After the Bankruptcy of the Supporting Male Lead

After Chen Zhan said the truth, the system did not take care of him.

Chen Zhang didn't care either, and asked, "Are you unable to afford it?"

Still no response.

The response after the update yesterday was quite good. Although there was still a lot of scolding on the Internet, it was at least not completely resisted.

There are divergent opinions on who the peaked cap man is, and there are even outrageous speculations that even Lin Chiang disguised himself.

Netizen A: What a sensational CP after the CEO of Chihan and the entertainment industry in the future!

Netizen B: I don't know if you can remember it. At the convenience store, the president threw a hundred dollars away in a hurry. Maybe it was for camouflage and to track Jiang Ying.

Netizen C: Ah, the smell of this woman's blood is so sweet... I can't help but make up a million-word novel.

The power of the Internet is quite magical. In less than one night, someone found out that Lin Chiang had a car accident in his childhood and almost died of blood loss. Some netizens even think he may have mild thirst.

#林池昂，血#'s topic quickly became popular.

Chen Zhang saw that this development really caused a moment of confusion.

The behavior analysis ability of this netizen is really...too scary.

Even more frightening is that when he reads all the unproven evidences listed, he almost had to be persuaded.

Driven by the power of the network, there has been a qualitative leap in the number of people who read the article.

Chen Zhang glanced at the reward money in the background and considered whether to add meals.

"Little Chen." The old man called out in the corridor.

Chen Zhan opened the door, and the old man wore a rather loose dress today: "My former friend invited me to the riding stable. Would you like to take a look?"

Chen Zhang: "Do you care about rice?"

The old man nodded.

Chen Zhang: "Wait for me to change clothes."

The air outside is always a little fresher than in the house. Chen Zhang took a light breath and turned to look at the old man: "Your body is bone, is it okay to ride?"

The old man waved his hand: "No horse riding, but you can enjoy it."

Unexpectedly, Yin Ronglan was also there. He stood in front of an off-road vehicle, like a tall jade bamboo, gently carrying light, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Chen Zhang: "The car is good."

"Borrowed friends." Yin Ronglan helped them pull the car door: "My car is not suitable for driving to the riding stable."

Chen Zhanzhuang seemed to inadvertently ask the old man: "Mr. Yin often went out with you before?"

"He's a busy man," the old man waved his hand. "Because I was sick some time ago, he gave some of his things to others, so he was a little free."

Yin Ronglan was in charge of driving, turned off the air conditioner in the car where the temperature was too low, and smiled and said, "I will come to see you often in the future."

The old man refused: "Work is important."

Chen Zhang couldn't help but wonder if this person was malicious, and only said: "I am a freelance worker. I can help take care of one or two on weekdays. Mr. Yin does not have to make time for it."

Yin Ronglan smiled gently: "Then trouble you."

The car gradually drove away from the city and waited for a crossroads. The old man accidentally glimpsed Chen Zhang has been using the mobile phone to locate, and said: "Ronglan knows the road."

Chen Zhang raised his head: "It's important to find out where you are."

Just in case it is sold to Shangougou.

The old man was stunned for a while, and then he leaned forward: "I didn't expect you to be humorous."

Yin Ronglan saw Chen Zhang's eyes full of seriousness from the rearview mirror and shook his head with a smile.

The horse farm is wide and flat, and there is no rough grass or grass like grass and grass that is slightly yellow.

The old man went to visit his friend first. The other person was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was very happy to see the old man. After a few words of greeting, he shook hands with Yin Ronglan and Chen Zhan and said hello.

The middle-aged people took them to visit the horse farm. They happened to meet a few people carrying a horse and walked out.

The middle-aged man sighed: "The temperature is repeated. Several days ago, several horses did not survive the infection."

The old man glanced at the coat color: "It's a good horse, but a pity."

Middle-aged man: "My daughter couldn't bear it, thinking of holding a funeral symbolically and then handling it."

Yin Ronglan said lightly: "If you don't handle it as soon as possible, it will easily affect the mood of tourists."

Middle-aged people startled.

Yin Ronglan: "Seeing the foal's body will inspire some delicate sympathy."

Middle-aged people think it makes sense after thinking carefully, so that the staff can avoid customers when they go.

Chen Zhan stood on the side, seeing the look of several people thoroughly. When she saw the corpse of the pony, Yin Ronglan didn't move at all. He finally knew where the sense of disobedience he had felt in the other party came from. Yin Ronglan was very polite, but he seemed indifferent again.

Seeing that she had paid too much attention to herself, Yin Ronglan looked at Chen Zhang.

After being arrested, Chen Zhang said without panic: "Mr. Yin looks very good at equestrian."

The topic shift was not clever. Yin Ronglan did not admit or deny it, but asked: "Where do you see it?"

"Long legs."

I don’t know if it’s Chen Zhang’s illusion. When he finished speaking, Yin Ronglan narrowed his eyes, and the light inside revealed quite a meaningful meaning.

