In the early morning, there is no birdsong and no sunshine.

It had been sunny for a week, but on this morning it suddenly turned cloudy, and then slowly the rain fell and finally turned into a torrential downpour.

Zhao Lang looked out the window, the heavy rain densely covered his vision, and muttered in his mouth: "It's good that the goods came back early, otherwise it will be a chicken." ”

There was no one in the fried chicken restaurant in the morning, even the cashier Xiao Liu had not yet come, and Zhao Lang stood alone in the back kitchen preparing the ingredients.

An Sheng came down from the second floor, Xu was on his first day at work, dressed a little more seriously than usual, but it was very similar to usual.

There was the sound of rain outside, and the street in the morning was similar to the fried chicken restaurant, very deserted, and the rain gave it a bleak feeling.

Zhao Lang came out of the back kitchen, looked at An Sheng and said, "You still don't go to work?" ”

An Sheng pulled out a chair and sat down, and said, "No hurry." Then gently rub your feet.

Zhao Lang looked at him and said, "My feet hurt again?" ”

An Sheng nodded slightly and continued to rub his feet.

Because of the car accident a few years ago, Ansheng's foot was left with sequelae, and it began to hurt when it rained, and sometimes it didn't even hurt on a rainy day.

Zhao Lang went up to the second floor and came down again not long after, holding a hot towel in his hand, handing it to him and saying, "Don't go today." ”

An Sheng shook his head and wrapped his feet in a towel: "How can you not go, it's already been said." ”

"But your feet."

An Sheng raised the corners of his mouth lightly and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt particularly this time, it should be fine to apply it." ”

"Don't force it."

"I know, I'm not stupid, if it's really painful, I don't need you to say it, I'm lying in bed now."

Zhao Lang thought about it, what An Sheng said made sense, because this guy has never been a person who will do anything for work.

At this time, the door of the fried chicken restaurant was pushed open, and a man walked in, this man was not too tall, not too handsome, wearing glasses, very gentle.

He is Zheng Xiuxian, the owner of the intersection convenience store, and a friend of An Sheng and Zhao Lang.

"Yo, it's so early." An Sheng greeted him.

Zhao Lang also nodded lightly at him.

"I came so early to see if you really went to work." Zheng Xiuxian looked at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang nodded without denial, admitting the fact that An Shengzhen went to work.

"Isn't that obvious to me?" An Sheng pointed to his white shirt, a pair of loose sweatpants, and a pair of small white shoes on his feet, which is very ordinary, but with An Sheng's face in ordinary dress, it will also make people shine.

"Then I wish you a bright future." Jung so-hyun sat across from him, looking at the towel on his feet, and seeing the rain outside, "It hurts again." ”

An Sheng nodded.

"It seems that I really found a job in Xinyi, otherwise with your guy's urine nature, how could you go out to work again with your sore feet."

Jung so-hyun also seems to know An Sheng. "Where do you work?" he asked. ”

"I won't tell you." An Sheng took off his towel, put on his shoes and stood up: "It's slippery, come on today." ”

After speaking, An Sheng walked towards the door.

"I said, why are you going, it's raining so hard outside." Jung so-hyun stopped him.

An Sheng turned around: "I don't know." ”

Zheng Xiuxian speechlessly threw a key at him: "Drive it slowly, don't scratch me." ”

An Sheng took the key he threw over, which was Zheng Xiuxian's new car last month, and he smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Zheng Xiuxian's car was a medium-sized SUV, parked in the parking space next to his convenience store, An Sheng came to his car with an umbrella, pressed the lock and opened the door and sat in.

The engine sounded, the car started slowly, turned a corner, and disappeared into the rain.

*

Driving Zheng Xiuxian's new car, I came to Li Zhien's studio, this place An Sheng has never been to, but he has always known that it is a very famous office building here.

This office building is not very high, and there are not many companies in it, but the location is relatively good, next to a shopping mall.

Li Zhien's studio is on the sixth floor, and An Sheng took the elevator up to the sixth floor. When the elevator door opened, Pei You was standing in front of the elevator door, which really startled An Sheng.

Pei Youzheng didn't have any expression on his face and looked at An Sheng.

An Sheng also eased up after a short period of stunned just now, and took the initiative to say, "Oh, what a coincidence." ”

"It's not a coincidence, I'm waiting for you here." Just like the expression on his face, he speaks without any emotion, like a robot.

"Wait for me?"

Pei Youzheng ignored him and turned around: "Follow me." ”

An Sheng looked at his back, and shook his head secretly with the attitude he spoke, he had already done such a mental construction, after all, he was a black fan, and he suddenly appeared in the artist's company, and it was okay if he didn't kick you out, the attitude almost really didn't matter, not to mention An Sheng's attitude that he didn't care so much.

He followed and began to set closely.

"What do you call that old brother?"

"I don't think it's too much for you to shout at you than I do, brother."

"Brother, how many people are there in our company."

"There aren't a lot of girls."

“……”

Pei Youzheng, who was annoyed by An Sheng all the way, couldn't bear it.

"Shut up."

An Sheng accepted it when he saw it, closed his mouth decisively, and followed him to a place similar to a conference room.

Pei Youzheng took out two contracts and handed them to An Sheng.

"Take a look and sign if there's no problem." The tone is still cold.

An Sheng took the contract and looked at it carefully, one was a contract for the script, and the other was a contract for the job, and there was no problem after reading it, basically what Li Zhien said.

He picked up his pen and finished signing.

Pei Youzheng put the contract away, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, and then stared at An Sheng.

With his elbows propped up on the table, his hands crossed, his eyes were more aggressive than just now, and he said, "I don't know what happened between you and Zhien, and I don't know what deal the two of you reached, I just want to tell you to be honest and do things safely here." ”

"Uh." I thought he would say something threatening, but he didn't expect to be a good person when he was coldly asked to behave.

"I have always been a law-abiding citizen, and I have never done anything against the law, don't worry." An Sheng looked at him and said.

"Preferably." Pei Youzheng stood up after speaking, "There are few people here who know that you are a black fan, so don't be too embarrassed." ”

In fact, it was Li Zhien's request to conceal that An Sheng was once a black fan, and they could only do what the boss said.

"Oh, okay." An Sheng agreed.

Pei Youzheng pushed open the door and left, leaving only An Sheng.