Duke: …
Is it really good for you to hold hands in front of me like this
Fortunately, there is no one around! It would be great if anyone!
Du Jing used his years of experience as an agent to scan the surrounding area with radar. Except for the younger brother who was with Shen Qi, who was looking at them with an incredible look, no one else could see it.
Du Jing tried to block the hands they were clasping, and clenched his neck: "Cough, what, in public."
Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and gave him a cool look: "What?"
Isn't it just a normal meal
"Cough, just..." Before Du Jing finished speaking, he was interrupted again by Fu Mingyuan.
"It's just a meal, what are you thinking about?"
Duke: …
Nima, you two hold hands! what can i think! ! !
I shut up!
Shen Qi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. After laughing, he pinched Fu Mingyuan's fingers. His hands were rougher than his own, and his phalanges were larger than his own.
"Mr. Du is right, in public, I'm not right." Shen Qi loosed his hand, tilted his head to look at Fu Mingyuan, and added: "That's not it, I see someone touched his hand just now, I'll disinfect it. ?"
"If this is not a public place, I have other disinfection methods."
Duke: …
I choose to shut up and you two continue.
He got up angrily, and then sat down opposite Lu Tun.
The stunned Lu Tun: …
"Then...that...you are Brother Fu's agent." Lu Tun scratched his head.
The relationship between idols and male gods seems to be very good.
Then his new signature is not expected.
Du Jing hummed, nodded with an expression of a long way to go, and then began to lower his head and fiddle with his mobile phone.
Lu Tun hesitated, and finally, he only dared to ask Shen Qi on WeChat.
On the other side, Shen Qi chose a few dishes with a lighter taste.
"If you mind, I'll try to keep my distance in the future."
"But, as a public figure, these touches are hard to avoid."
Fu Mingyuan explained aloud that it was just an accident just now.
He is a public figure, and such accidents are not rare.
Although most fans are very self-disciplined, it is inevitable that there will be someone like the waiter just now, trying to use the convenience of his position to approach him and make some unreasonable demands.
For example, asking him to sign on his arm, or directly on the skin.
This is a very out-of-bounds behavior, and it even violates employee work regulations.
When Fu Mingyuan touched him with that person's finger, he felt conflicted, but because of the good self-discipline of a star, plus the fact that he had met the fanatical fans who rushed to the stage to hug him, he endured it. Living.
But when the other party made a request, he still refused.
He can help him sign the paper, anywhere else, no.
Shen Qi said "ah": "Brother..."
"You know, I'm not angry."
Hearing this, Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and face, and unconsciously rubbed his fingers holding the pen.
"Why are you so serious, brother."
He propped his chin to look at Fu Mingyuan. This man's profile was perfect, with a straight nose, thin lips, and angular contours.
Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips unconsciously and licked his lower lip.
"Sorry, I'm not..."
"I just wanted to say that I will try to prevent this from happening in the future."
"I'm just explaining."
For a moment, he was a little afraid that Shen Qi would dislike his old-fashionedness.
Shen Qi held back a smile: "Well, I know, I'm not angry, I'm just a little sour."
"Brother, you know, it's sour."
"It tastes like vinegar."
"It's still old vinegar."
Fu Mingyuan's brows frowned slightly, and he was silent for a while before speaking: "I know."
"I just drank too."
After he finished speaking, Shen Qi tugged at the corner of his clothes and lowered his head to observe the clothes for a while.
Shen Qi chuckled lightly: "Both hands touched his head, what should I do?"
He leaned over and whispered, "You know, the human body can automatically secrete a sterilizable liquid."
"If this happens again in the future, I'd love to try this disinfection method."
"Brother, if you want to try it, I don't mind."
Fu Mingyuan reflected for a while, and his ears suddenly turned red.
Shen Qi laughed even more.
After laughing, he pointed to the position of his collar: "Would you like to sign me here?"
Fu Mingyuan followed his line of sight to see that the low collar that the boy was wearing today was pulled so gently by him, revealing his collarbone.
Fu Mingyuan's brows furrowed even more.
The lighting in this restaurant is too ambiguous.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice.
Pick up the pen.
"Is it cold?" Leaning forward slightly, Fu Mingyuan's figure covered Shen Qi's figure, and a slightly cool little thumb rubbed against Shen Qi's collarbone.
a little skinny.
is warm.
Shen Qi tilted his head back so that he could sign for himself.
Supporting the chair with one hand, one hand on the other's back.
A little breath was sprayed on the neck, and the clear fragrance of the perfume penetrated into the tip of the nose.
Shen Qi tapped his teeth on the tip of his tongue, his arms were a little numb, and the hand he was holding onto fell on the back of the other's chair.
He whispered in a voice: "Brother, sign your name, do you want to get so close?"
"Did you do it on purpose?"
Fu Mingyuan's pen stopped, and it took him so long to write a Fu character.
