After hearing this, Rong Junxian also felt a sigh of relief: Bai Weiming is not good to me?

If he thought carefully, he felt that this statement was indeed untenable. If he only put Bai Weiming in the position of "public relations manager", he would have done nothing wrong.

But……

Rong Junxian knew that he wanted more in his heart.

This "more" requirement, let alone a serious public relations, or a male public relations in a nightclub, may not be able to fully satisfy him.

Rong Junxian didn't say anything, shook his face and went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed.

Bai Weiming got used to Rong Junxian's expression on him.

To be honest, until now, only Rong Junxian will show off his face to Bai Weiming so frequently. Bai Weiming cannot tolerate others. But when Rong Junxian is like this, Bai Weiming can only bear it.

Bai Weiming signed a death contract with Rong Junxian's agency, and Rong Junxian was considered "selled" to him, but now it seems that Bai Weiming feels that he is the one who is tied to death and does hard work.

But hard work doesn't matter.

Bai Weiming is happy.

There are few things that can make Bai Weiming happy now.

If you can meet, you can only cherish it.

Bai Weiming went up the second floor and saw that Rong Junxian had already fallen asleep. He had nothing to say. Bai Weiming originally thought that Rong Junxian was unhappy. He wanted to say a few good things, but he didn't know that Rong Junxian had just been furious and fell asleep again.

——I actually fell asleep... I really admired him...

Bai Weiming was convinced by Rong Junxian.

People really have to live as good as Rong Junxian.

Since that's the case, Bai Weiming fell asleep as well.

But in the middle of the night, Bai Weiming was suddenly awakened in a daze again. Bai Weiming was frightened. When he looked up and opened his eyes, he saw Rong Junxian's eyes looking at him, and Rong Junxian's hand was placed on his shoulder.

Even if a person with a good temper is awakened inexplicably in the middle of the night, he will inevitably be angry. Bai Weiming is slightly angry, but he can't get angry when he looks at Rong Junxian's seductive eyes. He stood up and asked softly, "What's wrong, Boss Rong?"

Rong Junxian said seriously: "I'm here to apologize to you."

"ah?"

"I don't think I should have said that today, nor should I question you." Rong Junxian only said, "I think I am wrong, so I have to apologize."

"..." Bai Weiming looked up at the clock on the wall, and saw the hour hand pointing to 2, and smiled, "It's almost two o'clock in the morning, you're calling me up just to say this?"

Rong Junxian was stunned and sighed leisurely for a while: "Oh! Yes! I'm too good at being a human being!"

Bai Weiming smiled and said, "You will also review yourself?"

"I..." Rong Junxian was stunned, but said, "I have always known that I don't know how to look at people's faces."

"That's a good thing." Bai Weiming said, "You never know how to look at people's faces, it proves that you never need to look at people's faces."

Rong Junxian shook his head again: "I am so old, I still don't know the way of the world..."

"That's good, too," Bai Weiming said, "this means you have always been treated well."

Rong Junxian smiled: "So, my shortcomings are all good?"

"Yes, you are even good at your shortcomings." Bai Weimingzhi replied beside the pillow.

Rong Junxian's face suddenly became a little hot. He turned his face and said for a while: "But I'm really not good to wake you up in the middle of the night."

"Yes." Although Bai Weiming was woken up in the middle of the night and felt suddenly, he thought about it carefully and guessed that Rong Junxian must have been unable to sleep well in the middle of the night and was uneasy, so he woke up his apology, which was even more of Rong Junxian's benefit.

In short, as Bai Weiming said in person, Rong Junxian is good in everything, and even the wrong things are good.

Rong Junxian said again, "Forget it, hurry up and go back to bed."

As he said that, Rong Junxian lay down again, but his breath was not stable, and he seemed to be unable to fall asleep.

Bai Weiming then supported his chin and said, "I won't sleep anymore. I'll go out to see the flowers and the moon while the weather is good today. What do you think?"

Rong Junxian smiled and said, "Okay."

