President of Chuancheng Entertainment

Since he has to face the camera on the show, but he is not a person who likes the stage by nature.Although he only showed his face in it, he could avoid it if he could.

"This... can we push it away?" Song Yu asked.

Xiao Wang was a little surprised. It turned out that the CEO agreed to invest in this show in order to get in close contact with all kinds of beautiful men after participating. Why did he suddenly regret it? Maybe it was because he didn't want to see Xia Chen.

Has it really developed to the point of irreversibility, but Xiao Wang dare not ask.

"President, we have signed a contract for this show." Xiao Wang said.

It’s okay not to go, as long as you pay compensation for breach of contract.

But in Song Yu's concept, money that can't be spent indiscriminately will never be reckless, let alone paying liquidated damages to buy wronged things.

Two weeks after the recording time of the program was initially set, the wound on my hand was almost healed, but it was only on TV, Song Sanshao's love affairs had been featured on many gossip entertainment boards, so what else? Scruples?

"If there is anything wrong with the company, please notify me. I won't go to the company for a few days." Song Yu said.

"Okay, President." Xiao Wang replied.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Wang bit his finger and was puzzled silently. Finally, he couldn't help asking the colleague next to him, "Tell me, has the president changed his gender recently?"

"How to say?"

"Didn't the president always turn away from the shopkeeper before? Why is he suddenly diligent in government and loving the people now, and he doesn't scold people, mess around, or invest randomly? I'm really not used to it."

"Just be happy in secret, look at the time you wanted to sign a document for the president and had to go in when there was no war in the office."

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Song Yu hung up the phone, took off the towel from her head and hung it up, changed into loose clothes and went downstairs.

The eldest brother and the second brother were still chatting, and he sat back in his seat silently.

Only a few chopsticks were moved on the dining table, and he saw the plate of strangely colored things on the table with his eyes clearly.

Song Yu took the plate of ugly, strangely colored dumplings with his right hand, picked one up with the chopsticks prepared on the table, and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Didn't Xiaoyu just say he wasn't hungry?" Xi Xun looked at the plate of Xi Yan's exclusive and secret dumplings without changing his face, and his younger brother who ate it calmly felt a little admiration in his heart.

"I'm hungry again after taking a bath. Of course my brother will eat the dumplings made by my brother." He said and picked up a few more.

There is progress and progress!Although this is still comparable to dark cuisine, the taste is still acceptable.

Sure enough, the method of encouragement he adopted was correct!

After he finished solving the dumpling storm in front of him, "Shan, Yu. Xi, Xi" didn't need Xi Yan's reminder, and he felt very self-conscious that he picked up the warm milk at hand and drank it.

Xi Xun was at the side helping him with his back, and said softly, "Slow down, what if you choke again?"

The slender and beautiful eyes stared at the corners of Song Yu's attractive mouth stained with milk, resisting the desire, but gently wiped off the white spot with his hands.

The gentleness of this action was beyond Xi Xun's expectation.

I saw Song Yu's ear tips were a little red, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, you don't have to do this."

After all, he still feels a little bit sorry for someone with a cleanliness to treat him like this.

"You are my younger brother, what do you and I care about?"

Song Yu thought for a while and thought that the original second brother didn't seem to be so easy-going...

His gaze went to the elder brother's side, and he saw Xi Yan look at the watch on his wrist.He opened the mouth and said, "Xi Xun, it's time to go." As he said that, he picked up the coat that was placed beside him and prepared to get up and go out.

Song Yu quickly stood up and quickly grabbed Xi Yan's clothes, "Brother, I'm going to the company too."

Those cold eyes that were as pale as glazed glass stared at him, pulled back his hand, and said lightly: "You stay at home and rest."

Song Yu became anxious when he heard that, "Brother, are you angry that I missed my appointment these two days?"

After all, he kept missing appointments again and again, and he had clearly agreed to go to the company to help, but in the end he lied to his brother for two days in a row, using such perfunctory excuses.

If Xi Yan is really angry, it can only be said that it is all his fault.

"No, you think too much." Xi Yan said.

Since Xi Yan said no, it means that he is really not angry. If it is a wound on his hand, he believes that his body is completely fine.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you come over to play with me." Xi Xun coaxed, "Your elder brother is busy, so you can come over to play with me."

Xi Xun is a forensic doctor, and he is usually in his own office. In his words: "He doesn't care about people before they die, but they are under his jurisdiction after death."

He doesn't want to be included in his jurisdiction yet.

Just as he was about to tactfully refuse, he heard Xi Yan's cold voice: "What are the things in that office of yours? Think about it yourself, can Song Yu watch the picture of your work?"

Xi Xun, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and wearing a white coat, smiled at the cold and rotting corpse, and with his slender amber eyes, said softly "I'm sorry" and then cut open his stomach, blood stains.

It is estimated that seeing this scene, he will really be a little unbearable.

"Well...Xiaoyu should rest at home for a day."

He also didn't want his lovely Xiaoyu to see those corpses and tremble in fear.

"Song Yu, come with me." Xi Yan said.

Song Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he quickly followed his steps: "Okay, brother."