Chapter Twenty-Seven: Counting is Counting
"Knock knock!"
Standing at the door of the office, Ye Sirao knocked on the door, pursed her lips and looked at the WeChat sent by the boss and thought.
This Mediterranean, I don't know what kind of moth to do?
"Enter!"
"Mr. Wang, are you looking for me?"
After speaking, Ye Sirao stood in front of the desk with a faint expression.
Looking Ye Sirao up and down, Mr. Wang's small eyes narrowed into a slit, exuding his obscenity everywhere, and then he cleared his throat and said meaningfully:
"I heard you've been quite active lately, what's wrong? Is it because you don't have enough money to spend? If you don't have enough flowers, you come to me, what's the matter with giving other men a hug. β
As soon as she heard what she said, Ye Sirao's heart was filled with nausea, and then she forcibly resisted her disgust and smiled at Mr. Wang:
"Oh boss, don't listen to their nonsense! It's just hype through the news, can't you see these little tricks? β
Hearing this, Mr. Wang stroked his beardless chin with satisfaction, nodded and said, "In this way, the company has some advertising endorsements recently, let's go have a meal in a while, and I will have a good talk with you." β
After that, he looked Ye Sirao's figure up and down, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smug smile.
Seeing him like this, Ye Sirao's brows furrowed unconsciously.
This old thing, you still want to uncover the rules of the old lady?!
But...... Borrowing the boss to take the position, it should be a good black material!
Thinking of this, a sly smile appeared at the corner of Ye Sirao's mouth, and then she nodded affectionately and said:
"Okay, Mr. Wang, let's have a good talk."
After saying that, she left a sweet smile, full of hints, and then deliberately twisted her ass and walked out of the office.
Restaurant.
"Ahem."
Ye Sirao was wearing a grass-gray and green deep V retro evening dress, sat next to Mr. Wang with a smile, and then covered her mouth with her hands and coughed twice deliberately.
Hearing this, Mr. Wang was startled, came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva in embarrassment, and pushed the menu in front of Ye Sirao and said with a flattering smile:
"What do you want to eat? Whatever you want. β
Seeing this, Ye Sirao stretched out her white arm, gently pushed the menu over, smiled and said gently:
"Just come."
Hearing this, Mr. Wang waved at the waiter arrogantly: "Go to this whole page first!" β
Seeing Mr. Wang's tyrant temperament, Ye Sirao silently rolled her eyes.
After ordering, Mr. Wang took out a handbag from the stool on the side and handed it to Ye Sirao.
"What is this?" Ye Sirao pretended to be in the dark, with a hint of anticipation in her surprised tone.
Seeing Ye Sirao's surprised and decent performance, Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction, and said mysteriously:
"Open it and take a look, it's my gift to you."
As he spoke, he rubbed his whole body towards Ye Sirao's side.
A strong smell of smoke instantly hit her face, and Ye Sirao felt a burst of disgust in her heart, but she ignored Mr. Wang's actions, took a deep breath, and quickly unpacked the package.
At that moment, a DSLR camera sticks out of the window of a van at the door.
Seeing this, Ye Sirao glanced out of the window twice, the corners of her lips hooked, and then she slowly opened the package, looked at Dior's latest Cannage matte bag in front of her, hid her disgust, and pretended to be surprised:
"Yikes! What a beautiful bag! β
After speaking, Ye Sirao took out the bag, snuggled up to Mr. Wang cordially, and then deliberately glanced out the window.
Immediately afterwards, she felt her waist being hugged, and saw the evil fat pig hand touching her slender waist.
Ye Sirao felt sick to her stomach for a while, took a deep breath, quickly turned her head, and put her hand on her chin in embarrassment, making a casual expression.
"Click!"
Hearing the subtle sound of the SLR camera taking pictures, Ye Sirao quietly put her hand in the bag, pressed the switch of the voice recorder, and then smiled sweetly at Mr. Wang, and said softly:
"Mr. Wang, this year's DIOR endorsement ......"
