Ling Ping'an curled his lips slightly and shook his head.
He smelled the stench coming from the other party's body.
To be precise, it shouldn't be a stench.
It was similar to the strange smell that appeared after fermenting food.
It was like the cheese of the Land of Qin...
It was also like the durian of Nanyang...
It was also like the coriander that many people liked to eat...
This smell was strange, but he couldn't find the right word to describe it at the moment.
He could only roughly judge it as' stinky '.
Ling Ping'an swallowed his saliva.
He looked at the other party and was a little impatient, "Why are you looking for me?"
He felt that his animal nature was stirring.
At this moment, many menus even appeared in his heart.
Smoked heart and liver...
Hanging large intestines...
Of course...
He licked his lips slightly.
The best ingredients only needed the simplest cooking.
Confucius once said that one could never get tired of eating delicacies and never tire of delicacies.
Cutting was the best way to treat all high-quality ingredients.
Fortunately, he was a gentleman and a gentleman restrained himself.
Therefore, his animal nature was firmly suppressed by him.
But...
It wasn't a solution to keep this traffic in front of him.
Although he could control his animal nature.
But if this guy kept swaying, it would be a torture for him.
That strange odor was always tempting him.
The other party seemed to be trying hard to control his emotions.
There was a low hoarse sound in his throat.
From time to time, there seemed to be some rustling sounds.
"You..." he said to Ling Ping'an seriously, "Sell your cat to me..."
His eyes under his sunglasses stared at the cat in Ling Ping'an's arms as if he had seen a rare treasure.
"Money is negotiable!"
"Conditions are negotiable!"
"I can even act in a few TV dramas for free!"
"Don't worry!"
"It will definitely be popular!"
Tao Zhan was full of confidence when he said these words.
Who was he?
He was the most popular top artist in the entire Great Xia Empire!
The Zhan family army was invincible on WeChat read.
His spending power was even stronger!
Not long ago, he casually released a single and it sold more than 100 million copies in one day!
He was stepping on countless seniors and the so-called heavenly kings of the past!
So much so that some people in the industry sighed, "I've worked hard to create for decades, but the sales of all my albums combined are not as good as Tao Zhan's in one day!"
This made Tao Zhan extremely proud.
He was also extremely proud!
One had to know that he didn't make his debut as a singer, but as an actor. Although his acting skills weren't good, it was at least better than his singing skills.
Naturally …
He rose to the top.
Moreover, it was the most popular Fried Chicken among the top!
Now, his salary had reached the maximum salary of the Federal Empire's Performing Arts Association.
Even so, there were still countless capitalists waving cheques to hire him.
Even if he relied on a stunt double for his fight scenes and relied on numbers for his lines.
But Tao Zhan's name was a guarantee of viewership and consumption!
His fans would spend money, time, and energy for each of his works. They would tirelessly publicize and promote them, and they would spend days and nights collecting data.
Naturally, he knew that his offer was very sincere.
It was just a cat.
Then he could get his contract.
It was a sky-high price!
Thus, his eyes were burning with anticipation.
His hands were trembling.
However, what Tao Zhan got was a shake of the head. "I'm sorry, I'm not selling my cat!"
"It's my pet!"
The corner of the other party's mouth curled up, and his tone was extremely confident and domineering. It was as if the conditions he heard were as insignificant to him as the toilet paper used to wipe his butt.
For some reason, when Tao Zhan saw this smile, he felt a chill run down his spine, and his hair stood on end.
The feeling of danger appeared in every cell.
But he seemed to be stunned.
The rustling sound in his throat was getting louder and louder.
"Don't force me!" Tao Zhan tried his best to control his emotions.
He had no way out.
If he touched his master's things, he had to take out something better.
Otherwise …
He would lose everything.
He didn't want to go back to the past, to the past without fans and capital.
He didn't want to be a transparent person in the entertainment industry who had debuted for a few years and was still an ordinary person when he returned.
… …
Ling Ping 'an frowned.
"Force you?" He sighed.
This Tao Zhan was really a standard flow that had been spoiled by his fans!
If he couldn't buy it by force, he would have to snatch it?
Ling Ping 'an sized up his body.
He had a standard flow figure. His footsteps were weak and his body was thin.
One look and one could tell that his body must have been hollowed out by wine, women, and greed?
Unlike him, although he had always been a homebody.
But he had a regular schedule and a good diet.
Therefore, although his body looked thin, it could actually prevent three to five ordinary people from getting close to him.
With such a flow, Ling Ping 'an felt that he would have to be hospitalized with a punch.
However, he was a gentleman.
Naturally, the prime minister had a big heart and could tolerate some offense from others.
Therefore, Ling Ping 'an hugged his cat and turned to leave.
His education told him what to do when he met a retard?
Ignore him!
Because arguing with a retard was equivalent to being a retard himself.
Why bother?
But the other party didn't seem to appreciate it.
He quickly chased after him.
"You forced me to do this …" he muttered.
However, he took out a yellowed note and stuck it on Ling Ping 'an's back.
Ling Ping 'an turned his head and looked at him. Then, he looked at the yellowed note stuck on his back.
"Now..." he heard the other party ask in a hoarse voice, "Can you give me your cat now?"
He seemed to be extremely confident.
He even reached out and grabbed the cat in Ling Ping 'an's hand.
Ling Ping 'an felt baffled.
"Are you an idiot?" He finally couldn't take it anymore.
Even if he was a gentleman, he would still be angry.
A gentleman would restrain himself, be tolerant, and be patient.
However, those were all because they didn't touch his bottom line, nor did they endanger the public interest of himself and society.
Once someone dared to touch the bottom line of a gentleman, or endanger the property and personal safety of a gentleman, or show harm to public safety and public interest.
Then, the restraint and tolerance of a gentleman would disappear.
At this time, a gentleman would draw his sword without hesitation!
Therefore, Ling Ping 'an reached out without hesitation and directly opened this guy's hand.
"Are you crazy?" He didn't stand on ceremony and simply scolded, "If you dare to touch my cat again, I'll cut off your claws!"
A gentleman's forbearance was to calm things down.
But if others really wanted to take advantage of him.
Then there was no need to endure, and it was impossible to control.
"What the hell?" He reached out and grabbed the yellowed note that had been stuck on his back for no reason.
Without even looking at it, he directly crushed it, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it fiercely.
Then, Ling Ping 'an turned around and looked straight at the flow.
"Let me tell you..."
"In my eyes, you're just a pile of smelly dog shit!"
"I don't have a good temper!"
His nostrils twitched slightly.
The smell on the other party's body was fragrant and smelly, and it kept coming.
Ling Ping'an hurriedly shook his head, restraining the many absurd thoughts in his heart that were about to stir.
He looked at the other party and revealed an expression that he thought was fierce, "If you dare to do these boring things in front of me again..."
He exhaled softly, "I'll beat you to death!"
Inexplicably, Ling Ping 'an felt that his current image was incomparably tall!
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