Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

However, what Lu Zicha didn't expect at all was that Ke Zhengqing didn't say anything else this time.

At this time, everyone in the program team had gone to rest, and the two of them had no scruples about talking.

Ke Zhengqing rubbed his chin, looked at Lu Zicha thoughtfully and with interest: "Why, you know the relationship between me and Tan Ling very well?"

of course!

Lu Zicha thought to himself, he is a man with a script in his hand, of course he knows very well that Ke Zhengqing, a sick girl, can't fall in love with him in the end, and he even killed He Tanling together!

What a pity, what a pity, he is Tan Ling's Bai Yueguang.

Even Ke Zhengqing, the domineering president, has to think carefully before taking action, otherwise, if he makes a fuss, Tan Ling will never let Ke Zhengqing go.

Lu Zicha bit her lower lip lightly: "How do I know about the relationship between Mr. Ke and Brother Tan Ling? Although Brother Tan Ling never mentioned you to me, I think you should be very good friends."

Look, people talk about Ling, but they never mention you——

Lu Zicha dug a hole for Tan Ling without any trace, and he dug it very naturally.

He didn't come to be a matchmaker for Ke Zhengqing and Tan Ling. He had to dig a hole when it was time to dig a hole, and he had to correct Ke Zhengqing, a sick girl.

After hearing what he said, Ke Zhengqing didn't say anything. He sneered, "Then you are wrong. He and I are not friends."

Harm, isn't it just chasing someone and getting dumped?

Let's be a good overlord, don't be so pessimistic?

What era is it now, we don't popular non-mainstream content that "if you don't love it, you hurt it".

Unexpectedly, Ke Zhengqing was so childish that he would not even admit that he and Tan Ling were friends.

"Well, what Mr. Ke said is what he said..." Lu Zicha said, "I don't know anyway, and those who don't know are innocent—"

"President Ke?"

Hearing Ke Zhengqing's rhetorical question, Lu Zicha immediately said dog-leggedly: "Brother Qing, Brother Qing, what else do you want?"

Can we stop letting him be the "escort"?

On the day of Lu Zicha, President Ke ate with him, chatted with him, and worked with him.

One of his little assistants has no skills at all, and one person does the work of three people, so don't be too tired.

"Tired?"

Hearing Ke Zhengqing's words, Lu Zicha finally came to his senses. He didn't know when he couldn't hold back his tired words.

"No, no, I'm fine."

However, Ke Zhengqing didn't let him go, he walked towards Lu Zicha step by step, until Lu Zicha had no way to retreat, so he could only use his hands to barely support the desk behind him, trying to maintain his standing posture: "Qing, Brother Qing, what are you going to do?"

"Can't you see what I want to do?"

Ke Zhengqing's fingers brushed against Lu Zicha's sensitive earlobe, making him shiver.

What the hell?

No, this is the legendary "assistant if you have something to do, assistant who's nothing to do with the crab", right?

Lu Zicha's face blushed a lot, her eyes couldn't find where she should look, and she looked incredibly innocent: "Brother Qing, what are you going to do? I haven't finished my work yet..."

A big hand with warm and well-defined bones was placed on Lu Zicha's left chest, making him limp and blushing: "Brother Qing, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's to help you look at your heart problems..." Ke Zhengqing said indifferently, "If you want to be my assistant, you have to be tired at a young age."

Lu Zicha: "..."

Ke Zhengqing was obviously playing tricks on him, and even wanted to show him a heart problem. With him like this, what kind of problem can he see?

"Tuk Tuk..."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Ke Zhengqing let go of his hand and distanced himself from Lu Zicha.

He turned around and sat on the sofa very naturally, and said, "Come in."

It turned out to be someone from the program team.

The afternoon shoot will also start.

For some reason, Ke Zhengqing and Lu Zicha were sitting quite far away, but they still keenly sensed that the atmosphere just now was unusual.

Xiaoguo stepped forward to help Lu Zicha tidy her hair, and saw that his face was flushed, as if something had happened, he snapped his fingers, and whispered to Lu Zicha, "You feel very hot, do you want some ice water?"

"Ice water?" Lu Zicha said, "Forget it, I'm quite sober now."

Xiaoguo whispered: "Your face is very red, and the makeup wasn't too heavy this morning. I'll ask a makeup artist to cover it up for you later."

"Okay, then hurry up."

By the afternoon, the work was going well, and Lu Zicha finally didn't have to worry too much.

When I went home at night, Lu Zicha slept soundly.

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The next morning, when Lu Zicha returned to the CEO's office, Ke Zhengqing came quite early and was already in his place.

Lu Zicha put the two cups of hand-ground coffee he bought in advance on his way to work and put them on his desk: "Mr. Ke, I bought coffee on the way."

Just as he was about to return to his seat, he felt his wrist being pulled. As soon as he turned around, Ke Zhengqing handed him one of the coffees: "This is for you."

"Thank you, Mr. Ke."

The staff who followed the filming were shocked, what happened, as long as these two people are framed together, the filter in the whole air will change.

Perhaps, this is their illusion?

All morning, everyone was in a meeting, and spent the non-stop meeting, and soon it was time for lunch. For the effect of the program, Lu Zicha naturally needed to go to the company cafeteria.

However, just as he was about to eat, he was stopped by Ke Zhengqing: "Xiaocha, what are you going out for?"

"Have a meal."

"You are here to work with me..." Ke Zhengqing didn't care about the filming. Anyway, he invested in this variety show. Since he spent the money, he naturally didn't care about the program process. "Mr. Fang has already ordered lunch, and it will be delivered right away .”

Why did you let him eat with you again?

Taking a lunch break should be considered overtime, right?

Lu Zicha looked at the cameraman with some sorrow, trying to get the staff to say something, but their expressions were all very...excited?

"You don't need to go to the cafeteria, it's good to shoot here."

"Ok."

Lu Zicha felt that Ke Zhengqing wanted him to work overtime at noon, but he had no proof, so he could only complain a little in his heart.

In less than 10 minutes, Mr. Fang knocked on the door and walked in, bringing in his lunch.

"Mr. Fang can't help?"

"No need..." Mr. Fang ignored Lu Zicha's frantic expression and left directly, "I'm going to the staff cafeteria."

On the tea table for the reception guests are the packaging boxes of a private dish, not a takeaway, but it looks very high-end at first glance.

Ke Zhengqing came over: "Noon is the rest time, so why don't you stop shooting? Let's go to the staff cafeteria for dinner, and come back to shoot after you have a rest at noon."