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

Chen Feng was about to take a bath, but was called out by Han Qian inexplicably, thinking that he was going to accompany him again: "Isn't it, come again?"

Han Qian glanced at him: "So what? Accompany me to meet someone."

"Who?"

"A little girl from the crew."

Chen Feng looked at a blank face: "The girl from the production team? What can she ask you for? No, why are you dragging me?" Chen Feng asked three questions in a row, and suddenly realized, "I'll go, arrest me to avoid suspicion?"

Han Qian pressed the third floor and gave him a blank stare that you are really slow to react.

Chen Feng felt that the frequency of his back molar toothache was quite frequent recently: "Do you want an archway? I'll make one for you."

Han Qian looked at the beating numbers in the elevator expressionlessly: "Yes, remember to make pure gold, regardless of size."

Chen Feng accused him of being shameless with his eyes, but the more shameless one was still behind: "If you don't do it, I will deduct it from your salary according to the market price."

A mouthful of saliva blocked Chen Feng's throat unexpectedly, making him cough hoarsely.

Damn, how did I offend you?

As if hearing Chen Feng's inner complaint, Han Qian stepped out of the elevator, saw no one around, and said softly, "Guess what that bastard Xie Junyi did to Nan Sheng?"

Chen Feng immediately understood that someone was jealous, and unfortunately he was hurt.In view of Han Qian's shameless temperament, Chen Feng had to mourn his wallet early.

In a booth at the farthest corner of the coffee shop, Meng Yuejiao was anxiously waiting for Han Qian.When she saw that Han Qian did not come alone, she was surprised, but the fear of losing her job still kept her down.

After the waiter brought white water to Han Qian, Han Qian already had an amiable expression on his face.

"what's up?"

Meng Yuejiao kept in mind Liu Wenhan's teachings to her, with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Han, I saw something in the toilet today that I shouldn't have seen. I really didn't mean it."

Han Qian and Chen Feng looked at each other, Han Qian said in a low voice, "Um...in the toilet?"

Meng Yuejiao nodded: "I was fighting with them and went to the wrong bathroom."

Han Qian already fully understood who she was talking about. In order to make the other party relax, he joked: "Did you see Nansheng go to the bathroom? It's okay, he is a big man, and he can't accuse you of molestation."

Meng Yuejiao anxiously shook her head with her hands: "No, no, it's..." She glanced at Han Qian and Chen Feng in confusion.

Han Qian wished she could speak clearly in one breath, but still patiently said, "What is that? It doesn't matter, just speak slowly."

Meng Yuejiao thought about it for a while: "At that time, when I went in, I saw Xie Geshen talking to Nan, that..."

Han Qian's heart was picked up, the word "that" had too many meanings: "Which one?"

"It should be at Bidong." Meng Yuejiao lowered her head, reluctant to get under the table.

Han Qian pointed at the table with one finger and asked, "Is there any more?"

"It's gone. Then I ran out." Meng Yuejiao said, "Fei Nansheng came out not long after. Then Xie Geshen also came out. That's all I saw."

From Han Qian's psychological point of view, someone like Sheng Hongxi who treats every scene as an afternoon tea is a dude, while Xie Junyi, who is not picky about food and can have a show at any time, is a scumbag.

Two dudes and scumbags, it's really annoying for two people with such matching faces to run out and mess around without internal consumption.

Han Qian calculated the time in his heart, and Xie Junyi probably had time to thump, but even so, he snorted coldly in his heart if he dared to touch Lao Tzu.

Han Qian smiled, and said slowly, "I know what you mean." Meng Yuejiao looked at him hopefully.

Han Qian made a embarrassed expression: "Xie Geshen has always had a good image, so no one would believe him if he told you such a bohemian thing. Since he let you out at that time, he probably wouldn't pursue it later. Besides, he might not remember who you are."

Meng Yuejiao was visibly relieved.

"Speaking of which, I also want to thank you. My family, Nansheng, is a nerd. If you didn't happen to bump into me, something might happen. Nansheng has only entered the industry not long ago. If this kind of thing gets out, someone will beat him up and say he is It will be troublesome if you take the initiative.”

Han Qian looked at Meng Yuejiao and nodded almost indifferently, and said with satisfaction: "After all, I owe you a favor. If there is anything I can help in the future, remember to ask me."

"Is it true that no one will trouble me?"

"No, but the less people know about this kind of thing, the better. No one else knows except the three of us, right?"

Meng Yuejiao's eyes flickered, but she finally shook her head.

Han Qian knew it in his heart: "That's good. Miss Meng, I hope this matter will stop here. The things you worry about will not happen, I promise." He glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "It's getting late, Meng Let's go to bed early, Miss. I have to start work tomorrow."

Meng Yuejiao got Han Qian's guarantee, her heart was broken, and she left with tears.

Han Qian and Chen Feng looked at each other in the coffee shop.

Chen Feng's heart was full of alarm bells: "There is a wrong and a debt."

Han Qian leaned back and sank into the sofa: "I haven't shown my power for a long time, and everyone thinks I can step on it?"

Chen Feng thought to himself, no way, Liu Hengxin has to go around seeing Fei Nansheng now.

"Let's talk about this matter in the long run." After dawdling enough, he stood up and signaled Chen Feng to go back to the room together.