Lips are a little dry.
"No, it's not easy to write on the collar."
Well, the first time I signed this kind of place, the business is not very skilled.
"Ah, okay." Shen Qi smiled, his chest vibrated slightly: "Write more carefully, brother, this is a... chapter."
Stamped with Fu Mingyuan's name.
Tsk, I regret it a little, why didn't I let him sign the position of my heart.
"Mom... Fu Mingyuan is a good person." Lu Tun looked at the two signing with envy in such a gesture.
Du Jing, who was sitting opposite him and facing the two of them, rolled his eyes inwardly. Yes, he was very good before meeting Shen Qi.
Hehe, now.
He stopped talking.
Du Jing bowed his head and ate his own food.
"Sir, this is the meal you ordered." The waiter just now pushed the meal over again.
Seeing the current posture of the two, the smile on their faces stagnated for a moment, and then they smiled again.
Fu Mingyuan just finished writing the last word, returned to his original sitting position, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, and nodded in response to the waiter.
"Thank you."
After the waiter helped set the plate and the main food, he should have left, but his eyes kept on Shen Qi's collar, and those words were really eye-catching.
"Fu Yingdi, can you sign a name for me too?" The waiter lowered his head and smiled shyly: "Sign it on my sleeve, okay?"
"That shouldn't be too much, right?"
Before Fu Mingyuan could react, Shen Qi lowered his head and took a sip of soup, then raised his head and glanced at him.
I didn't sit very close just now, I didn't see it clearly, but now I can see it clearly, this service has grown white and tender, very delicate.
"Are you allowed to ask customers for autographs during working hours?" Shen Qi raised his eyebrows.
"I... I didn't ask you to." The waiter bit his lower lip and looked like he was about to cry.
"No, brother, aren't you interrupting our meal?"
Fu Mingyuan's hand under the table shook Shen Qi's hand and quickly released it.
"I'm sorry, I've said before that I won't sign on your body. If you want to sign, I can sign it on the paper for you."
"But now I want to dine here with my friends as a regular customer, is that okay?"
Although he used a questioning sentence, the tone of his speech was slightly serious.
Shen Qi moved his fingers.
The waiter looked like he was about to cry: "The outside world said that Fu Yingdi is very fond of fans, why can't I do such a little request? I just want an autograph... "
"It's obvious that you signed him too, and I'm also your fan. Can you still treat him differently?"
Shen Qi was a little irritable. Although there was heating in the restaurant, the weather was still a little cold, and things would get cold soon after they arrived.
The waiter was crying and chirping, and there were other guests outside, so it wasn't good to see the impact.
"Brother, why are you kidnapping morally?" Shen Qi licked the corner of his lower lip, looking up with an impatient smile on his face.
"Did someone stipulate that he should sign your autograph? Or did someone stipulate that a star can't refuse?"
"I'm not saying it... Your restaurant's rules are really bad... "
"I... I didn't ask you!" The waiter blushed.
"Yeah." Shen Qi nodded: "But, ask him if his is mine."
"I really want to call your boss now."
"The restaurant is opened in a place with a lot of celebrity traffic, why the waiter training has not been done properly."
After Shen Qi finished speaking, he heard Fu Mingyuan laugh next to him.
The laughter was light.
He turned his head and saw a smile on the man's originally serious face, looking at himself with an inexplicably soft gaze.
Fu Mingyuan took off his glasses and kneaded the bridge of his nose. He was not short-sighted, and it was just a request from the makeup artist.
"I am the owner of this restaurant."
"Sorry, it was my training that wasn't in place."
The waiter was shocked.
Shen Qi snorted, not too surprised.
In fact, there has always been news about Fu Mingyuan's identity on the Internet.
He hadn't paid much attention to it before, so he deliberately searched the other party's Baidu Encyclopedia last night.
He began to fiddle with Fu Mingyuan's glasses.
Fu Mingyuan nodded to the waiter again: "I'm sorry, but your manager will communicate with you about specific matters."
He lowered his head and sent a text message to the manager explaining the situation.
That's what it means to fire someone.
The waiter was really panicked now, he just saw Fu Mingyuan himself suddenly lost his mind.
He has been a fan of Fu Mingyuan for five years. He used to dream of seeing him, so he worked here.
The salaries here are good, and the customers you meet are all high-level, and there are few unreasonable bullying and bullying of the waiters.
You might even meet a star.
He just wanted Fu Mingyuan to sign his own body. He was willing not to wash his signature all the time, but it wouldn't work, he would have to fire himself...
He suddenly felt a little unfair.
Holding a glass of water with trembling hands, he wanted to pour it on Fu Mingyuan.
The water is still hot.
Luckily it wasn't hot.
This was the first feeling Shen Qi felt after being baptized by this glass of water.
Tsk, this is the first time someone has splashed water, not to mention, it's pretty good, a little over the top.