Foodies can't be broken
Chapter 111
The room was very quiet.
Jiang He blushed, wanting to push Fu Shanhai away, but also a little at a loss.
Fu Shanhai chuckled and whispered into Jiang He's ear: "Don't be nervous, trust me."
Jiang He's heartbeat was so fast that he couldn't help swallowing, his ears were so red that they were hot.
Fu Shanhai held Jiang He's waist with one hand, and slowly untied his bathrobe with the other hand.
The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
Just as Fu Shanhai's hand touched the bathrobe strap, a very loud melody suddenly sounded in the room.
It is "transform" by Jiang He. Fu Shanhai likes this song so much that he regards it as a ringtone.
The ringtone came so suddenly and unexpectedly, Jiang He was taken aback and his whole body trembled.
Fu Shanhai was also frightened. He just turned up the bell at the dinner party and forgot to turn it off when he came back.
He immediately pressed the phone off.
Jiang He leaned in his arms, blinking in bewilderment and bewilderment.
Fu Shanhai had no choice but to comfort him again: "It's okay, let's continue..."
At this time, the phone rang again.
……
Jiang He blushed and pushed him: "Answer the phone."
……
Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth and picked up the phone, and saw that it was Yu He's call.
"What's up!"
Yu He on the other end of the phone was taken aback, why did Fu Shanhai speak so violently?
"Boss, just now the person in charge of the music department of Baiyin Media called me and said that he wants to cooperate with Jiang He..."
Fu Shanhai's face darkened: "You called here just to say this?"
"..." Yu He hesitated for a moment, "...Yeah?"
"Don't you check what time it is?"
Yu He glanced at his watch wonderingly: "... Ten o'clock, boss, aren't you usually working at this time? Don't tell me you're already asleep?"
"..." Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth tightly, "I'm going to sleep."
"Sorry, sorry," Yu He said in confusion but politely, "Then boss, you go to bed first, I will send the plan to your mailbox, and we will discuss the details tomorrow. I think Baiyin Media is very sincere this time. We ..."
……
Yu He chatted endlessly about cooperation on the other end of the phone, and this Jiang He had already fastened the belt of his bathrobe, and pushed Fu Shanhai out of the bedroom with a blushing face.
"...It's too late, I'm going to bed too, good night."
……
Boss Fu, who was rejected by the cutie, held his mobile phone and felt aggrieved for a long time.
...Forget it, there is still a chance.
……
The next day, the person in charge of the Music Department of Baiyin Media came.
Baiyin Media Company wants to cooperate with Jiang He, and wants to reach a long-term cooperation agreement.
Fu Shanhai talked with him about the contract with a cold face, and then asked Jiang He to come out and sign.
While shaking hands with Jiang He excitedly, the person in charge looked at Fu Shanhai with some doubts.
The conditions on my side are obviously very good, why does Fu Shanhai look like he has suffered a big loss?
He was still looking at the contract repeatedly until he went out to confirm whether he had picked up any big bargains.
……
Jiang He put away the contract carefully: "Great, there are a lot of excellent musicians in Baiyin Media Company, and we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
Fu Shanhai nodded, and then grabbed Jiang He who was about to go out.
Jiang He turned around suspiciously: "...Is there anything else?"
"Something, something important."
Fu Shanhai closed the office door with a serious face, and even closed the curtains with the remote control.
The room suddenly darkened.
Fu Shanhai pushed Jiang He into the office chair with some doubts and sat down.
"Continue with what you didn't finish yesterday." Fu Shanhai said.
Jiang He's eyes widened instantly.
He looked at the glass around him, and at Fu Shanhai who had straight eyes, his face flushed.
"No, no... This is the office... How can I..."
As he spoke, he got up and wanted to run.
"Why not?" Fu Shanhai easily pressed Jiang He, "There are only two of us here, and no one will disturb you."
"But... um..."
Fu Shanhai leaned over and kissed Jiang He directly, blocking all his hesitation and retreat.
……
The office chair is very large, wide enough for Jiang He half to lie on it.
Fu Shanhai took advantage of the person for a while, and then began to pull his tie in satisfaction.
Jiang He didn't dare to open his eyes in embarrassment, and pushed Fu Shanhai slightly.
