Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Zhuo opened his ears, tilted his face with difficulty, took a picture of the trace with his mobile phone, then enlarged the picture and observed it carefully.

No matter the shape or the color, the trace has the ability to confuse people's hearts. It is as big as the pulp of the index finger, and the aunt is red. It doesn't look like a bug bite or a human bite.

He is someone who has experienced it, and he firmly believes that there is no trace of such a subtle sip with his mouth.

"Brother Ah San, do you know how this came about?"

"I don't know." 233 was puzzled, "I was suddenly offline."

Fang Zhuo put away his phone, nervously, "Are you okay?"

In his impression, a system abnormality means that they are going to be unlucky.

233 said relaxedly, "It's okay, I'm fine now, and I can directly enter the network of this world, and play games with people."

...Another addicted to online games.

Fang Zhuo, "You have a bunch of codes, go to another pair of codes to play, is it interesting?"

233 flattered, "You don't understand that kind of passion."

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to rub his forehead, "I have something to trouble you."

Before he said what it was, a light screen popped up in front of his eyes, densely packed with words and pictures, it made people dizzy to see, it was the instruction manual of the king of the refrigerator.

In Ah San's heart, he must be more important than games.

Fang Zhuo resisted the emotion in his heart, put his mobile phone back into his pocket, and went to the locker room to change into his work clothes.

Because it was the scorching heat, the sales of air conditioners and refrigerators were peak seasons, and the delivery and installation work in the afternoon was tightly scheduled. Fang Zhuo was hanging on a safety rope, and after being a Spider-Man for a dozen times, he finally made it to the end of get off work.

At six o'clock, the phone rang.

David yelled at the other end, telling him to be punctual, and then hung up the phone.

Fang Zhuo pinched the phone in embarrassment, feeling quite entangled in his heart.

One side is career, the other side is love, neither of which is reluctant to let go, so both hands must be grasped together.

He took out his business card and poked eleven times on the phone screen.

The phone rang three times and was connected.

There should be a meeting at the other end. In addition to the man's breathing in the receiver, there are also voices from farther away.

Gu Chen tapped his finger on the desk, signaling the project leader to suspend the report first, got up and left the office.

"get off work?"

The person at the other end hummed in a low voice, "I'm going to the film and television city right away. After I'm done, I'll go there by myself."

Gu Chen didn't say yes, he didn't say no, he strode into the safe passage, supported the wall with one hand, and was trying to restrain himself.

The other party just hummed unintentionally, and he almost hardened.

No matter how much he has experienced, at any time, he has no way to resist this person.

Seeing that there was no sound, Fang Zhuo fed several times in a row in doubt, "Mr. Gu, are you still there?"

"En." The voice in the receiver was low and hoarse, "I happen to have a meeting, and I will pick you up at the film and television city later."

Fang Zhuo did not refuse at all, "Then trouble Mr. Gu."

Gu Chen hung up the phone, stood in the safe passage for a long time before finally calming down, then took out another mobile phone and turned it on, a line of data was displayed on the screen.

Flicking the line of words with his thumb, he chuckled with dim eyes, "little liar."

All the subordinates in the conference room looked away, stretching their necks longer than each other, and their hearts were full of doubts.

This company is considered a family business, but apart from the big boss Gu Chen, there is no other person surnamed Gu, and it is said that they are all gone.

Within the group, Gu Chen has the absolute controlling stake, and the other shareholders are scumbags, and they are very sensible.

Some people have the ability to make the company more brilliant, and shareholders can just sit and pay dividends. There is no need to fight for a little right to speak like some companies do. Don’t offend people, and if the company collapses, it will be your own loss.

Because of their thoughts, Gu Chen was relieved a lot. When he was abroad, he was commanding by remote control, and everyone followed the baton around.

And this year after returning to China, the employees finally saw the desperate efforts of the big boss.

In the 24 hours, at least twelve hours are spent on business and entertainment, and occasionally even sleep directly in the rest room of the office.

He never arrives late or leaves early, and is always the last one to go. He supervises all projects and attends any meeting in person.

Rather than a person full of desires, he is more like a perpetual money-making machine.

Today, the money-making machine suddenly stopped, and the meeting was interrupted for half an hour.

This is so abnormal.

Everyone watched their noses and noses, and their noses watched their hearts, but their fingers passed messages to each other uncontrollably.

Fang Zhuo didn't know the turmoil caused by his phone call, so he quickly changed his clothes and took a taxi to the film and television city.

As soon as David saw someone, he jumped up and waved his hands and shouted, "This way—"

Fang Zhuo ran over, his eyes sparkling, "Has it already started?"

David handed him a bottle of water to let him catch his breath, "Not yet, there is a male lead who was not present, and the director is losing his temper."

Fang Zhuo nodded, raised his head and drank a few mouthfuls, the hot feeling seemed to go down a bit.

