The bodyguards have been with An Wen for many years. She has always been very generous and never treated them harshly. She handles interpersonal relationships very well. Everyone looks at her like a daughter.
Hearing what she said, the bodyguards applauded and slapped the table.
Jiang Shiyu also clapped her hands very appreciatively. Song Jia kicked her table, and Jiang Shiyu regained consciousness.
"Wenwen..." Jiang Shiyu got up and went to pull An Wen.
As a result, An Wen grabbed her and said, "The first program of the party, Assistant Xiao Jiang will perform the song "In That Far Away"."
Jiang Shiyu shook her hand and said, "I don't sing, I don't know how."
"Last time you posted 3 times in a row on karaoke software, I saw them all, 3 s." An Wen broke the stage.
The bodyguards booed immediately, and even the shop owner applauded.
Jiang Shiyu couldn't get off the tiger, and she sang along with the original singer. There was constant applause after the first song, and then she sang the second song, and the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger.
An Wen sat back and poured all the meat from Jiang Shiyu's plate onto her own plate.
Jiang Shiyu made a good start, and everyone went to show their talents one after another.
A strong bodyguard sang a love song intoxicated while writhing, completely out of tune. Everyone lowered their heads to eat, only the shop owner was fascinated by it.
In the end, there are two extremes. Some people only know how to eat, and some people, such as Jiang Shiyu, are completely wheat bullies and occupy the microphone.
An Wen is different from them, she eats and sings for a while, coming round after round.
The atmosphere in the store was good, and the owner of the store sang a song.
At the back, some customers came, and they sang songs because of the atmosphere in the store.
Someone was filming the video.
An Wen put on a hat to conceal her identity, but someone still came to ask her.
"Are you An Wen?"
"People always say that I look like An Wen, but I'm not. She looks better than me." An Wen replied.
The other party was not very sure, so he believed it after hearing what she said.
Jiang Shiyu was in a good mood, secretly drank, and when she got drunk, she hugged An Wen and cried: "Wenwen, I will never find a boyfriend."
"Why do you say that, Xiao Jiang, you are so much loved..." An Wen's voice became smaller and smaller.
Jiang Shiyu's legs were spread apart, one hand was placed on the edge of the table, her sitting posture was very domineering.
"Now I can carry a 100-jin bag of rice, I can open a beer bottle with my teeth, and break an apple in half with my bare hands... I'm so good, why don't I have a boyfriend yet?" Steaks go down hard.
"Do you want a boyfriend?" An Wen asked.
Jiang Shiyu nodded and howled: "My friends and children are all soy sauced, I want to fall in love, sweet love..."
"Wait." My little assistant must pamper her.
An Wen tied her hair up and put on a sweater hat. She was wearing a black sweater and denim straight-leg pants tonight. With her hair hidden in the hat, she really looked like a boy from behind.
An Wen stood up, put her hands in her trouser pockets, raised her head, and took two steps.
I feel that I need to be dragged more and more.
"Xiao Jiang, come to your boyfriend." An Wen stood where she was and said coolly.
Jiang Shiyu ran over with small steps, hugged An Wen's hand, and shouted happily: "I have a boyfriend... oh oh..."
An Wen has been raising her head in a lonely and uninhibited posture, immersing herself in the role.
On the way back to the hotel, An Wen and Jiang Shiyu walked like a big brother and a big brother and a woman, walking very coolly.
Song Jia: Manager Xia Jin, it's time for us to have a good chat.
The overfed bodyguards touched their chubby bellies and followed behind An Wen and the two with satisfied faces.
If you follow the right person, you gain 5 pounds a year, and you can't stop it even if you keep exercising.