"I have a very good relationship with Fujiwei, sometimes we happen to eat together, or go to her house to have fun, I have consulted her on the direction of development, she said that my advice is very good, but I am happy, thank you very much for the help I gave her." Wei Chun looked at Zuo Yunshan and said.

"Women's Knowledge" does often introduce Fujiwei. She has published her notes, photos of solo concerts, and a regular newsletter about her in the art world. Only then did Zuo Yunshan know that it was all arranged by Wei Chun. He didn't expect Wei Chun to have such magical powers.

"That's not all." Wei Chun further emphasized her close relationship with Teng Wei, "Teng Wei even discussed personal matters with me. In the past, she had some headaches, but then she did what I said, and the problem was solved. The press also did not know. Some magazines may have been vaguely aware of it, but I was able to fool it by cleverly maneuvering around. Since then, she's come to me for everything. ”

The red and purple star can't be connected with Wei Chun, who is drinking beer in front of her, but once she regains her arrogant female editor demeanor, her words will be realistic. It seems that as long as it is her request, Fuji Wei will agree.

"I think you'll be very famous as soon as you give Fuji Wei a hairstyle, preferably when she's doing a solo concert. Oh, when you go on stage at a solo concert, you have to change your outfit often, and your hairstyle should change often, so it's eye-catching, and it has to be broadcast on TV, so how many people want to watch! ”

That's the best. Zuo Yunshan was in a trance and saw that he was busy doing hairstyles for Fuji Wei in the backstage of the theater, and the corner of the magazine's photo column was written in bold letters: "Hairstyling, Zuo Yunshan." ”

"It's just that it's a little bit difficult." Wei Chun said suddenly.

Zuo Yunshan raised his eyes to look at her, so she said:

"You're still working in Qi Wen's shop, it's an obstacle, it's not easy to do it if you're not independent, I wanted to tell Fuji Wei about you last time, but because I didn't say anything about it, I ......"

"Miss Wei Chun," Zuo Yunshan interrupted her, "I recently opened a shop, on the other side of Liberty Road."

It was past 10 o'clock when I left the restaurant. Wei Chun was even more drunk than just now, and he staggered when he walked.

Hearing that Zuo Yunshan was going to be independent, Wei Chun was surprised, said congratulations, and raised the wine glass high in front of him. She said, so it's good to say to Fujiwei.

There was not a single figure on the stairs leading from the basement to the first floor. The drunk Wei Chun dragged his tall body and walked up with difficulty.

"Okay?" Zuo Yunshan asked with concern.

"Okay!" Wei Chun vaguely agreed.

However, she looked soft. Zuo Yunshan stepped forward and gently wrapped one arm around her waist. At this time, the mood is scared, not only may you be rejected, maybe you will be reprimanded by her, and then it will be over. A thin rope hanging from the sky was broken if it was not done well.

However, Wei Chun didn't say a word, nor did he push his hand away, and let him go up with his arms. It's not an outpouring of feelings. She stared ahead, as if a man's diligence should be, and her expression was calm and there was no chance to take advantage of it.

The stairs in the basement were empty, and I could have pretended to be slightly drunk, taking the opportunity to take care of her, holding her hand, pulling her arm, or a little casually, hugging her and kissing her on the lips. In fact, Zuo Yunshan already had this impulse, but he restrained it. He feared failure.

However, he is not without self-confidence. If Wei Chun didn't have the slightest motive like that, he wouldn't have invited him to a restaurant to eat, and he wouldn't have said that he hadn't had enough to drink, and then brought him here. She seemed to be waiting for something, too.

However, Zuo Yunshan knew nothing about the special profession of editing. Maybe she often drinks with men, and it's common for her to be guarded by men, and she doesn't care about that. However, if she did anything to her, she might suddenly laugh at him and throw him aside. Then the beautiful phantom of Fuji Wei disappeared.

His half-assertive self-confidence made him timid. And so, they tugged and pulled to the door of the hall. The janitor called a taxi waiting at the door.

Wei Chun got into the car first. She sat at one end of the seat with her feet pressed together.

Zuo Yunshan hesitated. Wei Chun stuck his head out of the car and said, "Send me." ”

Zuo Yunshan got into the car, and the janitor made a look and closed the door.

Wei Chun softly said "Yunhai Community" to the driver, and collapsed in the seat. As soon as the car jolted, she collapsed completely, her head lying back, her body slumped in her seat, her arms stretched out, and she muttered, "Drunk." ”

The car was driving fast, Wei Chun's body shook violently from side to side, and Zuo Yunshan resolutely grabbed one of her arms.

Wei Chun didn't squeak. Zuo Yunshan looked nervously, she was looking ahead, her body was still shaking. Under the headlights of the oncoming car on the opposite side, a contemptuous smile could be seen on her face.

Zuo Yunshan's heart was cold, thinking that it was a sneer, and hurriedly wanted to let go of her hand. At this moment, I only heard her say lazily:

"Zuo Yunshan, I want to ask you something."

Zuo Yunshan was inexplicable and did not answer.

"You said you were going to leave Qi Wen's beauty salon recently and build a beauty salon on Liberty Avenue by yourself?"

"yes..."

Her arm was still in his hand.

"Where did the money come from?"

The voice didn't seem interested.

Zuo Yunshan swallowed.

"I've saved up."

"Yo, save so much money? I didn't expect wow! However, it costs a lot to build over there, right? ”

"yes, I borrowed half of it from an acquaintance."

"Who? Ye Ya? The fat lady, right? ”

"No, no, how can I borrow it from her!"

"Really......" Wei Chun said softly and slowly, "Ah, I'm really drunk!" She covered her face with her other hand.

The place where the taxi is parked is a slightly sloping ramp with some old buildings left and the apartment is just around the corner of that street. It is a six-story building that looks like a medium-sized hotel.

"I'll go in first, and you'll come later." Wei Chun said to Zuo Yunshan after getting out of the car.

Escorting a drunk woman, according to etiquette, in front of the apartment door should be parted. Since the woman invites her, the man doesn't care so much.

It seems that the entrance is around the corner. She pointed over there and said:

"I'll go in from that side first, and you go in from this front. Hey, that's a parking lot, right? Inside there is an elevator on the left to the fourth floor, room 415. ”

"Room 415? Don't you meet people on the road? ”

"Just pretend you don't see someone when you meet someone."

After Wei Chun finished speaking, he left, and turned around the corner in a blink of an eye. He didn't look drunk at all.

Zuo Yunshan wanted to go up again after 10 minutes, so he approached the eaves of the front family and paced back and forth. It was nearly 11 o'clock.