David took him around in the film and television city, and came to a shooting location. The filming was a costume drama, and the next scene was a battle on the battlefield.

After about half an hour, the second male came late.

Fang Zhuo was covered with a large and heavy armor, and a blood bag was stuffed in his mouth.

David carefully explained to him when to let out a scream of "ah", how to bite through the blood bag, and then widen his eyes unwillingly, and collapsed realistically.

A man wearing a peaked cap suddenly ran over in front of him, "The filming has started, everyone takes their positions."

Together with David, Fang Zhuo was pushed by other group members, entered the battlefield, and began to wield knives and guns in a pretentious manner.

Different from their embarrassing looks, the leading actors have exquisite makeup, even with injuries, they are also handsome in a different way.

Hey, there are still some messing around.

Fang Zhuo withdrew his eyes and raised his hand to block the big knife coming from the opposite side, but he didn't have time to avoid the sword stabbing at the side.

"Ah." His whole body was shaken, and he fell down with regret.

The filming of this scene went smoothly. With the sound of the director's card, everyone stopped at the same time.

When Fang Zhuo just fell down, he didn't adjust his posture properly, his butt blossomed, and now it's numb and painful.

David ran over and pulled him up from the ground. Seeing his buddy's facial features wrinkled into a pile, he chuckled, "Did your butt hurt from falling?"

Fang Zhuo nodded with a bitter face, "It's probably green."

David is a straight man in the universe, and he doesn't have so many taboos, so he raised his hand to rub him.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly shouted, "Don't, I'll rub it myself."

Just kidding, his ass is no ordinary ass, there is a flower hidden in it.No one is allowed to touch him except himself and her husband.

David snorted, "I'm not curious."

After speaking, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, and met the man not far away.

The man was wearing a black suit with dark stripes, with his hands in his pockets, standing tall and straight.

The eyes are very distinctive, and the pupil color is lighter than ordinary people. When he is staring at him, it makes people feel a strong sense of oppression.

With lingering fear in his heart, David looked away, tapped his elbow to burn it, and raised his chin, "Who is that man, he has been staring at you."

Fang Zhuo followed his line of sight, what the fuck, it's not dazzled, it turned out to be a boss.

The boss has turned his head at this time and is talking to the director of the crew.

The director's demeanor was mediocre, while the assistant director's expression was very dog-legged, and his face was about to burst into laughter.

After several dinner invitations to no avail, he shut up and stood aside resentfully, guessing the purpose of Gu Chen's visit today.

As an investor, it was the first time for Gu Chen to visit the filming site in person. Judging from the attitude of the other party, it was obviously not an inspection, but a bit like a visit to the set.

The assistant director glanced around the scene where people were coming and going, trying to find the person being interviewed.

Although several leading actors were looking this way, no one dared to step forward.

The assistant director understood the reason in his heart. It was widely rumored in the circle that Gu Chen had a weird temper, moody, and whoever provoked him would die.

Don't fail to curry favor with someone at that time, but offend the other party and ruin your career as an actor, the loss outweighs the gain.

At this moment, Gu Chen suddenly said, "I'll turn around by myself, you don't have to worry about me."

The assistant director had no choice but to leave in despair, and when he looked back, the father of the gold master had already passed through the crowd, walked to the center, and stopped in front of a small group of performers.

Xiaoqun's face was dusty, with a wig sticking to his face, and he couldn't tell who it was for the time being.

Seeing the target all of a sudden, Fang Zhuo felt a little deer in his heart, guilty, scared, nervous, and a little bit happy.

"Mr. Gu." He opened his bloody mouth, grinning at the corner of his mouth, like a ghost in a horror movie who just drank blood and devoured flesh.

At that moment, a bloody and cruel picture flashed in Gu Chen's mind, overlapping with Fang Zhuo's blood-stained face, constantly stimulating his nerves.

He closed his eyes, put his fingers on his chest and grasped it tightly, with suppressed pain in his expression, "Go and rinse your mouth."

Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, touched the corner of his mouth, and looked at the blood on his fingers, this thing is quite realistic, going out for a few jumps will surely scare people half to death.

I'm afraid the big brother has a heart attack from being frightened.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back." He left the words and rushed into the distant bathroom.

Just as he turned on the water and bent over, he heard footsteps behind him.

The black shadow extended to the feet, and one could guess who it was without looking up.

Fang Zhuo took the time to look back, and the man had returned to normal.

He picked up the water and drank it into his mouth, rinsed it a few times and spit it out again.

After repeated several times, he washed his face, straightened up and looked towards his left hand, "Mr. Gu is coming to the bathroom?"

Gu Chen approached, "Open your mouth and let me see."

Fang Zhuo took a step forward, raised his face, and opened his mouth, "Ah."

