Super Rich: What to do if the landlord always works part-time?

Chapter 159 Guest Rong Huaying

the next morning

Yue Jun still woke up at the familiar time of 6 o'clock.

Fu Fei was still sleeping soundly beside me. I drank with Brother Zhuang until midnight last night.

"Fu Fei, wake up." Yue Jun patted Fu Fei gently.

"Baby, sleep for a while, sleep for a while." Fu Fei grabbed Yue Jun's hand and held him in his arms, leaning his head on Yue Jun's shoulder with satisfaction.

Yue Jun saw that Fu Fei was probably unable to get up, so he carefully moved his head to the side and got up from the bed.

As soon as Yue Jun went downstairs, he saw Wen Su sitting cross-legged on the sofa and typing frantically.

Yue Jun was about to say hello when Wen Su, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly stopped typing on the keyboard, sat up straight, waved his hands, and said in a deep voice, "This world belongs to me, and you belong to me too, hahahaha."

Yue Jun was confused by his sudden words.

The audience who finally got up early in the morning and squeezed into the live broadcast room were also confused (′?_?｀)

This is a love live broadcast room, right? Not a middle school live broadcast room?

"Calm down, calm down. These are all routine operations. Teacher Wen always reads a story after he finishes writing it."

"As an old fan of novels who has been reading for many years, I can't help but read out any domineering words I come across. I understand, I understand."

"I didn't understand it before, but since I watched Mr. Wen's works, I went from questioning him to understanding him, and finally becoming him [laughing and crying]"

"So I understand."

"Do I understand? I don't know, but his shout woke me up anyway."

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Wen Su was talking excitedly and didn't notice that Yue Jun was right behind him.

Yue Jun knew that Wen Su was an online writer, so he didn't choose to step forward and interrupt his thoughts.

Lan Yuan had to practice yoga at a fixed time in the morning, so she went downstairs. As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Yue Jun standing at the stairs and walked over curiously.

Just stood still.

Wen Su, who was originally sitting on the sofa, stood on it directly, pointed his finger in front of him menacingly and said, "Drag this traitor away and behead him."

Lan Yuan was startled and took a step back. She was quite familiar with Wen Su and had played the leading female role in a costume drama adapted from one of Wen Su's novels.

Yue Jun also took a step back because he was holding Lan Yuan to prevent her from falling.

The movements of the two finally attracted Wen Su's attention on the sofa.

Wen Su turned around and saw two people staring at him at the stairs.

It’s over, it’s over. My childish look has been seen by others. Oh, I didn’t cover myself with a blanket. Oh, I’m not at home. There is no blanket here. Fortunately, otherwise my reputation would be ruined.

Wen Su touched his shoulders and found that there was no blanket. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got off the sofa.

"Good morning, good morning." Wen Su was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Good morning, Mr. Wen." After stabilizing Lan Yuan, Yue Jun also greeted him with a smile.

Wen Su's nervous mood was relieved when he heard Yue Jun's gentle voice. "I'm so sorry. I can't help but read it out loud every time I read a novel."

"Could you please, Mr. Yue and Sister Lan, just pretend you didn't see anything, okay? Please, please." Wen Su couldn't bear it anymore. His image just collapsed yesterday, and today he suffered another big blow.

"okok" Lan Yuan thought it was a big deal. Such a small thing would certainly be no problem.

Yue Jun didn't say anything, but looked at Wen Su with confusion.

"Thank you, Sister Lan. What about Mr. Yue?" Wen Su blinked his big eyes and looked at Yue Jun pleadingly. His whole body was saying, "Are you really not going to agree to me? Are you really not going to agree to me?"

"It's not that I don't agree to you, it's just that we're broadcasting live now, the cameras have recorded it, and it's showing in the live broadcast room." Yue Jun pointed to the camera not far from the sofa and the camera directly above the TV opposite the sofa.

Wen Su's expression finally cracked, and he turned his stiff neck to look at the two cameras. "It's useless!"

Wen Su stopped pretending and fell backwards on the sofa, hugging the pillow and crying silently. Yunxiao, now it's good, everyone on the Internet knows that your wife is a big fool.

In the live broadcast room.

"Hahahahahahahaha, President Yue's honest words directly broke our teacher Wen's defense."

"Teacher Wen: I hope that in front of my readers, I will always be a rational and wise person, instead of the fool I am now."

"Teacher Wen, why are you so cute? I want to rub you like crazy."

"Mr. Yue: It's not that I don't want to help you, but the reality doesn't allow it. I can't just shut up those millions of netizens."

"As one of the tens of millions of netizens, I can't stop talking about this. I've prepared screenshots and screen recordings. Tomorrow I'll send our lovely teacher Wen to the hot search list (￣y▽￣)~*covering my mouth and laughing secretly"

"Brother upstairs, it is a blessing for Teacher Wen to have a reader like you."

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At about 8 o'clock in the morning, everyone got up and went downstairs.

Ah You also appeared in the living room mysteriously, looking at everyone with a smile, "Is everyone awake? Then let's welcome our guest, Mr. Rong Huaying, with warm applause!"

When Yue Jun heard the name, he couldn't help but look at Fu Fei.

The other guests had also seen what happened online before, so they were not particularly unfamiliar with this name. They tacitly did not say anything, but quietly glanced at Yue Rong and Zhao Qing.

Yue Jun also observed and found that the two seemed to have known some news in advance, so the changes in their expressions were not particularly obvious.

I have to say that this program team is still good at seizing the hot spots of traffic. It’s a large-scale Shura field.

Lan Yuan quietly took out his cell phone, created a group with himself, Yue Jun and Wen Su, then reached out and patted the two people next to him.

Yue Jun turned his head curiously and met Wen Su's gaze.

Just when both of them were wondering, the phone suddenly vibrated.

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Lan Yuan: What does the production team mean? They want to start a fight, right?

Wensu: It should be for traffic.

Yue Jun: I don’t know, I can only wait and see the situation.

Rong Huaying walked in from the door, her eyes fixed on the two people sitting on the sofa.

Yue Jun could clearly feel that this person was different. In the past, when he saw Rong Huaying, whether in real life or in photos, he always looked full of pride.

"Hello everyone, my name is Rong Huaying, and I'm very happy to participate in this program." Rong Huaying said with a smile on her face.

"Welcome Mr. Rong. Since our activity in the afternoon is an outdoor activity, we only need to play two simple games in the morning." Ah You could hardly keep the smile on her lips. This director always wanted to make trouble. She would not come next time no matter how much money he offered.

"I am the best at playing games!" Wensu is willing to play anything as long as it does not involve strenuous exercise. As a person who sits in front of the computer all year round, the degradation of various motor indicators of the body is indeed quite serious.

"Teacher Wen, I'm counting on you. Let's start our first game. I have something that you don't. There is a total of one round and each person has five chances. Please note that since the outing venues in the afternoon are different, the group or two groups that win the competition in the morning will have priority in choosing the date venue in the afternoon." Ayou took out a few photos with a smile, and each photo corresponded to a different location in the afternoon.

There are mountain climbing, glass plank road, and amusement park, with two tickets for the amusement park and mountain climbing.

When Yue Jun saw the glass plank road, he couldn't help but clench his fingers.

Fu Fei felt Yue Jun's movements and whispered to his wife, "Don't worry, we will definitely win. We won't choose mountain climbing or the glass plank road."

Yue Jun nodded seriously.