Rong Junxian hurriedly got up and put on his coat, combed his hair a few times, and ran to the door. He saw Bai Weiming put on the coat and scarf hanging in the outer room. The two left the tea house and wandered around the garden.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and there were silence everywhere, but there were lights in the distance. Rong Junxian looked at him from afar and said, "Is there a vague singing and dancing there?"

Bai Weiming said: "Some people can always have fun all night long."

Rong Junxian nodded: "There are many such people in our circle."

Bai Weiming accompanied Rong Junxian and said, "But you are not such a person."

"Well, I'm not." Rong Junxian said again, "Sometimes I still envy those old uncles who have been supporting roles for thousands of years - they don't have to worry about not having any filming, but they don't have to be too busy. They never have to be too busy getting married and having children. If there are occasional mistakes, the media will not chase and fight. It's really as I want, it's good to act at work and live after get off work."

Bai Weiming said: "But they do not have the favorable conditions as good as you."

"Yes." Rong Junxian nodded, "It makes the salted fish thirst. This is how it is."

"Everything is like this." Bai Weiming replied.

"You are right. Lian Chunxuan... is so glorious. I caught him and nodded and bowed, and he begged others like a pug." Rong Junxian smiled, "No wonder he disliked me."

Thinking of this, Rong Junxian suddenly remembered the words of Lian Chunxuan and Bai Weiming discussing the project.

Rong Junxian asked Bai Weiming: "Is there a very important project for Lian Chunxuan to meet President Xuan yesterday?"

"It's very important for Lian Chunxuan."

"What about you?" Rong Junxian said, "It should be your benefit to help him like this, right?"

"Of course. I can't get up early without profit." Bai Weiming replied, "If you are willing to help him, it will definitely be beneficial."

Rong Junxian frowned: "Then if I messed with his situation, wouldn't it be like messing with your situation?"

"Well," Bai Weiming nodded slowly, "You want to say that..."

Rong Junxian also had a headache: "That's not, why don't I go to President Xuan to explain."

"I don't have to think about it. You're just a gossip, and you can't talk about disrupting the situation." Bai Weiming said, "I think it's Xuan Bufan who doesn't want to take Lian Chunxuan's trick. Lian Chunxuan refused to admit that he had failed, so he could only blame the weather and you."

Rong Junxian asked no more questions, and he felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and sniffed to his palm. Bai Weiming asked, "Is it cold?"

Rong Junxian replied: "Yes, my hands are a little cold."

Bai Weiming took off the scarf and gently surrounded Rong Junxian's hand. Rong Junxian's hand was cold, and he felt the temperature of Bai Weiming remaining on the scarf.

Bai Weiming was probably afraid that Rong Junxian would catch a cold, so he said, "Go back."

The two walked back to the tea room in the evening breeze. Bai Weiming always walked in the direction of the wind, and was better than blocking the cold air for Rong Junxian. Rong Junxian was still wrapped in Bai Weiming's scarf, as entangled as if he was thinking. The two returned to the tea room silently. Bai Weiming took off his coat and hung it up, and then saw the umbrella placed beside the door.

Bai Weiming just said, "Where did this umbrella come from?"

Rong Junxian glanced at the black umbrella and suddenly remembered that it was raining yesterday and President Xuan lent him.

Bai Weiming also said: "The cherry wood umbrella handle and the jacquard canvas umbrella surface are all handmade."

Rong Junxian blinked: "What does it mean?"

"It means very expensive."

Since I borrowed such a valuable umbrella, I must pay it back. President Xuan is also a distinguished guest living in the villa. It is easy for Rong Junxian to pay it back, so I can just ask the waiter for it. However, Rong Junxian is the most ignorant and doesn't feel at ease with this matter at all.

Rong Junxian blinked again: "Oh my God. I don't know. This was lent to me by President Xuan. I want to go and return it myself."

"I'll pay it back for you." Bai Weiming said.

Rong Junxian said, "Why are you rushing to return it? Are you worried about seeing President Xuan for Lian Chunxuan's affairs? You have no excuses?"

Bai Weiming said nothing, but thought to himself: Xuan Bufan deliberately borrowed such a precious umbrella for you, which means he wanted to see you for the second time, and he was worried that he had no excuses.
Chapter completed!