Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

"There is flour here too." Van He looked at him steadily and asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with the camera? What are you thinking about?"

When Tong Xiyuan heard the word "flour", he knew that he was teasing him on purpose. He raised the back of his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, pushed Fan He away, turned around and stirred the noodles in the pot, and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't think anything."

Behind him, Fan He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of interest in his eyes, as if he had discovered the most interesting person in his life in the past 27 years.

Soon, the noodles were cooked.

Tong Xiyuan filled three bowls and placed them on a corner of the dining table. After Fan He sat down, he said, "You eat first. I'll go call He Yingnan."

Fan He paused as he was unpacking the disposable bamboo chopsticks, frowned secretly, and suddenly lost interest in eating.

But he did not say anything to stop him and let Tong Xiyuan leave.

"Brother Fan, I've bought the food." Assistant Xiao Yang came back with a big shopping bag and said as he walked, "Don't worry, I've been specifically monitoring the hygiene of the kitchen. It's very clean, but the taste may not be as good as before... Hmm? Brother Fan, where did you get the noodles?"

Before Fan He could answer, Tong Xiyuan and He Yingnan came to the dining table one after another.

Xiao Yang watched them sit down and suddenly realized, "Is this the hand-rolled noodles prepared by Xiao Nan? I want to thank you on behalf of Brother Fan."

The assistant saw that Fan He accepted Tong Xiyuan and the others' kindness, so he gathered up the various roasted insects left on the table and took out the food he brought to share.

On the other side, the director saw the happy scene of the four people and said to the cameraman and post-production staff, "Give He Yingnan more shots."

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, making the recording process more difficult for the artists.

Just as the director team said last night, today's workload has increased a lot. But there was one surprising thing, He Yingnan was assigned to work with Fan He's group this time, and Tong Xiyuan followed as an assistant, openly looking at handsome guys all day long.

The recording ended in the evening.

The flying guests returned and sat in the same seven-seater van, and as an assistant, Tong Xiyuan also sat in the back seat.

Without the camera, Fan He didn't have the heart to hide at all. He sat in the front and turned his head and asked Tong Xiyuan: "How much salary does he pay you?"

It is clear at a glance who he is.

He Yingnan also turned his head and winked at Tong Xiyuan imperceptibly, with an obvious teasing intention.

As an outsider, he watched the recording of the past two days very clearly. Others just thought that Fan He was getting close to him, and even the director team misunderstood something and added a lot of shots for themselves. However, He Yingnan understood that the actor Fan had other intentions.

Tong Xiyuan turned off his phone, and the super topic page flashed by. He said: "Ten thousand a month, including food and accommodation, social security, five insurances and one fund."

"Ten thousand?" Fan He snorted. Tong Xiyuan took great care of He Yingnan during the recording of the show today. He thought the salary could be very high, but it turned out that he bribed this young assistant with only ten thousand yuan.

Thinking of Tong Xiyuan’s Doraemon-like small backpack, everything from alcohol wipes to first aid supplies was to his liking.

Fan He twisted his fingertips lightly and asked, "Are you planning to change jobs in the near future?"

Assistant Xiao Yang in the back row raised his head and did not complain to his agent about what Fan He did on the show in the past two days. He shouted bitterly: "Brother Fan, I'm still here."

If you want to change your assistant, you don't have to say it in front of him. He is an employee and he has dignity, okay?

Fan He glanced at him with disdain and continued to stare at Tong Xiyuan with burning eyes.

The temptation to change jobs was great for Tong Xiyuan, especially when his future boss was Fan He, but he thought of what He Yingnan had said before, pursed his lips and shook his head, "Not for the time being."

He Yingnan said that fans have a low tolerance for idols being gay. Tong Xiyuan doesn't want Fan He to be scolded by fans, and he doesn't want Fan He to fade away because of his love affair, so they should keep a little distance in this world.

Fan He remained calm after being rejected. He nodded and said in a cold voice, "Well, I'm just asking."

Assistant Xiao Yang took a look at his face and decided not to speak easily during the next half hour's journey.

After arriving at the airport, the flying guests separated.

He Yingnan had no special schedule to attend, so the two of them booked return tickets home early in the morning.

At the same time, fans on Weibo posted a large number of welfare photos of Van Helmet at the airport.

"Boss Zhu, I checked and found that Tong Xiyuan has nothing to do with the Fan family."

In front of the liver-colored solid wood desk, Mr. Zhu sat in a swivel chair and let out a series of evil laughs, "Where is he now?"

The person in charge of the investigation said: "Work as an assistant to He Yingnan."

When President Zhu heard this, he said, "That's even better. Let's set up a meeting and call them both over."

If they dare to play tricks on him, he will teach them a lesson.

He Yingnan was a little stunned when he received the news from the company. He only had one day to rest after coming back from recording the variety show, and then he had to join the crew to film a drama - the fifth male lead in a costume drama.

He had originally planned to take Tong Xiyuan to visit the scenic spots around the city during this day of rest, because from his observations over the past few days, Tong Xiyuan seemed to have never been out for a trip.

But a sudden drinking party interrupted their plans.

"It's okay," Tong Xiyuan found him a set of clothes that he had never worn before and that were of good quality, "Work is more important."

He Yingnan took the clothes and put them on his elbow. "I'll take you out to play next time when we have a chance."

The agent arranged by the company to manage more than one artist, and this time he was suddenly asked to compete for an endorsement. Although He Yingnan was surprised, he was also cautious.

Sure enough, when the two arrived at the location given by the company, they found that it was a high-end entertainment club.

"Don't go in," He Yingnan stopped Tong Xiyuan, looked at the time and said, "If I haven't come out after eight o'clock, you can go--"

"Is this Mr. Tong and Mr. He?" The man in the shirt who was waiting at the door came over and interrupted them, pointing his hand inside, "You two should go in quickly, don't keep the bosses waiting anxiously."

He Yingnan frowned, glanced at Tong Xiyuan beside him and asked, "He wants to come in too?"

The man in the shirt nodded, "Yes."

These words made the two of them more cautious. He Yingnan wanted to say something else, but Tong Xiyuan pulled his wrist.

"It's okay, I'm good at fighting." Tong Xiyuan said.

He Yingnan was silent for a moment, and had to go in with him.

After finding the box, He Yingnan asked Tong Xiyuan to step back, put on a polite smile, and pushed the door open and went in.

"Boss Zhu?" He Yingnan saw the familiar fat face and said through clenched teeth, "Long time no see. I didn't expect you to be here too."

Turning my sight, I saw another person.

He Yingnan's expression changed, and he turned around to ask Tong Xiyuan not to come in, but Tong Xiyuan's eyes had already reached the box.