……
At this time, the elevator suddenly rang with a "ding".
Fu Shanhai and Jiang He's eyes widened almost at the same time.
"Hold."
This was the first time Jiang He heard Fu Shanhai swear.
Fu Shanhai moved quickly, and quickly helped Jiang He to sit upright, while he turned around and walked towards the door, blocking the sight of those who came.
At the same time, Jing Huaimeng got out of the elevator holding a stack of documents.
……
"Boss Fu," she smiled when she saw Fu Shanhai approaching, "I have a few things to discuss with you."
"..." Seeing that the person who came was actually Jing Huaimeng, Fu Shanhai had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only stare and pant.
Jing Huaimeng looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with you? Why are you blushing so much?"
"...It's okay," Fu Shanhai choked out a word through his teeth, and motioned her to go to another room, "Go there and talk."
Jing Huaimeng glanced at Fu Shanhai's office as he walked.
Jiang He was actually there too.
He was buttoning his shirt with his head down, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could see that his white ears suddenly turned red for some reason.
What's even more strange is that the temperature in Fu Shanhai's office is high enough, and Jiang He's clothes are not thin, but he still has to button his shirt to the top.
……
When Fu Shanhai finished handling those tasks and came out again, Jiang He had long since disappeared.
...He called Yu He angrily.
"Anyone who comes up to me in the future must obtain my permission in advance."
Yu He was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"
"Ah what!" Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth, "Add a password to the elevator, the highest floor cannot be entered casually."
"Okay, okay..." Seeing Fu Shanhai's bad tone, Yu He immediately agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he scratched his head wonderingly.
What happened to the boss these two days, so angry?
……
When Fu Shanhai grabbed Jiang He again, it was already three days later.
Jiang He was working on a new song, and stayed in the workshop for three days with his head depressed.
He came back very late every day, Fu Shanhai felt sorry for him, and urged him to go to bed every time.
But today, Jiang He ended very early.
After the two finished their meal, Fu Shanhai didn't take him home, but said he wanted to go back to his previous residence.
……
Jiang He was a little strange: "Aren't we going home today?"
"Well," Fu Shanhai said, "someone came to clean the house today, it's a bit messy, so I'll stay here for the night."
Jiang He believed it very simply, sat in the passenger seat obediently, and put on his seat belt.
The corners of Fu Shanhai's mouth could not help but curl up.
In fact, the house has already been cleaned, but he insists on going back to his own house because... he is usually the only one sleeping in his house, and the other rooms don't make beds much.
If Jiang He comes, he can only sleep in the same room with him.
And... the bed in the room is huge.
……
Back home, just as Jiang He put down his bag, Fu Shanhai couldn't wait to grab his wrist.
Jiang He looked at Fu Shanhai suspiciously.
Fu Shanhai spoke in a low voice: "Jiang He..."
Jiang He was taken aback: "Huh?"
In the next second, Fu Shanhai picked him up and walked straight into the room.
"you……"
Without saying a word, Jiang He felt suddenly weightless. In the next second, he sank into the soft bed.
Fu Shanhai also pressed on him.
"Hmm... wait a minute..."
Fu Shanhai noticed that the person in his arms had been struggling, got up slightly, and looked at him panting: "What's wrong?"
"You...you smell like smoke," Jiang He said with red eyes, turned his head, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.
Fu Shanhai lowered his head and sniffed it, then frowned: "It may be on Yu He's body. I stayed with him for a long time this afternoon... Sorry, I thought I wouldn't get it."
Jiang He pushed him: "Go take a bath."
……
Fu Shanhai left the bed very reluctantly.
Jiang closed his collar, the heat on his face was terribly hot.
He was nervous and apprehensive, and his throat was dry.
Jiang He walked out of the bedroom barefoot, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and came out with the glass.
He looked at the bedroom on the left, and at Fu Shanhai's study on the right.
Curiously, he opened the door and entered the study.
Fu Shanhai's study room is very big, almost as big as a small bedroom, and it is very elegantly furnished.
Jiang He saw that there were many rare editions of foreign language books on the bookshelf, as well as many beautiful ornaments.
