Laid-off and re-employment

Zhang Bieyu never expected that the saying that there is water and fish to make a fortune would come true. He had to lament that it was his own fault, and he underestimated the instinct of the Chinese people to face the coin in the pool.

But he also has to say that some people are really not sincere and want to take advantage of the loopholes. When others throw coins and throw him tokens from the game hall, they deserve to be like idiots whose wishes cannot come true.

He and Yan Zhuoying stood by and watched quietly for a while, Zhang Bieyu lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think I should put up a sign that prohibits coin operation here?"

Yan Zhuoying paused: "Why? Don't you want people to put coins into it?"

"Yes." Zhang Bieyu said in a low voice, "but if I put up a sign to prevent them from voting, they will want to vote even more. Never underestimate the rebellious heart of human beings."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

Yan Zhuoying: "Then you might as well just put up a bronze statue of a wishing turtle with its mouth wide open, that would be a fatal temptation."

Zhang Bieyu thought for a while in silence, he nodded and said, "It's not impossible, I'll think about it then."

Yan Zhuoying swears that she just said it casually and didn't take it seriously, but Zhang Bieyu seems to be thinking about this issue seriously.For a while he hesitated to speak, and finally felt that the sky was big and the earth was big, and Zhang Bieyu was the happiest, even if a real bastard was put in it, there would be nothing wrong with it.

The good man Yan Zhuoying nodded and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Zhang Bieyu is in a good mood to get the support of the man, but a new problem arises, will he pay taxes on the money thrown in the pool?

But before he could ask this question, Yan Zhuoying said that he was very hungry, quickly diverted his attention from the gray income call in the pool, took Zhang Bieyu into the restaurant, and asked him what to eat at noon of.

Originally thought it would be a quiet time for food, Yan Zhuoying looked up and found that he was facing the oil painting "Napoleon crossing the St. Bernard Pass in the Alps" when he looked up.

Because of Zhang Bieyu's preference, he equipped this oil painting with a very gorgeous frame, and there are spotlights around the side to illuminate it, making it like an art gallery, and it is difficult to pretend to be blind to see it.

Being stared at by Yan Polun's eyes immediately, Yan Zhuoying and Benying were under a lot of pressure for a moment, he wiped his face, took a deep breath and told himself not to look around.

He propped his head up and looked at Zhang Bieyu, who was looking at the menu and asking what he wanted to eat, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that Napoleon will come out of the grave and ask you for copyright fees?"

"Everyone is dead, and the dead cannot be brought back to life. We must believe in socialist atheism." Zhang Bieyu took the menu and asked Yan Zhuoying to see if there was anything else he wanted to eat.

Yan Zhuoying simply ordered a few dishes, then casually raised his head and met Yan Polun on the wall again, he couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you hung this painting behind the counter?"

"The back of the counter is too small to fit, so I just hung it outside." Zhang Bieyu said.

Yan Zhuoying paused, lowered his voice and asked, "You hang in such a conspicuous place, did some fans find that the person on this painting is me?"

Hearing these words, Zhang Bieyu was silent for a long time, the atmosphere began to feel a little strange, Yan Zhuoying's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to use the gentlest voice to say: "If you have anything to say, it's okay."

Zhang Bieyu turned to look at him: "So far no fans have discovered this painting, but..."

Yan Zhuoying's original Panasonic heart suddenly lifted: "But what, you say, I can stand it."

"However, several customers told me that the painting they bought was wrong, and the face was imitated wrongly. Unlike Napoleon, the waiter told the boss that he was cheated. And..."

and?Why is there more?The smile on Yan Zhuoying's face froze.

"And some old customers asked if the face on this painting is my father, Kaixuan's own face." Speaking of this, Zhang Bieyu didn't dare to look Yan Zhuying in the eye.

I don't know if I should be happy or sad that I wasn't recognized.Yan Zhuoying looked at the painting in front of him and felt that he should think in a better direction.

People think of themselves as Zhang Bieyu's father, does this mean that he and Zhang Bieyu look alike, and the two have a husband and wife look?

But when he thought about it, other people didn't even know that Zhang Bieyu was Kaixuan's boss!How can I know that I look like him!

oh!Painful realization!

Yan Zhuoying looked at all his other chapters, and said numbly, "Let's eat, I'm hungry."

Although it is shameful to escape, it is useful. After a meal, Yan Zhuoying felt that he had recovered.He carefully looked at the oil painting on the wall, and would like to call it the emperor's new painting. Only a smart person can tell who is painted on it.

But he never expected that this smart person did not appear in his fan called Sister Ying, but appeared in Lang Hengyan's fan, Sister Wolf.

According to the description of Sister Wolf who witnessed it, when she entered the store and sat down, she thought the painting looked familiar, but when she was eating, the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, so she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of it.

As a result, he was directly recognized by Baidu's image recognition system on Yan Zhuoying's body.

I was stunned, what kind of operation is this?

At that moment, Sister Wolf was in a very complicated mood. She thought it was another problem with Baidu's picture recognition, but after posting this photo to the fan group, many Sister Wolf directly hammered the hammer to make a closing statement after seeing it.

This is why Yan Zhuoying changed his head and Napoleon couldn't run away.

I came to the conclusion that no one in the group spoke within 3 minutes, and everyone was thinking about a question, that is, why is the boss of Kaixuan like this?

