A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

After a busy morning and lunch, Qiao Wen and Lin Zihui sat on the leather sofa in the office, drinking hot tea, watching TV, and enjoying a rare afternoon leisure.

Although Wu Yaodong is not involved in personnel affairs, the black and white TV set prepared for them is quite useful. They can not only understand the news in the city, but also watch TV dramas and listen to songs to relax.

Baozhu TV's popular "Love is Priceless" finally ushered in the finale. When the two young people were staring at the TV screen, watching with gusto, the office phone rang.

Lin Zihui moved faster than Qiao Wen, he ran to the desk and picked up the phone.

Qiao Wen stepped forward and turned the TV volume down to the lowest level. He only heard Lin Zihui say a few times, and then hung up the phone. His face changed from the excitement of watching TV to an obvious dejection.

Seeing this, Qiao Wen asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Zihui sighed, went to sit next to him, and said, "Didn't you say that we want to find a famous movie star to advertise for Mengzhen? I asked my father's secretary to inquire about it. Celebrities, advertising prices are all in the millions, how can we afford it?"

Now that Hong Kong City's film industry has entered its golden age, film is a very profitable business, and in a few years this city will become an Eastern Hollywood, and the value of film stars will naturally rise.In fact, the endorsement fee of 100 million is not considered high for a first-line star, because now the top star, a film salary can reach 300 to [-] million.

The problem is that they have just started their business now, and Lin Zhaoming only sponsored 50 yuan, and 100 million yuan is really an astronomical figure for them.

Qiao Wen glanced at the TV. On the screen, the young male protagonist was wearing a vest and a suit, walking on the beach in the Republic of China, looking handsome.

He thought for a while and said, "Zihui, we've already spent 50 of the 30 sponsored by Mr. Lin, so we still have 20 left, right?"

Lin Zihui touched his nose: "That..."

As a secretary, Qiao Wen didn't manage the accounts directly, Lin Zihui and the accountant were doing the accounts.Seeing the other party hesitating, he couldn't help frowning: "Could it be that 20 is gone?"

Lin Zihui shook his head violently: "No, it should be more than that."

Qiao Wen asked, "How much is left?"

Lin Zihui said: "If there are no accidents, there should be more than 60."

Qiao Wen: "???"

Lin Zihui quickly explained: "It's like this. After we rented the store, I saw that there were no major expenses in a short period of time, and the stock market was very good, so I withdrew 10,000+ of the money, bought stocks, and prepared to exchange the money for the opening of the store. , if the stock market doesn’t crash in the past few days, there should be 60.”

Qiao Wen laughed: "You startled me, why didn't you tell me when you bought stocks?"

Lin Zihui said weakly: "I'm afraid you won't support it."

Does he support with both hands and feet?In the original book, Lin Zihui earned his first pot of gold by speculating in stocks, and later became a super predator in the financial market.

"You are the boss, so I will support you in whatever you do. Besides, I also buy stocks myself, so let's talk about it." Mainly because I want to get in the aura of this guy's hero.

"Really?" Lin Zihui smiled when he heard the words. He was very interested in securities, but the people around him who played stocks were all gamblers and didn't really know what to do. Now that Qiao Wen also traded in stocks, he immediately felt that he Find like-minded experts and want to have a good discussion.

However, Qiao Wen was not in the mood to discuss stocks with him at this time. He pointed to the TV screen and said, "The most popular male star in Hong Kong City should be Li Xingchen, right?"

Lin Zihui nodded: "Although serial dramas are still a new thing, TV stars are far more valuable than movie stars. But Li Xingchen is really popular this year, and everyone in the teahouse knows him."

Qiao Wen nodded: "Do you think he looks handsome in a suit?"

Lin Zihui took this quite seriously: "Indeed." After finishing speaking, he turned to look at Qiao Wen, "You mean to ask Li Xingchen to advertise for Mengzhen."

Qiao Wendao: "Li Xingchen is good-looking and well-known. He just caught up with the finale of "Love is Priceless", when he was the most popular. As far as I know, the artists on Baozhu TV are all movie stars with salaries and millions of dollars. It can’t be compared. Asking him to be the advertising spokesperson of the dream brand is much more cost-effective than movie stars.”

Hearing what he said, Lin Zihui made sense, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask my father's secretary to contact you and see what their quotation is."

Qiao Wen looked down at his watch, and said, "At three o'clock in the afternoon, the magazine shoots an advertisement, and we can set off."

Now there is no Internet, the most important way of advertising is newspapers and magazines.Fortunately, in this era, Hong Kong City is a fashion capital that is at the forefront of the world, and the magazine industry is very developed.In order to warm up the brand's opening, they ordered a well-known fashion magazine to advertise.

Because it was preheating, only three male models were invited.In view of the colonial atmosphere of worshiping foreigners and fawning on foreigners, all three models were foreigners.

The two arrived at the magazine office by car, and the photographer was already getting ready in the studio, but the three ghost models didn't arrive until early three o'clock.

Of course, being late is actually a trivial matter compared to their sloppy work attitude.

