The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    The next morning.

    Huo Lan waited for Liang Xiao to wake up from his arms before getting up and going to the bathroom to wash.

    The housekeeper stayed outside the door for a long time, and found a space to get in: "Mr. Liang..."

    Liang Xiao was wrapped in the quilt and lost his mind: "Housekeeper Huo."

    The housekeeper wanted to explain to him in advance.

    Yesterday, Liang Xiao was filming for a day, and he didn't have time. He wanted to find a chance to talk before he came up, but he didn't stop anyone.

    The housekeeper was a step late yesterday and was caught off guard. Watching Mr. Huo lead people into the bedroom, he was always worried about Mr. Liang's personal safety.

    Liang Xiao was very safe, sighed, and wrapped the quilt around her body again: "What did you tell Mr. Huo?"

    "Say...you need sleep."

    The housekeeper bit the bullet and said the truth: "You must hug the pillow you lie down on."

    Liang Xiao was indignant: "Is there still a pillow to sit on?!"

    "No!" The butler punched in the palm of his hand, "Aren't you worried that Mr. Huo would be uncomfortable sitting down and sleeping? Mr. Huo believed it, so he just lay down last night..."

    The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, reminded by himself, and carefully thought about the scene he saw when he came in: "Why——"

    Liang Xiao despaired: "Don't ask."

    "Okay." The housekeeper swallowed the words and looked at him worriedly, "Are you... okay?"

    Liang Xiao has nothing to do, but his mind is a little stimulated, he sighs deeply, buried in the pillow and slowly cools down.

    The trajectory of Huo Lan's actions last night was too unexpected for him, Liang Xiao was forced to lie down before he could react. Couldn't keep up with their boss Huo's train of thought.

    As a result, I slept.

    The housekeeper didn't understand why he expected him to hug the pillow, but it turned into a pillow to hug him in the morning, and Liang Xiao himself didn't want to understand when he woke up from Huo Lan's chest and shoulders.

    Why have a good pillow, you must rest on Mr. Huo's shoulder.

    Why did he still hug Mr. Huo who was hard when he fell asleep? When he woke up in the morning, he fell into Mr. Huo's arms logically.

    Liang Xiao suddenly remembered his own walnut kernels, turned over and quickly took out the paper bag from the quilt and opened it.

    Intact, not one crushed.

    Liang Xiao carefully checked one by one, heaved a sigh of relief, and wrapped the paper bag as it was.

    Seeing that he refused to get up, the butler summoned the courage to test: "Your clothes—"

    Liang Xiao: "No."

    Butler: "…Yes."

    Liang Xiao didn't have time to change into pajamas, but she was wearing soft and comfortable private clothes, and it was not uncomfortable to sleep.

    No strange wrinkle was made.

    No need to ask someone to bring a new one and hide under the quilt while crying.

    Liang Xiao just got up embarrassed and buried herself in the pillow for a while, trying her best to persuade herself that she was the root cause of the disease under the temporary flag these days, but really couldn't persuade, and sighed: "So I'm this kind of omega. "

    "No!" The housekeeper had wronged him before, but this time, he has already explained it, "Last time it was a misunderstanding, we already know! You and Huo are always true-"

    Liang Xiao looked up absentmindedly, half of his face was vaguely marked by the clothes that came out of Mr. Huo's shirt.

    Housekeeper: "…"

    Butler: "You... and Huo are always true."

    "..." Liang Xiao got up from the bed, put on his coat, opened the door, and went to the second bedroom to wash.

    Thanks to the crew finishing work three days later, Liang Xiao didn't have time to rest. The day he woke up from Mr. Huo's arms, he rushed to the "On the Road" program crew.

    “Explore the world and understand life.”

    Duan Ming read the script to him on the plane: "Each guest is provided with a starting capital of 10,000 yuan, which is handled by the guest, and the program team only cooperates with the recording."

    Liang Xiao was pulling in his bag, nodding listlessly.

    Duan Ming couldn't stand his unpromising posture, and unscrewed the bottle of orange juice and handed it to him: "What a big deal, isn't it just waking up in Mr. Huo's arms again?"

    Liang Xiao raised his head in surprise: "Brother Duan, you didn't say that before."

    When he first took over this business, Duan Ming was still pinching his shoulders and shaking him, forcing him to swear that wealth and wealth would not be promiscuous.

    "I didn't know that before, 'Mr. Huo put you to sleep' has such a pure meaning."

