Chapter 37: Shencheng
An Ziyan is the kind of parent that if An Zihan makes a mistake, An Zihan's breath is wrong.
In the evening, the three of them had dinner together. As soon as An Zihan picked up a piece of fried chicken, An Ziyan began to scold: "If something like this happens, are you still in the mood to eat?! I feel ashamed for you."
An Zihan immediately put the fried chicken back, as if it was a complete misunderstanding that he picked up the fried chicken just now.
Su Jinli originally wanted to eat it, but also put it back obediently.
"You eat yours." An Ziyan said to Su Jinli.
Su Jinli secretly glanced at An Zihan.
An Zihan's eyes indicated that he wanted Su Jinli to help him talk.
"Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Su Jinli asked with concern.
"Pretend to be pitiful, you have a game later, and I didn't hit you on the head." An Ziyan continued.
An Zihan: "..."
The incomprehensible style of these two people has really reached a state, and it is estimated that they will be very hard to find a partner in the future.
An Zihan gave up the struggle and got up directly: "You two, eat!"
As a result, after they left, they found that the two were sitting face to face and eating happily, and they didn't care whether he ate it or not.
When Su Jinli eats something, he has to say, "This is delicious."
"Well, I want you another one?"
"No, I'm going to keep my stomach and eat more."
"It's not enough, I'll give you some more."
An Zihan was too hungry, and the two of them were greedy for him, so he began to wander around the house, trying to find a way to disgust them both.
After rummaging through the boxes, An Zihan found candles, put them on the dining table, lit them, and closed the restaurant.
Is it disgusting for two gentlemen to eat candlelight dinner?
An Ziyan really looked disgusted and asked, "What are you doing with this thing for dinner? It's choking."
"It's pretty good too. In fact, this meat can be roasted again to make it more delicious." Su Jinli said with a piece of meat.
"Isn't charcoal fire usually used for barbecue?"
"I did this when I was on the mountain, you see." After Su Jinli finished speaking, he really started to barbecue with candles.
An added **** toy, placed in front of An Ziyan and Su Jinli, became a prop for barbecue.
An Zihan was already hungry, and when he smelled the barbecue, he thought it was too terrible.
"I don't think the two of you will find a partner in the future, and you don't understand the sentiment at all." An Zihan said suddenly, and "tsk tsk" twice by the way.
"After having three girlfriends, I feel like I know girls very well? Let me tell you, today's girls prefer to be good-looking, and if they are rich, the rest can be tolerated." An Ziyan answered in vain. An Zihan gave An Zihan a look, "I straighten my back and hunched my back all day long. I just played with my phone too much, so I can't sit up straight anymore, right?"
An Zihan rolled his eyes and suddenly regretted why he didn't go back to the training camp immediately after the matter was settled, and he had to stay here for the night!
Now An Ziyan doesn't think anything about him is pleasing to the eye. He can only ensure safety by shaking less in front of An Ziyan.
After Su Jinli and An Ziyan finished eating, Su Jinli asked tentatively, "Why don't you leave this to Zihan."
"You don't need to stay, he's fat even after drinking water. You haven't seen his first episode of the show, his face is swollen like a tumor has grown on his face." An Ziyan exaggerated, completely ignoring a group of fans who swiped the screen to say An Zi Handsome.
"But Zihan is not fat."
"The camera effect, in the camera, will appear to be about a quarter fatter than myself. The domestic aesthetic is still like this, one, it must be white, two, it must be thin, and three, it is like his triplets girlfriend. snake face."
An Zihan collapsed. Why did he talk about him again? He really didn't move and didn't say a word just now.
Fortunately, An Ziyan soon talked about the contract.
"I have already met with your company, and now I am dealing with the specific contract terms. They have basically agreed to our request, and a formal contract will be signed in the next two days. After that, you can also have your own small team, Do you have any ideas?"
"What's up with the team?"
An Ziyan told Su Jinli the people his team needed, and Su Jinli nodded: "Wait a minute."
He took out his mobile phone and was the first to send a message to Brother Hao.
Su Jinli: Brother Hao, can you drive?
Brother Hao: Yes, every time I drive by myself to deliver the goods, what's wrong?
Su Jinli: I will have a private driver in the future. Are you interested? If you are willing to come, I can negotiate a salary with them.
Brother Hao: Cheng, not only the driver, but also the bodyguard, I can work part-time, can I get double wages?
Su Jinli immediately raised his head and asked, "Can I find a driver and bodyguard that I know well?"
"Well, you can, but you can trust it. If you sell your news in the future, it will be very troublesome to sell it to fans." An Ziyan nodded and took a sip of water. This is not too difficult.
"I can trust my character, so can you give me more salary?"
