[Entertainment] I am at ease

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a while, there was a coughing sound over there, Fang Tezhu said: "Ahem, the chairman just left. Regarding this matter, you can handle it, after all, you are professionals."

"Uh... then... let's deal with it?" the manager of the public relations department suggested.

Special Assistant Fang finalized: "Well, that's it, thank you for your hard work."

I hung up the phone and went to my own business.

Liao Heng asked weakly: "Then... I also died?"

Shen Yue warned: "Stay at home honestly, do you hear me? Before the company notifies you, please give me peace of mind!"

Liao Heng repeatedly agreed: "Yes yes yes! Definitely!"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"What's this called..." The planner who was temporarily brought in to assist sighed, "The bloody show of the year!"

Shen Yue helped the forehead: "I said buddy, can you deal with the business first?"

"Ahem, right away!" the planner said seriously, "Find out relevant hot posts on various forums and websites, look up old news, and check Zheng Yanhua's current situation by the way! And over there..."

Seeing that they were all busy, Shen Yue couldn't just sit still, so he picked up the phone and went to chat with a familiar reporter.

Liao Heng was delayed by this incident, his mood, which was immersed in the sweetness of love, suddenly became depressed, and he didn't bother to eat dinner, so he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, listening to the background sound on the TV in a daze.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

Knowing that this is a sensitive period, Liao Heng walked lightly to the door, looked out from the peephole, and saw Rong Mo.He froze for a moment and opened the door: "Why are you here?"

Rong Mo was only wearing a suit, not even a jacket, and felt chilly all over.Liao Heng hurriedly pulled him in, frowned and said, "Why don't you put on a coat? Is it cold outside?"

Rong Mo took off his shoes, raised his arms and hugged him, the chill hit him instantly, Liao Heng shook, and asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Rong Mo didn't speak, just hugged him with his eyes closed.

So Liao Heng also shut his mouth, hesitated for a moment, then raised his arms to hug him back, his hands were cold, it is estimated that Rong Mo rushed here immediately after hearing what he said, without even having time to change his clothes.He lowered his head and touched Rong Mo's hair unconsciously. It was really awkward for him to do this soothing gesture to Rong Mo.

Rong Mo let go, stood up straight, and asked him, "I'm in a bad mood, sorry."

"In a bad mood?" Liao Heng was a little confused, "Why are you in a bad mood?"

"Because of jealousy." Rong Mo looked at him calmly, with no concealment of possessiveness in his eyes, "I'm jealous of the memory and dependence you have with another woman, and jealous of your ten years."

"There's nothing to be jealous about..." Liao Heng laughed, "We're not lovers."

"But you have had each other's ten years." When Rong Mo said this, his eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness. Liao Heng had never seen him show such emotions, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Rong Mo realized his gaffe, covered his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sorry for letting you see me like this."

"It's okay..." Liao Heng paused, and turned his head a little shyly, "It's pretty good."

"Huh?" Rong Mo put down his hands and looked at him, with a bright smile in his eyes, "Do you like to see me jealous?"

"Ahem." Liao Hang coughed twice, turned and walked in, "I'll get you a cup of hot tea."

Rong Mo followed behind him, jokingly said, "Is there tea at home?"

"..." Liao Heng took out a bottle of iced black tea from the refrigerator and said calmly, "Yes."

Rong Mo laughed: "Just give me a glass of boiled water."

"Oh." Liao Heng turned to pour water, "You go to the living room and wait for me."

"I want to look at you."

Liao Heng smiled, but said nothing.

After pouring the water, the two went to the living room together, the TV was still on, and the people on the talent show were wiping their tears and talking about their poor life experience and beautiful dreams.

Liao Heng handed him the water, sat down, and watched the judges on TV who were so touched that they burst into tears, and suddenly said, "I don't really like participating in TV shows, whether it's to be a judge or a guest."

"Well, I heard." Rong Mo nodded without asking further questions.

Liao Heng didn't look at him, and continued: "I feel uncomfortable talking about my past with others. Hmm..." He tried his best to organize his words, trying to express clearly, "Um...that's...I think It’s useless to say these things. Painful memories will be more sad when spoken out, and happy memories may not be so happy when spoken out...Moreover, others have no experience, so there is no way to understand... Painful memories may not be so much When you are miserable and happy, it doesn’t necessarily mean that you have encountered such a happy thing.”

Rong Mo didn't respond, this was the first time Liao Heng said these words in front of him, he didn't want to spoil Liao Heng's mood at the moment.

"Shen Yue said that I am a person who is unwilling to share my secrets with others." Liao Heng paused, "I think he is right."

Rong Mo held his hand and asked, "He thinks you are not suitable for the entertainment industry?"

"No, he thinks I'm born to be an actor in the entertainment industry." Liao Heng blinked playfully, "I have to say, he has a good eye."

Rong Mo couldn't help but laugh, this person is really... one second he was still playing melancholy, and the next second he started to be funny again.