    Duan Ming sighed: "You don't need to add blocking words when you tell it to Xiaogong."

    "..." Liang Xiao: "Brother Duan, you read my novel again."

    "I want to see it?!"

    Duan Ming became angry: "You think I would like to see it? I would like to see it?! If you two hurry up, do you need me to help you find experience from the inside! It's not over yet... "

    Duan Ming couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed the messed up assistant bag from Liang Xiao's hand, and opened the zipper: "What are you looking for?"

    Liang Xiao: "My watch..."

    Duan Ming thought for a while: "Did you buy that piece last year?"

    Liang Xiao nodded.

    Liang Xiao also has some occasions to show his face, and the clothes can be rented.

    Last year, they used the money they saved to buy a piece of it. They usually put it in a flannel-lined box and don't take it out easily, so as not to bump into it and feel distressed.

    Duan Ming couldn't put such a valuable thing out casually, opened a mezzanine, and took it out for him: "If you want to wear a watch, why don't you borrow a piece from Mr. Huo, this piece is actually not too bad Take it out..."

    "Don't wear it." Liang Xiao shook his head, "If you have a bracelet, you can't wear it."

    Duan Ming just remembered his one-button alarm bracelet, and thought that whether it is worn on one hand or all on one hand, it is indeed not suitable: "Then why do you want this?"

    Liang Xiao opened the box, took out the watch to him, took out the paper bag and put it in.

    Duan Ming: "…"

     Duan Ming asked tentatively, "This is Mr. Huo's... a token of love?"

    Duan Ming was curious: "That—"

    Liang Xiao was afraid of his heart attack and patted his arm: "Brother Duan, don't ask."

    Duan Ming only knew that the two of them slept on the same bed without any progress. He didn't know that Mr. Huo had given something to Liang Xiao, so he was relieved and smiled: "Okay, I don't ask."

    Liang Xiao found a piece of flannel, wrapped the watch temporarily, handed it back to Duan Ming, and put the box in his pocket.

    Duan Ming was happy and didn't think he was a loser, so he took it and put it away: "Have you thought about it, what do you want for ten thousand yuan?"

    The information sent by the star crown is very complete, and Duan Ming also watched a few episodes of the show.

    The guests have a variety of ideas, some bungee jumping, some skydiving, some hiking, and some who read poems to agents on Broadway stages.

    "Follow your heart and explore your true self." Duan Ming read the slogan over and over again, "We don't have anyone, so just relax and do what you want."

    Liang Xiao took over the copy and read it briefly.

    "Don't be too outrageous." Duan Ming reminded him, "If you dare to deposit this 10,000 yuan in the bank, Mr. Huo might kill him directly from the imperial capital to the show."

    Liang Xiao was even moved: "…"

    "The program team also gave some ideas."

    Duan Ming didn't look up and flipped through the notebook: "Travel, gift, life experience."

    Liang Xiao thought for a while: "A gift of 10,000 yuan is not always suitable for Huo?"

    "Do you want to send Mr. Huo?" Duan Ming was taken aback, and immediately extinguished his thought, "It's hard to say whether a gift of 10,000 yuan is suitable or not, and a hot search with 100 million popularity will definitely not Suitable."

    Liang Xiao also thought about it, nodded in agreement after hearing the words, and buckled the text.

    "It will be a while before we land."

    Duan Ming looked at the time, pulled out the blindfold and put it on him: "Refresh and adjust your state."

    Liang Xiao closed his eyes: "Brother Duan."

    "What?" Duan Ming asked.

    Liang Xiao: "These years..."

    Liang Xiao actually always wanted to say that no matter what he was doing before, he couldn't make a comeback.

    Now I see hope, step by step is more steady, and some words can be said.

    Liang Xiao closed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

    The assistant nestled beside him and played games. Hearing this, he raised his head and was stunned.

    Liang Xiao only smiled but did not speak.

    Duan Ming put the blindfold on him, carried his assistant to the side to cry, and babbled at him in a hoarse voice: "If you know it's hard work, don't let us worry about it. Take care of yourself and find someone quickly. Looking at you, you will be sick and uncomfortable in less than three days."

    Liang Xiao covered up with a blindfold and cleared her throat to defend: "I'm still quite healthy."

    Liang Xiao has not thought about what he wants to do in addition to making money these years.

    Liang Xiao's mind suddenly moved slightly, and he got inspiration: "Brother Duan."

