Star system feeding plan

OK, who is it? "Although I have already guessed that it is Yan Hao, I still need to ask politely.

"I want to drink chicken soup." Yan Hao's voice was light, which made Lin Anjing feel that he was very tired.

Blinking, he thought he heard it wrong, so he asked again, "What did you say?"

"Chicken soup." This time the voice was much colder, Yan Hao snorted and hung up the phone.

Lin Anjing sighed, he really had nothing to do to make trouble on his own, just now Yan Hao's tone was so good, he had to ask again, look, he hung up the phone.

Resigned to his fate, he found out the business card Yan Hao gave him, and called back according to the phone number on it.

"Huh?" Yan Hao wondered why he was so annoying, and even called him to quarrel. He even said he wanted to drink chicken soup.

"I've never made chicken soup. What if it doesn't taste good?" He heard that it takes a long time to cook chicken soup. Although there is still one chicken bought in the morning, it has been chopped up. I have to buy another one, "I'm making chicken soup tomorrow, okay? I don't have a whole chicken at home, and I read the recipe. It says that it will taste better after a long time. I will buy a whole chicken tomorrow morning." Come back and boil it for you to drink at night."

Lin Anjing's tone was a little coaxing, and it was comforting to hear it being gentle and gentle.

Yan Hao rubbed his nose, feeling that Lin Anjing's attitude made him very comfortable, no one had ever coaxed him when he was so old.

Blinking, a rare smile appeared, "Okay."

Hearing his promise, Lin Anjing was really relieved, and then he heard the man hang up the phone, so he took the phone away from his ear, thought for a while, and saved his number.

So it's not that difficult to communicate, are you willing to listen to soft words?That's not easy to say, just equate him with Lin Mengmeng.

Boss Yan didn't know yet, while he was thinking about the braised pork tonight, his personal chef had already classified him as the same as a two-year-old fat boy.

"Boss..." After knocking on the door and waiting for a while, Hu Li, who opened the door and came in, saw the smile on his stinky face that was usually so serious that everyone owed him money, and was stunned. .

"What's the matter." Recovering expressionless again, Yan Hao glanced at him coldly.

"...all the information on Lin Anjing," handed him the file bag in his hand, and continued: "But the information shows that he has never been in a relationship, and I don't know where that son came from."

Yan Hao opened the file bag and took out a few pieces of paper from inside, flipped through it quickly, and nodded to show that he understood.

That little boy is much smarter than ordinary children. Although he has no children, he has lived for so many years anyway, and there is still some common sense in this.

The child looked a little weird, but it was only a two-year-old child, and no matter how weird it was, it would not be lethal.

"You go out." Waving his hand, Yan Hao picked up the phone beside him and pressed a few buttons.

Hu Li blinked, but swallowed the question that was on his lips.

Forget it, he can't ask about the boss's affairs, he should work honestly, he is very busy.

☆, 20 gossip

The director's office on the top floor of Tianyu Media.

Xia Chun held a stack of photos in his hand, and frowned.

The young man in the photo got out of the car with two large thermos barrels in his hands, and then entered the elevator dedicated to the president of Haotian Entertainment Company.

The second one is Yan Hao and the young man arguing in front of the hotel, the third one is Yan Hao going to a community at night, and the rest are basically like this.

Xia Chun looked up at the smiling assistant opposite, raised his eyebrows, "You want to report Yan Hao's scandal?"

"Director, this is exclusive news. Why can't it be reported? Although Yan Hao is the boss of Haotian Entertainment, he is also a public figure. That young man is called Lin Anjing, and he is a third-rate star. It's a sensation." Assistant Liu rubbed his hands together and laughed, "Also, I heard that Lin Anjing also played a role in Director Xu's upcoming movie "Love", and this one was taken on the day of the audition. .” Pointing to the photo of the two of them tugging by the side of the car, Assistant Liu glanced at Xia Chun who was frowning.

