Laid-off and re-employment

It took Yan Zhuoying five seconds to realize that Zhang Bieyu was saying that he looked like Willy Wonka. He silently pulled down the mirror on the top of the co-pilot, looked at it carefully for a while, and then pulled down the fisherman hat on his head a little, Calmly said: "This is the latest fashion, you don't understand."

Zhang Bieyu looked at him hesitating to speak, but then he thought about the current fashion blockbuster looks similar to the dance master, he really didn't understand it, so he just nodded and said: "I really don't understand, but we have to go now, you sit down Is there any problem with the co-pilot?"

"As long as you don't break the rules and get caught, you should be fine." Yan Zhuoying fastened her seat belt, stretched her legs and said, "The co-pilot is indeed more spacious than the rear, next time I will sit in the front .”

"Then sit in the front." Zhang Bieyu felt that he didn't recognize him in this appearance, and others probably wouldn't recognize him either, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

After turning on the seat heating and seat massage for Yan Zhuoying, Zhang Bieyu stepped on the accelerator and drove off, heading straight to the two Michelin-starred Soho Pavilion, the two's destination today.

The location of the store is in the high-tech zone, the high-rise buildings are lit with neon lights, and the contrast between the old and new cities is too strong after crossing a bridge, as if passing through a time-space tunnel to another world.

Yan Zhuoying had already booked a private room in advance, and when he was about to arrive, he ordered someone to start serving the dishes. By the time the two of them arrived in the private room, the steaming dishes had already been placed on the table.

Say a few words less, eat two more meals.

After the two of them washed their hands and sat down to let the mobile phone eat first, they started it directly.After the tin foil was opened, the scent of honey-bass perch had filled the room.

The thick sauce hangs on the fried fish, and a piece of fish with skin is put into the mouth. The crispy skin makes a rustling sound when chewed, and the mouth is full of sweet and sour taste.

If the perch caught in Dongsen can also be made into this taste and served in front of him, Zhang Bieyu feels that it doesn't matter if he can only catch perch forever.

After a meal, the two of them sat on a chair to rest, Yan Zhuoying looked at WeChat and replied to Sister Tao's message and asked, "What should we do now?"

Zhang Bieyu didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you full of announcements tomorrow?"

Yan Zhuoying paused, answered vaguely and began to lie: "Almost, until Double Twelve is an e-commerce event, there will be a lot of promotional advertisements, and maybe I will be a guest in other people's live broadcast rooms."

Although he had guessed in his heart that he might not have time to come tomorrow, Zhang Bieyu was still inevitably disappointed when the bad guess was confirmed.

He coughed and forced out a smile, looked at Yan Zhuoying and said, "I saw your new advertisement of Zhang Fuji, the special effect made you chubby, very cute."

"They seem to want to make dolls with that image, and I'll get you two." Yan Zhuoying looked at him, "Oh, by the way, how about the gift box I asked Zhang Hong to send you last time? Skin care products are good. use it?"

Mentioning the gift box of skin care products, Zhang Bieyu regained his energy. It was true that wild boars couldn't eat the chaff, and it took him a long time to study the packaging before he figured out how to open it.

Although I used to pay great attention to skin protection when I was an artist, but compared with the gift box sent by Yan Zhuoying, it pales in comparison.Every day, what to wipe first and then what to apply, layer after layer on the face like putting putty.

Regardless of whether these things are really useful or not, looking at the price and seeing such expensive things applied to the face, at least the psychological effect is in place. Looking in the mirror every day is not good objectively, but subjectively it is also better.

"However, Zhang Feifan also said recently that my skin has improved. It should not be my own psychological comfort." Zhang Bieyu said.

Yan Zhuoying stared at his face seriously for a while, then suddenly laughed: "I don't see any change, your skin has always been fine."

"That's innate." Zhang Bieyu hummed a little proudly.

The two rested for a while, Yan Zhuoying consciously paid the bill, and after going downstairs and getting into the car and fastened his seat belts, Zhang Bieyu turned to look at him and asked, "Why don't you ask me where I'm taking you?"

"You can still sell me?" Yan Zhuoying smiled at him, "Then remember to sell it more expensive, my traffic is very expensive now."

Zhang Bieyu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and asked him, "No matter how expensive China Mobile's data is, I'll burn up the 100 yuan data outside the plan every minute."

Yan Zhuoying laughed out loud, shook his head and said, "That's still not as expensive as that."

Zhang Bieyu drove to a Wanda shopping mall within a short distance. Before he got close, he heard the deafening square dance music over there. It was either burning my calories or Wumeng Mountain was connected to the mountains beyond the mountains. There were several people on the square in front of the shopping mall. There are old men and old ladies who are dancing, and there are people dancing the national standard a little further away.

"It's too lively." Yan Zhuoying murmured.

Zhang Bieyu raised his chin towards the dancer and said, "Only songs that can appear on this kind of speakers and hair salon speakers can be called real explosions, understand?"

"Understood." Yan Zhuoying looked at the bustling crowd outside the window, and the smile on his face never faded.

He had already guessed where Zhang Bieyu was going to take him, but he didn't say.

