Chapter 346: The Real World (22)

The big pot rice in the countryside is very distinctive, killing pigs and sheep, everyone gathers, toasts and drinks, shares delicacies, and is very lively.

Because of following Chen Shuang, the position of sitting naturally has some advantages, and the asphalt road for dozens of miles is not for fun.

I heard that the president of the imperial capital was coming, and the people in the village, regardless of men, women and children, surrounded the table with no water, and they were all vying to toast Chen Shuang.

Wen Cha sat beside him and inevitably had some ripples, she glanced at Chen Shuang, who was full of cold air, and quietly took chopsticks and held the bowl to find Zhang Yiwen and them.

Chen Shuang caught a glimpse of her movements and didn't stop him, but his face was very unsightly, how dare the overseers accompanying him let him come out to socialize, they took the villagers' wine one after another and tore everyone away.

Chen Shuang didn't speak, and her gloomy face made others dare not make another move, for fear that the big boss would withdraw the donation and go home.

The village chief roughly figured out the temper of the boss, quickly coaxed the people away, and smiled with the overseers on the side to push the cup and change the lamp, and the atmosphere was not bad.

The dishes on the table barely moved, and Chen Shuang's eyes swept over the noisy villagers and landed on the last warm tea.

At that time, Wen Cha sat next to Zhang Yiwen and gnawed on chicken legs, a pair of hands to peel onion roots, white and slender, very eye-catching, with her mouth full of oil, she did not lose her share at all.

Zhang Yiwen found some of the things she likes to eat on weekdays and pushed them in front of her, "This is the braised pork made by the village itself, supplemented by green beans is delicious, you can try it." ”

"Okay." Wen Cha did not shirk, and after gnawing on the chicken thighs, he ate a bowl of rice with braised pork and other dishes, and he was not restrained at all, without the slightest idol baggage.

Lin An'an on the side sneered, "Didn't you go to another table before?" Are you willing to come back now? Or do you finally know how many pounds and taels you have? ”

Her words were very unkind and aggressive, and the people at the same table were all members of the crew, and after hearing the words, they couldn't help frowning, and secretly scolded Lin Anan for having no brains.

Lin Anan couldn't catch the brainwaves of these people, and stared at Wen Cha sarcastically, with disdain in his eyes.

These days, Wen Cha pretends to be a good person there, and he is not a person inside and out, and he thinks that he is really modified.

Regarding Lin An'an's viciousness, Wen Cha smiled back: "Instead of chewing with me here, Miss Lin should think more about herself, compared to people like me, Miss Lin is probably even more precarious, after all, you don't even have a chance to get close."

As soon as these words came out, Lin An'an's complexion suddenly changed, others didn't know the meaning of warm tea, didn't she know?

She laughed at Wen Cha for sticking it upside down, but Wen Cha said that no one wanted her upside down sticker, this slut!

The chopsticks in Lin Anan's hand trembled, and the lively dinner table instantly fell into a cold, and the rest of the people who ate knew that the two had a grudge, but they didn't expect to do it in such a public.

She leaned into Wen Cha's ear and said coldly, "Don't go too far!"

"It's Miss Lin who is too much," Wen Cha looked back and chuckled: "It's already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, so Miss Lin should cherish herself even more."

"You!" Lin Anan dropped his chopsticks and stretched out his hand to fight with Wen Cha.

"That, An An," the director sitting in the main seat was the first to react, stretched out his hand and pressed Lin An'an's shoulder, and said: "This is not the place for you to lose your temper, hurry up and eat."

The temporary gold lord spoke, and no matter how angry Lin Anan was, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"It's okay, it's a long time coming."

She smiled coldly at Wen Cha, and all the grudges were hidden in her eyes.

Wen Cha didn't look at her, "I hope Miss Lin still has a long way to go." ”

Lin Anan gritted his teeth angrily: "You!"

"An An," the director was faintly impatient with her bad temper, "eat, don't let me say it a second time." ”

Lin Anan glanced back at the director's warning gaze, held back the anger in his heart, and picked up the chopsticks again before stopping.

Zhang Yiwen on the side quietly gave Wen Cha a thumbs up, Wen Cha shook his head and didn't speak again.

After eating, Su An came over and pulled her aside, "What happened just now?" ”

Wen Cha brought it lightly, and Su An's expression was still corrupted: "That brain-dead, you have to play yourself to death."

Wen Cha was noncommittal, and Su An comforted her a few more words: "During the show, don't move her for the time being, and when the show is over, there will be a chance to clean her up."

"Hmm."

After talking about Lin An'an's, Su An saw something, and raised his orchid finger to approach her: "Mr. Chen came over in the afternoon, what did you all say?"

Wen Cha pushed his head away, "I didn't say anything, don't be so gossipy." ”

"I'm gossiping there," Su An pouted: "As soon as people come, they will look for you and bring you with them, if you don't have JQ, don't talk about other people, I just don't believe it."

"Don't believe it." Wen Cha rolled his eyes, ignored him, turned around and walked back.

Su An hurriedly followed, "When you were in the imperial capital, Mr. Chen was going to pick you up every once in a while and bring you food, what is your relationship?" ”

Wen Cha saw that he looked serious, and replied in a more serious tone than him: "Anyway, it's not the relationship you imagined."

"Not the relationship I imagined?" Su An blinked and teased, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Wen Cha turned her head to stare into his eyes, "Our relationship is simply the relationship between the employer and the employed. ”

Employer vs. Employed?

What does it matter?

Isn't that what it is......

Su An suddenly felt that his three views were shattered, he hurriedly grabbed Wen Cha's shoulder, dragged her to the corner, and said righteously: "Wen Cha, when I signed the contract before, I told you that I am your agent, no matter what happens, you must communicate with me first, even if it is pornography, gambling and drugs, you can't hide it from me, do you remember?"

"Hmm."

"Then you should also know that I hate to take improper shortcuts, no matter what the reason is, this is my bottom line, and my people can't cross the bottom line, do you remember?"

"......" warm tea: "...... What are you talking about? ”

Su An saw that she was still pretending to be stupid, and she didn't play word games with her anymore: "You don't have to pretend to me, I already know about you and Mr. Chen."

Seeing his serious and disappointed appearance, Wen Cha couldn't help but laugh: "What do you know?" What's the matter with us? ”

"Isn't it just ......" unspoken rules?

Warm tea: "...... Who told you about the unspoken rules? ”

Su An: "I can see the ...... myself"

Wen Cha: "......" Your eyes are so good.

Su An: "If it's not what I thought, what would it be?"

Wen Cha pushed his hand away, and explained the relationship between the Chen family, the little short legs, and her with a special headache.

Su An's expression changed from serious to surprised, and then from surprise to shock, and finally stayed in the supreme realm of "you tease me".

After Wen Cha finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "That's probably it."