I think Mr. Duan is tired of it.
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“Go wait on the couch while I read a few papers.”
“Oh ......”
More than half an hour later, someone brought in the food, Mu Qingtang sat on the sofa and found a movie appreciation to eat while watching.
Duan Qi Yan looked over and frowned, “Eat properly if you eat.”
“Young people all need electronic squash to eat, understand ah ......”
The voice was small, he didn't hear it, “What did you say?”
Mu Qingtang snapped her cell phone on the desktop and looked at him obediently, “Got it.”
Duan Qi Yan withdrew his sight and continued to read his own documents.
After dinner, Mu Qingtang packed her own lunch box, wiped the table clean, nestled back into the small sofa to watch a movie, for fear of disturbing Duan Qiyan's work, purposely put on headphones.
The soundproofing effect of the headphones was good, plus too immersed in the movie, so much so that he didn't even notice when someone knocked on the door and came in.
He nestled in the sofa without making a single sound, and the person who came in didn't notice that there was a third person in the office.
“Mr. Duan ......”
The boy standing in front of Duan Qiyan had tears hanging in his eyes, and called out in aggression, looking clear and lovely, looking at it, but also having a taste of pity.
Duan Qiyan leaned against the back of the chair, turning the pen, expressionless, even if he was sitting, also through the majesty of the superior and oppressive.
Song He, under his unmoving eyes, bit his lower lip in humiliation, trembling his fingertips, unbuttoning his shirt one by one, and in a short while, he was naked.
A trace of boredom flashed across Duan Qiyan's face, and he looked sideways at the small sofa that still didn't have a single movement, his eyes were unpleasant, and he threw the pen in his hand heavily on the desktop, making a not-so-small sound.
Song He was startled, tears rolled down from her reddened eyes, and she said expectantly, “Mr. Duan, please let my father's company go, I ...... I'm willing to follow you ...... no matter what you do to me ......”
As he spoke, his tears fell even more fiercely, and bursts of whimpering surrounded the spacious office in an attempt to evoke the man's pity.
But Duan Qiyan still didn't show a single sign.
He clenched his fists and tentatively moved two steps forward.
Behind the sofa, a small head popped up, Mu Qingtang accidentally peeked into this kind of scene, her almond eyes stared round, her translucent eyes were filled with shock and bemusement, it was not a good idea to make a sound, it was not a good idea to make no sound.
Just staring at the naked boy walking to Duan Qiyan, bending down, going to kiss to please Duan Qiyan.
“Haven't you seen enough?”
Duan Qi Yan suddenly opened his mouth coolly.
Song He froze, following his line of sight, twisting his head, meeting a pair of big innocent eyes, his pupils shook.
“Ah!”
He screamed, panicked and backed away, picking up the clothes on the floor, trembling as he put them on, angry and ashamed.
Mu Qingtang swallowed a bit of saliva, climbed up from the sofa, so embarrassed that the roots of his ears were a bit red, moved his small steps towards the door, “No ...... sorry ...... I didn't hear, you... . you guys continue, I'll go first ......”
“Stand still.”
Duan Qiyan spat out two words in a ghostly manner, his eyes with a sense of oppression sweeping towards the white-faced, shaky Song He next to him.
“Scram.”
Song He grabbed his collar and ran out in shame.
Mu Qingtang stood by the door and didn't dare to move, lowering his head and not daring to look around.
It's really killing him, it's true that art comes from life, the scene he saw on TV was staged in front of him in reality.
Wasn't this the beginning of a proper sadistic dog blood drama, just let him interrupt it, he really deserved to die.
While he was brainstorming a whole lot, Duan Qi Yan walked up to him and pinched his jaw.
“Mmmm ...... hmmm ......”
According to the previous direction, Duan Qiyan should have stripped his clothes.
However, this time he guessed wrong.
Duan Qi Yan let go of him and turned around, his tone indifferent, “You go back first.”
Huh?
Mu Qingtang was confused.
This was no longer interested in him?
