After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

Basically, at the same time when the text message was received, Chen Zhang inferred that Yin Ronglan wanted to confess to himself.

He likes to prepare in advance, thinking about whether to forgive the other party directly and clearly. After a while, my eyes inadvertently scanned the calendar, and I saw that the two small characters of New Year's Eve were specially marked in red on a certain day, shaking my head: "If it is this day, it's fine."

Old grievances can be lifted on New Year's Eve.

[System: The host thinks it is wrong, the old one does not go to the new one. 】

Chen Zhan didn't take care of what sounded differently in his mind.

The newly appointed system begins to introduce itself briefly.

Chen Zhang interrupted coldly: "You have to change it soon, don't waste time."

After waiting for a day without receiving a call, I received a self-made invitation letter on the eve of New Year's Eve. A flower petal was stuck on the cover, which indicated the time and place.

In just a short line, the Dema Hotel is particularly eye-catching.

There are some things that the two parties have not agreed to, but they have not been clear.

I recorded the radio program to be broadcast tonight in advance. On the day, Chen Zhan wore a scarf and went out in advance.

Small snowflakes fluttered in the sky and fell on the top of the eyebrows, making people look a little bit like a snow doll.

A waiter in uniform was standing in front of the hotel. They were told in advance and led him to the elevator with a smile.

The door opened as if entering a sea of ​​flowers.

The big yellow rose almost filled the whole layer with a pin.

Despite the personal arrangement, the smile on the waiter's face could not help but stiff for a moment, this yellow rose heavenly design, what a straight man's aesthetic!

"so beautiful."

A whisper made the waiter recover. When he saw the stunning eyes covered in those eyes, the waiter was shamefully silent...blame for his shallow knowledge.

Knowing that Chen Zhang had the habit of arriving early, Yin Ronglan was here waiting an hour ago.

As soon as footsteps came, he stood up and pulled away the chair opposite.

The identities of each other are different. In the past, Chen Zhang's attitude was slightly cold, and nodding was a greeting.

The melody of the violin in the silence sounded, melodious and pleasant, Chen Zhang's expression could not help softening a little, and said softly: "It must be enough money to buy a few houses in Y city."

"Really, it's probably an intangible asset." Yin Ronglan met his eyes and explained with a smile: "The violinist was introduced by the trustee. The hotel owner and I are old friends and are both human debts."

Among them, the mode of getting along is mostly Chen Zhan told, Yin Ronglan listened quietly, just reversed tonight.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to hide you deliberately."

Chen Zhang has the basic ability to recognize people, knows that the other party is not so bad personality, but it is not revealed on the face.

Yin Ronglan: "I can prove it."

Chen Zhang looked up at him.

Yin Ronglan took out a piece of paper: "I like seafood, wear hoodies, and tend to diversify my investment..."

Chen Zhang looked at the paper in his hand and found it interesting... Is this afraid of forgetting words?

At the end, Yin Ronglan made a statement: "Based on the above information, it is enough to show that I know you very well and value friends."

Facing each other, Chen Zhang couldn't help but leaned across her face and laughed out loud.

"you do this delibrately."

Read the manuscript like an elementary school student to ease the atmosphere. From this point of view, his calculations are not bad.

Yin Ronglan rang the bell and signaled that he could serve.

Chen Zhang likes to eat seafood, but he doesn't like shelling. Yin Ronglan's pleasing action is obvious, whether it is crabs or shrimps, they are handled well and put into the other party's plate.

Because today is New Year's Eve, the waiter brought a small plate of dumplings.

Chen Zhang picked up one and paused in midair: "Cheers."

Yin Ronglan was startled, and then there was something to learn. Two round dumplings touched in the air: "Cheers."

Originally, I didn't like seafood. After misunderstanding, Yin Ronglan felt that the lobster on the plate had become more pleasing than usual.

After a few dumplings went down, Chen Zhang felt full for a while. Put down the chopsticks and sit up slightly, breathing lightly.

I didn't know what to notice, and my moving eyes suddenly stopped, and I bowed my head in contemplation.

Yin Rong didn't pay attention to it at first. When he realized that his eyes were burning up, he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake. Disregarding the table manners, grabbing Chen Zhanzheng's wrist holding the cup handle: "I heard that this year's party is good, it's better..."

The eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelid. Without being fooled by his words, Chen Zhan slowly opened her mouth: "The rose is beautiful."

Yin Ronglan's expression was gentle and his tone was inductive: "Yellow Rose represents apology, and it is not a very popular flower in many cases."

It's a pity that Chen Zhan didn't listen to it, and began to calculate accurately in his mind: "It must be possible to sell a good price."

The flowers are very fresh, many are still buds, and can survive for some time.

Eyes lingered on the flower-bone flowers waiting to be placed, and Chen Zhang said: "Isn’t it too pitiful to let them be thrown into the trash by the hotel... Such beautiful flowers should enter thousands of people’s homes and keep them warm In the final bloom."

The voice of the conversation is not light, but it is enough to be heard by the violinist not far away.

He never shook his finger on the stage, his fingers tremble, and the sound was a bit off.

The first time people listened to the excuses of selling flowers so eloquently, it is a pity that this eloquence sells roses and should sell white lotus.

