Laid-off and re-employment

No wonder, no wonder he was so enthusiastic, let himself take a shower and change clothes and asked himself what he wanted to eat!Even though I haven't seen him for so many years, even though he hasn't said a few words before, he has been silently paying attention to himself!

He even supported himself online, but he even remembered his name wrong!How sad he would have been!

God, I'm guilty!

Yan Zhuoying's heart was suddenly filled with guilt, she quickly quit Weibo and began to repent while clutching her chest.But he suddenly paused and found a point.

Qiaodou Gusai, if he is his fan and still pays attention to him, is it not a coincidence that the precise encounter at the beginning?But his intention?

Zhang Bieyu was about to light a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth, when he suddenly saw Yan Zhuoying turned his head and looked over, his eyes were so sharp.He was taken aback, and immediately put down the cigarette in his hand.

In the background of the cloudy and rainy day, Zhang Bieyu's skin looks whiter, and the curly black hair that has been permed rests on his forehead. The curved arc reduces the melancholy brought about by his appearance, and makes him more soft.

Judging from the appearance alone, this is indeed a good man's appearance.

Yan Zhuoying's eyes were a bit inquiring, Zhang Bieyu didn't know what happened, he held a cigarette between his fingers and asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Zhuoying, as a top rumorer, quickly managed his expression, smiled at the fan he had just discovered, and returned the phone to him, but soon he fell into doubt and introspection.

I started to get in his car, is this considered a private fan?

However, today Yan Zhuoying not only took the fan's car, but also ate at the fan's house.

Zhang Bieyu asked the chef to cook three dishes, one soup and a snack in one go, and took him to the private room, so that Yan Zhuoying, who was so hungry, could eat slowly without rushing, and also made a cup of Bannan Gen for him Drink it as water.

The thoughtful service convinced Yan Zhuoying that this former colleague whom he hadn't seen for a long time was really his loyal fan.

He looked at Zhang Bieyu who brought him a power bank, and said softly, "Don't be busy, sit down and rest for a while. I can't finish so many dishes, let's eat together."

"No, you can eat."

Zhang Bieyu's lunch was still undigested in his stomach, and he really couldn't eat it, but Yan Zhuoying pretended that he remembered that he had a cleanliness character, so he deliberately evaded it.

He looked at Zhang Bieyu with softer eyes: "Thank you very much today, if it weren't for you, I might have to walk back to the hotel."

"It's okay, I even splashed mud all over your body." Zhang Bieyu looked at Yan Zhuoying and apologized instead: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it either."

Yan Zhuoying looked at him and felt that whether this was intentional or not was still open to question.

The two of them looked at each other, Yan Zhuoying was about to insinuate Zhang Bieyu's fan status, the door of the box was pushed open by Sister Tao, she closed the door and went to the table and just sat down, Zhang Bieyu stood up.

"You two talk, I'm leaving first if there's nothing else to do."

As a result, just as he turned around, he was stopped by Sister Tao: "Don't go, help Zhuoying to the hotel later."

Seeing that she hadn't spoken yet, Zhang Bieyu explained to him, "We've been to the hotel before, and the door is full of media, so we can't get in at all. As long as I show my head, I will be discovered."

Zhang Bieyu nodded again and again: "Indeed, they are all human, and they are all guys."

Those with long guns, short cannons, microphones and cameras, if they get excited, they have to draw two holes in their new car, which is definitely not a gift.

"Still squatting?" Sister Tao frowned, "It shouldn't be."

Yan Zhuoying, who had to maintain his image in front of the fans, took a small bite of the food with the rice in his hand, but the taste was so good that he almost failed.He suppressed the desire to eat a lot of food, and said slowly: "At the beginning of the letter, there were also media outside, both at the front and back doors, and they were all squatting. As long as I showed my face, I would take pictures."

Zhang Bieyu was surprised when he heard it, there are media outside, Yan Zhuoying can't go to the sky, and he doesn't have an assistant security guard, how did he get out of the messenger?

He wondered, "Then how did you get out?"

"That's right. And you don't have a car, how did you come to the film and television base? Did you take a taxi?" Sister Tao also asked.

Yan Zhuoying stopped eating with chopsticks, coughed and said, "There is a BRT to the film and television base in the urban area. I'll take that one, and it only costs ten yuan per person."

Zhang Bieyu's eyes suddenly became complicated when he looked at him. From a professional nanny car to a ride to a BRT, this is an epic consumption downgrade.

Could it be that he is really going to file a lawsuit with Chuanxin to pay for bankruptcy here, right?

"As for how I got out..." Yan Zhuoying hesitated for a while, and said very embarrassedly: "I changed into Uncle Cleaning's clothes and came out with a cleaning cart pretending to be someone from the cleaning company."

Zhang Bieyu: ...

Sister Tao: ...

Can't tell, this guy also likes role-playing.

Zhang Bieyu couldn't help asking: "You are so tall alone, haven't you been recognized?"

"I was hunched over wearing a mask, and I deliberately wiped the glass and mopped the floor to take out the trash in front of them. No one noticed me." Yan Zhuoying said.

"It sounds quite powerful." Zhang Bieyu nodded.

It feels like this brother's acting skills of cleaning and getting away beat him to dominate the world on TV.

