Laid-off and re-employment

Lang Hengyan hadn't eaten such a wonderful melon for a long time. He sat in the VVIP seat, not daring to blink his eyes, waiting for Zhang Bieyu's next move.

But it is absolutely impossible for Yan Zhuoying to let him know more, and directly kick him out of the house, in the name of his health.Lang Hengyan stood at the door and knocked on the door to make a serious protest, but the protest was ineffective.

On the contrary, it was his own bladder that gave him a heavy blow. When Lang Hengyan went downstairs to the toilet, he still crossed his legs and moved down step by step, trying to minimize the vibration.

Finally got rid of the third party, Yan Zhuoying and Zhang Bieyu were relatively silent in the room, the two were sitting on a chair, one was holding a flower and the other was propping his head, they hugged back to back, the silence kept fermenting.

After a long time, Zhang Bieyu asked, "Lang Hengyan won't go out and talk nonsense."

"What nonsense, we didn't do anything." Yan Zhuoying said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bieyu immediately turned around and asked, "So you want to go back on your word?"

"Repent what?" Yan Zhuoying touched his nose and said a little guilty.

Zhang Bieyu choked, and the rose in his hand suddenly became unscented. He put the flowers aside, turned to look at him, coughed, took a gentle offensive, called his name in a low voice and asked, "Why are you here today?" Send me flowers?"

Yan Zhuoying didn't look at him, and tried to let herself say naturally: "Congratulations, you are recording a program here."

Shit, you just found out.

Zhang Bieyu smiled and was not angry, but still said softly: "Then why did you send 99 roses? You must have other intentions."

Don't resist guys, love is just one word, you only say it once.

Facing the enemy's gentle policy, Yan Zhuoying remained unmoved, still looked at the empty space ahead, and said, "It doesn't mean anything else, there are no other flowers in the flower shop, so I bought this."

"You put it down, a flower shop can come to take advantage of as many people a day, and one of you is enough." Zhang Bieyu broke his power in an instant, but quickly stabilized his emotions, and continued to encourage: "To be honest, I don't break the law. "

Yan Zhuoying finally turned to look at him, the two looked at each other, Yan Zhuoying lowered his eyes and said, "I do have other intentions."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Bieyu asked.

Yan Zhuoying: "If I buy roses for you to celebrate, the roses can be reused by you to make flower cakes, and the money I bought for flowers is not in vain."

Zhang Bieyu: ...

His voice was a little trembling: "Then you have a business mind, but you can't eat this flower."

"Then you just watch it." Yan Zhuoying was not afraid of the boiling water, so he decided to run away to the end.

Anyway, I have already lost all the embarrassment I can lose today, and I am not afraid of even more embarrassment, so I don't care.

Zhang Bieyu retreated back to the chair and sat down, took a deep breath and told himself repeatedly in his heart that today it was his fault and he had no right to be angry, and was about to pry his mouth open next, when Yan Zhuoying turned around and looked at him .

"Why didn't they tell me when they came to record the show?" Yan Zhuoying looked at Zhang Bieyu, "Why didn't you tell me before, why did you wait until today? Is there anything else you can't say to me?"

He paused, and his face instantly became sad: "Could it be that you are afraid that if I find out, I will adjust the schedule to record your episode? You don't want me to come?"

Zhang Bieyu watched him change his face: "How is it possible? I only found out later that they are going to record the show, okay?"

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Yan Zhuoying asked.

Zhang Bieyu looked at him and blinked, "Because of Lang Hengyan."

Yan Zhuoying:? ? ?

Why is it this guy again?It's endless, right?

"Kaixuan's being on the show was recommended by Lang Hengyan. I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable if you found out, so I didn't know how to tell you. I was afraid that you would misunderstand that I have a good relationship with him." Zhang Bieyu said.

Yan Zhuoying: "Even if you keep it from me, I will know sooner or later!"

"That's right, that's why I said I'll tell you something after you finish the exam today. I'm worried that if I tell you before the exam, it will affect your mood." Zhang Bieyu said.

The topic turned around and returned to the original question, Zhang Bieyu looked at Yan Zhuoying and asked, "What do you think I'm going to tell you?"

Yan Zhuoying groaned and said, "Didn't you think you were going to say something to me?"

Zhang Bieyu stared at him, suddenly laughed, sighed and said: "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to, and it's pointless to force you to say it. A twisted melon is not sweet."

As expected, Yan Zhuoying was thrown into a rut by taking a step back. He hesitated to speak for several times, and pulled himself in his heart. Finally, after thinking and thinking, it was all like this anyway. He decided to break the can, and slowly stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Bieyu hand.

"I was messed up today, and I wasn't ready." Yan Zhuoying looked at him, blushed and said softly, "Wait for me a little longer."

Zhang Bieyu felt the temperature and moisture in his palm, stared at him for a while, and asked aloud: "What are you waiting for? Waiting for you to get off work or waiting for your successful transformation? Waiting for you to get a movie star?"

Yan Zhuoying: ...

Yan Zhuoying: "It's been too long since I was an actor, I don't know if I can get one when I reach the statutory retirement age."

Zhang Bieyu choked, and looked at him angrily and amusedly: "Can you be a little more confident?"

