I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish - Chapter 34

Afterwards, the two men were entangled in scarves, and neither solution could be solved.

Song Zhihuai was happy while relieving, and he stopped breathing from time to time to continue to retreat: “Hey, you said, if we both were doing, we accidentally strangled each other, and the next day the news report how to write us both ?”

Chi Song didn’t speak, and closed his eyes and pursed his mouth.

Song Zhihuai thought he was too tired to fall asleep until he found Chi Song’s fiery red auricle.

At first, Song Zhihuai was taken aback, thinking that it was cold, and Chi Song couldn’t stand the violent exercise and was having a fever.

He reached out and touched Chi Song’s face, and found that his face was twice as hot as his forehead before he let go of his heart.

Song Zhihuai deliberately teased his chin: “What’s wrong, wife?”

Chi Songgong turned over, hugged the small pillow on the passenger seat, and hummed: “…how did we do it here.”

Chi Song was a good baby since he was a child. He had never done anything outside the room. He was not sober by Song Zhihuai just now.

He covered his face with a scarf, so ashamed to hit the wall.

Song Zhihuai was germinated by his daughter-in-law.

He went up to uncover Chi Song’s scarf. Chi Song was tightly guarded and he was not asked to touch.

Song Zhihuai put his arms around Chi Song’s waist and kissed his nose with a thin scarf.

Chi Song’s face was red under the scarf, and he said in a smaller voice: “…Go to the car wash.”

…This is someone else’s car, and it’s a shame to get dirty.

Song Zhihuai, who had been doing push-ups for an hour and a half, happily started the car and said, “Okay, listen to my wife.”

Song Zhihuai drove the car to the car wash center to wash it.

Song Zhihuai placed Chi Song at the door of a 24-hour convenience store. Chi Song entered the convenience store and bought two cans of juice. He was hungry because of overwork. He bought a big bun.

While heating the buns, the little girl who had been staring at his convenience store finally confirmed who the little brother was in front of her: “…oh!”

Chi Song hurriedly pulled down his mask and booed.

…Fortunately, there are very few guests in the convenience store at nine o’clock.

The young girl at the convenience store took a photo with Chi Song, and took out a small personal book, and said to Chi Song with great pleasure: “I like Xue Yunyang you played, you can write a sentence “Xue Yunyang loves you for ten thousand years” ?”

Chi Song wrote it with great care, and drew a lot of attention.

The girl took it, took the photo cherishly, added a filter to the signature, and diligently gave a photo of the two people.

Song Zhihuai came back half an hour later, Chi Song didn’t even go out of the convenience store. He ate buns while looking at the picture of the sister P. When he saw half of it, he also took the mobile phone and added a no to the top of himself and the sister’s head. Inefficiency filter.

Song Zhihuai originally planned to put the car in the car wash shop, went to the door of the convenience store to pick up Chi Song, and took him to have a hot drink and supper.

But he received a video from Zhou Yaming’s WeChat.

Zhou Yaming said: “I have a friend who sent me this.”

Before opening, seeing the dark group in the thumbnail, Song Zhihuai had a very bad hunch.

The video has been edited briefly, and the pixels are more touching, but Song Zhihuai still recognized it at a glance. It was the image of himself and Chi Song being frozen on the car about two hours ago.

It can be seen from the shooting time in the upper right corner that the two people stayed in the car for more than an hour.

Song Zhihuai’s buddies had film on all four sides of the car window. They couldn’t take pictures from the outside. The confidentiality was OK. The quality of the car was also excellent. From the outside, the car was basically not shaking.

But what can two people do in the car, staying motionless for an hour and a half?

Turn the flower rope?

Song Zhihuai’s face was dark.

… Chi Song was really stared at.

He hid in a secluded place and called Zhou Yaming: “Which media filmed it?”

Zhou Yaming replied: “Xindu Entertainment.”

After sifting through the memory quickly, Song Zhihuai confirmed to Zhou Yaming: “… just a small studio just established?”

Zhou Yaming: “Well.”

Song Zhihuai frowned fiercely.

A small studio like this, with no name, can be regarded as blossoming everywhere in the entertainment industry. All they want is a kind of fierce anticipation that can make a hit.

——The manager of the newly-received Xiaosheng Chi Songhe Entertainment Company had a car shock at midnight, which was suspected to come out.

The above material is a large material that meets the standards in various senses.

Although there are various tolerances for homosexuality online, in the domestic environment, when the entertainment industry comes out, it is equivalent to retreating.

Even if Chi Song does not admit it, this material will be regarded as a nailed stone hammer. When Chi Song has any possibility of heading out, this material will jump out and form an inestimable blow to Chi Song.

To put it bluntly, as soon as this piece of material bursts out, it will accompany Chi Song throughout his life.

Song Zhihuai took off the gold wire glasses, squeezed the bridge of his nose, and his expression turned into the indifferent sharpness unique to the businessman: “Where did you get the video from?”

Zhou Yaming didn’t say anything nonsense: “A sister working in Xindu Entertainment. She knows Chi Song is an artist under my hand.”