"This is something that will be dealt with later in the contract. You can leave it to Hou Yong and Jiang Pingqiu. I don't handle such details."
He immediately replied to Brother Hao: I asked Hou Yong to contact you in the past few days, and he will help you win the salary.
Brother Hao: Yes, as long as the salary is suitable, I will go, and I will be in a good mood if I follow you, haha.
He sent another message to Xiaomi and asked: I am looking for my assistant, do I need to pay attention?
Xiaomi replied very quickly: When is it?
Su Jinli: The game is over.
Xiaomi: At that time, Sister You’s filming was almost finished. She was going abroad to cultivate for a while, to stay away from disputes and cultivate alone, so I was free. At that time, I will go to your team to hang up a part-time job and bring other assistants for you. I also have work experience.
Su Jinli: This is the best.
"Can the stylist find Teacher Bobo?" Su Jinli raised his head and asked An Ziyan.
An Zihan, who was originally holding the corpse, was suddenly excited and asked, "That dead GAY?"
"I think he is super good, and he can also do handicrafts."
"This is amazing? Looking for him will make your team drop in price in an instant. Who else are you going to look for?"
"A big brother I met a while ago wanted him to be my driver and bodyguard." Su Jinli answered honestly.
"What about work experience?" An Zihan continued to ask.
"I used to be a master installing mirrors."
"..." This is asking the porcelain workers to kill pigs, what the hell!
"Xiao Mi, she said she could be my part-time assistant for a while and help me bring new assistants." Su Jinli said again.
"Who is Xiaomi?"
"Sister You's assistant."
"Are you kidding me?" An Zihan was speechless. "We have trained so many people in our legendary family. You don't have to. What kind of weird people are you looking for? Did she find her as your assistant in your magical studio?"
"They are nice people."
"Are people good enough to eat?"
Su Jinli was instantly lost.
An Ziyan also followed his forehead, thought for a while and then said, "If you really want to use them, you can try first, I will send someone to talk, and then if it doesn't work, I will replace the person, and then I will passively leave, we can subsidize three monthly salary.”
"Well, okay." Su Jinli excitedly sent a text message again.
After An Ziyan finished eating, he glanced at the time and said, "I'm going back to the crew, what are you two going to do today?"
"I live next door, Su Jinli lives in this house." An Zihan replied, because An Ziyan was leaving, his excitement was beyond words, and people instantly became a few grades cute, "Be careful when you walk at night."
"Yeah." An Ziyan took the things and left directly. Su Jinli finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and moved his body a bit.
Two days later.
An Ziyan attended a charity gala and entered the scene as a special guest.
This charity gala was very grand. We invited popular entertainers from the entertainment industry. There were nearly 40 artists present today.
A charity party has almost become a red carpet show, and everyone is dressed up to attend.
An Ziyan is no exception.
An Ziyan got out of the car, flicked his watch, adjusted his expression, and walked into the arena with a smile on his face. There are flashes all around him, flashing constantly, he has been able to practice and doesn't care, so he is still indifferent.
Shortly after walking into the arena, he saw the person he least wanted to see—Shen Cheng.
Shen Cheng would definitely attend every charity gala, and would hardly be absent.
An Ziyan felt that Shen Cheng was a hypocritical person, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw him.
To his surprise, as soon as he entered the venue, Shen Cheng noticed him, and his eyes seemed to be directed at him from time to time.
He always felt that this was a conspiracy, and Shen Cheng only paid so much attention to him when he wanted to plot against him.
Just when An Ziyan wanted to contact Jiang Pingqiu and ask him to take more precautions, Shen Cheng actually came over and looked at him with a smile.
An Ziyan cursed inwardly: This old thief is coming today?
However, he still looked at Shen Cheng, and in front of the camera, he always performed perfectly enough.
"Has anyone touched your head?" Shen Cheng asked such a question bluntly, his voice was very low, if he wasn't beside them, no one could hear what they said.
"Huh?" An Ziyan felt inexplicable and almost couldn't control his expression.
"Just answer me."
An Ziyan looked at Shen Cheng, still smiling, then gritted his teeth, and answered in a way that even an expert in lip language couldn't tell, "Shen Cheng, are you **** sick?"
After saying a word, the smile has not changed, impeccable.
Shen Cheng raised his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, as if he had taken something from An Ziyan's side, and then said again, "You don't deserve to be blessed."
The expression was equally flawless.
What the **** is this?
A new way of cheating?
Invincible?
"Goodbye." After An Ziyan answered, he turned his head and left. He always felt that if he talked to the old thief Shen Cheng, he would suddenly develop a rash all over his body, which was extremely itchy.
In his heart, Shen Cheng was a toad-like existence, who didn't bite, but responded to others.
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The first time the little koi sent An Ziyan a blessing, it was mercilessly taken away by his brother.