The actor wants to get a divorce

Jin Mocheng saw that he looked embarrassed and wanted to hide, and found it even more amusing. He got up and walked in front of Zheng Changjing, stroking his slender and fair neck with one hand.

Zheng Changjing was taken aback, and looked up at Jin Mocheng in a panic: "Boss Jin, you, what are you going to do?"

Jin Mocheng lowered his voice, and said ambiguously, "Have you ever dated anyone?"

Zheng Changjing: "Huh?"

He looked at Jin Mocheng, and he was dumbfounded.

Jin Mocheng let out a "puchi" laugh: "No way, little mirror, you are not young anymore, maybe twenty, there are so many beautiful men and women in the entertainment industry, you have never done it?"

Zheng Changjing was so embarrassed that he almost cried.

Not long after he debuted, his manager was strict with him, thinking that Fu Ran was interested in him, and he didn't dare to introduce him to a financial backer, godfather, etc. outside.

Jin Mocheng smiled: "Really haven't done it?"

Zheng Changjing shook his head: "No."

Jin Mocheng: "Then do you prefer to have sex with men or women?"

Zheng Changjing's eyes widened, and he stuttered: "Boss Jin, you should go to the company!"

"No hurry." Jin Mocheng's slender fingers lightly tapped his neck, which was already dyed red: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zheng Changjing hesitated: I don't know, I haven't tried it. "

Jin Mocheng laughed "haha" twice: "Little mirror, you are really honest and cute."

Zheng Changjing lowered his head even lower.

"Okay, wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go to the company."

Jin Mocheng went to the bedroom, and quickly changed into a silver gray suit.

The high-end tailor-made suit, the meticulous shirt and tie, the whole person looks nothing like the stinky hooligan who had a yellow accent with him before.

Zheng Changjing cursed in his heart that he was a beast in clothes.

It was already eight o'clock when the two of them arrived at the company.

When Zheng Changjing and Xiaowen were preparing the materials for the meeting, Jin Mocheng walked over and glanced at Zheng Changjing: "Tomorrow I'm going on a business trip to Dongcheng, and I'm leaving tonight. It's about two days. You book a plane ticket, two."

Zheng Changjing: "Two?"

"Well, you go with me too."

Zheng Changjing frowned: "I have an appointment with Mr. Sun tomorrow night."

"What?" Jin Mocheng frowned: "You don't want to go on a business trip with me, my boss can't handle you anymore, right?"

"No, no." Zheng Changjing shook his head, "I'm going to book a plane ticket later."

"There is also a hotel."

Zheng Changjing subconsciously asked: "Is the hotel also two rooms?"

Jin Mocheng curled his lips playfully: "I have no objection if you want to live in a room with me."

Zheng Changjing blushed: "No, I didn't mean that."

After Jin Mocheng left, Zheng Changjing's palms were covered with sweat, he covered his face with the documents, and sighed heavily.

Xiaowen secretly smiled beside him.

When Zheng Changjing heard it, his face turned even redder: "Miss Xiaowen, what are you laughing at?"

Xiaowen: "It's nothing, I think you and Mr. Jin seem to have a good chat."

Zheng Changjing: "How is it possible?"

Xiaowen smiled: "Really, you didn't know when you came here, since Mr. Jin's sweetheart got married, Mr. Jin's temper is so big that it is hard to get close to him. If I hadn't worked by his side for five or six years, I would You have to be scolded by him alive."

"However, in the past two days, President Jin's temper has improved a lot, and he is talking and laughing." Xiaowen snickered: "It's all thanks to you."

Zheng Changjing: "This has nothing to do with me."

Xiaowen: "Yes, I heard that you look a lot like Mr. Jin's sweetheart."

Zheng Changjing was embarrassed: "I'm not as good-looking as Brother Lin Yang."

Xiaowen: "Don't, you are also good-looking. I think you are the prettiest in our company."

Zheng Changjing was very embarrassed by the praise, and sorted out all the materials: "I, I'm going to the meeting room first."

After the meeting, Zheng Changjing booked two plane tickets and two hotels with his mobile phone.

After work in the evening, I rushed to the airport with Jin Mocheng.

At the airport, Jin Mocheng looked at Zheng Changjing, who was wrapped tightly, and sneered: "What are you doing? You are on a business trip with me, are you a thief?"

Zheng Changjing pulled up his mask and explained: "Mr. Jin, there are many people at that airport. What happened to me before, it was quite a big scene, and I'm afraid that people will recognize it."

Seeing his cautious look, Jin Mocheng frowned involuntarily.

"You have a good relationship with Lin Yang, why didn't you ask that lunatic in his family to help you deal with it."

Zheng Changjing sighed: "I don't want to trouble brother Lin Yang, he is not in good health."

Jin Mocheng: "Yes."

Half an hour before the plane took off, Jinmocheng asked Zheng Changjing to buy a magazine for himself.

As a result, I waited and waited, but I never waited for anyone to come back.

"Twenty, where did you die.

Seeing that the boarding time was approaching, and Zheng Changjing still didn't come back, Jin Mocheng turned around impatiently to find someone.After walking for about ten minutes, I saw a group of people gathered in front of me.

Very noisy and chattering.

Jin Mocheng took a closer look, isn't it Zheng Changjing who is surrounded in the middle?

