After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

When Chen Zhan smiled, the corners of her unilateral lips were raised, which perfectly interpreted the evil charm belonging to Jack Sue.

The waiter brought drinks, and Wang Cheng took a sip and said, "Your temperament has been greatly improved."

He still remembers that when the other party came to find him at first, he put on a good face, but unfortunately a random eye movement was engraved with ridicule.

Chen Zhan lifted the glass: "Fallenance makes people grow."

Wang Cheng was not interested in the internal causes of his transformation, and he came straight to the point: "I watched the last live broadcast, presumably you have a preliminary understanding of your own commercial value."

Chen Zhang smiled, undecided.

Wang Cheng: "The company is about to prepare an online drama, as long as you nod your head, you can take the role of male number three."

Chen Zhang raised his eyebrows, originally thinking about the scene was estimated to be four or six, never thought it would be so generous.

With a smile on his face, Wang Cheng was able to achieve sufficient publicity conditions, and he did not mind maximizing the benefits.

Chen Zhan bowed his head and considered that Wang Cheng didn't urge it, and he would surely win with the ambition in his expression. In the process of waiting, the state was at ease, and occasionally glanced at the handsome men and women passing by. When the line of sight passed a certain corner, his eyes shivered fiercely.

The person he was staring at seemed to be aware, turning his face to this side.

"Yin..." The mouth just appeared, and the man's index finger pressed against the center of his lips, making a noise.

"I think..." Chen Zhan raised his head and just opened his mouth. He saw Wang Cheng's lossless appearance, followed him, and soon collided with Yin Ronglan's eyes in the air.

Yan Zheng's body was so well interpreted by the latter. Yin Ronglan walked over with long legs. During this period, Wang Cheng wanted to stand up several times, thinking of the hinted movement, and forced down the impulse again.

"What a coincidence." Yin Ronglan looked at Chen Zhangdao.

Across the Wangcheng, Chen Zhang couldn't ask him how he came in, but questioned his identity again.

Just like watching a horror movie, Wang Cheng didn't understand how Chen Zhang was related to Yin Ronglan. Fortunately, I was immersed in the entertainment industry for a long time. The most scarce thing is imagination. I quickly put aside the complicated questions and extracted the key points: Yin Ronglan had no intention to let Chen Zhang know his identity for the time being.

"Why are you here?" Unlike Chen Zhang, Yin Ronglan calmly asked the questions hidden in his mind.

"Talk about something." Having said this, he glanced at Wang Cheng.

Yin Ronglan: "The remaining two tables are said to be booked. Would you mind building a table?"

Before Chen Zhang spoke, Wang Cheng first made a please gesture.

After he sat down, Wang Cheng covered up the excessive pleasing in his voice, and cooperated as much as possible: "Meet when you meet, I'll invite you to drink."

Yin Ronglan was also polite and ordered a drink.

Chen Zhan smelled a touch of mint, Yin Ronglan shook his glass slightly, and the taste instantly became spicy.

Chen Zhang: "How do you feel like liquor?"

Wang Cheng felt that the man sitting on the stool was the first time he saw Yin Ronglantai demolished in person.

However, Yin Ronglan was not annoyed and explained with a smile: "The biggest feature of this wine is that there is an excessive, the first smell is sweet, but it is strong."

Wang Cheng cooperated: "Yes, it looks unique."

Yin Ronglan glanced at him: "It seems that this gentleman is also knowledgeable."

Having said that, he didn't drink at all.

Wang Cheng nodded his head again and again, specially ordered another glass.

Because of the sudden arrival of Yin Ronglan, the original matter to be discussed was interrupted. Chen Zhan looked a little late and said that he would give an answer when he returned.

Wang Cheng didn't want to stay too much. He walked to the front desk to check out. Chen Zhang accidentally looked at the bill and was alarmed by the string of numbers above.

The wind outside was wet and cold. After saying goodbye, Wang Cheng drove the car and took a step. Yin Ronglan offered to take Chen Zhang back.

The night wind seemed to cool people's eyes, and Chen Zhan stopped: "Frankly speaking, the people who worked badly before were created by you, right?"

Yin Ronglan did not deny that it was appropriate to leave clues intentionally, hoping to eliminate Chen Zhang's misunderstanding of him through this chance encounter.

Being able to freely enter and exit the Kahuang Bar, Wang Cheng was cautiously pleased, and putting it together was enough to explain many problems. In his view, it was better to let Chen Zhan step by step to find the cocoon than to hear from other populations.

At least there will be no gaps.

Chen Zhang grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the side alley, whispering: "You are so young, you should not go astray even if life is difficult."

Things didn't go as expected, Yin Ronglan was stunned: "Wrong path?"

Chen Zhang took a breath and decided: "It is illegal to make wine trays."

"..."

Wang Cheng is so masculine, and Chen Zhang clearly regards that as a pursuit.

Under the heavy moonlight, a sigh sounded: "Qingbenjia, why are you a thief."

"..."

At this moment, Yin Ronglan seriously considered whether to directly identify himself.

Seeing the seriousness in Chen Zhang’s eyes, it seemed too straightforward to explain his face, and explained in a gentle way: “It’s not a wine tray, I rarely drink.” He paused and said, “It’s just that I occasionally go in and out of here, I will drink two glasses with the client who talks about business."

