Chapter 38: What is this for Mao?
"What's this for Mao?" Fan Wubing pulled Wu Zhi's small machine out to drink in depressed mood.
"Fan Sang, this is the 38th time you have asked me this question." Wu Zhi Xiaoji sat next to Fan Wubing with a look of pain, shook his head, and drank the old Bai Fen in the wine glass.
Since Fan Wubing came back, he took Wu Zhixiaoji to drink. It doesn't matter if he drinks a glass of wine. He asked Wu Zhixiaoji, and it was the same question. Wu Zhixiaoji thought Fan Wubing was crazy.
"Or, it's because you two are not in line with each other!" Wu Zhi scratched his head, and finally found a far-fetched reason.
The eight characters are incompatible? It’s impossible!
Fan Wubing grabbed the bottle and took two mouthfuls directly. He felt the hot feeling passing by his throat. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was not the case! He and Ouyang Xiaowei have always been very harmonious. They are about to enter the rising period of their relationship, but they encounter such obstacles. Is it really a disagreement in the eight characters?
Grandma, what a bear! If you want to blame, you have to blame the female secretary, whose name is Lin Xiaotong!
I saved her at the critical moment, preventing her from becoming a high-ranking paraplegic. But not only did she not be grateful to herself, but after seeing Ouyang Xiaowei, she screamed while hugging her neck tightly. This was simply too much!
You said that it doesn’t matter if you hug me when there is no one in normal times. Even if you go further, I, Fan Wubing, will be happy to accompany you. But you, you, you, you, why are you still hugging me so tightly?
Although you have a good figure and look unsatisfactory, don’t you think you are too coquettish? Even if I have the will, everyone is just suitable for fun. It is absolutely impossible to develop a relationship that surpasses a one-night stand!
Fan Wubing sat there, drinking while complaining about himself or complaining about the world.
"Who is this wrong?" Fan Wubing complained in Wu Zhi's ear again.
"Fan Sang's story is too tortuous, I really can't understand it. This is probably the mistake of God's arrangement!" Wu Zhi's little kid could not judge right from wrong, so he evaded.
They were sitting in a relatively high-end bar drinking. There were dozens of drinkers around them. They were all three or two friends gathered together to drink some red wine or foreign wine, and they were just having fun. Only Fan Wubing grabbed the height of white wine and kept pouring it on, and complained to Wuzhi's small machine from time to time, which made everyone around him annoyed him.
"What's the third party that affects your relationship with Miss Ouyang?" Wu Zhi asked.
"What third party! Never before!" Fan Wubing waved his hand with a little drunkenness and said, "Those are nonsense! I was unlucky and was unlucky to listen to my unlucky father's words, and he would block his peach blossoms for him! As a result, hasn't this all caused trouble to myself?"
"But if that third party appears in front of you and Miss Ouyang again, it will definitely lead to further deterioration of your relationship." Wu Zhixiaoji shrugged and continued.
"No! Hum!" Fan Wubing stretched out his claws with a twisted face, gestured for a while, and said to Wu Zhixiaoji, "I was so angry that I was so angry that I was so angry that I was on her breasts! So, I squeezed them hard! It was so fierce!"
"You pinched her breasts?" Wu Zhi's little video burst into cold sweat when he heard this.
"Well, that's right!" Fan Wubing nodded very seriously and replied, "You know, my hands are very strong!"
Wu Zhi Xiaoji can no longer say anything.
He knew how terrible Fan Wubing's kung fu was. He remembered that when he was in the United States, two people went out to the streets when they were idle, but they encountered a group of niggers blocking the intersection and robbing them. Seven or eight people had guns in their hands!
As a result, Fan Wubing directly pulled down the cast iron guardrail on the side of the road. After sweeping across, several people from the Daoist were smashed and bleeding before they could react.
Afterwards, Wu Zhi went to try the guardrail himself and met the local area. The two strong men couldn't move even when they pulled it hard, let alone uprooted it! Fan Wubing's hand strength can be seen!
With such powerful hands, I pinched a girl's most delicate and weakest place. The consequence of this - Wu Zhi Xiaoji suddenly felt a chill on his body, and he was shivering!
"Oh my God! Will her breasts still be symmetrical in the future?" Wu Zhixiaoji murmured to himself.
Fan Wubing shook his head and replied, "Then I don't know. Anyway, from the outside, it should have achieved breast enhancement effect, at least two cups larger."
"Uh--" Wu Zhixiao Ji curled his lips and said, "I hope this effect is not permanent, otherwise she can only hope that you will pinch two or one breast again!"
"Why do you care about so much?" Fan Wubing said with some dissatisfaction, "What I have the most troublesome thing now is how to make Ouyang Xiaowei change her mind and throw it back into my arms."
Wu Zhi thought to himself, from your tone, it seems that people have never thrown into your arms, right?
After drinking a little more, and being a little excited, Fan Wubing began to feel a little impulsive and howled in the bottle of wine, "It's all your fault that you fall in love with me easily
Let me feel unconsciously satisfied with the vanity of being loved
It's all your fault and your favor
It's a temptation
It's your fault in your eyes
Always hide the hazy thing that makes people love and pity
It's all your fault and your infatuated dream
Like a spell
Who else can you do if you have loved?”
Fan Wubing's voice was good, and after drinking a little wine, his voice was a bit hoarse, low and decadent magnetic tone. It was most appropriate to interpret the song "The Moon's Trouble". Therefore, he sang a few words. The originally noisy scene in the bar suddenly calmed down. Everyone turned their heads and listened to Fan Wubing venting alone here.