As she spoke, she looked at Mr. Wang meaningfully and waited quietly for him to answer.
In the next second, Mr. Wang really took the bait, Mr. Wang rubbed his greasy fat pig hands and laughed, revealing his black and yellow teeth full of smoke and dirt, and pretended to say in a deep voice:
"The celebrity endorsement has not yet been decided, but the company has a few candidates, and you are one of the ......"
After speaking, his little eyes instantly narrowed into a slit on his fat round face, and he squinted at Ye Sirao.
Seeing Mr. Wang's appearance of waiting for him to throw himself into his arms, Ye Sirao picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, then rolled her eyes.
As the cup fell, she immediately showed that she knew it, gently stretched out her white hand in front of Mr. Wang, knocked on the table, hooked her eyes, and asked:
"That'...... What do you mean? Isn't it specified by the brand? β
As soon as he heard this, Mr. Wang laughed so much that the flesh on his face trembled, and then he even arranged confidently:
"Then it's all up to the brand, what do you want our company to do? Well...... Well, I'm going on a business trip to Paris next week, and you'll have a week to go with me. β
After speaking, he still stared at Ye Sirao's chest and smacked his lips meaningfully.
Hearing this, the fire in Ye Sirao's heart "rubbed" up, and then turned off the recorder and looked at Mr. Wang coldly.
Preemptively strike and then strike at others, it is better to take this opportunity to add a touch to the violent person!
Thinking of this, Ye Sirao gently leaned on Mr. Wang's back, grabbed his shoulders with one hand, grabbed his elbows with the other, gritted her teeth, and was about to abolish his arm, which had nowhere to put it.
At this moment, Mr. Wang suddenly got up, making Ye Sirao's actions come to naught.
Seeing this, Ye Sirao frowned, and then looked up at the person, and the whole person was like thunder.
When the words fell, the corners of Liu Musheng's mouth instantly hooked up a subtle smile, sat directly opposite Ye Sirao, and deliberately teased:
"Miss Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here unharmed!"
Hearing this, Ye Sirao felt like she was caught and raped by Liu Musheng.
Then, she tried to stabilize the dark waves in her heart, and there was still a flirtatious expression on her face, and her thin red lips closed one by one:
"I'm soft-spoken, what kind of friendship do I have with Liu Shao? If you're just talking to me about money like Mr. Wang, then I'm very happy! β
After speaking, Ye Sirao deliberately hugged Mr. Wang's arm and looked at Liu Musheng charmingly.
Seeing this, Liu Musheng's face changed, and the hand on the table instantly clenched into a fist.
Feeling the cold pressure emanating from Liu Musheng's body, Mr. Wang's nervous beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead, and then he quickly withdrew his hand from Ye Sirao's arms and reprimanded:
"Look at you, you can't speak, you swept Mr. Liu's interest, and apologize quickly!"
was thrown away by Mr. Wang, Ye Sirao sat up straight in embarrassment, the corners of her mouth hooked up a trace of disdain, and asked in a cool voice:
"Why should I apologize?"
As soon as he heard this, Liu Musheng's chest was hot, and the blood in his whole body gushed up, and he smashed his fist on the table:
"Ye Sirao, what the hell do you want to do?!"
Hearing this, Ye Sirao was shocked, pretended to be calm and picked up the red wine glass on the table, shook it gently, and said:
"I don't want to do anything, I just like to play with fire when I have nothing to do."
After speaking, she held her head high and fearlessly met Liu Musheng's unangry and arrogant gaze.
Hearing the sound, Liu Musheng's head was bruised, and he pinched the fingers of the red wine glass, and his stomach turned white because he was too hard.
"Ye Sirao! Are you so shameless? β
As soon as she heard this, Ye Sirao's heart tingled, but she tried her best to suppress her emotions, gently patted Mr. Wang's thigh, and blinked.
Seeing this, as soon as Mr. Wang's legs were opened, Ye Sirao rushed out like an arrow off the string.
"Oops!"
Hearing the sound, Mr. Wang and Liu Musheng turned their heads together.
