Fu Tong: "..."

Really forgot.

Seeing everything from his expression, Lu Chuan was in despair: "Can you forget the [-]th anniversary concert on November [-]st?"

November [-]st, the [-]th anniversary of debut.

As soon as the two key words came out, Fu Tong remembered.

This concert is the focus of his itinerary this year. He has been preparing for it since the first half of the year, and then everything is ready. The only thing left is the guests and the final confirmation and rehearsal. But Fu Tong has not had time to appoint a person, and the entry letter from the Monster Bureau has arrived. .

He joined the Monster Bureau, met Fu Qianyuan, met Xizhao, and later, some unexpected things happened, Fu Tong was trapped inside and couldn't get out, and even his memory had problems, so things at work were natural There is no way to take care of it any more.

Similarly, because of Fu Tong's previous situation, Lu Chuan couldn't talk to him about these things, so now the two of them are in very complicated moods, complicated to the point of despair.

Fu Tong looked at the electronic calendar on the wall. This year is October 26th.

There are less than five days left until November [-]st.

Fu Tong looked at Lu Chuan with despair in his eyes: "If I remember correctly, there are... thirty songs in preparation for the concert?"

Lu Chuan looked back at Fu Tong with the same despair in his eyes: "I can tell you responsibly that you remember correctly."

Thirty songs in less than five days.

We need to appoint guests and rehearse.

- It's over.

These two words are the common thoughts of Fu Tong and Lu Chuan.

The two of them remained silent for 2 minutes. In the end, Tan Lin who was next to him couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, so he spoke out first.

"May I be a guest?" He asked tentatively.

"Don't." Fu Tong and Lu Qisheng refused, "If something happens to your cub, we won't be responsible for it."

Tan Lin groaned, a little disappointed.

Lu Chuan looked at him and then at Fu Tong, hesitated for a while, and said, "Should we postpone it first?"

"It cannot be postponed."

Fu Tong directly vetoed it: "Don't say that this is the [-]th anniversary concert, the date is special, one day is not enough, just say the time, there are only less than five days left, do you know how many fans have already bought tickets in advance to wait here Got it? We postponed it when we said it would be postponed, what do you ask them to do?"

makes sense.

Lu Chuan was so worried that his head hurt, but Fu Tong didn't worry anymore, and quickly made a decision: "We still have to leave as scheduled."

He looked at Lu Chuan: "We are familiar with the repertoire set for the concert in the early stage. It is not a big problem. I remember that the gymnasium and equipment have been reserved before. Have you contacted them recently?"

"Contacted, everything is normal."

"Then there is no problem." Fu Tong nodded, "That's it. In the next few days, you will do a good job in the follow-up confirmation of the publicity and equipment. After I appoint people here, I will go to rehearsal. It will be five days..."

It's too late in five days, and it's impossible to be perfunctory with Fu Tong's personality, so it must be a hellish day and night.

Lu Chuan frowned: "Can you bear it?"

Fu Tong glanced at him: "There is no such thing as whether I can stand or not stand what I have decided."

"Then... have you figured out who you want to be?"

With such a rush of time, Lu Chuan really didn't think anyone in the circle would be willing, or dare to take this.

In this emergency, if you don't cheat your friends, who else can you cheat?

Fu Tong smiled: "What do you think of Wen Lang?"

Wen Lang?

Lu Chuan put up a small label in his heart.

Good-looking, self-contained traffic, although I haven't sung a few songs, but the voice is not bad from the only songs I have, and Fu Tong was once the number one CP in the entertainment industry, and they are in the same frame for fans.

well.

The perfect candidate.

Lu Chuan made a tick in his heart: "But I remember that he seems to have made a lot of announcements recently, and he is so busy. Would he like to come?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Fu Tong laughed, "He will definitely come, I promise."

Lu Chuan looked at his expression, and after a few seconds of silence, he said sincerely: "With all due respect, your current expression looks like you really want the kind of weird uncle who is going to trick and abduct children."

It's this effect.

Fu Tong stroked his chin, looked at Lu Chuan and smiled again, he was good-looking, and he was unspeakably good-looking when he smiled. Weird, like a wolf with a big tail.

Alas.

Can't face it.

Lu Chuan thought so in his heart, just at this time a few people from the Monster Bureau came from behind with cut fruits, so he turned his eyes away from Fu Tong, took a small wooden stick and started to eat the fruit.

Rao She and the others happily sat beside him, and vacated the seat next to Fu Tong with a wink.

Fu Qianyuan sat down beside Fu Tong, holding another glass bowl in his hand: "Zai Zai, you'd better not touch cold ones recently, eat this one, this one has never been iced."

Now that November is approaching, even Longdu is a little bit cold.

Fu Tong is not afraid of the cold, in fact he prefers ice cold, but thinking about his damn dormant period, he had no choice but to give up, and obediently took the glass bowl from Fu Qianyuan's hand.

Fu Qianyuan smiled, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and his eyes were extremely gentle.

A few people around took a peek at it, feeling a bit lemony and embarrassed, so they lowered their heads and continued to eat the fruit, pretending they didn't see anything.

After such a bite, it took more than ten minutes.

Several people threw the small wooden sticks in their hands into the trash can, and collapsed on the sofa, not because they didn't want to continue, but because they really couldn't eat anymore.

Fu Tong looked at them, then looked at the glass bowl with more than half of the fruit in his hand, and wanted to laugh: "As for the rush? How long have you been hungry?"

I haven’t been hungry for long, but I’ve been single for too long.

A few people waved their hands weakly, not wanting to say anything, Fu Tong looked at it and smiled: "Is it because you are too tired from work recently? How is your file order? We will go to the Monster Bureau tomorrow. Just tell us."

Probably because we in Fu Tong's words pleased Fu Qianyuan, and he also hummed slightly.

"No, no, it's a simple process. It's almost done. It's just..." Bai Tang hesitated for a few seconds, then looked at Fu Tong. In some cases, we need a copy of your transcript for filing."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Fu Tong, fearing that his mood would be affected by recalling those things,

But at this point, those things that he couldn't care less about before actually don't matter to Fu Tong anymore.

He smiled: "Then tomorrow, I'll be at the Monster Bureau on time, and I'll see if your time is right for me to take notes."

"Okay okay."

After getting Fu Tong's answer, Bai Tang nodded, very happy, the rabbit ears on his head jumped out again accidentally.

Fluffy and soft, it trembled when it fell in front of Fu Tong's eyes.

Fu Tong: I want to rua.

He couldn't hold back when he looked at it. Just when he was about to do something, Fu Qianyuan's hand stretched out from the side, and he couldn't help but hold his hand in his.

The onlookers were stunned, and quickly lowered their heads after realizing it, and continued to pretend that they didn't exist, and they couldn't see anything even if they existed.

Fu Tong: "... What are you doing?"

Three seconds after the voice fell, I felt a chill in my hand.

Fu Qianyuan put the dragon tail in his hand, and he got closer to Fu Tong.

"I give you my tail...you can only touch me, not others."

Maybe it's a little embarrassing, or maybe it's just that he doesn't want people other than Fu Tong to hear, Fu Qianyuan's voice is very low, coupled with the too close distance, Fu Tong has an inexplicable feeling that Fu Qianyuan seems to be kissing him while talking , he could even feel the heat on his cheeks when the latter breathed.

Somewhat hot.

Fu Tong hugged Fu Qianyuan's tail, lowered his head, and after a while, his face also blushed slightly.