Cannon fodder is a rebellious person, licking his lips just to save his life

"Pfft~" Someone couldn't help laughing.

This was the first time that they had heard of Hong Da Zi being understood in this way.

Being caught on the spot, Zhao Chengtian was embarrassed and wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. He could pull him up to the sky on the phone, but when faced with someone face to face, he was not so arrogant and stammered in explanation.

"Um... I've been busy just now, and I finally found some time to get a glass of water. I'm going to pick you up after I drink some water."

"Get water? Are you going to the toilet to get water?" Bai Yi looked behind him, "If I remember correctly, there is only one toilet over there and no water dispenser. Do you drink the water from the toilet?"

"Wow~ Brother, your hobby is really special, 666."

The onlookers burst into laughter one after another.

"I didn't drink the water in the toilet! I connected it in the toilet before... No, I took it in the office!"

Zhao Chengtian waved his hands repeatedly and hurriedly explained. He was repeatedly yelled back by Bai Yi, and his face turned blue and red.

Bai Yi exclaimed as if he suddenly understood, "So, you just let me bask in the sun on purpose. You want me to become famous. You are so nice."

These strange words made Zhao Chengtian speechless for a long time.

The people around him were just watching the show, and no one helped him to speak.

Bai Yi looked at her phone and saw that the call page between the two had not been closed. She immediately clicked the hang up button distressedly, and then said to Zhao Chengtian: "We just communicated on the phone here for three minutes, and the call charge was 2 cents per minute, please." Please transfer the phone bill to me."

"After all, a fool like me who has no notice needs to save every penny. A phone bill of 60 cents is a huge sum of money to me."

As she spoke, she opened the WeChat payment code and faced Zhao Chengtian, "Come on, brother, scan the code."

Zhao Chengtian: "...Okay."

Feeling very frustrated, he opened WeChat and scanned Boyi's payment code. When he was about to enter the amount, he heard the other party say again.

"Hey, I bumped into a paparazzi after I've been waiting down there for so long. He seems to be digging for some big news recently. Unfortunately, we haven't had a few words to chat, but luckily I added WeChat so we can communicate slowly in the future."

Zhao Chengtian paused with his fingers, raised his head and looked at Bai Yi in disbelief.

Is she threatening him?

Facing his shocked eyes, Bai Yi smiled.

She knew a lot about Zhou Fan's glorious deeds.

She pretended that nothing happened and said in surprise, "What's wrong? Brother, can't you even afford sixty cents?"

"That's not true. You are so busy every day, and your salary is higher than what I, a little fool like me, who does nothing all day long, earn."

It’s such weird words again.

Zhao Chengtian's face changed again and again, and finally he forced out a smile. He changed the number from 0.6 to 1000, and said to Bai Yi: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. I'll treat you to a cup of milk tea."

Seeing the 1000 yuan, Bai Yi took the phone back with satisfaction, "Everyone has seen it. Of the 1000 yuan, 999.4 yuan is the milk tea that my brother Zhao invited me to drink."

She also specially showed the account arrival page for other melon-eating people to take a look.

One sentence blocked Zhao Chengtian's desire to get the money back.

When the others heard what Bai Yi said, they started to boo.

"Brother Zhao, we also want to drink milk tea."

"Yes, Brother Zhao, we also want to drink milk tea worth 900 yuan. Such expensive milk tea must be delicious."

"The nine hundred yuan milk tea must have diamonds embedded in it."

Among the people making noises, there were many who had a grudge against Zhao Chengtian.

Yunsu Entertainment is a newly established entertainment company. Except for Yunsu, an artist who is almost a first-tier artist, most of the artists signed by it are juniors from the 18th-tier.

Zhou Fan, a third-tier artist, is already considered very high here.

As Zhou Fan's assistant, Zhao Chengtian often behaves condescendingly in front of other colleagues, and from time to time he bullies artist assistants who are lower in rank.

He had always been domineering in the office, and now that he was being criticized like this by Bai Yi, the others couldn't be too happy.

Zhao Chengtian was humiliated in the crowd's booing, and in the end he just said, "Come with me," and then returned dejectedly to the artist lounge belonging to Zhou Fan, slamming the door.

Bai Yi looked at the closed door, then at the people eating melons, spread his hands and said, "Brother Zhao seems to be angry. I'll go over and calm him down."

Among the melon-eating crowd, a girl spoke boldly, "It must be my uncle who is here. Men, there are always a few days when you are alone."

The crowd roared with laughter.

Bai Yi couldn't help laughing. She walked slowly into Zhou Fan's rest room with her mobile phone. Before closing the door, people outside heard what she said.

"Brother Zhao, you have to stay in a good mood even though your uncle is here. If you are really too sad, just drink more hot water."

God damn, drink more hot water!

It was quiet for two seconds and then burst into even louder laughter.

"Ah ha ha ha..." Xu Jingjing held her belly and smiled on the chair, "I can't do it anymore... Why are these sisters so funny..."

This series of words made her stomach hurt from laughing.

She felt very happy. She had long been unhappy with Zhao Chengtian. If it weren't for this job, she would have wanted to give him a hard slap.

Fang Li next to her also burst into tears with laughter, "Oh, who is this person? He is so talented in speaking."

Baiyi was too confused and didn't often appear in the company, so no one had much impression of her.

Xu Jingjing laughed for a while before she stopped. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said feebly, "That person is Bai Yi, have you forgotten?"

Fang Li: "Who?"

"She is an artist under Sister Sun. Her name is Bai Yi."

Xu Jingjing is a know-it-all, she knows everyone in the company and can match their name with each person.

Fang Li thought about it in his mind for almost a minute before finally remembering who Bai Yi was, "Oh, oh, I remembered."

She wondered, "I remember she wasn't that bold before."

Xu Jingjing looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then she leaned into Fang Li's ear and said in a very low voice, "Bo Yi is a relative of the boss's family."

She had accidentally known this piece of news before, and no one else in the company knew about it.

When Fang Li heard the news, he was shocked, and then his expression turned into a no wonder expression.

It turns out that he is a relative of the boss's family, that's why he is so tough, she said, how dare an unknown little artist dare to challenge Assistant Zhou Fan, there is such a relationship.

Xu Jingjing asked her not to tell this secret, and Fang Li nodded. She knew that she would never spread this gossip.

The two chatted about a few other topics and then focused on their work.

Xu Jingjing glanced at Zhou Fan's office a few more times, feeling a little confused. Before, Bai Yi had a reclusive attitude, so why has he become so strong now?