"Mr. Yan, would you like to have a meal together at noon?" Yan Jiang agreed to play the leading role in her MV. Du Xueyan wanted to get to know him better, and eating was the best opportunity to get to know each other better.
Yan Jiang raised his head, stared at Du Xueyan, and said, "Okay.""
Du Xueyan invited Yan Jiang to eat at a western restaurant. Although Du Xueyan is a singer, she is not inferior to actresses in managing her figure, and eats very little. Yan Jiang could eat, and ate all the food on his plate.
Seeing this, Du Xueyan was a little surprised, Yan Jiang is an actor, if he is fat, it will affect the camera. They are all entertainers, Du Xueyan asked Yan Jiang frankly: "Mr. Yan is not afraid of gaining weight?"
Yan Jiang gave Du Xueyan an evil smile, and he said to himself: "There is no filming, and it doesn't matter if you are fat."
Only then did Du Xueyan remember that although the person in front of her was very popular and popular, he had only taken one role. For so many years, he has relied on this face to do business.
Yan Jiang also said: "Actually, I don't gain weight." Yan Jiang suffered from malnutrition when he was a child, and his body has always been thin. Even though he eats a lot now, he doesn't gain much weight.
When Du Xueyan heard this, she was envious and jealous.
After dinner, the two parted ways in the restaurant. Yan Jiang returned to his car and said to his assistant, "Go to Xingyue Piano Store." When he arrived at the piano store, Yan Jiang picked out an antique high-end violin for Song Ci, and spent more than 70,000 yuan.
After buying the piano, Yan Jiang called Song Ci, "I'll come to your house for dinner tonight."
Song Ci: "Yes."
After finishing the call with Yan Jiang, Song Ci called Han Zhan again.
Han Zhan was having a video conference with a German partner, and the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated. Han Zhan guessed that it was Song Ci, and hurriedly said to the partner in German to wait a moment.
The other party stopped and waited patiently.
Han Zhan hung up Song Ci's phone and replied a text message before continuing the meeting. As soon as the video conference was over, Han Zhan hurriedly called Song Ci back.
"Brother Han finished the meeting?" Song Ci answered the phone as soon as it rang.
"Yeah." Thinking of Song Ci calling out to his brother last night, Han Zhan subconsciously opened the thermos and took a sip of warm tea. The more you drink, the hotter your chest gets.
Song Ci said to Han Zhan on the phone: "Yan Jiang is coming to our house for dinner tonight, is it convenient for Brother Han to go home for dinner?" Yan Jiang is Song Ci's best friend, and Song Ci wants to introduce Han Zhan to his friends .
The phrase 'our family' pleased Han Zhan. Han Zhan looked at his watch and said, "What dishes do I need to bring? I'm off work now, so I'll bring them back by the way." It's not that work is really free, but mainly because Song Ci's cooking skills are not suitable for entertaining friends. Han Zhan only I can go back and cook.
Song Ci smiled, and she said, "Okay, then when you come back, how about bringing a bottle of coconut juice, Yan Jiang likes to drink that. Bring another pig's trotter, a bigger one."
Han Zhan's ears moved slightly, and he asked Song Ci, "Pig trotters?"
Song Ci hummed, and she asked Han Zhan, "Don't you like to eat pig's trotters with sauce?"
The corners of Han Zhan's lips raised slightly, "Yes, I like it." After hanging up the phone, Han Zhan picked up the teacup and took another sip. He felt that the tea today was a bit sweet, sweet to the heart.
Han Zhan packed his things and left with his bag in hand. In the elevator passage, he met Li Li who had returned from meeting his business partners. Li Li looked at the briefcase in Han Zhan's hand, "Get off work so early?" It was only four o'clock, and Han Zhan was blatantly skipping work.
Han Zhan patted Li Li's arm and said to him, "Be more understanding, when you get married in the future, you will understand me."
Li Li clasped Han Zhan's arm instead, and asked in a strange tone, "You won't go to the reception organized by Mr. Lin that night?" Mr. Lin is a highly respected senior and the vice president of the Huaxia Chamber of Commerce.
Han Zhan rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, endured the pain in his heart and said, "This year, I will reward you with a Porsche, how about it?"
Li Li immediately smiled like a flower, he let go of Han Zhan's arm, smiled and waved goodbye to him: "Mr. Han, go slowly, see you tomorrow." His face changed like a book, and the speed was staggering.
On the way Han Zhan came home, there was a large vegetable market called Wangjiangshan Vegetable Market, which is an online celebrity vegetable market in Wangdong City, where you can buy seafood and expensive vegetables from all over the world.
Han Zhan bought a big pig's trotter, passed by the fruit shop, and smelled a familiar smell of durian, and his steps became eager. When he was about to reach the gate of the vegetable market, Song Ci called him again.
"Brother Han, can you bring me a durian back?"
Han Zhan paused.
"good."
Song Ci told him again: "The ones that need to be ripe are the ones whose thorns have softened and smell good."
Han Zhan walked back to the fruit shop, endured nausea and dizziness, walked to the durian stall, squeezed it, and picked a big and smelly durian. Along the way, Han Zhan smelled the stench and almost vomited it several times. "
Hearing the doorbell, Song Ci opened the door and welcomed Yan Jiang into the room with a violin and a bouquet of flowers.
Song Ci found him a pair of Han Zhan's slippers, which he hadn't opened yet. "Size 46, a little bigger than yours, let's make do with it." Han Zhan also has big feet, and Song Ci's shoes are in great contrast with him.
Yan Jiang didn't dislike it either, and put on the slippers directly. "It's okay, I wear a size 44."
Yan Jiang put the violin case into Song Ci's arms, and said, "This is the most high-end violin in that piano store. You can use it first, and I will buy it for you when I find a good one next time."
"Thanks." Song Ci put the piano case in the living room, walked into the kitchen and poured Yan Jiang a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Yan Jiang stood in the living room and looked at Han Zhan's house. Song Ci handed the coffee to Yan Jiang, "I just brewed it."
Yan Jiang took the coffee, pointed to the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the living room, and said to Song Ci with a smile, "This piece of glass is pretty big, so it's easy to handle."
Song Ci didn't think much, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Yan Jiang: "Song every night"
Song Ci couldn't laugh or cry, as expected of a good friend, it was the first time Song Ci went home with Han Zhan, and when he saw that window, those pictures were in his mind. She stared at the glass, looking forward to it, "I must try it some other day."
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Song Ci opened the piano case, took out the violin, and first looked at the body of the violin. "It's very beautiful, I like it very much." Song Ci tried to tune the violin, and when it was finished, she said with some emotion: "The last violin was destroyed in Bijiang City, and that violin was given to me by Master. "
Yan Jiang naturally knew that Song Ci had been learning violin with Du Junfei since he was a child. He asked Song Ci, "Have you visited Teacher Du in these years?"
Song Ci shook his head. "I don't have the face to see you." Touching the violin, Song Ci was a little ashamed. She murmured: "After the earthquake, my mental state has been in a bad state. I trembled all over when I touched the bow. I have no face to see him."
In fact, that time when Song Ci's family went to Bijiang City, the trip was just a passing trip. The real purpose was to accompany Song Ci to Jiangdu City next door to Bijiang City to participate in the National Youth Violin Competition.
(end of this chapter)