Feng Mang

"Split your legs and let me touch them..." Wang Zhongding asked harshly in Han Dong's ear.

Han Dong intentionally split his legs too wide, and stretched one foot directly to Wang Zhongding's face to tease him.

In normal times, Han Dong's stinky foot would be forgotten, but today it was grabbed by Wang Zhongding, playing with it tenderly in his mouth.

Han Dong's blood pressure soared, and he immediately hugged Wang Zhongding and started working.

I don't know how long this lingering lasted. In the end, he had entered a state of extreme ecstasy. Wang Zhongding said a lot of obscene words that were difficult to hear, venting out the depression, pain, distress and deep love for Han Dong these days.

After feeling refreshed, Han Dong fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, he woke up in a daze, and the first thing he saw were two pity eyes.

Han Dong put his hand on Wang Zhongding's cheek, and asked lazily, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Wang Zhongding clasped his hands and replied calmly: "Look at you."

Han Dong hooked the corners of his lips, and just as he was about to continue sleeping, he felt a heavy object pressing on him.

"I said, just look at it, why are you still using your hands..." Han Dong smiled.

Wang Zhongding didn't explain, and kissed him again.

When Han Dong woke up the next morning, he was dumbfounded when he looked in the mirror.

From top to bottom, from head to toe, there is no place without hickeys.

"I'm going...how can I cover this..."

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhongding said next to him, "Why cover it?"

"Aren't you afraid of people talking gossip?"

Wang Zhongding replied indifferently: "If you want to speak, let them speak."

Looking at Wang Zhongding's indifferent appearance, Han Dong wondered why he suddenly became so crazy?

……

Because Han Dong didn't shoot the blockbuster as scheduled, the advertisers had very strong opinions. Shen Chuhua ran away many times, and their attitudes were very tough.

"We will choose more sincere artists to cooperate with, please come back.

Shen Chuhua didn't give up, "You can't just consider sincerity, you also have to consider the shooting effect, after all, it's about product promotion."

The advertiser sneered, "Effect? ​​Where is your effect? ​​I haven't even seen a black and white photo yet."

"Give us a little time, and we will definitely deliver the most perfect finished product."

"Hehe...you can talk about it after you shoot."

When Shen Chuhua contacted the photography team over there, she hit a snag again and again.

"Let me tell you, no big name has ever dared to let us go. Your actor is the number one. Go back, we can't afford to serve him."

Shen Chuhua hurriedly explained, "He was really in a hurry that day."

"Can't we notify in advance if there is an urgent matter? Do you know how much we people and these machines cost per minute? Tens of thousands!"

"We can compensate you for your loss."

"You can afford my loss, can you afford the loss of face?"

"Can we apologize to you?"

"Don't tell me, we can't afford it. Isn't your film star a tough backstage? Just let that good friend throw a gold watch, why can't the photography team come?"

Shen Chuhua was in a hurry, "But the advertiser named your company to shoot."

"Ouch, that would be an honor, but we don't have the time."

Just as Shen Chuhua was about to say more, a familiar voice came from the door of the studio.

"Mr. Zhang, are you busy?"

Shen Chuhua turned her head and saw Feng Muzhi walking in with his signature smile, followed by Li Shang.

The person in charge surnamed Zhang immediately changed his attitude and asked politely: "Sister Feng, why are you here when you are free?"

"I'm an artist who wants to shoot a blockbuster commercial. I want to ask if you guys have time recently."

Person in charge Zhang frowned and thought for a while, "Let me look at Squeeze."

Shen Chuhua exploded when she heard this, "Why can't you squeeze us?"

"You want to shoot too? What are you shooting?" Feng Muzhi asked.

After Shen Chuhua finished speaking, Feng Muzhi instantly showed an incomprehensible expression.

"Did you make a mistake? Didn't the advertisement be handed over to Li Tianbang? Didn't the advertiser tell you?"

Just as Shen Chuhua was about to speak, Manager Zhang lost his temper.

"What time is it wasting with me to change people? Playing with people is fun, isn't it?"

"not me……"

"Please get out, please."

……

Shen Chuhua finally turned around helplessly.

Person in charge Zhang chattered endlessly in the back, "It's okay to send a small assistant to make trouble, but also sent such an ugly one, who doesn't take us seriously. Don't say that the aptitude of the Li Tian Gang is so good, it's just a few times worse than him. We can all shoot to the same standard.”