He became interested in a jade-carved pen holder and wanted to pick it up to have a look.
But as soon as his hand touched the pen holder, Jiang He found that the pen holder could not be lifted up, and the bottom seemed to be connected to the shelf.
Jiang He tried again suspiciously, and even twirled the pen holder.
At this time, there was a strange noise in the room.
In the next second, the bookshelf in front of Jiang He suddenly moved!
Jiang He was startled, took a few steps back, and stared blankly at the bookshelf.
Behind the bookshelf is not a wall, but a small door.
"What is this..." Jiang He walked to the door in disbelief, "Secret room?"
How could there be such a thing in Fu Shanhai's study that he had only seen in TV dramas?
Jiang He gently pushed the small door.
The door opened.
……
Jiang He didn't dare to go in, so he stopped at the door and peeked inside.
This glance made him stunned.
The inside is actually a small space, but it is beautifully designed and planted with precious flowers and plants.
If you don't look at the posters on the wall, it is a very suitable place for meditation.
……
Jiang He walked in, staring blankly at the posters of himself all over the wall, which were carefully pasted up with adhesive tape that would not hurt the posters.
This room... is actually full of my surroundings.
Poster for the first TV show.
Signature mask box for the first endorsement.
A microphone taken from a mall event.
Plates from restaurants bought for dinner.
Albums and various photoshoots.
……
There are serious things around, and there are also weird things.
But at the end of the day...it's all about yourself.
Jiang Heyi blushed instantly when he thought that Fu Shanhai had collected all these.
What does Fu Shanhai collect these for!
……
At this time, Jiang He saw an exquisite box on the table, and a combination lock was hung on it.
The password is four digits.
He thought for a while and entered his birthday.
With a click, the box opened.
Jiang He put his hand on the box and hesitated for a long time.
It didn't feel like this, but he always felt that... there was something about himself too.
Jiang He opened the box slowly and carefully.
What caught his eye was a small book, and the cover caught him by surprise.
It seems that the painting is of myself in ancient costume, but I have never played such a role.
what is this?
He opened the book and saw that there were a lot of words and sometimes a picture.
Jiang He vaguely understood that this might be a fanbook that fans often say...
There are quite a few such fanbooks, Jiang He roughly counted, there are five or six in the box.
There are also fan pictures under the fanbook, which are printed very beautifully one by one, and they are also printed into a book.
Jiang Heyue turned blushing in those pictures, because the pictures are very sexy, and they are roughly his various stills and stage pictures.
But he... obviously didn't make these expressions and movements.
One of them was still half-dressed, holding a microphone with a blushing face, looking at the camera.
There are even paintings of maids in costumes.
Jiang He identified it and found that it was the maid outfit that Ye Lele wore when he went to William Castle last time.
……
Jiang He blushed and turned to the bottom, only to find a folded painting.
He unfolded the painting, and when he saw the contents of the painting clearly, he was suddenly stunned.
……
When Fu Shanhai came out excitedly after taking a shower, he found that Jiang He was not in the room.
He searched around the house, and finally saw that the door of the study was ajar.
Fu Shanhai opened the door and found no one in the study.
But the bad thing is that the bookshelf has actually moved.
The door to the hidden door...is also open.
Fu Shanhai was startled, a bad premonition made his scalp tingle instantly.
The next second, Fu Shanhai rushed in.
It happened to be big eyes to small eyes with Jiang.
And in Jiang He's hand, there is also a painting that he cherishes and is reluctant to take out.
……
It was a fan art. Fu Shanhai saw a similar painting drawn by another artist, so he paid a lot of money to let him draw it for himself alone.
In the painting, Jiang He is half-kneeling on the stage, and the light hits him, making his skin white and translucent.
Almost all of the clothes fell off, except for a little fabric left on the body, covering important parts.
In the painting, his face was flushed, his body was covered with marks, and he looked out of the picture with shame and emotion.
... This is Fu Shanhai's favorite little yellow picture.
……
However, Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He who was holding the painting and looked at him, and suddenly felt...
Not only is the scalp numb, but the eyes are also a little dark.
And a little hopeless.
If I had known...he came back without Jiang He.
Jiang He blushed, wanting to push Fu Shanhai away, but also a little at a loss.