"Oh--" After singing, Fan Wubing shook his head and glanced at the bottle of wine in his arms. There seemed to be too much wine in it, so he shouted at the bar, "Waiter, come another bottle! This time I will change the Red Star Erguotou, it will be 55 degrees!"
Wu Zhi was shocked and stopped Fan Wubing and persuaded him, "Fan Sang, you can't drink it anymore! This Chinese said it well. Alcohol is a poison that penetrates the intestines, and color is a steel knife! You can get alcohol poisoning when drinking like this! Since you are so unhappy, it's better to find an mm to talk about life, ideals, and sit down and talk about things!"
"Rare--" Fan Wubing pushed Wu Zhi's small machine away, glanced at him and said, "A beautiful young man like me who is in the wind, isn't he the object of admiration for everyone? He has to deliberately look for heart-to-heart talks or something?" As he said that, he stood up staggeringly, stretched out his hand and said, "Look, where, isn't mm already here--"
Wu Zhi looked along the direction of Fan Wubing's finger. Sure enough, a pretty girl walked over in lotus steps. Looking at this direction, she should be coming to Fan Wubing. I thought it was because she was really attracted by Fan Wubing?
No! If you want to have new gravity, you must be a black-bellied uncle like me who looks subtle, powerful and mature, and is even more tempting! How could a little furry child like him have such a strong attraction? This is absolutely impossible!
But after thinking about it, the girl really walked over to Fan Wubing and greeted him simply, "Hello, sir! What song did you sing just now? Why have I never heard it?"
Uh, it turns out that I am interested in Ge'er! Wu Zhi's little kid suddenly felt psychological balance. I said I can't be less attractive than Fan Wubing, a little kid!
"But I don't know you! I want to tell you for Mao?" Fan Wubing said, looking at the girl with drunken eyes.
The girl looked good and was quite confident. She never thought that there was someone among the opposite sexes of her peers who could resist her charm. She didn't expect that Fan Wubing would put herself aside in one go, and she suddenly felt a little depressed. Has her skin not been well maintained recently, or was her hairstyle a little messy? Or was the lip gloss color not matched?
Thinking of this, the girl quickly took out the makeup mirror inside the bag, looked at herself carefully, and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Then she calmed down and said to Fan Wubing with a smile, "Hello, can you ask your name?" Then she took out a business card and handed it to Fan Wubing, "I am a scout from the New Silk Road Entertainment Company, and I specialize in discovering music talents in various places. I just heard the songs you sang casually, and felt very potential, so I hope to learn more about it. Are you willing to cooperate?"
Entertainment Company? Fan Wubing glanced at the girl, then glanced at her business card. Sure enough, he was an administrative assistant of the New Silk Road Entertainment Company, named Xia Xue. He suddenly remembered that he had seen his family before he was reborn, so he asked casually, "Is your father's name Xia Donghai?"
"How do you know?!" Xia Xue was obviously frightened by Fan Wubing. She had never seen the person in front of her. How could the other party know that her father was named Xia Donghai just by relying on a business card?
"What's so strange about this-" Fan Wubing immediately muttered boredly, "You should have a younger brother named Xia Yu."
"Oh my God--" After hearing Fan Wubing's words, Xia Xue turned her head and ran away like a ghost, and tripped several chairs on the road.
After Wu Zhixiaoji saw this wonderful situation, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, "Fan Sang, you seem to scare her!"
"I think it shouldn't be so?" Fan Wubing was also a little confused, scratched his head, and said with some uncertainty.
But she ran so fast, was she so forth? It was incredible!
But a few minutes later, the two of them knew why Xia Xue ran so fast. She was back, not alone, and there was a middle-aged man and a little furry child behind her.
"Oh my God!" Fan Wubing looked at the middle-aged man and was speechless immediately. That man looked like Xia Donghai!
Could it be that the father who has children in the family actually has a real-life prototype?
"I'm sorry, the little girl was disturbed just now. I am Xia Donghai, the producer of New Silk Road Entertainment Company. After hearing what the little girl said just now, I came here to say hello to you. By the way, Is it willing to develop into the entertainment industry? Is the song you just sang, original? Can you copy it for me?" Xia Donghai is the kind of person who is diligent. As soon as he caught Fan Wubing, he kept asking.
"Oh--" Fan Wubing's drunkenness woke up after being fussed by Xia Donghai's women. He rubbed his temples that were a little painful and said helplessly, "What's the point in the entertainment industry? Besides the more beautiful and handsome guys, what else can I do?"
Seeing Fan Wubing slandering the entertainment industry like this, Xia Donghai immediately retorted a little unhappy, "You can't say that! Although the entertainment industry is a bit messy, it is not as good as you said! The domestic original song industry is now in the rising period, and there are many good songwriters, even with personality. There are many singers under our New Silk Road. We are currently talking about cooperation with CCTV. Maybe our singers will sing for everyone in the Spring Festival Gala next year! There are many benefits to joining us now!"
"Spring Festival Gala?" Fan Wubing suddenly laughed, "Hahaha! It seems that it's really been several years since I watched the Spring Festival Gala! Alas, I don't know how many people who were familiar with CCTV used to be now?"
As the mastermind behind the previous three sessions of the Spring Festival Gala, Fan Wubing’s relationship with CCTV is not comparable to these later entertainment companies? Not to mention his position in the hearts of directors and actors at that time, even the hundreds of singers supported at that time would have to call out Teacher Fan respectfully when he saw him, let alone how far-reaching his investment in CCTV’s advertising has been invested in CCTV for many years!
Chapter completed!