The group pet, Little Fatty, debuted in the C position

Wen Yuan fell into deep thought when he saw the unconstrained and unconstrained evidence, which was not evidence.

So, how to deal with the super long standby time of these monsters.

But he still remembered the question Cen Yun explained to him, and Wen Yuan called his family.

It was Huo Junmo who answered the phone.

"Hey, brother."

"Hot searches?" Huo Junmo said, "Don't worry, I'll clarify later."

Wen Yuan also heard Huo Tan muttering next to him: "If you ask me, this group of human beings are really annoying. A good entertainment circle makes it so complicated."

Wen Yuan burst out laughing.

Huo Junmo simply turned on the hands-free, and put the phone in the middle to make the radio better.

Zhu Xiaoyue complained from the side: "Can it be as complicated as the business district you were in before?"

Hearing the attitude of the opposite party not in a hurry, Wen Yuan also calmed down, listening to their complaints from a distance, and discussing the solution with his eldest brother in a low voice.

Every time Wen Yuan said something, he had to add in front of it that now is a society ruled by law. He was really afraid that Huo Junmo would show these human beings the truth on impulse.

In the end, Huo Junmo approached the crisis public relations department of the Huo Group to discuss registering an official Weibo account of Huo Junmo to explain the matter.

Huo Junmo's identity, which Wen Yuan has been avoiding all the time, is indifferent to Huo Junmo.

"Let's just say he's an adopted son. They made him so annoying." Huo Junmo said, "You can also check your marriage history."

"Okay." Wen Yuan held the phone between his head and poured himself a glass of water.

After talking for so long, I am thirsty.

After hanging up the phone with Huo Junmo, Wen Yuan sent another message to Cen Yun.

——My brother is dealing with it, the company's public relations can take a break~

Cen Yun returned an OK gesture.

He Ciyuan sat aside, quietly watching Wen Yuan answer the phone for an hour.

After Wen Yuan and Cen Yun finished speaking, he found that two episodes of his TV series had finished.

"Why so fast!" Wen Yuan covered his head and screamed, "I haven't watched it yet!"

He Ciyuan gave Wen Yuan a look.

But Wen Yuan always felt that those eyes were looking at a fool.

"You projected it with your mobile phone." He Ciyuan said calmly, "It can be reversed."

Wen Yuan stopped: "I'll just act."

After finishing speaking, he clicked his tongue and felt that what he said was right, so he straightened his back and said, "Can't I just act for a while!"

It was already very late, He Ciyuan got up from the recliner and supervised Wen Yuan to go back to his room to sleep.

The goal of one TV series a day cannot be given up, Wen Yuan decided to go back to bed at night and watch the rest.

He Ciyuan: "Go back to sleep, it's past ten o'clock."

Wen Yuan nodded confusedly: "Yeah."

He Ciyuan: "I will cut off the network of the villa."

Wen Yuan: "Mmm, eh?"

He Ciyuan: "I asked Xie Wen to buy a signal shielding device."

Wen Yuan: "Huh???"

Wen Yuan was not convinced: "Why do you restrict my freedom to surf the Internet!"

He Ciyuan chuckled and spoke softly: "I have no restrictions, you can go online."

Wen Yuan couldn't believe that He Ciyuan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "You turned off the Internet and turned on the shielding device, and you said that you don't restrict my freedom to surf the Internet!"

He Ciyuan stopped at the door of Wen Yuan's room, watched Wen Yuan behind him walk into the room, and said softly, "I will turn off the internet at eleven o'clock, don't sleep too late."

Seeing that He Ciyuan had finally given up some time, Wen Yuan reluctantly closed the door.

If I had known it earlier, I might as well have promised him that Huo Tan and Zhu Xiaoyue would follow.

He Ciyuan is even more antique than his parents! ! !

……

When Wen Yuan woke up after a nap, he found that his brother had already been dispatched.

Huo Junmo directly posted Huo Tan's marriage history on Weibo, and asked if the netizens were talking nonsense without checking it?

The most lively thing was his hot comment on Weibo, Wen Yuan laughed when he saw it, and his shoulders trembled.

【But you are obviously not Zhu Xiaoyue's son?Unless your mother is an out-of-wedlock child]

Reply [The legal department of the Huo Group will contact you, and there is another family relationship called adoptive parents and adopted children]

[Huo Tan will hand over the Huo Group to an adopted son? 】

Reply [I will not give it to you if I give it to anyone]

[But the shares of the Huo Group are not owned by Wen Yuan...and why Wen Yuan's surname is Wen]

Reply [First, all my things belong to Yuan Yuan, it doesn’t matter if it is in his name or not; second, you control the world and how we name it? 】

Is this really his brother's under the skin?

It was the first time Wen Yuan saw Huo Junmo in this mood.

Many marketing accounts have turned to Huo Junmo, but Wen Yuan also knows that they have all been handed a lawyer's letter.

According to the mentality of the monsters who must retaliate, I am afraid that none of the marketing accounts that participated in this "lively" before will be able to escape.

Wen Yuan got off the bed, went to the window and stretched.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Wen Yuan leisurely washed and changed his clothes.