Fu Shanhai chuckled and whispered into Jiang He's ear: "Don't be nervous, trust me."
Jiang He's heartbeat was so fast that he couldn't help swallowing, his ears were so red that they were hot.
Fu Shanhai held Jiang He's waist with one hand, and slowly untied his bathrobe with the other hand.
The atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
Just as Fu Shanhai's hand touched the bathrobe strap, a very loud melody suddenly sounded in the room.
It is "transform" by Jiang He. Fu Shanhai likes this song so much that he regards it as a ringtone.
The ringtone came so suddenly and unexpectedly, Jiang He was taken aback and his whole body trembled.
Fu Shanhai was also frightened. He just turned up the bell at the dinner party and forgot to turn it off when he came back.
He immediately pressed the phone off.
Jiang He leaned in his arms, blinking in bewilderment and bewilderment.
Fu Shanhai had no choice but to comfort him again: "It's okay, let's continue..."
At this time, the phone rang again.
……
Jiang He blushed and pushed him: "Answer the phone."
……
Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth and picked up the phone, and saw that it was Yu He's call.
"What's up!"
Yu He on the other end of the phone was taken aback, why did Fu Shanhai speak so violently?
"Boss, just now the person in charge of the music department of Baiyin Media called me and said that he wants to cooperate with Jiang He..."
Fu Shanhai's face darkened: "You called here just to say this?"
"..." Yu He hesitated for a moment, "...Yeah?"
"Don't you check what time it is?"
Yu He glanced at his watch wonderingly: "... Ten o'clock, boss, aren't you usually working at this time? Don't tell me you're already asleep?"
"..." Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth tightly, "I'm going to sleep."
"Sorry, sorry," Yu He said in confusion but politely, "Then boss, you go to bed first, I will send the plan to your mailbox, and we will discuss the details tomorrow. I think Baiyin Media is very sincere this time. We ..."
……
Yu He chatted endlessly about cooperation on the other end of the phone, and this Jiang He had already fastened the belt of his bathrobe, and pushed Fu Shanhai out of the bedroom with a blushing face.
"...It's too late, I'm going to bed too, good night."
……
Boss Fu, who was rejected by the cutie, held his mobile phone and felt aggrieved for a long time.
...Forget it, there is still a chance.
……
The next day, the person in charge of the Music Department of Baiyin Media came.
Baiyin Media Company wants to cooperate with Jiang He, and wants to reach a long-term cooperation agreement.
Fu Shanhai talked with him about the contract with a cold face, and then asked Jiang He to come out and sign.
While shaking hands with Jiang He excitedly, the person in charge looked at Fu Shanhai with some doubts.
The conditions on my side are obviously very good, why does Fu Shanhai look like he has suffered a big loss?
He was still looking at the contract repeatedly until he went out to confirm whether he had picked up any big bargains.
……
Jiang He put away the contract carefully: "Great, there are a lot of excellent musicians in Baiyin Media Company, and we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
Fu Shanhai nodded, and then grabbed Jiang He who was about to go out.
Jiang He turned around suspiciously: "...Is there anything else?"
"Something, something important."
Fu Shanhai closed the office door with a serious face, and even closed the curtains with the remote control.
The room suddenly darkened.
Fu Shanhai pushed Jiang He into the office chair with some doubts and sat down.
"Continue with what you didn't finish yesterday." Fu Shanhai said.
Jiang He's eyes widened instantly.
He looked at the glass around him, and at Fu Shanhai who had straight eyes, his face flushed.
"No, no... This is the office... How can I..."
As he spoke, he got up and wanted to run.
"Why not?" Fu Shanhai easily pressed Jiang He, "There are only two of us here, and no one will disturb you."
"But... um..."
Fu Shanhai leaned over and kissed Jiang He directly, blocking all his hesitation and retreat.
……
The office chair is very large, wide enough for Jiang He half to lie on it.
Fu Shanhai took advantage of the person for a while, and then began to pull his tie in satisfaction.
Jiang He didn't dare to open his eyes in embarrassment, and pushed Fu Shanhai slightly.
……
At this time, the elevator suddenly rang with a "ding".
