showbiz magician

Chapter 44 54: Ding Jia?Wen Jia!
Due to the increase in the number of people, Geng Yuanyuan volunteered to go to the kitchen to cook a few more dishes.

The teacher's husband was pleased and said: "Yuanyuan hasn't cooked for a long time, it's all the good influence brought by Asi, Asi, you should come to play often in the future, and bring Yuanyuan more often."

Confucius blushed, and gave a "hmm" like a mosquito, and his long hair slid down, covering half of his pretty face.Wen Dao looked more and more satisfied, and asked, "Are you Yuanyuan's classmate? What's your name?"

"Confucius West." She replied softly, her tone was like a stream, neither slow nor urgent, but full of vitality, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

Wen Dao chewed these three words carefully, his eyes lit up, "Are you interested in..."

"Okay, cousin!" The head teacher sank, and said coldly: "You have led Yuanyuan astray, and I won't say anything about our family, but Axi is a good boy with a future, you don't Promise her an unrealistic dream casually, ruining her talent!"

"It's a waste of her talent if you restrain her like this! I've been working outside for many years, who hasn't seen it? I say she's a good seed, and she's a good seed." Wen Dao didn't want to be outdone.

"No, this child Asi can't stand your troubles!" The class teacher knew about Kong Zixi's life experience, and felt very sorry for her, worrying that she, who was too innocent, would be swallowed up by the darkness and chaos of the entertainment industry.

Wen Dao understands her cousin's temper, although she looks down on her rigidity, but Yuanyuan has a future, so she doesn't want to quarrel with her, so she just evades it with a few perfunctory words.

Geng Yuanyuan quickly prepared the dishes, moved the chair to Wen Dao's side, and asked this and that with great interest.Wen Dao looked very hurt Yuanyuan, answered every sentence patiently, and kept encouraging and praising her, Yuanyuan smiled like a spring, but the class teacher's face turned ugly, don't look too far, the class teacher's husband helped her to carry her back, While consoling in a low voice.

Kong Zixi was surprised that Yuanyuan also had such a childish side, it seems that the people who struggled in the shopping mall were really unusual.

Wen Dao chatted with Yuanyuan, and occasionally asked some things about Confucius, and then quickly broke away, and soon mentioned her again, and then turned to other things.

"Yuanyuan said you are also working in Xingxing?" Wen Dao suddenly asked Kong Zixi casually.

Confucius pursed his lips and nodded.

"Did you want to go, or..." He looked at her meaningfully.

"I like the profession of stylist," she answered seriously, then her eyes darkened slightly, and she said in a whisper, "I also need money."

The atmosphere is a little heavy.

The class teacher, a serious and reserved middle-aged woman, poured all the sympathy of her life on Kong Zixi. She stretched out her hand and rubbed Kong Zixi's head, and Kong Zixi took advantage of the situation to rest his head on her lower abdomen, half-closed his eyes, and let his long hair spread out. On the shoulders, slightly undulating.

In such a sentimental atmosphere, Wen Dao couldn't continue the topic, so he talked to Yuanyuan again.After the meal, Geng Yuanyuan was rushed back to her room to study by her class teacher, and Confucius followed her.

"Uncle seems to be very optimistic about you." Geng Yuanyuan said calmly, "But my mother will definitely not let you go with uncle. In her eyes, you are her own daughter."

Kong Zixi smiled lightly, his eyes gleaming brightly, "It's a mediocrity not to be envied by others. If you praise me so hard, I will be ashamed."

Geng Yuanyuan snorted and ignored her.

On the other side, when Wen Dao came out of Geng's house, the smile on his lips never disappeared.For the upper-level leaders of entertainment companies, digging out promising future stars is tantamount to betting on excellent potential stocks, which can be exchanged for huge profits.He has been really lucky recently, and now he is going to grab another potential stock.

It is still the noble and elegant western restaurant.