Ye Sirao covered her head and fell to the ground, looking up at Mu Yuchen's cynical face.
"Silk ......"
Before Mu Yuchen finished speaking, he was glared at fiercely by Ye Sirao, and ran out without even having time to shoot the soil on his pants.
Seeing this, Mu Yuchen scratched the back of his head, sat down next to Liu Musheng, and picked up Liu Musheng's red wine glass without disgust, and said after drinking it all:
"What's wrong with Ye Sirao today? It's like being chased by a wolf. β
Liu Musheng didn't answer, but frowned with disgust and said, "Why are you using my cup?" β
Hearing this, Mu Yuchen sneered and pushed Liu Musheng's hand aside, and teased with a big grin:
"Oh yes, I just learned a big secret, do you want to know about you and Ye Sirao?"
Liu Musheng looked indifferent, directly ignored his courtesy, stretched out his hand at the waiter and said coldly:
"Give me another cup."
Seeing that Liu Musheng had no reaction, Mu Yuchen gritted his teeth and said, "You will regret it if you don't listen!" β
As if he hadn't heard it, Liu Musheng's face sank, and he asked Mr. Wang opposite: "What is Ye Sirao looking for you for?" β
Seeing that the spearhead was pointed at himself, Mr. Wang nervously rubbed his fat hands and stammered:
"Liu Shao, you also know that these third-tier female stars want to compete for an endorsement! Just...... It's true that she did something wrong, and I'll definitely talk about her when I go back, no! Deduct her salary for three months......"
"Oh?" As soon as he heard this, Liu Musheng's lowered eyes slowly raised, and he asked in a calm tone, "What else?" β
Seeing that the topic attracted Liu Musheng's attention, Mr. Wang hurriedly flattered and said enthusiastically:
"Or ...... I WON'T GIVE HER DIOR'S ENDORSEMENT, THERE ARE STILL TWO DRAMAS FOR YE SIRAO THIS YEAR, I WILL CHANGE THEM TO SOMEONE ELSE, I WILL GIVE IT TO WHOEVER YOU SEE IS SUITABLE! β
After speaking, he stared at Liu Musheng expectantly, like a puppy waiting for his master to feed, and almost stuck out his tongue.
After listening to Mr. Wang quietly, Liu Musheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Mu Yuchen and said, "I'm the most annoying person who uses my hands and feet, you know what to do, right?" β
Hearing this, Mu Yuchen's heart was cold, he coughed embarrassedly, and hurriedly teased:
"Hmm...... Don't be so brutal...... By the way, I bought the golf course you went to play with me last time, or have you been there in a while? β
Hearing the misty words of the two of them, Mr. Wang on the side was still out of the situation, looked at Liu Musheng, and then at Mu Yuchen, sweat on his neck kept dripping.
Time seemed to stand still, Liu Musheng didn't say a word, staring coldly at the red wine glass in front of him, and the temperature seemed to be cold to minus ten degrees in an instant.
"Ahemβ"
Seeing this, Mu Yuchen couldn't hold back, put his fist under his mouth, coughed lightly, then raised his head, looked at Mr. Wang with a sympathetic face, swallowed his saliva, and said:
"Okay...... Okay, I'll find someone to do it. β
After speaking, he stood up, looked at Mr. Wang, and made a gesture of please, a compassionate invitation:
"Mr. Wang, let's get on the road!"
Hearing this, Mr. Wang, who was outside the situation, hurriedly smashed the table with two hands, his eyes widened in horror, and begged for mercy:
"Liu Shao! Liu Shao! I was wrong, you let me go! β
Liu Musheng turned a deaf ear, leaned back, clasped his hands, and looked at Mu Yuchen coldly.
Seeing this, Mu Yuchen waved his hand outside the door, and then four or five big men walked in wearing sunglasses.
"Liu Shao! Please! I was wrong...... I was wrong! I don't dare anymore!"
With Mr. Wang's wail, several big men dragged him out of the restaurant without changing their faces.