Zhou Xiaotong finished watching the video on the follower's mobile phone, and bowed slightly, "This crow is good, it really deserves to be the master's bird." ”

Feng Jun turned a deaf ear and picked up his wine glass to touch Yuan Huapeng, but he didn't even bother to say "dry".

Yuan Huapeng poured two sips of beer, picked up his mobile phone and made a call, "Erping, let the monkey pick a few female artists, tell them, pay attention to the Weibo account 'Falling Flowers 18', and forward it......"

"Uh-huh, that's right, the bigger the better...... What, who is he? He's my boss!"

Yuan Huapeng put down his mobile phone, picked up a cigarette and lit it, and then smiled at Feng Jun, "Pay attention and forward first, don't talk about mixing big V, master, take a look at the person who forwarded, which one you like, I'll help you Zhang Luo." ”

This kind of pimping is not easy to say in front of outsiders, but the old man has made it clear, what is he afraid of?

But Zhou Xiaotong quit, she smiled coldly, "Big V, don't say that the certification is not ...... Thirty-one fans of the big V?"

She didn't know that more than half of these 31 fans were added recently - because of that video.

Yuan Huapeng glanced at her and didn't speak, but his eyes showed a thick disdain.

As long as you have money, how big is the big V? As for saying that there is no content...... How big of a deal is that? Find a team to do it.

Big V doesn't have to be rich, but rich can definitely be big.

There was another silence, some people smoked silently, some people drank silently, and the atmosphere was extremely eerie.

With a "ding" sound, Yuan Huapeng's mobile phone rang again, and he picked it up and took a look, "Oh no, master, the garrison in the northeast has received an order that there may be a snow disaster, and they must prepare for war with all their might...... Are you still going?"

Feng Jun sighed, "This...... I can't be the master. ”

"Going to the Northeast at this time?" Zhou Xiaotong raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jun curiously, "Someone is forcing you?"

Feng Jun glanced at her, shook his head, and spit out two words very dryly, "No!"

Zhou Xiaotong continued to eat skewers, drink wine, and drink tea slowly.

After a while, Feng Jun picked up his mobile phone and swiped it, wanting to see why his scarf fans had risen by more than half in a few days.

After opening the scarf, he was stunned, "Hey, more than a hundred fans?"

He looked through it and found that a female artist named Guo Bingying had followed him and reposted it.

She has more than 2 million followers, so she should be considered a small star.

However, the comment when she forwarded it was also a little speechless, "What a cute bird bird ......"

Hearing him say this, Zhou Xiaotong's attendant immediately refreshed Weibo and handed over the mobile phone again.

Zhou Xiaotong took a sip of the teacup and glanced at the screen, "More than 200 fans...... Hey, Guo Bingying is so famous?"

In her impression, Guo Bingying is just a third-rate star, who has debuted since she was about 20 years old, and is now almost 30 years old, and has made a lot of films, but she has never been popular.

The female attendant whispered, "It's that flower maniac, who has thousands of potted flowers at home and raises fish." ”

"She," Zhou Xiaotong nodded suddenly in realization, with a malicious smile on his face, "The one who went to Sichuan-Tibet?"

Her words have metaphors, pointing to certain things, don't look at her not caring about the entertainment industry, but many things she knows are not at all that ordinary people can understand.

The sun-tanning demon who went to Sichuan and Tibet, in her opinion, is a representative incident for Guo Bingying, but there are no rumors from the outside world.

Seeing the attendant nodding, Zhou Xiaotong sneered, "Is it worth being proud of being paid attention to by her? ”

"Hehe," Yuan Huapeng chuckled, raised his hand to serve the wine bottle, and didn't say much.

Feng Jun took two puffs of his cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, picked up his mobile phone, and said lightly, "Among the people who follow me...... There are too many disgusting people. ”

"You!" Zhou Xiaotong was enraged again, aren't you scolding Huai?

She sneered, "That's a rotten woman who is as good as she can do, aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Feng Jun swiped his phone slowly, "Huh, my appearance is not bad, and my figure is okay...... Lao Yuan, this woman has a bad reputation?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of how bad she is," Yuan Huapeng shook his head, "I haven't played for many years." ”

This forced pretend, I give ninety-nine points, Feng Jun secretly praised in his heart, he is worthy of being the second generation under the roots of the imperial city, and all kinds of stalks are very slippery.

He nodded and put the phone down, "Then please ask, how much can I make an appointment?"

It's a bit vindictive, but it's not quite, he's not known about the taste of meat for a long, long time.

Professional, he is definitely not interested, these part-time jobs, maybe worse, but...... Anyway, it's a star.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, Yuan Huapeng glanced at him, smiled and shook his head, "Alas, you have a problem with your heart......"

The corners of Zhou Xiaotong's mouth twitched, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all, slammed it on the table mat, stood up and left.

Yuan Huapeng was so happy to see this guy actually leave, to be honest, there were really not many times when he could see her deflated.

