A doctor who can't cook is not a good actor

Han Qian was dressed in black, and stood under the sun with a solemn face for more than an hour, feeling that even his shirt was wet.

After the last stack of paper money was scattered, Wen Jiajia was finally buried.There were still some sporadic crying in the crowd. Wen Jiajia's auntie, dressed in black and with red eyes, kept bowing to thank the visitors.Han Qian walked over with the crowd, shook hands with the other party, and expressed his condolences with a sad face, and turned around amidst Aunt Wen Jiajia's choked thank you, the pain on his face disappeared instantly.

After walking a few steps, he loosened his tie casually, and wanted to take out the car keys from his trouser pocket, when his silent cell phone vibrated suddenly.

Han Qian took out his phone, and when he looked at the caller ID, he couldn't help frowning again.While cursing that it was this idiot again, he connected the phone.

"what's up?"

"It's me! Cousin!" Xiao Qianxiang's happy voice came from the phone, "Are you at Wen Jiajia's funeral?"

Han Qian heard Xiao Qianxiang's indifferent voice, his brows were already frowning and he wanted to knit them together, but his tone was well controlled, and he asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Qianxiang chuckled: "I just want to ask, is there any good-looking sisters in her family? You can praise her together by the way. Don't waste resources."

Han Qian really wanted to strangle the second generation ancestor along the phone line, but the move was too difficult, so he could only ask patiently, "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Qianxiang probably never knew what an occasion was, and his tone was cheerful: "Wen Jiajia committed suicide suddenly, isn't there any gossip?"

Han Qian took out the key with the other hand, and Ba Fengfu's tone finally failed: "Can there be some news! Why, your tabloid has no reporters? Do you need to do it yourself?"

Xiao Qianxiang didn't give up: "Really? My relatives, if you do, don't hide your secrets!"

Han Qian's patience finally ran out, and he picked up the phone without saying a word.By the way, I cursed a fool.

Originally, this was just an insignificant vent after being inexplicably harassed, but when Han Qian found out that there was an inexplicably extra recorder in front of him, his brain froze for a moment.

In front of him was a tall and thin man wearing a peaked cap, a black T-shirt, black jeans, sneakers, and a large backpack, which was standard for professional paparazzi.At this time, this paparazzi was holding a recording pen in front of Han Qian, and asked questions like a cannonball: "Mr. Han, how did you feel after attending Miss Wen Jiajia's funeral?"

Han Qian's brain froze for a short time due to being frightened, and following the man's question, only one sentence came out, "Shouldn't all the reporters be stopped outside today? Where did this come from!"

The other party seemed to be prepared for Han Qian's reaction. Seeing that Han Qian was stunned and did not answer on the spot, he continued his efforts: "Mr. Han, did you say 'stupid' just because you had attended the funeral? Did it happen at the funeral? What disharmony caused you to make such an evaluation?"

Han Qian looked at the recorder who wanted to hit his face, and finally came back to his senses.He returned to his usual indifference, and waved the recording pen away from himself: "Sorry, no comment."

The car stopped 50 meters away, and Han Qian walked quickly to the car.

"Mr. Han," the reporter followed behind relentlessly, "What do you think of Ms. Wen Jiajia's sudden suicide?"

Han Qian's face was as cold as water, and he ignored the people who were chasing after him and kept asking questions. While walking briskly, he thought about going back to the company to bring out the person who was in charge of contacting the media this time to ask how he was doing his job. It's agreed not to interview or not to interview, what is this!

"Mr. Han," the other party chased after him, "I heard that Miss Wen Jiajia will be the second female lead in Director Lu's "Unforgettable Love". Now that Miss Wen Jiajia has passed away, what will your company do next?" matters?"

Han Qian's galloping pace stopped suddenly when he heard the word "Lu Dao". He squinted his eyes and looked at the eyes of the visitor hidden under the brim of his hat calmly, surrounded himself with his hands, and quietly listened to the other party's words over.

The reporter noticed the change in Han Qian's attitude, raised his head slightly, and looked directly into Han Qian's eyes.The brim of the hat cast a shadow on the face and spread out, and Han Qian realized that the person who came was very good-looking.A pair of eagle eyes, a straight and straight nose, and a thin face with a little baby fat, but it doesn't affect the handsome temperament of the whole person.

He didn't need to think too much, he knew that he had never seen this person before.

"Which family are you from?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "Metropolis Daily."

There was a sneer at the corner of Han Qian's mouth: "Why have I never seen you?"

"It's my first day at work," the reporter said. "To be precise, I'm still in the internship period."

"Oh, why didn't Lao Cai come with you today?"

"Old Cai?" The reporter looked at Han Qian blankly, "Mr. Han, I don't remember anyone with the surname Cai in our department. Did you remember it wrong?"

Of course I remember correctly, Lao Cai is Han Qian's temporary fictional character, but the other party has not taken the bait, and his acting skills are outstanding, if it were someone else, I'm afraid he really thought it was a trainee reporter who simply wanted to dig news.

It's a pity that Han Qian is not someone else.

He thought for a while, then continued to pace towards the car slowly, tilting his head slightly towards the reporter, as if he wanted to communicate, and the other party followed suit.

