Some reckless and naïve things, on the way to growth, are lost as they walk. Even if you forcibly pick it up one day, when you play with it again, you feel bored.

In Zhao Fusheng's view, he doesn't actually need any cumbersome introductions to each other, this is a transaction rather than a friendship, and there is not so much time for you to tell your strengths and introduce your strengths, because long before they met, Ms. Chen had already taken a fancy to Fan Baobao.

An investor who can let an assistant director of the crew pass the word will naturally not be too low.

"You're an agent, right?" Ms. Chen glanced at Zhao Fusheng and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that a group performance actually has an agent." ”

After a pause, she blinked: "Perhaps, you are classmates at school, and you are her boyfriend?"

Obviously, for an adult, it is not very difficult to see through the relationship between Zhao Fusheng and Fan Baobao.

Zhao Fusheng didn't speak, just pulled out a chair and asked Fan Baobao to sit down.

The advertising circle and the film and television circle are connected, and Zhao Fusheng has long been accustomed to such things in his previous life, but this time when it comes to Fan Baobao, he still has to be a little more restrained after all.

And judging from Ms. Chen's tone, the other party seems to be familiar with such things, and it is not the first time.

Therefore, if Zhao Fusheng hadn't made an early arrangement, he really wanted to say a few words to this person.

Ms. Chen didn't know what Zhao Fusheng was thinking, she looked at Fan Baobao with a smile, and then looked at Zhao Fusheng carefully, and did not speak in a hurry.

Sometimes no matter what you do, freshness is more important, and in her opinion, whether the game she is about to start can become interesting depends on whether Fan Baobao is willing.

"Ms. Chen, in fact, you can consider me, I am in good health, although I am not qualified. Zhao Fusheng blinked his eyes and suddenly smiled.

That Ms. Chen was stunned, and before she could speak, Fan Baobao had already glared at Zhao Fusheng fiercely: "What nonsense." ”

Zhao Fusheng smiled and didn't continue to joke, in fact, he was really not joking. The Cowherd is not an easy profession, the Cowherd with a beautiful appearance and no brains is just a puppet, and the handsome guys who can laugh proudly in this circle are all psychiatrists. It was only because they went in the wrong direction that they did not show themselves dignified in the hospital in white coats......

Of course, Zhao Fusheng's words just now were purely idle and boring to tease this Ms. Chen, and he had not yet degraded himself to such a promising career as a cowherd.

If you really dare to do that, without Fan Baobao's hands, Zhao's mother will definitely be happy to have one less son and one more daughter.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Ms. Chen looked at Zhao Fusheng and asked with a frown.

Although she wants to pretend to be calm and calm, she doesn't know why, she especially doesn't like this boy's eyes, which are full of aggressive gaze, just like her husband who is in the real estate business, when looking at people, he can always see through people from the inside out.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and looked at Ms. Chen: "A young woman who is familiar with domestic and foreign literary masterpieces is married to a husband who only knows the smell of copper, so life is very boring, and you don't dare to go out to find a man, so you have your eye on the actresses in the circle, right?"

"You!"

Like a fig leaf being lifted from the crowd, Ms. Chen instantly stood up angrily and glared angrily at Zhao Fusheng.

People may be like this, before the truth is revealed, they always like to pretend to be indifferent, but once the fig leaf on their head is lifted, they will be angry like a madman.

"Ms. Chen, I think it's better for you to sit down, after all, this is a public place, and I don't think you want to be the focus of other people's attention, right?"

Zhao Fusheng looked at Ms. Chen lightly and said calmly.

Before coming here, he talked to Jiang Wu on the phone, Jiang Wu asked someone to inquire about the background of this Ms. Chen, and learned that she was purely relying on her husband who was in the real estate business.

People are always easily influenced by their own behavior and habits.

For example, Zhao Fusheng always likes to dip horseradish when eating fungus, and Fan Baobao likes to dip vinegar when eating dumplings.

For another example, Ms. Chen, who likes women, always likes to look for beautiful girls who are fledgling and have little fame and experience in various crews.

What satisfied Ms. Chen was that the girl's eyes were full of aura, and she was looking forward to what interesting things would happen when she had intimate contact with this girl.

But all of this was ruined by Zhao Fusheng.

The boy in front of him succeeded in angering himself with just a few words, but Ms. Chen had to sit down because she had to admit that Zhao Fusheng was right.

Although this is a private room, but in a sense, it is not an independent space of its own, people coming and going outside the door, I don't know when someone will push the door open, in case of something unpleasant, for myself, it is a very faceless thing.

Thinking of this, Ms. Chen sat down and took out two things from her purse.

"It's a bank card with the PIN on the back of the card. Ms. Chen did not shy away from saying: "The other one is the room card upstairs, if you can, I hope you can leave with the bank card." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Fan Baobao: "I think we should go up now, what do you say?"

No matter how well disguised, at the end of the day, a deal is a deal, as if reality is reality and it is.

And this Ms. Chen has always been the leader of this relationship, because of the money in her hands.

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly and looked at the pale Fan Baobao: "How about it, I just said it would be like this, right?"

Fan Baobao didn't say anything, because before coming here, Zhao Fusheng had already told him that no matter how the other party whitewashed the so-called like, in the end, he had to talk about money.

At first, she thought it was impossible, thinking that this woman would at least maintain some grace, but now it seems that the other party has no intention of keeping anything hypocritical.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, Ms. Chen just wanted to speak, but the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside, Fan Baobao turned her head, Ms. Chen raised her head, but Zhao Fusheng did not move, but lightly began to cut the steak in front of her with a knife.

And at the door, a small man stood there, panting heavily, and the valuable clothes on his body indicated that this should be the rich second generation born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

The atmosphere suddenly became delicate.