Although he knew that Xia Chun and Yan Hao were friends, if this kind of exclusive news was not published, other media might publish it first, and they would lose more than they gained.

Xia Chun nodded, but said nothing.

He was thinking about whether Yan Hao would call and get mad if he sent it out.

"You go out first, I'll make a call." Just in case, it's better for him to confirm first.

And this content has to be carefully considered, and those reporters can't be allowed to write casually. If there is something that hurts Yan Hao's interests, that man will turn his face and deny anyone.

Although Tianyu Media is considered a big company, with several newspapers and magazines under it, it is still insignificant compared to Haotian, and he doesn't want to take risks with a hundred people under him.

Yan Hao was gorging on braised pork at the dining table of Lin Anjing's house without lifting his head, and all etiquette was left behind. The oily broth mixed with rice was so delicious!And he is not too greasy, his mouth is full of oil.

Lin Anjing was holding a rice bowl at the side, looking at Yan Hao's eating from a sideways glance, thinking that maybe what Yan Hao said was right, he might have had no food before, and everything he ate was so delicious, but why did he feel so disgusted by the way he ate? So no appetite?

"Mr. Yan, your phone is ringing." The voice came from the living room, where Yan Hao's coat was on the sofa.

Yan Hao nodded, picked up a chopsticks and stuffed fried green bamboo shoots into his mouth before spitting it out, his face darkened, "It's not delicious."

Lin Anjing blinked, picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth. It was crunchy and the meat slices were tender. Why couldn't it be delicious?

"I packed the food from the private kitchen downstairs. It can't be bad."

Yan Hao's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak, just looking at him like that.

"...Aren't I afraid that you won't get used to the dishes I cook? This one is packaged, and the others are made by me." Lin Anjing quickly pointed to the other stir-fried vegetables on the table, all the leaves were wilted. Forget it, some are blackened, and the sliced ​​meat is hard fried.

Yan Hao glanced at him, picked up the stir-fried vegetables with chopsticks, then picked up one and smelled it, slowly put it into his mouth and chewed, his complexion improved, and he pointed in front of him The piece of meat fried with green bamboo shoots made a disgusted face, "Take it away, and don't let me eat this disgusting thing in the future."

The corners of Lin Anjing's mouth twitched so much that he was going insane, why is this man so unreasonable?Fearing that he would not be able to eat well, he specially packed the food and came back. Who knew he didn't appreciate it?

Seeing that the man's face was as cold as ice, Lin Anjing quickly reached out and swapped the plate in front of him with the charred scrambled eggs he made by himself.

Yan Hao snorted coldly, picked up the bowl and continued to eat.

But this time his speed slowed down, probably because he was disgusted by the mouthful of lettuce just now, and after picking up any dish, he must smell it first before putting it in his mouth, trying to eat all the dishes on the table After one time, he was satisfied and continued to eat.

The little fat boy crunched the crispy green bamboo shoots in his mouth, and looked at Yan Hao with his big eyes blinking.

"Uh... cell phone..." Seeing that the man ignored the cell phone that kept ringing, Lin Anjing could only remind him again.

If he was interrupted while eating, if Yan Hao didn't care at all before, but now it's different, let him leave the meal at this table to answer the phone?Forget it, he's busy.

"Don't worry about it." The man passed the empty bowl in his hand to Lin Anjing expressionlessly, and raised his chin, "One more bowl."

"...It's not good to eat too much at night. It will accumulate food. Eat half a bowl?" He had already eaten two big bowls, but it was still so greasy. He glanced at the empty rice bowl in his hand. After eating only four pieces of braised pork, I felt too tired, but Yan Hao still didn't have enough.

Yan Hao clicked his tongue, but nodded in agreement.

Lin Anjing heaved a sigh of relief, and got up to serve the man a meal.

The little fat boy looked at Yan Hao, and asked in a childish voice: "Uncle, are you picky about food?"

"No." He is not picky about food, he is picky about who cooks.

