Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

what object?

He has no object!

Fu Xiao couldn't understand what the old cat said, but he found that the boy's earlobe was red as if it was about to drip blood.

Behind them, there was a sudden clatter.

The two turned back.

I saw that the plastic bag in Xiao Liu's hand fell to the ground and stared at them with his mouth open.

Under the gazes of the two, Xiao Liu said quickly and palely: "I just came, I didn't see anything."

President Fu and the teenager were sitting under the shade of a tree like a couple on campus. President Fu's hand was stroking the boy's face, but he didn't see it.

But Mr. Fu really knows how to play.

Fu Xiao: "..."

He didn't intend to hide it, so he kept silent and didn't explain it.

Instead, Su Zening looked at the time and whispered, "It's time."

After such a delay at noon, it was time for him to go to class in the afternoon.

Fu Xiao knew the time of the watch better than the teenager, so he said, "Are you leaving?"

Su Zening nodded and looked at the old cat in embarrassment.

Fu Xiao clearly said to Xiao Liu, "Wait a moment to inform the driver to take the cat home."

Su Zening's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth.

Fu Xiao promised it!

And Xiao Liu, who was suddenly named, straightened his back subconsciously and said, "Yes."

He couldn't help thinking--

How could President Fu take care of such trivial matters before?

So he looked at Su Zening with an unpredictable expression. Under the sun, the young man's face was glowing brightly.

Xiao Liu's heart suddenly ran out of a villain, and he covered his chest with heartache. This is just like a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people, and his wise and talented President Fu.

oh oh oh.

The young man squatted down and patted the old cat's head without realizing it, and then said with a crooked mouth, "I'll see you in a while."

The old cat turned his head to one side awkwardly, but did not refuse Su Zening's petting.

The boy's hand somehow reminded him of the day his master brought him home, and that day the master's old hand was so gentle.

In the afternoon, Fu Xiao looked at the plan submitted by Xiao Yun in the office.

If someone told Fu Xiao before that he would personally inquire about the development of an artist, he would definitely think that person was crazy.

And now-

Fu Xiao put the planning aside and asked Secretary Zhang, "Is it done?"

Secretary Zhang pushed the golden glasses and said, "I have already made an appointment with you to meet the director of Nebula TV this afternoon, and director Wu will come over later."

His eyes were hesitant.

The head of Xingyun TV station, surnamed Wu, is an old man. He and Mr. Fu jointly established Xingchen. He is also the second largest shareholder of Xingchen. Probably because he is alone and without children, his temper is extremely stubborn and old-fashioned. Zhang stinky face.

His philosophy is always different from that of President Fu's development of Xingchen. It can be said that the two have been in constant conflict over the years, but he has been in Xingchen all his life, but he has many loyal subordinates, and he also has prestige in the board of directors, so Fu Xiao found him. Lots of trouble.

Being alive is a tough nut to crack.

I don't know why today, but Mr. Fu actually took the initiative to ask old man Wu to meet, which really surprised Secretary Zhang greatly.

In fact, there is no deep hatred between the two.

Although old man Wu is stubborn, he is one of the people who founded Xingchen after all. He is still shrewd, but there is only one exception.

That is a program called Wanqianxingchen on Nebula TV. This program is a music variety show and has a long history. It can be said that it is the memory of a generation.

The rise of the stars is in this program. This program also accumulated capital for the fledgling stars at that time, and signed a large number of outstanding singers. After that, the stars followed the Dongfeng at that time. After decades of development, they have today's scale.

As of today, this show has long lost its former vitality. It has been changed several times in the middle, but it has never improved.

But the old man Wu is still unreasonably stubborn to provide the best production team for the show, and he spends a lot of money every year.

And Fu Xiao has seen at a glance that this project is no longer saved, and naturally decided to invest resources into projects with more potential.

But Old Man Wu refused. He believed that this project had special significance to Xingchen and should not be given up anyway. In addition, there are many senior executives in Xingchen who were born in the project team of the show, and now the Xingchen family has a great business, not because of the money, so it has been stalemate.

Because of this incident, the old man accused Mr. Fu of being ruthless and merciless in front of the board of directors.

But now Mr. Fu has taken the initiative to invite Old Man Wu to talk about "thousands of stars", and Secretary Zhang hesitated.

Where did Mr. Fu think he wanted to provoke this matter?

Seeing Secretary Zhang's face, Fu Xiao naturally understood what he was thinking. He blankly wondered why he was here to provoke this matter—

Why?

