Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

Feng Tu pushed open the office door, and the bald President Li who was sitting on the reception sofa inside couldn't help shivering when he saw the evil spirit come back.

Feng Tu very naturally threw Wei Kesong in his hand onto the sofa opposite Mr. Li, and Da Ma sat next to Wei Kesong, with his chin raised slightly, and said confidently: "Let's start the interview, first put your own Tell me some basic information about your name."

Mr. Li nodded tremblingly. He was sprayed by Feng Tu for two hours with fury, and now he almost forgot his last name. Now that Feng Tu asked him to interview, he subconsciously sat upright, his eyes trembling and said: :

"Ah, ah, okay, interview, interview, what do you want to interview me for? My surname is bald, and my name is bald Mr. Li."

broker:…….

Wei Kesong: ...

It's too bad!President Li!

Feng Tu didn't think there was anything wrong, he leaned on the sofa, kicked Wei Kesong next to him: "May I ask you, what are you going to interview for?"

Wei Kesong said in a complicated mood: "...Mr. Li, I'm here for an interview. My name is Wei Kesong."

Mr. Li just came back to his senses, and embarrassedly took out a small towel from Xizhuan's pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Ah, ah, yes, Xiaowei, yes, this is the case, the rest of the content we we I sent you an electronic contract last night, there is nothing special, if you think it is suitable, you can sign it."

Boss Li burst into tears. He has no sexual interest in the two people across the sofa that he had a great interest in before. Feng Tu scolded them for bringing rap and ghost animals. Now his mind is full of baldness and bankruptcy.

Mr. Li has a hunch that as long as Wei Kesong stays in his company for a day, his company will be in a state of chaos. He now hopes that Wei Kesong will sign the contract quickly so that he can send him to Feng Tu's studio Be a favor.

Wei Kesong frowned and flipped through the contract: "Mr. Li, this is not your Tianren Entertainment's contract, it's Feng Tu Studio's contract, and it's different from last night's."

Mr. Li said: "Xiao Wei, you also saw Feng Yingdi today, you two are old acquaintances, and Feng Yingdi admires you very much. How about this, the basic conditions of this contract I gave you will not change Actor Feng wants to take you there, to his studio, Actor Feng has just returned to China, and the studio over there is in full swing, there is no harm in your past, what do you think?"

Feng Yingdi, who is at the top of the sky, forcibly concealed his embarrassment, and said with a cold face: "It's not very high."

Mr. Li didn't want to talk to this person at all. Now he can't remember why he fell in love with this person at the beginning, so he nodded and bowed quickly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Feng Tu reluctantly said modestly: "It's just as ordinary as the sky."

Mr. Li: "...hahaha, Feng Yingdi is really humorous."

Can this person stop talking for a while, why does this kind of person still win the best actor? Does God not have eyes?

Mr. Li lamented deeply: the way of heaven is unfair, you are bald, bah no, I am Mr. Li as a humble dog!

Wei Kesong's attitude was not sloppy at all: "No, I refuse, I won't sign this contract, and I won't go to this idiot's studio."

Feng Tu stood up abruptly, furious: "Why don't you go!? You'd be willing if he was bald!"

The manager was speechless and thought, shouldn't the key point of what Feng Tu's father said just now be to call you an idiot?Wei Kesong called you an idiot, why are you still dragging him to your studio?

In fact, the manager also couldn't understand where Feng Tu's idea of ​​"I must bring him to my studio to torture him every day" came from.

According to common sense, the manager felt that regardless of Wei Kesong, this young master with delicate skin and tender flesh would suffer more torture than if Wei Kesong was left in the studio.Moreover, Wei Kesong's three words are all capitalized. The manager didn't agree with Feng Tu's decision to hire him.

But Feng Tu, who has always been indifferent to foreign affairs, is extremely stubborn this time, and must bring Wei Kesong over and put him under his nose.

But Wei Kesong himself was very unwilling, his disgust was palpable: "I won't go, if this is the case, I'm sorry I can't sign the contract." After speaking, he got up and wanted to leave.

Letting him work hard for his rival in love would be better than giving Wei Kesong a knife.

Feng Tu paused for a moment and said, "Don't you want to know why Chu Mingzhou ruined your father's company?"

Wei Kesong's back froze.

****

Wei Kesong moved from his narrow shared apartment to the dormitory distributed by Feng Tu's studio to his assistants.

When moving, the studio even sent a truck to help him move. Although Wei Kesong’s stuff couldn’t even fit into the front of the truck, all his valuables were mortgaged. a picture frame.

There was only one photo frame, and the photos inside were burned by him.

Wei Kesong originally wanted to burn the photo frame carved from huanghuali wood, but for some reason, Wei Kesong regretted it the moment he threw it into the fireplace. The burnt photo frame, even the burnt hands don't care.

But the photo inside - a group photo of two people has been burned to blackness, the face of the person in the wheelchair was licked by the flames, leaving only a hollow gap, and the teenager standing next to him The astringent smiling face was deformed and crumpled under the high temperature, like crying or laughing.