Lin Zihui, who was supervising the work next to him, saw his brain jumping, couldn't help pulling Qiao Wen over and spat in a low voice, and said: "These ghosts in Hong Kong City are all blind people who can't get along in their own country. They came here. Turn yourself into a high-class person, take a few photos as a model, the price is twice as expensive as the Chinese, and you can’t work hard.”

Although what he said is a bit exaggerated, it is basically in line with the facts.This is a characteristic of the colonies. The most frightening thing is that many locals will unconsciously dwarf themselves and worship foreigners in such a big environment.

He patted Lin Zihui, who was filled with righteous indignation, on the shoulder: "I'm going to the bathroom."

It was working hours at this time, and there was no one in the bathroom on the floor. After running the water, Qiao Wen was walking to the sink to wash his hands, when a person walked in from the door.

It was a ghost model who was filmed today, named Eisen.

He nodded towards the man, but the man raised his eyebrows and showed a frivolous smile. He walked up to Qiao Wen, looked him up and down presumptuously, reached out to touch his face, and said in English: "Little sweetheart, You look really delicious."

Qiao Wen quickly took a step back, bent his lips and smiled, and replied in English: "Eisen, you and your family have come to Hong Kong for less than two months to make a living. I advise you to put away your bad habits in your country, or you will lose your life." With today’s salary, you won’t even be able to pay next month’s rent.”

Just in case, before hiring these ghosts, he asked people to inquire about their identities and backgrounds.This tall, long-legged and handsome American guy looks quite glamorous, but in fact he traveled across the ocean to Hong Kong City to make a living because of poverty.Now, while working in a bar and taking part-time jobs as a model to take pictures to subsidize the family, he still spends his time wandering around and is full of bad habits.

Seeing that his details had been exposed, Eisen didn't want to lose his reward today, so he resignedly let it go.

At this moment, Lin Zihui pushed the door open and walked in. Because of the lesson that Qiao Wen was kidnapped from him once, seeing the two people who were confronting each other was a bit weird, he suddenly felt sensitively aware of something, Frowning furiously, he yelled at Eisen: "What are you doing?! Believe it or not, I'll call the police and arrest you?" After speaking, he quickly grabbed Qiao Wen, "Awen, don't be afraid, with me here, he dare not do anything to you What."

The last time Qiao Wen was abducted, he was taught a good lesson by Anan, and now thinking about it, he still has lingering fears.If Qiao Wen was allowed to suffer in his own hands again, Anan would probably really peel his own skin.

The current Anan is the well-known red-stick pretty boy Nan in the Kowloon City Walled City. He heard someone mention his name in the teahouse and was protected by Chen Jianan. After all, his skills are there. Looking at himself, it was a little funny, Qiao Wen patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said: "It's okay, don't be nervous." Then, he looked at Eisen again, "Hurry up to shoot after you are done, we have a contract, delay the progress Will charge you."

Eisen shrugged, walked to the urinal, and said casually: "I just praised this young gentleman for being handsome."

Lin Zihui was even more furious when he heard the words, and he was about to roll up his sleeves and start a fight with someone.

Although he has the halo of a leading man, Qiao Wen visually inspected the physical difference between him and Eisen, and pulled him away without hesitation.

When Eisen came back from the bathroom, his work attitude had improved, but when he looked at Qiao Wen with his eyes, he was still not honest.

Qiao Wen didn't care, after all, he wouldn't have anything to do with this kind of person.But Lin Zihui was always facing the enemy, looking at people coldly, trying to prevent this ghost from acting as a demon.

Just as the filming was drawing to a close, Nan, the pretty boy whom Master Hui had been thinking about earlier, arrived unexpectedly.

"Anan, why are you here?" Lin Zihui hadn't seen Chen Jianan for a long time, and he was very pleasantly surprised when he met Chen Jianan for the first time.

"I passed by here on business, and I remembered that Xiao Qiao said this morning that he was shooting an advertisement in a magazine this afternoon, so I stopped by to take a look." Chen Jianan nodded at him, his eyes passed him without stopping, and Qiao Wen, who was behind him On his body, he just looked at Qiao Wen's smiling face, and inexplicably felt a subtle guilty conscience. He raised his head and chest as if trying to cover up, and showed a smile that he thought was open and hearty, "Little Qiao, is your work going well today?"

"It's okay." Qiao Wen nodded, walked over to look at him and said.

Chen Canaan didn't know what he was busy with recently, for more than a week, he didn't touch his bed through the window, and only occasionally asked him to go to the rooftop to practice boxing in the morning.In fact, two big men shared a small wooden bed, and it was not very comfortable in a tropical city like Hong Kong.However, it may be because of the habit of sharing the same bed, this guy hasn't come to patronize for many days, and I am a little uncomfortable with it.

He looked around and saw that the handsome face in front of him was clean, so he was sure that he didn't go to fight today.

Seeing him like this, Chen Jianan, who had always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, he hesitated and said, "What do you think I am doing?"

Qiao Wen half-jokingly said: "Check to see if you have been injured in a fight?"

Chen Jianan immediately said: "I haven't fought for a few days."

Qiao Wen said: "Then what are you busy with these days? I haven't seen you coming to my house at night?"