Cursing his mouth and rolling his eyes, the little fat boy asked him again with a smile, "Is uncle my father's cooking delicious?"

"Well, it suits the taste." He knew that the food made by Lin Anjing could not be put on the table, but for some reason, as long as he smelled the smell of the food he made, he would feel hungry and want to eat it. Very rare.

The phone rang persistently. Lin Anjing put the rice bowl in front of Yan Hao. He was really quarreled. He glanced at the man who lowered his head to eat and would never pick up his phone. He sighed and resigned to his fate and went to the living room. He took the phone out of his coat pocket.

"Answer the phone, it's making me upset. If I don't want to make chicken soup tomorrow, you won't have to drink it." Threat, absolute threat.

He can see now that this man is a foodie, and he is still a foodie who believes in the dishes he cooks.

But Lin Anjing was very satisfied seeing the man eating even the burnt eggs that he scrambled with relish.

It's not in vain that he has been busy for so long, at least this person is very face-saving.

Yan Hao frowned, gave him a cold sideways glance, but still picked up the phone and connected the call.

"Speak up if you have something to say." The voice was cold, and Xia Chun on the other end of the phone blinked, thinking that I haven't said anything yet, why am I in such a bad mood?

"It's okay to hang up."

"Don't, don't, I have something to do, something big!"

"Say it quickly." The man was very impatient, he picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling a little better.

"Where are you eating? So what, have you been hanging out with a starlet recently? My subordinates have sent me photos of the two of you several times, can I let them report it? I promise not to scribble .”

"Whatever." After saying these two words, Yan Hao threw the phone on the table beside him, picked up the bowl to eat.

Lin Anjing raised his eyes and saw that the call hadn't ended yet, but Yan Hao's mobile phone was so good that he didn't hear what the other party said even with his ears turned up.

But it is probably Yan Hao's work matter, and it has nothing to do with him, so he should stop talking too much to make people hate him.

☆、Lazy Mr. Yan

Yan Hao didn't leave in a hurry after eating.

He sat lazily on the sofa and put himself in a comfortable but unsightly pose.

Stretch your two long legs, lean your body against the back of the sofa, and make a 45-degree angle with the floor.

Lin Anjing came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and saw the man with his hands on his stomach, watching TV with half-closed eyes.

A TV series was playing on the TV, Lin Anjing blinked, and leaned over to take a closer look, did he see himself?

Trying to recall it, he suddenly realized.

This was a TV series filmed two years ago, in which he played the role of a small soldier delivering a letter, but he was silenced after appearing a few times...

He smacked his lips as he recalled his youthful spirit.

It seems that none of the characters he has played has survived to the end, but it is no wonder that he is just a small supporting role.

"Do you want to drink juice?" Seeing the man's appearance, he knew that he didn't intend to leave now, Lin Anjing turned and went back to the kitchen, took out a few oranges from the refrigerator and poked them out, "I bought oranges, do you want to drink?"

"Well, it's sweeter." Yan Hao nodded, and took the side cushion and stuffed it on the back of his waist, making it more comfortable.

"Father, I want to drink too, I want to drink dragon fruit!" The little fat boy stepped on the soft sofa and made a pitfall.

"Okay." Lin Anjing took out another dragon fruit from the refrigerator, took the juicer out of the cabinet and washed it, quickly squeezed two cups of juice, looked at the remaining dragon fruit and oranges, and mixed the two Blended and squeezed myself another glass.

"Mr. Yan, it's not good to eat too sweet at night, I didn't add too much sugar for you." Put the orange juice on the table in front of Yan Hao, and handed another cup to the little fat boy.

The little chubby boy looked left and right, and pouted dissatisfiedly, "Dad is biased, mine is a small cup."

"You're so fat and you've eaten so much." Lin Anjing glared at him, then reached out to poke his stomach.

Feeling ticklish, he hid back, and ended up leaning against Yan Hao's arm.

