Lin Dong put down the little guy in his arms and pointed to the magazines that had not yet been sorted out. "Ding Ding, help uncle sort these magazines."
Ding Ding glanced at Beichen Xiao, feeling a little uneasy, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly.
Bei Chenxiao nodded to him, making a silent promise.
The little guy felt confident and immediately happily picked up a pile of magazines.
Lin Dong walked up to Bei Chenxiao and asked straight to the point: "Where is Wen Tong? What did you do to her?"
Bei Chenxiao pinched out the cigarette in his hand and said coldly: "She is very good."
"What do you want? You hurt her so badly, don't you want to stop now?" Lin Dong really couldn't pretend to be pleasant to the man in front of him.
To this day, he still remembers Wen Tong standing alone in the huge villa, as if he was a lonely soul, fragile and vulnerable.
Without this man, she would still have the same years and a golden smile.
"I didn't come here this time to talk to you about this." His amber eyes were like a sharp sword, with hidden sharpness, and he swept across the newsstand behind him sharply.
"Do you think selling a few newspapers can give them a stable and worry-free life for their mother and son? I have to say, you are fanciful."
Faced with his sarcasm, Lin Dong was neither humble nor overbearing, "Although I can't make them rich and beautiful, it won't be a problem to have enough food and clothing. I, Lin Dong, have a mouthful to eat, and their mother and son have a mouthful to eat. I, Lin Dong, am the only one."
We won't let their mother and son sleep on the street if they have a shack. I think they would rather live this kind of civilian life with me than with you."
"Then have you ever thought about Ding Ding? He was supposed to be rich. By doing this, you deprived him of the opportunity to grow up in a superior environment. He is my son Beichen Xiao. In the future, he will definitely be
He is a dragon among men, and your selfishness will only harm him."
Lin Dong's heart was shaken, and he subconsciously looked at the newsstand.
The little guy was sitting on the bench, handing out magazines carefully, and kept reading, "Entertainment Weekly, One Week Show..."
If his surname was Beichen, he should be sitting in a spacious and bright villa now, eating fine desserts and playing an expensive piano. Next to him, there are well-trained servants who bring him all kinds of favorites from time to time.
Snacks.
He will go to aristocratic schools, go abroad, and enter EC International to achieve great success.
However, he is now sitting at a shabby newsstand, playing with magazines that children his age cannot understand.
Did he really fail to fulfill his responsibilities as an uncle?
Should he support him in returning to Beichen Xiao?
This idea just flashed through my mind without taking root.
For him, Wen Tong's decision is the most important.
If Wen Tong wants to protect something, he will spare no effort even if he fights to the death.
Ding Ding is everything to Wen Tong, she will definitely not give him to Beichen Xiao.
The dullness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a clear clarity.
Lin Dong said his thoughts firmly: "I will not let Ding Ding go with you."
Beichenxiao was not surprised by his answer, and there was even some appreciation in his eyes.
It seemed that this man was devoted to Wen Tong and his son.
Therefore, he did not waste his good intentions.
"I have a job for you now. Starting from tomorrow, you don't have to set up this newsstand anymore."
Lin Dong was obviously quite surprised and looked at him in surprise.
He seemed to be trying to guess how sincere he was from his expression.
He said he would come to see him today. Is this what happened?
Bei Chenxiao handed over a contract, "I have investigated you and found that you have been an agent before. Although it was not long and you failed in the end, you are a person with endurance, so I can rest assured that you will
I’ll give you a job.”
The color page on the cover of the contract is printed with the logo of Beixing Orange Entertainment, and inside is an employment letter.
"As long as you sign the contract, you will officially become one of the many Jiji people in Beixing Orange Entertainment. I will select first-line artists for you. You should know that if you have one or two first-line artists under you, your annual income will be
It's very impressive." He put the contract in Lin Dong's hand, "I'll give you one day to think about it. I hope to see you in the office at this time tomorrow."
After Bei Chenxiao finished speaking, he was not eager to hear his answer, but waved to Ding Ding.
Ding Ding had already divided the magazines and watched the two adults talking from a distance.
At this time, when he saw Beichen Xiao calling him, he immediately ran over.
"Ding Ding will live with me for a while, and Wen Tong's phone will not be turned off. You are a smart man, and I am waiting for your decision."
He picked up the little guy and put him in the back seat, leaned over and buckled the seat belt. His serious profile looked like a dedicated father.
Ding Ding leaned against the car window and waved to him, "Uncle, goodbye."
The little guy's happy look made Lin Dong feel a little excited.
Is Ding Ding so happy being with Beichen Xiao?
The car was about to start, and Lin Dong suddenly caught up and asked, "Are you doing this for Wen Tong?"
He did not answer directly, but said, "Thank you for taking care of her over the past six years."
Lin Dong held the contract in his hand and suddenly felt heavy.
This man, is he repaying Wen Tong's kindness?
While Lin Dong was lost in thought, a sports car parked gently beside him.
As the window glass slowly lowered, he saw a beautiful face with a bright smile.
"Hi, Brother Lin."
Chen Zinan opened the car door and stepped out of the car. Her dazzling outfit and light posture immediately attracted the attention of countless passers-by.
"Ms. Chen..." Lin Dong was a little surprised and his face turned red unconsciously.
"Oh, didn't I tell you that you just follow Xiaotong and call me Anan? Why do you return Miss Chen to Miss Chen? It's really weird."
Lin Dong smiled honestly, "Yes, Anan."
Chen Zinan took off his sunglasses, looked at his newsstand, and asked curiously: "Brother Lin, is this your newsstand?"
"Yes, it's a bit small." Lin Dong chuckled.
"It's okay, it's very clean." She picked up a magazine and read it.
Lin Dong said hurriedly: "Whatever you like to see, you can take it away without charge."
"Haha." Chen Zinan laughed.
No wonder Wen Tong can live with Lin Dong, this man is indeed very lovable.
She said with some regret: "Brother Lin, if you want to be talented and good-looking, are you really willing to spend your whole life working at a newsstand?"
Lin Dong looked at his right leg with inferiority complex, "I'm a lame."
"You are too backward." Chen Zinan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Beauty with imperfections is popular nowadays. What's more, doing things relies on ability, not legs. Some people have sound limbs, but they are still useless. I believe
As long as Brother Lin refines it a little, he will definitely become something great."
She put on her sunglasses and picked up a magazine, "Brother Lin, I won't come back empty-handed. You can give this to me as a gift."
"Go ahead and get a few more."
"No, if necessary, I will come and take advantage of you." Chen Zinan got into his sports car, said goodbye to him, and the red Ferrari drove away.
Lin Dong lowered his eyes and looked at the contract in his hand, his heartbeat rising again.
Wen Tong, if you were me, what would you choose?
Accept Beichen Xiao's charity, or continue to do nothing?
I want you to live a better life, I want... to be closer to her.