The other side.

Yan Cheng completed the notice and returned to Haicheng, just in time for the rain to stop.

The sun pierced through the clouds and shed a little brightness at three or four o'clock.

The windows of the car have been closed, and only the sound of Sister Xu calling can be heard during the steady driving.

Yan Cheng's gaze was unfocused, sliding across the screen of his phone and looking out the window at the cityscape after the rain.

The assistant next to him glanced at him and saw that his phone was obliquely stuck between his hands.

The common posture of social animals, when I see too much of the explained by the boss and start to think about whether it is necessary to make that money in life, I will take my mobile phone like this.

The brain is roaming the world, and the hand is still ready to reply to the boss "good received" at any time.

But this boss doesn't need to worry about that.

Yan Cheng flipped his phone slightly and looked at the screen.

The interface under the anti-peeping screen is Weibo, and the message in the center shows "Zhong Jiuyin's official announcement of business".

He didn't go out of his way to brush it, and he saw it as soon as he opened Weibo, and the comments on the marketing account were still discussing whether the brand was afraid that Zhong Jiuyin would not be popular for too long.

There's nothing to see, but he stays on this interface, flipping his phone over every now and then to take a look.

"What day of the week is today?" After Sister Xu finished the call, she didn't want to look at her phone anymore, and asked her assistant with her eyes closed.

"Thursday. The arrangement on the crew's side is for tomorrow all day. ”

The assistant records Yan Cheng's daily affairs in great detail, and remembers some important time nodes very clearly, so as not to forget Yan Cheng.

Sister Xu nodded and instructed Yan Cheng: "I'll tell the director, let you go later tomorrow and go back and get a good night's sleep." ”

"Hmm." Yan Cheng's mood is not high.

Sister Xu said again: "I've been running around lately, I know you don't like it, just wait for the variety show to end and the drama will start filming, and then you can be more comfortable staying in the crew every day." ”

Dealing with different people, no one can do it calmly, there are many magazines, advertisers, brands, and silly calves, and the atmosphere of the crew is even simpler.

She had been working with some stupid B for two days, and her brain was so tired that she breathed a sigh of relief from her position.

But Yan Cheng listened to her words, but the focus was still on the time for the assistant to answer.

It's Thursday afternoon, and I'm going to stay in the crew for a day tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is the fourth episode of the variety show, and a week has passed so quickly, and some people have no news.

Apparently she came up with the idea...

He frowned for a moment, put the phone screen on his lap, and stopped looking at it.

Half an hour later, the black Range Rover slowed down, slowly pressed over the puddle that had just been built up on the ground, and came to a steady stop in front of a villa.

Yan Cheng opened the car door and went down, holding the car door with his arm and throwing it back with his backhand.

Sister Xu yawned and opened her eyes, only to realize that the place she had found was not quite right, and lowered the window and asked, "Why do you want to go back here?" ”

This place is a bit far away from the audition location arranged by the crew, and he rarely goes back to live here when he is busy with work.

Yan Cheng said flatly: "It's quiet here. ”

Sister Xu: ... Isn't it quiet, it's almost outside the third ring road.

She didn't say anything, just took a deep look at him and told the driver to turn around and leave.

Then I used my mobile phone to search for Zhong Jiuyin's related news.

Sure enough, Zhong Jiuyin's place of residence was closest to this property.

Ah, autumn is here, will spring be far away?

Yan Cheng didn't know what she was thinking.

After entering the house, he changed his shoes to fetch water to drink, and he had not been to live for a while, and he had to wait for the tea machine to restart before receiving water.

In the slight buzz, he waited a little impetuously, leaning against the bar, his fingertips tapping slightly on the phone screen, making an even more impetuous click.

"Drip-" The tea dispenser was successfully restarted.

But instead of answering the water, he picked up his phone and sent a message to someone.

[You asked me to seize Qing's resources before, and I found out. She intercepted more than you, at different stages, the female stars whose popularity in your company is similar to her have exchanged resources with her. She should still have a backlog of works waiting to be launched. 】

After sending the message, he began to pick up the water.

In the dripping voice, the message prompt sound was quite obvious, and the other party replied to the message before the glass of water was finished.

Zhong Jiuyin: [Oh. It turns out that there are other poor unlucky ones. 】

Yan Cheng: [Hmm.] 】

started, but Zhong Jiuyin didn't continue, and after he replied "um", there was no movement on the other side.

The second time he received water, he still couldn't fill the cup, Yan Cheng waited a few seconds, and then frowned and watched their conversation again.

Is it too cold?

But he didn't have a good opening sentence anymore.

He pointed his finger in the dialog box, hesitated for a moment, and then sent another sentence: [Are you busy? 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [That's true.] 】

Yan Cheng: ...... Never mind.

He put his phone down and focused on catching the water.

The black crystal mirror of the tea machine shines brightly, illuminating his expressionless face.

After receiving a glass of water, he didn't take his phone, turned around and walked to the center of the living room.

It's only halfway through when the phone clicks.

He paused, slowed his footsteps to a halt, then pursed his lips and went back.

It was indeed a message sent by Zhong Jiuyin.

When are you free? 】

Yan Cheng's brows moved slightly, and he replied to her: [Half an hour later. 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [That's okay, I'm pretty much the same. 】

What to do, do not say anything clearly.

Yan Cheng was sullen and moved his fingers: [?] 】

Zhong Jiuyin: [What, you forgot to compensate me? I'm going to kiss and come to my house in half an hour. The address is xxx]

…… It's a bit wild, really.

But Yan Cheng didn't notice it, when a smile flashed in his eyes, the corners of his pursed lips were already relaxed.

…

Half an hour later.

Zhong Jiuyin dragged back home, and before he could recover from his slump on the sofa, there was a knock at the door.

She went to open the door and let in a man of more than one meter and eight.

Yan Cheng took off his hat, and the two of them glanced at each other.

He was a little uncomfortable, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked away first. When the eyelashes flutter, I have a bit of a pitiful temperament.

Zhong Jiuyin yawned with his mouth slightly open, and looked at him from head to toe with a very presumptuous gaze.

It's like looking at the pork delivered to your door.

"Very good, very much in line with my beautiful snake's predator."

Yan Cheng: "... What snake? ”

"Beautiful snake," she walked back to the sofa with her hands in her hands and muttered, "Brother Qian enrolled me in a class, and the teacher asked everyone to play a kind of spirit as homework, which will be checked in the next class." ”

Her slippers stopped, and only a little light blue sock appeared on her heel, like something out of an anime. Yan Cheng raised his head, walked over, and asked, "So?" ”

"I picked and turned, and found that only the beautiful snake was more in line with me."

They are all beautiful women, and they don't care if they are humans or snakes.

Yan Cheng walked in front of her and stood, standing tall and not sitting down, Zhong Jiuyin raised his head sideways to look at him after speaking: "Sit." ”

She patted the position next to her.

Yan Cheng glanced at the sofa, he didn't know whether it was single or double, it was too small.

If he sat down, the two of them would have to sit next to each other.

"No..."Is there a stool?"

Before he finished asking, Zhong Jiuyin said, "Don't go through this process?" Okay, let's just do it. ”

Yan Cheng: "...... What is the process? ”

(End of chapter)