    Duan Ming has not finished crying, so he is not angry: "What are you doing?"

    "Ten thousand yuan." Liang Xiao lifted the blindfold, "I know what I'm doing."

    "..." Huo Lan raised his eyes: "What?"

    The housekeeper bit the bullet: "Mr. Liang said that all these years...the thing he wants to do most is to make money."

    Of course Huo Lan knew that, but he didn't intend to ask this: "Didn't the variety show remuneration be settled?"

    "Yes." The housekeeper said, "But Mr. Liang said, one code is one code."

    The housekeeper was worried that Mr. Huo might not understand, so he took a breath and tried his best to explain: "Mr. Liang said that even if the money in his hands is finished, new ones have to be earned."

    Huo Lan closed his eyes and pressed his forehead: "Transfer his ten thousand into the star crown."

    Huo Lan: "Calculate... buy dry shares, share them with him in proportion, return the 10,000 principal first, and tell him to do whatever he wants..."

    The housekeeper looked at him distressedly: "Mr. Huo."

    Huo Lan didn't want to talk anymore, put one hand under the table, and grabbed a walnut.

    "Mr. Liang said he just likes to make money."

    The housekeeper explained: "If you tell him to be idle, he can't be idle. Traveling is a waste of time, and he is not interested."

    "No." Huo Lan said.

    The housekeeper was stunned: "What?"

    "It's not that he has no interest..." Huo Lan closed his eyes and said nothing more, "Let him earn it, and he is not allowed to set up a stall to put up film."

    "Mr. Duan stopped me."

    The housekeeper nodded quickly: "Mr. Duan said that if he dares to go to the bottom of the overpass to set up a stall, Mr. Duan will jump from the top of the overpass."

    Housekeeper: "Aiming to jump, he was smashing in front of his booth, and smashed into three words 'Your Uncle' in capital letters."

    Huo Lan was shocked by Liang Xiao's agent's iron-blooded heart, and said nothing for a while: "..."

    "We also negotiated several plans with the program team."

    The housekeeper continued to explain: "Finally, I decided to buy a breakfast cart with the ten thousand yuan."

    The show was only recorded for five days. Huo Lan didn't think this business model could pay off so quickly, so he frowned: "It's all spent?"

    "It's all spent."

    The housekeeper knew what he was thinking: "Originally, this ten thousand was also the action fund of the program group, which can be spent arbitrarily. There is a maximum limit of 100%, but it cannot be withdrawn into cash."

    The housekeeper continued to speak without any face, and held it for a few seconds: "And... the program team has rules, and guests can make a wish."

    Housekeeper: "No matter what it is, the program team must agree."

    "..." Huo Lan: "He made a wish to let the show team buy the car back."

    The housekeeper nodded numbly: "Mr. Liang said that his wish is to make this breakfast car run forever in the "On the Road" program group..."

    Huo Lan sat silently for a while, and even wanted to dig Liang Xiao back now and put it in Star Crown to be responsible for empty gloves and white wolf pits for money.

    May greatly improve the progress of the acquisition of Longtao.

    "The plan of the day is early."

    The housekeeper stuttered: "The car—"

    Huo Lan didn't know what he was talking about, and raised his eyes inexplicably.

    The housekeeper is worried: "The time does not wait for the car, and the car waits for no one."

    "I'm not angry."

    Huo Lan really didn't know the core of what he wanted to express. Looking at the housekeeper's face, he roughly guessed what he was worried about, and fell silent: "Just thinking about Mr. Liang."

    Housekeeper: "…"

    The frankness of Mr. Huo's susceptibility period, if Mr. Liang is here, I am afraid that he will not be able to stand it.

    "He never rests."

    Huo Lan: "So even if he can breathe a sigh of relief, he doesn't know how to rest."

    The housekeeper was startled.

    The housekeeper didn't guess that he was thinking about this. Looking at Huo Lan, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "Do you know?"

    In these years, the star-crowned Huo Clan is in full swing, and outsiders can only be amazed when they see it.

    The housekeeper looked distressed at the two of them: "You—"

    "I know." Huo Lan said, "I want to teach him."

    “…” Butler: “Huh?”

    Huo Lan closed the computer and released the mouse.

    He never grew up with his parents, but when he was a child, he would secretly tell him what his parents did and where they went every day.

    If they can be together, he can take Liang Xiao to do these things.

    "We can have nothing to do all day."

    Huo Lan slowly recalled what the nanny said: "Just stay at home."

