"Don't talk nonsense, my boss."

Jiang has never seen this little boy before, but the position next to him is a trainee of the new group downstairs in the company, and he should also be a new artist of the company.

The long eyebrows are not ugly, but this kind of dress is not very suitable for his temperament.

Might be on stage for a while.

After all, the investor behind this grand ceremony is the long-term behind-the-scenes boss, and it makes sense for the artist of his own company to show a scene on this occasion.

But when he saw a nondescript rose on the boy's collarbone, his whole body was cracked.

How can such a young child have such a dirty aesthetic?

Jiang didn't hold back, and pointed his finger: "This...you made it yourself?"

"Yes." The boy proudly ripped off the collar of his clothes, revealing the whole rose.

Then felt that the air around me was extremely low, and looked up and found nothing.

"Need a stage?"

"No, I posted it myself, doesn't it look good?"

Jiang also wanted to complain, looking at his expectant and narcissistic gaze... He shook his head decisively: "Sincerely, it's a bit rustic, and it's a bit unmainstream in the rustic, sorry, but I can't really boast."

"Nonsense." The boy pulled back his collar and leaned forward: "I'm here to pay tribute to my idol."

Jiang also looked at it suspiciously. He really wanted to say that the person who posted this thing is also worthy of being an idol?

I saw the boy came over and whispered, "Tell you who my idol is, Jiang Ye, you know."

Then he sighed, thinking of something, and patted his chest again: "I'm very lucky, not only did I join the idol's company, but the manager is also the idol's assistant."

Jiang also looked at the boy, dumbfounded.

Then a force in his waist turned him around.

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Chapter 35

Jiang also looked at the big brother who turned his head in surprise.

After looking at the front, Jiang also knew that it was about to start, and immediately sat down obediently.

Xie Chen glanced at the person who was sitting very close to the little guy in the back and closed his eyes.

This frightened the little boy.

Only then did he realize that the position of the two people in front was the central position he couldn't afford to offend.

Looking at the unfamiliar face in front of me, felt very cordial, so couldn't help but say a few words, as if had provoked his next-door boyfriend.

Hey, please send a message to Xiao Ou.

When Li Xiaoou hurried over, he followed Ji Qianxing's finger, and it was incredible.

Your benefactors and nobles are people who you would never see before!

He rubbed his fists and wanted to say thank you, but after rubbing the bag for a long time, he was still in the same place, and when he turned his eyes, he was stunned.

The man sitting next to Mr. Xie was both unfamiliar and familiar. The shadows cast by his eyebrows, eyes and even his nose were unfamiliar, but the familiarity made the corners of Xiao Ou's eyes a little wet.

He has been with Brother Ye for too long.

Even if he turns into a monkey, he can recognize it.

No matter how easy it is, unless you change your face and wear a mask, you can feel the familiarity in your bones, intuition.

He knew that this person had nothing to do with Brother Ye, who had already been buried in the ground.

so……

He looked at the cold back of President Xie's head and the position next to him.

Every year, it is rumored that mysterious bosses will show up, but they never show up.

Only my own brother consecrated himself, entertained himself and won numerous awards, which was as popular as a rocket in surprise and spit.

Today, he not only came in person, but also brought a long and distinctive man to sit next to the center.

Are you going to hold him?

There is still Brother Ye's office on the top floor, so the boss won't find someone to replace Brother Ye so soon?

But there is only one brother in the world, no matter how similar other people are, they are nothing but like gods...

Li Xiaoou was stunned.

Watching the stranger in front of him sway his arms around his head because he has been sitting for a long time.

Small eyes wrinkled hard.

This guy is from an imitation show.

He is deliberately imitating his brother!

Aware of the creepy sight behind him, Jiang also tilted his head to look, and this glance met Li Xiaoou's sight that was ready to eat people at any time like he was breathing fire.

Jiang also looked inexplicable. He was going to say hello happily, but what did this kid look like with a bloody feud?

The double eyelid stickers on Jiang Ye's eyelids were stuck in place because of the glue for too long, so that he couldn't even open his eyes because of the foreign body sensation.

His eyes were a little dull.

Seeing his eyes, Li Xiaoou gave himself a slap in his heart.

Such greasy and cloudy eyes, how can you look like a brother.

In the words of Brother Ye, this guy looks like an idiot.

Seeing him turn around, Ji Qianxing quickly smiled.

Jiang also smiled and looked at Xiao Ou again, how could the simple and happy young man be so hostile and hostile to a stranger, is it really true that all handsome guys in the world except their own artists are enemies?

It seems that this job is not very good, and it has turned the little house sparrow into a frightened bird.

Although Jiang also sighed so deeply, he was very happy to see his younger brother who took care of him for so long after he died, and who could always talk about him with sincerity after his death.

Xie Chen's corner of the light kept seeing that the little guy was smiling at this or that. He frowned and turned his head slightly. Seeing Li Xiaoou, he nodded.

Li Xiaoou received the greeting from the boss, and his brain short-circuited for a while, and handed over the tissue paper hidden under the notice book.

I regretted it instantly.

But it's too late.

Xie Chen looked at the things handed over by the assistant of the little guy, the size and paper, and reached out to take them.

The man sat slightly sideways, not losing the handsome face of a popular star, or even a face that could kill the ceiling of a male star in the entertainment industry in seconds.