In the not-so-hot afternoon sun, Yang Mu and Zhao Yongqi walked side by side slowly towards the main set-up area of ​​the main studio. However, at this moment, Brother Xiao Qi's eyes fell on the beautiful face around him from time to time.

"Xiaofan is my uncle's son, but my uncle and his wife passed away when Xiaofan was very young. Since then, he has been raised by my parents." Yang Mu's voice was a little powerless, and his beautiful eyes shining brightly on weekdays also seemed a little dull. "Although he has never lacked food and clothing since he was a child, my parents are busy with work, and I went out to act very early, and no one at home taught him the rules. Last year, he graduated from high school and did not get into college, so he stayed at home and mingled with those messy people. I think he can't continue like this. Although he is still a few months away from being eighteen, he still brought him with him after the New Year, thinking that he can learn something or find an industry he likes to do. But..."

Zhao Yongqi's starry eyes lit up and said with a smile: "As a result, that boy is disobedient and asks you for trouble all day long. If you want to teach him a lesson, he will touch you, right?"

Yang Mu's gaze looked even dimmer a little. He sighed softly and said with a soft sigh, "Xiao Hu told me that not only did this child not do the small things he gave him, but his hands and feet were not clean. There have been two missing questions in the crew these two days. If he really took them, no matter what, he would have to pay them."

"Hey, you sister really don't understand the hearts of boys." Zhao Yongqi shook his head slightly, raised his hand and patted Yang Mu's shoulders. When she raised her charming face and looked at her, she suddenly wrapped her arms in front of her chest and said with a smile: "Sister Mu Mu, it's not the Queen of Mu Mu that I know now. The queen should have the queen. It's not okay to be so depressed. It's like this when she looks at me..."

Seeing Zhao Yongqi posing in a star-watching style and looking at him with his nostrils, Yang Mu couldn't help but laughed out loud, waved his pink fist and gently hit his chest: "How could I look at people like this! You guy, really!"

"That's right!" Zhao Yongqi didn't care about the strength of the pink fist. He smiled and leaned closer, blinked his eyes and said, "Look, our big mumu smiled so beautifully, and he was completely self-deprecating."

Perhaps because the handsome face in front of him was too close, Yang Mu's pretty face turned slightly red, and he turned his gaze away like a concealment, and said stammeringly: "You, you will talk nonsense too. If Xiaofan doesn't care, what will happen in the future if something happens?"

"Simple!" Zhao Yongqi patted his chest with a big bag. When Yang Mu turned his head in confusion, he said with a warm smile: "Leave him to me! Be an assistant and ask me to deal with him. But, let me agree first, even if I call him into the hospital, you are not allowed to speak!"

...

The next morning, Zhao Yongqi was in the lounge before the official recording began, and as usual, he teased the beautiful girls in front of him and drank the coffee made by the buns for him. When he was having a good time, the curtain was lifted up.

Yang Fan, who was chaotic with yellow hair, colorful earrings on his ears, was wearing a leather jacket, and was not in a straight shape when he walked. Yang Fan, who rushed in casually, shouted at the top of his voice as soon as he entered the door: "Where is Zhao Yongqi?"

This voice kept frowning the girls' brows. Even Xu Wenwei, who was smiling at the young man playing and making fun, frowned, and stared at Yang Fan who suddenly appeared in dissatisfaction.

Xingmu glanced at him. Zhao Yongqi saw Yang Mu, who was following Yang Fan, with a somewhat ugly expression, and said nothing, and didn't even look at the boy. He took a sip of coffee steadily and placed the cup next to him.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Yang Fan's eyes turned and fell on Zhao Yongqi. He strode closer, raised his finger and said arrogantly: "You are Zhao Yongqi, right? Are you going to invite me as an assistant?"

"Zhao Yongqi?" A cold light flashed in the star's eyes, and Zhao Yongqi, who seemed to be equipped with a spring, flew up and grabbed the arm pointing at him. He turned his body slightly, then held Yang Fan's arm behind him, and instantly crushed him to the ground.

"Ahhhh!"

When the severe pain came, Yang Fan, who was completely unprepared, screamed until he knelt on one knee and was easily grabbed by someone, causing the girls watching around to cover their mouths and stared at them, for fear that they would scream.

Zhao Yongqi looked back and took a step forward, as if he wanted to stop his poplar wood. Just a look made the beautiful little woman bit her red lips and retreat silently.

Turning back, bent down slightly, looking at Yang Fan, who was tilting his head and glaring at him, Zhao Yongqi tugged his lips and showed a hint of sneer: "Who are you looking for?"

"What do you want to do? Ah!" As soon as he replied angrily, he felt that his arm was stronger and he was almost about to break his arm. Yang Fan couldn't help but scream in pain again.

"I'm asking you, are you looking for Zhao Yongqi or Brother Xiaoqi?" Zhao Yongqi, who had a more cold expression, slowly exerted his palms, as if he was deliberately torturing his boy.

"I...ah...I, I'll look for Brother Xiao Qi, Brother Xiao Qi!" Yang Fan, who was so painful, was full of cold sweat from the pain in his head. Finally, when he couldn't bear it, he obediently called out Brother Xiao Qi's name.

After throwing Yang Fan's arm away, Zhao Yongqi squatted down, raised his hand and patted his cheek gently, and said with an inexplicable smile: "Remember, from today on, I am your boss. If I dare not be big or small, I don't mind breaking a hand. Don't think I dare not. Break one of your hand, which is just a slight injury. I will stay in the bureau for a few days and then come out. Do you want to try it?"

"I...I..." Although I wanted to say a few tough words, when I saw the cold expression in the eyes of the starry eyes, Yang Fan subconsciously knew that if he had to hold on at this moment, the one who was unlucky in the end would have to be himself. He could only cover his arms and said reluctantly: "Isn't it okay if I don't work for you? Do you still want to force me?"

"Forcing?" Zhao Yongqi sneered, stood up straight, and said coldly from a high position: "Brother Xiao Qi needs to force it? Haha... Suzy, bring me that IOU."

Park Soo-ji, who had been waiting for this, immediately found a piece of paper that hit the transparent file bag from his small bag and handed it directly to Zhao Yongqi: "Oba, I'll give it to you, this is the one."

He looked down and looked at him casually. Zhao Yongqi squatted again, waved the thing in his hand to Yang Fan who had fallen to the ground, and said coldly: "Show me carefully. This is the IOU written by your sister. She owes me 168 million!"
Chapter completed!