Yu Guang glanced at the scattered snowflakes outside the window, Yin Ronglan said warmly: "The weather is very cold, and the flowers are delicate."

Chen Zhang smiled: "You came by car, right?"

These flowers were like treasures that fell on the ground in his eyes. It was really difficult to pretend not to see them.

Judging that the current situation could not be perverted, Yin Ronglan simply nodded: "It happens that the trunk is empty."

Several waiters were responsible for collecting flowers, and Chen Zhang got up and went to the bathroom.

The violinist was about to leave. Yin Ronglan thanked him and dialed a phone.

After a few seconds, there was a careful voice from the subordinate, for fear of being called to work overtime.

Yin Ronglan: "How many flowers did you order before?"

Facing unexpected problems, the subordinate froze and replied: "Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine."

Chen Zhan happened to see this scene when he returned, raising an eyebrow: "Employ someone to buy?"

Yin Ronglan hung up the phone and couldn't help laughing: "That's a plot that will only appear in TV series."

How can there be a boss who crushes employees on New Year's Eve?

"Art comes from life," Chen Zhang said calmly: "It's also a plot in TV series that rich people play poor."

Yin Ronglan smiled without excuse, the two chatted about the world and the elevator, the waiter put the flowers gently into the trunk: "Welcome to visit next time."

On New Year's Eve in the past, Chen Zhang read or slept at home and rarely went out. Subconsciously think that such a street should be deserted at night.

In fact, there are still a lot of people, couples who can’t go home and reunite with their families, friends who meet in movies, etc.

A variety of small lanterns hang on the tree, and it is very lively under the light.

Yin Ronglan smiled and did the battle of the trapped beast: "The movies that have been released recently are all good. I remember you like watching suspense and horror."

Chen Zhang pondered for a moment, thinking about other aspects: "It should be good to sell business near the cinema."

To avoid being caught in the news by passers-by, Chen Zhan put on a mask and pulled up the hooded hat inside. Fortunately, his figure and silhouette were very good, so he would not be regarded as a bad guy.

Yin Ronglan also wore a mask, but the effect is average. If you are an acquaintance with better eyes, you can barely recognize it if you are close.

A man with good temperament and an expensive car quickly attracted a lot of attention.

The back seat of the car is also full of roses. When recalling the number of flowers, Yin Ronglan inevitably has some legs.

Chen Zhan noticed that she was worried, "You have time to check your bone density."

This is not the first time, it is not a matter of old legs being soft.

The ternary price of a rose is cheap. Instead, middle-aged people buy more when selling. Before Chen Zhang heard a mother and daughter leaving, her mother muttered that she would put it in a vase in her house for decoration.

Everything went well, but he couldn't help frowning, and he always felt like he was ignoring something.

After half of the flowers were sold out, looking at people coming and going, Chen Zhang finally reacted: "City management."

The two looked at each other, closed the door silently, and drove away with some guilty conscience.

The neon lights on both sides are dazzling.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Chen Zhang suddenly asked: "If you are really caught and your identity is exposed to the news, will you become a miracle in the upper circle?"

The word "miracle" is interesting.

Yin Ronglan glanced at him: "It will probably be invited by financial reports to do interviews."

Chen Zhang thought of the picture and couldn't help laughing.

There is no destination shuttle between the cities.

"Where do you want to go?"

Chen Zhang: "Near the bright moon at sea."

The moon at sea is only the final destination, but the car stops and stops all the way.

Halfway along, I met a place where parking was possible. Chen Zhan and Yin Ronglan took turns holding a large bouquet of flowers to get off the road to sell, and then sold some and then quickly got on.

Chen Zhan: "How about buying these New Year's gifts for each other with the money evenly after these flowers are sold out?"

Yin Ronglan was startled.

Chen Zhan smiled: "Let's get to know it again."

The kind that does not contain any deceptive ingredients.

Yin Ronglan's eyes were amused by this sentence.

[System: Selling his things, dividing his money, and buying gifts to move the other party. You deserve to be the perfect vicious male partner... let's renew the contract. 】

Even the title is used, and the degree of admiration can be seen.

Chen Zhan ignored its thoughts and searched for the next suitable place to sell flowers.

"Wait." In order to see more clearly, Chen Zhan opened a slit in the window: "Pour back some more."

There are not many people on this trail. Yin Ronglan stopped the car as he said.

Chen Zhang didn't hug the flower, but walked directly in the opposite direction. Yin Ronglan followed him.

Not far away is a very familiar back. At the moment there are two people wearing police uniforms beside him.

"Lin Chiang?" Chen Zhang screamed.

The man turned around and was slightly surprised when he saw him: "Why are you here?"

Chen Zhang said with a mouth: "Dodge the city management." He paused and asked, "How about you?"

Lin Chiang sipped his lips and stopped talking.

Instead, the man in police uniform next to him said, "I know?"

Chen Zhang nodded and hesitated and asked, "What did he do?"

"Fireworks and firecrackers are set off in violation of regulations, and we have to take them back to punish public security according to law."

"..."

The author has something to say: Yin Ronglan: I know sooner or later there will be such a day.