The Dream Maker

The library is very quiet.

Near the end of the term, the museum is full of students reviewing or previewing.

Su Fu leans back on the chair, wears headphones, clicks on mengyan and enters the backstage of the entertainment station.

He may underestimate his reputation on the site today.

Whether it's the ghost school dream or the evil nurse dream, Su Fu's fame is huge.

Even today, the list of evil nurses on the home page of entertainment sites is still at the top of the list.

As for the ghost school dream, although it fell several places with the retreat of the heat, it still ranked in the top ten.

Therefore, when Su Fuyi uploads his dream, many people who pay attention to him will be prompted at the same time.

Su Fu looked at the bottom of the dream in surprise, made neat comments, and drew a little from the corner of his mouth.

The comments are fresh, free from vulgarity, simple and clear

Just one word.

"Shh ~"

All the comments were neatly arranged, and Su Fu's inexplicable urination surged up, as if someone gently hissed in his ear to urge him to urinate.

These people are very bad!

He thought of the situation after Jun Yichen had experienced the toilet nightmare.

At this time... The purpose of urging urination is definitely ill intentioned.

Su Fu shook his head. Sure enough... There is no best, only better.

His complexion is complicated.

Skillfully click on the comment and type a word, "Shh ~"

Commenting, Su Fu withdrew from the entertainment site with satisfaction.

At this time, the prompt sound sounded in the dream speech, which was the communication of Jun Yichen.

Su Fu was stunned. As he packed up his books and left the library, he connected the communication.

"Free?"

A faint voice came from the headset.

Su Fu thought and replied.

"Yes."

"OK, I'll pick you up at seven in the evening."

Su Fuyi looked confused and forced: "what?"

"Jiang Yongcheng found me. Now he knows that I'm the one behind you."

"In the evening, Jiang Yongcheng talked to us about the dream card." Jun Yichen explained.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows. It turned out to be so. No wonder Jun Yichen came to pick him up.

"All right, pick me up at the door of the community."

Sufu road.

Just finished, Jun Yichen hung up the communication.

Since there was an appointment in the evening, Su Fu did not continue to stay in the school. He took the suspension bus and returned to the community.

After greeting the boss who sat leisurely smoking at the door, Su Fu went straight back to the rental house.

After finding a clean dress to change and sorting out her messy hair, Su Fu waited while walking around the entertainment site.

There are many entertainment dreams in the entertainment site. Su Fu is not interested in the nightmare dream. He has nothing to do to watch some other entertainment dreams.

For example, sad dreams, comedy dreams, food dreams and so on

Su Fu enjoyed all kinds of strange dreams.

Exit the entertainment site. It's time.

Su Fu cleaned up.

The little slave floating in the room turned into a red light and escaped into the dream card.

The cat opened her mouth and continued to sleep. Of course, Su Fu didn't plan to take her out.

On the table, there is a can and a ball point pen.

Su Fu thought about it, took them all, put them in his pocket and left the rental house.

The cat licked her paws, jumped to the windowsill and looked at the outside world.

……

When Su Fu came to the door of the community.

A Sao Bao's fire red streamline suspension car stopped at the door. Su Fu was stunned.

The window rolled down. In the driver's seat, Jun Yichen was wearing a matching fire red suit and motionless waved to Su Fu.

"Get in the car."

Jun Yichen said.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows. This is a floating sports car, a high-end goods worth millions or even tens of millions of Chinese dollars.

When did this guy become so arrogant and high-profile.

"The car has been lent to Xinlei. Let's use it for transportation for the time being." Jun Yichen said faintly.

Su helped the corner of his mouth, the world of the rich... He really couldn't imagine.

Changing cars is as simple as changing clothes.

Got in the car.

Jun Yichen stepped on the accelerator.

The air flow from the rear nozzle of the suspended sports car is thin, sending out a deafening roar, which is directly ejected at the next moment, like a flame red streamer in the night.

In the community.

The boss sat at the door with his legs crossed, smoking, looking at the sports car disappearing into the night and narrowing his eyes.

"Today's young people... Really play."

……

The roar of the sports car tore through the sky.

Outside the Imperial Hotel.

A red light came rapidly and stopped steadily.

The heat wafted from the rear nozzle of the sports car.

Jun Yichen's hair was blown a little messy, but he didn't care. He got out of the car and threw the key directly to the waiter.

The sports car is so blatantly parked in front of the hotel gate.

Su helped the door out of the car and patted her chest

Really... Really exciting!

No wonder you need a driver for Jun Yichen. This guy is driving with his life.

Speed 200 miles, heart... Sleepwalking outside.

Jun Yichen was red and nodded to Su Fu. They went to Dihao hotel.

Jiang Chengyong's secretary greeted them outside.

Walk down the hotel hall.

In the center of the hall, the huge fountain glittered with colored light.

Up the revolving stairs came to a box.

When he opened the door, the Secretary bent down and nodded, towering out a white arc in front of his chest.