The middle-aged man and the old man did not speculate too much. As a chat among young people, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Go, go horse-picking."

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On the other side of the racecourse, a chubby rich businessman took a few photos, put the whip aside, and waved at his son.

The boy looked like him, and his figure was slightly thinner.

The rich businessman pointed him in a direction.

The teenager looked back and said, "That's not Chen Zhang? It's this scum, and I wanted to chase my goddess Jiang Ying back then."

As soon as the words fell, he was beaten on the back of his head by the thick palm: "Long snacks, do I let you see him?"

The teenager rubbed his head, and then he noticed the man beside Chen Zhang, muttering, "It seems to have been seen somewhere."

The rich businessman whispered: "Your uncle Zhao's birthday feast."

The teenager had an impression, and the man put down the gift on that day and left quickly. Just before he went out, he was knocked down by the self who lowered his head while playing with his mobile phone: "I still remember your dad's nervous appearance at that time, and kept apologizing, as for?

Rich businessman: "Do you know what your grandfather made a fortune?"

The young man nodded: "Sliding on the horse."

Focus on the wind, find a good team to gamble, others eat meat, they drink soup.

Wealthy businessman: "If you are looked up by that person, our family can become rich for another three generations."

The teenager pressed his eyebrows: "Is it too deliberate to step forward and say hello?"

Rich businessman: "It's the racecourse anyway, everyone is wandering around..." He said his eyes were fixed on Chen Zhang: "I think the young man got along well with him. You can observe in the dark and understand the topics they talk about, by the way Learn about speaking and performance art."

The teenager couldn't help pulling the high tone: "You asked me to be a man with Chen Zhangxue, do you know that he is being mocked by the whole network now?"

After being said, he was slapped again: "Whether he laughs or praises, it is the ability to get Yin Ronglan's favor."

The theory failed, and the young man reluctantly led the horse to walk over there, pretending to learn that the tourists were wandering around, but actually eavesdropping on the exchange of these people.

The middle-aged man picked Chen Zhang into a rather docile white horse and touched the mane of the horse. He suddenly understood the mood of those who loved the horse.

Unfortunately, riding horses is a technical job. Chen didn't wear the right pants and chose to give up soon.

The old man also wanted to go up for a ride and was ruthlessly blocked. Yin Ronglan and Chen Zhang tacitly stood on the left and right to prevent him from rising up for a while.

The flat local style is strong, and the old man is facing the wind, looking at the wild grass and stone in the distance. The heart is surging and reading: "The old man talks about the young crazy."

Chen Zhan continued with affection: "Left to yellow, right to Qing Cang."

"..."

The old man smiled for a while, but still said: "As long as you work hard, you may not become a hawk soaring in the sky."

The middle-aged man beside him heard laughed: "Look at what you said, what has the person standing on the left become, Tudog?"

"..."

The atmosphere that was finally warmed up was cold again.

The middle-aged man realized that it was wrong and spent a long time on the horse farm, habitually making a joke.

As a source of misfortune, Chen Zhangshang was kind and began to casually talk about the white horse shifting the topic: "Does Mr. Yin mind show off equestrian?"

Yin Ronglan was very calm and asked, "What's the difference between me and a horseman?"

Chen Zhang answered very seriously: "You are free."

"..."

Not far behind them, the young people heard a cold sweat... what kind of language art, if they learn, their family will collapse from this generation!

The old man played round: "I haven't seen Rong Lan in a long time since you rode."

Yin Ronglan turned his horse and acted in one go.

Chen Zhang envied and said: "Even if you don't look handsome, as long as you ride on the horse, it is the most dazzling."

What's more, Yin Ronglan has quite perfect facial features.

Yin Ronglan did not run on the horse farm, but he rode on the hillside in front of him. After returning, he clearly saw the envy in Chen Zhang’s eyes. This expression could not be faked, and the tone was relatively gentle. , You can come more if you have time."

Chen Zhang: "There is one more important point, money must not be less."

Yin Ronglan came down immediately, stroking the folds on his clothes, without refuting: "It makes sense."

Several people regained their happy walking forward.

The young man was full of confusion and went to his old father.

The rich businessman saw him quickly and asked, "What have you learned?"

The young man could hardly say a word, and finally copied the conversations of the appropriate people.

After hearing this, the rich businessman sighed: "No wonder two generations passed, our family is still struggling on the brink of upstarts. We can't learn how to communicate with the rich."

The young man had the idea of ​​taking a photo of Zhang Chenzhan and hung it online, but hesitated for a while, but still didn't do it, in case Yin Ronglan was offended.

The rich businessman led him to leave. The young man suddenly slapped his thighs and trembles the fat on the rich businessman's face: "What's the surprise?"

Young man: "It's hard to see me, and I forgot to change it."

If you can verify the identity of the men in the caps in the article, do not waste this trip.

The rich businessman didn't give him this opportunity, and he dragged people away.

The author has something to say: Lin Chiang: "Am I on the hot search today?" I looked at the phone: "Oh, I'm on it again."