Zhang Bieyu parked the car here, and the two of them got out of the car and walked towards Jin Street next to the shopping mall.Yan Zhuoying pressed down her fisherman's hat, looked around for a week and found no one was looking at her.

There was even a child who looked at him and suddenly frowned with horror, as if he saw something strange.

Yan Zhuoying: ...

Yes, my disguise was very successful, but I was a little sad.

"Aren't you really going to ask where I'm taking you?" Zhang Bieyu watched him ask the question just now again.

Yan Zhuoying looked at him, paused and asked, "Do you really want to hear me ask this question?"

"Ask me, it's hard to say the following lines if you don't ask me." Zhang Bieyu stood there and smiled at him, "Give me a chance and let me finish the lines."

Yan Zhuoying raised his eyebrows, coughed and immediately entered the scene, the expression on his face instantly became confused and asked: "Where are you taking me?"

"Take you to my new store." Zhang Bieyu walked quickly around a corner, stood under a big signboard of the Arc de Triomphe and said to him with a smile: "I still think you are the first customer of the new store, the first to see What is this store like?"

Zhang Bieyu was a little apprehensive. In fact, he didn't have this idea at first, but when he heard that Yan Zhuoying couldn't come tomorrow because of something, he suddenly wanted him to take a look at the store.

After all, the check-in wall of this store is also designed by him, and it is normal for him to be the first customer.

Zhang Bieyu knew that he was making excuses for his strange behavior, but he didn't dare to think about the reason for doing so.

Zhuoying looked at the name of the Arc de Triomphe restaurant written in burgundy cursive script on the milky white rough-rubbed bottom, which was in line with Lessismore's aesthetic standards of simplicity but not simplicity.

It's very pleasing to the eye, but even more pleasing to the eye is the boss who is standing at the door and smiling at himself.

I am the first guest, no one else has seen it, I have seen it, only me, I am Triumph VVVIP!

Obviously the answer he had guessed a long time ago, but the joy in his heart was not discounted at all, and it was almost full.

Yan Zhuoying walked over and saw that Zhang Bieyu was about to say something, but Zhang Bieyu told him to stand still at the door. He reached out and patted Yan Zhuoying's shoulder lightly: "I'll turn on the light, you wait at the door."

"Okay." Yan Zhuoying looked at him and nodded, and took a few steps back with his hands behind his back, indicating that he was waiting here.

Zhang Bieyu opened the door and went in, Yan Zhuoying stood at the door and waited for a while, all the lights on the signboard in front of him turned on instantly, the orange light and the sky between light blue and dark blue reflected in his eyes inside.

It was the same dusk as usual, but it was not the same as usual at all. My heart was beating faster, but I was anxious about anticipation. Something was about to burst out of the ground.

Yan Zhuoying lowered his eyes, just because the idea that suddenly appeared in his head felt ridiculous, but at this time Zhang Bieyu pushed the door out with a smile, wearing a black apron on his body.

Yan Zhuoying looked at him, and two words jumped out immediately.

It's ridiculous, but there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that.

Yan Zhuoying walked in with Zhang Bieyu, without saying anything, but her heartbeat kept speeding up.

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a bar counter. A check-in wall separates the bar counter from the dining area in the lobby. The lighting in the store is mainly orange, and with the music in the store, everything is very soft.

Just like how Zhang Bieyu felt for himself.

Yan Zhuoying was led to the check-in wall, and Zhang Bieyu showed him the newly-arranged check-in wall, and asked with his hands behind his back, "How is it? I listened to you and revised it, isn't it nice?"

All kinds of oil painting frames are hung on the wall. The part of the canvas has nothing, which is convenient for people to stand behind and take a group photo. There are also some oil paintings with no face or only half, which is also suitable for people to take pictures.

Yan Zhuoying looked at it and nodded: "It's pretty good, it looks better than the one at the beginning."

"That kind of thing is indeed a bit outdated." Zhang Bieyu folded his arms and said, "I went to a few online celebrity shops to check, and they really don't have that kind of wall anymore."

In fact, he likes light pollution quite a bit, but everything is money-oriented, and if the people don't like it, he doesn't do it.

Zhang Bieyu took him to the back kitchen for another tour. There was a dessert counter in the middle of the hall, where guests could watch the dessert chef making cakes or making juice while eating.

"You sit here."

Zhang Bieyu asked Yan Zhuoying to sit in the seat closest to the dessert counter, quickly served him a plate, and then brought out an ice cream cake from the freezer of the dessert counter and put it in front of him.

"Try it, the cake made by my new pastry chef." Zhang Bieyu sat opposite him and said, "I think this is the best one he made."

Yan Zhuoying smiled while holding a fork: "I have to stay in the gym for 10 more minutes to take a bite."

"This one is iced and has no heat." Zhang Bieyu told him to taste it quickly, speaking self-deception.

Yan Zhuoying picked it up and tasted it, Zhang Bieyu looked at him and asked seriously: "How is it?"

The ice cream and cake on the tip of the tongue almost melted together, the thick milky aroma was simple and satisfying, Yan Zhuoying swallowed a mouthful, looked at Zhang Bieyu and said with a smile: "It's very sweet and delicious."