Above China Entertainment

Chapter 47 I have a friend.
After dinner, Wang Kun also talked about business.

"Sister Yajie, you know that I am a director. I have a drama in my hands now, and there is a role in it that is very suitable for Xiao Longyi.

Isn’t Xiaolongyi going on winter vacation soon?I thought about letting Xiaolongyi go to the set to experience it. "

Wang Kun revealed his plan to see what Wang Yajie thought.

Wang Yajie hesitated and said, "Xiao Longyi has never studied acting. Will it delay your filming?"

Wang Kun said with a smile: "You can't learn Xiaolong's art. No one is born with the ability to act."

Wang Yajie was a little moved. After all, everyone now knows that celebrities make money quickly.

Wang Yajie thought of the chaos in the entertainment industry and said implicitly: "But I heard that your industry is very chaotic."

"Sister Yajie, it is undeniable that the entertainment industry is very chaotic, but if Xiaolongyi really likes filming and will take this as his development direction in the future, I think I can still protect Xiaolongyi."

Wang Kun had a strong self-confidence on his face. Xiao Longyi was only seven years old now. It would be many years before Xiao Longyi grew up. With Wang Kun's status at that time, I didn't believe that any person without foresight would dare to reach out to Xiao Longyi!

Seeing Wang Kun's high-spirited expression, Wang Yajie couldn't help but her heart beat a beat faster. She turned around and asked, "Xiao Longyi, do you want to film?"

With a tangled look on his face, Xiao Longyi looked at Wang Kun, then at Wang Yajie, and finally made up his mind, "Mom, do you want to go with me? If mom doesn't go, I won't go either. I'll stay at home. Stay with mom."

Wang Yajie felt happy in her heart. After all, Xiao Longyi still liked her more, "Baby, mommy will go with you."

"Okay!" Xiaolongyi cheered. He could be with his uncle and mother, and he could go anywhere.

After implementing this matter, it was getting late and Wang Kun was ready to leave.

"Sister Yajie, it's getting late. I have to go back." Wang Kun stood up, and after saying hello to Wang Yajie, he knelt down and touched Xiao Longyi's head, "Xiao Longyi, uncle is going back."

Xiao Longyi blinked his eyes, with a puzzled look on his face, "Uncle, can't you stay with me and my mother? My mother's bed is really big!"

Wang Yajie said with a little shyness on her face, "Xiao Longyi, don't make trouble, uncle is going home to sleep."

Xiaolongyi was a little confused and said innocently: "We can also sleep at home. It's very comfortable for me to sleep with my mother in my arms."

Wang Kun looked at the shy Wang Yajie and almost laughed out loud, "Xiao Longyi, uncle is so fat that he would flatten you just by turning over."

"Xiao Longyi is not afraid!" Xiao Longyi was a bit jealous. After secretly reaching out to show the body shapes of himself and Wang Kun, he was still a little scared.

Wang Yajie spoke up at the side and exposed Xiaolong Yidan, "You wet the bed last night and half of the mattress was wet. Where did your uncle stay to sleep? On the hook of the electric fan?"

The community where Wang Kun lives is an old-fashioned community. In the past, almost every household had a yellowed ceiling fan hanging on the roof. Now, although the ceiling fan has been removed, an iron hook for hanging the fan is still left.

"Oh~ Mom, don't say that, I'm ignoring you!" Xiao Longyi looked embarrassed, got into Wang Yajie's arms with some embarrassment, and coquettishly told Wang Yajie not to say anything anymore.

Wang Kun's loud laughter resounded in the room, "Hahaha, Xiaolongyi, how old are you and you still wet the bed?"

Xiao Longyi no longer mentioned asking Wang Kun to stay. Instead, he ran behind Wang Kun and pushed Wang Kun out of the door. "Uncle, go home and go to bed quickly. Mom and I also need to go to bed." ”

"boom!"

The door was shut heavily.

The smile on Wang Kun's face slowly disappeared, and his figure disappeared into the dim corridor.

People can be dark in their hearts, but they cannot be psychologically distorted.

The darkness in his heart may make Wang Kun's life more colorful.

But psychological distortion will only make Wang Kun take two more bullets when he is shot.

The villain becomes rampant when he gains power.

Before obtaining the system, Wang Kun was just an ordinary person with many shortcomings.

With the system in place, it is true that Wang Kun's mentality has changed, no matter how reluctant he is to admit it.

With the system as the backing, the many dark sides of Wang Kun's character will be magnified.

Fortunately, he plunged into the chaotic entertainment industry full of indulgence and all kinds of desires.To be honest, Wang Kun feels that he is just a little mentally dark now, which is already a sign of his strong self-control.

If all of you here had a system, you would probably be even better than Wang Kun, and your dogs would be superior to others even when they go out!
But Wang Kun knew that it would undoubtedly be a disaster for ordinary people to suddenly acquire huge wealth without the ability to control it.

So Wang Kun likes to be with the innocent Xiao Longyi.

After all, bad people don’t want to be friends with bad people.

Wang Kun was not in a hurry to go home. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message and location. After hanging up, he sat down on a bench in the community and lit a cigarette. The sparks became brighter as Wang Kun inhaled. Suddenly, the faint firelight shone on Wang Kun's face, making Wang Kun's face look a little distorted in the darkness.

An hour later, a car parked outside the community.

Zhang Yuxi walked out of the car, picked up her cell phone and called Wang Kun.

Wang Kun waved to Zhang Yuxi, who was wrapped tightly, "Here."

"director."

Zhang Yuxi hesitated to move forward. After all, Zhang Yuxi suffered a lot the night before.

After Wang Kun finished speaking, he ignored Zhang Yuxi and walked ahead, "Follow me."

Zhang Yuxi bit her lip lightly, stepped on crystal high heels, and followed Wang Kun silently.

Looking up at the old building, Zhang Yuxi felt a little nervous, but she still walked into the corridor bravely.

After climbing to the fourth floor, Wang Kun finally stopped and took out his key to open the door.

"Crack."

The door to the room was opened, but it was the door next door.

A stylishly dressed man with a novel hairstyle and handsome appearance walked out of the next room.

The man glanced at Wang Kun and then looked away.

When he saw Zhang Yuxi, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Zhang Yuxi is tightly wrapped, based on the man's experience as Tony's teacher for ten years, judging from this woman's figure, temperament, and the half of her face exposed, she is definitely a beauty!

'Good guy, it seems that the situation is a bit serious now. Girls with such high quality have to come out to make money to support their families? '

Teacher Tony thought silently, as for whether the two of them are boyfriend and girlfriend?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Teacher Tony never considered this possibility. How could such a beautiful girl fall in love with this fat man who lived in an old neighborhood and was covered in fat and potbelly?

“You’re young, you have hands and feet, if you can’t do anything well, just do this!
Where is your conscience?
Where is the morality?
Where are the contact details? ! "

After Teacher Tony finished speaking, maybe he thought it was too straightforward. After coughing twice, he said with a serious face: "I have a friend."

Zhang Yuxi looked disgusted and turned around to follow Wang Kun into the house without even looking at him.

"boom!"

The door was closed, leaving only a slight scent of perfume remaining.

Teacher Tony was stunned for a moment, with admiration in his eyes, "When you serve customers, you don't pay attention to other customers. You have quite a professional ethics!"

Teacher Tony was not ready to go out, so he stood in front of the door, smoking a cigarette, waiting for the woman to come out.

This wait is in the middle of the night.

“Damn it, you’re even keeping the night!”

At four or five o'clock in the middle of the night, a grief-stricken voice sounded in the dim corridor.

(End of this chapter)