Han Qian kept chanting words silently along the way. Chen Feng listened carefully and found that he was singing "Take mine, please hand it over and eat mine, please return me." Chen Feng shuddered when he sang.

The production team rushed to catch up, and finally wrapped up before the Lunar New Year.It snowed heavily on the day of the finale, and I wished I could spit out ice balls with my mouth open.

Zhou Gong curled up under the eaves, even though he had huddled his body into a ball as much as possible, he still felt so cold that he couldn't breathe.Zhou Kun was walking back with a string of bacon in his hand.When passing by Zhou Gong, he stopped and frowned at the shivering people in the snow.

Zhou Kun reached into his bosom, touched a few copper coins, thought for a while, and added a small piece of broken silver, "Take it." He took the other's hand and stuffed the money in, "Go back early."

Zhou Gong couldn't help shaking when he heard the other party's voice. Zhou Kun stood up while hesitating, and gradually drifted away in the snow.

The one holding the bacon is still the left hand.

"Card!"

Following Gu Jianmin's order, the production crew automatically cheered, and Gu Jianmin shouted with a loudspeaker: "Finish!"

He packed his things with vigorous movements that were completely incompatible with his bloated clothes.

"I shipped it to the hotel to reserve a seat, and I will report after I pack up." Gu Jianmin looked at his watch, "The table starts on time at [-]:[-], and we will not wait when it is overdue!"

"Oh!"

Fei Nansheng got into the nanny's car and took a deep breath when he heard the cheers that couldn't be blocked by the car door.

"it is finally over."

Li Youyi was busy changing his costumes.

Han Qian knocked on the car door outside, and Li Youyi shouted, "Wait a minute." Then he quickly wrapped Fei Nansheng in his coat.

Han Qian opened the car door and came in: "Director Gu caught me and told us to participate." He took off his gloves and threw them on the table.

"It will be Chinese New Year in three days. It's already 27. What are your plans?" Han Qian asked Fei Nansheng. Last lunar year, he went to the Han family and the Xiao family each, so he found a resort and fished for a few days. fish.It was only then that I remembered that Fei Nansheng had no relatives in China, and he didn't know how he lived like this last year.

Fei Nansheng thought for a while: "I ate hot pot with Zhao Han last year." He remembered that he had to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year, and said to Han Qian, "If you are busy, go, I can do it by myself."

An emotion called sourness quickly occupied Han Qian's heart. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were soaked in it, soaking it thoroughly, which made his throat tighten.

Han Qian coughed: "No, I don't have anywhere to go." Seeing Fei Nansheng looking at him suspiciously, he hurriedly explained, "That's to see my grandpa and grandpa. The two of them have many descendants. If there aren’t many, I won’t go, but I can save them some snacks.”

Just as he was talking, Han Qian's cell phone rang, and it was Xiao Xiaoyu.

As soon as Han Qian pressed the answer button, he heard Xiao Xiaoyu say, "I don't need to hide and go fishing this year, right?"

Han Qian had just told Fei Nansheng that there was no need to run outside, fearing that Xiao Xiaoyu would arrest him, he asked, "Mom, what's the matter with you?"

Xiao Xiaoyu raised her voice: "Hey, do you mean you dislike me or do you mean you dislike me?"

"Mom, it's really not. I still live as usual."

"Don't fool me. I met Dr. Chen." Dr. Chen is Han Qian's massage therapist. He was dug out from the quilt by Chen Feng in the middle of the night, and drove all the way to the hotel by taxi. He made it for Han Qian with red eyes. Massage.

Han Qian glanced at Chen Feng, who was pretending to be innocent, and knew that this guy had forgotten to tell Dr. Chen to keep silent.

"Come back to me, at least let my mother have a look."

Han Qian had no choice but to answer, and was thinking about what to do with Fei Nansheng, Xiao Xiaoyu's tone changed: "Then who will come together?"

"Who?" Han Qian became vigilant.

"Tip."

"You want to tip? Don't, pack a red envelope, bigger one."

Xiao Xiaoyu snorted coldly: "Just pretend to be confused with me, right? Then I'll come to the door myself."

Han Qian glanced at Fei Nansheng, and tried to make his voice sound normal: "Mom, what, I know, it must be."

"It must be something, you must give me an accurate word."

"Oh, just go back and go back. Want to bring you something?"

Xiao Xiaoyu knew Han Qian was perfunctory when she heard it: "Bring someone here, don't pretend to be confused!"

"I don't need anything? All right, I understand. Hang up first, Director Gu is waiting for dinner. See you later."

Han Qian hung up the phone regardless of Xiao Xiaoyu's threat on the other end.

Seeing that Fei Nansheng didn't have any special reaction, Han Qian immersed himself in sending a text message to Xiao Xiaoyu: "Don't scare people away for me. I haven't written a word yet."

Xiao Xiaoyu quickly replied to the text message: "Your mother helped you draw!"

Han Qian thought yes, yes, then you will paint me as a duck egg again.

The author has something to say:

Every time I open the USB flash drive at work, there is a document next door to Nansheng. Yingying Yanyan said: "Come on!" Almost trying her best to "Go! Your brother hasn't entered the bridal chamber yet!" Then viciously off.

Also, originally Nansheng planned to make 18, this is going to explode@[email protected]