Laid-off and re-employment

Lang Hengyan, who was ruthlessly exposed by his family members, immediately couldn't stand up in front of his two former colleagues, and was even directly labeled as an annoying person who had been in the circle for many years and had no friends.

Yan Zhuoying acted as if he didn't hear anything, but Zhang Bieyu didn't manage his expressions very well, and his eyes became subtle for a while.

With so much money and background, no friends?Yes, love is true.

The four people present fell silent for a while, Qi Yun knew that his eldest nephew and Yan Zhuoying debuted on the same show, and he was well aware of the relationship that they had never dealt with.

I have never heard Lang Hengyan say a few good words about Yan Zhuoying, how could the two be friends.Although Yan Zhuoying is a little bit negative news now, but the predicament is always only temporary, and this time is not a waste of time to make enemies with others.

Qi Yun could see it clearly, and took the initiative to step forward to break the silence. He smiled at Yan Zhuoying: "Your assistant is not here today, how did you have lunch?"

"Someone brought me food, thank you Brother Qi for your concern." Faced with Qi Yun's concern, Yan Zhuoying was a little flattered, after all, he had never talked to him in private before.

Yan Zhuoying's attitude towards this actor who is both literary and artistic is completely different from that of Lang Hengyan, and he respects him from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Yun nodded, and turned to look at Lang Hengyan: "Let's go, what are you doing here in a daze, didn't you say you're hungry because you haven't eaten?"

"I..." Lang Hengyan was about to say something, but Qi Yun shot him with a look. Like a mouse seeing a cat, he immediately responded with a twitch of his tail and followed Qi Yun away.

It's just that when he left, he didn't forget to turn his head and give Zhang Bieyu a hard look, wanting to keep this person who said he had bad breath firmly in his heart.

One day, he will be responsible for his current oral sensitivity.

Yan Zhuoying saw that he was still doing some little tricks, thinking that you were cowardly, so she frowned and walked straight away, standing in front of Zhang Bieyu to block him tightly, and after meeting Shang Lang Hengyan's gaze, she even rushed at him He showed his standard eight-toothed smile.

Enjoy it, this was voted the most charming smile of the year by Esquire.

Originally thought that his behavior full of boyfriend power would stir up waves in Zhang Bieyu's fan heart, but unexpectedly he clicked his tongue and complained, "If you stop, he won't be able to see it if I lip-synch him." .”

Yan Zhuoying: ...

"I'm sorry." He stepped aside resolutely, but Lang Hengyan had already turned the corner and left, so it was still a step too late.

Zhang Bieyu pursed his lips, and couldn't help asking: "Is Qi Yun also the lead actor in this play?"

"Yes, besides him and Huo Hongyun, plus me, there are three plot lines in total." Yan Zhuoying sat down at the table again, and finished the remaining soup in the bowl.

Zhang Bieyu was startled, and was instantly attracted by the name Huo Hongyun, forgetting about Qi Yun and Lang Hengyan.

If love has color, it must be Huo Hongyun's red color!

Huo Hongyun, the goddess of the nation, a capable actress, although she is not from a major, but God chases after her to feed her, she just acts like what she looks like.Her name is the guarantee of ratings, as long as she makes a movie, I want my whole family to go to the movie theater to watch it.

Oh my god, if I didn't know Yan Zhuoying very well, I must ask him to get an autograph for me!

"Is she on the set now?" Zhang Bieyu asked calmly.

Yan Zhuoying shook her head: "No, it seems that sister Huo will join the group tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"yes……"

Zhang Bieyu felt a little disappointed, took the lunch box in his hand, put it back in the thermos bucket, and asked: "Do you still have a show this afternoon? Shall I send your dinner to the set or to the hotel?"

"There's a play, director Yan said hello in the morning, and the crew will have dinner together in the evening, so you don't have to give it to me." Yan Zhuoying said with a smile.

Zhang Bieyu nodded, thinking that he was a big star on the set, and there were no assistants around him, but he also felt that it was inappropriate to say this, and it was a bit self-recommended, so he didn't say anything in the end, just called Yan Zhuoying Greeted and left the set.

After returning to his happy hometown, Kaixuan Tu Restaurant, Zhang Bieyu handed over the thermos bucket to his aunt to wash, and went straight to the counter to find Sister Tao who was teaching Xiaolu how to read accounts.

"Sister." Zhang Bieyu leaned on the counter and yelled, and Sister Tao didn't lift her eyelids at him, "Just talk and fart if you have something to say, I'm busy."

Zhang Bieyu pursed his lips, and gave Xiaolu a wink: "Take a break, and take a Haagen-Dazs."

Xiao Lu immediately slipped away, leaving only Zhang Bieyu and Sister Tao staring at each other across the counter.

"I have something to tell you. I went to the set to deliver food to Yan Zhuoying today, and found that he didn't have any assistants. It felt strange to be alone on the set..." Zhang Bieyu was suddenly beaten by Sister Tao broken.

"So? You want to get Fei Fei over there to help?" Sister Tao broke his mind, looked at him and suddenly laughed, "You and Yan Zhuoying had nothing to do before, why are you so interested in him all of a sudden? Huh? It’s delivering food and helping to find an assistant.”

Zhang Bieyu coughed, and said vaguely, "I'll help you."

"Pull it down, and talk to me like this." Sister Tao laughed, not believing it at all.

Zhang Bieyu clicked his tongue: "Why don't you believe it? I was also the one who was cheated by Chuanxin. I couldn't do anything with Chuanxin at the beginning, but Yan Zhuoying is different. His fans have all the comments on Chuanxin Weibo. gone."

"Didn't Yan Zhuoying post Weibo to make them stop?" Sister Tao said.