Chu Mingzhou doesn't like noise and lust, and he doesn't have any hobbies worth remembering.

In Wei Kesong's memory, the scene where this person appeared was as peaceful as a deep lake in a Zen forest, his expression was neither sad nor happy, like a holy Buddha in meditation.

The only time Wei Kesong saw him doing something with a smile on his face was to carve a wooden sculpture, and he pestered Chu Mingzhou for Wei Kesong for a full month before this man was willing to give him a handmade one on his birthday. Carved wood carving.

And this wood carving is this simple photo frame.

Wei Kesong is like a treasure, and it is also one of the few items he brought out of Wei's house.

When he moved around in various narrow and damp rental houses, he would throw away some things he brought from Wei's house, but only this photo frame, every time he moved out of a place, he would think, forget it, forget it, Wei Kesong, don't bring this photo frame.

The photos are gone, there is nothing left, you have a lonely picture frame, how cheap, what can you put in it?What on your body is worthy of this expensive picture frame?

In fact, there is none, the previous Wei Kesong did not, the current Wei Kesong does not, Chu Mingzhou never gave him any memories that he could store up.

When I was rich, I still worried about this matter, thinking about why every day. Fortunately, he is poor enough now. When he has everything, he can’t let go of what he can’t get. But when you have nothing At that time, these things are insignificant again.

But Wei Kesong felt that he was also a cheap bone.

He can accept that Chu Mingzhou doesn't love himself, or he can accept that Chu Mingzhou loves others. What he can't accept is that Chu Mingzhou lied to him. He wants a reason, even if it's just that Wei Kesong deserves it, he needs a reason to die willingly .

Wei Kesong's dormitory is a single room, Feng Tu gave him the position of assistant, the salary is very high, and the overall environment is also very good.

Wei Kesong looked around the environment of this dormitory, and calmly commented that it was more than twice as good as the kennel he had before, and Feng Tu was indeed a very good boss.

Wei Kesong simply packed his things, and the phone vibrated.

[Stupid Boss]: I will post a [-]-word review of "Wild" tonight, and send it to me at ten o'clock

Wei Kesong looked at his watch, it was already seven o'clock, the movie "Wild" lasted for two and a half hours, and he still had half an hour to write a review.

Wei Kesong felt that he had never moved so fast except for cursing and tearing at Feng Tu's idiot fans.

With a blank face, Wei Kesong retracted his evaluation to Feng Tuhao's boss 10 minutes ago, and replied:

[Kosun]: If you let me satirize your performance in this movie, I can deliver it on time

The reply from the other side came immediately, it was like waiting for his reply by the phone:

[Stupid Boss]:? ?My performance in this movie is impeccable, I can boast two thousand words in half an hour casually

For the first time, Wei Kesong was amazed at the stupidity of human beings. He calmly "borrowed an arrow from a straw boat":

[Kosong]: Show me a compliment

If Feng Tu can boast, he will copy Feng Tu's, if Feng Tu can't boast, he will say how can I boast that you can't boast yourself.

Wei Kesong thought to himself that I was really good at it.

Feng Tu frowned while holding his mobile phone, then turned his head and ordered the manager next to him who was busy arranging his itinerary: "Half an hour, give me a [-]-word review of "Wild", if you want to praise me. "

The agent raised his head from the vast amount of announcements with a confused face: "Dad, if you want to see people praise you, you can just search your name on Weibo. Now the small papers that praise you are everywhere on the Internet. I'm going to blow you up like a dragon king and come down to the world to cross the catastrophe."

Feng Tu found a job on the Internet that he thought was passable, and forced to show it to his agent: "I found it randomly, what do you think?"

The manager now feels that Feng Tu is getting sicker and sicker.

The manager stared at this [-]-word dissertation about Feng Tu's acting skills. Even Feng Tu's manager felt that the words in it were so greasy and exaggerated that he couldn't bear to look directly at it. Interpreted with acting skills.

But as a manager, you need to have a good meal. If someone praises you, you don’t need to praise it. It saves a little time. The manager said out of conscience: "I think the compliment is pretty good."

Feng Tu nodded seriously: "It's okay, he still didn't mention some things.

Then he turned around and copied and pasted this small paper to Wei Kesong.

[Stupid Boss]: [Zhihu—About "Wild", what exactly does Feng Tu gain by becoming the movie star? 】Write according to the answer with the highest praise for this question

[Kosong]: Too long to watch

Less than a second after Wei Kesong sent this message, Feng Tu made a voice call to him, and after the phone was hung up, another voice message was sent.

Wei Kesong slumped lazily on the bed, opened it casually and listened to Feng Tu scolding: "I'm going to fire you now!!"

[Kosong]: ok, do you need me to leave now?

There was silence for a long time, and Wei Kesong happily imagined Feng Tu's anger until he jumped to the ground and looked helpless with him. His mood, which had been depressed for more than three months from bankruptcy to now, cleared up for the first time.

Talking to the bastard Feng Tu occasionally is good for the body and mind.

[Stupid Boss]: At ten o'clock, I want to see your [-]-word draft

[Kosong]: ok

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