"What did you just say?" Without waiting for the reporter to answer, Han Qian said suddenly, "Oh, by the way, you talked about Wen Jiajia's role."

"Yes. I heard that Ms. Wen Jiajia will be next. It is said that Director Lu is eagerly waiting to start the machine."

"Yes, you are very well informed." Han Qian glanced at the other party meaningfully, and unlocked it with the car key, "You know, we have signed a contract, so this matter is a bit troublesome. Originally, Wen Jiajia's depression has been alleviated I didn't expect it to suddenly worsen, so that it led to today's results... The company is really sad about this matter."

The reporter pursed his lips and held the recording pen steadily with one hand, and nodded upon hearing the words.

"But this is the end of the matter, so we have to..."

Han Qian suddenly protracted the sound, and the reporter subconsciously approached with the recording pen. The next moment, he suddenly felt dizzy. Before he could react, he was thrown into the car by Han Qian, and then his face was hot The pain is so painful that people feel like being blinded—Mr. Han spends a lot of time in free combat, and the punch he hits in the face is naturally real.

When Fei Nansheng woke up, he found that he had been trapped on a stool by a belt. Han Qian was sitting on a desk in front of him, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the things on the desk one by one. .

"Yo, are you awake?" Han Qian blew out a smoke ring, held the cigarette in his right hand, and opened a small notebook in his left hand for people to read, "Fei Nansheng? Is it his real name? The ID photo is not bad. "

"Don't tell me, who did you ask to make this thing? I watched it for a long time, and it looks like the real thing. Give me an introduction, maybe I will take care of his business in the future."

Seeing that Fei Nansheng was silent, Han Qian threw out the small notebook in his hand: "Chen Feng, take a look, this craft, if you recruit any prop group, it is estimated that it will develop quite a lot."

It was only then that Fei Nansheng realized that there was a third person in the room, but he had been standing behind him without making a sound.

Chen Feng took the small notebook thrown by Han Qian, and got the press card of the tied person in his hand.Flipping it over, he said to Han Qian, "This is indeed true."

Han Qian, who had been fooling around, immediately jumped down from the table, extinguished the cigarette butt, took the press card with an ugly face, stared at it for a few seconds, and winked at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng immediately untied the belt, and Fei Nansheng rubbed his hands without saying a word, waiting for Han Qian's next move.

Han Qian walked to the water dispenser, poured a glass of water, and put the glass in Fei Nansheng's hand with a good attitude.

"Mr. Fei, which newspaper do you belong to? I think there is some misunderstanding between us."

Fei Nansheng looked at Han Qian without saying a word, his face was already swollen and tall due to being punched by Han Qian, and he was blue and red.

Looking at the other party's expression, Han Qian felt that everything was inappropriate today, and he was competing for bad luck, but misfortune had already happened, so he had to patiently explain: "Mr. No one should know about it. You said that you are from Metropolitan Daily, but I also know that Metropolitan Daily has never had any interns at this time. So, if you come and go again and again, there is a misunderstanding. I It is indeed too insignificant to start, I will accompany you to the hospital to have a look later?"

"Why shouldn't anyone know about it? In the entertainment industry, when celebrities sign a contract, don't they want the whole world to know about it?"

"Oh, that's it." Han Qian dragged a stool and put it three steps away from Fei Nansheng, sat down and looked at Fei Nansheng sincerely with a smile, "Although Director Lu's plays have always been very popular, but, Just like no one thinks there is too much money, although Jia Jia signed the contract, but it has to cooperate with publicity and other planning, so I haven't released the news for the time being. I didn't expect that, reporter Fei, you have great powers, and you still got the news."

Han Qian hit Fei Nansheng's left cheek with his fist, and the swollen cheek squeezed Fei Nansheng's left eye to the point where there was almost only a slit left, but it did not prevent Fei Nansheng from looking at the opposite face with scrutiny. Han Qian.Before Han Qian could change out of his black suit, he was sitting upright across from him, with his hands clasped on his knees, with a just right three-point smile on his face, gentle eyes, and a very sincere look.

But Fei Nansheng knew that Han Qian hadn't told the whole truth.

Han Qian didn't mind Fei Nansheng's gaze on him, and with a smile on his face, he asked Fei Nansheng sincerely: "Mr. Fei, look, I've been so open and honest, can you tell me the truth?" Excuse me, where did you get this message from?"

Fei Nansheng took a sip of water, and accidentally touched the wound, making his expression look grim.He had to slow down carefully, and said bluntly: "Your so-called openness is not as much as it should be."

Han Qian choked for a while, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but slander in his heart, how could his grandson be so speechless!Fortunately, the other party continued: "The news of the signing was told by Wen Jiajia herself."

Han Qian was really stunned this time, the entertainment industry has never been short of talented people, although Wen Jiajia has only been under him for more than a year, but the quality of her own that can make him fancy is definitely not bad, what can I say What should be said and what should not be said is simply one of the purposes of his selection.The news of this signing has not yet been released, and it is absolutely impossible for Wen Jiajia to say a word to outsiders.