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One week later.

Public opinion about Xiangyi and Shisui on the Internet has gradually faded, but Xiangyi Weibo has fallen and has been ridiculed by netizens.

Anan carefully dialed Xiangyi's phone number.

Buzz.

It's done.

"Good, have you gotten up?"

"Well, is there something wrong?" A noise sounded in the receiver, sounding like it was moving.

Anan is as pleased as an old father. Guaiguai has grown up with amnesia this time. He is still exercising and maintaining his figure without notice!

"Good, it's okay. Netizens scolded me for days and nights and were tired. This time you were lucky in disguise, and the popularity suddenly increased! A very popular live variety show has been brought in and invited you to be a flying guest. I'll take it for you, right?"

"No, it's quite busy."

Anan asked a question mark: "Ah? What are you busy with? Are you doing a spa? Or take a hot spring?"

Xiangyi said calmly: "Feed the pig."

...What are you feeding??

Anan was in a daze for a moment, but fortunately, he quickly realized that some pets such as ducks and small fragrant pigs were popular on the Internet recently. What should be the cute ones that are suitable for raising... Little piglets?

He advised with great sincerity: "We only have two days to shoot, and we will perform well. Wouldn't it be nice to make a hundred thousand yuan?"

Xiangyi: "My pig tastes delicious too."

"What? You eat pet pigs so cute?"

"It's not a pet pig." Xiang Yi explained seriously, "It's an omnivorous mammal with tender flesh, bright red color, plump and juicy. It can be made of braised pork, boiled meat slices, and sweet and sour pork ribs."

"…………” It took Anan more than ten seconds to come back to his senses from the shock.

"I'm dead, I'm going to kill a pig."

Anan:????

He spent more than ten seconds to comfort himself. Xiangyi should be experiencing life in a farmhouse or something...

She is a delicate girl under 80 pounds. Not to mention killing pigs, can she use the pig-killing knife?!

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Star Entertainment.

President's Office.

When we met, we sat on a leather swivel chair, shaking our legs, and we didn't look domineering in the style of a president.

"You fired a person, are you? You have not treated him badly over the years. If you hadn't paid his mother for medical expenses..." Xiang Yong complained to the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

From his perspective, you can see the man's deep and handsome side face, with his facial features more three-dimensional than on the big screen. His wide shoulders and long legs are perfectly proportioned. He wears casually, folds his white shirt, revealing his smooth and tough forearm, and his fingertips with clear joints is clamped with a cigarette, and he doesn't smoke, and just plays with it all in one go.

Shi Sui lazily said: "There will never be people who will meet again in the future, so it's better not to mention it."

Xiang Heng curled his lips: "Okay, whatever you say is what you want. Who made you the top player in our company... Hey, I'm just kidding, don't look at me with that look, it's scary."

A week ago, the assistant who had been with Shi Sui for many years betrayed him and secretly exposed a bunch of materials to the paparazzi.

Most of them are fabricated by catching up on the wind and shadows, but the real and false are mixed, and the special identity of the assistant has caused a lot of trouble.

Xiang Yi entered his room, but it was just a trivial one.

Thinking of his little niece who had lost his memory, Xiangqing was very troubled: "Xiangyi is simply helpless. He dares to enter your room... I'm so angry that I'll take care of her again, I'm a dog!"

As soon as the words finished, the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!