Just when Da Lizi zoomed in, Qin Zhouwan turned his face away, saw the camera facing him, and paused subconsciously.

Da Lizi was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he quickly said, "Boss Qin, I just pat casually. If you don't want to do this part, I won't give it to the later stage."

Qin Zhouwan glanced at him and said lightly: "Let's shoot."

Da Lizi felt that Qin Zhouwan was a little unhappy, but it didn't seem to be aimed at himself.

Suddenly Qin Zhouwan's mobile phone on the sofa rang, he walked over and bent over to pick it up, pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

It was his assistant who told him that there was a charity auction at the Yuanchuan Art Museum on the weekend, and asked him if he would like to participate, and then reported the name of a painter, saying that this time there would be a work by him a few years ago, which was an auction One of the most collectible collections at the meeting.

Qin Zhouwan remembered that painter, and also remembered that painting.

The painter was the one Yu Mian liked very much back then, and the painting was the one he had seen with Yu Mian.

The assistant knew that Qin Zhouwan was very busy recently. He had to take care of the company's affairs and participated in a project on the β station. He heard that he was recording a variety show, so he added another sentence: "If you don't have time..."

She was interrupted by Qin Zhouwan before she finished speaking: "Tell them I will participate."

Although the assistant was surprised, he still said: "Okay, then I will reply to the organizer, and I will send you the specific time and place later."

Then she asked Qin Zhouwan if he could go back to the company because there were important documents that he needed to sign.

Qin Zhouwan looked at Yu Mian's tightly closed door, and said after a while, "I'll go back right away."

He hung up the phone and briefly told Zhao Zhenzhen about his weekend itinerary. Zhao Zhenzhen nodded and said that he would stagger his appointment and auction.

She no longer had any hope that Qin Zhouwan or Yu Mian would take the initiative to propose a date plan for her. After staring at the photography team to shoot the material, she called everyone in the team to the basement, and had a small meeting while eating. Study the plans of Qin Zhouwan and Yu Mian.

Everyone can see that the atmosphere between Qin Zhouwan and Zhou Jiaming is not very good. If two people get along alone, it is easy to be cold, so someone suggested that Qin Zhouwan should visit Zhou Jiaming at work when he has work.

Zhao Zhenzhen shook his head again and again: "When the scandal between them becomes popular tomorrow, you just wait for President Qin to come and cut you."

She roughly described her requirements: "Look for a place with a romantic atmosphere. There should not be too many people, and it is best not to have their acquaintances. Besides, it would be even better if you can promote physical contact..."

Zhao Zhenzhen spoke for half a minute, and finally concluded: "It's actually not difficult, right."

Da Lizi laughed dryly: "It's not difficult, I know where this kind of place is."

"Where is it?" Zhao Zhenzhen asked immediately.

"On the field of hope." Da Lizi said.

Zhao Zhenzhen mercilessly took a photo of his arm: "Don't be poor, no matter how poor you are, you will shoot all the materials this weekend."

In the end, the result of everyone's discussion was to let Qin Zhouwan and Zhou Jiaming go to a private small theater to watch the drama. If there is no interaction, they will be edited through shooting single-person shots, while the group of Yu Mian and Gu Xun will go to a bookstore that is half a cafe. , Binding a book or drawing a few bookmarks together.

After the meeting, Zhao Zhenzhen remembered that Yu Mian hadn't eaten yet, so he knocked on his door and asked him if he was hungry.

Yu Mian didn't answer, and opened the door a crack: "Has Qin Zhou left late?"

Zhao Zhenzhen glanced in the direction of the living room: "Let's go, his company has something to do."

Only then did Yu Mian fully open the door, Zhao Zhenzhen looked at him in a daze, and asked again: "Are you hungry?"

Yu Mian nodded, but her expression was absent-minded.

After a few seconds, he asked Zhao Zhenzhen, "Is there any noodles in the refrigerator?"

"You want to download it yourself? Farewell, I'll help you find out if Zhou Jiaming is around." Zhao Zhenzhen wanted Yu Mian to eat better, and he wanted to send a message to Zhou Jiaming to unlock the phone.

Yu Mian didn't want to contact Zhou Jiaming, so she paused and said, "Let me order takeaway."

Zhao Zhenzhen stopped, she knew that Yu Mian was in a bad mood now, and she wasn't going to force him to do something she didn't want to do, so she simply put the phone aside and said, "Then I'll cook for you, and you'll probably be so hungry when the takeaway arrives." son."

Yu Mian didn't have the strength to argue with Zhao Zhenzhen, so she obediently followed her to the kitchen.

Zhao Zhenzhen boiled a pot of water and found a bag of instant noodles from the refrigerator. After the water boiled, he put the noodles in. After about five or six minutes, he cut in a few slices of ham and threw away a handful of lettuce leaves.

"Add a little soy sauce." Yu Mian whispered.

Zhao Zhenzhen laughed with a "chi": "I still remember soy sauce, it seems that Young Master Yu is not heartbroken."

She dripped a few drops of soy sauce into the pot as Yu Mian said, and Yu Mian watched the color of the noodle soup gradually darken, and suddenly said, "I have something to do on the weekend."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zhenzhen asked casually.

Yu Mian took out her mobile phone and saw the message that her father sent her half an hour ago: "There is an auction."

Zhao Zhenzhen's eyes flashed: "The one in the Yuanchuan Art Museum?"

Yu Mian let out a "hmm" before remembering to ask, "How do you know?"

Zhao Zhenzhen coughed, but didn't tell Yu Mian that Qin Zhouwan would also go: "Aren't there paintings by the artist you liked in high school?"

Yu Mian was pure-hearted and didn't notice Zhao Zhenzhen's ambiguity, she just said, "Then Teacher Gu Xun and I..."

"Don't worry, I won't queue you for a day." Zhao Zhenzhen said.

After Yu Mian finished eating the noodles cooked by Zhao Zhenzhen, she went back to her room and wrote down the auction in her diary, and added a schedule reminder on her phone's calendar.

The auction of the Yuanchuan Art Museum was scheduled for Saturday afternoon. Yu Mian asked Zhao Zhenzhen for leave, and went back to his residence in advance to change into formal clothes. The driver at home was waiting for him downstairs, and he got into the car with the invitation letter.

The driver watched Yu Mian grow up since he was a child, and Yu Mian moved out of the house to live by himself after graduating from university. The number of times he picked up and dropped off the other party was greatly reduced. Seeing Yu Mian wearing formal clothes this time, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "Young master grows up. gone."

Yu Mian knew she was praising him, her ears turned red.

The driver turned on the navigation, and when he entered the destination, he remembered something, and said, "Master, I haven't been to the art museum for a long time, the last time I went was..."

He stopped to think about it, and Yu Mian had already figured out the answer without thinking.

"I still go with Mr. Qin...Mr. Qin." The driver almost called Qin Zhouwan's full name as before, but after realizing it, he swallowed it back in time, and replaced it with the respectful "Mr. Qin".

Yu Mian didn't speak, but the driver was getting old and began to like to recall the past: "It was cold outside at that time, and you insisted on letting someone ride a bicycle to take you. President Qin is also very good-tempered. He will agree to whatever you say. If you Surely you won't be so ignorant."

"Well," Yu Mian forced a smile, speaking in a soft and slow voice, "It won't happen."

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