Park Xiangyu is really as indifferent as rumored by the outside world, and since he joined the group, he has given Zhuang Yan such an impression.

Now Park Xiangyu took the initiative to come up and talk to Zhuang Yan.

It's really rare.

"You're not bad. ”

Park Xiangyu praised Zhuang Yan's good performance, and it was probably just a polite remark, but Zhuang Yan accepted this politeness as a compliment.

This is the first time the two have spoken outside the play.

Zhuang Yan didn't hear anything wrong or wrong from this tone.

But the provocation just now is real.

After speaking, Pu Xiangyu just glanced at Zhuang Yan lightly, turned around and left.

This made him even more confused.

"It's weird. Zhuang Yan muttered in his heart.

I didn't pay much attention to it.

After this little episode, Zhuang Yan went to take off his styling, makeup, and left the set with his own things.

Looking at the time, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.

"System, do I have any other arrangements for today?" Zhuang Yan asked.

"Host, there are no arrangements for this afternoon for the time being. ”

After thinking about it, Zhuang Yan took out his mobile phone and dialed the number Xu Ke'er gave him yesterday.

The call was quickly connected,

When Xu Ke'er heard that it was Zhuang Yan, she was very excited, "Zhuang Yan, are you done filming?"

She still remembers that Zhuang Yan said last night that she would go to their company to shoot an advertisement after filming today, so she arrived at the company early in the morning and began to prepare.

Before receiving Zhuang Yan's call, she was still a little apprehensive, afraid that Zhuang Yan would just say it casually.

"It's over. You send me the address of your company, I'll go over now. ”

"Okay, I'll send you a message. ”

hung up the phone, and in less than half a minute, Xu Keer's message came in.

According to the address on the message, Zhuang Yan stopped a taxi and rushed over.

"Young man, where are you from?" In the interval between the red lights, the driver and Zhuang Yan chatted with each other.

The taxi drivers in the imperial capital are unanimously very talkative.

"Jiangcheng people. Zhuang Yan replied.

This was the first time he had spoken of his "hometown".

"Jiangcheng is a good place, I also went there when I was young, the weather there is much better than the imperial capital, it is warm, the air is better than here, and it is suitable for living. ”

When the driver talked about Jiangcheng, he began to recall how he went to Jiangcheng to work hard when he was young, how he broke through, and how he finally married a wife who was as beautiful as a flower, gentle and generous.

He spoke to Zhuang Yan one by one in a brisk tone.

As he spoke, the red light passed.

The driver skillfully shifts gear, steps on the accelerator, and the car moves slowly.

Suddenly!

"Brake ---"

"Bang ---"

With a loud bang, the rear of the car swung violently, and a violent impact swept in.

Zhuang Yan only felt that his internal organs were displaced, and his head hurt badly.

"Damn!" he cupped the back of his head, and couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth.

"His grandmother's legs are dripping, and which grandson is still rushing over with a green light. ”

The driver was also stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he began to curse.

The people of the imperial capital are very heroic and have a rough temperament.

Zhuang Yan looked out of the car window and saw that the back half of the taxi was smashed by a Ferrari, which was simply miserable.

Turning around, he kept rubbing the back of his head that was carried by the impact and hit the back of the seat, even if he slowed down for a while, he still felt dizzy.

Here, the driver had already unbuckled his seat belt and rushed out of the car in a rage, ready to reason with the perpetrator.

As soon as he got out of the car, the driver didn't even look at what kind of car the other party was, and yelled at the owner, "Why did you drive a car, didn't you see a red light?"

Seeing that the owner of the car on the opposite side had not gotten out of the car, the driver walked up directly in two or three steps and knocked on the door of the Ferrari vigorously, "Get out of the car and get out of the car!

The Ferrari owner opened the door and walked down.

Zhuang Yan glanced at it curiously, but this glance was completely thundered.

I saw that the Ferrari owner was wearing a black shirt with a black leggings, and a gold necklace was hanging around his neck that was thicker than an ordinary girl's arm.

This dress ......

Zhuang Yan could only think of one adjective in his mind---- street slicker.

"What's the matter?" said the Ferrari owner with his tattooed hand as he removed his black-framed sunglasses, his mouth slugging up, looking like he was hanging to the sky.

"What are you asking Lao Tzu? Are you blind? Didn't you see your car hit my car?" Seeing the man's attitude, the driver was also not angry, and said directly, "Look at what you have done to my car?

The taxi driver pointed to the Ferrari's owner's nose and then to his own butt.

The Ferrari owner glanced at the back of the cab, then walked around to the back of the cab and then looked even more disdainful on his face.

He said contemptuously, "Isn't it just a broken taxi, how much is it worth?"

As he spoke, the Ferrari owner took down the bag that had been clipped under his armpit, and when he opened it, it was filled with red tickets, and he casually took out a small pile from it and handed it to the taxi driver.

"Well, this money is enough for you to repair the car, and the rest will be used as compensation for your mental damages. The corners of the Ferrari owner's mouth were slightly hooked, and he didn't care.

Zhuang Yan took a cursory look,

Good fellow, that little pile is estimated to be three or four thousand.

Although the taxi driver is a little short-tempered, he is not a brutal person, not to mention that he is still facing this kind of guy who doesn't look like a good person.

Anyway, I took the money and went back to the company to fix the car.

However, this Ferrari owner looks like he can look down on others if he has money, which is really annoying.

The taxi driver stretched out his hand,

At the moment when he was about to take the money, the Ferrari owner suddenly waved his hand, and the small pile of tickets flew away with the wind.

For a while, the sky was full of red tickets.

"What do you mean?" the taxi driver gritted his teeth and looked at the annoying fellow.

"It's not interesting," the Ferrari owner unhurriedly zipped up his wallet, "my hands are shaking, and if I want money, I can pick it up myself." ”

He looked at the taxi driver defiantly.

Lao Tzu ...... "The taxi driver's temper can't stand it, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to attack."

At this time, the side door of the Ferrari opened, "Brother Long, isn't this good?"

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

I only heard a soft and glutinous female voice.

Then a pair of slender white legs stretched out from the car, landed steadily, and finally saw the owner of the voice clearly.

Zhuang Yan felt very familiar when the person in the passenger seat just spoke, and now he sees me.

I didn't expect it to be an acquaintance.

"Is that her?"