Translator: Polarbearadise
Editor: Mosstree
In the evening, Ji Tao came to Han Dong’s dormitory again.
“I think Chief Wang is planning to send you to Feng Muzhi’s management company.”
Han Dong slightly frowned, “Feng Muzhi?”
“She is Feng Jun’s cousin, the most famous manager in the circle. Many of the current managers in our company were all trained by her, and I am one of them. She and chairman Wang have been friends for many years, and any movie that Chief Wang invested in will definitely give her artists a certain chance to appear in it, therefore signing with her is also a good choice."
It sounded really good, not only would it get rid of the worries of meeting Wang Zhongding day and night, but also could continue to walk this road, feeling the first result of what a blind man said: Approaching perfection…But why couldn't Han Dong get excited at all?
“What’s the matter?" Asked Ji Tao.
Han Dong hugged Ji Tao’s shoulder, the corners of his mouth drew back, "Isn't it because I'm not willing to part with you!”
“Save it, it has nothing to do with me.”
It’s true that it had nothing to do with Ji Tao, but what it did have to do with, Han Dong didn't know exactly, looking all around, there didn't seem to be anything that would make him reluctant to leave……
Ji Tao inadvertently mentioned Feng Muzhi’s personal experience, “In fact, she started out as a star, then later became a manager, she is also a beauty."
Hearing the word beauty, Han Dong’s eyes finally lit up, “Do you have a picture of her?”
“I don’t have it, but I can search for it online.”
Han Dong couldn’t wait, “Hurry up.”
Ji Tao searched for a moment and chose a recent photo of an event to show Han Dong. “That's her.”
Han Dong was instantly healed, not bad, not bad.
“When am I going to report to her company?” Asked full of joy and excitement.
Ji Tao's complexion turned cold, “You changed your mind that quick?"
Han Dong smiled with a look of a hypocritical show of affection: “Aren't I afraid of implicating you? Feng Jun spent so many words to persuade that surnamed Wang to let you stay."
Ji Tao thought about it for a moment and said, “Chief Wang will come to talk to you the day after tomorrow at the latest.”
Han Dong rubbed his hands together, his face was full of anticipation.
The next morning, Han Dong woke up feeling perplexed.
You're leaving tomorrow, do you still want to make Wang Zhongding feel disgusted today?
Actually, Han Dong’s heart couldn't quite bear it, because since he entered the company, Wang Zhongding hadn't been satisfied. It’s a bit unreasonable to make a scene before leaving. But this was the last chance. Wasn't it a pity to waste it? What if Wang Zhongding still retained a bit of feeling for himself, what would he do if he changed his mind at the last moment?
After repeatedly weighing the matter, Han Dong still decided to be a villain to the end, completely cut off this lingering affection!
At noon, Han Dong once again entered the elevator with a body covered in the stinky smell. This time he played it big, Chinese toon stinky tofu mixed with durian, the whole human as a dung beetle, struggling arduously in the elevator that's just like a toilet………
As a result, after finished eating, only then did he realized that Wang Zhongding didn't carry anything, his hands were empty.
The elevator didn't stop and went straight to the office floor, Han Dong helplessly watched Wang Zhongding walk out.
Then the elevator descended and Han Dong returned to the cafeteria floor.
“You mean Chief Wang? He walked around, and when he couldn't find anything he wanted to eat, he then immediately left.” Said the waiter.
Han Dong's heartfelt inexplicable amiss, and scolded himself for himself to hear: this guy was too deep! If you had no appetite why didn't you say it earlier, you made me eat so many smelly things for nothing, fuck!
In the afternoon, Han Dong continued his work as a great detective, wandering around the company’s hidden nook and cranny to observe if Wang Zhongding had eaten anything. Who knows whether he wanted to prove that his efforts at noon were not in vain or something else……
In the evening, Han Dong accompanied Ji Tao to have a meal, it was already almost 10 o ‘clock when he came back. He walked by the office building, the light in Wang Zhongding's office were still on, it seemed that he wanted to stay up late again……
“Why did you stop?”Ji Tao asked Han Dong.
Han Dong in an instant changed the expression on his face, excitedly blew a whistle, “Tomorrow I will be seeing a big beauty!”
“All right, let’s go, we still have to pack up when we get back.”
A little past one o'clock in the morning, Wang Zhongding gazed at the cooperation agreement that Feng Muzhi had faxed and slowly began to put his pen to the paper.
Suddenly, there was another familiar rustle in the corridor.
Wang Zhongding looked at the refrigerator reflexively, then he thought, 'no, Han Dong doesn’t live in this building anymore, even if he sleepwalks to steal food, he wouldn't go around such a long way!'
As a result, the sound of the opening door still resounded.
Immediately after that, an arm stretch in, secretly left behind something, didn't even showed their face, then snuck out like a thief.
Wang Zhongding went over and saw a small food container lying on the ground……