The little fat boy blinked, but Lin Anjing was taken aback, and hurried over to reach out to hug him back.

But Yan Hao raised his arms, took the little fat boy into his arms, nodded, and said, "Not bad."

good?

nice what?

Lin Anjing was a little puzzled for a moment.

Yan Hao tilted his head and glanced at him, pouted, "The acting is not bad."

The corner of Lin Anjing's mouth twitched, is this a compliment? Why does it sound so sarcastic.

"It's really good." Yan Hao emphasized again, but he reached out to take a sip of orange juice, and then took the remote control to tune the channel.

Lin Anjing looked at him puzzled, "Why didn't you watch it?" The man's expression was too focused just now, he thought the man liked this drama very much.

"It doesn't look good without a head and a tail, and you're already dead." Yan Hao shrugged, reached out and picked up the little fat boy by his collar, and put him on his stomach.

The little fat boy blinked and turned to look at him puzzled.

The two little hands were still holding the cup and did not spill it.

"You gave birth to this child with someone else?" Yan Hao squeezed the chubby boy's arm, turned his head to look at Lin Anjing who was stunned there, and raised his eyebrows, "Can't you tell?"

Lin Anjing blinked, thinking that the man must have checked his own information, he shook his head, "No, Mr. Yan, you should have checked my information, this child is a surrogate."

Yan Hao nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing ten o'clock, Lin Anjing had already let out several breaths one after another, and the little fat boy was lying on Yan Hao's chest and fell asleep.

But the man didn't seem to want to move, pretending he didn't see it.

Lin Anjing had no choice but to cough to get his attention, "Mr. Yan, it's getting late, why don't you go back?"

Yan Hao clicked his tongue, obviously reluctant.

"I don't like to move." He likes the feeling of nestling in one place when he's full and doesn't need to move. He hasn't eaten before, so he hasn't enjoyed it.

"...You don't want to stay here, do you? Don't be kidding me!" Lin Anjing's eyes widened, as if he was going to explode.

"No?" Yan Hao's eyes turned cold, as if if Lin Anjing dared to say no or nod, he would immediately go over and strangle him to death.

The corner of Lin Anjing's mouth twitched, and he turned and went to the bedroom resignedly.

Yan Hao blinked, not understanding what he was going to do, until he saw Lin Anjing carrying a quilt and going to another room, he raised his eyebrows.

"The guest room only has a single bed, and no one has ever lived in that room. I used it to store things. If you want to live in it, you can go to that room." Lin Anjing looked at him with a straight face. Seeing the laziness of the man, he Raising eyebrows, "You don't want to sleep on the sofa, do you?"

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded, he wanted to live on the sofa because he didn't want to move.

Lin Anjing had no choice but to take the quilt out of the guest room and put it aside, then reached out to hug the little fat boy out of his arms, "If you don't feel comfortable sleeping at night, go to sleep in the room."

Yan Hao agreed and continued watching TV.

Lin Anjing ignored him and went back to the bedroom with the chubby boy in his arms.

But there is a stranger at home, and this stranger is still the big boss. Although he is not the boss of his company, Yan Hao sleeps on the sofa in the living room...

No matter how I think about it, it feels wrong.

In the middle of the night, Lin Anjing got up to go to the toilet. Seeing that the living room was still a little bright, he opened the door and took a look.

The man was already asleep on the cushion, and the TV had returned to the original standby blue screen. He walked over lightly, picked up the thin quilt that fell on the carpet and gently covered the man, and turned off the TV switch, and then Back to the bedroom.

On the sofa, Yan Hao had been sleeping soundly, and was not woken up by Lin Anjing's actions.

……

As soon as dawn dawned, Yan Hao stretched his waist refreshed, stood up, twisted his body left and right, and sighed comfortably.

How long has he been in such a deep sleep?

Lin Anjing poked his head out of the kitchen to take a look, and pointed to the plastic bag on the table, "Mr. Yan, I bought a new toothbrush, you can wash it, there is a new towel in the bathroom."