Fu Shanhai and Jiang He's eyes widened almost at the same time.
"Hold."
This was the first time Jiang He heard Fu Shanhai swear.
Fu Shanhai moved quickly, and quickly helped Jiang He to sit upright, while he turned around and walked towards the door, blocking the sight of those who came.
At the same time, Jing Huaimeng got out of the elevator holding a stack of documents.
……
"Boss Fu," she smiled when she saw Fu Shanhai approaching, "I have a few things to discuss with you."
"..." Seeing that the person who came was actually Jing Huaimeng, Fu Shanhai had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only stare and pant.
Jing Huaimeng looked at him strangely: "What's wrong with you? Why are you blushing so much?"
"...It's okay," Fu Shanhai choked out a word through his teeth, and motioned her to go to another room, "Go there and talk."
Jing Huaimeng glanced at Fu Shanhai's office as he walked.
Jiang He was actually there too.
He was buttoning his shirt with his head down, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could see that his white ears suddenly turned red for some reason.
What's even more strange is that the temperature in Fu Shanhai's office is high enough, and Jiang He's clothes are not thin, but he still has to button his shirt to the top.
……
When Fu Shanhai finished handling those tasks and came out again, Jiang He had long since disappeared.
...He called Yu He angrily.
"Anyone who comes up to me in the future must obtain my permission in advance."
Yu He was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"
"Ah what!" Fu Shanhai gritted his teeth, "Add a password to the elevator, the highest floor cannot be entered casually."
"Okay, okay..." Seeing Fu Shanhai's bad tone, Yu He immediately agreed.
After hanging up the phone, he scratched his head wonderingly.
What happened to the boss these two days, so angry?
……
When Fu Shanhai grabbed Jiang He again, it was already three days later.
Jiang He was working on a new song, and stayed in the workshop for three days with his head depressed.
He came back very late every day, Fu Shanhai felt sorry for him, and urged him to go to bed every time.
But today, Jiang He ended very early.
After the two finished their meal, Fu Shanhai didn't take him home, but said he wanted to go back to his previous residence.
……
Jiang He was a little strange: "Aren't we going home today?"
"Well," Fu Shanhai said, "someone came to clean the house today, it's a bit messy, so I'll stay here for the night."
Jiang He believed it very simply, sat in the passenger seat obediently, and put on his seat belt.
The corners of Fu Shanhai's mouth could not help but curl up.
In fact, the house has already been cleaned, but he insists on going back to his own house because... he is usually the only one sleeping in his house, and the other rooms don't make beds much.
If Jiang He comes, he can only sleep in the same room with him.
And... the bed in the room is huge.
……
Back home, just as Jiang He put down his bag, Fu Shanhai couldn't wait to grab his wrist.
Jiang He looked at Fu Shanhai suspiciously.
Fu Shanhai spoke in a low voice: "Jiang He..."
Jiang He was taken aback: "Huh?"
In the next second, Fu Shanhai picked him up and walked straight into the room.
"you……"
Without saying a word, Jiang He felt suddenly weightless. In the next second, he sank into the soft bed.
Fu Shanhai also pressed on him.
"Hmm... wait a minute..."
Fu Shanhai noticed that the person in his arms had been struggling, got up slightly, and looked at him panting: "What's wrong?"
"You...you smell like smoke," Jiang He said with red eyes, turned his head, and it took him a long time to regain his senses.
Fu Shanhai lowered his head and sniffed it, then frowned: "It may be on Yu He's body. I stayed with him for a long time this afternoon... Sorry, I thought I wouldn't get it."
Jiang He pushed him: "Go take a bath."
……
Fu Shanhai left the bed very reluctantly.
Jiang closed his collar, the heat on his face was terribly hot.
He was nervous and apprehensive, and his throat was dry.
Jiang He walked out of the bedroom barefoot, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and came out with the glass.
He looked at the bedroom on the left, and at Fu Shanhai's study on the right.
Curiously, he opened the door and entered the study.
Fu Shanhai's study room is very big, almost as big as a small bedroom, and it is very elegantly furnished.
Jiang He saw that there were many rare editions of foreign language books on the bookshelf, as well as many beautiful ornaments.