    Huo Lan: "He can sleep at ease. When he feels tired, I will take him back to the bedroom and accompany him to read."

    "In summer, you can go to the coast of islands and reefs. In autumn, you can see the aurora in the Arctic Circle. In winter, there are snow fields in the Alps."

    Huo Lan remembers very clearly: "Going out for a walk will make you feel more open-minded,"

    Huo Lan: "We can also bathe the dog together."

    "..." The housekeeper is worried that the dog in their Mr. Huo's story will be neutered next time: "Did you say this to Mr. Liang?"

    Huo Lan fell silent.

    The housekeeper is anxious for him: "You say it!"

    The housekeeper wanted to tie the two people together and press their heads, so anxious: "If you don't say it, Mr. Liang will never know, Mr. Liang still thinks you want to bring him to join What about the Walnut Lovers Association!"

    Huo Lan: “…”

    The housekeeper was agitated for a while, he said nothing, bowed to Huo Lan, and left quickly with his hands and feet.

    “I know travel is good.”

    Liang Xiao dragged Duan Ming and persuaded him with a good temper: "Watch the aurora in autumn, ski in winter, and go to the Gold Coast in summer."

    Duan Ming: "Breakfast car in spring."

    "The plan of the year lies in spring." Liang Xiao was embarrassed, "I...want to make some money."

    Duan understood clearly and sighed: "If you can save ten thousand, it is ten thousand."

    Although it is a drop in the bucket even if she earns money, Liang Xiao has never let go of every corner, and she can resist not taking the toiletries provided by the hotel, which has made a lot of progress.

    Liang Xiao heard him mention this: "By the way... Brother Duan."

    Duan Ming: "Frying fried dough sticks is really bad. Xiaogong and I don't have that skill."

    "No..." Liang Xiao choked, "The money we save now, I want to move."

    "Then don't move." Duan Ming was inexplicable, "What are you reporting to me?"

    "I wanted to give you a bonus."

    Liang Xiao lowered his head and smiled: "Xiao Gong kept saying that he wanted an automatic coffee machine like that."

    "I'm used to him, and he can't drink the instant hand wash."

    Duan Ming showed no mercy: "Keep it for yourself, it's not easy to make some money."

    Duan Ming listened to his voice and guessed that he had something to say: "Do you want money for anything?"

    Liang Xiao smiled: "I don't know if I can use it, I'll talk about it later."

    Huo Lan's acquisition of Longtao is not as simple as it sounds. Long Tao's assets are in the 100 million level, Liang Xiao is not sure how much Huo Lan can press the other party, and it is not clear whether Xingguan's working capital is enough to eat.

    My own money is a drop in the bucket... Of course he knows that too.

    But now there is an opportunity, he wants to take advantage of the popularity to pick up a few more plays, fight it out, and turn it around for two or three years.

    If you can help the acquisition of Longtao, you can help, but if you can't help, there will inevitably be a period of capital deficit after the acquisition of Star Crown.

    "Your own money, don't tell us."

    Duan Ming didn't care about this, and patted him on the shoulder: "Wait for you to turn red, aren't we going sideways? What are you doing in a hurry?"

    Liang Xiao lowered his head and smiled.

    Duan Mingxiao discovered his fault early, and took the opportunity to beat him: "Don't keep thinking that you can't owe others, you have to pay back everything you give, and you're too clear about the relationship."

    Liang Xiao knew what he was beginning to imply again, his ears were hot, he touched the box, and said vaguely, "No... nothing."

    Duan Ming clicked.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

      The crew cashed out 10,000..."

    Liang Xiao said one thing: "That 10,000 can't be counted."

    "You can earn a little is a little." Duan Ming changed his mind from the good, and glanced at his coat pocket, "Is it because you want to return the gift to Mr. Huo?"

    Liang Xiao's eyes widened: "Brother Duan, how many little yellow texts have you seen me?!"

    "...Not much." Duan Ming: "I am very talented."

    Liang Xiao didn't believe it: "My main ones are cars, and the plot is so little, less than one-fifth of the former love..."

    Duan Ming didn't want to talk to him about this, so he tore open a bun and blocked his mouth: "What do you want to buy for Mr. Huo?"

    Liang Xiao was hot again, so she didn't speak and swallowed the bread.

    Liang Xiao has not been in a relationship in the past five years, Duan Ming is a little worried that he will not be able to deliver the idea, pointing to the box in his pocket as a reminder: "It's better to talk to Mr. Huo It was sent accordingly.”