Song Zhihuai said: “Take care of your sister and sister to ask Xindu Entertainment’s responsible contact information, pull their team in, and merge into Tianle Studio.”

Zhou Yaming was a little surprised.

Tianle Studio belongs to Nebula Entertainment. It is the best paparazzi studio in the entertainment industry. If the merger succeeds, that small studio will suddenly change from pheasant to phoenix.

Zhou Yaming asked: “Is this too awkward? After all, this small studio has no results and suddenly pulled him in. Other entertainment companies are not fools. Once they doubt…”

Song Zhihuai thought without hesitation: “Inform Tianle’s Chen Cunyun and sell the news of Lin Xun’s derailment to Xindu Entertainment and let them follow. If they can shoot, then the fame and effect will be better than that of Chi Song Che Zhen. Bigger.”

Zhou Yaming: “…”

Lin Xun is a middle-aged actor with a good reputation, and his acting skills are not bad. He likes to sell good men and men in public. It is a well-deserved first-class character in today’s TV series and one of the pillars of Nebula Entertainment’s opponent.

Tianle Studio has taken pictures of Lin Xun’s derailment for a long time, but because of the influence of all parties, he didn’t dare to explode easily, so he kept this material silently in case of unexpected needs.

As far as Song Zhihuai knows, Lin Xun just bought a house for his mistress not long ago, and the two should still be sticky.

Pressing materials is indeed a common method in the entertainment industry, but Zhou Yaming did not expect that Song Zhihuai would use the black material of the first-line stars to press the material of the third-line stars.

It stands to reason that protecting Chi Song doesn’t need such a big handwriting at all.

But Zhou Yaming will never say much.

Perhaps in Song Zhihuai’s eyes, Chi Song shines more than anyone else.

Song Zhihuai put on the glasses again: “Oh, don’t forget to take care of the source files and all the copied files of the videos your school girl wants.”

Zhou Yaming said: “Of course it will be, I will also propose to sign a confidentiality agreement with them. … But I am not sure if they will hide.”

With a sneer, Song Zhihuai gave Zhou Yaming the last instruction: “Find someone, investigate the boss of Xindu Entertainment, and the photographer who shot Chi Song. I need to grasp the stains in their private life, everything is good.”

The businessman Song Zhihuai has never been a good man or a believer. He knows that in this circle, interests are eternal.

A piece of Lin Xun’s derailment may allow him to temporarily reach a cooperative relationship with Xindu Entertainment, but the cooperative relationship cannot be guaranteed not to collapse.

Then, he must have enough chips to keep Chi Song from being threatened.

After listening to Song Zhihuai’s arrangement, Zhou Yaming laughed out loudly.

Song Zhihuai: “…What are you laughing at?”

Zhou Yaming replied: “Chi Song has met you and really found the treasure.”

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and went to work.

After the phone call, the car was washed.

Song Zhihuai drove a refreshed car and returned to the door of the convenience store where Chi Song was put down half an hour ago.

In the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Song Zhihuai saw that Chi Songzheng was talking and laughing with the cashier girl.

He honked his horn.

Chi Song raised his head and heard his eyes bright.

He turned around and said something to the little girl. The mouth shape should be: “The car I called is here, bye.”

Song Zhihuai was lying on the steering wheel, looking at Chi Song from afar, feeling that there was only the young man who walked out of the convenience store and walked to himself in the sound of a crisp bell.

When he got into the car, Chi Song couldn’t make a slap in the palm of his hand, and he drew out a big bun from the bag in a murky way: “Zhihuai, I just ate it in the store. This beef stuffed bun is especially delicious!”

Song Zhihuai started the car and said, “Are you full? … I was going to take you to supper.”

Chi Song embarrassed: “…not full.”

Song Zhihuai: “Why don’t you buy two more to eat?”

Chi Song said very seriously: “There are only two beef buns left in the shop, we have one each, just right.”

Song Zhihuai slammed on the brakes, pulled Chi Song’s arm, hugged the man in his arms, and kissed his lips, which were still stained with tomato juice.

Chi Song was just a little hairy by Song Zhihuai, and he struggled subconsciously when he was staying in person, but soon he softened, and Ren Songzhihuai lingered between his lips and teeth.

He responded tenderly to Song Zhihuai. Even if Song Zhihuai couldn’t breathe, he still endured silently.

By the time Song Zhihuai released Chi Song, the blush after the lack of oxygen had appeared on his cheeks, and sweat was on his forehead.

Song Zhihuai took another kiss on his forehead.

Chi Song is not afraid of Song Zhihuai kissing his mouth, but when Song Zhihuai kisses his forehead, he always feels particularly embarrassed: “Zhihuai… Um~ stop it, there are pedestrians here… what if I get photographed?”

Song Zhihuai touched Chi Song’s face, never mentioning the phone she just answered.

Before he came, he even deleted the video sent by Zhou Yaming from his mobile phone.

He hugged Chi Song’s shoulder and said concisely: “…not afraid.”

Zhou Yaming said that it was Chi Song who picked up the treasure when he knew Song Zhihuai.

However, Song Zhihuai has always believed that he was the one who found the treasure.