The little snake in the sleeve was terrified.
Is this something you can watch for free?
So, while my mother raised her hand, I slipped and crawled directly out of the window.
Duan Yuchen turned around and prepared to catch up with that idiot.
It turned out that the snake cub was too fast.
He jumped out of the window all of a sudden.
Duan Yuchen: ...
Stupid! We're on the 34th floor now!
Then, a woman's terrified scream was heard from downstairs.
"Fuck, a snake!!!"
Duan Yuchen felt relieved all of a sudden. It seemed that when the snake cub escaped to the window, it happened to run into a little girl downstairs who was letting in some fresh air.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief and sit down on the chair, I fell into a warm embrace.
The man put his arm around his waist.
A Yu’s waist is not a waist, it is the scimitar of the Death-Taking Sanlang.
But the other one went up somewhat dishonestly.
"My dear, take your time writing and I'll accompany you. Honey, you haven't been home for three or four days. Your husband has also been holding it in for three or four days."
Cang Chengye's originally low voice was a little hoarse.
It was particularly teasing. As he spoke, he looked at the little guy, who seemed to be unable to even hold the pen steadily.
"Be good and write. The master is watching."
Duan Yuchen's brain seemed like a broken guitar, and all he could think about was what the dog had just said.
It was a complete mess in the end.
The black ink stained the sunken waist, and the corners of the boy's eyes drooped slightly, with a red circle.
The clothes on his body had long disappeared.
"How can I go home like this? You bastard!" Duan Yuchen reached out and hit the other person's shoulder, but in the end he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
Lying on the desk with no hope in life.
Cang Chengye took the boy's hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it gently.
He simply took the brown coat next to him and put it on Duan Yuchen.
It attracted special attention when going downstairs.
"Hey, did you notice? I remember this guy was wearing a white shirt when he went upstairs just now. How come he was so cold when he came down, and even asked the president to borrow a brown coat?"
"You don't understand, don't you? Look at the temperature outside now. It's not like you need to wear a coat to show off your style."
"Why do I feel a little bit good about this? I always feel like they're doing something shameful in the office. And look at the president, every time this guy comes over, his demeanor becomes much gentler. About these unspeakable things 233."
"I understand. If the president is unhappy in the future, he can just go find this boy and sacrifice him for the happiness of all of us."
A few employees stopped to get some water and then whispered to each other.
Duan Yuchen listened to it without leaving any trace.
He bit the other person's shoulder hard through the coat.
asshole.
That's too much.
It was obvious that I was helping him develop abroad with good intentions.
As time went by, I even lost the energy to write.
Fortunately, Cang Chengye was very gentle and took everyone back.
Then he turned around and went into the kitchen to cook for her.
Duan Yuchen sat on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone lazily. He knew that he must balance his family and career in the future, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.
Fu Xingchang also called at that time.
There was clearly a hint of sob in the voice.
"Achen, I think I'm fired." Fu Xingchang slumped down in the office.
He still wanted to arrange the second round of competition for the young man today.
Unexpectedly, the company called him over directly.
Then he specifically mentioned that he was not suitable to continue coaching Duan Yuchen.
Either let him leave with the compensation, or let him leave with thousands of dollars in debt.
The company has already arranged a better agent for Duan Yuchen.
But the contract that the two people signed at the beginning could be said to be a life and death together.
If Fu Xingchang left, Duan Yuchen would not be able to stay in the company.
But if Fu Xingchang is willing to resign, then their company can arrange a new agent for Duan Yuchen.
The company will naturally repay Duan Yuchen personally for the penalty paid when the contract was first signed.
"You sound quite sad. What's wrong? Are you crying?"
The young man frowned slightly, but didn't seem very surprised by this.
"Well, I cried, but I was pretending." Fu Xingchang's tone suddenly changed, and his voice was filled with unconcealable happiness.
He originally planned to resign from the company and then register a small company under Cang's name.
Slowly began to develop.
After all, I heard that Mr. Cang seems to be quite tolerant of the entertainment industry.
If you are under his name, you can also get resources by using his reputation.
I was just worrying about how to resign, but then good luck came to me from the company.
Just get out of here.
He didn't even want to be there.
Then he happily took the 200,000 yuan compensation given by the company.
Then he called Duan Yuchen excitedly.
"But if you want to leave the company, it might be a little difficult. I remember you signed a five-year contract. Although we're already tied together, I'm worried the company won't pair you with a good person."
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