Isn't it because of his cat?

"Thousands of Stars" as a veteran project of Xingchen, although not in line with the grand occasion of the year, but the foundation is still there, and because of its special status among Xingchen, it has always had the best behind-the-scenes team in Xingchen.

Decades of heritage are no joke.

But the decline of "thousands of stars" over the years is precisely because of these backgrounds.

Old man Wu is good in everything, but he is too nostalgic. There are too many people in the "Thousands of Stars" project team who are plugged in by virtue of their relationships. The factions in the project team are small and the factions are complex, and the intrigue is fierce. The strength of the behind-the-scenes production team is stronger. Can't stand these people desperately pulling their legs.

Fu Xiao rubbed his eyebrows.

He didn't want to worry about these things.

But it happens that this show is the most suitable for his cat.

He can only ask old man Wu to discuss the integration of the project department without giving up the trouble, and then send a competent producer to take over the re-planning. The only thing that is gratifying is that with the background of "thousands of stars", after the reorganization, his cat's participation should be good. .

Thinking of this, even if these things are tedious and annoying to do, Fu Xiao's mood is inexplicably good.

Fu Xiao didn't know that his complicated mood had a special name——

Called the joy of the old father!

The thumping sound of the cane rang outside the door.

The gray-haired old man didn't knock on the door, he just broke in with a cane. Although the old man was old, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, and his face was mean.

The assistant hurriedly stood in front of the old man, sweating profusely, and said, "Taiwan Master Wu, Secretary Zhang is still talking with President Fu inside, can you wait a moment?"

The old man snorted coldly, beat his beard on the ground with his crutches and stared, "When I was in Xingchen, that kid Fu Xiao didn't know where to play in the mud. I can't listen to what happened to Xingchen."

Said to be forced to break in.

After hearing the rumors of Old Man Wu for a long time, the assistant who was dealing with Old Man Wu for the first time couldn't stand it.

Why does he think that old man Wu is more violent than the rumors say.

Fortunately, Secretary Zhang had already come out and welcomed Old Man Wu in.

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

The colleague next to him looked at him sympathetically and said, "You're unlucky, old man Wu is in a particularly bad mood recently, and even his assistant was scolded half by him."

The assistant was surprised: "How could this be?"

The colleague sighed and said leisurely: "I heard that the assistants did not take good care of him, so the cat he had raised for many years was lost, and now the old man is blown up."

The assistant asked strangely, "A cat?"

A well-informed colleague said: "Old man Wu has no children and no daughters. He has only such a cat to accompany him for more than ten years. Some time ago, I heard that he didn't even care about the TV station. He specially accompanied the cat to see a doctor.

The assistant sighed: "Poor."

Inside the door, the poor old Wu patted the table heavily, and yelled at Fu Xiao angrily, "Don't even think about it, as long as I'm alive, your people don't want to enter my thousands of stars."

He knows Fu Xiao too well. In the shopping malls these years, Fu Xiao is notorious for being cold-blooded and ruthless. Wherever there is interest, there is Fu Xiao.

If the show is really in the hands of the people under him, I am afraid that only the name of thousands of stars will be preserved.

He will never allow others to destroy thousands of stars.

Old man Wu, who was already in a turbulent mood, walked away.

Physical training room.

Su Zening cautiously probed in, and there was already a male teacher waiting inside the door.

Su Zening looked at the time and found that he was not late. He walked in with a sigh of relief, raised a bright smile and said, "Hello."

The man turned around and looked at him. He was about thirty years old, and his appearance was just average, but his every move had a unique aura. Anyway, it made people happy to watch.

Su Zening didn't dare to make trouble for some reason. He walked in obediently and said, "Are you a teacher?"

The man nodded with a smile, looked Su Zening up and down, and was very satisfied. The boy was in good shape, but he had some bad habits, and it would be no big problem if he corrected it.

but.

His eyes gradually moved to the plastic bag under Su Zening's hand.

what is this?

When Su Zening saw the teacher put his eyes on the donut in his hand, the boy raised the donut generously and said with a bright smile, "Teacher, this is the donut I bought, do you want to eat it?"

The man's voice paused and said softly: "Donuts? Do you often eat them?"

Su Zening nodded unconsciously: "Yes, this family's donuts, ice cream, chocolate, and milk tea are delicious."

The man smiled softly and said, "Really?"

Su Zening felt a chill on his back inexplicably.

then.