He chuckled, "Master, wait a minute, I'll call you and ask." ”

It's okay if he doesn't say this, but as soon as he said it, Zhou Xiaotong, who had just come down the steps, stopped.

She turned her head and smiled slightly, "Brother Peng, it's snowing here, it's a little cold, I plan to go to the south to live for a while." ”

"Oh?" Yuan Huapeng glanced at her, nodded slightly, and then waved his hand: Then you go, what do you tell me?

Zhou Xiaotong smiled again, smiling very brightly, although it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, but under the reflection of the snow, her charming smile was extremely clear, "I don't know where to go...... Do you think Ni is good?"

Yuan Huapeng was happily swiping his mobile phone, but when he heard this, his hand suddenly stopped in the air, "Ni?"

Zhou Xiaotong stood in the flying snowflakes, smiling like a flower, "Yes, Xi Ni." ”

Yuan Huapeng was silent, and it took a long time before he muttered softly, "Xiaotong, my old man pointed to the master to treat the disease, you know ......"

"I know," Zhou Xiaotong nodded with a smile, "I asked just now, but Brother Peng, you didn't answer me." ”

Yuan Huapeng took out a cigarette and lit it, and took several puffs before asking in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Zhou Xiaotong turned around and stepped on the snow again.

She came to Yuan Huapeng, looked at him condescendingly, and looked at him for a while before smiling slightly, "Brother Peng, I want to talk to the handsome master...... Chat alone for a while. ”

Yuan Huapeng looked at Feng Jun and then at her, his face full of struggle and hesitation.

"Okay, Old Yuan," Feng Jun looked a little unbearable, "or you go and rest, I'm not afraid of her...... Think about yesterday. ”

Yuan Huapeng immediately stood up and looked at Zhou Xiaotong and said coldly, "The master is related to the safety of my old man...... Don't me off. ”

His words may sound snobbish, but in fact, he is holding the name in his hands.

Zhou Xiaotong's face sank, "Brother Peng, you're joking, Master Feng is a martial arts master, what can I do with him?"

Just now, he was still smiling like a flower, and in a blink of an eye, he was as cold as frost, and with the switch of expressions, his temperament also changed, and he really judged the two of them.

Feng Jun also looked at it secretly, this face changing technique ...... In the capital, there are really many talents.

Yuan Huapeng thought for a while and glanced at Feng Jun, only to see that the master had a confident smile.

He stood up and left silently, saying only four words, "The cook stays." ”

Seeing this, the driver Xiao Wang also stood up and chased Yuan Huapeng away.

A smile appeared on Zhou Xiaotong's face, he was overwhelmed, can he be dismayed?

She sat down loudly and beckoned to the two henchmen, "You guys should sit down and eat too." ”

When the two heard this, they sat down and instructed the cook, "Re-roast, don't heat the cold one." ”

"I want it to be cold, it's hot," Feng Jun said lazily, "I like to eat back to the stove, it's strong enough." ”

The male attendant glanced at him, then at Zhou Xiaotong, and gave a questioning look: Do you want to turn your face?

His height and weight are about the same as Feng Jun, and he has also learned taekwondo, so he is not convinced by this so-called "martial arts master".

Zhou Xiaotong's head shook very slightly: The good hand that can be admired by Yuan Huapeng is not something that your three-legged cat kung fu can afford.

Feng Jun noticed that they exchanged glances, but he really didn't care, he gave you face yesterday, if you really don't know what to do, then don't blame me for being polite.

He picked up his phone and swiped it to search for "nearby cameras."

Fortunately, the nearest camera is eighty meters away from here, plus it is night vision, it will definitely not be very clear.

Zhou Xiaotong didn't speak, and several people drank silently and ate skewers.

Feng Jun likes to enjoy the snow, prefers to talk around the fireplace in the snow, and even drinks here alone, he will enjoy it very much.

But there are three more inexplicable guys around him, and he is also a little uncomfortable, especially since all of them don't speak.

The atmosphere is so oppressive, like this hazy sky.

After drinking the beer in his glass, he raised his hand to touch his handbag, intending to pay and leave.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaotong suddenly spoke up, "Yesterday's incident, I'm sorry." ”

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Feng Jun opened his handbag and spoke lazily, his face was very calm, "Since I walked into a stranger's booth, I must have a sense ......of risk, if someone calculates, I deserve it."

"Isn't there such a TV? Don't Talk to Strangers. ”

"Okay, Master Feng," Zhou Xiaotong stretched out his hand and pressed his hand holding the money.

Her little hands were delicate and cold, unusually fair, and under the reflection of the snow, the blue veins on the back of her hands could be faintly seen, "Don't you want us to see how much you drink?

"Then you should talk," Feng Jun said lazily, "I don't have anything to do, I'm just bored." ”

Zhou Xiaotong withdrew her hand, she was a little annoyed, and finally broke the silence by herself, "What did Yuan Huapeng say to you?"

Feng Jun paused for a moment before speaking in a deep voice, "Endocrine disorders, or...... Autonomic disorders?"