Before Jiang Ying could refute Lin Chiang's bizarre point of view, the phone vibrated. After reading the text message, he looked up in the direction of Chen Zhan, who nodded slightly at her.
Jiang Yingfu whispered in Lin Chiang's ear: "Chen Zhan wants me to introduce him to the owner of the winery."
Lin Chiang raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "It is estimated that he is trying to make a spokesperson."
Jiang Ying thought of one thing: "I heard that a few stars also have intentions. I'm afraid the competition this time is not small."
Lin Chiang's face returned to his usual icy coldness: "You just have to match up, whether it can be done depends on his own ability."
The reception was coming to an end. I wonder if it was threatened by the real or fake Li Kui, Pei Yinqiu left very early.
Everyone at the scene was presented with a bottle of wine, and Chen Zhan asked Yin Ronglan to keep it on his behalf, and took the initiative to walk to Jiang Ying's side.
Jiang Ying simply said: "The owner of the winery is surnamed Wei, and the couple share the same surname."
Chen Zhan nodded, indicating that it was clear.
Jiang Ying poured a glass of wine, and as she walked past, her eyes met a well-dressed lady at another table, and greeted with a smile, "Mrs. Wei."
The woman smiled even more cheerfully when she saw her: "The new play is very nice."
Jiang Ying said politely, and naturally began to introduce Chen Zhan: "This is my fiancé's friend."
The farce of the two was a sensation on the Internet, and they simply used Lin Chiang as a cover.
Chen Zhan nodded and said, "Hello."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly resumed her smile: "Hello."
Although I don't pay much attention to gossip, last year's late-night secret meeting of the three of them was on the headlines every day. Now that Chen Zhan and Jiang Ying are getting along fairly harmoniously, there are a lot of questions and speculations.
Guessing is guessing, but not a word came out of his mouth. As for the purpose of her introduction to Chen Zhanlai, they knew each other well.
The woman's eyes moved slightly, and she didn't immediately make any guarantees, but she didn't refuse, she just said, "Can Mr. Chen leave a business card? Maybe there will be cooperation in the later stage."
Chen Zhan said with a smile: "My honor."
After a few simple conversations, he left without any hesitation.
This made the hostess of the winery take a high look.
After walking a little further, Jiang Yingcai said lightly: "It will be at least half a month before the spokesperson is confirmed."
The implication is that he still needs to increase his popularity in order to have a certain chance of winning.
After he finished speaking, he stepped on high boots and walked quickly towards Lin Chiang.
The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors was huge, and when the door was opened, Chen Zhan couldn't help shivering.
Yin Ronglan stood under a big tree, looking at the branches with his hands in his pockets, and could not see the slightest coldness.
Chen Zhan walked over and looked down at his empty hands.
Yin Ronglan knew what he was looking for, and laughed and said, "Put it in the car."
Chen Zhan suddenly remembered: "Can you drive?"
Yin Ronglan: "I didn't drink it on purpose."
After getting in the car, Chen Zhan's tone was a little regretful: "It's a mistake."
There is clearly a price job ahead of him.
Then he looked out the window: "Many of the guests must have been drinking."
Yin Ronglan smiled and said, "Usually when you come to a reception, you will bring a special driver."
Reassured by his words, Chen Zhan began to chat about the topic of spokespersons.
In some respects Yin Ronglan and Jiang Ying have different views: "Maintain the status quo, and you can still win."
Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "So optimistic?"
Yin Ronglan said slowly after backing up the car: "Everyone has a different taste for wine. From what I know about Wei Jian'an, after the product is put into the market, he will first collect customer feedback, and then carry out overwhelming publicity."
Chen Zhan thought thoughtfully: "So the cost of publicity will be reduced in the early stage."
Yin Ronglan nodded: "Celebrities are not cheap. For you, getting a two-month endorsement is not a problem."
Most of the day went by in a flash. After arriving home, Chen Zhan cooked a bowl of noodles, added two green vegetables on top, and started writing as soon as possible—
Friends always get to know each other.
In the last safari incident, he explained that because he lived in a bungalow, he was afraid of being looked down upon.
I chose to forgive easily.
At this time, I didn't know that in order to justify the claim of poverty, he asked his subordinates to buy a bungalow that was uninhabited for a long time.
As the months passed, the seasons changed.
When I went out and encountered heavy rain, I found that this place was very close to the new home address he provided, so I bought some fruit and prepared to go there to shelter from the rain and chat by the way.
The walls are mottled, the eaves are broken, and almost no one lives there.
In the light rain, I made a call and said that I was around his house.
Yin Ba's voice hesitated for a moment: "I'm outside, I'll go back now."
I stared blankly at the row of small bungalows in front of me: "Are you sure there are still people living here?"
"It's a little old, but..."
I sneered: "It has nothing to do with the dilapidation. The word 'demolition' is written in red on the wall."
"… "
"The last time I said it was low self-esteem, you lied about living in a safari park. What about this time?"
The voice of who he was talking to was vaguely heard on the other end of the phone, but unfortunately it was not clear.
After a long while, I heard him speak again: "I was notified a few days ago that the demolition is going to be carried out, and the money has not yet been received."
I frowned. "Where do you live now?"
"A small hotel," his voice was slightly hoarse: "cold and damp."
After speaking, he coughed a few times: "Can you take me in for a week?"