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Feng Muzhi persuaded.

Manager Zhang shut up.

When Xiaoliang saw Shen Chuhua coming out with a sullen face, she knew it was a mess.

"How about... Tell Mr. Wang?"

Shen Chuhua looked hesitant, "It was Han Dong's fault in the first place, and it is reasonable for Li Shang to replace him. Mr. Wang is so reasonable and fair, so he will definitely not help. If he really does this, what do other people in the company think? Feng Muzhi's spitting stars alone can crush him to death, you have to know that President Wang values ​​word of mouth the most."

Xiaoliang made sense after thinking about it, "Maybe Han Dong will have to be scolded in the end."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhongding called.

Shen Chuhua's hands trembled.

"It's over, Mr. Wang must know about this. Before he left, he told me to take care of Han Dong..."

Xiao Liang urged her, "Hurry up and pick it up, if you're a second late, Mr. Wang will kill you even more."

Shen Chuhua quickly picked up the phone.

"Hello... President Wang."

Wang Zhongding said simply and clearly, "Come to my office." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Shen Chuhua put down her phone with a sad face.

Xiao Liang patted her, "I wish you peace."

Before Shen Chuhua left, she called Han Dong, told him about the matter, and begged, "Boss, you have to come and save me."

Han Dong said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of him."

My face turns purple when I put down the phone, what should I do?How to explain it then?To your son to participate in the sports meeting?And how many people did they run from the bottom?It's no wonder Wang Zhongding is not angry to death.

But all the big words have been released, wouldn't it be too embarrassing to regret it now?

In the end, Han Dong bit the bullet and went.

It's just that when they arrived at the door of Wang Zhongding's office, they found that Feng Muzhi was also coming, so he hesitated for a moment, planning to check the situation first.

Shen Chuhua was explaining various things to Wang Zhongding at this time.

"Mr. Wang, I really persuaded him at the time, but he insisted on leaving, and I couldn't stop him..."

"Stop." Wang Zhongding asked directly, "What did the photography company say?"

"They don't want to take pictures anymore after they say anything." Shen Chuhua didn't even dare to look at Wang Zhongding again.

At this time Feng Muzhi pushed the door open again and came in.

Shen Chuhua silently muttered in her heart that it was over.

Wang Zhongding picked up the phone directly and called the person in charge at the Zhongdingshi base.

"Director Li? How is Studio 8 doing?"

Feng Muzhi's expression changed instantly upon hearing Studio 8. She had heard that Studio 8 was going to be the most luxurious studio in Asia, a warehouse base several floors high!There are tens of millions of lights alone, and an ordinary lamp head costs [-] to [-]. Without the top level, it is impossible to control it.

Is he going to make an exception for Han Dong to go there to shoot?He shouldn't do that, right?Feng Muzhi thought.

"The interior decoration is basically completed, and all the photographic equipment is in place. It will be listed for business after a while." The person in charge said.

Wang Zhongding replied: "No need."

"what?"

"There's no need to open the business anymore, just make it Han Dong's exclusive studio."

Feng Muzhi's face turned pale instantly.

Wang Zhongding continued to say in a peaceful tone: "In addition, when shooting, large-scale continuous lighting of film lights is required, and real film film cameras are used for shooting. The director, assistant director, field manager, lighting engineer, sound recorder, and cameraman are all indispensable. Everything needs to be of first-class international standards, with special plane transfers.”

"Ok, I see."

When Wang Zhongding put down his phone, Shen Chuhua was dumbfounded.

Feng Muzhi had an expression of astonishment.

"Mr. Wang..."

Wang Zhongding glanced at her, "Is there something wrong?"

Feng Muzhi managed to stabilize his mood, and handed Li Shang's sketches to Wang Zhongding.

"I think you should be responsible for the fruits of my labor and Li Shang's."

Wang Zhongding spread his hands, "No problem, we let advertisers choose."

Feng Muzhi was completely speechless.

Shen Chuhua was more stimulated than Feng Muzhi, and she felt dizzy when she walked out.

Han Dong didn't hear clearly outside. When he saw Shen Chuhua coming out, he hurriedly asked, "What did he say?"

Shen Chuhua grabbed Han Dong's hand and tears filled her eyes.

"You may really become a god."

Han Dong, "..."