Chapter 278: The Night of Falling for Evil

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Cao Yifang looked at the person in the photo, and couldn't believe that this was last year's Miao Yingsong, and couldn't help but start to talk cheaply: "Yo, this young man with weak willows and wind is not your son, his nose is a bit like you." ”

Miao Yingsong subconsciously touched his big nose and said with a smile: "Phew, do I look like a family person? This is really me, I am not fat, the company was about to go bankrupt at that time, I was so worried, I almost thought I had cancer." ”

Cao Fang suddenly beckoned: "Waiter, add six more oysters." ”

Miao Yingsong hurriedly said: "Hey, I don't need it, I'm full." ”

Cao Fang buried his head in dismantling a king crab leg, and his appearance was not very elegant, "I didn't tell you." ”

Miao Yingsong's fat face suddenly showed surprise.

Continuing the topic just now, Cao Fang joked: "Then now look at you, the cancer should be cured, which old Chinese medicine cures it?" ”

"Then I thought about it. Miao Yingsong's words were full of divine logic: "So I filmed a few money-making TV series, the company came back to life, and then I was busy socializing with the masters in the circle, and I gained fifty pounds." ”

Huairou Film and Television Base is not as good as Dongsheng Film and Television Base, there are not so many actors stationed in this place for a long time, and the tourism industry is tepid, and in this kind of relatively high-end seafood hotel, it is close to early morning, and there are few diners at all, otherwise Cao Fangfang's current eating appearance will be photographed and used as an emoji every minute.

The age difference between the two is not far away, and Miao Fatzi is only around thirty years old, and after temporarily ruling out Cao Fang's dislike for some aspects of this person's personality, there is still no generation gap in chatting. But Cao Fang didn't have any interest in the brother himself, so he ate almost enough, so he urgently got to the point.

"Why do you think no one wants to invest in my script? ”

"Oh, you're boring. Miao Yingsong is also a native of the capital, and his voice is strong, as soon as he rolled his eyelids, he picked up a glass of liquor and touched him: "Come on, come on, don't talk about work when you eat, this is common sense." ”

Cao Fangfang glared: "In the land of my country, I have never heard of this kind of common sense...... And you're just using your work to frame me!"

Miao Yingsong also replied: "Whoever frames whom, see who eats more!"

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At the end of the meal, Cao Fang touched his slightly bulging abdomen and ended today's supper with a full burp.

"Now can we talk about work?"

Miao Yingsong picked up the car keys: "Find a place to talk." ”

Cao Fang sighed: "I just want to go back to sleep quickly...... There's a play tomorrow. ”

Miao Yingsong didn't care at all: "Don't mind, don't delay your efforts...... Oops, pay the bill!"

Cao Fang has a character shortcoming, usually when he comes to the restaurant to pay the bill, he will take the initiative to pay, but once the other party rushes to buy it with him, he will never be polite to the second sentence, just put away his wallet and be a quiet beautiful man.

After this meal, Miao Yingsong estimated that it cost three thousand, but he wouldn't care about it.

Miao Yingsong wanted to go to a nightclub to talk about business.

His car today is a bright orange GTR supercar, and the streamlined body reflects the glimmer of light at night, still standing tall.

Electronic unlocking, the door is gently opened, and the scissor door is slowly raised, like a pair of iron wings inserted into the body.

After the two of them got into the car, the first thing they did was to adjust the height of the seats.

Miao Yingsong showed off: "This car is handsome, right?"

Cao Fang sat in the co-pilot and put on a cold posture like Rukawa Kaede: "I don't like to be so pompous." ”

"!" Miao Yingsong said: "A person of your character will definitely not be able to refuse the attraction of sports cars in the future." ”

"Hey, how long have you known me, do you know my personality?"

"It's not like my house doesn't have an internet connection. ”

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After all, it is located in a remote area, and the road conditions are very good. Miao Yingsong originally wanted to drive him to Sanlitun Bar Street, saying that although the hottest bar was not there, there was still everything in medium quality. Cao Fang didn't care if he went to the bar, but he cared about what time he could go back to the hotel to sleep, so he gave a restriction, looking for it within a five-kilometer radius of the hotel, and pulling it down if he couldn't find it, anyway, he couldn't drive for nearly an hour to run that far.