…
Many things do not feel anything at the time, when it becomes a memory, you can feel kindness and warmth from it.
Chen Zhan's update time is fairly fixed, and Yin Ronglan has developed the habit of reading articles after returning from the company.
Readers in the comment area will grasp the key points:
[Rainbow fluttering: It's a real friendship to go shopping for fruit on a rainy day. I can have another 100 chapters for this kind of warm daily life!]
[Maria's Hair: A Thousand Chapters!]
A building was quickly built under this comment, and many people responded with '+1'.
Yin Ronglan thought for a while, and silently replied with a '+1'.
Not long after I commented on Lou, my phone suddenly vibrated in my palm.
Yin Ronglan chose to answer because he felt guilty for a few seconds.
When Chen Zhan called, he seldom asked what he was doing. In most cases, he opened the chapter with a question: "The weather forecast says there will be light snow at night, so make an appointment for a hot pot?"
Snow is falling at night, and there is indeed a hot pot atmosphere.
Yin Ronglan naturally responded and mentioned in the chat that he had just watched the update of the male god.
Chen Zhan was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Unfortunately, you were still clever but you were mistaken by wisdom in the end."
Because of a phone call, the memories surged.
Seeing that there were still two hours before the dinner appointment, I simply explained the follow-up—
I made a special trip and found the hotel in a dilapidated alley.
It is small and old, and the bed board exudes a faint sour smell when the wood is wet.
Living here is definitely not good for your health.
"Cold is just a small problem," Yin Ba said with a strong smile: "I can hold on."
There is only one bed in my house. Considering that he is quite polite, he will definitely choose to live on the sofa at that time.
At that time, I had just started my business, and my wallet was not allowed to be presumptuous. After thinking about it, I gritted my teeth and booked a hotel room.
A very ordinary chain hotel with convenient transportation. The only downside is that it's a bit noisy at night because it's on the side of the road.
But compared to the small hotel he stayed in before, it was a world of difference.
"Just live in peace."
It’s not good to eat takeout when I have a cold, so I will send some green vegetable porridge every day.
I didn't expect that I would check in on time, Yin Ba had to stay at the hotel.
Occasionally want to eat spicy food, but worry about revealing the filling, so I am fed with bland food three times a day.
He sleeps very lightly and often suffers from insomnia. He can't sleep at night when he hears the sound of the roadside.
One to two to go, really tossing sick.
When I brought the meal again, Yin Ba was lying on the bed, his eyes lost their luster.
"What's wrong?" I put down the lunch box and asked eagerly, "Headache?"
Yin Ba shook his head.
"Sore throat?"
Yin Ba shook his head.
"Where is it uncomfortable?"
Yin Ba stretched out a slightly thinner arm than before, grabbed my wrist, and murmured, "I'm wronged... I'm wronged."
At this point, Chen Zhan couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.
He couldn't live in a big house, couldn't eat delicious food, and even had to squeeze the bus to go to the company every day because he was afraid of being discovered... Now that I think about it, it really makes him wrong.
When the two got together to eat hot pot in the evening, Chen Zhan deliberately put two pieces of tripe into each other's bowl: "Eat more."
Meeting his playful 'love' eyes, Yin Ronglan smiled bitterly: "Eating an egg at that time was a luxury for me."
Chen Zhan coughed and made a speech based on the tense economic conditions at the time.
While saying that, he helped him with two more pieces of meat with a sign of compensation: "Why don't you privately ask someone to bring something to steal to eat?"
Yin Ronglan shook his head: "You brought a lot of food, and you were just full after eating. When you have another appetite, you will bring the next meal."
Chen Zhan smiled: "You can eat less."
Yin Ronglan glanced at him.
Chen Zhan remembered that whenever the other party ate less, he was worried that his condition would worsen, and repeatedly asked to take someone to the hospital for examination.
Thinking of Yin Ronglan's original sins, his writing has become gentler when updating the male gods recently.
[Rainbow fluttering: The price of a hotel for a week is not cheap, so moving!]
[Give me a little donkey: I will deliver three meals a day, really a good brother with sincerity.]
…
As for the other book, the actress still continued the previous style, and during the period, she made another hot search. In sharp contrast, the sense of happiness is even more surging.
Yin Ronglan rarely read comments in the past, but now he finds pleasure in it. For the first time, I understand why so many people like to show their affection on social platforms... It's one thing to know your feelings well, and it's another to be praised by others.
Many readers are like cute diggers who can pull out sugar even from glass scum. Some details that they did not pay attention to, they can also notice it for the first time.
One day, seeing the app prompt that there was an update, Yin Ronglan read the warm chapter as usual, and continued to read the comments.
[Rainbow fluttering: I'm tired of it, let's replace it.]
The reader nicknamed him has an impression, and a week ago he said that he could have another hundred chapters of warm daily life.
Look back at the comments -
[Acacia Bean: Is it good to change it into a unit drama? The author went to make some new friends.]
[Flying trash can: support! The domineering president has finished collecting stamps, and he wants to be gentle brother next.]
[hytt: To cast ten deep waters, you must enter the black and sullen stocks!]
The author has something to say: Yin Ronglan: Isn't the sand sculpture tyrant always fragrant? Why are they climbing walls!
Chen Zhan's face doesn't matter: I'm tired of it.