When Comedians Dressed as Villains [Transmigration Book]

The manager was completely dazed, holding the briefcase tightly in his hand.

This is too much information, will he really not be silenced? !

Could it be that the boss, who seems to have no desires, secretly... Otherwise, why would the boss's family ask such a question?

The veins on Wen Luheng's forehead twitched. He walked over quickly, grabbed Cheng Xiexing's shoulders, and lifted him up.

Cheng Xiexing was in a panic as if he was being lifted by the rabbit's ears.

"Cheng Xiexing, your skin is itchy, right?"

In the low voice, strong anger was suppressed.

Cheng Xiexing's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his head was spinning rapidly.

"I, I was wrong. I shouldn't talk, I'm going to rent a hotel for the night now, you are busy..."

However, to Cheng Xiexing's expectation, Wen Luheng was not satisfied with the result.Instead, his face darkened even more.

"Put away your unrestrained fantasies, I came to him because I have business to do."

Cheng Xiexing nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, you are busy. I will disappear right away, so I won't disturb your business."

His legs were dragging and pulling in the air, trying to touch the ground again.

"Aren't you going to have a farmhouse? If you don't stay to listen to the plan, are you planning to throw all the work at me?" Wen Luheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

However, he still let go of Cheng Xiexing.

Cheng Xiexing, who touched the ground, ran quickly like a ginseng doll that was not tied up with a red string.Of course, he didn't leave the living room, but ran to the sofa opposite Wen Luheng and sat down.If the subject tries to get close, he will run away quickly!

The manager has no idea where this twists and turns is going.

As a humble social animal, he could only pretend to be calm and walk over slowly.

He opened the technical book, ready to start explaining.

Cheng Xiexing glanced at it and couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

"It's really about business, so there's no need to bring him home, right?"

It is normal for anyone to misunderstand when discussing business affairs face to face at home.

Wen Luheng glanced at him: "If you don't talk at home, where do you want to talk? Can you see the light?"

Cheng Xiexing, the little mouse who can't see the light: "Squeak~"

Wen Luheng: "..."

With such a daughter-in-law, it is embarrassing to throw in front of the subordinates!

The manager suppressed a smile and cleared his throat: "Litchi trees are planted on the top of the mountain in the village. There are also farmland, vegetable fields, and fish ponds in the village. We can focus on healthy eating..."

After all, you will get tired of playing all kinds of activities in the farmhouse once or twice.Only delicious food can attract customers to keep patronizing.

At present, the cooking skills of the farmhouse are definitely not up to standard, and they will have to find a group of good chefs by then.

The time is short, and the manager naturally has no way to plan the plan in detail, but provides a general idea.If the boss and the proprietress agree, they will continue to do it.

Cheng Xiexing didn't know much about doing business, he was at the level of ordinary people.

The manager's small plan has already been able to completely abuse him.

He turned his head and looked at Wen Luheng: "Father, the gold master, just make up your mind."

"Don't you want to engage in farmhouse entertainment?" Wen Luheng raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Xiexing smiled slightly: "I don't understand business, and I'm not worthy of discussing such a profound topic."

Humble~

He's just a cripple lying down, don't ask him for advice.

This picture is perfect, the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.At first glance, I thought Wen Luheng was a conscientious worker!

Wen Luheng frowned slightly.

If it weren't for the consideration of bringing the folks in his hometown to become rich, he probably would have wanted to stop this plan directly.The person who proposed the idea was like a salted fish, and he looked like a eunuch.

The manager who had presented the plan did not dare to move at all, for fear of being involved in the conflicts between the couple.

Wen Luheng waved his hand: "Just make a detailed plan according to this, there is nothing else to do, I will ask the housekeeper to take you back."

"Okay, I'll make the following moving tomorrow, and come out with the detailed plan as soon as possible."

The manager stood up and hurried away.

After the outsider left, Cheng Xiexing started to restless again.Although, he didn't know where he was just now.

He was originally sitting opposite Wen Luheng, with a set of glass coffee tables between them.

Cheng Xiexing ran over with small steps, and beat the shoulder of Wen Luheng who looked worried.

"Old Gong, you have worked hard~"

"I am fully responsible for the farmhouse, you are only responsible for collecting money." Wen Luheng tapped the table with one hand, "What do you say I want you?"

The implication is that this is planning to kick Cheng Xiexing out of this business.

After all, Cheng Xiexing didn't dare to lie down and collect money directly. The money he earned was used to pay off the debt, which made the creditor a little unacceptable.This is working for others and paying off debts for others!

Cheng Xiexing gave a "thump" in his heart, "I can help you train artists, write funny jokes to make them popular, and then attract people to the farmhouse. I can also learn business, give me some time..."

"It depends on your performance. If you perform well in front of grandpa when you go home this time, I will find someone to train you. If not, you can find a way to keep up. If there is no obvious improvement within three months, you will be out. "

"Okay, thank you, the gold master~"

Cheng Xiexing happily squeezed Wen Luheng's shoulders.

"Is this strength okay? Do you like it lighter or heavier?"

"Be gentle." Wen Lvheng remained expressionless.

To be honest, this guy's massage is neither light nor heavy, and he really doesn't feel the slightest bit of enjoyment.If it were someone else, Wen Luheng would have sent away such a bad massage therapist long ago, so why would he let the object stay and chatter and bargain.

Cheng Xiexing received the instruction and restrained himself a little.

"How about this, is it comfortable?"

"Ah."

Cheng Xiexing smacked his lips, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You haven't been exercising too much. You look so tall and big, why can't you stand it with a little bit of strength? You're so delicate."