Gu Chen pinched his cheeks with familiar movements, and swung them from side to side. The inside was clean, only the red inner wall of the mouth and white teeth.

Fang Zhuo frowned and reminded the other party, "Mr. Gu."

With a movement of the pink tongue, the man's gaze suddenly dimmed.

A good bathroom, the atmosphere began to be weird.

"What are you doing, why don't you come out?" David waited for a long time, afraid that something might happen to Fang Zhuo and rushing in, only to see two men, one tall and one short, facing each other.

One of them was still in a strong posture, pinching the other's chin.

David glared at Fang Zhuo, what's the matter?

Fang Zhuo's eyeballs rolled left and right, I know what a fart.

David continued to stare, what to do next?

Fang Zhuo tried to open his eyes wide, you go.

David turned his back and waved his hands, pretending to be a gust of wind and blowing away.

Fang Zhuo maintained the posture of opening his mouth, trying hard to swallow the saliva secreted, which was about to flow out.

Gu Chen suddenly let go without warning, without any explanation for his behavior, still staring at Fang Zhuo expressionlessly, his eyes were full of haze, hiding a storm that could swallow people.

Fang Zhuo didn't dare to say anything, but blinked, his face full of innocence.

Gu Chen leaned over, with something suppressed in his voice, "Don't make this kind of scenes in the future."

This is to let him not shoot scenes that bleed and vomit blood.

Fang Zhuo understood in seconds, although he knew that it would be impossible to fully fulfill the promise, he nodded and said, "Okay, I also feel very unlucky."

The corner of Gu Chen's lips twitched, "You're so good."

Fang Zhuo was not surprised by the praise at all, only terrified.

He left the bathroom in a hurry, went to change clothes, and together with Gu Chen, walked out of the shooting location from behind.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the villa.

After entering the door, Fang Zhuo respectfully began to read the instructions on the light screen.

After reading less than five sentences, there was an extra glass of water at hand.

Gu Chen leaned on the kitchen counter, his long legs leaning together, looking very slender.

He took a sip of water and asked something irrelevant, "I remember that Mr. Fang told me yesterday that he likes tall ones with long legs. This requirement is not low. Have you found the one you like?"

Boss, I never like to talk nonsense, this sentence is definitely not just asking for gossip.

Fang Zhuo couldn't figure out what he meant, smiled and shook his head, "No."

Gu Chen's hand holding the water glass suddenly tightened, and with a click, the glass cracked and fell to the ground, and the fragments flew.

Fang Zhuo was frightened by the strength of his hand, and after a full minute, he was in a hurry, drawing paper to help the man hold the bloody palm.

The glass was pierced a bit deep and the toilet paper was stained red.

Gu Chen looked down at the person who helped him treat the wound, and kept telling himself that this is already very good, there is no need to rush, no.

At least, the person is still alive, and he will still care about him.

Fang Zhuo frowned, feeling a little annoyed and distressed, how painful it was.

He couldn't help complaining to the system, "It's good and crazy, you think one day I piss him off, will he hit me?"

233 said, "Boss has always been well-bred, and you don't have to use violence to fix it."

That's right, the big brother can beat him with a stick on the bed, which can make him remember better than standing on the ground and fighting with each other.

Fang Zhuo gave the system a thumbs up in his heart, "Brother Ah San, you still understand him."

twenty one,"……"

Fang Zhuo threw the blood-stained toilet paper into the trash can, "Mr. Gu, where is the medicine box?"

Gu Chen's eyelashes trembled, and he lifted his half-drowned eyelids, "Under the TV cabinet in the living room."

Fang Zhuoji walked over with his slippers on, and when he squatted down, he showed a part of his waist.

The air conditioner in the villa was turned on a little low, and there was a chill in the back. He pulled down the clothes he climbed up with his backhand, and got up and turned around with disinfectant alcohol and hemostatic medicine.

"Is alcohol okay without iodine and hydrogen peroxide?"

Gu Chen, "Yes."

Fang Zhuo walked over, half squatted on the ground, and looked up at the man, "Be patient, it might hurt a little."

Gu Chen spread out his palm, revealing the deep bone-deep wound on his palm.

Fang Zhuo carefully pressed down on the alcohol spray, but the big brother's hand remained motionless, he didn't even twitch.

Xinsheng suddenly felt admiration, those who can endure pain are real men.

After treating the real man's wound, Fang Zhuo's eyes were full of concern, and his tone was worried, "The wound is a bit deep, it's best not to get wet in the past few days, but what should you do when you wash up?"

Just thinking about how to recommend himself, Gu Chen took the initiative to hand it up the steps, "Can I trouble Mr. Fang to stay tonight?"

Fang Zhuo silently praised the tacit understanding between the two.

It is foreseeable that the husband and wife will live in harmony in the future.