"God Mang, when will you release your new album? I've listened to every song of Reptiles more than a hundred times, and I'm just waiting to buy the new album!"

"When there is inspiration, it will come out naturally."

"God Mang, are you in a good mood today? I've never seen you laugh like this at any previous event."

"yes?"

There was a strange look in the young man's eyes.

After the signing ceremony was over, Shen Mang took a look at the assistant beside him when he got into the nanny car.

"What are you staring at me for?"

The assistant is called Tian Wei, with a beaming baby face, but his body is full of tendons. He occasionally works part-time as a bodyguard. Tian Wei has been by his side since Shen Mang first joined the company.

"Brother Shen, have you made any progress with President Qin?" Tian Wei was gossiping.

"Why do you say that?"

Tian Wei glanced out the window, "Aren't we going to President Qin's company now? Do you want to surprise him secretly?"

Qin Yu has been his friend for many years, and naturally the people around him also know him.

"He and I are just ordinary friends. As for going to the CBD, it's not to see him."

Tian Wei snorted, a little disappointed but also aroused curiosity.

In the past six months, Shen Mang had a world-weary face that lacked interest most of the time. This was the first time he saw him show interest in something.

"Brother Shen, then who are you going to see?"

"Meet my fans."

"Isn't the signing ceremony over? There is no other schedule today..."

Before Tian Wei finished speaking, Shen Mang suddenly called to stop.

Shen Mang didn't know what to see, he put one hand on the edge of the car window, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Tian Wei scratched his hair inexplicably, and followed Shen Mang's line of sight to look out the window.

Through the lush camphor trees, he first saw the towering skyscrapers with the Qin's trademark hanging in the sky, and then he saw a man wearing a light-colored shirt and a black frame standing beside the trash can next to the green belt. Young man in glasses.

The man turned his back to them, held a cardboard box in his hand, his head bowed, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Brother Shen, why did you stop here?" Tian Wei was puzzled.

Shen Mang didn't speak, but lowered the car window and looked at the figure holding the cardboard box under the camphor tree with interest.

"This is my fan."

This person looks like an ordinary office worker. Shen Mang has many fans, and there are even popular idols and actors. His brother doesn't even give those people a glance, how can he suddenly pay attention to this Ping Ping What about the odd man?

Tian Wei was full of doubts, but Shen Mang obviously didn't want to say a word to him. He had to stretch his neck hard, trying to see what the man looked like.

If remember correctly, this person seems to be a small employee of Qin's branch. He is standing here in a state of despair. Did he offend Qin Yu and get fired?

Shen Mang asked the driver to drive closer. He sat by the window and watched the man dump the contents of the cardboard box into the trash can. Then, he saw the man covering his face with his hands, shrugging his shoulders, and making a low whimper from his mouth. Voice.

Cried?

Shen Mang's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of strangeness. He remembered last night, when he leaned over to unbutton the man's handcuffs, the other person's red eyes were reddish. And later, when the man couldn't stand it, a drop of tears rolled out of the black pupil.

Is he crying like last night?

Some harsh destruction desire to boil on his chest, the tip of his tongue was gently jaw, the young man sat straight, his eyes brought some expectations, and turned to the man's side face.

At this time, the man threw the things in his hand, lifted his head, and twitched his shoulders even more.

"Finally, I do n’t need 996, and there is a compensation of N plus one, it is so cool! God help me too! Hahahahaha!"

Watching the figure that danced in front of the trash bin and was excited,

Shen Mang: ....

Chapter 4

Yu Xian cleared everything and walked back to the bus station easily.

When he waited for the bus, he suddenly thought of something and glanced back.

There is no pedestrian except for the occasional vehicle passing by the bustling road.

It seemed like someone stared at him. Is it his illusion?

Forget it, no matter so much, it is the most important thing to go home now.

Without the pressure of 996, Yu Xian's consciousness kept sleeping until the afternoon. The company's personnel efficiency is quite high, and the compensation in the afternoon has arrived, 60,000 yuan, which is exactly his salary for half a year.

Yu Xian didn't rush to find the next job. He is a person who has no desire. He is more casual to eat and wear. These 60,000 yuan is enough for him to take care of him for half a year.

Now you have to change the place where you live. He was looking for a new house on the Internet, and began to organize various Shen Mang albums and surroundings at home, and planned to hang it on the idle fish.

The original owner often chased offline activities, and most of the salary was smashed on the star chasing. The shot was generous. Over time, it was mixed with the big fans in the superior talk, and there were 50,000 or 60,000 fans on Weibo.

Yu Xian didn't chase the stars much. He didn't know that the idle fish was bound to Weibo account. He just hung up the album signed by Shen Mang, and dynamically synchronized to Weibo.

"Sister, have you stolen your account?"

"??? Help, is the fish from getting rid of powder? Don't."

"Black chicken catfish, take off the powder and take off the powder.

Yu Xian didn't know that the hot search had begun to ferment, and now he was returning Shen Mang's fans on his idle fish.

When will the blind god come out of the new college: dear, I am a student party, can this signature poster be cheaper?

Fish eating mango: Yes. I will give you 70 % off.

When will the blind god come out of the new college: Thank you so much, wait for me to save enough pocket money to buy the album.

Yu Xian had just replied, and the news rang again. He thought he was a fan who came to discuss prices again. He didn't expect to open a look at it.