    "When they give you cufflinks, you give them a brooch." Duan Ming gave him detailed instructions, "When they give you a pendant, you give him an amulet."

    Duan Ming doesn't think that Mr. Huo will give the ring now, and looking at the size of the thing, he can't guess what else is possible: "Do you understand?"

    Liang Xiao numbly added that the housekeeper took out a walnut smasher from the gift box: "...Understood."

    Maybe Mr. Huo may even like this gift a little.

    Liang Xiao has always felt that the people around her are abnormal recently, and she is determined to keep her sober and rational. ."

    "..." Duan Minggang was relieved: "Did Huo always give you a zipper for your pajamas?"

    Liang Xiao took a breath: "No."

    Duan Ming is puzzled: "Then why did you think of giving pajamas?"

    Liang Xiao didn't have the face to explain to him that because the shirt doesn't feel good when I hold it, and I wake up in the morning with a sullen face, calmly pondered, and found a reason: "Mr. Huo's suit is not good-looking."

    Duan Ming: "...Oh."

    Duan Ming really did not expect the relationship between the two to have developed to this level, and even Liang Xiao has such a high right to speak: "Then you pick a good-looking one and give it to yourself Buy a set too."

    Liang Xiao was packing the food for sale in the dining car, his hands were shaking, and he almost squeezed an exclamation mark for him with milk.

    Duan Ming wiped the milk on the assistant's face: "Isn't it a matter of time?"

    Liang Xiao felt that he really couldn't let the agent confiscate the inventory anymore. After a long heartbeat, he was determined to explain the situation thoroughly: "Brother Duan, Mr. Huo and I haven't made it clear."

    Duan Ming was stunned for a moment: "Clarify what?"

    "I want to go to Star Crown, not just because... I like Star Crown."

    Liang Xiao recited this sentence softly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and suppressed his thoughts: "I wanted to say it yesterday, but I didn't have time."

    "Mr. Huo also..." Liang Xiao always felt that it was inappropriate for him to say this, but no one around him really knew about it, so he coughed lightly: "I didn't say anything to me."

    Although he and Mr. Huo have already touched and hugged, they have bitten their necks on the sofa, on the desk, wrapped around their legs in their arms, and hugged each other for a while. They slept in a bed, but they really didn't make any progress.

    Liang Xiao felt guilty when he thought about this, so he was embarrassed to say, "Mr. Huo..."

    Duan Ming understood: "Boss Huo didn't tell you exactly what to say?"

    Liang Xiao smiled.

    "This kind of thing... I can't blame Mr. Huo."

    Duan Ming can actually understand: "At their level, every word has to be responsible, and people will take it out and smash it over and over to make eighteen meanings."

    Duan Ming frowned, and tried his best to convince himself: "I can't be accurate."

    Duan Ming tried his best to comfort him: "Mr. Huo - maybe to protect you."

    Liang Xiao was melancholy: "That's too protective..."

    Duan Ming didn't expect such an episode, even if he understood Huo Lan's difficulties, he couldn't help feeling distressed for Liang Xiao: "You are also working hard."

    Duan Ming wanted to give him a comforting embrace for a short rest, and just raised his arm, he heard Liang Xiao's cell phone ring on the side.

    The assistant picked it up: "Mr. Huo's text message."

    Duan Ming originally thought of how sweet these two people are, but now he vaguely guessed what was going on. Seeing that Liang Xiao was still depressed, he sighed: "Read it."

    There is no one else in the room, the assistant snorted and moved closer with the mobile phone: "Mr. Huo said that when the variety show is finished, I want to invite Mr. Liang over and read with Mr. Liang."

    Assistant: "Don't... write the post-reading."

    Liang Xiao was stunned, and even a little surprised: "Really?"

    The assistant nodded.

    Duan Ming's surprise fell into his eyes, and he was even more distressed: "This is it?"

    Duan Ming was a little too hard to see. He wanted to talk to the housekeeper. Thinking of Liang Xiao's situation, he reluctantly suppressed it, and sighed heavily and stretched out his hand to Liang Xiao: "Forget it, come here—"

    "And," said the assistant.

    "..." Duan Ming didn't expect the assistant to be so blind, and got a little impatient: "What else?"

     "Mr. Huo asked, can you invite Mr. Liang home?"

    Assistant: "He wants to hold Mr. Liang and read to him."