Zhou Wang's brows relaxed when he heard this, and he asked nonchalantly, "So cruel?"
Why keep a biting dog? Keep it for puppies.
Chen Yun couldn't figure out his attitude. Maybe he had developed feelings for the dog and was reluctant to let it go. It was a normal thing for humans and dogs to have feelings for each other.
He evaded the main point and said, "Actually, when it comes to raising dogs, it's not necessarily true that foreign dogs are good dogs. They just look novel and pleasing. But our domestic dogs are not bad either. Purebred dogs are known for their dominance and loyalty. Even if you bite them, they won't bite you back..."
Zhou Wang's cold eyes pierced the air and went straight into her pupils.
Chen Yun bit her lip and blinked timidly. She bit him, and now she hit the horse's hoof.
Damn.
Soon, the embarrassment on Shen Yun's face immediately changed, revealing just the right amount of worry, "Brother, have you had the rabies vaccine?"
Her technique of changing the subject was so awkward that even she couldn't continue.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet, and every minute and every second was wearing thin.
Zhou Wang's eyes darkened, his expression cold. He looked the man up and down, his thin neck and waist, and then raised his hand and swatted him away like a fly, fearing he would lose control and strangle him to death.
After being pardoned, Chen Yun didn't hesitate for a second, turned around and ran out with the thermos in his hand as if escaping.
The air returned to calm. Although there were people in the lounge, the smell of human smoke seemed to be isolated.
The phone on the desk rang.
Zhou Wang glanced at it.
Zhao Donglai: Am I smart?
Zhao Donglai: Who is it? Did they offend you?
Zhao Donglai: I'm going to pick up my new artist.
Zhou Wang didn't reply and played with his phone.
There was an unfathomable darkness in his eyes. He was always kind to dogs that bit people. He would just pull out their claws and break their teeth, leaving the dogs alive and making them his real toy.
The sky cleared up and was bright.
The sun shines, but not dazzlingly, hazily covered by a layer of white gauze, blocking the blazing flames.
Shen Yun lowered his head and found a position, waiting for someone to come and pick him up.
Someone just contacted her and said that he wanted to take her to the company to sign a contract. She couldn't help but sigh again that Zhou Wang was so useful. She would have to treat him like a real brother in the future... and order him around.
She is not being used in vain. She is trying her best to separate the male and female protagonists so as to benefit him.
It was a waste that he didn't know my sincere feelings and only agreed after I had to talk him into it.
Zhao Donglai rushed all the way and came over at a high speed.
Can't wait to meet his new artist.
The little girl was standing at the intersection holding a cup of milk tea, observing the license plates of passing cars, as if she was afraid of missing anything. She looked so well-behaved.
Zhao Donglai stopped by the roadside, thinking he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. It was not until the little girl came towards him with a smile that he dared to confirm that he had not seen the wrong person.
This is the girl in front of you, wearing pink and tender clothes, pure and unworldly. She is the new artist personally recommended by Boss Zhou.
He sent a message without stopping: Boss Zhou is heartless and destroys the delicate flower.
The man had tie-dyed hair, metal earrings on his ears, a gold chain around his neck, and a casual and unrestrained temperament.
Chen Yun sat in the passenger seat and said to the man with a smile: "Hello, my name is Chen Yun."
Seeing the man dressed like that, I wondered: Is he an employee of an entertainment company? Or maybe he's a street thug, a bit of a scoundrel?
"Zhao Donglai, the artists all call me Brother Zhao." Zhao Donglai stared at Shen Yun's face, looking him over carefully, almost peeling off the skin to see the bones, "You are not wearing makeup?"
"I put on some sunscreen." Shen Yun touched his face.
Zhao Donglai smiled and commented, "Her skin is fair and flawless, and her eyes are well-proportioned..." Just as he finished speaking, he realized that it was inappropriate and smiled apologetically at Chen Yun, "I'm sorry, sister, it's just a temporary occupational illness."
He added: "I have to say, even if you have no talent, it's enough to be a vase artist with this face."
Shen Yun looked at him in surprise. It had to be said that people who worked in entertainment companies had sharp eyes.
The little girl's eyes were burning with passion, and Zhao Donglai's face turned red when he saw her. "Sister, what are you doing..."
"How do you know I have no talent? How did you see that? Is it obvious?"
After a few questions, Zhao Donglai's face, which had just been slightly hot, gradually cooled down. He turned sideways and pressed on, "You really don't have any talent at all? Now you can sing, dance, or even stand-up comedy."
Even lowering the bar, "As long as you have one advantage, the company will package you in a sparkling way."
Chen Yun shook his head, his eyes full of mischief.
"Sister, it's not fashionable to look at faces anymore." Zhao Donglai sighed, wanting to advise her not to enter the entertainment industry if she didn't have any talent. But then he remembered that this person was introduced by Zhou Wang, and he had a general idea in his mind, "Forget it, you'd better just be a stupid beauty."
It is a pipe dream for ordinary people to turn their lives around and become a popular star through beauty.
When the two arrived at the company, Zhao Donglai did not take Shen Yun for a tour, but signed the contract directly.
Shen Yun glanced at the contract which was for one year, but she didn’t care, as long as she could get into the variety show.
Because of Zhou Wang, Chen Yun felt relieved. He didn't look at anything else and quickly signed his name.
"We're pressed for time, so we won't be showing you around the company today. When you finish filming the variety show, we'll give you a nice welcome and celebration. The artists in our company are all very easy to talk to. There's no intrigue or mess. We help each other, live in harmony and friendship, and work together for a win-win situation."
“Old Zhao!!”
A roar was heard before anyone saw it.
Before Shen Yun could put down the pen in his hand, he was frightened by the high-decibel roar.
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