Yan Hao nodded, took his toothbrush and went to the bathroom.

The little fat boy ran out of the bedroom, holding Lin Anjing's mobile phone, and shouted as he ran, "Dad, that sister is calling you."

Lin Anjing put the porridge bowl aside, but put the phone next to his ear, "Xiaoxiao?"

"An Jing~~~ Hurry up and turn on the TV to watch the morning entertainment broadcast!!! You are on the headlines!!!" Sun Xiaoxiao roared excitedly, and then asked carelessly: "Is Yan Hao talking to you? Together? The outside of your neighborhood is full of Yu Ji, so don't come out!"

Lin Anjing hurriedly ran to the living room to turn on the TV, and tuned to the morning entertainment channel, which was broadcasting live...

When Yan Hao came out of the bathroom, he saw Lin Anjing standing in front of the TV with a pale face, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with a sky-falling expression on his face.

He glanced at the TV and raised an eyebrow.

"The reporter of this newspaper is in Lin Anjing's community. According to reliable sources, Mr. Yan Hao, the president of Haotian Entertainment Company, spent the night at Lin Anjing's home yesterday. So far, I haven't seen any of them appear..."

The reporter Balabala on TV kept talking, and the camera shook a little, as if there were too many people being crowded.

Yan Hao went to the table and took the mobile phone, pressed the number and said a few words.

Immediately, the camera shook violently, and then the screen went black...

Lin Anjing turned to look at him, opened his mouth, not knowing how to talk to this man...

Who did he provoke? ! !

As for giving him such a big blow in the early morning! ! !

☆, the problem of eating

The switch of the TV was turned off by Yan Hao. The man glanced at Lin Anjing expressionlessly, raised his chin, "Let's go."

Lin Anjing blinked, let's go?where to go

No, not this question.

"Mr. Yan, once this news came out, my son and I's lives were completely disrupted by you. I'm afraid there will be entertainment reporters waiting outside my community for a while. This is not a high-end community, and I don't have such a good security system." Lin Anjing turned cold, walked to the window and looked down, there were really many people with cameras in ambush.

"Well, go live at my place." Yan Hao nodded, and was about to make a call with his mobile phone.

"...Wait, wait." Lin Anjing stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and the man thought it out all the time.

Yan Hao turned his face to look at him.

"I mean, you should come forward to solve it, right? Otherwise, today's chicken soup will be gone." Blinking, he spread his hands to express his helplessness.

Yan Hao frowned immediately, this was more effective than any threats.

He remembered that Lin Anjing said that today he would buy a whole chicken and cook chicken soup for him.

"I see." The man said coldly, then picked up his coat and went out.

Although they were stopped by a group of bodyguards to stop the filming, those entertainment journalists who wanted to grab the headlines did not leave. Seeing one of the male protagonists in the incident show up, their eyes turned red with excitement as if they had been slapped with chicken blood.

"Mr. Yan, please tell me why you are with Lin Anjing, are you two in love?"

"Mr. Yan, when did you start? It is said that you invested in Lin Anjing's new play, is it possible that he has been unspoken by you?"

"Mr. Yan, I am..."

"Mr. Yan..."

The buzzing sound rang in Yan Hao's ears, he frowned, and coldly glanced at the reporters who were charging forward, his handsome face was already icy cold.

Hu Li jumped out of the car and ran to Yan Hao to stop him, afraid that he would scold those reporters and write scribbles.

"I'll handle it here, boss, you go to the company first."

Yan Hao glanced at him, turned around and went back to the community.

He really wanted to smash the microphones and cameras of this group of people just now, and thanks to Hu Li who came in time, otherwise things might be really difficult.

He is also considered a half-public figure, and there are usually no scandals, otherwise this group of entertainment journalists would not be so excited.

Frowning, he vaguely remembered that Xia Chun seemed to have called him yesterday and said something to him, what was he doing at that time?

he is eating...

