Foodies can't be broken

The room is filled with the smell of fried chicken. If everyone just looked at the fried chicken and only thought of "greasy and greasy", now it is accompanied by the crunching of ginger - even though he has been very quiet, the room can still smell. Hear the crispy skin of the fried chicken being crunched and the buttery meat being bitten open.

The fried chicken at this moment suddenly became concrete in everyone's mind.

It is like an old | bustard stretching out his hand to attract customers, his face is full of "Come on, guest officer~ come and eat me~~"

Ye Lele felt herself swallowing loudly, and unconsciously looked down at the fried chicken that she had just put aside.

A female artist couldn't help asking: "You...how did you eat?"

Hearing this, Jiang He was stunned: "Can't you eat it? Didn't you just say you can eat it..."

He was aggrieved and anxious, and at the same time took the opportunity to eat a few quick bites, wanting to satisfy the hunger in his mind first.

...the crowd fell silent.

Wow, it smells even better.

The female artist looked at him suspiciously, and then at his slender waist, confirming that this is an artist following the idol route.

…These artists let themselves go so freely?

Or is there a new type of weight loss drug on the market that can be eaten casually? ?

Is this guy vomiting? ? ?

……

A male artist who hadn't eaten much for two days couldn't bear it any longer, quietly picked up a small piece of chicken leg, and silently ate a mouthful.

Afterwards, the same satisfied expression as Jiang He appeared on his face.

The feeling of fried food is so good!

A few female artists still didn't dare to move, but the rest of them seemed to be bewitched by Jiang He's eating appearance, they all picked up the fried chicken by mistake, and ate a little bit.

Even Gao Lengqi Guanyu, who hadn't been very involved in the conversation, looked at Jiang He and everyone in shock, as if he hesitated to speak.

Do you want to tell them that the boss will come later?

...Forget it, I probably won't come to their temporary lounge.

Qi Guanyu himself keeps exercising all the year round, and he can restrain himself from eating a little bit of greasy food, but most of the artists in these companies are still young, and they never cared about eating and drinking when their families had money. There is a gap, let them relax.

There was a silent tacit understanding in the room. The fried chicken on the table did not become a decoration this time, but was really consumed a little.

Outside the red carpet, an extended Lincoln parked at the entrance.

In the headsets of the staff present, a heart-piercing reminder from chief director Wang Ming came from the same place:

"Attention everyone! Mr. Fu is here!"

"Attention! Mr. Fu is here!"

Everyone was waiting in front of the car, ready to fight.

The co-pilot's door opened, and a handsome young man with a bit of mixed race quickly got out of the car.

Wang Ming was about to lead everyone to shout "Hello Mr. Fu!" when he saw the young man wave his hand at him, then quickly walked to the back of the driver's seat and opened the rear door.

Yu He said to the people in the car: "Boss, we're here."

A long leg wearing leather shoes stepped out of the car and stepped on the red carpet, and then the man walked out of the car.

Everyone at the scene gasped.

The legendary Mr. Fu... is too handsome, right? !

Wang Ming even made up his mind. If this face makes a debut, it will definitely cause a sensation...

Seeing that he was a little lost in thought, Yu He reminded him: "Where is the boss' lounge?"

Wang Ming immediately came back to his senses: "Here, here, follow me!"

Fu Shanhai moved with the crowd, and when he passed the red carpet, he turned his head and looked at the huge poster at the end of the red carpet, on which were photos of the main actors who participated in the filming.

He saw the entertainer with a sweet smile at a glance, stared at it for a while, and muttered softly: "The smile is quite sweet."

Assistant Yu He heard his words, and immediately explained a little proudly: "We signed Ye Lele's actor contract last year, and she was not popular at that time."

The implication is that they are very discerning in the mountains and seas, so they picked a hot one, and the contract price is cheap.

Fu Shanhai was noncommittal. He was talking sweetly just now, but he wasn't talking about Ye Lele.

When he was about to walk to the lounge, Fu Shanhai asked again: "Where are the actors resting?"

Wang Ming immediately replied: "It's right next to it, that shed."

He stretched out his finger, and Fu Shanhai then turned his head to look over, not far away.

Thinking that the company hadn't had an annual meeting for two years, Fu Shanhai suddenly had a whim and wanted to see the artists under his banner.

He turned around and walked towards the shed.

Wang Ming, who was still leading the way, didn't notice that he had turned a corner. After walking two steps, he realized that there was no one behind him. He immediately ran over to lead the way.

However, his legs were short, and he never caught up. With his long legs, Fu Shanhai walked to the front of the shed in a few steps, adjusted his tie slightly, raised his chin slightly, and pushed open the door very confidently.

The picture that catches the eye is that everyone is eating fried chicken happily, and the room is filled with the strong smell of fried chicken.

……

Everyone was eating happily, when someone pushed the door unexpectedly, they all turned their heads to look at it, and then jumped up immediately when they were frightened by the person who came.

Mr. Fu!Why is he here! !

Those who reacted quickly threw away the chicken bones, those who reacted slowly still had chicken legs in their mouths, and those who reacted the slowest were still eating seriously.

The veins on Fu Shanhai's forehead were throbbing, and he saw the person who ate the most delicious food and had the most chicken bones in front of him at a glance.

It is him again!

I heard Chen Xiang's recommendation a few days ago. Afterwards, this new artist changed his mind and prepared to act well, and he was given a good role. I didn't expect him to be like this. He didn't have any self-control as an artist, and he actually took the lead!