Today he is going to the set with Xi Tuizhi who is returning to the company.

This crew is not in Haishi, but in a film and television city in a small city in the province next door to Haishi.

He Ciyuan personally drove Wen Yuan to the airport.

Wen Yuan took down the suitcase, came to the driver's seat, and waved goodbye to He Ciyuan through the window.

After waiting for a few seconds, He Ciyuan opened the car door.

Xie Wen appeared out of nowhere, passed by Wen Yuan who was standing sluggishly, and then stepped into the driver's seat in place of He Ciyuan.

Wen Yuan:? ? ?

He Ciyuan said lightly: "Didn't you say 'close protection'?"

I don't know if it's Wen Yuan's illusion, but the word "close protection" is a bit heavy.

Wen Yuan suddenly realized.

He pulled the suitcase nervously, looking left and right.

"But what if someone recognizes you?"

"It's nothing." He Ciyuan said, "I don't want others to see my face clearly, so they won't know who I am."

He Ciyuan is the way of heaven, if he doesn't want humans to remember his appearance, even if these people walk close to him, they won't notice him.

Wen Yuan patted his heart: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm afraid that it will be popular again in the afternoon."

Wen Yuan even wondered if there was something wrong with his physique. It seemed that since he participated in the draft 101, he was a frequent searcher, and the key was that he was always eaten.

But every time they eat fake melons.

Wen Yuan felt that he had to clarify some false melons every once in a while. The company obviously only had five members of their FIRST group, but the public relations department was busier than some mature entertainment companies.

Wen Yuan walked into the airport.

Because the crew released the news that they were going to be a guest star in an interview a few days ago, the fans heard the news, and they have been squatting at the airport for the past few days.

Wen Yuan was surrounded as soon as he entered the airport.

Seeing the excitement of a group of little girls around him, Wen Yuan felt a little helpless.

"Don't you have to go to work?" He could still look at the time, "Today is Thursday."

The fans immediately chirped back.

"You don't have to go to work, I just collect the rent at the beginning of each month."

"I work in my father's company, and it's okay to skip work."

"I started my own business and established a company. The boss does not require working hours, hehe."

Wen Yuan: ...

Yes, they are all richer than him.

No, he is also worth a lot now.

The boarding time was still early, so Wen Yuan simply took the group of fans to a corner, so as not to hinder others.

Almost all of these fans have been fans of him since the beginning of the draft.

Wen Yuan chatted with fans.

Fans: "Today's hot search is so annoying, why are you so jealous, everyone wants to fuck you."

Wen Yuan is innocent: "I don't know, obviously I haven't released many songs or albums, and I haven't acted to steal other people's resources."

Fans: "Today's hot search, is your brother going to sue those marketing accounts?"

Wen Yuan said vaguely, "I don't know."

This can't be said, there must be paparazzi among the fans or proxy filming, this kind of thing can't be caught by others.

Fans: "Why haven't you grown to 1.8 meters yet?"

"..." Wen Yuan deliberately replied viciously, "I don't know!"

Ahhhhhhhh what's going on with this group of fans, just poking at the pain points, right?

Wen Yuan simply asked the fans: "Is Xi Tuizhi here? Why am I the only one now?"

The fans replied: "He is here, surrounded by his fans, where is he?"

Wen Yuan looked along where the fans were pointing, and saw a bunch of black hair in a symmetrical corner with himself.

As for the body below, everything is blocked and I can't see clearly.

Wen Yuan deeply sympathized with a wave of Xi Tuizhi, and then continued talking to fans.

"Don't come to pick up the plane in the future, it's a waste of money."

Now it's the fans' turn to shout.

"Don't worry about it, just keep doing business."

"I have a lot of money, so it's fine to spend a little. My dad's company has a market value of tens of billions, which should be enough for me to waste."

"My three houses are rented out, it's all right, we can do it."

"We have managed the fan base for you. This kind of pick-up will not let office workers and students skip work and skip school. Don't worry, we are all sensible."

Wen Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only contact the nearby milk tea shop, and ordered a cup of fruit tea for each of these people. When ordering, he asked the fans what they wanted to drink, so as to prevent them from encountering their allergies.

His fans were also not polite to him, and one by one began to report the name of the milk tea. Some of the milk tea shops they wanted to drink were not in this milk tea shop, and Wen Yuan even deliberately changed to another one to take orders.

Time moved quickly, and Wen Yuan hurriedly bid farewell to fans when he heard the news of his flight.

"I'm leaving, the takeaway will be here soon."

"Okay, okay." The fans waved their hands, "You film well, and give those black fans a slap in the face!"

Wen Yuan said with difficulty: "I work hard."

What's up with these fans.

Wen Yuan felt deeply shocked by these fans.

Xi Tuizhi quickly left his group of fans and walked towards Wen Yuan.

"You brought an assistant with you this time." Xi Tuizhi said, looking at He Ciyuan's face.

The doll given by the fan that Xi Tuizhi held in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

He looked at He Ciyuan's cold face and was shocked.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! ! !

Isn't that their big boss behind the scenes, He Ciyuan, the real manager of Wentian Investment!

How did Wen Yuanyuan bring him here! ! !