He took out his mobile phone to call Xia Chun, opened his mouth and cursed, "Do you want to die!"

Xia Chun shivered, raised his hand to signal the assistant who was reporting to him to silence, and smiled flatteringly, "Then what, didn't you agree to this yesterday? I just didn't expect them to be so active. When I heard that you, President Yan, When there is news, I can’t wait to rush over, why don’t I get someone to come back?”

"One hour, or you will die." Yan Hao snorted coldly, put the phone back in his pocket, and walked upstairs.

Seeing the man going back and forth, Lin Anjing blinked at him in confusion, "How is it?"

"One hour." Seeing his nervous look, Yan Hao suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Could it be that he is so reluctant to spread rumors with himself?No one else has a chance to pass it on!Still don't know how to be grateful.

Lin Anjing heaved a sigh of relief, subconsciously he believed that men could take care of these unnecessary troubles.

"Let's eat, you should go to the company too."

The man nodded, changed his shoes and entered the house.

But he still said, "You can live with me, your place is not good." The place is small, the security system is not perfect, and there is no patrol in the community at night, it really shouldn't be someone who is in the entertainment industry. The place.

"You really think of me as your nanny. I'm going to the film and television base next Wednesday. There's no need to live with you." Lin Anjing brought the porridge and put it on the table, then went to the bedroom to dress the little fat boy.

Yan Hao frowned, a little bit unhappy.

How could he have forgotten that that broken film and television city was in the suburbs, even if he had a place to live, he would have nowhere to cook.

Yan Hao is a little depressed, is he going to have no food again?

After dressing the little fat boy and washing his face, Lin Anjing, who came out of the bedroom with him in his arms, raised his eyebrows when he saw that the man was holding a bowl of porridge and didn't eat.

What do you mean, think his porridge is not tasty?

"Mr. Yan?"

Yan Hao turned to look at him, frowning, "Change your name."

Lin Anjing blinked, not understanding what the man meant.

Change your name?What's the name?

Opening his mouth, he tentatively asked, "Yan Hao?"

Yan Hao nodded, feeling more comfortable than Mr. Yan just said.

Then turn around and eat.

Lin Anjing saw that he was a little speechless. Just because of this, he didn't eat because of this. Isn't it just a title, why can't it be called.

The little chubby boy lay on Lin Anjing's shoulder in a daze, saw the boiled eggs in Yan Hao's porridge bowl, and pouted, "Daddy, I also want to eat eggs to supplement protein."

"Yeah, you have a share too. I'll go to the market with my dad to buy vegetables later. Taking you to those aunts will save a lot of money." Holding the chubby boy's fleshy face and shaking it, Lin Anjing went with a smile Serve him porridge.

Yan Hao blinked and looked up at the little fat boy.

The little fat boy tilted his head to look at him, and had to admit that this man was really handsome, at least more handsome than his father.

"Uncle, what do you want to ask me?"

"Your father is going to make a movie, what do you do?" Yan Hao had unknowingly equated the little fat boy with himself. Both of them need Lin Anjing to feed them. If no one cooks, they will be very upset. Pitiful.

The little fat boy blinked, and his face changed instantly.

That's right, he didn't even think about this problem. If Dad is going to make a movie, he can't follow him.

The little fat boy trembled, he didn't want to accept punishment!Delay in releasing the task will be played to death by the main system!

"Dad~~~~~~" He opened his mouth with a trembling voice, and the chubby boy's eyes were almost red, "Dad~~~~~~"

Lin Anjing ran out with the porridge bowl in his hand, and looked at him puzzled, "What are you doing, what's wrong?"

"Father, what should I do when you go to the film and television city to shoot a movie? Then what should I do?" The little fat boy squinted his eyes, "I will be punished."

Yan Hao looked up at the father and son, punishment?What punishment?

Lin Anjing glanced at Yan Hao with a dry smile, then glared at the little fat boy—don't talk nonsense!

The little fat boy pouted aggrievedly, innocently.

