Entertainment: Start with the villain in the competition

Yang Mi just hugged her shoulders and looked at Wu Zong, looking like she was waiting to eat fried skewers.
It’s so interesting!
The little person in Yang Mi’s heart cheered.
Seeing Wu Zong’s deflated look is really heartening.
I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect.
In the entertainment industry, thousands of girls are fascinated, and Wu Zong is a killer from the age of seventeen to seventy.
In the mall, Wu Zong is fierce and has no plans.
After drinking the wine, he was still a sand sculpture.
And it’s a super sand sculpture.
Why is he so interesting!
Wu Zong turned his neck stiffly, and looked at Yang Mi, who was watching the play, with a look of panic.
“This matter…does anyone else know?”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about this. Your company is a little older and a half older, and yours is not close to the city center. At that time, there were not many people on the street.”
Yang Mi waved her hand.
“Except for your company’s night shift security guard who couldn’t stop you, the old man selling fried skewers, the police comrades who came to inquire about the situation, and me, sister Ting, and Jiang Jiang who came to rescue you, no one knows. ”
This! At once! Do not! few! !
Wu Zong closed his eyes, wanting to die already.
Damn, the death scene of this large society is really going to kill you.
I shouldn’t have made this bet with Wang Ding’s grandson at 23!
Oh, that’s right!
Speaking of Wang Ding, Wu Zong opened his eyes again and asked Yang Mi.
“Where’s Wang Ding? Why did he go?”
“Ha ha.”
Yang Mi smirked.
“Either you two hit it off, or if it weren’t for the fact that you two don’t really look alike, I’d almost think you two were born by the same mother.”
Wu Zong raised his eyebrows, and pointed to the snack cart beside him questioningly.
“He… also bought… this?”
Yang Mi shook her head.
“No.”
Wu Zong heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at least half of the company’s image has been preserved…
“He bought a barbecue pit for 30,000 yuan.”
Damn!
Gan!
Now the company’s image is gone!
Wu Zong sat on the stageOn the steps, looking at the snack cart in front of me, I felt like crying.
“What about Wang Dingren?”
“Let Sister Ting pick it up.”
“Oh.”
and many more!
“Oh?!”
Wu Zong suddenly regained his energy and looked at Yang Mi.
“Sister Ting… took Wang Ding away?”
Yang Mi raised her eyebrows.
“Yes.”
Oh huh.
There is a situation.
In fact, to be honest, Sister Ting still looks pretty good.
Although there is no such mark as Yang Mi, she is above average.
Tall and tall, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes.
Very standard parents’ aesthetic ‘good-looking’.
Very dignified.
Most importantly, Sister Ting is smart.
After graduating from a famous foreign university, he went on to pursue a doctorate degree in a related major.
She is a business talent from a professional background, and a female doctor.
Otherwise, Yang Mi would not let her take charge of some specific affairs of Jiaxing as her personal butler.
On the other hand, look at Wang Ding.
Born in Kamban, although he has not taken any professional courses related to business, but by following Xiang Qiye all the way, his ability is no worse than those of those who graduated from the major.
Even, because his experience was summed up in actual business activities head-on, its practicality is even better than the knowledge learned in textbooks.
Tsk tsk.
One class, one Kamban.
One is highly educated and the other is experienced.
If these two can make the two swords fit together, wouldn’t Jia Xing and Zong Ding take off right away?
Thinking of this, Wu Zong and Yang Mi looked at each other and shared a subtle smile, and raised their eyebrows to each other.
That means ‘you understand’.
“Never mind them! Fried sausages!”
Wu Zong clapped his legs and stood up, pushed the snack cart into the yard, and really prepared to fry skewers.
Anyway, I’ve already bought it, so I can’t waste it.
Yang Mi watched Wu Zong cook the oil, and then skillfully started to make a knife for the starch sausage.
“You really know?!”
The skill of his technique made Yang Mi ask in surprise.
“Really.”
Wu Zong shrugged.
This is really true.
In the last life, when Wu Zong was working in Hengdian in his spare time, he would also borrow some odd jobs around him.
Otherwise, it is far from impossible to survive in Suzhou and Hangzhou with the money for acting as a group.
This hand fried skewer is a small skill he has learned in his thousands of day labor career.
Here, Wu Zong and Yang Mi were guarding Zizi’s oil pan, waiting for the fried skewers to come out, and they had a lot of fun.
Compared to them, the situation on Wang Ding and Zhou Ting’s side seemed a little embarrassing and ambiguous.
“emmmmm… that’s it.”
Wang Ding thought about it for a while, then carefully chose the words, for fear that Zhou Ting would misunderstand her.
“I, I believe you are a good… uh…”
For the first time since Wang Ding was so old, he encountered a woman who got stuck in her speech.
He originally wanted to say good people.
But in this day and age, ‘good people’ doesn’t seem to be a good word.
It seems a bit inappropriate.
“That’s right, I know your intentions are good, but…”
Wang Ding tugged at the quilt a little embarrassedly, and looked at Zhou Ting, who was holding her suit and her face was like a red cloth.
“But I still want to ask, why are my clothes in yours?”
“You…don’t get me wrong…”
Zhou Ting’s face almost dripped with blood, holding her clothes and waving her hands.
“After you came back yesterday, you vomited so much, I just…I washed your clothes…then…dried…just…”
Zhou Ting’s voice became smaller and smaller, until she could not even hear herself.
Heaven and earth conscience!
I really didn’t do anything!
After all, I, Zhou Ting, is also a female doctor who graduated from a famous university. It is impossible for me to do such a shameless thing!
Yes!
Wang Ding’s abdominal muscles and well-proportioned arms are very attractive, and the two scars on his solid chest muscles make him more masculine.
but!
I, Zhou Ting, are not that kind of person!
I… still have a bottom line…
Zhou Ting muttered in her heart.
“oh oh,”
Wang Ding scratched his head in confusion.
“Then…then thank you…”
The two looked at each other silently.
The scene was awkward for a while.
“Can I, put on clothes?”
After a long time, Wang Ding asked tentatively.
“Oh! I’m sorry! You…you wear…you wear…”
Only then did Zhou Ting realize that she was standing here. Wang Ding was embarrassed to get up to get her clothes, so she hurriedly screamed softly, put the neatly ironed suit on the bed, and turned around and ran away.
Looking at Zhou Ting’s back hurriedly running out, Wang Ding touched his arm that was a little sore from moving the oven yesterday, and smiled unconsciously.
This woman is strangely cute. .