Cao Yifang also kindly reminded: "Generally speaking, the location of the film and television city is not good, and there are few high-end bars and nightclubs nearby, you can find one at random." ”

Miao Yingsong was unconvinced: "That's not good, I have to show you what corruption is and what is the degenerate world of capitalism......"

"I don't go to that kind of place. Cao Fang had already begun to get sleepy, and his eyelids drooped: "And there is no one nearby." ”

"Non-existent. Miao Yingsong said confidently: "Do you know why my nose is so big?"

Cao Fang was silent: "You don't want to say that this is positively related to your sexual ability, right?"

"That's one thing. Miao Yingsong smiled: "On the other hand...... I'm a nightclub owner, this nose is smarter than a dog, where is there a hidden world of flowers, even if there is no secret place with a face, I found it by smelling the smell!"

Cao Fang is too lazy to stop him, in his previous life, when the actor ran to various film and television cities, he often followed other fox friends to find a place to play, according to his experience, this fat man wants to find a nightclub with his heart within five kilometers nearby, unless he is hit by the head.

No, I was blessed by the heavenly officials.

Sure enough, the two of them had a bad trip to evil this night.

"I'll go!"

First Cao Fang began to snort, he just felt uncomfortable sitting, and then took out a lace hollow women's bra from under his buttocks, picked it up and put it in front of his eyes and looked at it for a moment: "What's the situation?"

Miao Fatzi glanced at it and didn't care: "Oh, Xiaobai, I just talked to him in the car today, and he has been outputting too much protein recently, so I have to eat seafood to replenish it...... Hey, but you're more powerful at eating so many oysters, nourish your kidneys and strengthen your essence, I'll find you a ...... another day."

"Where?" Cao Fang blew up: "Is it here?

"Aang. Miao Fatzi was very calm: "In fact, this kind of narrow space is more exciting, although the chair in this car is not flat, but it can be retracted, and then I sit ......"

"Stop!"

Cao Fang said angrily: "Let me sit in the back seat...... I said what does this smell like......"

So he parked. Fortunately, this sports car also has two rear seats.

"I don't mind if you sit in the back, you're too tall, these two seats are about ...... for women to sit on"

Cao Fang insisted.

Then he sat sideways in the back, with a pair of long legs stretched from one end to the other, in a bewitching posture.

After a while.

"Hey. Cao Fangfang's expression suddenly panicked: "You drank just now, right?"

Miao Yingsong admitted calmly: "I drank a little white, it's fine." ”

"I'll go there, you're drunk driving now!" Cao Fang was shocked.

"It's okay......"

"You give me parking!"

He suddenly accelerated, the engine roared, and a strong feeling of pushing back pressed Cao Fang back, he grabbed the handrail, angry and anxious, and said in a panic: "Don't drink the car! Don't let me die with you——! don't let me die with you——!."

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Later, they walked, and after this battle, Cao Fang's favorability towards this product was instantly cleared.

But with the mood of coming, it is better to drink a glass of wine to suppress the shock.

They first saw a very low-key bar store, they couldn't see the inside clearly outside the door, and the decoration style looked like a small European shop, simple and simple, with the curtains drawn, Miao Yingsong took him in without saying a word: "My intuition tells me that there must be special events here." ”

Then they sat for ten minutes, eating nuts and potato chips, and the bar was empty, with only a few old men as company.

It didn't take long for an old woman to walk onto the small stage, greet everyone with a microphone, and then start singing.

"Summer passed quietly and left little ......"

The two looked at each other and withdrew.

The second bar is more low-key, there is no door here at all, and there are two vague words written on the shop sign [tavern]

"My gut tells me that it must be a special place to be. ”

Two entered.

Eat potato chips, eat fries, and two cocktails cost three hundred.

The lights are bright, there is only one booth, there is no music, and the environment is like a kitchen at home.

The owner, a middle-aged woman who smokes cigarettes and has an abstract tattoo on her arm, reacts like this when she sees a guest coming in.

(-_-メ)

After a casual reception, she sat down next to the window and chatted quietly with the other two acquaintances of hers, Cao Yifang and Miao Yingsong overheard a few words and what did they hear......

"Cut off a hand......"

"Desperate...... Dirty room ......"

"I have trampled myself ......"

"Several thunder ......"

Five minutes later, they were in a state of limp, and they were still in a state of panic when they got out.

In the end, they found a brightly lit Kfc and started talking about business in a down-to-earth manner.