Duan Mutian asked as he reached out and touched his head which was still bandaged.
I have been beaten into this state.
How could Duan Yuchen be completely fine?
Duan Mutian couldn't help but confirm it again.
"He was very nice to me, he even gave me a bottle of red wine."
Duan Yuchen smiled, "That's what Mr. Li gave us when my father took me to the banquet."
Duan Mutian's heart suddenly jumped.
The red wine was given by Mr. Li.
How could Mr. Li give such a good bottle of red wine to Duan Yuchen?
That means there is definitely something wrong with that bottle of red wine.
Duan Mutian broke out in a cold sweat as he thought about this.
"You didn't give that bottle of red wine to Young Master Cang, right?" Duan Mutian took a breath.
"Of course he drank it. After all, that was Mr. Li's kindness. Moreover, it can also take this opportunity to make Young Master Cang forgive his father's mistakes. Why shouldn't I give him a drink?"
Duan Yuchen deliberately looked puzzled.
As he spoke, he slowly got up.
Duan Mutian almost couldn't breathe.
She was almost mad to death at her own rebellious son.
"But after we drank, Cang Shao couldn't drive because we were in the car, so he left me on the side of the road and called a driver for himself."
Duan Mutian: ...
That's it. If something happens to Cang Shao, he will definitely put the suspicion on them.
As if to distance himself from the matter.
Duan Mutian hung up the phone directly.
Duan Yuchen looked down at the broken chat history over there, and got up slowly in a good mood.
I feel a little regretful.
Her husband's bed is really big and soft, and he never gets tired of sleeping on it every day.
But he is just a little lover now, and cannot live here so openly.
Duan Yuchen buttoned up his clothes, put on a sports outfit, and went straight into the living room.
The housekeeper stopped him at this time, holding a cup of white porridge and hangover soup in his hands.
"This is what the master ordered."
The butler said beside him.
Duan Yuchen did plan to have breakfast after going out. After all, his health was not good and his stomach needed to be nourished because of the alcohol he drank yesterday.
I just didn't expect that the gentleman would be so thoughtful.
All of this is ready.
only……
Duan Yuchen looked a little puzzled. Did the gentleman know that his stomach was not in good condition?
A normal breakfast should include several items, rather than this simple and easy-to-digest white porridge.
Seeing Duan Yuchen still hesitant, the housekeeper kindly reminded him, "Young Master, don't worry. This bowl of porridge is just ordinary. There's nothing else in it."
When Duan Yuchen heard this, he dropped the hangover soup he was holding.
Good guy,
I didn't expect the housekeeper to be so sensible.
It looks like he does this kind of thing quite often.
Duan Yuchen finished his drink quickly, after all, he still had work to deal with.
Then he turned around and went straight to the door, where a special driver was parked.
The driver walked to the back door respectfully and opened it.
"Mr. Cang said that he is busy today and therefore cannot come to take you to work. I hope you can forgive me."
The driver relayed this implicitly.
In fact, I felt a little bit depressed.
Is their CEO doting on this young man a little too much?
I have never seen a president treat someone like this, and with such a humble attitude.
She actually apologized for not having time to send him off because she was busy with work.
Duan Yuchen paused for a moment, holding the phone in his hand. Because the car was equipped with a massage function, he felt a lot more comfortable at the moment.
He nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and clicked on the interface of his contacts.
I took a photo of myself sitting upright in the car and sent it over.
It was A-Yu: "My dear sponsor, I'm already up. I have to work hard today."
Cheng: Well, if you feel tired, send me a text message and I will pick you up.
That look already strongly revealed the feeling of a domineering president.
Going to work is like just experiencing life.
Duan Yuchen sent an emoticon package with satisfaction.
Only then did he turn off the screen of his phone and go to the company.
Fu Xingchang had been waiting anxiously in the office for a long time.
The company has put pressure on him today. If he fails to produce an artist with good performance,
Then he and all the artists under his name could pack up and leave.
The others were mediocre.
Fu Xingchang thought about it and realized that the only person he could rely on was Duan Yuchen.
Fu Xingchang felt a headache and pressed his brows, thinking of the boy's stubborn look.
I just hope that God will bless me and let the Linghai crew start the selection as soon as possible, so as to put an end to Duan Yuchen's thoughts.
At this moment, he was like a headless fly.
As I stood up, I happened to hear a hostile agent talking at the door.
"How was the talk with the boss yesterday? Is he satisfied with you? Has a role been assigned to you?" The agent who spoke was called Tang Feiwen.
They both joined the company at the same time.
Tang Feiming is obviously a newcomer, but although the artists he brought out cannot be said to be top-tier, they do have some reputation in the entertainment industry.
Fu Xingchang has always been very clear about this.
The entertainment industry is a big melting pot. It is a blessing for a clean person to come out of it.
A newcomer can get a role either because of his excellent acting skills or connections.
Or rely on some shameful means.
They said this loudly without any hesitation, precisely because Tang Feiwen had made countless contributions to the company during this period.
The company even seemed to want to promote him.
So everyone swallowed their anger, fearing that they would offend the future leader.
It goes without saying what the so-called boss means.
Fu Xingchang dragged his chin with some worry.
Behind every famous artist in the company there is almost always a powerful person supporting him.
But he didn't want the boy to plunge into this big dye vat all at once.
He wanted this boy to appear cleanly in front of everyone and become an idol that people like.
Fu Xingchang retracted his dirty thoughts and scolded himself harshly again.
You can't ruin Duan Yuchen's future just for your own interests.
Then he went directly to various departments of the company to contact them to see if any crew still needed actors.
When he came back, he saw Duan Yuchen wearing a casual sportswear and sitting on the sofa, looking very relaxed.
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