Wen Luheng: "...Cheng Xiexing, you are lucky that I don't know how to beat a dog with a stick, otherwise you would not be able to keep your dog leg."

Hearing this, Cheng Xiexing's movements froze for a moment.

Soon, he continued to massage again, his legs kept jumping on the carpet, like a duck on an iron plate, his feet were so hot that he couldn't stand on the ground stably.

The villa has gorgeous carpets that reduce noise considerably.But Wen Luheng still couldn't avoid hearing the "dong dong sound" caused by Cheng Xiexing's footsteps.

Wen Luheng frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"

"I'm enjoying the good time when I haven't broken my leg. When you practice the dog-beating stick method, I will have to be accompanied by a wheelchair. I will go and see later, which brand of wheelchair is the cheapest, poor, and save money." Put some flowers on."

Cheng Xiexing talked endlessly, and actually began to seriously plan for the future.

The corner of Wen Luheng's mouth twitched: "It's not the world of martial arts, where did the "Dog Beating Stick Method" come from?"

"However, you have the ability to make money! If you give an order, it is estimated that your subordinates will work overtime and develop the "Dog Beating Stick Method" for you overnight."

Wen Luheng: "...Money is not omnipotent. For example, no matter how much money I spend, I can't make you normal."

Cheng Xiexing: "..."

How did you speak?It's on strike! ! !

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The butler's work efficiency is still very high, and he quickly sent the compiled materials to Cheng Xiexing.

"If the young lady is interested in these luxuries, I will go and order you to buy some for you."

Cheng Xiexing said dumbly: "No need. Wen Luheng bought me a lot that day, so many clothes, every time I accompany him to attend important occasions, I can wear the same ones."

The butler smiled: "Those clothes are only suitable for life and leisure. If you want to attend important events, we will buy you another event dress for that day."

Cheng Xiexing's scalp was numb: "Okay."

With so many clothes, when he divorces and sells them, he will be able to pay off a lot of debts!

Evil capitalists, living too carefree!

After the housekeeper left, Cheng Xiexing quickly turned on the computer, and there was a form on it, which detailedly marked the name tags worn by Ren Xiaohong in each photo.

"Tsk tsk, it's really good." Cheng Xiexing directly sold the materials to the marketing account, intending to muddy the water.

In fact, Ren Xiaohong can completely say that before she became famous, she lived by renting clothes, and some of the things she couldn't rent were A-quality clothes.However, there is a risk in that way. Artists who wear A goods, big names are not willing to cooperate, and it will bring a lot of influence to Ren Xiaohong's career.

Relying on the sympathy of the audience and fans, the "victim" Ren Xiaohong's reputation has soared, and the reputation resources are very good recently.This time, she was in a lot of trouble.

Marketing accounts have always had no bottom line, they don't care how they come out, and they don't care about the truth.What's more, it is the consensus of people in the circle that Ren Xiaohong is adopted.Thus, a sensational headline was born.

"Shocking! Let me reveal the secrets of Ren Xiaohong's extravagant life before he became popular"

"Cheng Xiexing is an honest person? Let me reveal the history of Ren Xiaohong's superior position for you."

"The August [-] goddess Ren Xiaohong's luxurious life before she became popular, please give me a dozen of such benefactors"

The gossip crowd already likes to eat melons, and when they saw that the incident of Cheng Xie, a scumbag, had an explosive follow-up, they quickly clicked in to see it.Soon, Ren Xiaohong's Weibo went viral, and many fans immediately turned off their fans and retweeted, cursing endlessly.

"Is that child really Cheng Xiexing's? Cheng Xiexing has just become popular, and he doesn't have much savings. Ren Xiaohong is so good at sugar daddy, can he fall in love with him?"

"I think Cheng Xiexing is the one to take over, and he likes to be a father~ That child may belong to a local tyrant, and Ren Xiaohong was probably forced to abort by the local tyrant. After all, it would be too sinful for the child to have a mother who is a chicken..."

"I thought it was a story about a scumbag bewitching a kind girl, but I didn't think it would turn around. The entertainment industry is really amazing!"

Wen Luheng asked his assistant to collect evidence in order to clear Cheng Xiexing's grievances.

However, before he saw the evidence, he discovered the latest gossip first.

At dinner time, Wen Lvheng returned home after a busy day.

Plates of dishes are served in the kitchen, including delicious braised prawns, steamed fish, green broccoli and nourishing soup. The combination of meat and vegetables is balanced in nutrition.

And in front of Cheng Xiexing was the plate of green broccoli.

Wen Luheng's eyes dimmed, and he stretched out his hand to bring the broccoli to his side, and put the braised prawns in front of Cheng Xiexing.

"You eat this."

Cheng Xiexing tilted his head: "I thought you would urge me to eat green vegetables?"

After all, he likes to eat meat but not vegetables. Because of this, Wen Luheng asked the maid to put vegetables in front of him to remind him to eat more vegetables.

Wen Lvheng's expression was subtle: "There is no grass anywhere in the world. If you leave Ren Xiaohong who is garbage, you will have a wider world in the future. You go to wash your hair and wash off the green color on your hair, and you will get better in the future."

After all, he was a childhood friend, so Wen Luheng comforted him kindly.

Cheng Xiexing: "...Thank you for your comfort, but I am not wearing a cuckold, thank you."

"Okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it. Eat more shrimp, it's red, and it will bring you some good luck." Wen Luheng opened his mouth to say auspicious words, and he didn't care whether he was superstitious or not.

Comfort is.

A cuckold is one of the biggest blows in a man's life, and it's normal for Cheng Xiexing to be unbearable.

Cheng Xiexing: "..."

He really didn't turn green thanks! ! !