In the afternoon, in the closed body training room, the screams of the teenagers like killing pigs came out.

Passing staff passed by and shook their heads. Who is this? It's too miserable.

night.

When Fu Xiao returned home, he saw the same dumb little sugar cake.

As for the old cat that was brought back in the afternoon, the housekeeper had already consulted a doctor, but it was just that he was getting older and began to fail in all aspects of his body. The doctor couldn't do anything either. The old cat didn't like crowded places, so when he arrived at Fu's house, he found a corner by himself to cuddle.

Fu Xiao didn't care about the old cat.

It was just that Little Sugar Cake seemed to be very concerned, so he asked.

However, why didn't the little sugar cake go home today?

After thinking about the boy's timetable, he understood a little, he was probably still in class.

He rarely showed mercy and said to the housekeeper, "Let's add a late-night snack to the little sugar cake today."

The housekeeper heaved a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

He said, how can the little sugar cake not eat dinner every day, it is still growing in age! Tonight he will let the kitchen prepare the live shrimp, foie gras and beef for the small sugar cake.

After instructing the housekeeper, Fu Xiao returned to the room and was about to go to the bathroom. Fu Xiao, who used to lock the bathroom door, hesitated this time and didn't lock it.

A few minutes later, exhausted, the sugar cake was drained, and dragged his tattered body back to Fu Xiao's room.

oh oh oh.

Classes are horrible.

Even so, the small sugar cake dragged on the ground and walked on the ground with a straight back and strong limbs. Very elegant.

At a glance, you can see that the effect of physical training is remarkable.

The sore little sugar cake just wanted to do one thing, that is, go to the jacuzzi in Fu Xiao's bathroom for a massage.

When Fu Xiao bathed him before, he used the jacuzzi to coax him.

Simply cool.

He needs a jacuzzi now to help.

Fu Xiao's bathroom is large and divided into two parts, the luxurious bathtub and shower are separated by transparent glass.

If you take a look at the little sugar cake, you will find that there is a shadowy figure in the shower.

But now the small sugar cake is full of massage.

As for whether Fu Xiao was taking a shower, he didn't care.

What's wrong?

It's not that they haven't washed together.

What's more, he was using a bathtub, which didn't delay Fu Xiao's shower at all!

Getting in the rain by yourself, taking a bath with your cat, what is important, doesn't Fu Xiao have any points in his heart?

The white long-haired cat skillfully turned on the switch of the bathtub, and then jumped into the bathtub. The bathtub just had a small platform on which he could be massaged by the water without the water level rising above him. overhead.

The warm water flowed through the limbs of the small sugar cake, and the small water flow impacted and massaged the sore body of the small sugar cake.

The white cat squinted and hummed comfortably.

Suddenly there was a sound from behind, and Little Sugar Cake tilted his head and looked behind him.

Fu Xiao picked up a clean towel, wiped his dripping hair, turned around, and then froze.

One person and one cat look at each other——

Xiao Tangcake stared at Fu Xiao with wide eyes. Fu Xiao's shoulders were wide and big, and the whole person stood there with an inexplicable pressure. There were still water droplets on his body just after the shower, and at this moment, a drop of water droplets It slid down Fu Xiao's chin to the firm chest and then to the well-defined waist and abdomen.

The little sugar cake swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

Fu Xiao immediately turned around and expressionlessly picked up the bathrobe next to him and put it on, blocking the eyes of the little sugar cake sticking to him.

Where did you learn the bad habit, dare to hide in the bathtub to peek——

They are nothing now, the fact that small sugar cakes should be made is too bad.

Fu Xiao couldn't help thinking.

In fact, he is still a more traditional person in his bones, and he has always felt that some things should not be rushed.

Before the TV show the next morning.

After the massage, the refreshed little sugar cake squatted on the sofa and watched Rong Hang's **** drama with great interest.

The housekeeper and servants also watched with great interest.

Fu Xiao walked down with a trace of blue and black in his eyes.

The butler casually discussed the plot with the servant and said, "You should be more active when it comes to falling in love, so wouldn't the **** TV catch up with the school girl played by Rong Hang?"

Little Sugar Cake nodded in agreement and meowed.

Fu Xiao's footsteps froze when he left, he took a deep breath, looked at the housekeeper, stared blankly at the little candy cake and said, "No matter how much you like it, you can't be like this. Before the relationship is determined, you should be more reserved."

Sugar Cake: "???"

Why are you talking to him?

The author has something to say: Mr. Fu: I am a traditional person.