"I..." Chen Jianan was dumb for a moment, how could he say that he didn't go to his house to sleep at night, because he became a pervert like Qin Yunfei, and he was afraid that if he didn't hold back, he would be bullied.He fell into his shame and indignation that no one knew about, and he blushed instantly.

Qiao Wen just asked casually, and didn't want to get any answer from him. Seeing his strange expression at this moment, he frowned and asked, "Brother Nan, are you hot? Why are you blushing?"

Fortunately, Chen Jianan's skin was bronzed, not a fair face like Qiao Wen's. Although he blushed, it was not too obvious.He raised his palm to pretend to fan the wind, cleared his throat and said, "Yeah, it's so hot in here."

Qiao Wen glanced at the photographer, just as it was over, he patted him on the shoulder: "Wait a moment."

He took a few red envelopes and went to pay a few ghost models who had finished their work.

At the same time, Lin Zihui, who moved to Chen Jianan's side at some point, complained in a low voice: "These ghosts are extremely expensive, and they work like a fool. That golden retriever wants to take advantage of Ah Wen, so he really thinks he's the boss. Waiting for someone!"

Chen Jianan didn't listen carefully to the other words, when he heard the sentence "I want to take advantage of Ah Wen", he was furious immediately, and asked with wide eyes, "You said that golden retriever wanted to take advantage of Ah Wen?"

Lin Zihui was startled, and nodded subconsciously: "Yes, but I didn't really dare."

Qiao Wen at the other end heard the movement here, turned his head, and shook his head at the two of them.

Lin Zihui understood, and hurriedly said: "Anan, Ah Wen said it's fine, you don't have to worry."

Chen Jianan raised his eyes and looked at him. He happened to pass the red envelope in his hand to the golden-haired ghost, and the two exchanged a few words in English. kindness.

He was so angry at this scene that his brain was jumping, and he was about to roll up his sleeves to beat him up, when he suddenly remembered that Qiao Wen was at work, so he couldn't cause trouble for him, so he restrained his impulse in time, just He said softly to Lin Zihui: "You and Xiao Qiao are busy first, I will wait for him downstairs."

Seeing that he didn't plan to use force, Lin Zihui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, blaming himself for talking too much for a while, almost forgetting how much Anan protects Ah Wen, his younger brother.

He nodded: "Okay, we'll just chat with the editor-in-chief of the magazine and leave soon."

Chen Jianan glared fiercely at the golden-haired Eisen who was about to be unlucky, and left with a smile on his face.

It was 10 minutes after Qiao Wen and Lin Zihui came out of the magazine building.

Chen Jianan was sitting leisurely on his motorcycle, in a very casual and handsome posture.Occasionally, a girl passing by obviously couldn't help but look at him more.

Even Lin Zihui couldn't help leaning closer to Qiao Wen's ear, and said in a low voice, "Anan is really a handsome boy, no wonder his nickname is Liangzi Nan."

Qiao Wen glanced at the man from afar, thinking that he was right, and inexplicably stretched out a hint of pride.

And Chen Jianan, who was originally lazy, saw the intimate appearance of the two, immediately squinted his eyes and straightened up, saying: "Xiao Qiao, come and get in the car!"

Qiao Wen nodded, waved goodbye to Lin Zihui, watched him cross the road and got into the car, then walked over slowly and stepped on the back seat of the motorcycle.

Chen Jianan cleared his throat, and said in a strange tone: "You and Four Eyes are on a good relationship now!"

Qiao Wen said: "He is my boss, we work together every day, of course it's good."

Chen Jianan stepped into the car, started the accelerator, and said, "Why do I feel that you and him are almost as good as me?"

Qiao Wen smiled and stretched his head, looked at his profile, and jokingly said, "You won't be jealous of Zihui, will you?"

A warm breath rushed towards his face, Chen Jianan felt his heart beating wildly for a while, subconsciously tilted to the side, and said: "How is it possible? What is our relationship? He will not be as good as the four-eyed boy in ten years. One-tenth."

Qiao Wen nodded: "That's right."

Hearing what he said, Chen Jianan felt instantly better, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "It's done, I'm going to start it."

Qiao Wen quickly supported his waist.

In fact, it is very common for two people to "skin-to-skin" each other. On weekdays, Chen Jianan holds Qiao Wen's hand, just as naturally as holding his left hand with his right hand.

But at this moment, being hugged by the person behind him like this, he couldn't help shivering immediately, and a wave of enthusiasm rushed down quickly.

He secretly cursed himself as a beast, and quickly stared at the pedal twice to start the car to divert his attention.

At this moment, from the corner of the eye, Qiao Wen caught a glimpse of two rotten-looking people on the sidewalk, covering him with a sack. But dozens of seconds.

The man on the ground who was beaten so loudly finally got out of the sack, his face was swollen like a pig's head, he was Eisen.

Qiao Wen frowned.

Chen Jianan turned his head and glanced, and said: "These ghosts think that they can do whatever they want in Hong Kong City with their white skin, and they deserve to be beaten with sacks."

Qiao Wen turned to look at him suspiciously.