"Jun Shao, master Su, President Jiang is waiting inside, please."

Su Fu and Jun stepped into the room without expression.

The tall and beautiful secretary pursed her lips.

Inner self doubt... Does my mother have no charm?

In the box.

Jiang Chengyong and a bald man sat there in a dignified atmosphere.

As Jun Yichen and Su Fu stepped in, Jiang Chengyong immediately laughed.

"Welcome, but wait for you. Sit down, sit down..."

Jiang Chengyong's attitude was very enthusiastic. The bald man just looked at Su Fu and Jun Yichen.

Su Fu didn't speak.

Jun Yichen seems to be quite familiar with this occasion. Although he looks expressionless, he has a good talk with Jiang Chengyong.

Su Fu doesn't know much about these, so Su Fu is only responsible for eating vegetables.

Jiang Chengyong occasionally offered Su Fu a few glasses of wine, or even a cup of wine, saying that he was making amends for Su Fu.

Su Fudu didn't adapt to his enthusiasm.

After three rounds of wine, push the cup and ask the lamp, it is the price negotiation about the ghost marriage dream.

Jun Yichen and Jiang Chengyong are competing in words, with a strong smell of gunpowder.

No matter what Jiang Chengyong said, Jun Yichen was always calm.

Jun Yichen raised the price of dream to 10 million at the beginning, even 10% of the sales share, and paid in advance.

The lion's big opening surprised Su Fu.

But he didn't say anything. Su Fu trusted you.

After all, they are teammates who fought side by side to win the national championship.

Jiang Chengyong's face was ugly. Despite his image, he smoked and even drank several glasses of wine. Obviously, he was very hesitant and hesitant in his heart.

Jun Yichen's condition seemed to poke at his pain.

Jiang Chengyong needs money. The ghost marriage dream card ranks third in the list. There is no top Chinese consortium behind it. It is the best dream of collecting money.

If we can win it and enter production, the wealth obtained in a short time can give Haiteng group a breath of strength, which is almost hollowed out by Jiang Chengxu.

But Jun Yichen's request is like a sword inserted into his chest.

He deserves to be the future heir of your family. Sure enough... Powerful.

After taking a deep breath of cigar, Jiang Chengyong said sorry and got up and left the box.

In the box, only Su Fu, Jun Yichen and the bald man were left.

The bald man leaned back on his chair, shook his red wine glass and squinted at Su Fu.

A long time later.

Jiang Chengyong came in.

And asked the Secretary to bring a contract.

Jun Yichen frowned when he saw the contract.

"Sign or not?" Su Fu had enough to eat and drink, wiped his mouth and asked you Yichen.

He took over the contract, turned it over, took a deep look at Jiang Chengyong, and Jun Yichen said, "sign it."

The box was very quiet.

Only Su Fu rustled when he signed the contract.

After signing the contract, Jiang Chengyong seemed to be sitting in a chair hollowed out.

"Let's go."

Jun Yichen said to Su Fu, it's no fun to keep it.

He put on a fire red suit and coat.

They are ready to leave the box.

Suddenly.

The bald man, who had not spoken for a long time, opened his mouth, stared at Su Fu, drank all the red wine and asked, "have we... Met somewhere?"

Su Fu stepped and shook his head expressionless.

He knows a bald neighbor... But he doesn't look the same as the bald one in front of him.

Looking at Su Fu and Jun Yichen who left the box, the bald man opened his mouth and clicked. He actually broke the glass in his hand and chewed it in his mouth.

Jiang Chengyong shrunk his eyes.

"Are you Cheng Xu's man? Don't mess around! "

Jiang Chengyong frowned.

The bald man swallowed the glass residue, glanced at Jiang Chengyong and smiled coldly.

He stood up, walked out, passed by the female secretary, swallowed his saliva, stared at the white and tender neck of the female secretary, and showed a dull smile.

The beautiful female secretary was frightened and her body trembled.

……

Su Fu and Jun got on the floating sports car.

In the roar, the sports car turned into a flame in the night and galloped on the road.

"I wanted to use this last straw to force Jiang Chengxu behind Jiang Chengyong. I didn't expect... Jiang Chengyong was so bold."

In the car, Jun Yichen said to himself.

Su Fu glanced at him and said nothing.

From the fact that Jiang Chengyong was willing to sign the contract that almost bit off a piece of meat, there is definitely a problem.

Both were meditating.

The speed of the sports car increased imperceptibly.

Suddenly.

Jun Yichen frowned and slammed on the brake.

The body of the sports car began to roll, and the metal chassis rubbed against the ground, emitting sparks.

In the center of the road ahead

A figure stood there quietly.

The bald man grinned at the side sliding sports car!

He raised his hand and pressed the dream words.

"Drop -"

The transparent tentacle suddenly inflated and fell instantly.

Boom!

A loud noise!

The sports car stalled and was pierced by two huge mirrors!