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Bai Qingcen closed his eyes and said, "I'm not interested in people."

"Meow~"

Bai Qingcen: "???"

Bai Qingcen raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mu Zicheng in astonishment.

The shock in his eyes can be roughly described as——isn't it you? !

Mu Zicheng looked confused, "Ah? I didn't prepare it."

Where did the cat come from?

Bai Qingcen frowned suspiciously. Didn't you prepare it?

Just as he was about to speak, his hand felt warm, as if something soft had touched the back of his hand.

Bai Qingcen looked down, and saw a blue and two-color puppet cat squatting beside him, its fur was fluffy like a small ball, and a pair of blue eyes were looking at him without blinking.

Seeing Bai Qingcen look over, the puppet cat screamed, "Meow~"

"Is this Mr. Bai's cat? It's so cute." The little star next to him timidly poked his head out.

Bai Qingcen's attention was all on the cat, without even looking at him, "No."

"Oh." Little Star's voice seemed a little low.

Bai Qingcen still didn't respond, Mu Zicheng glared at him like a vague warning, and the little star shrank back immediately, not daring to speak anymore.

"Where did the cat come from?" Bai Qingcen touched the cat, and the cat would take the initiative to rub against his palm. It was fluffy and soft, and it felt good in the hand.

"Do you like cats? Go back and buy one." Mu Zicheng had never seen Bai Qingcen raise any small animals. "How many catterys can I recommend to you? They are all reliable."

"No, I don't know how to keep small animals." Bai Qingcen couldn't say whether he liked cats or not. Maybe he liked the feeling of petting cats more than raising cats.

He is not good at knowing, and sometimes he will go out to play everywhere. If he is not at home, he can’t connect with small animals and push them directly to the servants. It is also difficult for him to cultivate feelings with kittens, so he simply doesn’t raise them.

At this moment, a man in waiter clothes ran over, and he apologized anxiously: "Excuse me sir, the cat is mine, I put it in the lounge, and it ran away when I wasn't paying attention Out."

The little star came and was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "He Wenmian? Why are you here?"

Mu Zicheng asked, "Do you know each other?"

Little Star nodded, "He and I are in the same company."

Mu Zicheng raised half of his eyebrows and looked at the other party. He looked pretty good, and he could stand up in the waiter's clothes. "It's from the same company? That's an artist? Why would an artist come to a bar to be a waiter?"

The little star didn't quite know what was going on, he said vaguely: "His family is not good, the company rented the practice room for a long time and didn't pay it back, maybe he came out to earn money to pay back the company."

Bai Qingcen glanced at the other party when he heard the words, but He Wenmian's expression remained unchanged, and he just stared down at the puppet cat.

Bai Qingcen thought for a while, raising a puppet cat is quite expensive, and the food should not be too bad. It is said that it is a cat with a glass stomach. This person can hardly take care of his own life and raises the cat so well, which is very caring. A person who is rejected by the same company is a poor person, poor... still a poor person.

Running to a bar to do a part-time job fits well with the tough and unyielding character in the novel, um...it's a good material to be taken care of.

Bai Qingcen took off his watch and put it on the puppet cat's front paws, "It's so cute, take it home and take care of it."

He Wenmian was stunned when he saw Bai Qingcen's actions, but before he could refuse, Bai Qingcen had already hugged the cat into his arms and turned to leave.

Mu Zicheng yelled from behind: "Isn't it you, QS limited-edition watch, the only special watch you made at the time was auctioned off for a long time with me, and you refused to let go of all the good words, so you gave it to someone else so easily?"

Bai Qingcen waved his hand, thinking that the watch was for buying cat food for the cat.

After Bai Qingcen left, He Wenmian hesitated with the watch just now in his hand, as if he didn't know whether to give this watch to Mu Zicheng.

Seeing his hesitation, Mu Zicheng chuckled and said, "Take what he gave you, you're lucky."

"I prepared so much and didn't like it. I didn't expect that there would be a surprise." Mu Zicheng got up and walked out unsteadily. He waved and said, "It's all over, today's round is over."

Several little stars turned pale immediately, and one of them gritted his teeth and looked at He Wenmian indignantly.

He Wenmian ignored him, turned around and left.

The mobile phone in his arms vibrated non-stop, holding the cat, the puppet's back was sticking to the mobile phone, and its fur was trembling due to the vibration.

He Wenmian took out his phone and glanced at the text message.

[Young master, master is planning to retire recently, so stop mixing in the entertainment industry in country A, and come back to China to take over the company. 】

It was not the first time that He Wenmian saw this text message. At first, he tried to think of reasons in different ways. Later, seeing that it didn't work, the housekeeper started copying and pasting it.

In the past, He Wenmian didn't reply, but this time...he looked at the watch in his pocket, and typed back: [Let's talk, I was adopted recently, and I'm very busy. 】

housekeeper:【? ? ? 】

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Bai Qingcen didn't pay much attention to the person named He Wenmian, he gave away so many things that he sometimes didn't remember what he gave away.

The money owner just needs to be generous.

Bai Qingcen didn't have any other ideas about taking care of the other party, but was bored and wanted to spend money.

The life of having money and not having to go to work is boring, Bai Qingcen thinks about what to do to pass the time almost every day, now it's better, I have something to do.

A qualified funder needs to contribute money behind his back and find resources to make him popular.

When flipping through the contact list, Bai Qingcen had the feeling that he was playing a game of making a paper man.

Don't say it, it's really interesting.

When Bai Qingcen arrived home, Mu Zicheng had already sent He Wenmian's contact information.

At the same time, there is another sentence: [Those Thais really don't think about it anymore? 】

Bai Qingcen directly gave him a big black gift bag.

It was getting late, and after Bai Qingcen added He Wenmian, he put down his phone and planned to go to bed. The friend request that he thought would be approved only tomorrow morning, turned out to be approved in seconds after adding.

Bai Qingcen raised his eyebrows, and simply sent him a screenshot of the name of the director in the list, [choose. 】

It was also He Wenmian's first time as an artist, so he didn't know much about some things, but it's not uncommon in the industry that financial sponsors give resources, and he's heard about it, but what kind of operation is directly given to the director, isn't it for him to choose the script?

Bai Qingcen sent another message later: [Customized script. 】

He Wenmian was taken aback, is he so handsome?

It's no longer picking a script, customizing a script?

Bai Qingcen felt a little strange that he didn't see a reply after sending the message. The other party was obviously online after passing the message. The message he sent directly after passing the message, the other party shouldn't put down the phone so quickly?

What's the matter with no reply.

Bai Qingcen also thought that the other party might still be working in the bar now, and wondered if the money would be deducted for using his mobile phone at work, but then he thought again, how could the person he was supporting work outside, so he transferred 1000 million to him.

Bai Qingcen: [Resign from the bar and don't go to the bar anymore. If you have any questions, come to me and go to sleep. 】

After dealing with all this, Bai Qingcen turned on the bedside sleep aid incense, and the faint smell of lavender gradually spread to the whole room.