I went viral after breaking up with the boss

It coincides with the release of the second promotional video on the crew's official blog.

Yang Zhenzhen's doing this has invisibly added a lot of traffic to the crew.

The melon-eating crowd flocked to the official blog and found that Song Bai's acting skills were so good, Qiqi was so surprised that he expressed emotion in the comment area.

——After watching this video, I suddenly feel that even if the melon is real, it’s nothing.

——To be honest, Song Bai needs good looks and good acting skills. Watching him act is really a visual pleasure.

——I would like to trouble everyone, Golden Pigs, to learn a little bit. If you are looking for someone in the future, please find someone like Song Bai.

--agree! ! !Song Bai's acting skills are really delicious.

——I even want him to work harder and cut off all the resources of some facial paralysis.

——Hahahaha, you have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain.

Yang Zhenzhen never expected that she would spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on Shui Jun, letting them ruin Song Bai's reputation.

As a result, Song Bai was not only scolded by netizens as she expected, but the number of fans continued to increase.

Yang Zhenzhen didn't give up when she found that the front row in the comment area was praising Song Bai.

She held the tablet computer and scrolled down for a long time before finding the curse word from a bunch of rainbow farts.

However, when she clicked on the blank avatar of this netizen, she found that there was nothing on the homepage.

This means that there is a high probability that the opponent is a navy.

Yang Zhenzhen collapsed, threw the tablet hard on the ground, and cursed hysterically: "A bunch of trash, you can't do this little thing well!"

At that time, Song Bai, who had just come out of the bathroom, found that there were several missed calls in his mobile phone, and he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Maybe God heard his voice, and a notification popped up on the notification bar.

【The person behind Song Bai is actually...】

Unfathomably eating his own melon, Song Bai ordered it out of curiosity.

After a cursory glance, I found that they were all specious remarks, and there was no strong argument to support them.

Song Bai thought for a while, took the trumpet and boarded the biggest melon-eating place - Weibo.

Sure enough, when he entered Weibo's trending search, he saw that his name was listed on the list, and his position was quite high.

Because he has experienced many times, such things as being blamed in the sky, Song Bai is no stranger to it, and even wants to eat his own melon.

Driven by curiosity, Song Bai finally clicked in.

In the end, I didn't understand the melon, but was confused by a bunch of rainbow farts in the square.

Can anyone tell him why the entry reads #宋白走rule上位#, but when he clicks on it, it turns out to be a large rainbow fart scene?

Song Bai has lived two lifetimes and has been in the circle for nearly ten years, and he has never seen such a situation.

On the other side, Pei Heming also got the news from his assistant.

Because the trend of public opinion is favorable to Song Bai, Qi Lan is very entangled in whether to notify the public relations department to work overtime.

Qi Lan couldn't make a decision, so he handed over the choice to Pei Heming, "Mr. Pei, do you want to remove Mr. Song's hot search?"

Pei Heming said in a deep voice: "The hot search will not be removed for the time being, so that people can keep an eye on the direction of public opinion."

"Once someone fishes in troubled waters, remove the hot search."

"Also, find out who is instigating this matter."

"Not surprisingly, the main ambassador will be Grandpa or Yang Zhenzhen."

Qi Lan: "Okay, I'll investigate right away."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Heming was worried that Song Bai would be in a bad mood knowing this, so he wanted to prepare something that could comfort him.

Recalling that on the way back, Song Bai muttered "I want to eat crayfish", and Pei Heming asked his assistant to order crayfish for delivery.

Since he didn't know Song Bai's favorite taste, Pei Heming simply chose all kinds of flavors.

About four or ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Hearing the voice, Song Bai raised his watch and glanced at it.

Seeing that it was past eleven o'clock, Song Bai couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Who is it, come and ring the doorbell at night."

Song Bai was very puzzled, so he sat up from the bed, turned around and got out of bed.

Walking out of the room with his slippers on, Song Bai was about to ask who was ringing the doorbell just now, when he was attracted by a large pile of takeaway boxes on the dining table.

After being stunned for a moment, Song Bai came back to his senses, and asked in surprise, "What are these things?"

Pei Heming let out a chuckle, with a pampering voice that he didn't realize, "Didn't you say you wanted to eat crayfish when you came back?"

When Song Bai heard this, the surprise in his eyes almost overflowed, "I just said it casually."

Seeing his eyes turned into round cat's eyes due to surprise, Pei Heming's heart melted because of his cuteness.

Song Bai like this is really like a little milk cat, he really wants to touch the other person's head...

The more Pei Heming thought about it, the more his heart became more and more excited, and finally he couldn't control his eager heart.

Taking advantage of Song Bai's surprise, Pei Heming, like a thief, touched the opponent's head twice with lightning speed.

It had to be said that the touch was much better than he had imagined.

While Pei Heming was happy, regret also popped up in his heart.

He was with Song Bai before, why didn't he find such a cute side of the other party!

Song Bai came back to his senses, and found that Pei Heming's eyes were a little wandering, his expression alternately happy and bitter, and he seemed to be mentally divided, which made him puzzled.

