Digimon: Crazy Husky

Vol 2 Chapter 317: Guan Zihan's hint

The group stage is over.

The animal trainer walked out of the venue, and the media swarmed up to interview the animal trainer with the highest points in each group stage.

The trainer, who was exhausted, just wanted to go back to rest. When he met the media, he felt like he was beaten up with blood.

No wonder, for this kind of appearance is an opportunity to increase their reputation, no one wants to miss it.

But Wu Xin didn't care about these false names. He held the Husky, lowered his hat, and walked out of the venue happily.

Fortunately, no one found him.

"Wu Xin..."

A crisp and soft female voice rang, which shocked Wu Xinhu's body.

"How come you can recognize me like this?" Wu Xin was very puzzled, and the moment he returned, he saw a beautiful face.

"Oh, it's Sister Zihan." Wu Xincan said with a smile.

"Where are you going?" Guan Zihan said in a very provocative tone, carrying the latest collar.

In this scene, the staff behind the anti-camera were stunned.

"The game is over, I am a little tired. I want to go home and rest."

"Sister Zihan, do you want to interview, next time." Wu Xin repeatedly declined.

Guan Zihan frowned, and then said with a smile, "I won't interview you today, but you want to eat with me."

The photographer was stunned. Just as he wanted to persuade her to finish her work, Guan Zihan gave him the microphone, earphones and other related equipment.

"Xiao Wu, this is the end of today's work, you can go back to the TV station."

After Guan Zihan finished speaking, he took Wu Xin to leave.

"Fuck, are you so headstrong." The group's eyes are wide. "How can I explain this to the director."

"Just say that Guan Zihan went on a date, but she still feels unwell."

Guan Zihan wears a professional ol, her proud figure is undoubtedly revealed. The slim shirt can't cover the greatness of her chest at all. She almost breaks out of her chest. His lower body is a mini skirt that covers the hips, with a small buttocks. Let people come to life.

"Sister Zihan, where are we going?" Guan Zihan's beauty attracted the attention of countless passersby on the roadside, which made Wu Xin very uncomfortable.

"It’s dinner time, of course I’m going to have dinner."

"Also, don't call me Sister Zihan." Guan Zihan said angrily.

"You are three years older than me. If you don't call you Sister Zihan, what do you call you."

This sentence shocked Guan Zihan's body, immediately stopped, and looked back at Wu Xin, his eyes showing affection.

"Wu Xin, do you really mind if I am three years older than you."

Wu Xin was taken aback. He didn't expect Guan Zihan to ask this question. He was flustered for a while, thinking that he had said something wrong, and angered Guan Zihan.

"Sorry, Zihan, I didn't mean to say that you are old...No, no, you are not that old, you are very young...No, you are very young, not old at all..."

Wu Xin hurriedly explained, and the more he said, the more wrong he made Guan Zihan chuckle.

Guan Zihan was also helpless in his heart. He clearly hinted that it was obvious enough, but this wood just didn't understand.

"Okay, don't talk about it, you are not allowed to call me sister Zihan, just call me Zihan." Guan Zihan said with a smile.

"Ok…"

The two immediately went to a high-end western restaurant. Looking at the luxurious decoration, Wu Xin couldn't help being somewhat restrained.

Then the Husky was very happy, thinking that he could have a full meal again.

Huskies like Guan Zihan the most. As long as Guan Zihan appears, there will be delicious food. For the gluttonous Huskies, it is simply too happy.

The two found a place, and not long after sitting down, they attracted the attention of the people at the next table, one of whom was Lin Xiangrong.

Lin Xiangrong, the son of Haicheng TV and one of the owners of the Rongye Club.

Lin Xiangrong has pursued Guan Zihan for many years and has not made progress. When he saw Guan Zihan dating a man for dinner, his jealousy could not help burning.

"This kid again..."

In the past three years, Guan Zihan frequently met and dated with a man who had just entered college. This spread throughout the studios of the TV station. Naturally, Lin Xiangrong also knew about it.

He didn't understand why Guan Zihan liked such a little white face.

"Does Guan Zihan like to be younger than her..." Lin Xiangrong couldn't help thinking.

"Lin Shao, isn't that beautiful Guan Zihan."

"Oh, it's really Guan Zihan. I didn't expect the real person to be more beautiful than the one on TV."

"Lin Shao, I heard that Guan Zihan works as a reporter for your TV station. Tell me honestly, do you have any unspoken rules for her."

Those who were at the table with Lin Xiangrong were all from the rich family of Haicheng, each with a cockroach head and a rat face, and what they said was unbearable.

Lin Xiangrong is also a face-saving person, and said proudly, "Of course she has dived, otherwise how could she be a reporter for so many years."

As everyone knows, Guan Zihan has won the favor of many viewers in Haicheng with his stunning appearance and extremely professional hosting ability, and the ratings are also the highest in the national news.

Seeing that Guan Zihan was so good, the director of the TV station would naturally not say that Guan Zihan would be replaced, because once Guan Zihan was replaced, the top news ratings would definitely not be kept.

In order to show off in front of friends, Lin Xiangrong described Guan Zihan as relying on unspoken rules.

"Shao Lin, how does it feel." A wretched-looking man said with a smirk.

"That taste, haha, I can only understand it, but not express it." Lin Xiangrong pretended to say profoundly.

"Well, let her come over and have a drink with us."

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the people also made waves.

Lin Xiangrong's face condensed, and he said embarrassedly, "It's not good, Guan Zihan is having dinner with a friend, so it used to be impolite."

Lin Xiangrong was just bragging. He wanted to invite Guan Zihan over to have a drink. With his understanding of Guan Zihan, let alone him, even his father might not be able to do it.

"Oh, our Lin Shao has also begun to be polite."

"Shao Lin, don't make a joke."

"Could it be that Lin Shao can't tell the employees of his company."

"Furthermore, the other party is just a white face, so why not come over for a drink?"

Lin Xiangrong's face was ugly, and he was so brash that he couldn't take it back.

"Well, I'll just go over and ask her to come over and toast the brothers."

The crowd cheered.

Lin Xiangrong came to Guan Zihan's side quite like a gentleman, and bent over to perform an English gentleman's etiquette.

"Zihan, it's nice to see you here."

"Can you please come over and have a drink."

Guan Zihan didn't look up, and said coldly, "No time, don't go."

The four words I saw contained the merciless rejection.