Sitting next to her, sister Tao sent a message while watching her mobile phone, asking Yan Zhuoying to eat first: "You eat first, and I will find a way to send you back to the hotel after eating. Tomorrow you go to the set with the crew, and follow them back to the hotel." hotel."

Yan Zhuoying responded with a sound and started to cook sullenly, eating as fast as possible on the basis of maintaining politeness, I have to say that he was really hungry, and the two French buns in Zhang Bieyu's car were not at all full at first.

Moreover, the taste of these stir-fried dishes is really good. It is the taste of oil and salt that celebrities should never touch when they lose weight, and it is the taste that can bring happiness.And this plump rice...

I love carbs!Carbs love me!

He cooked two bowls of rice in a row, and during the break in the middle, he still didn't forget to ask Sister Tao if this was the shop opened by her.As a result, Sister Tao raised her chin and said directly: "No, this is Bie Yu's shop, and now I'm his employee."

Zhang Bieyu, who was busy playing on his mobile phone and reposting various lottery Weibo, paused when he heard his name, looked up and smiled at Yan Zhuoying: "This is the second store I opened, sister Tao is now my manager."

"So that's the case." Yan Zhuoying nodded.

He looked at Zhang Bieyu's side face while playing with his mobile phone, and suddenly remembered that many artists have stage names. Could it be that Zhang Bieyu is just his stage name, and Zhang Kaixuan is his real name, right?

I buy Karma, this name is too old-fashioned.

"You..." Yan Zhuoying looked at him for a while, swallowed the food in his mouth, and in the mood to know more about his fans, he pursed his lips and asked: "Your stage name is Bie Yu, and your real name is Kaixuan. So this restaurant is called Kaixuan Tu Restaurant?"

Zhang Bieyu looked at him suddenly, seeing that he was not joking with sincerity, he was silent for two seconds before saying, "My father's name is Zhang Kaixuan."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

In a crisis of speech, Yan Zhuoying changed his face in a second, and said with a look of sudden realization that this is the case, and hurriedly changed the subject and asked: "This is the second store, where is the other store?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Bieyu said again: "The first store has closed down."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

This time, it's really impossible to deal with him. Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the routine?The box was getting quieter and quieter, and Sister Tao didn't say anything to help her out.

Yan Zhuoying looked at the rice bowl in her hands, and slowly reached out to Zhang Bieyu: "Excuse me, can you help me get another bowl of rice?"

Just let me cover my mouth with food, thank you.

The second bowl of rice was eaten in silence, and when Yan Zhuoying was halfway through eating, Sister Tao finally put down her phone and spoke: "Some of the media from the hotel sent messages to say hello, no wonder they have squatted until now Refuse to go."

She looked at Yan Zhuoying and said softly, "If someone backs you up, don't delay now. Public relations should be public relations, statements should be made, and lawyers should be hired."

Yan Zhuoying stared at her with her job in hand: "I don't have anyone to back me up, but I've already found a lawyer and I'm in the process of terminating the contract, and most of the money is already in preparation for a lawsuit with Chuanxin."

"No one to back you up? You're thinking of terminating the contract with Chuanxin without even looking for a new home? You..." Sister Tao looked at Zhang Bieyu's eyes, and swallowed back the cursing words behind her.

After all, I am not Yan Zhuoying's manager anymore, and I have neither the right nor the obligation to take care of so much, and worry about his future development path.

"Drink some water." Zhang Bieyu got up and poured a glass of water for each of them, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't quarrel."

Yan Zhuoying looked at the dangling water glass and was silent for two seconds, looked up at Sister Tao and said, "There are companies that have been contacting me, big and small, but I don't want to join this kind of entertainment company anymore."

"If you don't want to join the company, it's not bad to set up your own personal studio." Zhang Bieyu looked at Sister Tao, "Are you right, Sister Tao?"

Sister Tao said she didn't want to talk, she just rolled her eyes while leaning on the back of the chair.

Yan Zhuoying didn't care, just smiled and continued to eat. After the last bite of the meal, he put down his chopsticks to wipe his mouth, looked at Zhang Bieyu and asked, "How much is the total amount, can I give you a WeChat message?"

Just as Zhang Bieyu wanted to say no, Yan Zhuoying said, "I took your car today, so I can't eat without paying."

The first rule of a good idol is that you must never take a needle by a thread from your fans.

"You don't need to pay, just charge it directly to my account." Sister Tao sighed, looked at the messages that kept jumping up on her phone screen, and said softly, "The most important thing now is to find a way to get you into the hotel... "

Seeing her frowning, Yan Zhuoying was trying to persuade her not to worry too much, when Zhang Bieyu beside her suddenly stood up and pushed the door out, and walked in again after a while.

"What's wrong?" Sister Tao asked.

Zhang Bieyu smiled at her: "Go out and ask if there is any order at the hotel, and there are two orders to be delivered."

Yan Zhuoying was stunned, and saw Zhang Bieyu handing over a red hat: "Anyway, you have worked as a cleaner once today, and you can be a delivery boy again, why don't you help deliver a meal."

Yan Zhuoying took the red hat and looked at the word Triumph embroidered on it, couldn't help laughing, nodded and said, "Of course."

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, simply carry out the role-playing to the end.