Chapter 17 Zhan Jinzhi, Have You Lost Your Mind?

Zhan Jinzhi, who was in a better mood, soon discovered a problem with himself, his nose was a little out of breath.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhan Jinzhi found the reason, that is, when he was looking at the situation on the "Xiaoqi" Internet, because of some negative remarks, he couldn't figure it out because he was a little stuffy in his chest, so he kicked the quilt away, and chatted with Sister Wei for a while, and then forgot to cover the quilt directly.

Although spring has begun, the weather is still very cold.

Besides, it was originally in the quarantine period, and if you really had a fever, you might not be able to say anything.

Zhan Jinzhi immediately ran to the bathroom, took a comfortable hot bath, and then lay directly on the bed and fell asleep as he was supposed to take a nap.

After a while, Zhan Jinzhi felt much better as soon as he opened his eyes.

Staring at the ceiling of the white flowers, I was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that Zhan Jinzhi came back to his senses.

Glancing at the time on his mobile phone, Zhan Jinzhi estimated that it should be the staff who came to deliver the food, so he quickly got up, put on a mask for himself, and opened the door.

Outside the door was a staff member in a white hazmat suit, wearing goggles, fully armed, whose face could not be seen clearly, and next to his left hand was a white food truck almost as tall as a man.

After seeing Zhan Jinzhi open the door, the staff who were a little far away from Zhan Jinzhi directly put the lunch box and other items in their hands on the stool that was dedicated to putting things.

"Mr. Zhan, this is your dinner! By the way, this is something someone brought to you, so that Mr. Zhan can pass the time. ”

"Thank you!" Zhan Jinzhi didn't take the lunch box and things first, but thanked the staff first, and after the staff pushed the dining cart away, he carried his lunch box and items back to the room.

In order to protect themselves and others, everyone must now wear a mask when going out, and the distance should not be less than 1m, which is almost an unwritten rule.

After entering the door, Zhan Jinzhi put his things on the table, and sprayed the items with a bottle of disinfectant issued by the staff.

Although the staff will disinfect the poison before handing it over to him, for the sake of insurance, Zhan Jinzhi feels that he still needs to eliminate it again.

It can be regarded as a psychological comfort for yourself.

After getting all this done, Zhan Jinzhi ran to the bathroom again, washed his hands with soap, and finally dried his hands.

Smelling the aroma on his hand, Zhan Jinzhi was satisfied.

Took out the lunch box.

There are two types of quarantine during the pandemic.

One is self-isolation at home, and the other is to respond to the call of the country/country, arranged by the staff, and uniformly quarantined in the hotel.

Zhan Jinzhi was arranged by the staff to be quarantined in the hotel.

All meals a day are delivered by the staff.

Seriously, the staff was not badly arranged.

In addition to white porridge, fried dough sticks, and soy milk, sometimes there are some vermicelli or pasta in the morning.

At noon and in the evening, it is also very hearty, basically four dishes and one soup, and there are also fruits after the meal, apples, pears or bananas.

As soon as he opened the lunch box, Zhan Jinzhi couldn't help but wow.

Today's dinner was richer than ever.

One part fried crucian carp, one part tamale, one part simmered cabbage with taro, and one part lotus root pork rib soup.

It's all the smell.

The aroma of the dish filled the air, making Zhan Jinzhi can't help but open his index fingers.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhan Jinzhi picked up the chopsticks with his slender hand, and first grabbed the fried crucian carp that caught his eye.

The crucian carp is crispy and delicious, and the fish meat is very tender.

It was so delicious that Zhan Jinzhi couldn't help but put another chopstick into his mouth.

That's it, a bite of rice, a bite of food.

Zhan Jinzhi was very happy to eat, and just as he was about to finish eating, a bell rang again.

“…………”

Zhan Jinzhi, who was eating deliciously, raised his head suddenly, put the bowl containing the rice on the table, then took the mobile phone, flicked it with his fingers a few times, and connected the phone.

"Hey, Zhizhi! It's done!" came the voice of his agent Jiang Qing on the other end of the phone.

As soon as he heard this tone, Zhan Jinzhi knew that his agent should have solved a lot of things.

After all, having been with his agent Jiang Qing for so many years, Zhan Jinzhi can be said to know his agent very well.

Sister Qing, a typical professional woman, has a short temper, and when something happens, her title will change when she is naturally called.

When you're in a good mood, you'll see his nickname.

When he encounters something and is in a bad mood, he will call him Zhan Jinzhi.

So he guessed that Sister Qing should have solved some problem this time.

However, what Sister Qing said was done, Zhan Jinzhi really didn't understand what made Sister Qing so happy.

Stuffing another mouthful of fish into his mouth, Zhan Jinzhi asked, "Sister Qing, is there anything good?"

"Of course!" Jiang Qing said happily: "Thanks to your sister Wei, she directly solved the matter of your prison license, now, I see what else those black fans can hack you." ”

"What's wrong with Sister Wei?" Zhan Jinzhi directly put the chopsticks on the table, and asked in a somewhat serious tone: "Sister Qing, it won't be you who will contact her, Sister Qing, didn't I say it? I can solve this matter, you shouldn't trouble her." ”

Jiang Qing looked stunned about Zhan Jinzhi's questioning, but she quickly reacted, and she said: "Zhan Jinzhi, have you lost your mind? Isn't this matter resolved? First of all, whether I contacted her first or not, don't you worry about yourself at all in your heart? Moreover, it wasn't me who took the initiative to contact her, if she hadn't called this afternoon, I wouldn't have known what was going on with your prison license?"

"I ......" Zhan Jinzhi didn't expect that it was Sister Qing who took the initiative to contact Sister Wei, and he was silent when he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Jinzhi, I know what you're worried about, you're just afraid that I'll harass your friend, but have you ever thought that your friend is actually not afraid of being harassed, and it's been almost half a month since the accident, and none of the people you have come into contact with have said that you are bad, from this point you should know that your friend is very trustworthy. ”

Jiang Qing naturally knows more about Zhan Jinzhi, he used to feel that he was too old to control, but now he feels that he has his own judgment and his own thoughts.

Jiang Qing also watched Zhan Jinzhi go from being an obscure and unsuitable person who had just started to contact the actor industry to now being okay, maybe he has received a complete education, Zhan Jinzhi is a person who treats every senior in the entertainment industry, even the staff, very attentively and politely.

From this turmoil, it can actually be seen that none of those who have been in contact with Zhan Jinzhi have said anything bad about him.