He became interested in a jade-carved pen holder and wanted to pick it up to have a look.
But as soon as his hand touched the pen holder, Jiang He found that the pen holder could not be lifted up, and the bottom seemed to be connected to the shelf.
Jiang He tried again suspiciously, and even twirled the pen holder.
At this time, there was a strange noise in the room.
In the next second, the bookshelf in front of Jiang He suddenly moved!
Jiang He was startled, took a few steps back, and stared blankly at the bookshelf.
Behind the bookshelf is not a wall, but a small door.
"What is this..." Jiang He walked to the door in disbelief, "Secret room?"
How could there be such a thing in Fu Shanhai's study that he had only seen in TV dramas?
Jiang He gently pushed the small door.
The door opened.
……
Jiang He didn't dare to go in, so he stopped at the door and peeked inside.
This glance made him stunned.
The inside is actually a small space, but it is beautifully designed and planted with precious flowers and plants.
If you don't look at the posters on the wall, it is a very suitable place for meditation.
……
Jiang He walked in, staring blankly at the posters of himself all over the wall, which were carefully pasted up with adhesive tape that would not hurt the posters.
This room... is actually full of my surroundings.
Poster for the first TV show.
Signature mask box for the first endorsement.
A microphone taken from a mall event.
Plates from restaurants bought for dinner.
Albums and various photoshoots.
……
There are serious things around, and there are also weird things.
But at the end of the day...it's all about yourself.
Jiang Heyi blushed instantly when he thought that Fu Shanhai had collected all these.
What does Fu Shanhai collect these for!
……
At this time, Jiang He saw an exquisite box on the table, and a combination lock was hung on it.
The password is four digits.
He thought for a while and entered his birthday.
With a click, the box opened.
Jiang He put his hand on the box and hesitated for a long time.
It didn't feel like this, but he always felt that... there was something about himself too.
Jiang He opened the box slowly and carefully.
What caught his eye was a small book, and the cover caught him by surprise.
It seems that the painting is of myself in ancient costume, but I have never played such a role.
what is this?
He opened the book and saw that there were a lot of words and sometimes a picture.
Jiang He vaguely understood that this might be a fanbook that fans often say...
There are quite a few such fanbooks, Jiang He roughly counted, there are five or six in the box.
There are also fan pictures under the fanbook, which are printed very beautifully one by one, and they are also printed into a book.
Jiang Heyue turned blushing in those pictures, because the pictures are very sexy, and they are roughly his various stills and stage pictures.
But he... obviously didn't make these expressions and movements.
One of them was still half-dressed, holding a microphone with a blushing face, looking at the camera.
There are even paintings of maids in costumes.
Jiang He identified it and found that it was the maid outfit that Ye Lele wore when he went to William Castle last time.
……
Jiang He blushed and turned to the bottom, only to find a folded painting.
He unfolded the painting, and when he saw the contents of the painting clearly, he was suddenly stunned.
……
When Fu Shanhai came out excitedly after taking a shower, he found that Jiang He was not in the room.
He searched around the house, and finally saw that the door of the study was ajar.
Fu Shanhai opened the door and found no one in the study.
But the bad thing is that the bookshelf has actually moved.
The door to the hidden door...is also open.
Fu Shanhai was startled, a bad premonition made his scalp tingle instantly.
The next second, Fu Shanhai rushed in.
It happened to be big eyes to small eyes with Jiang.
And in Jiang He's hand, there is also a painting that he cherishes and is reluctant to take out.
……
It was a fan art. Fu Shanhai saw a similar painting drawn by another artist, so he paid a lot of money to let him draw it for himself alone.
In the painting, Jiang He is half-kneeling on the stage, and the light hits him, making his skin white and translucent.
Almost all of the clothes fell off, except for a little fabric left on the body, covering important parts.
In the painting, his face was flushed, his body was covered with marks, and he looked out of the picture with shame and emotion.
... This is Fu Shanhai's favorite little yellow picture.
……
However, Fu Shanhai looked at Jiang He who was holding the painting and looked at him, and suddenly felt...
Not only is the scalp numb, but the eyes are also a little dark.
And a little hopeless.
If I had known...he came back without Jiang He.
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