"I'm serious." Liao Heng said seriously, "The ones who can make it to the end in the entertainment industry are usually those with real skills like me! I'm very good, the actor... um!"

Rong Mo bit his lower lip, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with the actor?"

Liao Heng blushed and coughed: "The film king is not famous for nothing."

"Why do I think your acting skills are a bit poor?" Rong Mo looked into his eyes with a smile, wrapped his hands around his fingers, "In front of me, everything you think in your heart is expressed on your face."

"That's because..." Liao Heng stopped after speaking half a sentence.

"Because of what?"

Liao Heng tilted his head and hummed in a low voice: "Because you are the boss..."

"Shouldn't you pretend to be in front of the boss?" Rong Mo touched his chin, leaned over to kiss him, "Why are you so stupid from the beginning?"

"Who is stupid?!" Liao Heng refused to accept it!

Rong Mo raised his eyebrows: "Who is goingssip about the boss's family behind the cemetery?"

"..." Liao Heng laughed dryly, "Isn't that... curious! Speaking of which, what happened to you and that female celebrity? Are you really together?"

Rong Mo pinched his face: "I don't know."

Liao Hang bared his teeth and slapped his hand away, cutting it, obviously not believing it.

Rong Mo didn't bother to explain, held his hand and chatted casually: "Why did you take a different part-time job when you were in college?"

"It's boring." Liao Heng simply turned off the TV, sat side by side with him, and talked about his working experience at the time, "I have been running cram schools for people since high school, and I have done the same thing for many years. It's annoying. But for a student, tutoring is one of the ways to earn the most money. In order to make a living, I have to keep doing it. But when it comes to winter and summer vacations, doing the same thing will make me feel bored and irritable , so just do something else."

"Then do you plan ahead what to do?"

"No, just walk on the road. When you see someone recruiting, go in and ask. If the boss wants someone, I will go to work immediately." Liao Heng rubbed his chin proudly, "I think it's the first time they see me Just let me go to work, it must be because I look so handsome!"

Rong Mo listened to him with a smile, didn't deny it, and even agreed with him in a good mood: "Well, he's quite handsome."

"Really?" Liao Heng squinted his eyes and continued, "But these jobs are not well paid, and they are also very hard."

Rong Mo listened and asked him: "What have you done?"

"That's a lot. I have worked as a waiter, a food delivery person, a shampoo boy, a courier, a gatekeeper, a scrubber..." Liao Heng counted them one by one, and he enjoyed himself while counting, " I've really done a lot of jobs... and I've got a lot of experience!"

Rong Mo didn't show any distressed or sympathetic expressions because of the occupations he mentioned, but instead asked, "Which job do you like the most?"

"Hmm... shampoo boy!" Liao Heng laughed, "Because I have to chat with customers, I heard a lot of interesting things, learned several local dialects, and the hairdresser secretly taught me to cut a few hairstyles. In the hair salon The colleagues and customers who came to have their hair cut were very interesting, and I was happier during that time."

"Then why didn't you continue to do it?"

"Because the next holiday will pass by another restaurant that is recruiting people!" Liao Heng shook his head and sighed, "This is life!"

Rong Mo didn't speak, but quietly leaned against him, listening.

Liao Heng turned his head and asked him, "Do you think I'm very restless?"

"No." Rong Mo smiled, "You are not such a person."

"Huh?" Liao Heng was curious, "How can you see that?"

"You are very kind." Rong Mo showed a compliment, and added, "You are also very nerdy."

"..." Liao Heng was depressed, "What happened to the house?"

"It's nothing, it's fine." Rong Mo hugged him, "It matches me well."

"..." Liao Heng black line, "Where to match?"

Rong Mo took it for granted, "They're all quite nerdy."

"..." Liao Heng looked at him suspiciously, "Where do you live?"

Rong Mo smiled and said, "Actually, when I'm not working, I spend most of my time at home. You'll know later."

"Oh." Liao Heng nodded.

Rong Mo stood up: "Is there any food at home? Shall I cook for you?"

"Yes, I haven't touched so many things you sent people." Liao Heng chased after him a few steps, "Wait! Chairman, you want to cook for me?!"

Rong Mo turned around and joked, "Otherwise, why don't you do it?"

"..." Liao Heng thought of his cooking skills that could only be used as a breakfast to bluff people, touched his nose, and said awkwardly, "You should do it."

Rong Mo took off the suit jacket and handed it to him, and said casually, "Come in and help me, didn't you work as a part-time worker in a restaurant?"

"No problem! It's no problem to leave it to me to wash the vegetables and dishes!"

The two big men nestled in the kitchen like this, one was washing vegetables and the other was chopping vegetables. Rong Mo looked at the soup that had been simmering on the stove for several hours, lifted the lid to taste it, and frowned: "Did you put any salt?"

"It seems that I didn't put it in..." Liao Heng took a careful look at the pot. Fortunately, the soup didn't boil dry. "The recipe says to add it last."

"It won't taste good if you add it at the end." Rong Mo put a little salt in the soup and continued to chop vegetables.