Uncle, You're So Strong
After the company laid off employees.
Although everyone was busy and worked a little harder, they were also motivated to work. After all, their wages had increased.
"Master, Master!"
"How many times have I told you not to call me master!”
To be honest.
Zhang Fan was indeed a plagiarist…
Why would he invest some money in charity? It was just that he might feel better in his heart.
However, Zhang Fan's face still reddened when Mao Mao called him teacher.
Actually…
In the other world, Zhang Fan was Mao Mao's fan.
Everyone had their own favorite celebrities or actors or actresses before they transmigrated. Mao Mao was one of them. Since Zhang Fan had already met them, he naturally wanted to make things easier for himself.
"No, Master, I've always thought of you as my master. How do you think I should perform in variety shows?”
"Can you give me some suggestions?"
In Boss Yang's office, Mao Mao kept asking.
" Did any of your family members pass away?" Zhang Fan asked.”
"What? No!"
"No, I'm talking about when you were young! For example, three years old…"
"I was only three years old at that time. How could I remember?”
Zhang Fan thought about it for a moment." Alright then. Just remember this. Your traffic, topics, and fans all need to act pitiful. Don't feel ashamed! You have to remember, you have to be very miserable, very miserable, so miserable that you can't even look at it, only then can you become famous!”
"Master, this…isn't good, right?”
"What's not good about it? To pursue your dreams, you have to eat first! You don't have to care about that. Let's get popular first…Don't care about the rest. As long as it's popular, whatever you say is right! If you're not popular, you can't say anything. In addition, the company has done charity in your name. When the time comes, we'll help you.”
Zhang Fan replied.
Mao Mao was dumbfounded and said,"Um, Master, I haven't brought any economic benefits to the company yet. I don't feel good about you guys throwing money like this…"
Zhang Fan pointed at Mao Mao as he looked at Mr. Yang, who had been standing by the side without saying anything.""Look, look! This child is so good. Look at those ingrates you found, which one of them didn't run away when they were angry! Show him the thing!"
Boss Yang smiled, turned the computer around, and said,""At present, there are already hundreds of customers who want to work with you. Moreover, all kinds of theme songs for television dramas and anime are looking for you…You know, the company's reviews have been very good recently. To be honest, Zhang Fan was the one who didn't want me to give you such a high contract. Don't blame me for being heartless.”
"You should know why I did that, right?”
Zhang Fan asked.
Mao Mao's face revealed a blissful smile. He bowed very seriously and said,"I understand! Thank you, Master. Thank you, Boss. I'll definitely work hard. As long as you let me make music, it doesn't matter how much money I earn."
With that, he left.
" Um, can I not go?" Zhang Fan asked as he sat down at the table.”
"No, you have to go tonight. You have to be by my side. You're a guest.”
"I don't want to be popular. I was already high-profile enough when I was filming and writing songs.”
"You say that as if you can become famous!”
Boss Yang smiled.
Humph!
I'm not popular?
Should I tell you that I'll be popular once Detective Chinatown is released?
* Cough cough *
" What do you mean?" Zhang Fan coughed lightly. Am I going to pretend to be mute? I'm just an amateur…"
"You have to act like you're on a show! I'll get the team to come over and put on makeup for you. No matter what, you have to dress up. Your clothes are going to stink!”
"You're wrong. I'll buy three sets of the same clothes!”
Zhang Fan replied.
This was how he bought clothes. Zhang Fan couldn't learn from other men, who had a mountain of clothes in quantity and variety.
As Zhang Fan spoke, his team arrived. Without any hesitation, they immediately began removing Zhang Fan's clothes in his office.
"Let me tell you, you shameless women, you can't have me!”
Zhang Fan was wearing shorts and had his arms crossed over his chest as if he had been wronged!
Hahaha!
The girls laughed along.
As a result, Zhang Fan's clothes were torn to shreds.
His muscles and abs were all exposed…
Zhang Fan had fully demonstrated what it meant to be physically strong even though his weight hadn't changed.
Just like a bear.
"Do you…usually bow your back on purpose to let others think that you have meat on your stomach?”
Boss Yang swallowed his saliva and asked.
" Boss, there's no point in chatting like this!" Zhang Fan said. I work out for my health, not to flirt with girls. I'm not some pervert, right?”
Don't say it!
Zhang Fan really was quite skilled.
The staff started to clean Zhang Fan's face, only to discover that he had put on makeup.
"He seems to be wearing makeup."
The staff member turned around and said.
Boss Yang clasped his hands and said,"No, no!" Wash it off, fix my hair, and make it look good! I'd like to see how you can find a beautiful wife when you keep saying that your ex-wife is beautiful.”
A group of people attacked!
Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't hold on any longer. Everyone had yet to put on any makeup, so they tied up Zhang Fan's hair. When they saw his face, some of the girls were quite surprised.
Other than her slightly bloated figure, her foundation was still very good!
So…so handsome!
He was really handsome!
Zhang Fan reached out and pulled his hair back.""Don't put on makeup. I know how to put on makeup. Give me your clothes. I'll choose a suit myself.”
Everyone opened their suitcases, and Zhang Fan chose one.
"Aren't you going out? I'm taking off my pants."
Zhang Fan speechlessly glanced at everyone.
How could the women want to go out? From a decadent uncle to a handsome prince charming, everyone wanted to see such a change.
Zhang Fan didn't mind.
His pants were pulled down.
" SpongeBob SquarePants, hahahaha…"
A girl pointed at Zhang Fan's shorts!
F * ck!
He knew it would be like this.
Zhang Fan changed into tight-fitting clothes and straightened his back. He then grabbed some hair gel and scratched his hair a few times. He then adjusted his hair back a little, took out a pair of scissors, and casually trimmed his beard.
A huge body of 1.8 meters appeared in the office.
Boss Yang coughed and said,""Stop showing off…"
Zhang Fan heaved a sigh of relief. He bent over and said,""Boss understands me…"
"You'd better stand upright! The way you bent your waist was too ugly. I won't allow you to do that. You're now the main person in charge of our company. You have to pay attention to your image!”
Boss Yang said very seriously.
So be it!
He stood up straight and sat on the sofa."I'll be very annoyed if you do this! Gossip, news, and all sorts of things will come to me. I just want to dawdle and clock in for work!”
"You don't want to be a celebrity?"
"Boss, to me, celebrity is a negative term. I can be an actor, but not a celebrity!”
Zhang Fan said seriously.
Do as you please.
Boss Yang felt that Zhang Fan was completely hopeless.
Meanwhile, Zhang Zifeng saw Zhang Fan as soon as he entered the room. He immediately unbuttoned Zhang Fan's suit without hesitation.
"Uncle, are you serious? Are the muscles on your body fake?”
"Get lost. I'm going on the show. Don't wrinkle your clothes. I can't afford to pay for it.”
Zhang Fan replied.
Stingy, day by day.
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