No need to ask, Fu Shanhai confirmed that Jiang Hedai was the leader. The other artists except Ye Lele belonged to his company. He knew how strict his company's regulations were.

Ye Lele winked at Jiang He desperately: Jiang He, don't eat it! The boss is here!

It's a pity that Jianghe didn't notice that he was fighting with a piece of Orleans chicken leg with his head down.

Qi Guanyu coughed lightly, and said, "Hello, Mr. Fu."

Jiang He did hear the voice, and his thinking froze for a second, as if he was thinking about Mr. Fu, and then immediately thought of the source of his being forced to go on a diet for two days - that big devil!

Jiang He raised his head suddenly, just in time to meet the cold gaze at the door.

For a moment, he was so scared that he hiccupped.

Fu Shanhai's face darkened even more.

Is this fucking full? !

The air pressure in the room was extremely low, with black clouds surging, no one dared to speak.

Jiang He carefully put down the Orleans chicken leg in his hand, and reached out to say hello to Fu Shanhai: "...Hi?"

The corners of Fu Shanhaiqi's eyes were about to cramp.

Jiang He didn't notice it yet, and pointed to the side very kindly: "That...your lounge seems to be over there."

The implication is that you are going wrong.

……

Everyone gasped and looked at Jiang He with sympathy.

Strong man.

Yu He behind Fu Shanhai also gasped, his eyes full of horror.

Who recruited this fairy entertainer, dare to talk to the boss like that?

Seeing that Fu Shanhai was on the verge of breaking out, Yu He made a decisive decision and immediately said, "Boss! The media are all here, and we're going to take a group photo soon. Let's go back to the lounge first?"

Everyone looked at Yu He like a savior.

Fu Shanhai's chest heaved a few times, and after repeatedly suppressing his anger, he gave Jiang He a cold look, turned and left.

"Notify the HR manager that Chen Xiang will deduct [-] from this month's salary!"

……

When it was time to take a group photo, everyone walked out in fear, and no one dared to stand in the first row.

Fu Shanhai's face was still cold, who would dare to provoke him.

Jiang He obediently stood at the far side, waiting to take pictures.

Wang Ming looked at the camera and frowned: "The one on the far right in the third row, you come forward, you can't be seen in the camera."

Everyone looked over and found that it was Jiang He.

Jiang He was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

Wang Ming looked at the camera: "Go... just stand next to Mr. Fu, why is there such a big empty seat!"

Jiang He widened his eyes and didn't dare to move.

Qi Guanyu looked back at him, then pointed to a male artist next to Jiang He: "Come here and stand."

Fu Shanhai said suddenly: "It's him."

This time, Jiang couldn't get along anymore.

Fu Shanhai watched Jiang He walk over step by step, holding the hem of his clothes, his face full of reluctance.

"Go a little further in the middle!" Wang Ming urged.

Jiang He stood against Fu Shanhai aggrievedly, feeling stiff all over.

Is this person a refrigerator? Why does it feel like it's cooling off...

Fu Shanhai was also very dissatisfied, thinking about the scene he saw just now, he was going crazy.

The good-looking entertainers he is proud of can't even resist the temptation of a piece of fried chicken!

"Get ready to shoot!" Wang Ming shouted, and then ran into the crowd.

He pushed Jiang He: "Let's make room for me."

Jiang He was pushed by him, lost his footing, and bumped directly into Fu Shanhai, so frightened that he was about to explode.

Fu Shanhai subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, and then he smelled a vague milky smell, which seemed to come from Jiang He.

The smell was so good that he couldn't help turning his head to look at Jiang He.

Jiang He's appearance today is very youthful, with a black long-sleeved base layer over a simple off-white short sleeve, black pants, and white canvas shoes. The whole person has a refreshing taste.

He is a head shorter than Fu Shanhai. Looking at him from this angle, Fu Shanhai happened to see his slender neck. His milky white skin was a little red from tension, and even his ears were red. He pursed his mouth, looking like he was afraid of himself. look.

Fu Shanhai looked at it for two more seconds, then quietly looked away.

Is it a rabbit, so timid.

Jiang He was really terrified, shrunk his shoulders, and tried to squeeze to the side, trying to leave an invisible barrier for himself and Fu Shanhai in the crowded crowd.

As soon as the group photo was over, Jiang He turned and ran away, and the pleasant smell of milk disappeared.

Fu Shanhai was a little irritable in his heart, but he couldn't explain the reason, so he drove back with a cold face.

Along the way, Yu He didn't speak. He quietly observed the boss's face from the rearview mirror, and interjected, "Boss, the trending topic of this drama has already been bought, and the time has been staggered. Guaranteed that the topic of "Radio Exaggeration" It’s been trending in the past few days.”

Usually he never reported these things, but seeing that Fu Shanhai's face was really bad, he picked a topic at random to ease it.

Fu Shanhai let out a "hmm", took out his mobile phone and refreshed Weibo.

Soon, I saw a row of blogs posted by artists of their own company, all of which were photos with fried chicken, neatly arranged.

Fu Shanhai's face darkened again.

It’s not enough to eat, but dare to post on Weibo to show off!

He didn't know that the actual order of the two events was reversed, but he was furious.

And the source of anger was pinpointed on the little artist who looked sweet and soft but had no self-control and spoiled others.

Fu Shanhai said to Yu He with a cold face: "Let Jiang He come to my office."

"Now."