Are you a fan?Or is it the fault of the Taobao store again?

Sister Wolf went to the forum group with doubts and posted a post, which directly blasted Sister Ying.

For a while, the photo of Yan Polun's oil painting was circulated among the Ying sisters. No one could say that the painting was not good, but no one could say that the painting was good either.

Because except for Yan Zhuoying's face, everything else belonged to Napoleon.

A lady eagle pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a very constructive opinion: [A conjecture may not be correct, is it possible that this is a picture of Napoleon and Brother Yan's Lalang fan]

[Same female, the crime does not end here]

[I can only say, let the dead go, the dead are the greatest. 】

[Napoleon is the emperor, he is the emperor, why did you do this to him! 】

[I'm talking irony, I'm talking irony! 】

[Although, who is 1 and who is 0? 】

Some local eagle sisters with full mobility went directly to the Arc de Triomphe Pro in an organized and purposeful way, and decided to use their eagle eyes to see what kind of monsters and ghosts this is.

As a result, when they arrived at the scene, they were all shocked by this oil painting with spotlights on. The neoclassical style rushed to their faces. Even if it was just a change of Yan Zhuoying's head, it would be impossible to paint this head without any basic skills.

Sister Ying is not afraid that this painting is not done with care, but she is afraid of putting her heart into it. Only with care can she not justify it with accidents and accidents.

Their moods are very complicated. The existence of this painting is part of it. It is not their own fans who discovered this painting, but their opponents who have leapfrogged their coffee.

Is it because they are not real fans, or is the enemy always the one who understands themselves best?

The Ying sisters made a deep reflection, and secretly vowed in their hearts that they would never let this kind of thing happen again!They stood in front of the painting and finished appreciating it silently, then took out their mobile phones and mirrorless cameras and began to take pictures of the oil painting, hoping to provide the clearest perspective for the sisters who couldn't come in the group.

All of this was seen by Zhang Bieyu. He was immersed in the joy of being recognized by Yan Zhuoying's fan sister for his high-definition painting, but he didn't know that Sister Ying had already decided on the nature of this painting in private, and directly labeled Yan Zhuoying. The imprint of Ying Hei Tu.

The big fans of Sister Ying contacted the staff of Yan Zhuoying's studio and sent the photo of the oil painting to let them handle the matter.

After all, everyone is here to chase stars to find happiness, not to wipe their butts and experience how to be a mother in advance.

But their cold treatment does not mean that others want to treat them coldly. Yan Zhuoying saw the photo of this oil painting again, and it was in Lang Hengyan's WeChat message.

Lang Hengyan: 【】

Lang Hengyan: [This is you? 】

Yan Zhuoying, who was sitting on the plane, held his mobile phone for a long time and did not reply. He felt that he was not someone who avoided problems, but it was really difficult for him to say hello, it`sme.

Lang Hengyan didn't seem to need his answer either, he just sat there hahahaha, and then sent another photo, which was a selfie of Lang Hengyan wearing a black hat and mask and the oil painting.

Yan Zhuoying: [You are sick, and you still ran to clock in]

Lang Hengyan: [It's so funny, why are you willing to hang out? 】

Yan Zhuoying: [Zhang Bieyu customized it for me, you don’t understand]

Lang Hengyan: […]

Lang Hengyan: [give me the link]

Lang Hengyan: [It just so happens that my future aunt is celebrating her birthday, so I will help my uncle give her this]

Yan Zhuoying: ...

He began to think about a question, whether Lang Hengyan wanted Huo Hongyun to be his future aunt.

"What's wrong?" Sister Tao sat down on the seat beside him, glanced casually at his phone, and suddenly saw the photo of the oil painting, she paused for a moment, coughed and said, "I just wanted to talk to you about the oil painting .”

Sister Tao said in a low voice: "This painting has been treated as a black picture by your fans, and it is not allowed to post it in Chaochao. But there are still many people who secretly check in and take pictures together."

Yan Zhuoying: ...

He was silent for two seconds and nodded, "That's okay."

"If someone goes to the store to ask, you can ask the waiter in the store to say that you don't know, it's all arranged by the boss." Sister Tao raised her eyebrows, "Anyway, they can't find the boss."

Yan Zhuoying: "I've already told him, don't worry."

"That's good. In fact, it's not a big deal. You don't need to worry too much about it. It's a big deal to meet Hua Xu when you land." Sister Tao turned to look at him. It’s time for a chivalrous drama, this time the hero and heroine will collaborate again, although this time you are a guest star, the announcement has also been slightly arranged.”

Yan Zhuoying recalled the fairy-tale drama about his dark history, and said slowly: "Got it."

"Do you have any contact with An Qing in private?" Sister Tao asked.

Yan Zhuoying nodded: "There are some, but not many. It was during the filming of the Xianxia drama, An Qing told me to see a psychiatrist after seeing my acting, and don't hide my illness from the doctor."

Sister Tao: ...?sea ​​drop

Yan Zhuoying: This is a good oil painting.

Sister Ying: Chaohua posted black pictures, deleted posts and banned words.

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Zhang Bieyu: What if I put a payment code on the back of the wishing turtle?

Yan Zhuoying: The Law Enforcement Team of the Industry and Commerce Bureau must arrive before your God of Wealth.

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