Chapter Eighty-Nine: Is This Blowing Up Your Own Bunker?
"The text must be sharp and annoying, it is best to describe chasing Shi Hao a little more, Han Zichen just write a few things casually." Song Meiting was a little uneasy, and continued to advise: "It's best to spend a lot of money to promote, I want her Cheng Yixin to become popular all over the country!" ”
Looking at Song Meiting's wealthy appearance, Lin Xun's newspaper friend's eyes flashed, and he looked at Song Meiting's gaze as if he was looking at a cash cow.
But he was just a little reporter, and it was not easy for him to pick up Lu Xun to participate in this party, and now he doesn't dare to beat Song Meiting's idea.
But if this matter breaks out, if Cheng Yixin looks for him, the price will be higher than that given by Song Meiting......
Then who he will help at that time, it may not be said.
"No problem, no problem, just the money...... It may be a bit lacking. After making up his mind, the newspaper friend helped his glasses, slightly blocked the light under his eyes, and then introduced himself: "My name is Li Jian, in addition to the company, I also have a marketing account in private, and I will put some content to test the water tonight." ”
Song Meiting nodded indifferently, "Money is not a problem, as long as you can make Cheng Yixin popular, I will smash as much as I want!" ”
Now Song Meiting's hatred for Cheng Yixin has reached its peak, and she even wants Cheng Yixin to disappear directly.
"Now the public opinion of netizens is very good, and it basically leaves as soon as it is introduced, and it doesn't take much time for Cheng Yixin to become famous." Li Jian smiled, looking at ZFB's newly arrived 20w, he only felt that the money of these rich second generations was really easy to cheat.
But Liang Ning on the side saw that something was wrong, now to report an entertainment news, do you need so much money?
"Reporter Li, isn't this money enough?" Liang Ning's face was cold, and because of the lighting in the box, he looked a little gloomy.
"Enough is enough." Of course, Li Jian understands the truth that he will accept it when he sees it, and he still has to rely on the few people in front of him, "It's just that the promotion is strong, and I don't need more than one marketing account, so it will definitely cost a little more money." ”
Liang Ninghu looked at Li Jian suspiciously, and always felt that Lin Xun, a reporter friend, was a little unreliable and his character was not very good.
"Brother Chen read this report, he will definitely not be confused by this woman again!" Lin Xun's disgust for Cheng Yixin was also very deep, he opened his lips and smiled, and sat down with Lin Jian to roll the dice and drink.
Liang Ning pulled Song Meiting to say hello and play for a while, then sat down, and said with some uneasiness: "Meiting, I think you are doing something wrong." ”
"What's wrong?" Song Meiting frowned slightly, she hated others to teach her how to do things.
But this person is Liang Ning, who has a very good relationship with her, and she can only listen to it patiently.
"Although Cheng Yixin has chased Shi Hao, I don't think it should be a shame to chase someone, and as far as I know...... It seems to be Cheng Yixin who is being chased by Brother Chen. Liang Ning looked at Song Meiting and patiently persuaded Song Meiting: "If you are like this, you may make Brother Chen disgusted." ”
Song Meiting's face suddenly sank, she looked at Liang Ning, her eyes were full of impatience, "Do you mean, Brother Chen will choose to break with me because of a Cheng Yixin?" ”
The first half of the sentence was quite hard, but in the second half of the sentence, she suddenly remembered that she had reacted to Han Zichen when she mentioned the past tonight, and she suddenly lost much confidence.
But as soon as she thought of this, her hatred for Cheng Yixin came to her heart again, and she couldn't suppress it.
"Hey, whatever you want." Liang Ning looked at her like this, and knew that Song Meiting would not listen to her.
And Cheng Yixin, who was far away at home, didn't know that she was about to become famous, and after returning home with Han Zichen, she tossed and really wanted to eat supper not long after she fell asleep, and Han Zichen, who was sleeping on the sofa, was woken up by a movement in the kitchen before she could sleep.
"Cheng Yixin? Cheng Yixin? Han Zichen shouted patiently twice, in order to prevent him from falling asleep and the house exploded inexplicably, he still chose to get up and go to the kitchen to have a look.
In the kitchen, Cheng Yixin stood in front of the stove and didn't know what was being fried, and Han Zichen got closer and found that it was a plate of chicken nuggets.
It's just that he can know that this is a chicken nugget, all relying on the packaging bag on the table, just by the black and slimy unknown object in the pot, Han Zichen really can't see it.
"I'll go, why are you still splashing oil outside!" Cheng Yixin took two steps back, and was a little relieved when she saw Han Zichen coming, "Why did you wake up?" ”
Han Zichen stepped forward to turn off the fire with some helplessness, and then asked Cheng Yixin to stand aside, "You blew up your bunker?" He didn't answer.
Cheng Yixin stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and obediently stood aside to watch Han Zichen blow up.
But it seems to ...... Han Zichen's movements are not very skillful, and the hue of the newly fried pot looks worse than that of Cheng Yixin.
……
Cheng Yixin clamped it with chopsticks, and put it to her mouth countless times but didn't have the courage to bite this bite.
"You pull and pull, get rid of the fried paste." Han Zichen knew that he was at a loss, but he was still confident in his cooking fan, and encouraged Cheng Yixin to eat.
Cheng Yixin looked at Han Zichen's expectant look, and couldn't bear to refuse, so she started to peel off the layer of paste outside.
As a result, it took a long time to find that it was basically fried and full paste, and the people who were not mushy in it were not enough to stuff their teeth, Cheng Yixin looked at the two plates of black and mushy chicken nuggets in front of her, and her stomach happened to scream.
Any movement in the room of the two people could be heard, and Cheng Yixin's hungry voice was heard by Han Zichen, and the emotions of self-blame soared to the extreme.
Han Zichen didn't have the face to continue listening, stood up and prepared to go out, but fortunately, Cheng Yixin grabbed Han Zichen quickly.
"Where are you going?" Cheng Yixin cried and mourned, feeling that her mouth was bitter, and she licked her lips and found that it was even more bitter.
"I'll buy you something to eat." Han Zichen lowered his eyes, a little embarrassed to look up at Cheng Yixin.
Even if he helps, Cheng Yixin can only be hungry, why is he so stupid.
"It's three o'clock in the morning, where are you going to buy me food?" Cheng Yixin couldn't cry or laugh, and casually threw two plates of meat into the trash, "Go to bed early, I'll send you to the company tomorrow." ”
After Cheng Yixin finished speaking, she entered the room and prepared to sleep, Han Zichen sat on the sofa and looked at the two plates of meat in the trash can in a daze, annoyed why she didn't learn to cook with the nanny at home, knowing a little bit would not make Cheng Yixin hungry.
At half past three in the middle of the night, Cheng Yixin had already fallen asleep peacefully, and Han Zichen silently opened the small video of learning to cook.
It was dawn, because she slept too late and the quality of her sleep was not very good, Cheng Yixin felt a little tired all over her body after getting up, and walked to the living room with a yawn to prepare to wake Han Zichen up.
But when he got closer, he found that Han Zichen was sleeping very soundly and deadly, and his face was full of exhaustion.
The mobile phone screen on the side was still on, and Cheng Yixin calculated that Han Zichen should have fallen asleep for not long.