Unable to understand, Song Bai simply interrupted the other party's thoughts, "What are you thinking?"

Pei Heming raised his eyes with an unnatural expression, "It's okay."

Seeing that Song Bai wanted to ask again, Pei Heming hurriedly changed the subject, "The crayfish will be cold if you don't eat them, and so will the barbecue."

When Song Bai heard this, his attention instantly shifted to these midnight snacks.

As for Pei Heming's abnormal behavior, he had forgotten about it.

Song Bai unwrapped the package casually, opened the lid to have a look, and cheered, "It's my favorite garlic crayfish!"

Pei Heming raised the corners of his mouth, showing a pampering smile, "Eat it if you like it."

Song Bai nodded his head as if pecking at rice, and began to eat bitterly.

Seeing this, Pei Heming thoughtfully opened the other takeaway boxes one by one, and placed them neatly and orderly in front of Song Bai.

Seeing that Song Bai's mouth was full of oil, and his right cheek was still stained with crayfish soup, Pei Heming picked up the tissue with helplessness and amused him, and while wiping his face, he told him: "Eat slowly, no one will talk to you." You grab it."

Song Baiman said indifferently: "I don't need idol burden in my own home."

At the end, Song Bai pouted towards these crayfish, and his gaze on Pei Heming was full of doubts, "Why don't you eat it?"

Pei Heming rolled up his sleeves and replied half seriously and half jokingly: "I have to take care of my little ancestor first."

Song Bai was startled, and realized that the "little ancestor" in Pei Heming's mouth was referring to him, and he curled up his toes in shame.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Where did the dog man go to study during this time, and he has become so flirtatious!

Song Bai's entire face turned red all of a sudden.

Seeing this, Pei Heming couldn't help but tease: "Little ancestor, are you shy?"

When Song Bai heard this address, he felt like his face was going to burn.

Angry and angry, Song Bai covered his face and shouted: "Don't call me that!"

Pei Heming's low-pitched laughter resounded, and the deliberately low voice seemed to hide countless small hooks, which touched Song Bai's unsteady heartstrings, "Isn't it good to call him little ancestor? Everyone calls his wife that."

Song Bai denied without thinking, "Of course not!"

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Pei Heming had no choice but to restrain himself, so as not to overplay like before, "Since you don't like it, forget it."

Song Bai originally thought that the two of them would have to argue about this question of titles at least ten times before they could turn the page.

Never expected that Pei Heming was surprisingly easy to talk this time.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be demons.

Combined with Pei Heming's performance today, Song Bai felt more and more that the other party must be hiding something from him.

It's a pity that Pei Heming's mouth is too hard, he can't pry it open at all.

Thinking of this, Song Bai suddenly felt that the crayfish were not tasty anymore.

After eating and drinking, Song Bai went back to the room, lay down on the bed and played the game.

Pei Heming was not so comfortable.

After cleaning up the leftovers of the food, there is still a pile of work waiting for him to deal with.

It wasn't until after two o'clock in the morning that Pei Heming was able to rest.

The next day, Song Bai woke up naturally after falling asleep.

After waking up and having lunch, he went to the study to study the script as yesterday, and wrote a biography of the character he played.

Pei Heming has completely become the husband of the house.

He not only cleared the dining table, but also cleaned the pots and pans.

If someone from the president's office sees it, they will definitely be surprised.

In Mingxu Group's CEO's office, Second Uncle Pei was overwhelmed after listening to the reports of several senior executives.

The reason was that he couldn't understand what the executives reported.

In the past, he was an idle shareholder, and he only had to wait for the dividends at the end of the year every year, and he didn't need to worry about other things at all.

Now that he has become the president, he realizes that this position is not as easy as he imagined.

It doesn't matter if he is too busy every day, even on weekends, he will receive calls asking him to deal with things at home.

Uncle Pei had only taken over for a few days before he came up with the idea of ​​going on strike.

However, he was not reconciled to letting him hand over this position.

After sending those executives away with a few clichés, Second Uncle Pei immediately drove to the old house.

When Mr. Pei came back from fishing, he found his second son sitting at home. When he saw him, he had a sad face, and he couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's going on?"

Second Uncle Pei paused for a moment, and complained with an unhappy face: "I suspect those executives are deliberately embarrassing me."

Mr. Pei handed the fishing rod to the servant, and while taking off his sun protection clothing, he asked, "Why are they making things difficult for you?"

Second Uncle Pei plausibly said: "I don't understand them all when they come to report on their work."

Hearing this, Mr. Pei couldn't hold back for a while, and knocked Second Uncle Pei on the head, "Didn't I hire some professional managers for you?"

Under Mr. Pei's death gaze, Second Uncle Pei shrank his neck, "They are too annoying."

When Mr. Pei heard the words, he almost died of anger from the other party.

Considering that the Mingxu Group would definitely be ruined in this way, Mr. Pei decided to call Pei Heming back after thinking hard.

Of course, just for him to come back to work, the group still has to be in his hands.