He was holding a magazine in his hand, and the mask on his face was pulled off, surrounded by men and women who were afraid of him with their mobile phones.

Zheng Changjing's eyes were red, flustered and wronged, desperately trying to squeeze out of the crowd.

The group of people entangled Zheng Changjing like an octopus, and Jin Mocheng saw that he was tripped by someone, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Shouts came from all around.

Jin Mocheng frowned, he walked over quickly, pushed away the person in front of him, and helped Zheng Changjing who was on the ground up.

Zheng Changjing's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the magazine that fell far away: "Magazine

Jin Mocheng gritted his teeth: "Let's go.

The group of people still wanted to catch up, and Jin Mocheng's cold eyes swept over them directly.

No one dared to catch up again.

Zheng Changjing is petite, 1.8 meters four in Jinmocheng, with broad shoulders and long legs. Zheng Changjing is hugged in his arms, and a thick shadow envelops him.

Jin Mocheng took Zheng Changjing to the VIP lounge.

Zheng Changjing's hair was messy, his clothes were messy, his eyes were red, his trousers were stepped on by someone, they were wrinkled, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Jin Mocheng twitched his hair and frowned: "I asked you to help me buy a magazine, but you made yourself like this, you are really capable.

Zheng Changjing wiped his tears: "I was recognized.

"Okay, I shouldn't have brought you out.

Zheng Changjing sobbed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Kim, your magazine"

"Why are you crying?" Jin Mocheng's voice softened slightly: "It's just a magazine."

After boarding the plane, Zheng Changjing quickly fell asleep.

The corners of his eyes were red, and his long eyelashes trembled with his breathing.

His fair skin was bright red, like a ripe apple emitting steam.

Jin Mocheng stared at his face for a long time, and then asked the stewardess to take a blanket and cover Zheng Changjing.

Zheng Changjing woke up and the plane just landed.

Jin Mocheng: "Wipe your saliva."

Zheng Changjing blushed, quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, and defended: "No saliva."

Jin Mocheng hooked his lips: "Idiot."

The driver contacted by Zheng Changjing was already waiting outside the airport, and after receiving the driver, he sent the two of them to the reserved hotel.When checking in, the front desk obviously recognized Zheng Changjing and kept looking up at Zheng Changjing.

Zheng Changjing looked unnaturally to him, his head lowered lower and lower.

"Boom──"

Something fell heavily on the counter.

The receptionist was startled, and saw that it was Jinmo City's ID card.

Jin Mocheng's face was gloomy: "Have you finished reading? Are you ready to check in?"

The front desk turned pale: "Excuse me, sir."

Three minutes later, two room cards were delivered to Jin Mocheng.

Jin Mocheng took it and dragged Zheng Changjing away.

Zheng Changjing felt sour in his heart: "Thank you just now."

Jin Mocheng looked at his dejected look, and said lightly: "Go to bed early tonight, and bring me breakfast at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

"Oh."

Back in the room, Zheng Changjing buried himself in the quilt.

The cell phone beeped non-stop.

Zheng Changjing took it out and saw that it was Mr. Sun's WeChat.

[I booked a suite, I will send someone to pick you up. 】

[If you come to play, I will give you a suite, a sea view room, worth several million. 】

Zheng Changjing sighed deeply: "There are several million, money is really a good thing."

At eight o'clock the next morning, Jinmo City had changed, but Zheng Changjing was still missing.

He called Zheng Changjing several times, but no one answered.

Jin Mocheng went downstairs to ask for a room card, and opened the door of Zheng Changjing's room.

Zheng Changjing had a fever and passed out on the bed.

Jin Mocheng touched his hot forehead and patted his face: "Hey, wake up, what's wrong with you? You have a fever since you came up?"

Zheng Changjing opened his eyes in a daze, and howled something.

Jin Mocheng called downstairs and asked them to bring antipyretics and feed Zheng Changjing.

Zheng Changjing whispered: "I feel uncomfortable"

Zheng Changjing was still wearing the thick suit from last night, and Jin Mocheng frowned when he saw it: "It's not uncomfortable to sleep in this way, you can't blame it. He cleaned Zheng Changjing clean, and then stuffed it into the quilt. Wrap it tightly.

"I'm going to a meeting and I'll be back as soon as possible. Stay here and don't cause trouble for me. Do you hear me? If you feel uncomfortable, call the front desk. Zheng Changjing: "I want to eat spicy crayfish. "

Jin Mocheng: "Fuck you. Just lie down."

Zheng Changjing closed his eyes.

Jin Mocheng saw his phone dropped beside the pillow, it was still on, picked it up, and saw that it was a few WeChat messages.

Mr. Sun?

He read them one by one, his face was ashen.

Glancing at Zheng Changjing, Jin Mocheng sneered.

"You're so stupid, no wonder you were cheated by Fu Ran. You're so stupid, who else will you play if others don't play with you?"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Sun sent another text message.

[I'll pick you up tonight, dress nicely. 】

Jin Mocheng squeezed his phone tightly and replied a WeChat message to Mr. Sun.

[Just want to support someone with a few million?Where is the poor. 】

After sending, he didn't wait for Mr. Sun to reply, he directly blocked and deleted a dragon, and then threw the phone back on the bed.