Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Chapter 256 The Rainy Season Has Not Yet Arrived



Chapter 256 The Rainy Season Has Not Yet Arrived

The tropical rainforest climate is always humid and hot, with the sun shining through the thick moisture and sticking to the skin of passersby.

It's almost the end of April.

The sorting here is nearing completion, and the cargo from both ports will officially depart in early May. Yin Su seemed to be gathering information with a purpose, but he didn't say anything, so Bo Bing had no way of knowing his thoughts.

Ice Age was unharmed; after all, the casualties were only Black Hawk mercenaries. These guys only cared about taking money and risking their lives for their superiors. They didn't know who their employers were, and capturing them didn't yield any useful information. Lü Shuang had his own judgment about who was behind this raid.

Alpha's cold electronic voice sounded in Bo Bing's ear, announcing the distribution of Bo Bing's latest bonus points.

[Acting skills +1]

【力量: 40|速度: 40|敏捷: 25|智力: 30|体质: 27|魅力: 34|野心: 87|音乐: 16|舞蹈: 12|演技:11|未解锁状态】

【Three Hands - Vulgar Hands】Stealing stars and plucking the moon, stealing the sky and changing the sun.

[Title: The flea on the drum] The flea on the drum, the gentleman on the beam.

Bo Bing glanced at her skills and clicked her tongue slightly, but Alpha's notification followed.

[WARNING] Greed knows no bounds; even the most ambitious goals can backfire. The host must bear the consequences of using skills; do not let greed cloud your judgment and lead you astray.

Bo Bing hastily wiped her face, gathered her wet hair behind her head, and slowly walked towards the restaurant in her bathrobe.

He hasn't been idle these days either. Monkey called him from overseas and mentioned the problems the pharmaceutical factory was facing. There were always people trying to cause trouble and use dirty tricks to annoy them. Bo Bing just told Monkey not to get into any conflicts and to wait until he came back to discuss everything.

In short, keep Shen Shuang's men calm and prevent them from acting recklessly. Call the police if necessary, and don't hesitate to seek sympathy from Yin Fengzhu's people if needed. After all, if something really goes wrong here, Yin Fengzhu won't stand idly by.

Everything else is fine. We invited a few lecturers to give a general overview of the management methods. Although it's still not as good as large companies, compared to the previously listless employees, Shen Shuang is slowly starting to show some vitality.

Pharmaceutical projects and clients all require manpower to reach out, and Cao Xin has now transformed into General Manager Cao, in charge of external business. Most of his subordinates, both men and women, are account managers and sales managers. They've secured a few small projects, which has boosted morale. Monkey, busy managing the pharmaceutical factory, is also feeling overwhelmed by the massive system. He enrolled in a management course, leading Cao Xin and the others to jokingly call him Shen Shuang's "cultured man."

As Bo Bing turned a corner, an argument erupted from the open kitchen counter.

"Your penis is too hard!"

A woman's voice mocked rudely, "If you can't handle it, then get out of here."

“This is my territory... You’re the one who should get out, right?” the man retorted gently but mercilessly. “It’s clearly because you’re too wet down there.”

Neither side was willing to give way, creating a tense atmosphere.

— Unpleasant words.

Hearing this chaotic conversation early in the morning, Bo Bing's temples throbbed with anger. He had no idea what was wrong with these two. They couldn't stand each other and would argue over the smallest things. And it had been getting worse these past two days.

"Shut up! Can't you all just shut up!"

Bo Bing pressed her forehead. Could the two of them really argue over cooking noodles?

"Father."

"Feng Tianhan."

Two voices came again.

Bo Bing endured it all, then yelled, "Get out, all of you get out! I'll do it myself!"

Seeing that he was really about to get angry, the two of them shut up.

Breakfast was a chaotic affair. After finishing, the two went about their own work. Lü Shuang needed to make a phone call, so she left temporarily.

"Godfather, when are we going back?"

Bo Bing heard Yin Su's words but did not reply.

So Yin Su put down his pen, resumed his gentle facade, his affectionate peach blossom eyes, moistened by the spring breeze, were hidden behind his silver-rimmed glasses, and he asked softly, "Are you angry with me?"

The man who approached smelled faintly of jasmine, and his cool fingers touched her thin, icy hand.

"What can I do to make my godfather forgive me...?"

Yin Su held the person in his arms, gently resting his head on Bo Bing's shoulder, and asked again in a soft, coquettish tone, "When are we going back?"

Did I say I'd go back with you?

Bo Bing stood up with a cold smile, looking down at the man. "Yin Su, we still have some old scores to settle, don't we?"

Yin Su raised an eyebrow.

Such a godfather is also very charming.

"How does Godfather want to settle this?"

The handsome fellow smiled confidently and began to unbutton his shirt. "Is this how it's going to be? I have no objection, as long as Godfather is happy."

Before Bo Bing could say anything, Yin Su's ascetic aura was completely shattered by the ripped shirt.

Yin Su lay half-reclined on the sofa, his classical figure fully exposed in the sunlight.

Bo Bing was startled by this sudden movement and took a step back.

This little movement naturally did not escape Yin Su's notice.

So cute.

he thinks.

It's this kind of place that makes you reluctant to leave.

"Isn't that enough?" Yin Su blinked gently, his long, jade-like fingers resting on his belt buckle, his voice alluring and magnetic, "I never imagined... my godfather was such a hypocrite..."

【Feixia】Start.

Bo Bing had no time to pay attention to Alpha's unilateral actions.

He grabbed Yin Su's hand to prevent him from making any further misbehavior.

But he forgot that this place was in a rather awkward position.

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late. Yin Su, who was prepared, pulled him down onto the sofa, and the two of them were upside down.

The man's cool lips pressed against the thin, icy lips.

A faint scent of mint leaves.

confusion.

"Yin Su—"

Bo Bing pushed the man off her, wiped her mouth, and said angrily, "You're terrible!"

"Who told my godfather to provoke me like this?"

Yin Su's gaze darkened, and he curled his lips into a smile, lowering his center of gravity slightly like a wild beast.

"It's your fault that I fell for you."

Yin Su's kiss landed again.

The bright sunlight outside the window had completely disappeared, and a fierce wind and rainstorm were about to break out, showing signs of intensifying.

Bo Bing's vision was now filled with the intertwined hands of another person. He struggled to get up and look at Yin Su.

Yin Su tied her long hair up and knelt on the carpet. When he saw him looking over, she smiled at him, and the unusually red cinnabar birthmark on her face was now strikingly red.

And so the thin ice began to swell again.

At the end of April, before the actual rainy season had arrived, Bo Bing had a bad feeling.

The moisture level is far too high.

The young man sank into the soft sofa, breathing heavily, trying to obtain the oxygen he needed to survive in the low air pressure of the rainy day.

Yin Su kissed the young man's thigh.

"I must have you all to myself."


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