Wen Dao handed over the menu, and smiled kindly: "Order whatever you want, I have never had time to accompany you, in fact, Dad really loves you."

"How do you know my phone number?" The young man's voice was cold and stiff, it was Ding Jia.

"Of course I asked your roommate," Wen Dao said with a smile, but Ding Jia felt like falling into an ice cellar with a single sentence, "To thank them, I gave each of them a ticket to the Chihuahua concert. They are really a group of good young people!"

Ding Jia clenched his fist tightly. He clearly told them not to give his contact information to the man who claimed to be his father. Why?The scene of his roommates helping him celebrate all night came to his mind. At that time, he was really happy. Although his father was ruthless and his mother died young, he had a group of good brothers, good brothers!
"Tell me something, I'm very busy." Ding Jia was impatient.

Wen Dao was not annoyed at all, seeing that he didn't order food, he ordered two medium-rare steaks and two glasses of wine by himself.

Ding Jia took the steak and ate it, and wanted to finish eating and leave here. For him, staying with Wen Dao and breathing the same air felt disgusting and suffocating.He knew why Wen Dao, who had always been indifferent to him, would suddenly be so passionate about him, so his heart hurt, it really hurt, it was much more painful than when Asi refused to see her intimate with other men.

Wen Dao didn't eat much, and kept watching him with a smile. Seeing that he had almost eaten, he said, "How do you think about the news that the principal conveyed to you? Believe Dad, come back to me, you will get Everything you want."

Ding Jia showed sarcasm, "I want my mother to come back to life, can you do it for me?" Suddenly he smiled coldly, "Oh, I almost forgot, my mother is the stain of your life from a family, you can just play around But you played a time bomb, and it almost ruined your reputation, and even the marriage you managed to get fell through. Her death must be the happiest thing in your life. How can you bring her back to life?"

Wen Dao's face turned pale. Indeed, if Ding Jia's mother hadn't been there back then, he could have married that woman, and now he has already entered the board of directors of the Star Headquarters.

That rare woman who suits his taste and has the same values ​​as him.However, she doesn't seem to be doing very well now. She and her husband have caused a mess in the selection of Xingxing's newcomers. Are they also regretting that they refused to marry him in a fit of anger?

The thought just flashed by, he quickly laughed together, the first problem now is to conquer Ding Jia - his precious son.

"I heard that you like a girl." Wendao threw a blockbuster.

Ding Jia froze, and even heard his drunken words. Is money really omnipotent to control gods and ghosts?His trusted brother wants it, and so does the girl he likes!
"However, she seems to think that you are poor and worthless." Wen Dao's words cut his throat like a sharp knife, causing him great pain but unable to refute, "As long as you admit your relationship with my father and son, all my property is yours. That girl will definitely be tempted."

Ding Jia remained silent with a sullen face.Wen Dao continued to loosen him, "I know you despise my property, so as long as you agree to enter the zodiac sign, I will do my best to make you famous. At that time, you will make a lot of money every day, and you can pull out the root of that girl casually." It will be posted."

"Do you think everyone is as superficial as you?" He yelled, immediately attracting the attention of many people, some of them smiled contemptuously when they saw his cheap attire.

Wen Dao stared at him with a smile, and waited until he calmed down a little, then said unhurriedly: "It's useless even if you yell out, how can you convince others that you can't believe it yourself?"

Ding Jia stared at him relentlessly, his chest heaving unceasingly due to the oppression.

Wen Dao felt that it was almost enough, so he called the waiter to check out, and finally said to him before leaving: "Think about it, my mobile phone is always on for you. I believe you will make the right decision, after all, you Flowing the blood I heard."

Wendao left, Ding Jia sat alone silently, the waiter came over several times to clear the table, but he turned a blind eye.

His hand rubbed against the table unconsciously, and was accidentally cut by the table knife, and the red blood immediately stained the snow-white tablecloth red.This is his blood, the blood from Wen Dao!

- I believe you will make the right decision.

- I need money, very much...

(End of this chapter)