Duan Qi Yan sat back down in front of his desk, didn't even lift his head, and said in a deep voice, “Go out and close the door.”
Mu Qingtang pursed his lips, gave an oh, and went out of the office, gently closing the door behind him.
After he left, Duan Qiyan flung the file in his hand back onto the table, his face was horribly gloomy, and seemed to be vaguely caught in a little bit of suffocation.
After Mu Qingtang left the Huachuang building, he didn't go home, and went to his own agency, Sheng Chen Entertainment, which also belongs to Huachuang's company.
He entered the door, took the elevator and went up the stairs, encountered several newly signed starlets, enthusiastically greeted him, he smiled and responded.
As soon as he entered the agent's office, his face froze.
The agent, Du Lu, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window talking on the phone, giving him a hand signal to wait a moment.
He took it upon himself to lie down on the small sofa and stared at the ceiling in deep thought.
After making the call, DuLu walked over, “What's wrong? Didn't you say you're taking these two days off? Why don't you sleep at home and run over here?”
Mu Qingtang inclined her head and stared at her, “Did Mr. Duan slip you a little star?”
Du Lu lightly laughed, “Ouch, is this a sense of crisis?”
“The resources that should belong to me, won't all have to be evened out to him, right?”
“Don't worry about this, he can't eat your resources.”
Although Mu Qingtang had only just debuted two years ago, relying on the resources that the big gold master had smashed to death, coupled with his own efforts, and pinpointing the accuracy of human feelings, he was almost an instant hit, soaring into the sky, and half a year ago, he was nominated for the Best Newcomer Award at the Golden Horse Awards.
Traffic and strength coexist, and now, no matter if it's film and television resources, or fashion resources, he gets S+, and a small newcomer who just signed up can't eat it even if they want to.
Mu Qingtang's face didn't look any better, sat up and said seriously, “I think Mr. Duan is tired of it.”
Du Lu was unimpressed, picking up a water cup and drinking, “How so?”
“He doesn't touch me.”
Not to mention the morning, just now, even pushed him away.
“Pfft ...... cough cough ......”
She choked, the corners of her mouth slightly twitching, “I beg you, be careful what you say, understand? Don't pop everything out of your f*****g mouth.”
“Tsk, I'm serious.”
Mu Qingtang's brows are furrowed to death, “He doesn't touch me, and he also stuffed you with a small star, he is indeed tired of it, right, also, it's been two years.”
Du Lu touched his chin and looked at him, “Is it that you entered the group these two months, no signal to maintain the relationship, alienated? Why don't you take a few days off to coax? Your face, if I were you, not to mention two years, I wouldn't get tired of it even in twenty years.”
He shook his head, “It doesn't matter if I get tired of it, it's good for me instead.”
At first, he was forced to become Duan Qiyan's little lover, now that he's made a name for himself, he'll be better off in the future, who wants to be a lover all the time.
“Then why do you have this bitter and hateful look?”
“I'm afraid that he'll downgrade my resources after he gets tired of it ah.”
Du Lu laughed, “This is not necessary to worry about, right, even if you are not the boss's lover anymore, you are still the company's first brother ah, the company is still counting on you to make money, and you've accumulated a lot of connections in the circle in the past two years, it can't be downgraded.”
Mu Qingtang held his cheeks, quite distressed, “By then, if his new mistress thinks I'm in the way, blowing pillow air, he won't block me in order to coax his mistress to be happy, right? I am able to make money for the company, but the little money I make, the big boss can't look at it.”
Du Lu gave him a blank look, “I think you are idle, thinking so much, Mr. Duan is not this kind of person, as long as you don't make a demon and get together, he won't bother about you.”
“Alas ......”
“Don't sigh here, there is this time might as well take advantage of the fact that he didn't officially say it's over before, coaxing him to ask for two more luxury brand endorsements, saving me a bunch of s**t still have to go and help you tear.”
Mu Qingtang fell to the sofa, bitter face, want the gold master tired of him, but also afraid of the gold master tired of him after the career slide, anxiety ah.
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