Lin Anjing hugged him and sat down, looked at him with a wry smile, "I'm only going for half a month, but I'll ask the nanny to take care of you."

"No!" The little fat boy flatly refused.

Looking helplessly at the chubby boy with a stern face, Lin Anjing didn't know what to say.

This is really a serious problem.

Yan Hao rolled his eyes, glanced at the little fat boy, then at Lin Anjing, and made a final decision.

"I have a villa in City Y. When the time comes, the car will pick me up and drop it off, and I will cook for the two of us back home. That's it. I'll come over to drink chicken soup at night, and don't forget to deliver food at noon." After speaking, she wiped her mouth and stood up. , Put on your coat and leave.

Lin Anjing was dumbfounded, what's going on?Isn't this letting those people look at themselves with colored eyes! !Isn't this asking for trouble for yourself! !

☆, Lin Anjing is very helpless

After the man left, Lin Anjing turned his head to look at the little fat boy sitting on his lap with two chubby legs dangling and eating porridge bite by bite, and stared, "Lin Mengmeng! What did you two just say!"

Don't think that he can't guess without hearing it, it must be some kind of agreement reached by the freshman and junior, Yan Hao would say that to himself.

"I didn't say anything. Uncle Yan just asked my father what I would do if he went to the film and television city to make a movie. Then he said that he could live with him in City Y, and my father went back to cook." Blinking his big eyes, Looking up at Lin Anjing, the chubby boy moved his buttocks, "Dad, I have a mission."

"... again? Are you sure it's really a mission?" Lin Anjing suspected that his son's being too smart would bring him unnecessary trouble, such as just now.

"Of course it's true! I can't delay the release of the task, and if I release the task privately, the main system will punish me!" The little fat boy pouted unhappily, and his father actually doubted him.

"Okay, okay, I said something wrong, what's the mission." Lin Anjing sighed, and put him on a chair beside him. "Speak, I'm listening."

"Because Dad didn't complete the mission last time, the main system released the mission of kissing with additional conditions again, but the mission content is blank." The little fat boy spread his hands and shrugged his small shoulders. The mission said that he was going to the Film and Television City in City Y. It will be officially released and will take one month to complete. After finishing speaking, he stretched out his little hand to pull Lin Anjing's hand, and acted like a baby in a childish voice, "Dad, I'm going as well, so you can't refuse. "

After Lin Anjing was stopped by the little fat boy, a virtual screen was displayed in front of his eyes, and it was clearly marked as completed, unfinished, released, and unreleased. He raised his eyebrows and let go of the little fat boy. The image of the hand disappears instantly.

"Father?" The little fat boy raised his arms and waved in front of his eyes, "Father!"

"Ah?" Lin Anjing turned around to look at him, and sighed, "Go, go, anyway, it's a movie invested by Yan Hao, and the news just now may have been read by many people, so I'm still afraid that others will gossip. Hurry up and eat, go to the market after dinner, and have to wait on that uncle!"

The little fat boy pursed his lips and laughed, why didn't he think it was bad to have a backer?If others want to rely on it, they may not be able to rely on it!

Lin Anjing pinched his face and shook his head helplessly.

This little thing is so smart that he couldn't resist being so smart.

After breakfast, the father and son got dressed and went to the market, but when Lin Anjing drove the car out of the community, he saw a few people who looked like paparazzi poking around outside the community, but he didn't bother to care about it, everything happened Well, what he said is just superfluous.

……

In Haotian Entertainment's president's office, Yan Hao propped his chin with one hand, looking expressionlessly at Xia Chun who was sitting across from him, and his assistant standing beside Xia Chun. Burned with anger.

Lin Anjing sent him a text message just now, telling him that there are still paparazzi in the community.

Xia Chun looked at him with a dry smile, swallowed his saliva, "Then what, I've already explained it, can you stop being so scary."

Yan Hao's eyeballs moved, but his body didn't move. He opened his mouth and replied dryly, "Go to hell."

