I have nothing to do

16.

Yan Yu is an ordinary person, so after getting the scarf, he checked the price online.

The string of numbers displayed on the phone immediately made Yan Yu fidgety.

He guessed that the scarf would not be cheap, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive, which was equivalent to more than half a month's salary.

Yan Yu's mind is not how he gave me such an expensive scarf, but how I should return such an expensive favor.

Even if it was really given by a sponsor as Weng Chi said, but where did he get the sponsor for the investment... Yan Yu felt that the scarf in his hand was not a scarf but a hot potato.

When he was lying on the bed, Yan Yu's eyes fell on the packaging on the table. The color of the bag was eye-catching, and the logo was also conspicuous. If it wasn't for the dark night, he wouldn't have seen how fast Weng Chi was running. He would have to return what he said to Weng gallop.

Ah... so annoying, the scarf is so annoying, and so is Weng Chi.

The next morning, Yan Yu was still woken up by the alarm clock. The alarm clock he set for himself was based on the standard of ringing once every 15 minutes. From 6:7 to [-]:[-] in the morning, Yan Yu would always stick to the last alarm clock Get up when it rings.

Although Yan Yu feels that he is already fast every time, the time to go out will still jump repeatedly on the dead line of being late. By the time Yan Yu puts on his shoes, his time is already very tight, but it is clear that every time The scarf left at the door was nowhere to be found, Yan Yu rushed back to the room wearing his shoes, searched like a storm, but couldn't find his own scarf.

Yan Yu gave up on himself and wanted to just rush into the cold wind with his bare neck like this, anyway, he had to choose one between a cold and being late.

But when he caught a cold, he needed to take medicine, he might have to ask for sick leave, and if he was late, his salary would also be deducted. Yan Yu felt that Monday morning would be the worst luck for him.

Just when Yan Yu was about to rush out the door, he found that the scarf Weng Chi gave him yesterday was obediently placed on the table.

It is so obedient and conspicuous, as if saying to Yan Yu: Wear me.

So Yan Yu squeezed onto the subway wearing this scarf, and successfully got a work card in the last minute.

I don't know if it's because of Gui, but Yan Yu thinks this scarf is warmer than his own.

When he arrived at the work station, Yan Yu sat down and turned on the computer. While waiting for the computer to start up, he sent a WeChat message to Weng Chi, saying thank you for his scarf, which is very warm.

Weng Chi didn't reply, and Yan Yu didn't care.

As the computer screen lights up, Yan Yushe's day begins again.

Yan Yu received a reply from Weng Chi during lunch time,

【have a look】

【What are you looking at? 】

【Look at you wearing a scarf】

[Eating in the cafeteria. 】

Yan Yu wondered what would be nice about wearing a scarf, Weng Chi's reply was a bit... like a pervert.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu lowered his head and smiled. He thought that if a handsome guy like Weng Chi knew that he was slandering him as a pervert, he would not know how angry he would be.

Weng Chi held his mobile phone and concentrated on sending WeChat, ignoring the little assistant sitting opposite him.

The little assistant tentatively called "Mr. Weng?", but Weng Chi didn't even lift his head.

"Mr. Weng, I couldn't help myself yesterday..."

"I wanted to say that you were on a business trip, but Mr. Ming's Xiao Li just opened his mouth and said that he saw you in the mall."

"Mr. Weng, I will definitely make up the reason next time! Give me another chance."

Weng Chi sent a "photograph after get off work", put down his phone and looked at the assistant.

"Is it me who pays you or Mingze?"

"It's you... Boss Weng, I really know I was wrong."

"If you tell Mingze about my itinerary next time, just wait until I get fired."

"I know...I know..."

"Then can I have some private time tonight?"

The assistant immediately lowered his head and flipped through the notebook, then replied, "You have no plans for tonight."

Weng Chi nodded lazily,

"Then I hope you keep your mouth shut."

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Jian Ce originally didn't want to agree to Weng Chi's invitation. It stands to reason that he shouldn't date Weng Chi again in a short time after Weng Chi broke the appointment yesterday.

He didn't want Weng Chi to think that he was an easy fish to catch.

Jian Ce has seen people like Weng Chi a lot in this circle. Maybe he has a little money at home, or he is a gold collar. He feels that he has seen the world and is a bit educated. He is unwilling to find an ordinary person, so he goes around in their circle. Big star They can't climb high, so their eyes revolve around the little star.

The same is true for small stars. Ordinary people look down on them, but the top of the pyramid also look down on them, so they can only seize the opportunity to find the best one with a little more money, more culture, and people who can grow up. Be better.

As a result, the views of these two groups of people coincided with each other. They played a cat-and-mouse game of you coming and going, and they never got tired of it. It just depends on who gets the truth first.

But there are always fools who sincerely give, but people don't get it.

Jian Ce would not be such a fool.

His ideal state is to maintain a rich second generation like Weng Chi, and then expect even higher.

However, he has recently begun to suspect that Weng Chi may not even be a second-generation rich man.

Weng Chi said he was a student when he was abroad before, but now that he is back in China, Weng Chi also seems to be doing nothing.

He once searched Weng Chi's information on the Internet, but found nothing.

It stands to reason that if it is the rich second generation, there will be some news to some extent.

And he always felt that Weng Chi was not generous enough.

The things he gave are all kind of very flattering, interesting, but not worth a lot of money.

These are all tricks to seduce innocent young people.

It's a pity that I'm not innocent and I'm not a teenager anymore.

Weng Chi was not the best choice for Jian Ce, but now, Jian Ce has no choice.

He failed the new interview again.

The assistant director said that his acting skills are good, but there are still shortcomings, and he wants to talk to Jian Ce alone.

Jian Ce almost laughed out loud, and now the assistant directors of this grass-roots team all want to sneak him.

He has been reduced to such a field.

He could only show off in front of Weng Chi.

But treating a suitor like Weng Chi is like flying a kite. If he is close, you put the line, and if he is far away, you have to tighten it.

Now is the time to be tight.

Sitting opposite Weng Chi, Jian Ce smiled. He took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Weng Chi, saying that the filming was in the countryside this time, and there was nothing good about it, but the embroiderers in the village were pretty good at it. He was very serious, seeing these women working hard every day but making money was not easy, so he relented and bought some as gifts for Weng Chi, and hoped that he would not despise the rough.

Weng Chi didn't open the box right away, but he was obviously in a good mood. He said that by coincidence, I also have something to give you.

Weng Chi handed the handbag to Jian Ce, and Jian Ce saw the orange packaging bag and said it was a waste.

"It's nothing. I bought it when I passed by and thought it was pretty good. It's not as meaningful as what you gave me." Weng Chi opened the gift Jian Ce gave him when he was talking. Inside was an embroidered brooch, "This is very good. I love so much."

"As long as you like it." Jian Ce smiled, "Although the place is poor, it has a nice view. We can go and see it together if we have a chance."

"Are we... together?"

"Yeah, but I haven't been doing well recently, I want to run a few more groups." Jian Ce showed a sad face, "The competition is too fierce now, I was too lazy before, and I always want to make a good book, so there are too few scenes. As a result, there are no contacts in the circle now, the company I signed is also small, and my contract has expired, so I have to work harder to plan for my future."

Jian Ce looked at Weng Chi when he said these words. He really hoped that Weng Chi would say that he could help him, whether it was financially or humanly, in short, just help him.