"Accompany wine?"

The first impression determines the subconscious. Yin Ronglan wants to know what he looks like in Chen Zhang's mind.

"Normal business dealings." The word "normal" was emphasized.

Chen Zhang stared at him for a few seconds and chose to believe symbolically.

Yin Ronglan felt funny, at this moment he actually felt relieved.

Avoiding the embarrassment, send Chen Zhang to the door.

"Be careful on the road." Chen Zhan bent over and waved at the man in the window.

Yin Ronglan didn't start the car until he went upstairs. After walking a few meters, he stopped. Originally, he finally had the opportunity to clarify everything and decided to be funny because of a certain emotional withdrawal. With a hand held his forehead, he murmured: "The evil taste of humanity."

I stayed up all night and arrived at the company the next day.

There was no morning run today. I simply chose to take the stairs to exercise. The 12th floor was the dining area. The smell of breakfast struck me, and accompanied by the voice of employees.

"The quality of the recent TV series is too poor, and the overbearing presidents pretend to be poor and fall in love with slum girls."

"I don't know what the writer thinks. In reality, there are a lot of low-key rich people, but they can't be involved with the costumes."

"That is to say, the life circle is different, unless the overbearing president has a sick brain."

There was a burst of laughter after the discussion.

I don’t know who said it: “If you have time to watch these non-nutritious ones, I might as well chase the Confessions.”

"Yes, anyway, the content is novel."

"Let me say that Lin Chi-ang's style is the correct hegemony--"

"No change." The last three words were almost unanimous.

The laughter came to an abrupt end in Yin Ronglan.

His gaze swept across the face of the person talking, and finally stopped on a bottle of green tea on the corner of the table.

The project manager felt very upset recently. He went past the convenience store in the morning and saw Xiangxi Green Tea suddenly thinking of the update of yesterday's confession, so he bought a bottle.

"Knowing yourself and knowing each other, you can't fight," reluctantly found a comment: "It's a brand comparison."

He handed the unopened drink to Yin Ronglan: "Would you like to try it?"

Yin Ronglan said quietly, "Do you think my brain is sick?"

The project manager then thought of the allegations about the westward trend: Is the brain broken? Learn to drink a bottle of Chen Zhang to treat it.

Others don't know if this is a whim of the president's whim, with a few laughs.

In a state where the project manager was at a loss, Yin Ronglan finally took the drink and said thanks to turn around and take the elevator to leave.

The employees who were still having breakfast looked at each other, and the project manager touched his head and sighed on his back, "Sin!"

The truth is that Chen Zhang is the real culprit. As the culprit, he has not yet realized that more than one person is often found in an update.

Heavy rain and rain, the original time to update, because of the delay to the umbrella to the old man.

"Now the price of waste recycling is not high, the weather is getting colder and you should take a break."

The old man shook his head and refused: "When I was a child, I lived a lot harder. This is a joy in life."

Entering the house to dissipate the chill, the old man asked when he was hanging his clothes: "Listening to Rong Lan, did you go together and go mountain climbing last week?"

Chen Zhang found a place to put an umbrella: "That sport is not for me."

In the past few days, it gradually recovered.

The furniture is made of wood. If it rains for a long time, it will be slightly damp. Chen Zhan sat on the sofa for a while and stood up and said: "It is just a few days before I change the sofa at home. Come here, the two sets of buying activities are still strong."

The old man bluntly refused: "Don't spend money on it, it will inevitably have some feelings after so many years of use." Suddenly said: "After waiting, you can renovate according to your own ideas."

Chen Zhang froze for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant to convey.

The old man took out a piece of folded paper and spread it out, with the phone number and address written on it: "This is the lawyer's message. Everyone has a good fortune. If I have something wrong, the rest of the property will be inherited by you. "

He didn't want to tell Chen Zhang so early, but the young man's character is wild. If one day he can't get in touch with other cities, he may have an incomplete testament.

Unexpectedly, there will be such a emergence, Chen Zhang's pupil is slightly enlarged, and the mouth will be rejected.

The old man waved his hand before interrupting the first sound: "It's fun to be a neighbor with you. On weekdays, only you often come to take care of my lonely old man."

What he said was so straightforward, Chen Zhang had to euphemistically refuse: "You can donate to those who are more in need."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "It's not an exaggeration to say that I have been helping others for the rest of my life. Most of the time will come that day, and I hope to leave these things outside to those who have helped me."

Chen Zhan frowned. He had been guarding against Yin Ronglan for a long time, worrying that the other party would get close to the old man in order to seize his legacy and cause harm to the old man.

So many scripts have been arranged for others, but it turns out that in this story, you are the real bitch? !

[System: Poorly seen, the transformation of vicious male matches is still vicious male matches. 】

Chen Zhan made a systematic note in his heart and smiled sullenly: "Mr. Yin also takes care of you."

With Yin Ronglan's net worth, his life-long property didn't even reach the other party's odds and ends, afraid to speak out against Chen Zhang, the old man snorted coldly, and pretended to be angry: "If you aren't, I might still consider, but compared with you, he It's a far cry."

"..."

Chen Zhang was stunned, so he was squeezed out of Yin Ronglan?

The author has something to say: Chen Zhang: I really am not a bitch.

Yin Ronglan (a deep face): Qingbenjia, what a thief.

Chen Zhang: ...