Hu Li held back his laughter, but he could understand his boss's frustration at the moment.

After finally being able to eat a satisfying meal, not being hungry, and being able to sleep comfortably, it was all ruined and complained all over.

"Don't, you know, the funds for that project can't be stopped, it's not enough for you to let me sell myself like this, President Yan, Boss Yan, Mr. Yan, I beg you, don't be as knowledgeable as me, okay?" Well, I was wrong, and I promise there will be no next time." Xia Chun didn't care if the two assistants saw his ugly appearance, and almost rolled on the table to beg for sympathy.

"Don't leave your saliva on my desk, it's disgusting." Yan Hao looked at him with disgust, and sat up straight.

"I don't. I'm so clean. I take a bath once a day." Xia Chun grinned at him, that flattery.

Yan Hao snorted coldly, several of them have invested in other industries, but Yan Hao is the big head, and the others are small heads.

"I beg you, if the few of them know that you withdrew your capital because of my problem, they will definitely beat me up, hey, you can just take pity on me, okay? It's nothing to say, isn't it just you Spend the night at the little star's house, it will be fine." Xia Chun stretched out his hand to grab Yan Hao's arm, but unfortunately the desk is too wide, he has to lie on the table, but this action is really unsightly, after thinking about it Think about it or forget it.

Yan Hao raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.

The meaning is obvious, let me let you go this time, and play you to death next time!

Xia Chun was almost grateful for Dade's thank you.

Xia Chun's assistant wiped his face from the side. If it wasn't for his suggestion, his boss wouldn't have to be so embarrassing. He thought they were friends at first, but he didn't expect Mr. Yan to have such a relationship with his boss. He wouldn't have known about it. Anything you shouldn't know should be silenced.

Hu Li didn't respond, he had been with Yan Hao for a long time, and he was very clear about some things about Yan Hao.

"Boss, it's getting late, you still have a meeting." Hu Li reminded in a low voice.

Xia Chun turned to look at Hu Li and glared at him.

I still have something to say to Yan Hao!This is blatantly driving people away, it's too embarrassing for yourself!

Hu Li smiled and nodded to Xia Chun, and raised his hand to signal, "I'll take Mr. Xia out."

"Wait a minute! Both of you go out, I have something to say to Mr. Yan."

Yan Hao looked at him with raised eyebrows, then nodded to Hu Li to signal him to go to the meeting room first.

After the two went out, Xia Chun looked at Yan Hao with a smile, and asked, "What's the matter with you two, Lin Anjing? Do you really have an affair?"

Yan Hao didn't bother to explain, he just said: "He cooks good food."

Xia Chun blinked and suddenly realized.

He also knows about Yan Hao's problem. After knowing him for so many years, he still understands his picky personality, but Lin Anjing can cook?

He raised his face and scratched his chin, but he really didn't have any impression, mainly because this little star was too unknown, he didn't even know there was such a person before.

"Then you really stayed at his house yesterday?" Xia Chun shook his head, "I was surprised when I saw the entertainment news this morning."

He said he was surprised, but the expression on his face was a little gloating.

Yan Hao has never spent the night outside, how rare.

"You can go now." The man stood up and took the file bag beside him, and went out the door without paying attention to him.

Xia Chun curled his lips, although he will not report the news about Yan Hao, it doesn't matter if he draws attention to that little star, right?Hey, it's definitely okay.

☆, Mr. Lin who delivered food again

The little fat boy lay on Lin Anjing's lap, moaning and refusing to let him go.

Lin Anjing was holding two thermos buckets in his hands, and looked down at the fat kid who was cheating. For a while, he really couldn't do anything about him.

"Little friend Lin Mengmeng, Dad is going to deliver meals to the big boss. Don't you want to see Dad being scolded if you don't let Dad go?" He moved his legs, but the little fat boy hugged him too tightly. He lifts up.

He was so scared that he stood up quickly and put the thermos