"But he let Chuanxin suffer, I hold grudges, and I'm happy whoever let Chuanxin deflate." Zhang Bieyu's smile disappeared for a moment, and soon he changed into a hippie smiling face, stretched out his hand and made a mimi Gesture: "Although, I still have a little bit of selfishness."

Sister Tao paused: "What selfishness?"

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it's rumored that the sky is cold, so this kid doesn't want to directly destroy the letter, right?Or should you seize this opportunity and directly invest in shares, get up from wherever you fall and become the master?

But where did he get the money to buy the shares?

Sister Tao was wondering, when Zhang Bieyu smiled and said loudly: "Ihaveadream, I want to reopen the closed Kaixuan No. [-] store!"

Sister Tao: ...

Sorry, I was thinking too much.

I thought it was a mouse dragging the gourd, and the big one was in the back. I didn't expect that Zhang Bieyu really only had his own one-acre three-point land in his heart, and he was a level of nothing to do if he asked for leave for a meeting.

She looked at Zhang Bieyu and couldn't help asking again: "That's it?"

Zhang Bieyu looked serious: "Actually, it's more than that."

He raised his finger and pointed to the large, slightly empty wall in the restaurant, and said seriously: "I think it's too empty here, and I should hang some photos on it."

Sister Tao looked at him: "Wouldn't it be enough if you took two selfies and posted them?"

"My photos are worthless. Without traffic, I can't attract people to check in." Zhang Bieyu sighed, and winked at Sister Tao: "At this time, I have to borrow a little bit from others."

"That's all you want? That's easy, I'll help you get a signed photo of Yan Zhuowing right now." Sister Tao said.

Zhang Bieyu clicked his tongue: "He alone is not good-looking. We pay attention to the flourishing of literature and art. People can make handprints on the Avenue of Stars. Why can't I build a big wall of stars and let them all post photos and sign their cards."

Thinking better than dreaming, Sister Tao looked at Zhang Bieyu and was silent for two seconds, then calmly reminded: "Yu, this is Kaixuan Tu Restaurant, and the score on Dianping is only 3.8, not 8.3. Stars will not come to your place for nothing. Have a meal."

"The full score is only 5 points. Where did 8.3 come from? And that's because I didn't spend money to score 3.8 points. Besides, stars will not come by themselves, but will be brought by others." Zhang Bieyu finally named the theme center: " Let them be brought by Yan Zhuoying, this is called the Belt and Road Initiative.”

Sister Tao: ...

My head is a little dizzy, this guy is really watching the current affairs during this time.She calmed down, and asked: "It means that what you did has nothing to do with Yan Zhuoying himself? If anyone comes to oppose the letter and has traffic, you are willing to help."

"Oh, wrong. If I terminate the contract with Chuanxin, I will definitely not help. At most, I will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and watch the dog bite the dog." Zhang Bieyu smiled: "I like to deal with polite people, and I also like to deal with polite people. Good-looking people to deal with."

"Okay, okay." Sister Tao nodded and clapped her hands suddenly; "There is something I forgot to tell you."

"What?" Zhang Bieyu asked.

Sister Tao: "On the location of Triumph No. [-] store before, now there is a Wangmazi Malatang. Their business is very good. I guess they won't give up the storefront to you."

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Bieyu frowned: "I know there's a Malatang store there. I went around when I had nothing to do. There were four or five tables in one store, which was comparable to the business level of our store at the beginning. , is also rushing to go bankrupt, how can the business be successful?"

Sister Tao looked at him: "It's not what it used to be, my Yu. Last week, Lang Hengyan, whom you hate, went there to eat and was photographed by fans. A lot of people went to check in, and now they have to queue up every day."

"Grass!" Zhang Bieyu cursed severely.

Why is it him again, new hatred and old hatred are added together, how can this Lang Hengyan linger?Zhang Bieyu was heartbroken: "Why did he go there to eat?"

A sense of crisis immediately surrounded him.

Sister Tao looked at him: "He can eat whatever he wants, can you hold him down? And there is one more thing, you said that you asked Fei Fei to help Yan Zhuoying as an assistant, and he was willing to go. What if Ying is not happy?"

"I'll take care of Fei Fei. Yan Zhuoying is your part." Zhang Bieyu walked towards the back kitchen after saying that, turning his head to Sister Tao and saying, "I believe you, that's right."

Sister Tao sneered: "You should ask Fei Fei to agree first."

Zhang Bieyu came to the back kitchen, found Zhang Feifei and told his arrangement directly, and Zhang Feifei, who had realized his personal work and life value in the back kitchen job, directly refused.

Standing by the stove, he shook his spoon and said, "No, I am happy to cook. I don't have to serve tea and water as a babysitter every day. If I fry my own rice well, it is a big success. Don't go."

Zhang Bieyu clicked his tongue: "Didn't you say that your idol is the golden broker Jiang Zhaorong? Do you want to be like him?"

"No, I have changed my idol now. My current idol is Gordon Ramsay, the world's top chef!" Zhang Feifei turned his head and smiled, "A true industry elite."

"I didn't ask you to do it all the time, but to help you temporarily." Zhang Bieyu changed his words.

Zhang Feifei was determined: "Don't do it!"

"Do you want to do it or not!"

"Don't do it!" Zhang Feifei refused verbally, and the iron pan and spatula in his hand danced loudly, "I am a first-rate cook in the kitchen, but a third-rate assistant outside, don't go!"

Zhang Bieyu said angrily: "Go help double your salary, will you do it!"

Zhang Feifei shook the pot violently and roared, "Who do you look down on!"

He stared at Zhang Bieyu's face, and stretched out two fingers, "Twice."

"make a deal!"

In the smell of oily smoke and fireworks in the kitchen, Zhang Feifei's voice immediately softened: "Boss, when will you be on duty tomorrow?"