"Idealism can't be divorced from the basis of reality, and the actor is not a freelancer." Yan Zhuoying clenched his hand tightly, afraid that he would let go: "But I will definitely work hard."

Zhang Bieyu looked at him and raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak for a while.

During the silence, the phone rang, Yan Zhuoying saw that it was Sister Tao's call, he quickly picked it up with his other hand and asked her what was the matter.

Sister Tao also breathed a sigh of relief after knowing that he had passed his third subject, and said, "This afternoon's magazine shooting starts at three o'clock, you haven't forgotten it, have you?"

"No, I'll come here with Zhao Yi." Yan Zhuoying said.

Sister Tao responded, and then said: "In two days, we will start preparing for the rehearsal of the New Year's Eve concert. Rice asked if you need tickets?"

Yan Zhuoying looked at Zhang Bieyu after hearing the words: "If you want, help me get a few, not too many."

Sister Tao answered and hung up the phone. Seeing this, Zhang Bieyu said, "Some people are going to work."

"How did you arrange for the New Year's Eve, do you want to watch if I have tickets here?" Yan Zhuoying looked at him, "My show shouldn't be very late."

Zhang Bieyu thought for a while and said, "Yes, I should have time."

"Okay." Yan Zhuoying smiled and still looked at Zhang Bieyu. He hadn't waited for his answer just now, and he wanted to wait a little longer.

Seeing him staring at him, Zhang Bieyu frowned and asked, "Why are you still sitting still? It's too late if you don't leave now."

Yan Zhuoying: "I..."

He paused, and suddenly understood what Zhang Bieyu meant.Maybe he didn't want to answer this question, or maybe he needed a little time to think before he could answer it for himself.

Anyway, I should go now.

Yan Zhuoying, who was aware of it a little, felt as if someone had beaten him with a sap, his internal organs were twisted together, he was uncomfortable but he couldn't say it out.He slowly let go of Zhang Bieyu's hand, stood up and walked out the door.

He was thinking about whether he was rejected, when he suddenly heard Zhang Bieyu calling his name from behind.

Yan Zhuoying paused, a little afraid to turn around and face it, he was worried that if he turned around, he would lose everything, but he had to face some things.

He took a deep breath and turned his head, suddenly feeling a heat on his face.

Kissing gently, although Yan Zhuoying did not close his eyes, he was not sure if it was him or not.

Zhang Bieyu slowly put down his hand on his shoulder, looked at Yan Zhuoying's eyes, and said softly, "Your eyelashes are really long."

Yan Zhuoying turned her head in a daze, still unable to believe what just happened.

"Now you can choose to go out to call the police and someone harass you, or you can choose to go out to work." Zhang Bieyu smiled at him, "Which one do you think is better?"

Yan Zhuoying said in a daze, "I think it's better to do it again."

"It's gone, next time..." Zhang Bieyu hadn't finished speaking when a strong force struck him, and Yan Zhuoying hugged him tightly, feeling his chin resting in the socket of his shoulder.

Zhang Bieyu coughed and patted his back as the originally cold auricles warmed up due to his breathing: "Take it easy, light on the hero, your ribs will break in your arms."

Yan Zhuoying immediately let go of his hand and looked at him: "You..."

"You're going to be late if you don't go." Zhang Bieyu pulled him to the door, helped him put on his hat and mask, opened the door and looked at him and said, "Remember not to let Zhao Yi send flowers by mistake next time. "

"I will deduct his bonus." Yan Zhuoying looked at him with ten thousand reluctance: "Then I'm leaving?"

"Let's go, pay attention to safety, remember to go through the side door, don't be bumped by Huang Dou's people." Zhang Bieyu bowed to him, and he closed the door until he saw Yan Zhuoying went downstairs with three steps and turned his head back.

Now he was the only one left in the room, Zhang Bieyu was jumping and jumping in the room, the phenomenon of atavism was vividly manifested in him, he was beating his chest while doing a tap dance and making a silent cry to celebrate the incomparable meaning in his life special day.

Although some things have not been said clearly, both of them know that this state is the best for them now.

After being alone and happy for a while, Zhang Bieyu coughed and straightened his clothes, pursed his lips, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, opened the door and went straight to the back kitchen downstairs.

The matter here is settled, and the accounts that should be settled should also be settled carefully.

He walked directly to the door of the back kitchen, looked at the guys who were chatting inside, and asked aloud, "Who dragged me a few hundred meters just now?"

The originally lively back kitchen was silent for a moment, only Zhang Feifan asked while shaking the spoon: "I just heard that someone came to arrest you, what happened?"

"Yes, I also want to ask what's the matter." Zhang Bieyu glanced at their faces, feeling that he had not done enough in the ideological education of employees.

Especially after he knew what they were thinking, both Zhang Feifan and Zhang Bieyu were stunned.

Zhang Bieyu is the boss who took over the family business and now hides his identity and wants to use the restaurant business to whitewash himself, and Zhang Feifan is even more important.

He is as ruthless as a knife, with many lives on his back, wielding a kitchen knife during the day and dancing with a machete at night. He is the kind of character setting in the rule of law online who can directly execute the death penalty without probation.

After hearing these descriptions, the two learned from the painful experience, and finally made an important decision.

On this day, the second store of Kaixuan lost the TV in the lobby.